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Authors name: Robert (kathyrobert@aol.com)
Story title : Rival Nails Wife

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Rival Nails Wife (MF, voy, reluc, wife, intr, preg)
by Robert (kathyrobert@aol.com)

***

My wife teases me by letting my business rival take 
liberties with her at the company party.

***

At the company Christmas party, my wife, Louise, and I 
shared a table with Bernie and his wife, Babs. It had to 
be the lowest status table in the whole banquet hall. We 
were in a dark corner, across the room from the executive 
table. Louise and I sat facing the wall. Bernie and Babs 
at least were facing the room and could see what was 
going on. About the only good thing about the table was 
that we were so far away from the band that we could 
actually hold a conversation.

"Don't count on the Nova job," Bernie was saying. "Victor 
has it locked up."

"Victor." Louise literally spat the word out. "I hate 
that man."

I nudged her with my leg and caught her eye in a silent 
warning. I was afraid she would make a racial comment. 
Earlier when we found out our seating assignments, I had 
warned her that Bernie was solidly in Victor's camp. 
Anything we said that was out of line would be reported 
to management. One mistake and any chance I had for the 
Nova job would be gone.

"Oh, Victor's not so bad," Babs said. "He got Bernie a 
nice raise last year."

He should have, I thought. Bernie had taken the heat for 
Victor's screw up on the Acme job -- a job I should have 
had, and could have done right.

Bernie smiled at Babs remark. "Robert and Victor are old 
rivals, Honey. Whoever gets the Nova job will be able to 
push our software technology to a new level. And get a 
nice promotion."

That was the problem -- technology. Victor was a 
politician. All he wanted was the promotion. He couldn't 
design, and his code sucked. If he got the job, there 
wouldn't be any new technology, just a mess.

The light darkened even more as someone approached the 
table. It was Victor. "Merry Christmas, Bernie," he said 
as he shook Bernie's hand. "Babs, how nice to see you 
again." But instead of shaking her hand, he brought it up 
to his lips.

I would have felt corny doing something like that, but 
Victor could get away with it. He was a tall black man 
that kept in good shape. And he was so immaculately 
dressed in an expensive suit that he looked like an exec. 
Probably that was why he was sitting near them.

But I wasn't fooled, when he bent over Babs' hand, I saw 
him checking out her cleavage. 

"Robert," he said as he extended his hand. "Having a good 
time, I hope."

I smiled as we shook. "Yeah, good party. I don't think 
you've met my wife. Louise this is Victor." 

That was the thing. You had to be polite, even in the 
lower levels of management. And especially when your 
rival is kissing your wife's hand and making it obvious 
that he is looking down her dress.

"A pleasure," he said to Louise then looked over to Babs. 
"Bernie, you have to let me dance with Babs."

After he led her away, Louise leaned over and whispered 
in my ear. "Did you see the way he looked at me. I 
wondered for a moment if I was naked."

"He's just trying to get me mad so I'll do something 
stupid."

She looked at me with an amused smile then nudged me then 
and nodded over to Bernie. He was oblivious to us. 
Instead he stared rather anxiously at the dance floor. 

Well, I thought, I'd be worried too if Victor had my 
wife.

A few minutes later Bernie's smile signaled the return of 
Victor and Babs. 

"Robert," Victor said, "I would love a dance with 
Louise."

"Sure, just remember where you got her." 

My turn to worry. But fortunately, Bernie took Babs for a 
dance too, leaving me all alone so I was able to turn 
around and watch without, I hoped, looking like a nervous 
husband.

However, I should have stayed facing the wall. It was a 
slow dance and Victor kept Louise at the edge of the 
floor where I could see them. He did it deliberately too 
because I saw him glance over at me, and when he saw me 
watching, he tried to pull her close. 

At first Louise resisted but as he turned her, she too 
saw me watching. That was my big mistake because teasing 
me is Louise's favorite game. She let him pull her close, 
and on the next turn Victor smirked at me as his hand 
drifted down onto Louise's ass. She lifted his hand back 
up to her waist, but she was still smiling when he turned 
her enough so that she could again look at me. 

