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 Megan and I had been married for just more than five years.  She and I had
met in college, dated the whole four years and then after graduation, we
got married.  Megan is a true bombshell.  Her body is tight and curvy in
all the right places.

   One thing about her that drives many men crazy is her breasts.  While
they are not huge, they are `D' cups plus a bit in size.  On her toned body
they just stick out like two big neon signs.  They are firm and have no sag
whatsoever.

   Our sex life was good, and we had experimented in many ways of having
sex.  We had even tried anal sex once.  She hadn't liked it declaring that
it was a bit too painful for her to enjoy it, so we never tried it again.

   I had been working for the company for just over two years when my boss
Greg called me into his office.  I was a bit uncertain what it was about
since there had been many layoffs over the last months with the dot-gone
crash and all.  I had been laid off from my last job due to cuts so this
didn't bode well in my mind.  When I entered his office, he motioned for me
to sit in front of his desk while he finished up a phone call.

   I sat there for about four or five minutes getting more and more nervous
as to why I was there.  Was I about to get the boot?  I hoped not, since I
had been bringing in more business to the company, and even had saved eight
or nine contracts that had almost been lost to the competition.

   Greg took quite a while before getting off the phone, then he did some
last minute corrections on something on his computer before turning to me.

   `Bill, I suppose you wonder why I called you into my office today?'

   `Yes.  I hope it is good news Greg.'

   `Oh I think you will find it to be great news Bill.  I have been looking
at the work you have been doing and realized that you have actually brought
in more than eighteen million in new business since you have started with
us.  I am also aware of the contracts that you managed to save from our
competitors too.'

   `Eighteen million?'

   `Yes, eighteen million and you have saved more than ten million in those
contracts you kept in our clients that were about to quit us.  You have
done very well for us and I wanted you to know that the company plans on
rewarding you very soon for that great work.  I will be making an
announcement at the Christmas party that concerns you.  I hope you will be
there, and your pretty wife, Megan too.'

   `Well I had planned on coming with Megan so I can say yes, we will be
there Greg.'

   `Good!  Then next Friday night you will get some great news, trust me on
that Bill.'

   I was amazed.  Greg had always been the playboy type of boss with a very
hard edge.  While he couldn't promote me or give raises, he could put in a
good word.  He was in command of his department and everyone knew it too.

   There had been some rumors at one time about some of the ways he
partied, but I had ignored them.  Greg had always been straightforward with
me.  I had also never seen him do anything to substantiate the rumors
anyway.

   I went home and decided not to tell Megan the news, thinking that she
would be extremely surprised when we both found out together.  I was hoping
for a raise or a nice bonus for all my hard work.  I took Megan out for
dinner that night.  I also asked her to buy a nice party dress for the
Christmas party the next week.  It was going to be an important one for
both of us.

   That night, Megan was really wild in bed, even letting me finger here
asshole a bit while I was eating her out.  I got brave at one point and let
my tongue wander down to where my finger was inside that tight little hole
and tongued her there for a bit too.  That coupled with the oral pleasure I
had been giving her drove her over into orgasm.

   I had noticed that she orgasmed rather easily now as compared to when we
first married.  It seemed that we were getting more in touch with each
other in our lovemaking now.  All I knew was that I really loved my wife
and had no eyes for anyone else.  Megan was my whole world as far as I was
concerned.

   Our sex life picked up noticeably the week before the party.  Megan
seemed insatiable most of the time.  She knew that something was in the
wind, but I didn't tell her, wanting her to be surprised.  She went out and
got a new dress but wouldn't let me see it until the night of the party.

   The night of the party she took an unusually long time to get ready. 
When I saw her in her new dress, I about had a heart attack.  It was a
black strapless number that looked like her breasts were about to fall out
of it at any moment.  Especially since she wasn't wearing a bra.

   In the back it was open all the way down to where her bottom cheeks
began to swell out, matter of fact, you could just see the beginning of her
`crack'.  It was so short, if she bent over at all she would be exposing
herself and her panties.

   She was wearing thong panties and thigh-high stockings.  In her heels
she looked so damn sexy and wanton that I almost was afraid to take her
outside.  I noticed as she walked the hem of her dress would flip out in
the rear with each step she took.  At one point, as I walked behind her a
few steps I could see that thin cloth strip of her thong panties in the
crack of her ass flashing as that happened.

   I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit by the time we got off the elevator
to go inside where the party was going full bore.  We were a bit late, but
when Megan walked in dressed as she was, every male in the building had
eyes only for her.  I was proud and a bit intimidated at the same time. 
She was so perfect looking.  I had a hard time believing that she was my
wife.

   We went over to Greg and he was instantly between us talking and joking.
He handed me a drink, and asked Megan what she wanted.  Before she could
answer, he told her he would get her a special drink that he was sure she
would like.  All my co-workers came over to introduce themselves to Megan,
and some of them blatantly hit on her right in front of me.

   `Hi there sweet thing.  Why don't you dump the ol' man and come party
with me for a while?'

   `Hey beautiful, I could eat you right up.  You are the hottest babe here
tonight.  How's about spending some time with me?'

   It seemed that most of these guys had some kind of comment about her
going with them to party.  I was a bit jealous, but also proud because the
center of all their attention was with me.  She would be going home with me
too.

   Megan was eating up all the attention yet she stayed close to me.  We
danced to one song before Greg showed with our drinks.  He ushered us over
to a table and we sat and visited for a while.  Men kept coming up and
wanting to dance with Megan.  I finally told her to go ahead and have some
fun.  I had never danced too much while she loved to dance.

   Greg immediately jumped up and asked Megan for a dance.  Megan, after
looking at me to be sure it was ok, stood and went off with Greg arm in
arm. I watched as they danced and I noticed that Greg would pull her in
close from time to time, holding her breasts tightly to his chest.

   His hands would be on her back, just where her dress began to show off
her ass.  I was a little bit uncomfortable with how close he held her, but
she looked like she was having so much fun, unlike the other parties we had
been to this year.

   I was also a bit surprised at how comfortable she seemed in Greg's arms.
I was happy that she was having fun and couldn't wait to get her home
tonight.  I felt that since Greg was a ladies man he probably would try to
put some moves on her that would get her hot to trot and I would benefit
because of it.  Greg was trying to cop a feel as often as he could and
succeeding at it too.

   I could see Megan was having fun though so I just let it slide.  Her
smile made her face light up, and I figured that if anyone went too far she
would shut them down but quick.  I know she had in the past, and I also
knew she could handle herself well enough to not piss them off either. 
Which would be good since she was with my boss at the moment.

   At a summer party that had been held at a resort in the mountains, Megan
had danced a bit with some of the guys and then she toured the place with
Greg, Jim and several of my co-workers.  Getting back from that tour she
had told me she didn't feel well.  I could tell that she didn't feel well,
but she just told me that she was probably just tired and would be all
right after she rested a bit.

   She went to our room (we had booked one at the resort's hotel since we
knew we would both be drinking and didn't want to drive home under the
influence) and slept for a while before coming back out to join me on the
golf course.

   That night she had been very hot and we had a nice long sex session.  I
was surprised since she hadn't felt well earlier, but she brushed that off
saying she had gotten a nice rest and felt much better now.

   Then at the September party that was in honor of a retiring executive
way up the food chain, she had overdone the dancing.  She had also gotten
drug off on a tour of the complex.  When we got home that night, she had
crashed in bed after taking a shower.  She was so out of it, I didn't
bother her for sex even though I had one hell of a raging hardon.  I took
care of it by myself, something that I hadn't had to do for a long time.

   Tonight Megan was in great spirits and having fun dancing.  She danced
several dances with Greg, and then she was dancing up a storm with a bunch
of my co-workers too.  I didn't see her for quite a while.  I was kept busy
having small talk with co-workers and clients who were there.

   When she finally showed back up, she looked almost wild.  Her hair was
askew and I noticed that her nipples were standing out like two little
towers.  The way that dress hung on her I was certain that they were the
only thing holding it up.

   She excused herself to go straighten up coming back after a while.  Her
breath was a bit ragged as she drug me out of my chair to go dance.  She
also stayed in very close to me, her breasts rubbing my chest as we danced
too.

   Greg walked up to us on the dance floor after Megan and I had our dance.
He wanted us to come into the conference room near the back of the main
hall.  He was looking happy and nodding to various men as we walked there.

   I noticed that Megan had slipped right under Greg's arm as we walked
along, surprising me a bit.  His hand dangled dangerously close to her
breasts as they walked too.  Once I thought I saw his hand dip into the top
of her dress but at the angle I was at it could have just been an optical
illusion too.  Megan didn't seem to mind in any case, so I didn't say
anything.

   Megan came to me as we walked into the conference room.  Greg motioned
for me to sit at a seat where he was standing.  Stepping around in front of
me he held out his hand to Megan and pulled her up next to him.  His hand
was on the small of her back, and I could tell he was rubbing her lightly
as they stood there.  I was a bit jealous of him for a moment.  It passed
with his next words.

   `Megan, I wanted you to stand by me and look at our next vice-president.
Bill is about to be promoted.  It comes with a really substantial raise,
and a new office near mine.  Congratulation's Bill.  You deserve this
promotion for sure.'

   Megan squealed and jumped up and down.  As she did, Greg kept his hand
and arm still, and since his hand was just where it crossed her bottom it
had the effect of dragging on her dress.  So as she moved up and down her
dress fell a bit.  I almost didn't see it since I was so shocked by his
announcement.  I happened to notice because Megan's nipples just began to
show over the top of her dress.

   After Megan calmed down, Greg sat in his chair and pulled her onto his
lap.  I was stunned when she let herself be pulled down, and then really
stunned when Greg pulled her way up on his lap.  Greg then put his hands on
her knees and pulled Megan's legs outside of his, spreading her lewdly and
exposing her totally to my view.

   At some point, Megan's panties had disappeared tonight!  I was looking
at her pussy, and then I noticed that she had white stuff seeping out of
her too!  She had also been clean shaven down there too.  When she had been
dressing, she had a small tuft of hair just above her pussy lips, and now
that was gone.

   `Now Bill, here comes the final good thing and I get to show you how
much your wife helped you with getting the new job.'

   Megan began to look uncomfortable now.  She had a look in her eyes that
was part fear and part sadness.  I saw Greg's hands begin to pull her dress
up her hips, then as Megan raised up a bit, Greg pulled her dress up and
over her waist.  Stunned, I could only watch as Greg removed my wife's
dress totally, making her naked, on his lap.

   `Greg, what the hell are you doing?  Megan, what in the hell are you
thinking?'

   `Bill.  I am giving you the final test for that raise and
Vice-presidency.  You see, I have sampled Megan here quite a few times and
now it is time for you to know about her.  You should know that your wife
is my hot little slut.  She has been helping me with some customers and
co-workers for about a year now.

   Megan, my wife, was looking at me and then began to talk.  Her words
were laced with a touch of fear.  She spoke fast and in a high pitched
voice quite unlike her usual speech.

   `Bill, don't get mad at me please.  I let Greg use me so that you could
move up faster in the company.  He told me that he could help your career
and even fast track you.  He has used me in return for helping you succeed.
It isn't that big of a deal you know.  We even talked about this once
remember?  Having others in our relationship?  So we get two birds with one
stone, we get variety in our sex life and you get a nice fat juicy job with
the company.'

   `Having others in our relationship was just talk, and if we were going
to do that I would have thought I would be included in that decision too,
Megan.  What have you done?  Do you realize that you have been cheating on
me now?  Why?  How could you do this to me . . .  to us?  It appears that
the only one that has been having any variety in their sex life has been
you.'

   Megan looked like she was going to cry for a minute, then slowly, a
different look came into her eyes.  Looking down I saw Greg's hands in her
crotch, rubbing her bare pussy, two of his fingers deep inside her.  Then
one of his hands moved up to her breasts and started tweaking her nipples.
Megan began to moan.

   `You should have seen her just a little bit ago Bill.  Jim and a few of
the guys worked her over but good.  They even shaved her little pussy. 
Look at her pussy Bill, she has had three cocks in there already tonight
and it still looks and feels tight as a virgin.  She is one hot to trot
babe.'

   `I'm sorry Bill, but Greg knows how to push all my buttons.  Oh baby, I
love you, please don't forget that.  I am doing this for you, for us baby.
Please don't get mad.  Greg can do so much for us Bill.  Ohhh . . .  Yessss
. . .  Oh Greg, I gotta have your huge cock in me.  I am so horny right
now.'

   I was angry and as upset as I had ever been.  My boss had just told me
that he had been fucking my wife!  My wife who was at this moment, naked in
my boss's lap being pawed by him.  She was even begging for his cock.  I
stood up, ready to punch out Greg's lights when he stopped what he was
doing and with quite a bit of force, pushed Megan off his lap where she
landed on the floor.

   `Oww!  Hey Greg watch it.  That hurt!'

   `You'll get over it real quick slut.  Sit tight while I pound your
husband into the floor.  You really should sit back down before you get
hurt Bill.'

   He stood up and smiled a big nasty smile.  I could see that he had been
ready for my reaction.  Megan just sat on the floor, watching.  She had
tears in her eyes.  I could see she was afraid, but of whom I didn't know.
I wasn't even sure of whose side she was on, if any, at that moment.

   `Ok then, the party is really ready to start now.  Now before you try to
kick my ass, remember that she has been fucking me of her own free will. 
Also, if you try anything, I will make sure you are fired but not before I
get my licks in on your pathetic little ass.  I can see to it that you also
go to jail.  Then, well, I'm sure that I would be keeping Megan company
until you got out.'

   As he stood, I realized that what he said was true, Megan was sitting on
the floor and not saying anything.  Her eyes were on me.  Greg was larger
than I and I knew that if I started anything I would probably get my ass
kicked.  Also, I knew I would lose my job too.  His comment about jail
worried me also.

   I reigned in my emotions as best I could and sat down, defeated. 
Stunned and about as hurt as I had ever been.  I just didn't know what I
should do for certain.  The way Megan was acting, I didn't know if anything
I did would be worth it.

   When Greg saw that I wasn't going to go physical on him he turned and
took out his cock.

   `Good choice Bill.  Now, watch and see what your little wife, my slut
has learned over the last year.'

   Taking Megan's head in his hands he guided her lips to his erect cock.
He had about ten inches of cock, hard as iron.  I couldn't believe it when
Megan took his cock between her lips and then just swallowed it fully to
it's base in one fell swoop.

   She had never taken all of my cock into her throat during sex and I was
surprised at her skill with Greg's huge one.  As I sat there, my heart torn
to ribbons, watching my former prim and proper wife acting like a whore, my
head spun.

