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Jack and Sharon and Friends 
by Dudley DoWrite (dudley_dowrite@hotmail.com)

***

This story fulfills a fantasy that has been taking 
shape in my mind for some time. A lot of the sex is 
from my own experiences and style, so if it's dull, 
have pity on the poor women that put up with it. Some 
of Sharon's attitudes and sexual responses are from a 
woman I had a long affair with. Do you recognize 
yourself Ellen? (MMmfF, ped, family-inc, wife, oral, 
anal, cuck)

***

Main Characters:

Jack and Sharon Owens: Our protagonists. Young good 
looking couple. Fall into a web of sexual intrigue and 
deviance as Jack pimps his wife to "get ahead".

Frank Graham: Our main antagonist, but of course he 
has help. Frank, the creator of the web, has hatched a 
plan to take Sharon away from Jack and make her his 
sex-toy and that will also financially ruin Jack.

Cindy Graham: Frank's fourteen-year-old vixen 
daughter, who, Frank hopes, will be the bait that 
keeps Jack in the game.

Mark Graham: Frank's sixteen-year-old son, could he be 
Sharon's "white knight", unlikely, but one can never 
be sure.

***

"Honey, I know it's the last minute, but you know how 
important this job is to us." Jack's extension of a 
dinner invitation to a potentially large account he 
had been working on was not going over well with his 
wife, Sharon. "I suggested a restaurant but when said 
he was tired of eating in restaurants and was thinking 
of just ordering room service, I just sort of blurted 
the invitation out without thinking. Besides, you're 
the best cook in town. And besides, his plane is 7:30 
tomorrow morning, so he won't be with us late."

Jack had invited Frank Graham, owner a very large 
manufacturing business that used electronic components 
similar to those Jack's company made. If Jack could 
win Graham over as a client it, his orders alone could 
turn Jack's company around. Needless to say, this 
could be a very important evening in the lives of Jack 
and Sharon Owens.

Jack had been trying to sell this account for a year. 
He had finally got the managing partner to come down 
and look the place over. Jack knew the shop wouldn't 
make a very good impression, but if sales picked up, 
the owner could upgrade the facility and equipment and 
bring it up to industry standards.

It was this need that made Jack extend the invitation 
without talking to Sharon about it first.

Jack and Sharon, were both twenty-five and three years 
out of college. A year earlier, Jack had talked Sharon 
into him taking a chancy, but potentially lucrative, 
marketing and sales position with an old-line company 
that had been losing market share for some time. Jack 
thought if he could help turn the company around, it 
would look great on his resume. Maybe even get him a 
partnership in the company.

"All right, but you own me."

"More than I could ever repay." Jack thought how true 
that was. "I told him 7:30, is that OK?"

"Just barely, but we'll make it happen."

Sharon, on the other hand, had been happy with Jack 
working for her father, maybe not making a lot of 
money, but secure and close to home. She had found 
herself being a little lonely since they moved to New 
City. She hadn't made many friends, and those people 
she had met were older than she was. And not much fun 
either. Not that she was wild or anything like that, 
but she wasn't into hanging around the country club 
getting blitzed in the afternoon. So she hung around 
their house working on getting rid of her tan lines 
and practicing her art.

The tan only added to her beauty. It made her shoulder 
length blond hair was even more striking. Her 115 
pounds spread over her 5' 6" frame, with full, but not 
overly large breast and a round, succulent derriere.

Jack and Sharon had met late in their second year in 
college. He was a business and engineering major, she 
a fine arts major. Jack was also well on his way to 
acquiring a Masters in Electrical Engineering. They 
didn't start dating right away, but as soon as they 
did, Jack fell in love with Sharon immediately. Sharon 
took some time to make up her mind, but when she did, 
there was no one else for either of them. They were 
engaged and moved in together for their senior year. 
Marriage came soon after graduation.

