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Can't Buy Me Love

8/10/2006

It all began at the company Christmas
party. It was held on the 18th of December because that was
the evening the company could get the room at a nice local
hotel. I had been with the company for 17 years. I was one
of the first salesmen Jack Carter hired when he started
Carter Real Estate. We had worked to make it one of the premier
real estate companies in the state.

Old Jack had retired a couple years ago and his son, Jack
Jr., was now the guy on the billboards and in the commercials.
He didn't know much about the ins and outs of real estate,
but he really didn't have to know too much. Two of the
older secretaries and I teamed to keep the ship on an even
keel. Jr. just collected his salary and stayed out of the
way.


I took home a healthy check, so I didn't concern myself
with Jackie, as we referred to him around the office. He
liked to strut and play the high roller and that was fine
with me. At least it was until it got personal.


Between the sales staff, the office staff, and all their
spouses, we had around 35 or 40 people at the gala. There
was a DJ and dancing after a very nice meal. I had a couple
beers and felt quite relaxed and content. We had experienced
a good sales year and my year-end tax statement was going
to reflect it. I liked being in that small percentage that
really benefited from the last tax cut. As I mingled, I was
thinking that maybe I'd even vote Republican next
time.


Chrissie, my wife of 15 years and the mother of our two kids,
was dressed in a short black dress that showed her assets
perfectly. She was not a busty woman, but she worked to stay
slim and her full B-cups looked pretty impressive with
the bra she had stuffed her tits into. Even after all these
years, I found her to be the sexiest woman I had ever seen.
Maybe that was partly because I loved her totally, but she
was still a knockout!


Maureen, the only person left with Carter RE who had joined
the company before I, nudged me from my reverie.


"Rick, keep an eye on Jackie-boy, " she whispered.
"He appears to be carrying the torch for Chrissie
this evening. He doesn't seem to mind being a pig in
front of Laura, or his father."


Laura was Jackie's trophy bride. She was about 35 and
very voluptuous. She was his second wife. The first one
divorced him when she found out about Laura. I looked on
the dance floor and saw Jackie dancing with Chrissie. He
was holding her close and it looked like his hand was dangerously
close to her ass.


Laura was seated near the band and seemed oblivious to her
husband's social gaffe. At least I felt it was a faux
pas. Don't paw and maul a guy's wife at the Christmas
party. At least not too obviously. It seemed to be a difficult
rule to follow. Chrissie was laughing at his jokes and hanging
on his every word. I realized she knew the score and was just
trying to be sociable. I told myself that, at least.


I went over and asked Laura to dance and soon we were next
to Jackie and Chrissie. Chrissie appeared somewhat flushed
and perspiration dotted her forehead.


""How's my best employee doing tonight?"
Jackie asked magnanimously. God, how he loved playing
the Big Kahuna for the ladies, and himself. I was technically
self-employed and worked for a commission, but Jackie
probably had no idea. He wanted everyone to believe he was
my boss and benefactor. I saw no reason to correct him or
diminish his impression of himself.


"I am fine, Jack, " I responded. "This
is some shindig you threw tonight!"


"Well, I believe in rewarding all the little people
that help me keep the company on top, " he smugly responded.
"I was just telling Chrissie how I had plans for you
with my company, Rick."


I knew he was throwing the bullshit now. I earned my commissions
and probably took home more than Jackie. There was no way
for me to improve, except to sell more, unless Carter RE
increased my percentage. That, I knew, would be old Jack's
decision. Besides, I was already getting a better split
than anyone else there. I wondered if Chrissie smelled
anything. She was a sharp cookie, though we really didn't
discuss my work too much. I am one of those guys that likes
to forget work when I am off and just enjoy my life.


"Jack, you are so good to Rick, " laughed Laura.
I could not tell if she was serious or just laughing at her
husband.


"We certainly appreciate Jack's thoughtful
treatment of Rick, Laura, " Chrissie graciously
stated. "Both Jack and his father have always been
very good to us, "

Jack gave a big grin as he swept Chrissie across the floor.



"I appreciate your patience with that pompous ass!"
Laura whispered in my ear. "He always wants to be the
big shot, but he doesn't quite know how to carry it off.
He is so lucky his father was very successful. If it were
left solely to him, he would be picking shit with the chickens."


