Watcher   603   

By Solomon

Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

I was on pins and needles waiting for George to get home. He had my nude picture to trade for my half nude one and I’m sure he would get an earful along with it. I was even more interested in whatever was said about me. I was thinking about what else Kelly might want from me, and even perversely fantasized over what I might like to hear that he wants. I didn’t know had to say it to my husband, but obviously he would eventually get around to wanting to bed me. From what I was told, he wasn’t half bad looking and considered himself rather good in bed.

As far as Jesse went. I was putting that whole affair on hold until I knew more about what was going on at George’s office. I certainly didn’t need anymore complications in my marriage. Besides, I had no idea how much or little Kelly was going to be demanding of my husband. That made me wonder about just how far the guy might take this hold he had over George. Would he actually risk blackmailing him into handing me over to him. Wow! Just thinking those words got me hot in the pants. Thinking of myself as some kind of currency was wild. Knowing that George might actually have to ask me to do something so nasty could just be the wildest adventure of my life. Suddenly, I really wanted to sneak into his office and see this guy for myself.

I was watching out the living room window when George came home. I had to bite my lip to keep from jumping all over him about what his boss thought of my picture. Then I felt horrible when I thought about how it seemed more important that he complimented my body than how he had treated my husband. George went directly to the bar for a drink. That wasn’t a very good sign. He kept glancing my way and had to see my desire to hear something, anything from him. When he finally came over to me, he had a drink for each of us.

“So, did we appease him for the moment at least?”

He sighed heavily before speaking, then he twirled the stirrer in his drink. “I don’t know what we’re going to do. I’m in so frigging deep and I can’t figure out a way to dig out from under it all. I’m thinking of turning myself into the cops, and Kelly too.”

“No honey, you can’t do that. You’d go to jail… and then what would happen? Didn’t the picture help at all?”

“He loved the picture. But now he knows that you know everything and he implied that he could use that to his advantage. I can’t ask you to get into this any further. I’m just going to the cops tomorrow and that’ll be…”

I cut him off. I’m not sure why exactly, but I sincerely believe that it might have more to do with what might be in this for me more than actually helping George out of his jam. Either way, I couldn’t let on to George that I had been having such whorish thoughts all day long.

“Look sweetie. We’ll get through this. What if I talked to him? Maybe… I could work out a deal. Maybe give him a new picture once a week or something? There has to be something to appease him.”

He took a long swig of his drink. “You know, right after I swapped the pictures, he took it out to show it to Frank. Something tells me he might have him over a barrel too. I wanted to die when he showed off my nude wife to someone else. And hon, I know it’s only a matter of time before he’ll want you. I think he had you in mind all along when he told me he wanted me to get him a woman.”

I tried looking as somber as I could and said, “You’re not going to jail. I’ll simply do whatever it is I have to do to make him leave you alone. What about that promotion? What has he said he expects from you to get that?”

“He hasn’t said anything. But I know it’s you he wants. You should have seen the way he stared at your picture. He even grabbed his crotch as he did it.”

That was very interesting to hear. That at least meant that I had the right stuff for him. I knew I had to talk directly to him to work something out. Damn, I couldn’t believe that I was getting wet over this situation. I guess once you start whoring around, you just can’t stop yourself. George told me that it would be at least a day or so before he would make anymore demands. I started formulating what I might do on my own to end this whole affair.

I kissed George goodbye before work the next morning and made him promise not to do anything stupid before we could talk again. I changed my clothes into something easier to deal with and went to my own job, with extra clothes in hand. I couldn’t get the situation out of my mind the whole damn day. I knew what I had to do and just before leaving work, I changed into a set of more appealing clothes. I was headed to George’s office. When I got there, I called up from the front desk, introduced myself, and asked him to come downstairs to meet with me.

It was right there at the start that he started taking control. He said he wouldn’t meet with me until a few minutes before George was due to leave work and I had to go directly to his office. I killed time in the coffee shop and knew he was going to have us both in the office by the time I left. I was sure that I could talk him into something and hoping so badly that George wouldn’t blow up at me for getting involved. The waiting was killing me and I got so fucking mad at myself when I realized I was fantasizing about Jesse and then George when he was cleaning me up. I knew far better today of what I was capable of then I would have two weeks ago. We were going to get through this together.

When it was time to meet Kelly, I went to the receptionist’s desk and she ushered me right in. I was so thankful that George hadn’t seen me. As I introduced myself and shook his hand, he gave me a once over that made me feel like a pork roast. As I turned to sit down I caught a glimpse of my latest picture right where George said it would be. It made me uneasy and I turned back to see that Kelly was well aware that I had seen it.