Jack and Sharon took up residence in Sharon's hometown 
to take advantage of the job offered him by her 
father. Sharon worked for a local art dealer, and 
found she loved the atmosphere and the work. When Jack 
suggested the possibility of moving to New City to 
accept the position he now held, Sharon balked, but 
finally gave in, especially when Jack promised her 
there were a number of galleries in the city where she 
could find a position similar to the one she now held. 
That turned out to be wishful thinking on Jack's part.  
This only added to Sharon's sense of unhappiness. 
Also, to make matters worse, Jack spent many hours at 
his office and almost as many on the road.  Their sex 
life, although fun and exciting, was curtailed to 
weekends, if, that is, Jack was home.

Jack got home a little after 6:30. When he walked into 
the house he called for Sharon. When she didn't 
answer, he went looking for her. He entered the 
bedroom and found her luxuriating in the tub. One of 
the perks of the new job was a housing subsidy that 
helped then buy a wonderful new home. The house was on 
two acres with a pool and a cabana. Three large 
bedrooms above a large living room, dining room, 
kitchen and den, with an office that had been turned 
into an art studio for Sharon. The master suite was a 
large bedroom and large bathroom that was accessed 
through a dressing room.

Jack stood within the dressing room watching Sharon as 
she lay in the tub.  The radio was on, playing soft, 
romantic music. Jack could see Sharon's hands 
caressing her breast just below the water. As he 
watched one hand stole below the water and made an 
obvious move toward her pelvis, the ultimate 
destination her love.

Jack was torn between wanting to get naked and into 
the tub with her or remaining practical and seeing to 
the preparations for dinner. He decided to be 
practical, although his raging hard-on was demanding 
otherwise.

He quietly left the bedroom and returned to the 
kitchen, where he found a bottle of chilled wine, 
opened it, poured to glasses and started back to the 
bedroom. Halfway up the stairs he called to Sharon, so 
as not to startle her or embarrass her. "I'm in the 
tub," she called back with a hoarse and breaking 
voice. Jack realized she hadn't finished her 
masturbatory 'handy' work. Good he thought she'd be 
even hornier when I get her in bed later.

He walked into the bathroom and handed her the glass 
of wine. "I'd love to get in there with you."

"I'd love you to also, but you'd better not, we don't 
have the time." She drank some of the wine, handed the 
glass back to Jack and stood to get out of the tub.

"Baby, every time I see you I get a hard-on, you are 
so beautiful. I hope this guy appreciates just how 
great you are."

"I don't care what he thinks, just so long as he does 
business with you."

Jack picked up a towel and began to dry Sharon. 
Standing behind her, he softly rubbed her neck and 
then kissed and licked it. Sharon loved him to pay 
attention to her neck. He rubbed the towel on her 
back, knelt and softly dried her derriere, kissing and 
licking most of the water from it. Sharon shivered 
with passion. Jack continued to dry her legs, and 
turned her toward him. He was still on his knees.

As Sharon turned, her pussy was right before Jack's 
mouth. Dropping the towel, he wasted no time in 
getting to the core of his love. He parted her pussy 
lips and, as she spread her legs, licked her clitoris. 
He licked as she drove her pussy into his face. 
Suddenly, he stopped.

"Don't stop, Jack, make me cum!"

"Just a taste, I want you so horny tonight you'll rape 
me when we get to bed."

She giggled, "You bastard, you get me going and walk 
away. I should send out for pizza and show your ass."

Jack picked up the towel and finished drying his 
lovely bride. When he was finished, he took her hand 
and led her to the dressing room. "Can I pick out your 
clothing for tonight?"

"Every time I let you do that I end up looking like a 
tramp. OK, go ahead, knock yourself out." Jack went to 
the lingerie drawer and picked out a red garter belt, 
came back and put it on her. He went back and 
retrieved a pair of nude tinted, seamed stocking. He 
bent before her and put them on and fastened them to 
her garters. 

Again he went to the drawer and got a pair of red 
thong panties that matched her garter belt. Next, he 
got her red high heeled pumps and putting them on her 
feet. He went to the where her dresses hung and picked 
out a red dress with a short skirt and spaghetti 
shoulder straps, she helped him put it on her.

"You forgot a bra."

"I didn't forget anything you need. With your breast, 
you don't need a bra. You look magnificent."

"And you are the biggest pimp I know. Are you up to 
something?"