I burst into laughter at Laura's very accurate observation.
I surmised that Jackie didn't fool everyone. We had
a nice dance and then I led Laura back to her seat. Soon I noticed
old Jack dancing with Chrissie and Jackie had the young
wife of a new salesman in his arms.


A short time later Maureen asked me to retrieve her coat.
The coatroom was across the hall from the banquet room we
were using. Armed with my memory of her coat's color
and style, I bravely entered the room full of furs and overcoats.
I had forgotten that the folks using the other banquet hall
would also leave their coats in that room. There were actually
several rows of coats hanging almost to the floor.


I was as far into the room as I could get, trying to find the
coat I thought Maureen had described. I even crawled between
two of them trying to find the tell-tale blue scarf in the
right sleeve. That was when I heard Jackie.


"Chrissie, you know how you like your life the way
it is. You have a beautiful home and will be able to send the
kids to the best colleges. I wouldn't want you to lose
all of that. I am just suggesting you meet me a few times,
discreetly. I know you are attracted to me, " he continued.
"Why not let me take you a few places and show you some
things Rick never even thought of?"


I was livid as I pictured Jackie putting a little squeeze
on Chrissie. Did that jackass think she believed his bullshit?
I peeked between two sleeves and I could just see their torsos
and heads.


As Jackie spoke to Chrissie, he slid his hand into her bodice!
She didn't try to remove his hand. I was dizzy and had
to hold on to the rack to maintain my balance.


"Jack, I really don't think it would be appropriate, "
Chrissie answered lowly. "You have a beautiful wife
and I am married."


"That is why I am so attracted to you, Chrissie. God,
you have wonderful tits! I love how hard your nipples get, "
Jackie groaned. "Wouldn't you love more of this
treatment?"


"It is the Christmas party and I am allowed a little
freedom, aren't I?" Chrissie asked. "I
really don't think we should meet again, unless with
our spouses."


"I don't think you are getting what I am telling
you, Chrissie!" Jackie growled. He appeared to cruelly
twist Chrissie's tits as he spoke. "You like
Rick making big bucks and I am the reason he does. If you want
him to keep supporting you in the style to which you have
grown accustomed, you will accommodate me!"


Chrissie gasped as he pinched and twisted. He roughly pulled
her to him and kissed her hard. To my shame, Chrissie slid
a hand over his neck and kissed him back. After what seemed
like minutes, they ended the kiss.


"I thought you would see things my way, " Jackie
chuckled. "I knew you would be one of those bitches
that liked it rough. I will be calling you to set something
up."


"I certainly don't want Rick to lose his job, "
agreed Chrissie. "He would be devastated and the
kids are going to be in college in a few years."


Jackie laughed again as they left the coatroom. I was emotionally
drained. I felt weak and trembled as I tried to gather my
thoughts. Chrissie was far more important to me than a commission,
a job, even my home. Would she succumb to Jackie's blackmail?
What should I do to prevent it? My mind reeled.


I heard Maureen call my name. I answered that I was in the
back and could not find her coat. She came back near where
I stood and quickly reached up and pulled her coat off a hangar.


"Are you okay, Rick?" she asked. "You
look very pale and you are sweating!"

"I think it may have been the shrimp or the dip, "
I replied. "I am feeling better now. It was just a temporary
thing."


"I hope so, " Maureen nodded. "I hope
Jackie and Chrissie didn't catch it, too. I saw them
leave just as I came into the hallway."


I looked her in the eye and cautioned her, "Don't
jump to conclusions, but thanks for noticing. You are a
good friend."


"Chrissie has been a wonderful wife, Rick. You know
that. Don't go off half-cocked, " warned Maureen.


"Yes, mother, " I grinned. "You are right,
of course. I am letting you in on a little secret I hope you
can keep for a couple weeks."


"I am all ears, Rick, " beamed Maureen. She
loved gossip and secrets.


"I strongly doubt I will be working at this company
after the New Year. I can no longer tolerate that ass, Jackie-boy.
I have been ignoring him, but he has made that no longer possible.
I feel bad for old Jack, but Junior is not my problem and I
will keep it that way. I have had a few verbal offers over
the years and I will follow them up tomorrow, " I vowed.