   Greg kept Megan's hair in his hand as he began to actually fuck her
mouth hard.  Her head was flying back and forth on his cock as it went into
its base then almost out of her lips on each stroke.  I noticed that Megan
was trying to look at me as Greg got closer and closer to orgasm.

   Greg reached down and began to play with her breasts as his cock rammed
in and out of her mouth.  He pinched her nipples gaining her attention back
on him.  He then leaned way over and started to rub her pussy, his chest
almost trapping her head at his crotch.

   Soon, Megan began to respond to his touches and started to moan around
his cock.  She pulled back for a second and while her mouth was free of him
she moaned loudly.

   `Oh Greg.  Give me you're cum baby.  I want to taste you're sweet juice.
You taste so good.  Come on, cum down my throat.'

   Since Megan had only once swallowed my cum, and after that never again
let me cum in her mouth, saying that she really hated the taste of it.  I
could only watch, when on a deep downstroke, Greg began to shake a bit, his
cock pulsing.  He came in my Megan's mouth, deep in her throat and she was
swallowing it like it was the nectar of a God.

   After Greg came, he pulled out and let Megan lick and suck him clean. 
She had a bit of cum at the corner of her mouth and as she finished
cleaning Greg up she took her finger and ran it around, getting it all on
her digit and then stuck it in her mouth and licked it clean too.

   `Mmmmm.  That is so tasty Greg.  You have the best tasting cum of any
man I have ever sucked off.'

   Looking at me with a trace of guilt, she then stood and let Greg begin
to feel her up, his fingers going into her pussy and asshole as he ran them
all over her body.  Soon her eyes closed as she moaned, her hands caressing
his cock as he fully explored her body.

   He turned her so that her back was toward me.  I think he didn't want
her to look at me too much.  As he did, his fingers spread her asscheeks
wide open and I could see something white trickling out of that tender
tight little brown bud.

   `You know that Megan had a lot of fun at the July picnic?  She fucked me
and a few of my friends in your room as you were out playing golf.  I
introduced her to gangbangs that day and she took to them like a duck to
water.  Then in September she was so hot that she took on a few of our
Jamaican clients too.  I didn't even have to order her to.  She did it on
her own.  Amazing wife you have.  Amazing slut I have.  I especially love
to fuck her ass.  You know how tight it is . . .  oh that's right, she
doesn't let you have her ass, only my friends and I get that.  Poor
sucker.'

   I was too overwhelmed for words or action at that point.  I had
discovered in one very short time that my supposed loving wife was nothing
but a whore.  A corporate whore for my boss.  I just sat there weakly, sick
to my stomach not able to even walk out in indignation.

   `Just tonight, while her pussy still fresh from being shaved, I took her
tight little ass.  She was screaming for more when I finished too.  Just
like a good little slut.  A few of the other guys were there and they got
to fuck her pussy.  Kind of a bonus for work well done last week.'

   As I watched, Greg had Megan lay back on the conference table.  I could
see that he was getting another erection.  Megan laid there, legs hanging
off of each side of the table, her pussy spread wide and running with her
juices and the cum of other men..

   `Greg, I need your cock in my pussy.  Please baby, give it to me.  Fuck
me hard and fast.  I want to feel the head of your cock bumping me hard and
deep.  Fuck me Greg, fuck me!'

   Greg took a hand and began to rub and finger her eventually inserting
four fingers into her pussy.

   `Hey slut, whose cock do you love best?  Mine or Bill's?'

   Megan looked at me guiltily and didn't answer him.  Bill pulled away
from her and stopped touching her.

   `Megan, whose cock do you love to have fuck you?  If you want any more
of my cock, you better answer me now.'

   `Greg, please . . .  You are pushing us too hard as it is.  Don't make
me answer you, please.  Just fuck me.'

   Greg reached out and taking her chin in his hand he turned her head so
that she was looking at him.

   `Slut, you get nothing unless you tell Bill who's cock you really love
to have fucking you.  Now, whose cock do you love?'

   Softly, looking at him with resignation and a bit of fear, Megan
replied.

   `Yours, Greg.'

   `What?  I didn't hear you slut.  Whose cock do you love?'

   `Yours Greg, I love your cock.  Please, just fuck me now.  I want your
cock now.'

   Greg turned to look into my eyes smiling an ugly smile.

   `See Bill?  Your prim and proper wife loves another man's cock more than
yours.  She is a nasty slut for me.  She will do anything I tell her to at
any time too.  I could have her walk naked out into that party just past
those doors there, and have her go to the first man she saw, drop to her
knees and suck his cock in front of everyone.'

   I sat there, believing his words as he stepped back in between Megan's
spread legs.  Her hands went to his cock and began to stroke him.  He
reached out and pinched her nipples' really hard, and then pulled on them
until I thought they would fall off.

   Megan didn't even whimper.  She closed her eyes and continued to stroke
his cock.  Her feet came up to the table top, and her knees fell farther
outwards, causing her pussy lips to spread.  I could see moisture literally
running onto the table from her pussy.  Her eyes were glazed in a kind of
trance like.  Megan took his cock in her hands and began to shove it into
her pussy.  Soon he was fucking her hard and fast.

   Each stroke into her, I could see her body would raise up a bit.  I
could imagine that it had to have hurt a bit at that moment.  Megan just
moaned and begged for more.  Greg looked over at me and then got a funny
look on his face.  It was as if he had just thought of one more thing to
torture me with.  He had.

   Pulling out of her pussy he took her knees in each hand and pushed them
back.  Way back.  Her knees were by her head, Her bottom was turned up with
that move and I could see her asshole winking open as Greg began to push
the head of his cock into that tight little brown bud.

   `I think I need to show hubby dear just how much you love my cock slut.
I am going to fuck this tight little asshole of yours, then show him your
latest trick.  Watch close Bill, you are about to learn something about
your slut . . .  I mean your wife, who is my slut.'

   Megan started to whine.  Her hands had gone to her pussy where she was
rubbing her clit and fingering herself hard.  Even as his cock entered her
asshole, she kept on masturbating.

   `Greg, fuck me.  Don't stop now baby, fuck me with your big cock.  Ohhhh
. . .  Mmmmmm . . .  yes . . .  fuck my ass!'

   Megan was begging my boss to fuck her in her ass.  His cock was bigger
around and quite a bit longer than mine and I hadn't been able to fuck her
in the ass but one time.  Now, here she was begging for Greg's cock in her.

   As I watched, Greg slowly inserted his whole cock into Megan's ass.  She
just looked into his eyes and watched his face.  She had just a touch of
pain show when he entered her fully but that soon left and she was back in
a trance like state again.

   `Yes, fuck me.  Fuck my ass.  Yes, yes, Fuck me!'

   Megan was hissing those words out at Greg.  She wouldn't look at me
anymore, she was staring at Greg as he worked his large cock into her tight
asshole.  My heart was tearing up as I watched the love of my life begging
for another man to fuck her like she hadn't let me.

   `Oh yeah bitch.  For a slut your ass is sure tight.  I love to fuck your
asshole too.  Even after those Jamaicans' got done with your ass that time,
it was still really tight.  Yes, I love fucking my slut's asshole.'

   Greg began to fuck her ass just as hard as he had been her pussy a
minute before.  Megan had several orgasm's as Greg rammed her hard and
fast. Just when he began to cum he pulled out and grabbing her head, he
slid her around on the table.

   `Watch this Bill.  Your slut, I mean . . .  your wife has learned a new
trick.  You should try this sometime.  I love the way she cleans me off. 
So, well, slutty you know.'

   With that, he took his cock and shoved it into Megan's mouth.  Just
after pulling it out of her asshole, here was my boss, shoving his dirty
cock into my wife's mouth.  Then, he began to fuck her mouth, driving his
cock farther into her until soon his balls were bouncing off of her
forehead as he buried himself in her throat.

   He shot off, buried in her throat, and Megan swallowed it all without
losing a drop.  Then he pulled out and slapped her face with his softening
member.  She tried to capture it and take it back into her mouth, whining
as she did.

   `Mmmm . . .  I need more Greg.  I need more cock.  I want to fuck and
suck more cock.  I want cock in all my holes.  Please, I'm begging you
Greg, give me some more.'

   `Your wish is my command slut.  I will get some of the guys outside to
come on in and fuck you senseless, whore.  You are the best slut I have
ever had you know that Megan?  Bill's wife is my slut.  God I love saying
that.  Bill, your wife is my slut.  MY slut.'

   As I sat there looking at my wife, Greg stepped out and soon there were
eight men in the room with me and my naked wife.  Just before the first of
them came in Megan glanced at me and then she said.

   `I don't know what to say Bill.  I do love you so much, but Greg does
things to me that I just can't explain.  I. . .I hate him for what he has
gotten me to do, I hate him for making me do things for him that I haven't
for you.  I love how he makes me feel though.  I'm sorry honey.  I really
truly am sorry.'

   Megan looked away from me.  She wouldn't look at me after that
statement. I thought I saw a tear on her cheek but I couldn't tell for
sure. I sat there, heartbroken and worn out.  This day had been the worst
day in my life so far.

   I couldn't take much more.  I felt like throwing up as I watched my
former prim and proper wife waiting, naked on the conference table having
just been fucked in all of her hole by my boss..

   Megan slipped down to the floor, on her knees when the other men came
in. Soon she had each hand on a cock and one in her mouth.  Hands were on
her tits, roughly grabbing and pulling on her nipples as other hands and
fingers were playing with her pussy and ass.

   One of the guys laid back on the floor and the others grabbed Megan and
held her up over his erect cock.  Slowly they lowered her down on his large
member, as he aimed it at her pussy.  As soon as she was settled down on
him another man stepped up behind her and pushing her forward as his cock
into her asshole.  Yet another man got to one side of them as they were
fucking, and stuck his cock in her face.

   Megan had three cocks inside her and she was moaning and groaning as
they fucked her hard and fast.  They had gotten a rhythm going and as the
two in her asshole and pussy would ram in, the guy in her mouth would get
the benefit of a deep throat on his cock.

   Greg came to stand by me.  He put a hand on my shoulder as I watched
these men, my co-workers and some of my clients, fucked my wife or were
lining up to have their way with her.  I found that I had gotten an
erection in spite of my anger and shame.  Humiliated, I only could just sit
there and watch as my wife had sex in ways that we had not.

   `Bill, your wife is the best fucking slut I have ever had.  She begged
for more the very first time we fucked.  I don't know how you managed to
keep up with her for so long.  She has worn out upwards of fifteen men at a
time before.'

   `You son of a bitch.  What did you do to her to get her to do this for
you?'

   `Now Bill, she offered herself freely in order to help you succeed.  I
couldn't pass her up.  She is way too much woman to do that.  Look at her.
She loves to fuck.'

   Greg was still naked and watching the fucking going on.  He was stroking
his cock as he talked to me and I knew he was going to go back for more
from my wife.  I could see that she was going to be busy for quite a while
now.

   `Hey, Bill, you can go get some rest if you want.  You look tired.  I
will make sure that my slut . . .  I mean, your wife gets home safe and
sound.  Tomorrow sometime, maybe in the afternoon.  I think she is going to
be busy until then for sure.  Must be fifteen or twenty men waiting for
their shot at her.'

   I stumbled to my feet.  As I left, I heard Megan begging for another
cock to fuck her ass.  My heart was thumping, I was sweating, and my wife
was fucking like a whore of Babylon.  I left the room and blindly walked
for the main entrance

   As I left the party a few of the people who worked for me looked at me
with sympathy.  I could tell they knew what was happening in that room. 
Christ, did everyone but me know about Megan all this time?  Reaching the
front door, Albert, the doorman for the building came up to me with a
package.  A small box.

   Albert had always been the best at getting me to smile every morning. 
His attitude was one of good things happen to good people.  I enjoyed him
quite a bit.  In his uniform, his dark skin and salt and pepper hair made
him look almost regal at times.

   `Uh, sir, I understand what you are thinking right now.  Some of us knew
about Greg and Megan and how he has been using her as the company . . .  um
. . .  well anyway, these might help you in some way.  Greg filmed
everything.  If he finds out that I have given you these he will probably
fire me.  I got them from his office closet last night.  He uses them when
the `conquest' starts to want out.  He is very smooth and good at getting
women under his will.  Megan in not the first.  I respect and admire you
Bill.  Your department has the most loyal people.  Everyone loves working
for you because you treat them right, decently.  Greg on the other hand . .
.  well, I will call you if that's all right.  There are some more things
you will want to know.'

   `What's to know Albert?  My wife is a whore for Greg.  Greg's whore. 
She is right now fucking a group of men in that conference room.  She
actually thinks that her fucking Greg got me my new position.  She
evidently doesn't know about the audit committee or that the big bosses
make all of the promotions.  Greg has nothing to do with my raises or
promotions.  She likes what she's doing in there.  I don't have a wife.  I
have Greg's slut.  I don't even have that.  She just happens to stay with
me for some kind of twisted reason that I can't understand.  I have been
betrayed by my wife, my boss, and even some of my other co-workers and
clients.'

   `All I ask is that you view the tapes.  They are marked with the dates
starting with the first time he had Megan.  He worked hard for more than
seven months after you started to get her in the right place and time to
work her over but good.  She eventually fell due to his persistence, skill,
and probably some drugs.  Drugs that would loosen her up and make her want
to please him.  She never really ever had a chance to keep from fucking
Greg, Bill.  He has managed to usually get women to do what he wants.  Just
don't do anything rash.  Some of us want to talk to you about this.'

   `Albert, how long?  How long have I been living this fucked up fake life
with Megan?'

   `The tapes are dated Bill.  They are dated from near the first time.  I
wish I had come to you sooner.  I am sorry for not telling you but I didn't
think you would have believed me and it would have cost me my job too.'

   As I turned to walk away, my secretary, Jan came up to me.  She had
tears running down her face.  She hugged me and whispered that she needed
to talk to me sometime soon.  She had something important to tell me.  I
got the feeling that she had been where my wife was at the moment.  I just
nodded through my own tears.



   I left and went home.  Getting there I poured myself a large scotch and
sat in the darkness of the living room, the box of tapes at my side.  That
box of my wife's treachery and slutiness on film for everyone to see.

   After a while, I put a tape in.  I noticed it was the earliest date of
the bunch there.  Greg and Megan were talking.  Her hair was askew and her
face flushed, like she had been drinking too much.  She was asking if there
was anything she could do to help me succeed at work.  Greg told her that I
was doing fine but he could help to get me on the fast track for
promotions.

   I could tell that Greg had been working on her already and the way the
camera moved time to time, I realized that there was someone else there
filming them.  I don't think Megan was aware of this though.  She never
once looked at the camera or towards it.  Also, it was from a weird angle
too.  Like someone was in a closet or hallway filming from a distance.