After that, the two of them really got into the game, 
taking turns watching me and getting increasing bold with 
every turn. On the next turn, Victor watched me as he put 
his hand back on her ass. Louise left it there which 
encouraged Victor to get even bolder. He moved her around 
so they were dancing in a half open position, with one 
boob against his chest and the other out a little way 
from him. Since they were dancing almost side by side, 
they both watched me on the next turn as Victor put his 
paw on her breast.

When Louise starts a game, she plays hard. For the rest 
of the dance, she let Victor openly fondle her boob and 
rub her ass while they both laughed at me. 

I didn't know what to think. It was humiliating, yet my 
cock was hard as a rock. I couldn't remember ever being 
so excited.

The only thing that saved us from a major scandal was 
that Victor seemed to have enough sense to only make his 
moves on the part of the turns where I was the only one 
who could see. Nonetheless, I was relieved when the dance 
ended and they returned to the table. Eventually someone 
had to notice.

"I'll get the next round," Victor announced as he seated 
Louise. "What's everyone drinking?"

However, Bernie and Babs excused themselves, saying that 
it was late and that they had to get the baby-sitter 
home. So after Victor left to fetch the drinks, Louise 
and I were left sitting alone.

Louise slipped her hand under the table and felt my 
crotch. She laughed at finding me hard. "Oh, what's this? 
Did hubby get a little excited?"

"Damn, Louise," I said. "How do you expect me to compete 
with a man that's had his hands all over my wife?"

She gave me a quick kiss. "Relax. We've done more than 
this with your friends. Just think about how much fun 
you'll have later when you fuck me."

She had me there. 

***

It had all started one night when we had my friend Andy 
over for dinner. After steaks we sat in the den and 
worked on our second bottle of wine. Louise sat next to 
Andy on the couch while I relaxed in the recliner. As we 
were laughing at some of his jokes, I became aware that 
Louise was sitting unusually close to Andy. She had her 
legs folded up on the couch and was leaning an arm on his 
shoulder.

I think she was waiting for me to notice because when I 
did, she eyed me for a moment then turned and gave Andy a 
brief kiss on the lips. Andy returned the kiss, but the 
way his eyes widened, I knew he was as surprised as me.

Louise laughed at our expressions and asked, "Robert, 
would it be all right if I necked a bit with Andy? Just a 
bit?"

"Well... yeah... I guess so..." I knew that it wasn't 
manly to let her neck with Andy, but she always made it a 
point to greet my friends with a hug and a kiss. I would 
have felt foolish making a fuss over a few extra kisses. 

Actually nothing much happened. Just some open mouth 
kissing with an occasional flicker of tongue. The most 
interesting part was the way she kept glancing over at me 
between kisses. I suppose she enjoyed the kissing, but 
the excitement seemed to come from doing it front of me. 

As for me, I discovered that watching them made my cock 
hard. And that was significant. I had problem with 
getting fully erect. Fortunately, Louise was 
understanding about it and we had worked out a system for 
love making. Out typical session consisted of using lots 
of oil so I could slip my half-hard cock into her. It 
wasn't enough to get either of us off, but we had 
discovered that she could cum if I went down on her 
afterwards. And once she was satisfied, she would keep me 
company while I jacked myself off to a climax. 

After Andy left that night, we were both really hot and 
had great sex. The best part was that I stayed fully 
erect. We must have fucked for an hour. It did turn out 
that neither of us could cum from the fucking, but it 
felt great and we both got off in our usual way 
afterwards. All-in-all a great night.

So thereafter, necking with my friends became a regular 
part of our social life -- and a necessary prelude to our 
sex life. She did it with Leo at his apartment, Mike at a 
movie, and with all three of them while I drove us to and 
from Vegas one weekend. We always had great sex 
afterwards.

At first it was just kissing, but before long she began 
letting the guys fondle her breasts. And of course, they 
soon progressed to stripping her to the waist. One night 
she invited all three of them over to dinner and served 
it while wearing nothing but thong panties. And just the 
weekend before the Christmas party, she had let Andy take 
off her panties and finger fuck her.

***

"Here we go." Victor's return interrupted our 
conversation. He sat the drinks down and pulled Bernie's 
chair around so he could sit next to Louise. Immediately 
one arm went around her, and as he leaned forward to 
speak to me, he used his free hand to start fondling her 
breast again. "So Robert, nice wife you have. Like these 
boobs."