"Do me a favor, Rick?" Maureen asked. "See
if your new office has any room for an experienced old broad
that knows the business inside out."


I gave her a big hug and laughed. She was more loyal to me than
she was to Jack. Maybe she was more loyal to me than my own
wife was!


When I returned to the party, Chrissie was waiting for me.
She seemed concerned and I wondered if she suspected I knew
what she had been doing.


"Where have you been, Rick?" she demanded.
" I have been looking for you all over."


"You didn't look in the stall I was in, "
I lied. "I had a little trouble with the shrimp or dip,
or something. I feel much better now, though."


"Oh, Rick! You should have told me, " admonished
my wife. "You know you feel better when I take care
of you."


"You had your hands full taking care of Junior, or
should I say he had his hands full?" I retorted.


"Rick, are you jealous?" she asked as she arched
her brow. "You know you are the only man for me. You
especially don't have to worry about some two-bit
ladies' man."


That really made me feel better, but there was still the
matter of his hand squeezing Chrissie's tits. That
was a vision I was not going to soon forget. Chrissie stayed
close to me the rest of the evening and I began to enjoy myself.
She danced close to me and ran her hands over my chest and
neck. I noticed Jackie was watching us often.


I pulled Chrissie even closer when I felt his eyes on me.
I wondered if I was being possessive or if I was trying to
make him jealous. Then I realized that was a twisted thought.
Chrissie was my wife and we slept together. Dancing with
her should not cause jealousy. Her body was mine to cherish
and love, every damn day! Somehow I felt closer than ever
to Chrissie, but was quite angry with her at the same time.
It is just that a woman has the power to erase a man's
wrath with a flutter of her eyes or the closeness of her breasts.



Chrissie sat very close to me as we drove home. Before we
arrived, she had my cock out and was stoking it. The little
guy really didn't care about motivation. He responded
to any female stimulation.


By the time we got home Chrissie had worked herself into
a frenzy. We barely made it to the bedroom before she had
her dress off and was popping her bra clasp. That was when
I saw her nipples were unusually red and swollen.


"Wow, Chrissie, what happened to the twin peaks?"
I pointed to her nipples as I spoke. "It looks like
you had them pulled and twisted pretty good. Anything you
care to tell me?"


I could tell she had not anticipated her nipples being so
red and me being so observant. She looked at herself and
then back at me.


"Ohoh! It looks like someone was playing with them,
doesn't it?" she teased. "What are you
going to do? Leave them alone so somebody else can have all
the fun. Or are you going to come over here and reassert your
ownership?"


I was still annoyed with her letting Jackass play with her
tits, but there was something in what she said. Did she know
me better than I knew myself? I had to have those nipples
in my mouth. It was almost as if I were going to suck any memory
of any other touch out of them. I tossed Chrissie down and
feasted on her tits for several minutes. Finally she begged
for mercy.


"Rick, they are yours! I swear they are. Please don't
suck them off me! Save some for another day, " she
pleaded.


Then as I pulled back from her swollen tits, she said something
that made me so hot I almost lost my load right there.


"You might want to claim back little pussy the same
way. There is no telling who was playing with her tonight!"
Chrissie purred.


How did she know my buttons so well? I pulled her panties
off and dove face first between her legs. She was already
very wet and my job was simple. She came within a minute of
my oral efforts. I didn't stop there, as I usually do
when I eat her. I kept licking her pussy and then sucking
on her clit. She came a couple more times. Finally I heard
what I had been waiting for.


"Rick, please! Stop!" Chrissie begged. "I
don't think I can stand any more. She is all yours. Just
fuck her now. Show her who she belongs to, Rick!"


I climbed up Chrissie's body, licking and nibbling
every inch of her. Then I rubbed my swollen cock over her
pussy. At first she enjoyed it, but after a minute or so,
Chrissie was begging again.


"Please fuck me, Rick!" she moaned. "Put
that big cock of yours in little pussy. She needs it."


"But whose pussy is she? I demanded. "What cock
owns this little pussy? This cock won't share her with
any other cock! Can she live with that?