   As I watched it, I saw just how Greg got my wife into this mess.  I
could see they were in his office.  Greg told Megan that he would do what
he could but it all depended on how far Megan was willing to go with him.

   She looked at him, then she asked him what she needed to do.  He told
her to get undressed.  She looked startled for a bit then some weird look
came across her eyes and she began to undress.  She was reluctantly doing
this, but doing it none the less.

   Soon, Megan was naked and Greg took off his clothes.  He was saying
something but the camera hadn't picked it up.  After a bit I saw her go
down on her knees and begin to suck on him.  She was having trouble with it
and suddenly he just grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take
the full length in one shot.

   She struggled and choked for a bit then as he talked to her she began to
calm down.  He held her so her lips were buried in his crotch until she did
calm down.  She couldn't pull away since his strength and size gave him far
more power over her than she could overcome.

   Then, when she fully relaxed, he began to stroke in and out as she
finally let him fuck her throat like it was a pussy.  By the time he was
close to cumming she was doing it all by herself and with a relish it
seemed.  Her hands had come up to encircle his hips and I could have sworn
that she was pulling him into her throat.

   Greg then had her bend over the chair in his office and he began to fuck
her pussy.  Hard and fast, she was gasping and begging him to take it easy.


   He ignored her and once again, she began to get used to his size and
thrusting.  I noticed that she began to get into the fucking and I soon
heard her moaning and begging him for more.

   `Oh, Greg, yes.  Fuck me you bastard.  Harder.  Oh baby, give me that
huge cock of yours.  Oh, yes.  Fuck me!'

   She came about four times before he got close to cumming.  Pulling out
of her pussy, he lined the head of his cock up with her tight little
asshole and in one shove, pulling back on her hips and ignoring her cries
of pain, he buried his cock fully into her ass.  She tried to get away from
him but he held her hips firmly and kept pressing his cock into her until
he buried his cock in her.

   `No!  No!  Not there Greg!  Please!  That hurts!  Ow!  Oh God, please
Greg stop that.  It hurts too much.'

   `Relax slut.  If you relax it won't hurt and you may even learn to love
it.  It's going to happen anyway so relax.'

   Megan was frozen in position.  Her face screwed up in pain.  Pretty
soon, as Greg held deeply inside her, her features began to relax.  Greg
was watching her face and as soon as he saw her relax I saw him smile.

   He had reached down and was rubbing her clit as he held her with his
other hand.  She was responding to his touch too.  I saw her lower lip curl
under her upper teeth as she began to loosen up for him.

   `See?  It's beginning to feel better already isn't it?  Just wait a bit
more.  I know you will love this.'

   Waiting a bit more, he finally began to stroke in and out in long slow
strokes.  After a short time I noticed that Megan was thrusting back at him
and soon she was just hammering her body back onto his cock just as fast
and hard as he had been doing her pussy earlier.

   `God, this feels so good Greg.  Fuck my asshole baby, fuck me hard.  Oh,
I love your cock Greg.  Fuck me lover, fuck me.'

   As Greg got close to cumming I saw Megan have an orgasm.  His fingers
were still on her pussy as he rubbed her to an orgasm.  Seeing her go off,
Greg pulled out of her asshole and turned Megan around and shoved his cock
right down her throat.

   `Take it slut.  Suck me clean too bitch.  You love my cock in your
throat don't you slut?'

   She choked a bit but within four or five strokes into the depths of her
throat, she was sucking him like a pro.  He came hard and copiously.  Cum
was running down the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her firm tits.

   I heard him tell her to clean him up really good and to get all of his
cum.  Megan looked up into his eyes as she began to lick and suck on his
cock and balls.  I could see tears drying on her face.  Her fingers wiped
up the cum that had gotten on her tits and when he pulled out of her mouth
she immediately began to suck and lick her fingers clean too.

   `Oh God Greg, you were right.  I like getting fucked like this.  Will
you fuck me some more?  I feel so horny.  So . . .  hot.'

   `Well slut, your husband might come in to talk to me and how will I
explain you being here, naked and my cum in your hot little mouth?  Maybe
later or tomorrow I will drop by your place and fuck you really good.  I
will have more time then too.'

   `Anytime Greg.  You can fuck me anytime.'

   `Whose slut are you?'

   `I'm not a slut Greg.  I love fucking you but I am not a slut.'

   `What kind of woman would fuck her husband's boss in his office while
her hubby is just down the hall slaving away?  A slut that's who.  You are
my slut now.  If you don't say it, you will not get this cock again.  So .
. .  whose slut are you?'

   `Yours Greg.'

   `What?  I couldn't hear you slut.  Whose slut are you?'

   `YOURS Greg.  I am your slut.  I will do whatever you want me to.  You
can have me do anything that you want Greg.  I am your slut.'

   `Good.  Now that you know whose slut you are . . .  whose wife are you?'

   `I don't want to go there Greg.  Leave Bill out of this.  I love him,
even if I have fucked you, I still love my husband.'

   `Slut, you want more of this cock?'

   `Yes.'

   `Who is your husband?  Whose wife are you?'

   `I am Bill's wife.  I am married to Bill.  Why are you doing this? 
Isn't it enough that I have just cheated on my husband again?'

   `So, Bills' wife is my slut.  My official slut.  I think that as my
official slut, I will have you fuck some of my co-workers and clients. 
What do you think of that, slut?'

   He wasn't listening to her questions.  I was stunned when she had said
`cheated on my husband again.' Did that mean that this was not the first
time they had fucked?  I saw that she was talking again.  Now he was going
to offer her to others too?

   `No!  No one else Greg, just you.  I shouldn't even be fucking you. 
I-I-I . . .  '

   `You, are a slut.  MY slut.  You will fuck anyone and everyone I tell
you to slut.  Understand me?'

   `Yes . . .  no . . .  I-I . . .  can't we just fuck and call that good
Greg?  Please?'

   `Are you my slut Megan?'

   `Yes, I am your slut Greg.'

   `You will fuck whoever I tell you to then right slut?  Or do I have to
go out there and announce to everyone within earshot what we were just
doing in here?  If I do, I will drag you out there naked so there is no
doubt either.  Now, if you don't want that, if you don't want your hubby to
see you naked and just fucked, what will you do for me slut?'

   `I will fuck you . . .  and anyone you tell me to Greg.  I am your
slut.'

   She said that softly and in a defeated tone.  I could see that he had
just won a victory over her and that she was aware that things had gone
much farther than she had probably ever thought they would.

   `A good slut.  You are a good slut.  I am going to love watching you
fuck other men for me.  One day, I will even watch as you fuck other men in
front of your hubby too.  Why?  Because you are my slut!  What's more, once
you get used to many men at once, you will come to love it too.'

   `Please, not that Greg.  Not in front of Bill.  That would kill him.'

   `You are my slut.  You will fuck whoever and however I tell you to, even
if it is in front of your husband's whole family.  Or, I can just walk you
out there right now.  `What's it going to be . . .  slut?'

   `You win Greg.  I'm your slut.  I will fuck whoever you tell me to,
whenever you tell me to.'

   `Good.  Now, if you can get me up again, I will give you one more taste
of my cock in your hungry pussy.  Hurry up though, the hubby is right
outside working away.'

   As I watched, Megan began to lick and suck on Greg's cock.  He even
turned around and bent over so she could lick his asshole for a bit too. 
She had gone totally out of her mind for his cock.  My only caveat was the
fact that she had told him that she loved me still.  That and the fact that
he had trapped her into this somehow.  Not much, but something.

   I had hopes that we could work this out.  It seemed that she had been
forced into this.  I would probably have to quit my job, and we would have
to move . . .  but I could still see a small way to stay with her.  She was
the love of my life still.

   I watched several more tapes and soon realized that Megan had learned
about the camera man.  She would make faces into the camera and lick her
lips just like a porn star.  She even went down on the camera man as he
filmed his blowjob.

   It seemed that the more Greg had her do, the more she began to love
doing it for him.  I could tell that she had begun to change at one point
when I noticed her eyes had a sparkle in them that wasn't in the first four
or five movies.  It was as if she was actually looking forward to fucking
other men for Greg.

   I slept roughly and tossed and turned all night.  Megan didn't get home
until late in the afternoon the next day.  She got out of Greg's car with
just a large towel wrapped around her.  No clothes or shoes, just the
towel. Broad daylight, my wife gets out of another man's car in just a
towel.

   Greg came around and right there in our front yard, he slipped his hands
up under the towel and ran them all over her body.  Then pulled the towel
off of her body.  She stood there naked, in our front yard in full view of
our neighbors, as Greg felt her up and then sucked on her nipples.

   Then with a last little slap on her ass as he threw the towel over his
shoulder he pointed to our house telling her to go in and see the hubby. 
Naked she walked toward me, walking slowly with tears falling down her
cheeks.

   Walking into the house she couldn't look me in the eyes and I couldn't
look at her.  I turned and walked away going to the kitchen.  I heard the
shower turn on and a while later Megan came out, dressed in blue jeans and
a blouse.  Her hair was wet, and she looked fresh.  A person wouldn't have
been able to tell she had spent the night fucking a bunch of men.

   `Bill, don't hate me please.  I still love you and want you.  I don't
know how this all started.  I can't think straight anymore.  Just don't
hate me please.'

   "Hate you?  Tell me why I shouldn't hate you Megan.  You have been a
slut for my boss for over a year.  You have been fucking other men, giving
them what you refused me.  You have been lying, running around behind my
back to fuck Greg.  Probably laughing at stupid old Bill, who doesn't have
a clue.  Some kind of strange way to show your love for me isn't it?'

   `Bill, please, I know this is hard for you to understand, but I love
you. I don't want to lose you.  Please . . .  please try to understand.  At
first I did it to help you, then . . .  I . . .  I don't know what happened
or when, but I grew to like it.  Please try to understand.'

   `Understand what Megan?  That you like fucking other men more than your
own husband?  That you let Greg and my co-workers and clients' fuck you in
ways you won't let me?  Understand that my prim and proper wife has become
a slut?  Jesus Christ!  Don't come near me slut.  Stay the fuck away.  I
need space right now after all that I have learned about you and my boss.'

   Megan had started to come in close to me, trying to hug me.  I stepped
back and then put the kitchen table between us.  I was so angry I was
afraid I would do something really stupid.  I was busy trying to calm
myself down.  The last thing I wanted to do was be close to her because I
was wanting to hit her, to hurt her like she had hurt me.

   Megan had tears flowing now.  That just made me angrier.  Did she think
that her tears now would fix everything?  Tears fix the pain, the shock,
the visions of last night in my head?  Or worse yet, make me feel sorry for
her acting like a slut?

   `Bill, please . . .  I love only you.  Greg and the others . . .  it has
all been just sex.  Can't you see that I still love you?  I only fucked
Greg so you would get promoted and rise up in the company.'

   `Megan try to fool someone else.  I watched you on tape last night, when
you and Greg did it that first time.  I heard you discussing with Greg
about my position.  He told you he could help me rise in the company while
he knew that he couldn't.  I know that I told you once how the promotions
and raises were handed out.  That the audit committee is the only ones who
can do those things.  Greg can't, he can only recommend, he can't even fire
me.'

   `What are you talking about?  What tape of me and Greg?  I don't know
what you are talking about Bill'

   `Tape's Megan.  Greg has lots of tapes, probably every time he has
fucked you or had his buddy's gangbang you, he has had them recorded.  He
even has a guy hired just for that purpose.  This guy gets to fuck Greg's
sluts too, so he has lots of incentive to get every thing on film.'

   `Oh God.  He has taped me fucking all those men?  Oh Bill . . .  I
didn't know.'

   `Megan, don't lie more now.  You did know.  You looked into the camera
several times in quite a few of the films I have seen so far.  You even
smiled, opening your mouth to show you eating cum just for the camera
several times.  I imagine that you have been photographed too.  I saw
flashes at different times in some of the films.  If you want to stay
married to me there is going to be a huge change right away.  It's up to
you Megan.  I am not too sure we will be able to salvage our marriage as it
is, but I am still willing to try.'

   `Oh Bill, anything.  I will do anything to keep you.  I am so sorry
about all of this.  I never meant to hurt you.  I love you so much.'

   `Ok, then first of all, you have to quit fucking around on me and I am
going to have to quit my job.  Then we will have to move, probably out of
town, if not the state.  You will have an awful lot of work to do to show
me before I will ever be able to trust you again too.  Then there is the
sex.  I will expect the same sex you have given these other men, always,
with no argument.  Ever.  I am your husband after all.  I should have been
at least getting the sex you gave these other men.'

   `Quit your job?  Move?  Oh Bill, you can't quit.  What will we do?  I
did all of this just so you could move up in the company and you want to
quit now?  That will just make me a cheap whore.'

   `What are you saying Megan?  That you aren't a cheap whore?  That you
aren't a slut for Greg?  You can't surely expect me to stay working for
this place still.  Not after all my co-workers have fucked you and enjoyed
your body, willingly given by you.  Get a grip.  You have to quit being a
slut.  I have to quit this job.  There is no choice in that matter.'

   `But you can't quit yet Bill.  You don't have anything lined up.  We
could starve or get kicked out of our home.  You have to have a job first.
Besides, I promised Greg that I would be available for him next week.  One
last thing to do.  Then that will be it.  NO more fucking others.  I will
be your faithful and devoted wife from then on.  If I don't work for Greg
next week I am afraid of what he may do.'

   `Perhaps you didn't hear me Megan.  You have to stop fucking around NOW.
Not next week, NOW.  Christ, I can see that you actually love fucking him
and those men.  Maybe there isn't a chance for us after all.'

   `Look Bill, I promised Greg that I would go with him to Jamaica, we will
be gone only one week, or eight days, then I will be done being his slut. I
will be your slut from then on.  Yours and only yours.  Whatever you want
of me from then on.  I have to go to Jamaica though Bill.  I promised Greg
I would and since he has these tapes of me . . .  you know he will use them
against us if I back out now.  Besides, what's a few more men now?'

   `Megan, you are not listening to me.  You will either quit now and be my
wife, or we are done.  I happen to know that Greg is taking six of the
salesmen with him.  You will not go with him if you expect us to stay
together.  That is final.'

   `Please Bill, try to understand.  I have to go.  I have no choice.'

   `Megan, if you go with Greg tomorrow, we are finished.  That is my final
word.  That is the only choice you have at this moment.  Me, or them.'

   I turned and stomped out.  What the hell was she thinking?  Did she
really want to stay married to me or was she just using me for a place to
spend her time living while she wasn't fucking Greg and his buddies?  I had
figured that if she loved me like she claimed, she would have jumped at the
second chance I had just given her and firmly agreed that she was done
fucking around.  What the hell kind of hold did Greg have on her anyway?