I knew the ball was in my court, so I started.

“As you have probably guessed, I know the whole story now. And I’m here to tell you that it won’t go a foot further if we aren’t shown a positive end, a light at the end of the tunnel.”

I left it at that, point blank. Kelly fingered his chiseled chin as if he realized I was the one he was really going to have to deal with from now on. Finally he opened his side drawer, took a piece of paper from it, and stood to come towards me. He sat inches away from me on the front of his desk. He started to hand me the paper, but pulled it back in thought.

“You really want to be the one to do this?”

“Yes.”

Slowly he stated, “Then prove you’re serious.”

I was in his headlights and unable to move. What had he meant by that? I watched his eyes and thankfully he was a lousy poker player. His eyes darted ever so quickly at my chest. I came in knowing that there was a very good chance I would be showing this guy something, so I grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head. I reached around, unsnapped my bra and held it together with my blouse in one hand. I let him check out my tits for a few seconds and then reached out my hand. He handed me what appeared to be a check. It was made out to George and was for over three thousand dollars. I was thoroughly puzzled.

“There are six files you’re looking for, and signing this check over to me will make one of them disappear. You have to get George to sign it for me. And eventually, the two of you will have to talk me into presenting you with five more checks. I’m betting you can do that easily.”

He was so fucking smug it was making my skin crawl. Sadly, as revolting as he came off as, I could see he had a raging hardon in his pants as I calmly sat in the chair and crossed my legs. He continued working my mind.

“I’ll make another bet. I bet… that by the time you’ve earned all six checks… you’ll be coming back to suck and fuck my cock anytime I ask, even after this is all over.”

I smirked at him and said that if that was the deal, he just lost me. I added, “I don’t suck cock. I don’t taste sperm.”

His reply was deafening to me. “That’s too bad, because one of you have to.”

“Well, it’s not going to be me.”

He leaned in and I thought he was going to grab my tits, but instead he whispered into my ear, “Then you’d better start training your husband to like cock. Because if you won’t… he will.”

I leaned back away from him as he sat back on the front of his desk. “I’ll leave that up to you to decide. For right now, let’s earn this check right here. Stand over there behind the door and take the rest of your clothes off.”

I wanted more than just a command.

“I’m not calling him in until you’re stripped. He’s about to leave, so you’d better hurry if you don’t want this to be a wasted trip.”

I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me, but it could be much worse. I knew dealing with my husband was going to be the real fireworks. I got up and went over by the door, and slowly started stripping for him. When I was nude, he nodded toward my picture on the shelf, picked up his phone and said, “Show me the pose.”

I knew what he meant and grabbed my crotch, and slowly worked my tit up until I could bite at my nipple. He dialed the phone and told George to come to his office immediately. He not only made me hold that pose, but I had to move my fingers and suck on my nipple until George noticed me.

A few moments later, he came through the door and was ordered to close it. He didn’t even notice me as he was growing too afraid to take his eyes off Kelly.

Kelly started in on him. “I thought you should know, besides having a very hot and pretty little wife, she’ s a very smart girl. She came to see me today and I think we struck a deal… or an understanding, if you will.”

George was pissed and called him a liar. All Kelly did was nod my way. George turned and saw me, and went nuts. He demanded to know if I had been touched, and when Kelly said he never laid a finger on me, he seemed to calm down a little. As George watched me, I let my nipple plop out of my mouth and stopped fingering myself. I didn’t know what to do but stand there and reaffirm that we had come to some understanding and told him it was a good first step. I told him about signing over the check to Kelly and he seemed to understand why that would make one of the files right. Kelly handed him the check and he signed it immediately. Then he told me to get dressed and threw my clothes at me.

The air was thick with disdain, but not a word was said until we were headed out the door.

“Oh, George. Since your wife was loyal enough to show that she’s a team player, I think I’ll send that letter to the head office now. Your promotion should be a couple of weeks away.”

He pushed me ahead of him and walked me tersely towards the elevators. I could tell he was pissed at me, but at least the ball was rolling. It wasn’t until we got to my car that he said anything.

“How could you do that?”

“I told you, I’m not letting you go to jail.”