"Yes! Yes! She wants to belong to your cock and no other!"
Chrissie moaned.


"I am sorry, but I didn't hear her." I held
my cock back as I demanded, "Who owns this pussy? What
cock has exclusive rights to this little pussy?"


Chrissie practically yelled her answer as my cock head
massaged her cunt.


"You own her!" she cried. "That pussy
belongs to you and your cock. She won't take any other
cocks. Only yours. Now, for the love of God, fuck her!"


I slammed my shaft ball deep before Chrissie finished her
plea. I never felt her so wet or hot. By the second stroke,
her cunt spasmed on my cock and she was cumming! I kept hammering
away as Chrissie moaned and groaned with every stroke.
I don't think she ever actually stopped cumming. In
just a few minutes, I deployed my troops. My throbbing set
Chrissie off one final time and she went stiff and raised
her hips up to me. I held her there as I drained every soldier
into her steaming slit.


"Jesus!" she muttered after a few minutes.
"You fucked the shit out of me! Did thinking about
someone else being with me get you that hot?"


I thought for a few seconds before I replied, "I guess
it did, as long as it is a little game we play. I would not follow
anyone, knowingly, into that little pussy. You are a dream
come true for me, and sometimes it is a wet dream. Still,
I feel that you are mine and I am yours. That pussy is not yours
to give away. Neither is my cock completely mine. I will
walk into Hell for you as long as I know you love me and are
faithful to me."


"Sweetheart, " Chrissie cried. "That
is all any woman can ask from her man! I am yours, body and
soul. Never doubt it!"


"Then how did your nipples get to be so red and swollen, "
I asked.


"Darling, it was a Christmas party. Didn't I
see your copping some feels from Andy's wife?"
asked Chrissie.


"Damn! You saw that?" I laughed. "I thought
I was pretty sneaky."


"Andy saw it, too. He insisted a measure of revenge
by feeling my tits and ass during a dance, " Chrissie
chuckled. "You missed a few things, Big Boy."


"I didn't miss little Jack feeling your ass while
you danced, and you allowing him, " I shot back.


"Honey, I don't believe you should refer to him
as "little" Jack. While he felt my ass, he demonstrated
remarkable size and firmness, " Chrissie goaded.


I almost felt like swatting her, but my cock was hard again.
I rolled her over and lifted her ass off the bed. Chrissie
caught my intention and held her ass up for me. Soon she was
moaning again as I held her hips and drove my cock into her.
I was amazed that I didn't last long again as I emptied
my balls into my wife.


"You are some jealous, horny bastard, " laughed
Chrissie after she caught her breath. "I'm glad
the kids are at my mom's tonight. They would be calling
the cops after hearing me moan and scream like that!"


We drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. As I lay
there, I thought how remarkable it was that a woman like
Chrissie found anything about me to love. I squeezed her
tits as I thought about Jack feeling her a few hours before.
It angered me that Chrissie allowed it, and that he felt
he could do it. Yet Chrissie seemed to be devoted and faithful
to me. You are allowed to get a little risqué at a Christmas
party. I was no angel in that regard. Still, I had to sort
out my thoughts and keep a close eye on things.


By noon the following day I had reached an agreement with
another real estate company in the area. It was a Sunday
but real estate people work a lot of weekends. The owner
of the company was glad to make an appointment when I explained
why I had called. The commission split was very generous,
but I would have to bring my clients with me. I felt confident
that I could sell to, and for, enough of them to keep my income
about where it had been.


It was quite flattering to have another professional actively
work to hire me. The company knew I had built up a following
over the past 17 years and they were willing to compensate
me accordingly. I asked if I could start on January 1 and
he agreed. I also asked that the entire thing be kept under
wraps until I broke it to Jack. In my business, there is no
two-week notice. If you are going to work for a different
company, they can't get your ass out the door fast enough!
Your company computer, files, floppies and discs all stay.