   I slept in the spare bedroom that night, with the door locked.  I heard
Megan try to open the door at one point, then give up.  I could also hear
her on the phone later.  I think she was talking to Greg, but I couldn't
hear the conversation.

   The next morning, I left for work before Megan got up.  I left a note
reaffirming my demands that she not go on the trip and quit fucking around
immediately.  I fully expected that she had enough time to realize that I
was serious about this and would stay home and be there waiting for me when
I got there.

   I was at work for about an hour when in walked Megan.  Considering it
was cold, I was a bit surprised that she was wearing high heels.  Her long
winter coat reached her ankles so I could not see how she was dressed.  My
secretary glared at her the whole time Megan waited for me.  As I came up
to her, I saw Greg walking up to her as well.  I knew that she hadn't come
in to see me.

   `Megan, you are early.  My, my, my, can't wait to go to Jamaica huh?'

   Megan turned and forced a smile at Greg as he stepped in and gave her a
hot French kiss.  His tongue was out before he got to her lips and was
still out a few minutes later when they broke apart.  I had a sinking
feeling in the pit of my stomach.  I knew what she was going to do.  How
they would rub it in my face I was unaware of at the second, but that very
quickly changed.

   Greg's hand went inside her coat as he kissed her and I could tell he
was feeling her breasts and then her pussy as you could see her coat move
outward from his hand traveling down.  I stood there, my co-workers
watching out of the corners of their eyes as my boss treated himself to my
wife's body.

   `Let me take your coat and see your decision Megan.'

   Megan undid the buttons on her coat and opening it I saw she was wearing
things I had never seen before.  She had on a skin tight halter-type bikini
top that was just string on the sides and over the shoulders.  The cups
were so small that all they really covered were her nipples.  The red color
of it made her skin seem paler than it actually was.  It was smaller than a
few of her bikini tops I had seen her wear.

   Her dress, if you could call it that, was a very thin black leather
skirt.  It was so short and tight, as she turned to hand Greg her coat I
could see the curve of each of her ass cheeks.  Her crotch could have only
been a half an inch from being exposed as she stood straight upright.

   A small crowd of people from the office had gathered now.  Greg had her
turn around and raise her arms high over her head..  This caused her skirt
to ride up, revealing that she was wearing red thong lace panties that
hardly covered anything.  Her nipples popped out of her cups on her top
too.

   I could see a wet spot on her crotch and it looked like Greg had pushed
his finger into her pussy through the cloth of her panties since I could
see that they were pressed deep inside of her.  She looked into my eyes and
then gave me a fearful smile.

   Greg stepped in close to her and put his arm around her waist.  Looking
at me with a triumphant glare, he reached down and pulled Megan's dress up
high over her waist, exposing her lower body.  He then tugged on her
panties and pulled them down her long shapely legs.

   Her pussy was clean shaven and wet.  As I watched, Greg ran his hand
over her pussy and then stuck three fingers into her.  His other hand went
to her butt and he jammed two fingers into her asshole.  He smiled at me as
he did this.

   He fingered her for a bit, her face showing pleasure that he gave her.
Her tongue came out and licked her lips as he stroked in and out of her
holes.  His tongue licked across hers several times and then he kissed her
hard.

   They broke apart and he removed his fingers from her.  His hands
traveled up her body, and caressed her breast through her top.  His fingers
worked on her nipples making them hard little buttons.

   Greg then undid Megan's top and pulled it off of her.  She kept her arms
down at her sides, letting her body be exposed fully.  Greg stepped back in
front of her and sucked on her very erect nipples for a second or two
before pulling away.

   `Bill, thanks for letting your wife come on this eight-day trip to
Jamaica with me and be my slut..  I am sure she will keep us entertained
while we are there too.  I think she will sway those clients to do business
with us in a big way.  All eight of them.  They have had a taste of her,
now they get her for a few days to play with.  Not to worry, I will film
everything for you.'

   I turned to Megan.  The last shot at saving our marriage was here and
now.  I had to try.  I could see she had a doubtful look on her face.  It
was like she was being brave for Greg or something.

   `Megan, don't go.  I want you to stay here with me.  Be my wife. 
Please. Don't go with Greg.  I have already told you what to expect if you
leave with him.  I meant every word of that.'

   `Oh Bill, come on.  I have to go you know that.  Besides, those
Jamaicans' have a lot of business that can come your way if I am along to
convince them.  When I get back, we'll talk.  Then we can make those
changes you need me to make.  But I am going with Greg.  We will straighten
this all out when I get back'

   `When you get back, it will be too late, Megan.  If you go with Greg, we
are finished forever.  I mean that.'

   Megan gave me a haunted look, then I saw it change ever so slightly.  I
could see she thought I was being too harsh about this.  She evidently
thought that she would be able to talk me out of leaving her.  Greg had
brainwashed her very well it seemed.

   As Greg took her coat and threw it around her, I could see that her
nipples were still hard.  She also had her juices running down her legs
too. I looked around and saw sympathetic faces looking at me.  Humiliated
as I was, I stood fast and hard.  My mind had been spoken on the matter and
I would be gone before Megan got back from Jamaica.

   `Oh yeah, before I forget Bill, here is a bonus for you.  You're . . .
'services' have paid off very handsomely for you.  You are lucky to have
such a great slu . . .  I mean wife who is interested in your well-being at
work.  Congratulations.'

   He handed an envelope to Megan who handed it to me with a smile.  She
stepped close to me as Greg walked to the front door.  She leaned in to
kiss me and I stepped back and turned to walk away.

   `Bill, aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?'

   `I just did Megan.  I am kissing you goodbye.  Have a nice life.'

   I had my back to her, I just couldn't stay there as she walked out of my
life.

   She gave me a stricken look then Greg came back in and took her hand
pulling her out the door.  I will say that her eyes never left mine until
they were out of sight.  She knew now that I would be as good as my word. I
would be gone and the divorce filed for before she got back.

   I walked the long way down the hall to my new office.  The envelope I
tossed on my desk as I sat down.  I heard a knock and looking up I saw
Albert standing there with several of my people.

   `Bill, can we talk please?'

   `Albert, I really don't feel like talking right now.'

   `Bill.  We really need to talk.  It's about Greg and Megan and everyone
else too.'

   Resigned, I motioned them in.  Eight people trailed in after Albert and
got situated.  I was looking at my secretary Jan, and three other women
from the office under my supervision.  The others I had seen around, but
they were under other people's supervision so I didn't really know them
well.

   They were silent and I realized the were waiting for me to say
something. Not having much choice it seemed, I began to state the obvious.

   `As you all know, my wife has become Greg's . . .  slut.  They just left
for Jamaica, and they are going to be there for eight days as far as I
know. I plan on quitting today.  At least I am turning in my resignation
today.  You have all seen my wife with Greg and how she has acted, so as
you can guess, I will also be filing for a divorce too.  What else is there
to talk about?'

   `Don't act too hastily Bill.  You can save your marriage and get even
with Greg with our help.  That is, if you want to save your marriage with
Megan now.  You have a power over Greg now though.  Your promotion was
given to you because of your hard work and also because you saved those
contracts that Greg had mishandled to the point of losing.'

   `Why would I want to work for the company that hired that son of a bitch
in the first place?  How could I face everyone here knowing that they had
either fucked my wife or seen her being fucked or even just knew about what
has gone on?  This morning I was very sure that I had a small chance of
saving my marriage.  Right now I am very sure that it is over between Megan
and I.  She went with that bastard even after I asked her in front of
everyone here to not go.  Do you have any idea how humiliating that was? 
To beg your wife to stay with you as she lets another man, not her husband,
feel her naked body, finger her, and then take her away?  Hell, she even
argued with me about this trip too.'

   I was overwhelmed with emotion and tears began to fall down my cheeks. I
didn't care.  These people knew what had been done to me by my wife and
supervisor.  They knew my pain.  I put my hands over my face and tried to
get control back.  I was unsuccessful.

   I felt someone at my shoulder.  Looking around I saw it was my secretary
on one side of me and Albert on the other.  He had a hand on my shoulder
and my secretary was holding some Kleenex out to me.

   Taking some tissue from her I began to dry my eyes and wipe my nose.  I
felt so small and alone.  Even though they were here to help me in my time
of need, I really didn't know them well enough to understand why they would
care.

   `Bill.  I was in Megan's position just two years ago.  After you started
here, he left me alone and concentrated on her.  I...he . . .  he used me
like her.  He has used her far more than he did me, but I did have . . . 
s-s-s-ex with some clients for him.  I. . .  oh God, I am so sorry Bill.'

   Jan was crying now too.  I could see pain in her eyes having to relive
what had happened to her.  I knew she was divorced from her husband and
that it had happened just before I came to work here.

   She was a good-looking woman and her red hair shined like fire.  I had
even teased her about that once.  I had never known her history nor what my
wife was doing with Greg at that time either.  I held the tissue box back
up to her.  She gave me a small smile as she took some tissue too.

   `He used drugs and alcohol to suck me into his plot and then when I
realized what was about to happen and decided to fight him, he pulled out
the movies and the threats began.  He even threatened to have something bad
happen to my husband at one point.  Then you and Megan came.'

   Albert lightly shook my shoulder.  His eyes were giving away an emotion
that I couldn't quite put my finger on at the moment.

   `Bill, those tapes I gave you, there is one I didn't give you.  It was
the first time, about two days before that other one.  It shows how Greg
pushed and lies to Megan, causing her to succumb to his deceit.  If you
watch it you will see that if you take it to the audit committee, Greg will
be fired immediately.  Trust me on this.  It will be hard for you to let
anyone else watch but it will get the results to stop this bastard cold. 
It is the same technique that he has used on every woman he has done this
to.'

   `What's the use Albert?  He has ruined my life, my marriage, my love. 
What could be possibly a good enough payback for me now?  He has taken the
love of my life away from me and used her like a whore, to the point that
she thinks and believes in her heart that is what she is.  It's over,
done.'

   `It's not just you Bill.  It's me, Jan, Betty, Julia, and these others
here too.  Many more than are here.  He has used over twenty women in this
way, each progressively harder and nastier than the one before.  If we
don't stop him, what about the next one?  The one after Megan?  You need to
do this Bill and you are the only one who can.  They will have to listen to
you, and they will since they already think a lot about you.  You have it
within your power to take Greg down and down hard.  It will help to make up
what he has done to so many others too.  Even me.  He . . .  my wife . . .
she . . .  killed herself when I found out.  She was so ashamed of what she
had done she . . .  I came home and . . .  too late they said.  She had
taken a whole bottle of one drug and most of another.  I found her laying
there . . .  PLEASE Bill, if not for you, for us?  For me?'

   Albert was having a hard time speaking.  I realized at that moment that
his wife had killed herself over Greg and his predatory ways.  I could see
the pain in his eyes as he tried to tell me about his wife.

   `Oh Albert, I am so sorry.  I never knew.  How could you continue to
work here after that?  Knowing why she did that and that Greg was
responsible for that?  How?'

   `Bill, I had to.  I had a need to see justice done.  He got her drunk at
a Christmas party.  Even though she was married, even though she was black,
even though she was older than him by quite a few years, he got her drunk
and took her in the conference room.  He used her . . .  completely and
then left her laying there as he went back out to the party.  She had that
guilt for over a month then she discovered she was . . .  pregnant.  She
told me what had happened . . .  we fought . . .  that morning I came to
work after telling her that she had to get an abortion.  She refused.  I .
. .  she . . .  when I got home . . .  it didn't matter after that. 
Nothing mattered.  Except that I would get back at him somehow, someway.'

   Albert had salt and pepper gray hair.  I figured he was in his late
fifties so his wife must have been in her early fifties about that time. 
He could see me thinking about this.  He looked at the others in the office
then back at me.

   `She was forty-six the day she . . .  left me.  Her birthday had been
two days before.  She refused to get an abortion because she didn't think
it was the right thing to do.  She couldn't even do it when he had more or
less raped her.  I wish that she had told me that night or the next day. 
We could have changed things maybe.  Please Bill, if not for Megan, will
you help me?  We can get that bastard.'

   `Who else here has been used by him?'

   One by one each told me their story.  Only one couple was still
together, the others had gotten divorced.  I was told about others and some
of what they knew had happened to them too.  Greg had been abusing his
power and using almost everyone under him.  He had even gotten a few of the
partner's wives too.  They had either divorced or quietly split up.  Why
Greg hadn't been taken to task at that time was beyond me.

   After a long meeting and lots more tears from everyone there, I decided
to move against Greg.  With that first tape that I watched with everyone
there, I could see that Greg had pressured my Megan hard and I could see
that he used a drug of some type in her drink too.

   It was on film, him making drinks for her, and several times his motions
didn't fit just pouring a drink.  Also, Megan had begun to act strange. 
Her speech slurred just a bit, and she began to talk openly about things
that I knew she wouldn't have with someone other than me or a very close
friend.

   The conclusion of the movie showed Greg and Megan fucking.  Only fucking
that time.  She had gotten into it toward the end, but it was surely due to
the drinks.  One could see that her resistance was muddled like she
couldn't understand what was happening to her.

   We talked it over and it was decided that I would approach the partners
with the tape and my story, then I would present the written affidavits
from each person in the room.  Signed and sworn by the notary down the
street.

   I decided that I would present everything the next morning.  I made
arrangements to meet with the president of the company.  A matter of
extreme importance, and he was curious.  I told him nothing except that it
was not going to be good news.

   After everyone left my office, the day was pretty well shot.  I picked
up my bonus check and opened it up.  It had been signed by the very man I
was to meet tomorrow.  Fifty-thousand dollars.  A huge check.  I thought of
how sweet it would have been to take that home to show Megan.  How excited
and happy she would have been, before all of this.

   The note enclosed with it said that I had deserved this check and much
more.  I was a valuable and talented person for the company.  I wondered
how much of that would hold true after tomorrow?

   I left early, went home and sat in our livingroom.  My thoughts on my
wife and what she was doing right then.  How I was going to miss hearing
her voice, having her close to me.  I cried and cried.  Like a baby.  I
truly did love her.  I think I was still in love with her even though she
had betrayed me like she had, with so many men.

   I watched the rest of the movies Albert had given me.  More of my wife
having sex with other men.  In one of them I recognized some of the black
men as the Jamaicans's that were clients of the firm's.  They all had her
several times over.  They seemed to really like the fact that she was a
white married chick too.

   I saw that there had been several messages left on our phone.  I ignored
them since I was sure they would be from Megan.  I was sure that even
though I loved her still, with her actions of this morning, we were done.
If only she hadn't left with that bastard.  If only she had shown any
thought for me, any action of love or understanding toward me.