The cheeky bastard. And Louise didn't make it any easier 
-- under the table, she tightened her hand around my 
cock. It sent a thrill through me as I stared at his 
hand. It was cupped around her boob while he rubbed at 
her nipple with his thumb. 

I glanced up to see them both grinning at me, waiting to 
see what I would do. I had to speak up. "That's my wife 
you've got your hands on."

"Yes, but we all know you're not going to make a scene. 
Are you?"

"Well no... But take it easy. Neither of us can afford a 
scandal."

"You worry too much. Let's have some fun." He leaned 
Louise forward to unzip her dress and unhooked her bra. 
Then he sat her back and slipped the dress and bra straps 
over her shoulder and made her slip her arms from the 
sleeves. As the material fell to her lap, he pulled her 
face to his. They kissed while his hand roamed over the 
bare flesh of her boobs .

Damn. He had my wife half naked in public. But we were 
okay. I glanced quickly around the room and saw that no 
one was staring at us. And Louise's body was shielded 
from view by her coat draped over the back of her chair. 
But this was dangerous as hell. If anyone bothered to 
look they would see them kissing. And if anyone came 
over, we were dead.

"Damn, Victor, you're going to get us fired."

He broke of the kiss to look at me as he thought it over. 
"Okay," he said. "Let's take her up to my room."

"No way." Playing around was one thing, but if he got her 
up to his room, he would try to fuck her.

"Up to you," he said. He pushed her dress, panties, and 
panty hose down off her hips and past her knees, then 
helped her extract her feet. The clothing went into my 
lap to deal with as he leaned her back into the seat. 
Except for her shoes and jewelry, Louise was completely 
naked. 

This time as they kissed, he spread her out, putting one 
leg across mine and the other across his. I could see his 
hand snake down to her pussy and felt her stiffen as he 
slipped a finger into her.

I was torn between fear of getting caught and fear of 
what would happen in his room. Fear of getting caught won 
out. "Okay," I said. "You win. Let's take her to your 
room."

"All right," he said. "Be a good boy and I'll let you 
watch me fuck her."

"No way you're going to do that," I said. But when I 
looked at Louise, her head was slightly back, her mouth 
half open with passion. Damn, I thought, she might 
actually let him do it. But I would have to deal with 
that later. For now, I had to get her out of here.

"Come on," I said. "You can have plenty of fun without 
fucking her. Let's get her clothes on."

Victor overruled me. "I want her naked. We'll just put 
her coat on."

At least he had agreed to move. So while he helped Louise 
get her arms into the coat sleeves, I folded up her 
clothes. Then they stood up and walked out with their 
arms around each other while I tailed along behind them. 

The coat was too short. It barely covered her ass. And it 
didn't help that Victor pulled it up a little with the 
arm he had around her waist. I could see several of the 
guys, some that I knew, staring at her exposed ass cheek 
as we left. Damn, we were toast.

In the elevator, Victor stood behind Louise, opened her 
coat, and cupped her boobs with both hands. Then he 
pulled the coat down over her shoulders and let it drop 
down her arms. She let it fall to the floor and stood 
there naked before me with Victor behind her, one hand 
playing with her tits, the other rubbing her pussy. But 
they didn't kiss -- they were too busy grinning at me as 
I watched them.

When the elevator door opened, Victor and Louise just 
stepped out, leaving the coat on the floor. I quickly 
bent over to pick it up and hurried after them. On the 
way out, I bumped into a fat guy backing into the 
elevator door. I don't think he even noticed me. He was 
too focused on watching Victor's hand caress Louise's 
naked behind as they walked down the hall.

When we stepped into Victor's room,Louise began laughing. 
"Did you see that guy's eyes. I always thought that bit 
about them popping out of someone's head was just and 
expression."

I laughed too. "You should have seen me trying to get out 
of the elevator. I think he was glued to the floor."

"There is some bourbon and ice on the table, Robert," 
Victor said. "Fix us a drink."

"Yes sir. Coming right up."

That caught Louise's attention. She laughed again -- at 
me this time -- and turned to Victor. "What about me, 
boss man? What do you want me to do?"

"You can entertain me," Victor said as he hung up his 
coat. He turned to face her and began undoing his tie. 
"Jump up and down and let me see your tits bounce."