I felt relieved as I looked forward to the New Year. I had
grown increasingly irritated by Jack's pompous behavior.
His attempt to score with Chrissie simply freed me from
any obligation I may have felt. I also had a nice closing
coming up between Christmas and New Year and I wanted to
be certain I received my check for it. The best way to insure
that was to not let anyone know I was leaving. I made a mental
note to be sure Maureen didn't let the cat out of the
bag. I knew I could depend on her.


I took the rest of the day off and watched some football.
The following day I was in the office bright and early. I
didn't want to miss any business or any shenanigans
Jack may pull. I spoke to Maureen about keeping my plans
on the QT.


Around 11 AM Jack asked me to come into his office. I was surprised
he was in that early. Noon was usually a goal he shot for and
only seldom made.


"I have signed you and Ray Jensen for a seminar in Dallas
next week, Rick. I know it is short notice, but it is supposed
to be by the very best there is at closing deals, "
apologized the miserable bastard. "I will arrange
your flight for Wednesday, the 29th and you will be back
on Thursday night, in plenty of time for New Years!"


"Gee, Jack. I don't know what to say, "
I stalled. "I suppose I could ask Chrissie if she wants
to take a little trip."


Did Jack seem flustered, or was it my imagination? He looked
down quickly and thought of something.


"Because of the holidays, there was only one room
available, so you and Ray will be bunking together. You
will have separate beds, though" he laughed.


Jack had never shown any desire to pay for any type of extra
education. He even resisted advertising to any extent.
I smelled a rat.
"Sure, Jack. I'll go, " I told him. "I
can always use any trick to help close a deal."


"Great!" Jack said with more than a little relief.
"I'll set everything up. All you have to do is
show up at the airport. I'll get someone to drive you,
if you like!"


I knew the prick was up to something! He was way to accommodating
and helpful. I knew he was spending all this money and time
just to get into my wife's pants. I also knew one of us
would be dead before that happened!


It was Christmas week, which was always slow for our line
of work. I pretty much let everyone in the office know I was
going to be out of the office, looking for leads and preparing
for the holiday. I first took the time to firm up my final
closing with Carter RE. It was scheduled for Tuesday, the
day before Jack was flying me out of town. The timing couldn't
have been better. Pigs would fly before I would. I had no
intention of leaving, or of allowing that miserable fuck
time to pursue my wife.


I made sure I kept track of Chrissie. It wasn't that
I didn't trust her, but there was no sense being stupid.
She was the hunter's quarry and I was determined she
not get snagged, or shagged! Chrissie was a high school
teacher and would start her break on Thursday. I felt she
was safe while she was at work.


I actually took time to get her more gifts, and better ones,
than I ever had before. It irked me that I felt like I was competing
with Jack for her affection. It was like dating again. It
also made me more considerate of Chrissie. I tried very
hard to get her a few things she would like. Maybe it was good
to know a guy wanted to get in your wife's pants. It made
me much more sensitive to her needs and desires. It also
made me realize I would do some crazy shit if it ever happened!


We had a wonderful Christmas. The kids were happy with their
gifts. When Chrissie opened the little box with the pearl
necklace I bought for her, I thought she would cry! She rushed
into my arms and hugged and kissed me for the rest of the morning.
I felt great and decided I would always be sure to get her
something special.


We visited Chrissie's parents the next day and went
with them to a local theater presentation. The following
day we visited my parents and watched a couple movies and
had a few drinks with my siblings and their families.


Every night the sex was great. I had an actual hunger for
my wife I had not experienced since we had first been married.
Chrissie commented a few times about my increased libido,
but offered no complaints.


On Monday I told her Jack was sending Ray Jensen and me to
Dallas for some seminar. I noticed she did not appear very
surprised. That started my head spinning. Had I missed
something? We had been together the entire holiday. Then
it occurred to me that I take a 40 minute walk every night
to keep my weight down. Sales is not an easy field in which
to stay slim. She could have talked to Jack then.


"You waited long enough to tell me, didn't you?"
Chrissie bitched. "I have the week off and I thought
we could do a few things together."


"I want that, too. It is just that Jack was willing
to spend the bucks to send me. I would take you but there was
only one room available and Ray Jensen will be sharing it
with me, " I reasoned. "We will have separate
beds, though."


"Wow! What a relief that is. I was afraid you would
come back a switch-hitter or a shit-packer!" Chrissie
growled. I could see she was not pleased.