   The next morning I showered and then headed in for work.  I had unhooked
the phone during the night.  It had kept ringing and ringing.  I didn't
want to talk to anyone, especially Megan.  She had made her choice.  She
had humiliated me with her last defiant act in the office the day before.
She had made her choice, and it had not been me.

   As I walked into the office that morning, I noticed that everyone was
looking at me with some kind of look that I didn't understand.  Perhaps it
was faith that I was going to do the right thing, for all of us.  I went
into my office and Jan came in.

   `Good morning Bill.  Are you doing ok?  I . . .  I want to thank you,
regardless of how this all turns out.  You are my hero.  You are doing the
right thing and I admire you very much for that.  Everyone here admires you
Bill.  Everyone.'

   `Yeah, then why am I shaking so bad Jan?'

   I wanted to try a bit of humor to lighten up the mood.  I was nervous
and that was my normal reaction to that.  Jan smiled and then left.  She
came back in a few minutes later.

   `Um, Bill, you have a load of messages.  I think that they are all from
Megan.  Do you want . . .  '

   `Keep them for now.  I will check them after my meeting.  I don't want
to be distracted any more than I already am.  I don't think I could handle
hearing from her at this moment anyway.  Thanks Jan.'

   `Bill, it's really none of my business, but you may want to give Megan a
chance.  I speak from experience on this.  He has a way . . .  he can be
very persuasive, forceful even.  She may still love you very much and want
out from under him Bill.  I know this is hard on you and it may be too
difficult, but I also know that after our divorce, my husband . . .  well
there was a while there where he had second thoughts.  At the time, I just
wanted everything over and done with.  All the fighting, all the
accusations, I was tired.  I wish now I had been stronger.  We may have
stayed married.  At least tell me you will think about it Bill.  I know
that you two loved each other more than other couples seem to at one time
you may not want to give up without a fight.'

   `Thank you Jan.  I will think about it, but I did give her an ultimatum
yesterday.  She left with him anyway, even though I knew about her and him.
I don't think we are going to make it now.  She made her choice, regardless
of my feelings.  But, I will think about it some more.  If only because you
told me your story . . .  well part of it anyway.'

   `Trust me Bill.  It really messes up a woman's mind when Greg plays his
games on them.  He uses threats laced with kind words and positive
statements.  Even though a person hates him, by the time he has his hooks
into you, well, you think that you have to do what he wants.  Kind of like
a hostage, you know, how the victims begin to think they are friends?. 
Besides, you may have the upper hand now.  This could all turn out far
different than Greg has ever thought it would.'

   I sat in my office and thought over Jan's statements.  Yes I did love my
wife still.  But, she had left with Greg.  She knew that I had been serious
when she did too.  I was just so shaken up I couldn't separate my feelings
out well.  That last haunting look at me as he drug her out the door stuck
in my mind too.

   I went into my meeting with the president.  He was shocked and appalled
at my story and the other affidavits I showed him.  That tape, well he
could plainly see that Greg had drugged my wife, on company premises, and
he was livid over that.  He thanked me for the information, apologized to
me.  He also arranged another meeting with me and everyone else.  In the
same conference room where I had first learned of my wife's infidelity.

   I went back to my office.  As I walked past Jan, she jumped up and ran
to block my way.

   `Bill, you need to know that someone is in there waiting for you.  She
came back.  Megan came back.'

   `What?  She is in Jamaica with that bastard.  She left yesterday.'

   `She caught a flight out of Miami this morning.  While you were in your
meeting she came in and begged me to let her in your office.  I think she
wants to try to save her marriage Bill.  She said that Greg was very, very
pissed off when she left him at the Jamaican airport and booked a flight
right back home.  She said that security was called at one point and he was
hauled away while they let her leave.  She had to spend the night in Miami
due to flight schedules.  She tried to get a hold of you to tell you.'

   `She left him at the airport in Jamaica?  She's here?  In my office?'

   `Yes Bill, she is here in your office.  She loves you Bill.  She was not
lying to you about that.  Maybe you should give her one more chance? 
Remember what I told you earlier, regrets don't warm the bed at night, and
you can't snuggle up to them either.  Greg did force her, blackmail her. 
It's up to you of course.  But I think you should give her one more
chance.'

   `I don't know Jan.  I just don't honestly know.  I guess I can talk to
her for a bit though.  Um . . .  hold all my calls please?'

   `Gladly Bill.  It will be my pleasure.'

   I stood in front of my door for a moment gathering myself for what was
to come.  I had resolved to be firm and even harsh if necessary.  In any
event, I had to know for sure that Megan was on the level with me and not
just stalling for time or something else.

   I entered my office to find Megan on my couch, crying.  Her back was to
me and her shoulders were shaking.  Then I saw she had my notepad in hand.
The note pad that had the name of a divorce attorney that I was going to
call.

   `Hi Megan.  What do you want?'

   `Bill!  Oh Bill, I want you.  Please give me a chance.  I walked away
from Greg last night in the airport in Jamaica and the police there had to
be called.  He was livid with me for leaving him.  I had to though.  I
realized as he drug me out that you were very serious about leaving me.  I
also realized that I have been like a trapped animal that begs and acts on
what the person in charge wants.  Oh please say you will give me one chance
Bill.  Please!'

   `Do you know what you are asking me to do Megan?  What if it had been me
that had been running around fucking a bunch of women?  What would you have
done?  Taken me back?  I hardly think so.  I just don't know if it will be
worth it to stay together.  I will always have doubts about your
faithfulness.  Doubts also about my performance and our pleasure's in bed.
Doubts about you not slipping back into this slut mode again.  You had my
heart all this time until you began to crush it with Greg like you did.  I
don't know you at all Megan.  I just don't know.'

   `Bill, I have always loved you throughout this.  Always.  You are my one
and only man that I truly love.  Please, I'm begging you, just one more
chance?  You know he blackmailed me in the beginning.  I had no choice.  I
will die without you.  Oh Bill. . .  please!'

   Jan knocked on the door.  I opened it since I was still standing near
it. She came in and after a quick glance at Megan, told me that I was
wanted in the presidents office.  She didn't know what about, but he wanted
me there right away.

   I looked at Megan and then as I turned to go I told her to wait there
until I got back.  Jan said that she would stay with her and have a `talk'.
I got the feeling that Jan was going to give Megan some advice and I wasn't
sure how Megan would take it.  I hoped that she would at least listen to
Jan.

   When I walked into the presidents office, I saw the other partners and
some board members too.  I was unsure as to what to expect, lately having
had such a mix of bad and good.  I kept my tongue in check and waited for
the president to explain.

   He didn't explain anything.  Instead, one of the board members began to
talk.

   `Bill, I understand that you have been through some harsh things as of
late.  I also am shocked about Greg and what he has been doing over the
years while working for us.  At this moment legal people are viewing your
tape of Megan and him.  They are also arranging interviews with the
victims. There will be charges brought against him for many things, among
them fraud, theft, embezelment and possibly rape, multiple rapes, and
sexual misconduct.'

   `What did you mean by `legal people' viewing that tape?'

   `A district attorney, and two of our own lawyers are checking out Greg's
whole file, his business contacts, his spending and trips, his associations
with certain entities that we have found out are shady and may be illegal.
Also, they are viewing the tape to see if they could bring charges that he
drugged and then had sex with your wife while she was under the influence
of those drugs, which makes a rape charge.'

   `So why do you need me here then?  It seems that you are well under the
way to getting to the heart of this matter.'

   `Well Bill, we have talked it over and had a conference call with the
other board members.  We want to offer you a different promotion.'

   `Okay.  I am afraid I don't understand what you are talking about.  If
you are thinking of offering me Greg's job I will say that I don't think I
would accept that.  I am not sure of many things at this time and whatever
I do decide to do, I will be needing some time to figure it all out.'

   `Well, we want to offer you a partnership Bill.  Not only have you
earned it with your hard work and efforts, you have the integrity that we
like to see here.  This whole thing with Greg is going to be casting a
large shadow over our company and we all agree that you are the only person
who has the faith and backing of the people in the office.  Right now you
are being offered the partnership and three weeks vacation with paid travel
to anywhere you want to go.  For two if you like.  Company credit card to
pay for it all.  No questions asked and no expense to you.  Bottom line
Bill is that we really need you, even though you may not want to stay with
us.  We have to try to do whatever is necessary to keep you.'

   `I don't know.  I have quite a few problems to clear up at the moment. I
just don't know what to say to this new offer.  Can I have some time to
think it over?'

   `Yes, while we would like your answer as soon as possible, you may take
as long as you need.  Please know that this offer is to keep a stellar
worker and is very deserved too.  Not to pressure you too much, but the
people you have working for you are depending on you for their livelihood
too.'

   I left the meeting with a muddled head.  My wife in my office, my people
depending on me, this whole thing with Greg, the large bonus check, and now
they were offering me a partnership on top of it all.  My head was
spinning.

   I walked into my office to find Megan and Jan still talking.  Jan
excused herself and left Megan and I alone.

   `Bill, I have only this to tell you.  It is the honest truth.  I have
really messed up.  I have been a slut, even a whore.  I have cheated on
you, with many men.  I am not deserving of being with you or even having a
chance to stay with you.  All I can say in my defense is that Greg
manipulated me with drugs and threats and other things to make me the slut
he wanted.  I am asking you to go farther that any husband should have to
go in forgiving a wife for a transgression.  I am begging you to give me
one more chance to set things right between us, to be your wife again,
you're faithful, loving wife.'

   `Megan, there are so many thoughts and fears in my head at this time.  I
just don't know if I can deal with what you have done to me, let alone deal
with taking you back.  I still love you, I know that for sure.  I just
don't know if we can still be a couple, let alone a happy couple.  So many
things have happened to us both that we have changed fundamentally in our
hearts.  I . . .  I . . .  Oh, this is so hard . . .  I want you to come
home with me tonight.  I may be making a big mistake right now, but I want
you at home tonight.  I cannot promise we will stay together or anything
else for that matter.  All I know is I want you at home tonight.'

   Megan jumped up and hugged me close to her.  Her tears began to fall on
my shirt as she held me to her.  I could feel her heart beating as I stood
there.  Looking into her eyes I could still see that love she had for me I
had once taken for granted.

   Her arms stayed around my body as I slowly brought mine up to hold her.
I was numb yet though, and not sure of what I really felt towards her.  I
knew there was some anger in me yet and pain.  What else I didn't know.

   We stood there for a bit hugging each other.  Then I broke away and
asked her to sit in front of my desk.  I had to know.  The hardest
questions were about to be asked by me.  I hoped that Megan would be honest
and straight forward.

   `Megan, I . . .  I need to know.  When and how it all started.'

   `Oh.  I'm so ashamed Bill.  Don't get angry at me please?  This is going
to be hard on both of us.  I don't know where to start.'

   `Try the beginning.  When did this all start and how did he get you to
do these things?'

   `Remember that barbeque Greg had summer before last?  The one that you
missed because you had to go to Texas at the last minute to talk to
clients?'

   `That long ago?  Oh God Megan.  That long and I never knew, never even
had an inkling of what was going on?' `Well, to get on with this, you
called me and said I should go to it without you anyway.  You thought I
would have fun.  So I went.  I wore that yellow sun dress that day.  When I
got to the barbeque I saw that there were only a few people there.  I
almost left, but Greg smoothly persuaded me to stay.  I had a few drinks
and then we ate.  I ended up visiting with almost everyone and was actually
having fun.  Then, as the day drew on I knew it was time for me to be
going. Several of the people had left already and it was getting late.

   Greg had been keeping my drinking glass full all afternoon and when I
got up to go to the bathroom prior to leaving I found out that I was quite
woozy.  I knew that I had too much to drink and didn't know what to do.  I
couldn't drive home like I was.  Greg must have known that I was real
drunk, especially since he had been feeding the drinks to me all afternoon.

   After I got out of the bathroom I mentioned that I should be going home
but I needed to call a cab.  Greg insisted that he would drive me home if I
would wait until everyone had left.  Seeing as most of the people had left
already and only a few diehards were remaining, I said that I would
appreciate a ride home.

   Soon, everyone had left.  I had thought that one man had gone in and not
come back out of his house, but then I could have missed seeing him leave
anyway.  Greg cleaned up a few things and put away the barbeque grill. 
Then he called me into the house to see something.  Since he had been such
a gentleman so far I had no idea of what he was about to do.

   When I got in the house he was making me another drink.  I accepted,
even though I wanted to go home, mostly I accepted it because I didn't want
to offend him.  As I drank it I began to feel hot and, well, horny.  My
pussy was tingling and my nipples began to get hard and sensitive.  I
didn't realize it at the time but he had drugged the drink I was having. 
It was making me so horny and sexy feeling I just felt like I had to let
loose.

   He then asked me if I had time for a short dance.  Feeling the way I did
and being slightly out of it I accepted.  As we danced he felt me up and
held me in very sexual ways.  We went from one song to another and then
another.

   At one point we were doing a real sexual bump and grind and I actually
began to hump his leg as we danced.  This made me hotter and hotter.  I
knew deep down I should be going, but my body had other ideas.

   Greg had been feeding me compliments all afternoon and he was really
pouring it on by then.  I felt so sexy and so horny I just went along with
his suggestions and pretty soon he sat down and talked me into doing a
strip-tease.

   When I got down to my bra and panties he got back up and started to
dance with me.  As he did he would reach out and tug on my bra or panties
here and there.  Since he wasn't attacking me, and I was still under the
influence of whatever he had given me, I never paid any attention.  Until I
realized that he had gotten my bra undone and it was falling off of me.  I
tried to stop at that point but his words and the music and how I was
feeling made me easily do what he wanted me to do.

   Pretty soon my panties followed my bra and we were dancing with him
dressed and me naked.  His hands started to work on my nipples and pussy,
and pretty soon I was begging him for relief.  He took off his shirt and
jeans.  Since he wore no underwear, I immediately saw his huge hard cock. I
was so hot and bothered by then I just reached out and touched it.  As I
held it he asked me to kiss it.  Soon I was on my knees sucking him.  He
was gentle and didn't press me to do anything I didn't want to do.  He held
my hair as I sucked on his cock, taking only a little bit in.

   Then he just picked me up and laid me on his bed.  I spread my legs . .
.oh God this is hard to tell Bill.  I'm so sorry.  I . . .  I spread my
legs and he mounted me.  His cock filled me so full.  I came almost
immediately and kept cumming as he began to fuck me.  I came several strong
times and then lots of little ones.  I couldn't understand why I came so
much and why I was so horny.  Afterwards we lay together and I fell asleep.
When I woke up I was home in our bed.  I was naked and I also had fresh cum
running out of my pussy.  I think he fucked me while I was passed out on
our bed too.