"No, God no, I never thought of that!" THAT was a 
recurring fantasy of Jack's, sharing Sharon with 
another man. No, Baby, I told you I was over that, I 
promise."

"Hey, take it easy, I was only kidding."

"If that's what you think, change your outfit, I don't 
want you angry with me or suspicious."

"I really was only kidding, now go baste the roast and 
get me another glass of wine, while I put my makeup 
on." She handed him her now empty glass.

Jack got them both a drink and brought it up to her. 
Sharon was combing out her hair as Jack handed her the 
glass. She took a drink and said, "Come her and give 
me a wet kiss." Jack bent to her and felt her tongue 
caress his lips and them insinuate itself into his 
mouth. Their tongues danced together. Finally she 
pushed him away and said, "You better get out of here, 
or your guest will be eating a burned dinner, while I 
fuck your brains out.  Go make one of your famous 
salads for me."

As Jack worked on his salad, his fantasy returned, I 
would love to watch her fucking someone else, why did 
I lie? Again, his cock began to stiffen and press 
against his pants. Just then, the doorbell rang.

As Jack walked to the door, he realized his cock was 
still pressing against his pants. He opened the door, 
greeted his guest, inviting him inside. "I hope I'm 
not interrupting something." Jack noticed he was 
looking as the bulge in his pants. Jack's face turned 
a deep red.

"Oh, ah, no, ah...." Jack stammered. Finally his mouth 
caught up with him, "Geez, I'm really embarrassed."

"It's OK, it happens," Frank said with a laugh. Graham 
was as tall as Jack and as well built as Jack. He 
possessed a self-assuredness that came with success. 
His graying temples and military style, closely 
trimmed mustache added to his good looks, while 
providing him a certain panache. Sharon will be down 
in a minute, why don't we go out to the patio and 
wait. Would you like a drink?"

"Sure, what are you having?"

"I just made a pitcher of Tequila Sunrise."

"I'd love one. I usually don't drink Tequila, it makes 
me erotic, but one can't hurt." Jack thought this 
should be fun, these make Sharon horny as a bunny. "I 
hope I'm not putting your wife out, but I couldn't do 
another restaurant. Besides, I thought this might give 
us a chance to get better acquainted. I like your 
product, but there has to be some improvements made at 
your plant if we are to do business. I was 
thinking...." Graham never finished to sentence, for 
as he looked up he saw a vision of beauty that took 
the words for his lips. Jack turned to see what had 
happened and when he saw the look on Graham's face he 
was filled with pride.

"Good evening, I'm Sharon," she walked directly toward 
Graham and extended her hand. Graham, who was already 
on his feet, took her hand in his and held it for 
longer than was necessary. This, too, was not lost on 
Jack.

Graham, still holding Sharon's hand, looked at Jack 
and smiled. He turned back to Sharon and said, "You 
are a very pleasant surprise. Jack, you should have 
told me your wife was so beautiful." He never took his 
eyes from Sharon's. Finally, Sharon could no longer 
hold his gaze and averted her eyes, blushing.

Jack moved to Sharon, put his arm around her waist 
and, holding her close, said, "I'm glad you like her. 
She has a way of brightening a room, doesn't she." 
Sharon, feeling both of them staring at her, looked 
down at the floor, but allowed Frank to continue 
holding her hand.

Jack let go of Sharon, moved to the bar, poured her a 
cocktail and brought it to her. "Here, Honey, I made 
these just for you." Sharon took it. Her hand was 
shaking so much, she had to remove her other hand from 
Frank's so she could hold the glass without spilling 
any. Sharon put the glass to her lips and drank half 
of it off in one gulp. What am I so nervous about she 
asked herself?

"I have to see about dinner." She turned to leave.

"Here, Honey, take your drink with you, we're way 
ahead of you. Jack refilled the glass and handed it to 
her.

"You know what these things do to me."

"Oh, Babe, don't worry, you're among friends."