He gulped real hard at seeing my resolve and said he’d meet me at home. All the way home my heart was pounding. Now that it was over, it all hit me hard. I had just stripped for that letch. And far worse, I was horny as hell. So horny as a matter of fact, that I slipped my fingers under the leg hole of my panties and frigged myself while driving the main highway towards home. I kept picturing the bulge in Kelly’s pants and how calm and commanding his voice had been. And just as I had during the night as I laid next to my husband in bed, I got off when I thought about George lapping up the cum he might leave in me. I knew I couldn’t tell him about the blowjob thing, at least not yet.

My heart pounded when I remembered how Kelly so forcefully told me that one of us were going to have to suck his cock. Even before I got to the house, I started formulating a plan to do exactly as Kelly had suggested; train George to do just that. I could bring myself to do just about anything else, except that. And the first step in that was to keep him tasting the very stuff he had been so repulsed by, his own sperm. I guess Jesse was going to stay in my life a while longer. It was hard to believe that I had already capitulated to the idea of letting that asshole Kelly fuck me, yet it was going to come down to George having to do that other thing as well.

We spent the rest of the day and night squabbling over what I had done, but it ended by us falling asleep in each other’s arms. The last thing that George said to me was that he hated that I had even had to do that, but that he loved me for caring about him so much.

The next couple of days went by slow and tediously. I couldn’t get my mind off all the sexual things I had been doing and I seemed to be spending way too much time dreaming about how I would go about “training” my dear husband to do the one thing I absolutely refused to do. As disgusting of an act as I thought giving blowjobs was, I seemed to drive myself absolutely nuts whenever I would think of what it would be like to watch George doing it. Something about seeing a cock going into his mouth was beyond hot to me. I couldn’t get the picture of George taking that very first lap through my lips when he was actually getting his first taste of Jesse.

Then it came down to what to do about Jesse. Here I was sitting on our couch, dressed in easy to remove clothes, waiting for the man just behind the fence to finish his work for the neighbors. He would be coming to my door soon and I already knew that cheating on my husband again was a given, but was I really going to go through with this plan I had cooked up. I kept telling myself that it was the only way to get George out from under the trouble he had gotten himself into. But, I knew the truth of the matter was that I was quickly becoming an unspoken partner in his humiliation. I knew that Kelly may truly be after me for sex, but he was taking a great deal of pleasure from the humiliation he was heaping upon George.

That made me wonder about what he had said about “by the time this was all over“. Did he really think I would keep demeaning myself in front of him, even fucking him willingly after we had those checks? And what about my husband? Did he really expect one of his top managers would be his trusted aide one moment, and sucking him off on command the next? Damn, just the thought of that made me ache for Jesse’ cock. And thank god, there was the knock at the door I had been waiting for so impatiently.

I nearly ran to the door and was so glad that I had asked him to come by earlier today. I grabbed his hand and pulled him in, slammed the door shut, and seeped into his arms. Not a word was spoken between us until after he had carried me into the bedroom, stripped off my clothes and then his own, and was crawling between my legs.

“So, is the diner still open for business? Or is this just for us?”

“The diner’s still open, but have things ever changed. I need to use you more than ever. You have to help me train my husband to suck cock.”

There was no missing the shocked expression he put on his face. While he fucked me slow and hard, I caught him up on all the details and what I wanted, or rather, needed to do. Surprisingly he took to the idea instantly. He even confided how he had jerked off thinking about getting caught in bed with me and then forced my husband to suck him off. But I warned him that this was all a process and that I wanted to make it go slow so that my marriage didn’t end over it. Essentially, I wanted to keep the best of both worlds in my life, perhaps even the best of my three worlds now.

As in the prior two weeks, George was home like clock work, and I put him right to work cleaning me up. The exception this time was that he had two full loads of Jesse Juice, as I was calling it, to clean from me. He was still driven nuts by the taste of it and I was way over my head by how much I loved seeing his face buried in that mess. And what was worse for my poor dear, knowing that Kelly might become impatient for a blowjob, Jesse agreed to fill me up twice a week from now on to speed up the process. I was becoming such an evil bitch when I found myself fantasizing all the time about a cock in my husbands mouth under some of the most humiliating and vile conditions.

A couple of days later I got a call shortly after getting home from work. It was Kelly and he told me it was time to earn another check. He wanted me to come by again just before George got off work. He finally got me to agree without letting on to a bit of detail. I took a shower, frigged myself thoroughly, and dressed to kill. I didn’t even think about wearing a bra; a sure sign I was ready to have sex if need be.