   After that, when I realized what we had done I didn't know what to do. I
was mortified that I had cheated on you.  I hated myself and him for
allowing me to betray you like I had.  But to my shame, I remembered how
good it had been and how I had encouraged him too.

   Then a few weeks later while you were once again out of town, Greg
stopped by.  He wanted to take me to lunch and talk to me about what had
happened.  I hadn't realized yet that he had drugged me.  I figured I had
to much to drink and it just happened.

   I knew we had to settle what we had done that day and I needed to make
sure he understood it had been a mistake and could not happen again.  We
went to this out of the way bar.  As we ate he got me a drink and pretty
soon I was getting woozy again.  I knew that this was wrong and trouble,
but the effect of the drink soon had me hot all over, just like at his
barbeque.

   He ended up taking me to his place and this time he was rougher with me.
I found that I loved the rough sex.  His `ownership' of me caused something
deep inside me to just let go and let him take charge.

   When he jammed my head down on his cock and held me so I couldn't get
away I panicked.  I was choking and couldn't breathe.  He calmed me down by
talking to me and telling me what to do to breathe and relax my throat. 
Pretty soon I was proud of the fact that I could take all ten inches of his
hard cock to his balls.

   I thought at first that you would be so surprised when I gave you deep
throat like that, then I knew I could never do that because it would cause
you to ask questions about how I had learned to do that.  Greg took my
pussy hard that time too.  At first it hurt, but then after a bit, I really
started to love his cock ramming me deep as it was.

   Later, he took my ass even though I put up a hard fight.  He had a grip
on my hips and held me there as he forced his cock all the way into me. 
Again, like the deep throat and hard driving fucking we had just done, I
was soon begging for his cock in my asshole.  I loved the feeling and the
pain went away leaving a delicious feeling of nastiness that caused my
orgasm to be the biggest one I had ever had.  I was cumming for the
umpteenth time when he pulled out and rammed his cock into my throat again.
I was so lost in my fuck and suck trance I just let him fuck my throat and
then I . . .  I cleaned him up with my tongue and lips.  After he had been
in my asshole.  I knew that was something only a dirty slut would do.  He
reinforced that thought in my head and ever since he has called me his
slut. Either that or his whore.  He rarely called me by my given name. 
Just slut or whore.  The weird thing was the more he called me slut the
more I wanted to be one.

   I fell into his trap, and he took me, used me, and left me wanting more.
By the time you knew, when you saw . . .  when he stripped me at the party
that night . . .  I had become his slut and I would do anything for him. 
Even though I loved you as much if not more than always, he had me twisted
up in his little scheme so that I hardly knew who I was.

   All the sneaking around we did added excitement to it too.  He kept up
with the words and knew what to say and when to say it to keep me hooked on
his sexual pleasure trip.  That is how it started and how he kept me Bill.
No secrets from me.  Is there anything you need or want to know other than
that?'

   `Why did you keep doing it for him though.  When you were home you would
be so loving to me and so straight and narrow.  How could you do that and
be . . .  well such a slut for him?'

   `I don't know Bill.  He has this way with words and actions that caused
me to want more.  So many times I started to tell you.  So many times I
would look at you and realize that if I did tell you, you would hate me or
leave me.  Greg had reinforced that impression on me too.  I never knew
that I could have told you and we might have survived even then.  Not until
it was really too late.  Also he usually slipped drugs into my first or
second drink quite often.  Those would make me so horny and hot that I had
to have relief.

   Yesterday I finally realized that he was using me for sex only and that
he would toss me aside when he tired of me.  I also saw that I had broken
your heart.  Greg had me convinced that you would buy into the life style I
was doing.  He had worked on me the whole time with little things here and
there.

   He would say things like, `Wait until you show your husband how good you
are with three men at a time.' Or `Your husband would love to watch you
fuck other men.  He would even join in.' Pretty soon I was believing him
about that too.  Especially since we had talked about bringing in others to
our relationship at one time.  I knew that you hadn't really wanted to, the
conversation had been about others doing that.'

   `Since you are being open here, Megan, I have a confession to make too.
When you were in that conference room with those men, when they were all on
you, in all your holes, I . . .  even though I was angry and hurt like you
wouldn't believe . . .  I had . . .  I got . . .  an erection.  In some
sick twisted way, it did turn me on.  But I don't now nor did I then want
to watch you having sex with others.  Not like that anyway.'

   `Bill, it was naked people having sex right in front of you.  Kinda like
a porno movie like we watch from time to time.  You couldn't help yourself.
Naked people having sex like we were . . .  well, it doesn't surprise me.'

   `It surprised me Megan.'

   Megan hung her head.  Tears fell again.  I could see that she was
struggling with all of this.  I reached out and took her hand.  Looking at
me she smiled a rueful smile and then wiped her eyes.

   `Oh Bill, I so love you and I have driven you away from me.  What do we
do now?  I can't live without you.  I want to make it up to you somehow if
it is possible.  Can you ever love me again like we were before?'

   `I honestly do not know Megan.  I want to love you like before but the
memories of yesterday and the party . . .  you have to admit you have been
very harsh towards me.  I have been cut to the bone with your words and
actions in front of others.  All I know is too much has happened too fast
for me to digest it all logically right now.  Lets go home, get something
to eat, and see if we can put all of this behind us.'

   `You want me to come home with you Bill?'

   `Yes, if we are going to try to fix this you need to be with me at home.
I don't know what we will do or how this is going to go yet, but I do know
my love for you is still in me.  It has been pushed back and down, but I
can still feel it there.'

   `That is more than I deserve.  I'm so sorry about all this Bill.'

   I stood up and took her into my arms.  Hugging, I found myself kissing
her.  I didn't know when did it, I just did.  I held her for quite a while,
then broke away.  I could feel anger in me yet too.  This was going to be a
very hard thing to get over.

   As we left the office, I saw Jan smiling towards us.  I told her we were
headed home for the night.  She leaned over her desk and gave me a kiss on
the cheek.

   `Remember Bill, it isn't going to be easy to forget, but Megan does love
you still.  And I think you love her too.  Just take it slow and easy.  If
you start to feel angry or mad, get out and away from her and let your
feelings subside before you go back.  Trust me on this.  Both of you will
have strong feelings that need to be aired, but cautiously with lots of
care.'

   `Thanks Jan.  I will take your advice to heart.  I just don't know where
this will go from here now though.  Um . . .  I will be gone for a while.
Probably three weeks or so.  If anything comes up have Ted take care of it
please.  Megan and I are taking a little vacation to sort things out.'

   `Ted to handle any problems.  Got it.  You and Megan try to have some
fun while you are `vacationing' too Bill.  God knows that at least you
deserve some fun, and it wouldn't hurt for Megan to have some fun too.  See
you when you get back.'

   Megan and I went home.  Once there, we stayed apart, each thinking about
our demons.  I made up some dinner while Megan was in the bedroom.  I had
walked up to knock on the door when I heard her crying softly.  I just
asked through the door if she wanted anything special to eat.  She told me
whatever I was having would be fine.

   I could tell that there had been a wall built between us that was going
to be hard to knock down.  She was probably sure that at some point I was
going to leave her or perhaps get violent with her.  To be honest, I didn't
know myself what I would do.  My thoughts at first had been to leave her
and go away to somewhere I wasn't known and start all over.  Jan and Albert
had convinced me to at least give Megan one more chance.

   I made a simple meal and called Megan when it was ready.  We ate in
silence, me because I had no idea of what to say or do now.  It was like
two strangers eating at the same table.  That discomfort of not knowing how
to act or what to do.

   After eating, I took the dishes in to the kitchen to wash them and Megan
followed me to help.  We cleaned up with small talk about the weather and
life in vague general terms.  Afterwards I went to the living room to read.
She followed me and sat as close as she could.  I could see that something
was on her mind.

   I put the book down and waited for her to start the conversation.  I
knew that we were about to explore all the pain and trouble we had.  I
hoped that I would be able to control my temper and not over-react.

   `Bill.'

   Megan spoke so softly I had to listen hard to hear her.

   `What are you thinking about right now?'

   `Well, I am just numb yet Megan.  I have so much to say and ask and yet
my anger and hurt are keeping me silent for some reason.  `What are you
thinking?'

   `How much I have hurt you.  How much I wish that I had never done what I
have done.  How much I love you.  Oh what I would give to go back to a year
and a half ago and make far better decisions about things.'

   `They say that time will heal all wounds Megan.  I know that I have some
very raw open wounds right now.  I also have doubts that they are going to
heal at all.  I have to be honest with you.  What you have done.  The ways
you have acted.  The things you did to me with him . . .  them . . .  it
hurts more than I can stand.'

   She moved her chair closer to me and reached out to take my hand in
hers. I recoiled at first, then I relaxed a bit and let her hold it.  I had
mixed emotions about her touch, her nearness, her smell.  She was still my
Megan, but now I knew that she was a totally different person than I had
grown to love and cherish.

   Looking into my eyes, she began to talk to me.  Her words cut me deeply
at first, then I realized she was trying to tell me in her own way how much
she truly did care for me.

   `You had begun to work more and more leaving me out of your life.  I
felt that you were married to your job more than to me.  Always gone with
this client or that client.  Having to go here and there at a moments
notice to save the day.  I felt a bit neglected.  I know that you were
doing it so that both of us would benefit in the long run, but still I had
that feeling that I was losing you to your work.'

   `I neglected you?  I loved you with all my being Megan.  Yes sometimes
work did take me away for days, but usually I was home every night with
you.'

   `You were home Bill, but you had work to do in your office for hours on
end most nights.  I could see you working over there at your desk, but you
couldn't see me sitting right here needing just a few minutes of
attention.'

   `Why didn't you ever say anything about your feelings Megan?'

   `I didn't want to upset you.  I knew what you were doing was important
for your work.  After all, you were in the process of trying to save
contracts that Greg had almost lost.  That, and you were bringing in more
contracts at the same time.  Many people's jobs depended on you doing your
job well.  I knew that.  I felt it best to suffer in silence and wait for
the day that you could spend more time with me.'

   `I never knew Megan.  If I had known, I would have made time for you
each day.'

   `I know that Bill.  I know that.  Anyway, one day, matter of fact the
day before Greg's barbeque, when you had to go to Texas, I sat at home
feeling sorry for myself.  I was alone, horny, and sad.  I was a prime
target for Greg's push the next day, especially after you pushed me to go
to his party to begin with.  Yes, I was even a bit mad at you for being
gone.  It all added up to my wanting that which you were not able to give
me since you were gone.  I can see now that Greg had made you be the one to
travel so he could get his grip on me.'

   `Did he tell you that is what he did?'

   `Not in so many words Bill, just his actions after we fought about it
all.  After the third time, when he brought in other men and made me have
sex with them, well, I should be fair and say that he didn't force me, but
he did pressure me in his way, he said that he hadn't sent you to the ends
of the country so that we would fight about what he wanted.  I knew then
that he had planned for me to have sex with him and become his slut.  Then
it got crazy.  He had been feeding me a drug in my drinks, and one night he
didn't put it in.  I still felt sexy and horny.  He was telling me what a
slut I was and I found that I was responding to his words in ways that I
had never dreamed I would find making me feel sexy at all.'

   `He was brainwashing you Megan.  It's kind of like the Stockholm
syndrome.  After his control of you took hold, you began to believe he was
a true friend and would protect you and also make you feel good.  The sex
he had you having also enforced that feeling.  I have heard some stuff over
the last few days.  Someone felt I needed to try to understand why you did
what you did in front of me.'

   `Deep inside I knew what I was doing was wrong and a terrible thing to
be doing to you.  When he told you about that promotion in the conference
room that night I had been being fed little ideas about how much you would
love to see me fucking other men.  Greg had been putting that in my head
all along but in the days leading up to the party he had really began to
push those thoughts harder.  Even though I was sure that I would hurt you,
my mind and his suggestions made me hide that little flame of warning and
accept those lies he fed me.'

   Megan began to cry.  I could feel hot tears on my cheeks as well.  Greg
had maneuvered, pushed, prodded, tugged, and pulled Megan into this.  He
had used drugs and alcohol to assist him in breaking down her resistance.
He had done it all like a professional too.

   `But what about what you told me that night?  I was sure that was you
talking not Greg.'

   `Oh Bill, it was me, but a far different me than I really am.  While you
were kept busy with everyone at the party, Greg had taken me in a back
office.  He shaved my pussy as Jim and a few others watched.  Then he had
Jim fuck me, followed by two other men.  The whole time he was feeding me
my script of what to say and how to say it.  He had given me a couple of
drinks with that drug in it even though he hadn't used it in some time.  He
knew that I couldn't have gone through with what we were about to do to you
without that.  That's why I said what I said.  It wasn't anything I would
have done or said with you present without the pressure and the drugs.  He
made sure I would be amendable to his will.'

   We talked for quite some time.  About midnight, as exhausted as I was I
said it was time for bed.  We looked at each other, staring, unsure of what
to do.  I finally stood and took her hand.  If we were to stay together,
then I felt I had to show her that I would try to be her husband again.

   We undressed across the bed from each other.  I had always slept naked
so I stripped just like any other night and got under the covers.  Megan
had stripped and then put on her pajama's.  she crawled into be and we lay
next to each other just staring at the ceiling.

   I turned and leaned in, giving her a light kiss that I intended to land
on her cheek.  She had turned her head at that moment and I ended up
kissing her on her lips.  Suddenly we were both wildly kissing and groping
each other.

   The more we did that hotter it got.  Pretty soon I was tearing off her
pajama's and grabbing her breasts.  I put my mouth on her nipples and began
to suck on each one in turn.  While my lips were on one my fingers were
pinching the other, hard.

   Megan had begun to moan as I pushed harder and harder.  I soon had my
hand on her pussy, fingering her roughly.  Looking back now, I know that my
anger was coming out at that point.  I pinned her down under me and
straddled her thighs.  My hard cock was slipping through the lips of her
pussy, the head rubbing her clit as we dry fucked.  Her juices soon drove
me to stick my cock in her hard and deep.

   Megan groaned as I drove into her and then cried out as I began to ram
her hard and fast.  I found that I had her nipple between my teeth and as I
drove back and forth in her pussy, I was biting hard on that nipple too. 
She was crying as I jammed her, fully inserting my cock in her depths and
holding there as I shot off.

   After I came, I realized that I had hurt her bad.  She rolled over and
shuddered as she wept.  I was angry at myself for the way I had just taken
a beautiful thing between us and struck out in an insane meanness.

   I put my hand on her shoulder, and she flinched away from me.  I felt
very low at that moment.  I had struck back at her in the most cowardly way
and I didn't feel good about any of it.  My inner demons had surfaced and
taken over my body and tried to exact justice for her slutty ways.  It was
not at all what I had wanted to happen.  I hadn't even seen it coming until
it was over and done with.