Sharon pulled Jack's mouth to hers, kissed him and 
then whispered in his ear, "And you are a Snidely 
Whiplash if I've ever seen one. OK, but if I get 
smacked and make an ass of myself, it's your fault." 
Sharon turned and went to the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, I took liberties there for a moment, but 
she is so beautiful I couldn't help it."

"Don't let it bother you, I'm actually flattered."

"Not jealous?"

"No, I love her and I know she loves me, just because 
someone pays attention to her doesn't threaten me."

They talked business for a few minutes, while putting 
a dent in cocktail mixer. Jack excused himself for a 
minute, filled another cocktail glass and took it to 
the kitchen. He walked up behind Sharon, put his arm 
around her and offered her the fresh drink. As she 
took it, Jack embraced her and caressed her breasts. 
"Oh Baby, your tits feel so good." He took her nipples 
in his fingers and squeezed them hard. "Your nipples 
tell me you're aroused."

"It's that damned Tequila."

"Sure it's not Frank?"

"He is good looking and very suave. I've always had a 
thing for good looking older men, you know that."

"And he likes you, too."

"Did he tell you?"

"No, I saw it in his eyes, didn't you?"

"I felt like he undressed me with his eyes and knows 
everything about me. It feels really scary."

"Scary or exciting?"

"Yeah, that too. Now get out of my kitchen and let me 
finish."

"Not 'til you finish your drink." Sharon put the glass 
took her lips and drank it all. "There, happy? If I 
don't pass out, I'm libel to rape you both."

"Promises, promises." Sharon laughed and pushed him 
out of the kitchen.

Jack returned to the patio and set the table. A few 
minutes later, Sharon came out with the salad course. 
Jack opened wine and poured for them all.  "Jack, 
you're going to get me loaded, if you keep it up," 
Sharon said, with concern in her voice.

"It's a party, besides, it's not like you have to 
drive home." They got through dinner without much more 
to drink. Jack didn't push it. He had already laced 
the salad with Thai weed.

After dinner, they were all feeling the very pleasant 
effects of the Tequila and Thai. Jack suggested Sharon 
take Graham into her studio to show him her paintings 
while he made coffee and put out the desert. When it 
was ready, he laid it out on the coffee table in the 
den and put some very romantic CDs on in the stereo. 
When he finished, he went to the studio and found her 
explaining some of the finer points of her art, with 
Frank's arm around her waist. Frank had pulled her 
close to him and Sharon was actually leaning against 
him. The scene gave Jack an instant hard-on. "Coffee's 
out." Jack startled them both back to reality, this 
time with both Frank and Sharon turning red from 
getting caught. Jack acted as if he hadn't seen 
anything.  "I set everything out in the den.

Frank and Sharon sat across from each other and 
continued the conversation they had started in the 
studio. As she crossed her leg, Sharon's short skirt 
rode up, giving Frank a peek at the tops of her 
stockings and her bare leg.

Jack began to detect Sharon slurring her words a bit, 
but otherwise she was holding up well. One of Sharon's 
favorite songs came on, "Oh, Jack, dance with me, 
please?"

"We have a guest, maybe he should have the first dance 
with you."

"I'd love to, if you don't mind, Jack."

"No, please do." Although Sharon was a little pissed 
at being passed about by these guys, her desire to 
dance overrode her feelings.

Frank went to her. She took his hand and led him to a 
place where the rug gave way to the hardwood floor. 
Sharon bent and pulled the rug back to give them more 
room, she also gave Frank a good look at her tits. She 
stood and he took her into his arms. She moved close 
to him. As he held her tight to him, she pressed her 
pelvis against his hardening cock.

Jack went around the room turning out all but one of 
the lamps. That one he draped with a piece of sheer, 
black cloth. The effect was totally erotic.  The song 
ended and they returned to their places. But, Jack 
noticed Frank couldn't hide his hard-on, nor did he 
try. He merely smiled at Jack with a self-assurance 
that gave Jack a moment's pause. I hope I haven't 
started something I can't control! But it was probably 
too late, he also had a hard-on and wanted to push 
things ahead.

The conversation was returned to Sharon's art. Soon 
another of Sharon's favorites was playing. "This time 
it's my turn," Jack said as he rose, making no attempt 
to hide his rigid cock as it used his loose pants well 
out in front on him. He could see Frank was well aware 
of his condition.