That night I went out for my walk, but circled back around
to the back door and let myself in quietly. Chrissie was
making dinner and the kids were watching TV. I sneaked up
the stairs and sat down on my bed. Then I waited with the phone
in my hand and my finger on the button. That way it would ring,
but I could listen in without making any noise, I hoped.


It took about ten minutes, but the phone rang. It was that
cock sucking Jack!


"So Chrissie, are you all set for Wednesday night?"
he asked. Did you get rid of the kids?"


I was ready to turn into the Incredible Hulk! My blood vessels
were bulging and my heart was racing.


"My mother will take them for the night, " Chrissie
replied. "Jack, are you sure about this? Rick has
been your top producer for years. Laura is a lovely woman,
and she is your wife. You could hurt them both."


"After feeling those tits of yours, I am certain!
Rick will never find out if you play your cards right. Laura
won't either. Don't get second thoughts or Rick
will be out on his ass and your life style will take a real
nosedive. Just think of it as the act of a devoted wife, trying
to further her husband's career, " he laughed.


I wondered if the throbbing in my temples could be heard
on the phone? I wanted to kill that miserable shit! Chrissie
didn't make me too happy, either.


"The door will be unlocked and the upstairs will be
dark, " Chrissie answered with instructions for
the bastard. " Climb the stairs and the bedroom is
at the top. I will be waiting for you at eight. Don't
be early, or late."


"You little slut!" laughed Jack. "I can't
wait to tag Rick's piece of ass. If I like it, I'll
send him on trips more often."


"You expect to do this more than once?" gasped
Chrissie. "I thought one time would be enough."


"You'll want more of my cock than you can get in
one night, you little wife slut. I'll be fucking you
for years. You will be addicted to my cock, bitch!"
the gloating prick chuckled. "I'll be there
at eight."


Jack hung up the phone and then I heard Chrissie put hers
down. I slammed the receiver I had in my hand. I came close
to going downstairs and shoving Chrissie around. I had
never hurt her in my life and I knew I couldn't start
now. It was just a rage I felt. I did hurry down the stairs
and slip out the door. I never felt more like walking alone
in the dark night.


Chrissie should know my position at Carter RE was not worth
her selling herself. Was it something she wanted? Did she
like the son-of-a-bitch? Was I not satisfying her in bed,
and in life? I decided that even if I had not been the perfect
husband, I did not deserve this. She should come to me if
there was a problem. She surely should have told me about
what Jack was trying to do.


I decided that desperate times required desperate measures.
I made my plans and wondered if I would be a free man by Thursday
morning. Of one thing I was certain; that prick was not going
to have my wife!


Chrissie was subdued that night and we spoke little. That
suited my mood very well. The next day I went to my last closing
for Carter RE and picked up my check afterwards. Eight thousand
bucks was a decent severance, I decided. I was home early
and Chrissie was much warmer to me. She seemed happy as she
hummed and sang while she prepared the family dinner. I
didn't like her upbeat mood.


That night in bed I tried to be cool and reserved. My cock
had its own agenda, however. Soon Chrissie was riding me
like a cowgirl. She came a couple times before I exploded
into her. I hated myself for my weakness. I held her close
with her hair under my nose and fell asleep.


The next morning, Chrissie helped me pack an overnight
bag for my trip. I had trouble speaking to her as I prepared
to leave. I gave her a kiss and she told me she loved me as the
car pulled up to take me to the airport. I realized I loved
her so much it hurt.


I gave her another kiss and whispered to her, "Pussy
needs to be patient and I will be back taking care of her in
no time. She is mine and I love her, and I love you!"


I rode to the airport with Ray. He was excited about the trip
and I made an effort to not let him know anything was amiss.
When we got out of the car and went to security, I stopped
him.


"Ray, have a great time. I can't go. I can't
explain now, but please don't tell anyone I am not on
the plane. Especially don't tell Jack! He would fire
me on the spot, " I reasoned. "Just keep it quiet
till you get back, okay?"