   `Megan, I am so sorry.  I don't know why I hurt you just now.  Oh God, I
am so sorry.'

   She turned onto her back.  I saw that her nipple was bleeding.  I had
almost bit it off.  I felt ashamed and even afraid.  Afraid that if I could
hurt her like that during sex, and not realize it or stop it, what chance
did we have of making it?

   She reached out and took my hand.

   `I deserved that.'

   `No, you didn't.  I had no right.  There is no excuse for what I have
just done to you.  Oh God Megan, I am so sorry for hurting you.  I can't
believe I acted this way.  It's just that I am so hurt and angry with you I
just don't know . . .  I just . . .'

   She looked into my eyes with a searching look.  She was deciding
something.  What, I was not sure.  But she was thinking about something.

   `Bill, we need to get some help.  Marriage counseling or something. 
What has happened to us will take far more than just us talking.  I have
destroyed our marriage, the trust that went with it, and your love for me.
I also think that you need to find a way to even up things.  You know, get
even with me for the pain I have caused you.'

   `Get even with you?  How do you propose that I do that?  Two wrongs do
not make a right Megan.  If I tried getting even like you hurt me it would
make me no different than Greg . . .  or . . .  you.'

   I got up and got her a band-aid for her nipple.  I knew that I had hurt
her with my very hard strokes into her pussy as well.  I could only hope
that I had done no permanent damage internally.

   The next morning I went in to work to clear up some things before taking
the time off.  Jan met me at my office door.  She had a troubled look on
her face.

   `What are you doing here?  I thought you and Megan were going to go work
things out.'

   `Well, we were, then last night, we made love.  Only it wasn't love on
my part.  I think somewhere it became hate of her.  I hurt her pretty bad
Jan.  I . . .  well I was ramming her too hard when we . . .  she was
hurting inside this morning still.  I also bit her too hard and almost bit
off her . . .  nipple.  What am I going to do Jan?  I love her so much yet
I also hate her for what she did to me.  How can I fix this mess?  You
know, last night she told me I had to find a way to get even with her.  How
in the hell could she want me to do that after what she saw she put me
through?'

   `She's right you know.  You have to get even somehow.  You have to hurt
her at least a little bit to let her know how much she hurt you.  I know my
husband didn't do anything.  Nothing at all.  He just pick a fight with me,
yelling things.  Then the accusations would start.  Every time, the same
thing.  I think if you don't find a way to get even, or at least get around
this anger, you and Megan are not going to make it.'

   `I know you're right.  Megan is too.  I just can't see how two wrongs
will make a right.  What in the hell am I supposed to do anyway?  I think I
am going to admit defeat and walk away like I had planned to at first. 
Megan and I aren't going to make it because I cannot let go of my anger and
hurt.'

   `Bill, I can help you.  I think that several of us can and will help
you. Let me talk to the other ladies and see if we can't come up with
someway to help you get your justice and get even so you and Megan can go
on with your lives.'

   `What Jan?  What can you and the others do that would help me with my
anger.  I don't understand.'

   `You will have to just trust me Bill.  I have an idea and if the others
will help me, you will get what you need, and Megan will finally understand
just what you have been feeling and gone through..'

   `Well, against my better judgement, I guess I have no choice other than
to at least wait and hear your plan.  What should I do in the mean time?  I
am afraid I might lose it and really hurt Megan bad.'

   `Kick her out.  Make her go to a motel and stay.  Either that or you
move out for a bit.  Not permanent, just until you get a plan to get things
set right.  I think that is your only choice at the time Bill.'

   `Oh, God.  What if I kick her out and she finds that she actually loves
to fuck around?  What if she finds another Greg to use her?  I can't trust
that she will be faithful to me.'

   `That is why you need to do this Bill.  This way she will have to prove
to you that she can be trusted.  That she will have to resist the
temptation to fuck around.  She will be proving to you that she will be
faithful to you and you alone.  Trust me.  You have to do it this way. 
Kick her out.  You can give her enough to survive on for the time it takes
for my plan to come to fruitation.  I think you will get your comeuppance
too.'

   I went home a while later, having had Jan give me the right words to use
to get Megan to understand that this move out on her part was for the best.
It didn't go real well.  She cried and was certain that this was a prelude
to my divorcing her.  I told her that with the way things were going
divorce would probably be a certainty if she didn't move out.

   She went to a condo that I found out the company had an interest in.  I
set her up for a several month stay.  I was beside myself and several times
I had to literally prevent myself from backing out and letting her stay.

   I dropped her off at her place and she tried to get me to come in.  I
couldn't.  I knew I would buckle and then take her home.  I told her that
she had to stay away from other men.  She had to be faithful to me.  No
fucking around.  If she did, we would be through at that moment.

   She agreed readily enough.  She asked me what I was planning to do next.
I told her that I had a plan for getting even with her.  She should
remember that she started all of this and the only way it was going to end
is if I could find a release for my anger.

   She was afraid of this whole idea of moving out and my getting even all
of the sudden.  I guess she had thought I would refuse to get even and then
things would get back to normal.  I knew that if I didn't get even in some
way, our marriage would be done.

   `Bill, are you going to fuck another woman?  Is that how you plan on
getting rid of your anger?  I don't want to lose you, but I can't stand the
thought of you being with any other woman.  Please don't do that.'

   `I don't see as you have much of a choice Megan.  You had sex with other
men.  Many other men.  You even loved all of it too.  You offered to do
things for other men that you never did for me.  Regardless of what you
want, whatever I decide you will have to live with or walk.  I can't go on
being mad at you.  I want to love you and live with you, but not with the
anger.'

   I went in to work and Jan came into my office with three other women. 
Paula, Samantha, and Sue.  They were pretty good looking and all had been
under Greg's thumb at one time or the other.  Each had suffered and then
lost their husbands.  All because Greg used them after drugging them and
getting them messed up.

   Jan's plan shocked me at first.  Then as I thought about it I couldn't
believe that the others would do this.  Jan's plan was simple in it's
execution.  Simple yet deadly.  I was not so sure it would work.  I was
also afraid it would backfire some how too.

   `This is what we came up with Bill.  You are going to have a harem.  We
are going to be your fuck buddies and get even with Megan.  She will
witness each time we are together too.  I figure that it will take between
six and eight times to get you over the anger and Megan seriously educated
on how and why you are so hurt by her cheating.'

   `I can't ask you to do this Jan.  You all have been through so much
already and doing this for me is . . .  well I just can't let you do this
for any reason.  My cheating on Megan would not fix anything at all.'

   `Bill, first of all, we have all done what Megan has done.  Secondly, we
are all unattached.  What's more, we want to do this for you.  Besides, you
are a handsome and sexy man.  We will be getting benefits from this too.  I
know that I haven't had sex for over a year.  Neither have the others.  You
will be doing us a huge favor and getting your life back together with
Megan in the process.  If my husband had done something like this we might
have stayed together.  I would have been heartbroken, but I would also have
known what he had felt like too.'

   `God Jan.  I just don't know.  I am confused to begin with.  What if I
decide that I like you, or one of the others and want to run off with them?
What then?'

   `Then you would probably have left Megan anyway Bill.  Look, you need us
to help you get back on an even keel with Megan.  You need the outlet and
thought of getting even with her for fucking all those other men.  You also
need it to be from some ladies who are not out to take you away from your
wife but help you to stay with her.'

   `Jan, you know that two wrongs don't make a right.  We can't do this. 
It just isn't right.  I am a married man in love with his wife.'

   `Bill, are you hearing what you are saying?  Your loving wife fucked
around on you with coworkers and clients.  She gave them parts of her that
you have not had.  She let them do things with her and to her that you may
never know about.  Your loving and devoted wife would then come home and
pretend that everything was fine with her hubby and her.  You are married
to a slut.  A whore.  She even has told you that herself.  You have every
right to do this.  The only difference is that you will be doing it in
front of her every time.  She will always be present.  That alone will
teach her the pain and suffering you have endured.'

   `Well, how do you propose to start this anyway?  We need to hurry up and
get this over with before I change my mind.'

   `Invite Megan over for some reason tomorrow night.  It's a Friday and we
have the next day off so we can all get some rest after our first walk
through.  We will show up around seven.  Don't tell Megan anything about
this either.  She has to be surprised for this to work right.'

   `Ok, seven tomorrow night.  I'll make sure she is with me before that.
Is there anything I need to have on hand?  You know . . .  condoms or
something like that?'

   `No condoms Bill.  You are safe as are the rest of us.  You need to
experience things pretty much like Megan did.  She didn't get condoms used
while she was being fucked did she?  Greg hated condoms so I know that none
of the men had to wear them to fuck your wife.  Just as she was filled with
cum, you need to fill some other women with cum too.  Trust me on this.'

   `It will just be you tomorrow then?'

   `No silly!  All of us are coming over.  We are your harem aren't we? 
Your wife didn't fuck one man at a time, neither will you fuck just one of
us at a time.'

   I went home feeling a bit devious and not too good about all of this.  I
was worried about the many things that could go wrong and backfire on me. I
hoped that Megan would be able to withstand what we were about to do.  I
hoped I would be able to too.

   The following night Megan and I were in my living room talking when Jan
and the others walked in.  Jan didn't knock, she just led them in and sat
next to me on the couch.  Megan had a strange look on her face.  She
started to get mad when they took off the coats they were wearing and all
they had on were sexy lingerie and heels.

   `Bill, what's going on?  Why are they here dressed like . . .  like . .
.'

   `Like what Megan?  Like they are ready to go to bed with a man and make
him feel real good?'

   `I was thinking more like sluts ready to fuck anybody in front of them.'

   `Well Megan, this is part of the new plan now.  I will remind you that
you were the one who said I needed to get even with you.  You were the one
who insisted that as a matter of fact.  This is part of that getting even.'

   `I didn't think that you would go get four women from your work and use
them this way.  I never would have believed that Jan and Paula would do
this let alone Samantha and Sue too.  I can't believe that you are going to
have sex with four women.  That's not . . .  I can't . . .'

   `What Megan?  You had sex with how many other men?  I sure don't know,
do you?  This is part of the payback you told me I needed.  If you don't
want to stay married then there's the door . . .  slut.'

   Megan had tears in her eyes but she didn't get up and leave.  She stayed
right there.  Jan came up to me and began to caress my shoulders as
Samantha and Sue tied up Megan so she couldn't leave now.  Nor would she be
able to strike out at us either.

   Paula started to undo the buttons on my shirt and Jan started on my
pants.  In a matter of a few minutes I was naked with four women in
babydoll nighties fondling me.  I was nervous but even with that my cock
got hard as it had ever been.

   Four sets of hands touching me.  Four sets of lips kissing me
everywhere. Tongues licking, mouths sucking, I was in heaven.  Megan sat
there unable to do anything but cry as my harem began to use my body for
their pleasure.

   Samantha had started to suck on my cock taking it all into her mouth and
down her throat.  Paula was licking and sucking my balls, Jan had thrust
her breasts in my face and Sue was stroking my chest and kissing me all
over wherever there was space.

   I started to cum so quickly that it surprised me.  I managed to get a
hand on Samantha's head and tap to let her know I was very close.  She took
my hand and laid it on top of her head and held it there as I began to
shoot off.

   My cum went right down her throat as she held on me.  Paula moved up and
began to whine for equal taste.  Samantha pulled off of me and Paula took
my still spurting cock into her mouth and swallowed the remainder of my
cum.

   I had just been given the hottest blowjob I had ever had.  Two women on
me and they swallowed too.  Jan moved down and began to lick around the
base of my cock and Paula backed off letting her suck me too.  I soon had
all four of them taking turns sucking me.

   I pulled Sue up and had her straddle my head.  Her clean shaven pussy
right above me, almost dripping with her juices.  I put my hands on her
hips and pulled her down so that my tongue could penetrate her hot tight
pussy.  She tasted so sweet and good.  I placed a finger on her tight
little brown bud and toyed with that as I began to eat her out.

   Sue was rubbing around my face and I felt my cock getting hard again as
several someone's licked and sucked me.  I next felt something hot and wet
on the head of my cock.  As it enveloped me I realized that someone was
slipping their pussy down over my cock.

   Sue raised up to sit upright over my head and I got a glance of Paula
sitting facing Sue.  Paula was fucking me as Sue came to orgasm on my
tongue.  I noticed that Jan had sat next to Megan and was talking to her in
real low tones.  I couldn't hear them, but I could see that Megan was still
crying as she watched her formerly faithful and loving husband have hot
nasty sex with not one, but four beautiful women.

   Paula brought herself to orgasm on my hardness and moved off of me.  I
saw Samantha straddling me next.  Her pussy had hair all around with the
exception of her pussy lips.  Those she kept clean shaven.  I was real
surprised at how tight she was too.  She had to have been doing Kegel
exercises to have had that kind of tone there.

   I was still hard, but I knew that I wasn't going to cum anytime soon.  I
laid there enjoying the tightness of Samantha's pussy as she humped up and
down on my hard shaft.  Sue had moved off of me and was kissing me,
exploring my mouth with her tongue.

   I had my fingers in Sue's pussy rubbing her.  She took them in her hand
and moved them just a bit and I soon had my fingers buried in her asshole.
She was moaning as I fingered her there.  I could feel pussy juice dripping
on my wrist too.  Sue was very hot and ready to fuck for sure.

   After Samantha got off on me she moved away as Jan guided Sue over me.
Sue was facing away from me and she squatted down her hand guiding me into
her ass.  Once she had taken me fully inside, she laid back on my chest.  I
reached down and began to finger her pussy which was literally running with
her juices.

   I looked around and saw Jan strapping on a dildo.  She moved around and
got between Sue's legs and carefully inserted her `cock' into Sue's pussy.
I could feel the bumps and ridges of Jan's dildo rubbing on my cock through
that thin layer of flesh that separated Sue's pussy and ass.

   As Jan began to stroke in and out of Sue the movement caused my cock to
throb.  Sue was moaning loudly as Jan and I fucked both of her holes.  I
could feel my orgasm approaching.  Jan was ramming into Sue now and Sue was
rocking back and forth with the motion of Jan's fucking her.  I found that
not only was Jan fucking Sue now, she was in effect fucking me too.

   I started to cum and Sue groaned as I did.  I could feel my hot cum
flooding her tight ass and causing her to become slippery.  Jan brought Sue
off after a bit and my cock never left Sue's asshole until after Jan had
gotten off of us.

   Sue turned around and kissed me.  A nice long and deep kiss.  She then
broke away and looking into my eyes she told me thank you.