The receptionist sent me right back to his office. He was waiting for me and was ogling my nude photo. Within minutes I was ordered out of my clothes for his “inspection” and he asked me about how I was feeling about all this. I let him know that it was only the blackmailing he was holding over us that was forcing me to do such degrading things. He asked me if I was mentally prepared to fuck him yet and I told him that I was still wishing to get out of it for the sake of my marriage. Then he asked about his favorite past time; getting blown.

“I told you that I wouldn’t do that.”

“And I told you that one of the two of you were going to do it. Does that mean you’ve resigned to leave that chore up to your husband?”

I had to look so ashamed of my answer when I hung my head to the floor and nodded in agreement.

“Have you thought about how you’re going to accomplish that?”

“Yes, but you have to promise me that you won’t tell George what I’m doing. You promise?”

He readily agreed and asked how soon he would be ready.

“It’s going to take some time. Maybe a couple of months.”

“Too bad then. You have two weeks before one of you are going to do it.”

“I’m working on it. I have a plan that might make it easier for him to comply.”

“And that would be? Does that mean you took my suggestion and already started training him?”

“Yes. But not a word to him. You promised.”

He grinned, lifted the phone from its cradle, and called my husband to his office. Kelly had me stand in the middle of the floor to wait for him. Now I felt the full brunt of my nudity as I waited for him to scream at me.

George knocked on the door as was expected, called in, and immediately went pale when he saw me standing there nude.

“Now what?”

Kelly looked displeased at his temper and told him that he should know by now that he was the winner and that everything would escalate at his beck and call. He then casually walked over to me as he told my husband to sit in the chair a couple of feet to our side. I could see that George was becoming a whipped puppy as he silently obeyed.

Kelly reached out his hand to cover my crotch and rubbed me roughly. It made my pelvis instinctively push into his palm. I kept my eyes focused on his as he began to rub me, and then allowed his fingers to begin probing my lips for my opening. First one finger, and then two made their way inside of me. He made a gentle fucking motion with them, but a little too rough to seem pleasant. Just as I thought he was going to masturbate me like this, he pulled his hand away and sat on the front of his desk.

Kelly said, “She’s a bit frigid with me George. Show me how she likes it. Stand behind her and show me.”

George looked so pale, but I guess he figured it was better if he did it to me than letting his boss. I leaned back to kiss him and whispered to remind him of the time he had done this to me in the shower a year ago. His arms snaked around me, and took my pussy full on. One hand rubbed around my mons and the sides of my labia, and the other started working fingers into me. I stared at Kelly to study his eyes for what things might work better than others. I decided that if he wanted to see my husband work me into a frenzy, I would help out. I rubbed my hands up my abdomen and chest until I cupped each of my breasts, and squeezed out until I milked my fingers through my nipples.

I could see he was getting a major boner in his pants and threw my head back to nuzzle my husbands face. I alternated between grabbing my tits and running my hands over what my husband’s hands and what he was doing in my crotch. George had to feel my heat and how I was so easily falling into line for Kelly. I reached down and pulled the chair closer, then I turned and lifted one leg up to rest on the seat. That left my crotch fully open for my husband as he started rubbing me off and grabbing my tits for me.

George was growing very horny himself and really started to do quite an excellent job on me. I could see Kelly’s response from the reflection of a large painting on his rear wall. He started rubbing himself as well, and that got me started in my moaning. I started making out with my husband as if Kelly wasn’t even there. I rubbed my pelvis into his hand and continued moaning. Just then I got an idea that might help my husband loosen up around Kelly’s crotch.

With the most passionate heat in my voice that I could muster, I half-turned to Kelly and said, “You evil… fucker.” Before he could make a move over my dereliction, I worked George and myself backwards until my ass bumped up to Kelly’s crotch. I felt his hard cock poking at my ass and began tugging on George’s shoulders. He knew what I wanted him to do, but was very reluctant to do it in front of his boss. I knew a command was in order.

“Get down and eat me, now I want a fucking blowjob.”

My voice left no doubt in my husband’s mind and he slowly started to go to his knees. I knew Kelly was the kind of freak that would love the dirty talk, so I let it fly. I reached forward to pull the chair back to me, and lifted my leg back to it. I pulled on George’s head and turned his bashful attempts to eat pussy into a hard licking.

“Mmmm… eat my pussy like the other day. Your boss expects a really good job. Don’t you Kelly?”

“You got it girl.”