Ray was a good guy, if somewhat confused. He nodded, we shook
hands, and I went out and hailed a taxi. I called Maureen
from my cell and asked her if Jack was in, She told me he was.
I had her print a note and slide it under Jack's door
when he was out of the room. I told her I would explain everything
the next day. Maureen knew something was up and promised
to follow my instructions precisely.


"I want you to write this, " I dictated. "Please
come exactly at eight-thirty. Family will be here until
then."


She repeated it and I hung up the phone. It was just noon so
I had the taxi drop me off at a small restaurant. I had lunch
and walked around a nearby mall for a few hours. It seemed
like the longest day of my life. Finally at seven, I got another
taxi to drop me off a few blocks from home. From across the
street and down the road, I saw Chrissie's parents
load my kids up and whisk them off to their place. The street
was quiet and around 7:45 my house went dark.


I walked up my own steps as nervous as I had ever been. At exactly
eight, I opened the door and made my way to the stairs. A single
nightlight showed the way. At the top of the stairs I took
a deep breath and stepped in. I could hear her breathing
on the bed.


I was as angry as I had ever been and more aroused than I thought
I could ever be. I quickly removed my clothes and approached
the bed. I heard Chrissie's breathing stop for a second.
Then she began taking short, rapid breaths.


I had decided I was going to show her who owned her pussy,
once and for all. I found her feet and slid my face along her
legs. When I came to her pussy, I started devouring it. I
mean I ate it like I never ate pussy before. I sucked her clit
and pushed my tongue deep inside her. I reamed her ass and
fingered her at the same time. She was groaning and bucking
more than I ever remembered. I thought to myself how she
believed it was Jack giving her the lip service and that
was why she was so incredibly hot. I don't know how long
I fed on her but she was trembling and trying to push my face
away before I finally stopped. Then I moved up and rubbed
my raging hard on against her pussy. It was dripping wet
and I could feel the heat leaking from it!


I drove my cock in and marveled at the tightness. She bucked
and moaned some more as I fucked her like a man should fuck
a woman to demonstrate to her that she belongs to him. I refused
to cum. I just pistoned in and out of her as hard as I could.
Then I rolled her over and took her from behind. I lifted
her ass up and drove my cock back into her pussy. I held her
hips and plunged harder than I ever had. She was making strange
noises as I slammed into her. My anger was real and this was
as rough as I ever had been, or ever would be to my loving wife.


I lost track of time and space. There was nothing but the
pussy I had to fuck into submission. I was sweating like
a butcher as I pounded her ass. Just as I felt my balls begin
boil, the light came on. I never missed a stroke as I turned
my head a few degrees to look into Jack Carter's bugging
eyes.


I laughed loudly as I started shooting my pent up sperm into
Chrissie's box. I held her as to me as I strained to empty
every drop into her, as deeply as my cock would allow.


"Surprised I got here first, you miserable piece
of shit! This is one wife you won't be fucking!"
I declared. "I don't think she has another fuck
in her. Do you Chrissie?"


I turned back to Chrissie. Her hair was blonde and her ass
was wider than I had ever noticed. Confused, I rolled her
over onto her back. It was Laura Carter!


"Actually, your wife does have another fuck in her, "
I heard from behind Jack. "I would be goddamn surprised
if you did, though!"


Chrissie was standing in the doorway, behind Jack. My head
swung from her to Laura and back to her.


"What the fuck?" was all I could muster.


"You fucked my wife, you bastard!" yelled Jack.
"I am firing you and I think I'll kick your ass!"


Jack raised his hands into fists and I jumped up to meet him.
I had another total shock! My brother Ben, who was a mason
and weighed around 240 lbs and was way over six feet stepped
into the room. He grabbed jack by the collar and took off
with him. I heard Jack thump all the way down.


Then the door opened and Ben yelled, "Don't ever
bring your sorry ass around here or I'll kick it across
the street!"


I sat down on the bed next to Laura. I actually looked at her
for the first time. She was an attractive woman and her tits
were superb. She was a little heavy for my tastes, but few
men would toss her out of bed.


She seemed to be regaining her composure.


"Sweet Jesus! I have never been fucked like that!"
she groaned. "I knew it couldn't be Jack. You
were unbelievable!"