   I acknowledged her thanks and thanked her myself.  She got off of me and
I moved up to take Jan by her shoulders and lay her back on the bed.  I
spread her legs and removed the strap-on.  Then I laid between her legs and
began to lick and suck her pussy.

   Her hands went to my head, holding me.  Soon Jan was moaning and pulling
me into her hard.  I had placed three fingers into her pussy.  She was very
wet and tight.  My tongue was licking her clit in between the little
sucking I gave it.  I loved the feel of her clit between my lips.  So soft
and tender, yet so hard.  I sucked on it and soon it stood out like a
little cock.  Jan had a nice big clit.

   Sue and Samantha had gone off somewhere and Paula was sitting next to
Megan.  Megan.  My wife was still crying, tears falling off her cheeks as
she watched me eating out Jan.  All at once I felt an exhilarating feeling
of power.  Megan had a lost and shocked look on her face.  Probably just
like I had that day not so long ago while she had been in Greg's lap
getting fingered by him.

   I lifted my head for a second and smiled.  Then I returned to sucking on
Jan's clit.  Jan started to cum and cum hard as I sucked her.  I felt her
knees close tight on my head as her hands pulled me into her so far that I
couldn't breathe.  I had slipped a finger into her asshole along with the
three in her pussy.  My sucking her clit had taken her over the edge.

   Afterwards I laid naked on the bed in front of Megan.  My cock was soft
now, but I knew that the night was far from over for us.  Leaving Megan
tied up, I went in and showered.  Paula joined me there and soaped up my
back and then my front.

   As we showered she took my cock in her hand and with the touch of a
professional massager she began to stroke me.  When I got hard she rinsed
us both off and pulling me out of the shower she knelt in front of me and
began to suck my cock.

   Jan walked Megan in and sat her on the toilet.  Megan tried to not look
as Paula sucked me, but Jan was having none of that.  She grabbed Megan's
head and forced her to look in the direction of us.  Megan began to cry
again as she watched Paula give me a nice long and seemingly loving
blowjob.

   It took forever for me to get to the point of cumming, yet Paula kept it
up until I had the beginnings of my orgasm starting.  Then she cut loose
and really began to tease and torment me.  Her tongue went around my body
and found my ass.

   As I stood there, Paula began to tongue fuck my asshole while stroking
my cock with her hand.  Samantha walked in and knelt with Paula and then
began to suck my cock as Paula continued sucking and licking me back there.

   I was so close that when Samantha started sucking me I just shot off. 
Samantha swallowed all of my cum, never spilling a drop as Paula kept
licking me.  My orgasm was a strong one even though I didn't shoot off
much. I was drained pretty well by then.

   We kept up the sex on and off all night.  Megan fell asleep at one point
and Jan let her sleep.  We didn't quit though.  I licked and sucked all of
the ladies with me that night.  Fingers and tongue were kept busy. 
Whenever I could get an erection someone was either sucking me or pumping
their pussy or ass on me.  I had never had so much sex before in my life.

   After they had all satiated themselves with me we all fell asleep in one
big pile on my bed.  In the morning, I woke up to Jan releasing Megan and
then the foursome leaving.  Jan smiled and gave me a kiss inches away from
Megan and was telling me that she would see me later to set another date.

   After they all left Megan laid down with me not saying a word.  She
hugged me close to her and didn't let go until we fell back asleep.  Later
that day I woke up to the smell of bacon and pancakes.  Megan had gotten up
and cooked breakfast for me.

   She waited on me hand and foot all day.  I noticed that she wasn't
saying much of anything.  Her hands seemed to always be touching me when
not busy with other things though.  Megan was trying to show me that she
loved me even though I had fucked four women in front of her last night.

   I could see that she knew how I must have felt now.  She had a haunted
look in her eyes.  I began to feel very guilty for doing this to her now. I
started to apologize to her but she stopped me with a finger to my lips.

   `If this is my punishment for cheating on you like I have, then you
cannot apologize to me Bill.  I deserve everything that you do with these
women.  Even though it hurts me, I now know what you must have felt that
day Greg told you about me.  I never knew that I could have hurt you so
much.  I want you to love me again and I want us to stay together.  If that
means I have to share you with other women then so be it.'

   The next three months Jan and my harem would show up once or twice a
week and we would party in front of Megan.  I began to look forward to
these times and soon was not caring so much about hurting Megan.  I could
tell things were going in a direction unplanned.

   One night, after a long and heavy sex session, Jan stayed after everyone
left.  She sat at the kitchen table with Megan and I.  She had something on
her mind and I was curious what it was.  I waited for what seemed like a
long time before she began.

   `Bill, I think you have gotten your revenge on Megan now.  It's time to
move on to the next step.  I know that Megan hasn't had sex with you for
the last three months.  I also know that she has not seen anyone else while
at her place.'

   `How would you know that with such positiveness Jan?  You and I don't
watch Megan's time at home hardly at all.'

   `Bill, Greg had that condo before.  I was there several times.  The
camera's have never been removed.  Megan has been watched many times by
either myself or Samantha.  I have seen some very private moments of
Megan's recently.  She needs to be forgiven and you both need to move on
with your lives.  Together.'

   I looked at Megan and saw the realization dawn in her eyes.  Jan had
been watching her at home all this time.  Jan knew how Megan had been
reacting to my sexual escapades after each time.  I sat there not knowing
whether to be happy that this was over with or if I should be doing
something else to punish Megan.

   I searched deep in myself and could not find that anger that had so
recently been in me.  I knew that I had gotten some release at various
times with the other ladies in my harem.  I had been a bit vocally rough on
Megan the second and third times we met.  I had driven in fear and yes, a
bit of pain by my actions while having sex with others in front of her.

   I had told Samantha that she gave me the greatest blowjob I had ever
had. I had exclaimed how much tighter and hotter Sue's pussy was than
Megan's.  I had said something about the sexual prowess of each lady as we
did different things with the intent to hurt Megan like she had hurt me
when talking to Greg about his cock versus mine.

   I had exacted my revenge and right now I realized that I was headed to
the opposite end of this mess and becoming that which I had feared and
hated.  I was quickly losing all respect for my wife and beginning to
imagine life without her.

   Jan had worked things better than I had thought, but now my question
was, would I be able to go back to the way life was before all of this
treachery had started two years ago?  Did I still love my wife the way that
I had?  Did I still want to be married to Megan?

   I saw Megan crying.  I could plainly see that she had been stressed
extremely farther than I had intended for her to be.  I had gone too far in
my revenge on her and now in my confusion I was not sure of anything.  I
had been right about this.  I should have never agreed to do this with Jan.


   I sat there, hollow inside.  My wife crying across the table from me. 
Jan had a sad look in her eyes.  She looked at me and shook her head
softly.

   `I'm sorry Bill.  I think I may have let things go too far.  I had hoped
that you would stop us before tonight but you didn't.  I am afraid that my
plan has backfired just like you feared at the beginning.  Megan, for what
it's worth, I am sorry for the pain I have caused you.  I was trying to
help you and Bill.  I never meant for it to drive you both apart.'

   Jan left quietly as Megan and I sat there without saying a word.  Each
lost in their own thoughts.  I stood after a while and got a cup of coffee.
Turning I asked Megan if she wanted one.

   `What happens now Bill?  Where do we go from here?  Are we finished as
man and wife?'

   I sank heavily down in my seat.  My shoulders sagged as I searched my
thoughts for any answer to her questions.  I just didn't know.  What did I
want now?

   I took Megan to her condo and we looked until we found the camera's.  I
removed them, taking them out to my car to dispose of.  I then went back in
and just talked to Megan for a bit.  We could only seem to talk about
general things.  It was like we had become total strangers to each other
now.

   I left.  Getting home I parked my car in the garage and took the
camera's out tossing them into the trash can.  One of them popped open and
a tape fell out.  I picked it up and was getting ready to toss it back in
the can when I decided to take it in and look at it.  I guess I wanted to
see how bad I had hurt my wife with my revenge.

   I put in the player and started it.  Megan walked in and sat on her
couch.  By the way she was dressed I knew that this had been from the last
time that my harem had been over.  She was crying and that's all I saw her
do for about an hour.  I fast forwarded the tape and saw her go over to
answer her phone.  I hadn't turned up the volume so I did now, wondering
what or who had just called her.

   I could only hear the one side of her conversation.  Even though I had
put her through hell, probably far more than she had put me through, I was
surprised at her words.

   `Hello?'

   `Oh, it's you.  What do you want?'

   `Fuck you, you bastard.  You ruined my life and my marriage.  I hope you
rot in hell.'

   `What could you possibly do to hurt me now?  You have taken the only
good thing I had and destroyed it.  My husband has been paying me back
several times a week for the last three months.  I am certain that he has
no intention of ever taking me back now.  I have nothing without Bill.'

   `What so you can use me and have me follow you down that path to hell
too?  Go to hell Greg and burn forever too.  If you ever try to get in
touch with me again I swear I will kill you.'

   Megan slammed the phone down and then threw herself on the couch.  I
heard her talking to herself.

   `Oh God!  I am so sorry Bill.  I want you back.  Now I have lost you.  I
saw it in your eyes tonight.  What will I do now?  I've lost my husband and
now I have nothing, nothing at all.'

   I shut off the tape my eyes no longer able to see clearly for the tears
running down my face.  I hadn't known that Greg was back.  I didn't know
that she had talked to him.  I listened to her words and they burned in my
heart.

   I slept roughly that night.  My head was filled with the last months and
the pain I had endured.  I had nightmare after nightmare.  In each one I
was sinking into a hole and Megan was trying to pull me out but she didn't
have the strength.  In the end we would both tumble in, falling.

   That morning I called into work and told Jan I wouldn't be in.  I told
her I had errands to run.  I drove to Megan's.  When I got there I saw a
truck from a moving company sitting in her space.  I ran up the stairs
worried now.

   I got to Megan's door and saw it open.  Two men were loading up a cart
and carrying stuff out.  Megan was in her kitchen packing her things.

   `What are you doing?'

   `Moving Bill.  I can't live here anymore and I have no one to go to so I
am moving.  I will be at my parents for a while until I find something
else.'

   `Megan, I don't want you to leave.  Please give me a bit more time.'

   `Bill, it isn't working out.  You got even with me, but in the process
you became something or someone else.  I could see the other night that you
no longer needed or wanted me.  I have lost you.  I have only myself to
blame too.'

   `Megan . . .  please.  You are my life.  I went too far in my payback, I
see that now.  Last night I . . .  did some serious thinking.  This morning
too.  I do want you.  I need you.  I still love you.  Please.  I . . .  I .
. .  do need you Megan.  I . . .  `

   Megan moved in close to me and looked into my eyes.  I could see her
debating about my words.  Her thoughts were being kept to herself though.
She looked away for a bit thinking.  As she did I went to my knees.  I took
her hands in mine.  Holding her this way I began the biggest sales talk of
my life.

   `Megan.  Things have been all messed up between us for a while.  Last
night I realized that I still loved you.  I hurt when I thought of how I
had been treating you.  I was planning on coming over this morning and
telling you this.  I didn't know you were planning on moving away.  Megan,
if I lose you . . .  if you leave me . . .  I . . .  please give us one
more shot.  I have to have you with me and I know now that if I lose you a
large part of me will die.  Please Megan, just one more chance?'

   My tears were hot on my cheeks.  The two men were staring at me as I
knelt there crying like a baby.  I looked up into Megan's eyes and saw her
tears falling down her cheeks.  She wasn't saying anything.

   `Megan, look, I know I have been a bastard toward you.  I know we have
had serious problems.  Even after all of this I found out that I still want
and need you by my side.  I think my anger has left me.  If you leave now,
I'm not sure I can survive.  I . . .  I am begging you Megan.  Give us a
chance here.  Please come home with me and together we can work this all
out.'

   `Bill, I still love you too.  I just don't know that either of us will
ever be able to get past this now.  You went too far and I went where no
wife should ever go.  Still, I have to believe that I have tried everything
I can to keep you and save our marriage.'

   `Then you will come home with me?  We can get professional help or
counseling.  I will try everything in my power to keep you Megan.  Please
say you are coming home with me.'

   Megan broke free of my hands and wrapped them around my shoulders.  She
pulled me into her hugging me hard.  I wrapped my arms around her hips,
since I was still on my knees.  We held each other like that until one of
the movers broke in.  `So, lady, where are we going with your stuff?  The
first place you gave us or to his place?'

   `Our place.  Take it to our place.  I am going to my home with my
husband.'

   We went through counseling and therapy for about two years.  I stayed
with the firm as a full partner.  I used my fifty grand bonus check to set
up a fund to assist employees of the firm with educational opportunities.

   While Megan and I haven't had it real easy, things are getting far
better between us now.  I got over my anger problems and Megan has been
helped over her fears brought out and acted on by Greg.

   Greg?  Whatever he did after his phone call to Megan I don't know.  He
disappeared of the face of the earth.  I happen to know that Albert stopped
in my office one day and mentioned that he heard Greg had committed
suicide. I wondered about his knowledge since I had hired a firm to locate
him.  He had ducked out of his bail arraignment when he disappeared and I
wanted to make sure he was caught so he could be properly punished.

   The people who had worked with him and used my wife quit the firm.  They
all moved away, and I think that something bad happening to Greg had put
the fear of God into the other guys.

   After I moved up as a partner, I promoted Jan into my old slot.  She was
surprised to say the least.  I knew that she would be capable and perhaps
even better at that job than I had been.  God knows she has the talent.

   Albert retired last month.  We threw him one humdinger of a party too.
The firm gave him a years pay, and open pass on an airline, and a real nice
car as retirement perks.  He is a wonderful person who deserved far more
than we could give him.

   Megan, well, she stays close to me always now.  She is never much
farther than a few feet from me most of the time.  The clients who had her
have gone on to other jobs now, and very few people know what actually went
on with us.

   One time, when we both flew to L.A., while at the airport, a stranger
came up to us.  He was all excited to see Megan and came right up and tried
to hug her.  I stopped him from getting to her.  He looked at her and then
said;

   `Aren't you Greg's lady?  From New York?'

   Megan looked at him then said, quite believably too,

   `Who's lady?  I don't know a Greg.  Do you honey?'

   `No, can't say that I do.  Do you always go around trying to hug married
ladies you don't know buddy?'

   Embarrassed, he could only apologize as he hurried away.  I guess we
should have expected that someday someone would come up that had been with
Megan and say something.  Megan teased me about it, and to show how far we
have come, I laughed with her.

   Yes, I think we will make it after all.  She is one special lady to me.
I love her with all my heart, and I am sure she feels the exact same about
me too.  Our sex life got back together too.  It is far better than it ever
was since we both are ready and willing to go where we never went before
with each other.