Louise did as she was told. She kicked off her shoes and 
stood naked in the middle of the floor bouncing up and 
down for Victor. Her boobs were too firm to flop around 
much but they did have a nice jiggle to them. And I 
especially liked the way she watched me the whole time. 
This was turning out to be the best tease she had ever 
done.

Victor was having fun too. When I offered him his drink 
he took it from me and said, "Get your clothes off 
Robert." Then he sat down naked in a chair and told 
Louise, "Come here. Bend over and shake your tits from 
side to side for me."

As Louise leaned over, her boobs hung down so that she 
could shake them for Victor. She started off slow, 
letting them swing from side to side, then built up speed 
until they were really shaking. This time, though, she 
wasn't watching me. She was too busy checking out 
Victor's big old dong as it stretched half hard across 
his leg.

"You like what you see?" Victor asked her.

"It's enormous." And it was. Even half hard it was much 
longer and thicker than my cock ever got.

"You can kiss it," he told her. 

"No way," I objected.

"So you're going to renege?" Victor asked. "You did say I 
could have fun as long as I didn't fuck her. Didn't you?"

Damn. I couldn't remember exactly what I had said, so I 
had to concede the point. "Okay. A deal's a deal."

"So the rules are," Louise asked, "he gets to do anything 
he wants with your wife, except fuck her. Is that right?"

I nodded. "Right."

"Okay." She laughed again and reached for Victor's cock.

But he stopped her. "No hands. Just your lips and 
tongue."

That's another thing about Louise -- she likes a good 
challenge. She put her hands on her hips and leaned 
forward until her lips met Victor's cock. She kissed it a 
few times then ran her tongue down its length. Then she 
moved back to its head and tried to get it into her 
mouth. That was a challenge. The big bulb at the end of 
his cock seemed too big for her mouth. But she kept at 
it, using her tongue to position it against his leg and 
stretching her lips over it. 

Finally she sucked it in and searched for me with a look 
of triumph. When she found me naked on my knees next to 
them, she let her eyes scan down my body to my crotch 
where my hand was busy stroking my cock. It must be hard 
to giggle with a cock in your mouth, but she did. 

I guess the sight of me getting off on watching her suck 
a big black cock spurred her on because she kept watching 
me out of the corner of her eyes as she slowly started 
working Victor's cock deeper into her mouth. It didn't 
help her that his cock was growing as it hardened. But 
the way she was bent over at the waist with her head up 
served to straighten out her throat. Several times she 
gagged, but she would just pull out a little then go at 
it again. Eventually she worked her lips all the way down 
to his pubic hair. 

Once she had gotten it all the way in, she slowly pulled 
away until it was almost out of her mouth, then began 
sliding it back into her. She did this several times and 
I could actually see her throat expanding and contracting 
with the bulk of his cock as she slid it in and out.

"On your knees," Victor ordered her as he stood up.

Louise sank to her knees and started using her hands to 
stroke his cock as she sucked on its head. My position on 
my knees next to her gave me a great view of the action.

"Okay, now kiss your husband," Victor ordered.

She kept one hand on his cock as she turned to kiss me. 
Our first little kiss was tentative, just a little peck. 
But it wasn't gross like I expected, so I didn't pull 
away. We both opened our mouths and explored each others 
lips. It was an exciting experience -- her lips were warm 
from the heat of Victor's cock. I wondered if that was 
what they meant when they said a girl had 'hot lips.'

Victor pulled Louise to her feet and pushed her onto her 
back on the bed. Then he knelt on the floor, pulled her 
towards him until her ass was on the edge of the bed, and 
began rubbing his cock on her pussy.

"Hey," I complained. "No fucking, remember."

"I remember," he said. "But it's not really fucking if I 
just slip my dick into her."

"Yes," Louise said. She was getting too hot to smile, but 
I could tell that she was still teasing me. "Let him do 
it. I want to feel what's like to have a really big, hard 
cock in me."

"Okay, but you can't fuck her."

He pushed the head of his cock into her and began pumping 
away, trying to force his cock deeper into her. 

"Damn," I protested. "You're not supposed to fuck her."

"Relax. It'll hurt her if I just push in with one 
stroke."