"And you won't be fucked like that again!"
Chrissie cut in. "If I had known Rick planned on breaking
up the dance, I would have been in that bed and my pussy would
be throbbing now!"


"I don't understand what is going on here, "
I croaked. "I thought it was you waiting for Jack.
I would never have been unfaithful to you, Chrissie."


"You are so lucky I was the idiot that suggested Laura
wait in our bed, Lover Boy. You just got a free fuck with no
penalty!" Chrissie grinned. "I knew you were
in the coatroom that night, you big dummy! I maneuvered
Jack in there so you would know what he was up to. I wanted
to see what you would do. That fucking job doesn't mean
shit to me. I know you can get a better one anytime. You are
the best!"


Chrissie continued, "When it actually looked like
you were going to allow that bastard to come here and fuck
me, I told Laura. She knows Jack plays around and we thought
this would be a way to catch him in the act. I guess I underestimated
you, though! I didn't suspect you were up here banging
Laura until I heard Jack come in. By the time he flicked the
switch on, I knew you had a plan of your own. I did begin to
wonder when Laura moaned nonstop for the entire half hour.
I had Ben here in case Jack got out of hand."


"I know you could have handled the guy, Bro, but I figured
you had to be exhausted. You fucked this girl like there
was no tomorrow. Look at the sweat still dripping from you!"
Ben added from the doorway.


Chrissie helped Laura dress while I grabbed a robe and joined
Ben in the kitchen. I never had a better beer or appreciated
my little brother any more! He just grinned as he told me
how he and Chrissie were amazed at the sounds coming from
the bedroom. Then as they were ready to sneak up the stairs
and surprise Jack, they heard the front door open and they
hid again.


"Chrissie was real suspicious by then, " Ben
laughed. "She ran for the stairs muttering something
about how she thought it sounded like it was you fucking
up there! We got there as the lights came on. You were like
a man possessed. You never even noticed Chrissie as you
told Jack that she was one wife he wouldn't fuck. That
was a great touch!"


Ben got me laughing. The way he told the story, it sounded
like a Marx Brother's movie. I still worried about
how Chrissie would take the whole thing and what trouble
Laura would be in.


Laura and Chrissie appeared in the doorway.


"I just wanted to tell you not to worry about me, "
Laura smiled. "Jack can't afford to get too outraged.
He still has to explain why he was here. I have a good excuse.
Rick, I will never forget you, I promise. Thanks."


She gave me a quick kiss walked to the door with Chrissie.
Ben laughed, wished me luck, and headed home. Chrissie
walked back in and sat on my lap. I took her into my arms and
tried to apologize.


"Hush, Husband, " she whispered. "You
have nothing to apologize for. You were protecting your
home and family. I am quite proud of you. I only worry that
Laura will tell other women what a fantastic lover you are
and I will have to watch you every minute. Did you really
think it was me you were fucking? Her tits are a lot bigger.
So is her ass, isn't it?

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I liked it. Well written with paragraph breaks, spell check,
and grammatically correct.

8/10/2006

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Man I just have to say that is the best fucking story I have
ever read on here. If that actualy happened to you then you
have had one hell of a an amazing life experience. If you
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8/10/2006

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verry well don way to pertect your little pussy.

8/10/2006

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I love reading your stories, very well written. You write
a whole story, sure it is erotic but there is an actual plot,
a story outside of the eroticism that's sets it apart
from the usual fare on this site. Good job once again and
keep them cumming!

8/10/2006

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Excellent story as always. I think it would be great to have
you as a friend and have a beer and just reminice about the
good old days.

8/10/2006

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Greta story! Yours are always great reading !! Keep it up..
way up

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Great story! Yours are always great reading !! Keep it up..
way up

8/10/2006

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I really enjoyed this story. very well ritten. You kept
us in sepence the whole time. Keep writing more stories
of this calibur.

8/11/2006

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Great story! Sexual and very well written with a nice twist
at the end...I sure didn't see it coming...

8/11/2006

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You've been on my favorites list for a long time. This
is, in my view, your best ever. Write on, brother, write
on...

8/12/2006

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I love these stories that have fucking, cheating and revenge
all rolled into one great plot. If only other people could
write like you.

1/31/2007