“You heard him. Show him what your best talents in the bed are when we’re alone.” I pushed my cunt right into his probing tongue and rubbed myself against his face. The sounds emanating from our voyeur made it obvious that he was enjoying the show I was orchestrating for him. George was staying busy at his task, so I allowed my hands to roam around behind me. I ran my hands up Kelly’s legs until I could finger his hardon through his pants, and turned to flash my bedroom eyes at him. I hadn’t planned on letting him even touch me this particular time, but my heat seemed to be taking over. Plus, what I was thinking of doing would help train George.

I fumbled with his zipper until I could reach my hand in and pull his cock free. It was larger than I would have expected. It was about the same size as Jesse’, but wider and far more veins protruding from it. I tugged on Kelly until he stood, but when he thought I was trying to get him to fuck me, in either hole, I pushed his cock away. I just wanted it in plain sight for my husband to see. And when he did see it, it was obvious. He momentarily pulled back and stopped lapping at me, so I pulled his face back to my cunt and commanded him to continue. Kelly had his hands on my waste, so I decided to let him cop his first real feel. I put my hand over his and moved them up to my tits. I left my hands on his to teach him how I liked my tits and nipples played with.

After both of my men were hard at work pleasing me, I reached back and grabbed Kelly’s cock, and kept pulling it forward to try to hit my husband’s face. The first time I did it, I could tell because he backed away from me really quick. After looking at my face, he went right back to work. It was an awesome feeling knowing that I had hit his face with another man’s cock. I turned back to smile at Kelly and he was smiling as well. He couldn’t see what was happening, but he could feel what I was trying to do.

I put on the face of a dominatrix and mouthed to him, “See!”

His grin told me that he knew that I knew what I was doing.

As I looked down at my husbands face, I could tell he was trying to hurry me along. I decided to take it one step further and pushed Kelly’s cock forward as far as I could and now mouthed to George, “Lick it.” When he looked up with repulsed eyes, he shook his head and made it clear he wouldn’t even do it once. I expected as much, so I let it go. But it did two things; he got his first look at his new lover-to-be’s cock, and it would certainly have to bring up a debate about what he was going to have to do as his part when we got home.

After that, I leaned back into Kelly’s chest, grabbed his hands working my tits to feel his strength, and let my mind work on getting me off. I helped George by rubbing myself against his tongue and face, and cooed demands at him. Within a half minute I was getting ready to cum like all hell, and moaned like a porn star for both my men. Just before I started cumming, I had to reach back and feel the cock that was probably less than a week away from fucking me. It was so hard and warm. I kept pulling it forward so that it would slap at George’s chin, and then as I thought about what the first time would be like to see this cock going into his mouth, I moaned like a banshee.

“I leaned over my husband’s head as I cried softly, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”

I shook with several convulsions as my body heaved it’s way through a very wild orgasm. As I caught my breath before allowing either man to release me, I frolicked in ecstasy as I realized I had just had my first three-way sex ever. And it was sure not to be my last. When I did release George’s head, I put my foot back to the floor and uneasily turned around. I held George by his waist so there would be no misunderstanding who I belonged to, and put my hand out to receive our due. Kelly smiled and walked around his desk, and retrieved the second check from his desk.

As he placed the check into my hand, he said, “We have one fine lady here, don’t we George.” George signed it and gave it back to him.

I dressed quickly and tried to keep from looking at either of my men. Again George walked me to my car and we drove home following each other. This time I had no desire to finger myself as we drove, but I was in for a surprise when we got into the house. Instead of George feeling dejected and jealous, he thanked me for what I had done for him, and slowly pushed from his lips how I gave him back his right to manhood when I had hugged his waist when we were finished.

George escorted me to the bedroom and gave me one hell of a fucking. Evidently, having his boss in on the action moments earlier wasn’t keep his cock from needing some exercise. When we were done he asked me why I had tormented him with his boss’ cock like I had.

I thought for a moment and gave him his first hint. “I have the strangest feeling that… he wants to make you… suck on it before he’ll give you that promotion.”

“Well, that’s not going to happen.”

“What if that’s what he asks for though? You know… I’m doing everything I can to help you out. At some point he’s going to go after you and make you do more than just handing me over to him.”

He picked something up from me and asked, “What… what has he told you?”

“Nothing… it’s just a feeling I get from him. But please… it’s working itself out. Don’t make any waves and try to just go with the flow. We only have four more checks to go. I’m going to help you get out of this shit, George. Believe me.” I decided to take full reins. “And I think that we should give him a new picture. Just to show our willingness to make this all go away. Don’t you think it might help to go on the offensive?”

He couldn’t say it, but he knew I was right and nodded his head.

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