He was pushing his cock a little ways into her then 
pulling almost all the way out before pushing in again. 
With each stroke his cock did go a little deeper, but I 
could tell that he was holding back, moving real slow and 
not pushing as hard as he could so that he could prolong 
the action.

It was hard to take my eyes off the sight of a big black 
cock working its way into my wife's pussy, but did glance 
up once to see Louise watching me. "God, it's big," she 
said. "It feels so fucking good."

I looked back down to see that Victor had bottomed out. 
He was still using long strokes to pull nearly out then 
sliding in until their pelvic bones met.

"Hey. Stop," I said. "We had a deal that you wouldn't 
fuck my wife. It's enough that I let you put your cock in 
her."

"Take it easy," Victor said. "It isn't a real fuck unless 
I cum in her."

I looked at Louise, but she was out of it. Her head was 
back, mouth open, and eyes glazed over as she reveled in 
the feel of a really big cock fucking her.

I gave in. "Okay. You can do anything you want to my 
wife. Just don't cum in her. We don't use protection and 
this is her fertile time."

"Shit," Victor said. 

I wasn't sure what he meant, but I let it go so that I 
could concentrate on watching him fuck my wife. Gradually 
his strokes got shorter and faster, and his breathing 
became more labored. Louise began bucking back at him, 
trying to help him fuck her. And her eyes were now 
focused on me, but she was too gone with passion to grin 
at me. This was no longer a tease -- it was a fuck.

"This is your lucky day, Robert," Victor said between 
gasps for breath. He was fucking furiously now. "Not only 
do you get to watch me fuck your wife, you get to watch 
me knock her up."

Shit. But too late. Victor bucked and groaned as he shot 
his sperm into my wife's unprotected pussy. I could see 
his ass cheeks clinching and his body jerking as he 
unloaded shot after shot into her. 

Finally he stopped moving as he knelt there with his cock 
still in my wife while he worked to catch his breath. 
After a few moments he looked around to see me on my 
knees next to him stroking my fully erect cock. "Okay, 
man," he said as he moved away. "Your turn."

But as I moved to position myself between her legs, 
Louise reached down with a hand to keep me away. "No. Not 
that. I need to cum." 

I looked down and her pussy. It was red and swollen and 
cum had starrted dipping out of it. "You kidding."

"Please," she asked. Her face was flushed and serious 
looking. "Make me cum."

"Shit." At first, I didn't think I could do it, but when 
I leaned down close I caught the odor of his cum. What a 
turn on -- I loved the smell of it. And when I put my 
lips to her pussy I found that the taste was not that 
bad. The only hard part was when I sucked on her clit. 
His cum came into my mouth in big stringy globs and sort 
of slithered down my throat. That was hard to take.

But she started moaning and bucking. "Oh yes. Yes. Suck 
Victor's cum out of your slut wife's cunt." 

She moaned then and her body shuttered so I knew she had 
cum. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and moved 
back into position to fuck her, but she slid away from me 
up onto the center of the bed. "No," she said. "Come here 
and lay down beside me. You too, Victor."

We lay down on either side of her and she rolled over to 
face Victor and began kissing him. "Hey, what about me?" 
I asked.

She rolled over on top of Victor and kissed him again 
before looking at me. She was still breathing heavy, but 
I could see her smile start to return as she said, "I 
want to watch you jack off while I neck with Victor."

So I laid there beside them and resumed stroking myself. 
After a while, she sat up straddling Victor so that he 
could fondle her tits while she watched me. 

Victor, who had been silent while he rested, spoke up. 
"So you like getting fucked in front of your husband," he 
asked.

"Yes," she said then added. "You asshole, you probably 
knocked me up."

"So?"

"Well," my wife said as she grinned at me. "I do want a 
family. And Robert can't cum in me. So maybe we can fuck 
some more?"

That did it. I shot my load into the air.

***

Actually things worked out pretty good for us. I got the 
Nova job and now Victor, Andy, Leo, and Mike all work for 
me. I think they like it. The work is good, and after 
all, it's not every boss that lets his employees fuck his 
wife.

We will have to take a break soon though -- Louise is 
about to deliver our first baby. I'm looking forward to 
her recovery because we have decided to have at least one 
more child. And we're thinking another black child will 
be best.

THE END

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