He took Sharon's hand and led her to the makeshift 
dance floor. She moved against Jack, positioning 
herself to grasp Jack's hard cock between her legs. 
"You two looked great dancing," Jack whispered in her 
ear. Sharon's only response was to grind her hips 
against his cock. "Did Frank have a hard-on?" Although 
he already knew.

"Yes," she whispered, hoarsely.

"Did he use it on you?" Sharon could only nod.

"Did it feel good?" Sharon nodded her head again and 
then buried into Jack's chest. "He hasn't taken his 
eyes off you since we got up." Again Sharon didn't 
answer, but this time Jack felt her quiver a little 
and press her pussy hard on his stiff prick. He took a 
cheek of her ass in each hand and pulled her tight 
against her prick, making sure Frank could see his 
hands were. They kissed, deeply and passionately, 
until the song ended, and then returned to their 
seats.

"I'm going to get some wine, or would you like 
something else?" Neither answered, they were intently 
looking at each other. Jack left the room and them to 
their own devises, wondering how far they'd go with 
him not there.

Sharon kept looking into Frank's eyes as Jack left the 
room. She sat with her heart racing and hands shaking. 
Why do I feel this way, I'm so hot, she thought, I 
wish Jack would send him back to his hotel so we can 
go to bed.  But, as she looked at Graham, she knew 
what was going to happen. She sucked in her breath, 
stood and went him. With an extended hand, this time 
she invited him to the make shift dance floor. Graham 
rose, took her hand and followed her. When they 
reached the wood floor, Sharon turned to him, put her 
arms around his neck and moved close to him. She felt 
his extended cock push against her leg. She moved so 
that it fit between her legs, rubbing against her 
mons, titillating her pussy. She ground herself 
against the staff she  so desired.

Graham was beside himself with lust. It took all his 
effort to keep from tearing her clothes off and 
fucking her right there and then. He reached down to 
her ass and cupped her cheeks. He simulated a fucking 
motion, grinding his cock up and down against her 
pussy. Graham slid his left hand along Sharon's side 
until he reached her breast. He took the breast in his 
hand, squeezing and kneading the soft womanliness of 
her tits. Sharon, moaning, looked up at him, inviting 
his kiss.

Graham continued to knead Sharon's love flesh as he 
bent to kiss her, moved to her ear, tongued it and 
whisper, "I want to fuck you more than I've ever 
wanted to fuck any other woman." Sharon responded by 
grinding her pussy even harder against his turgid, 
distended cock. He returned to her lips and they 
kissed again.

Jack took his time. When he finally returned he saw 
Sharon and Frank had made it to the dance area, but 
they weren't dancing, it was more like a sway and 
grind, as their mouths and tongues did the dancing. 
Sharon had both her arms around Frank's neck. He, on 
the other hand, had both of his moving all over 
Sharon's body. Jack was so enthralled he almost 
dropped the wine and the cooler. His hands were 
shaking as he placed the refreshments on the table. 
Just as he did, the song ended.

The couple didn't notice the music had stopped, or 
that Jack was approaching them. When he got to the 
couple, he tapped Graham on the shoulder and 
announced, "It's my turn, I think." Graham looked at 
Jack, smiled and slowly moved away from Sharon. He 
finally left for the couch. Another song started to 
play.

Jack looked at Sharon. Her eyes were glazed over with 
lust. Sharon came to Jack very sheepishly, "I'm so 
sorry, Jack, I couldn't help myself. I need it so 
bad."

"Need what, Honey?" Jack, knowing what she wanted, 
encouraged her answer by lifting her skirt and 
embracing the bare cheeks of her ass. He ran a finger 
down her crack and across the bridge that separated 
the love holes he knew so well and insinuated his 
middle finger into her sopping pussy.

"I need you to fuck me. I'm never been so hot, I want 
to feel a cock inside me." Sharon ground her pelvis 
against Jack's hard cock. They kissed and their 
tongues continued the dance as Jack caresses her cunt. 
The music ended again. And a new one started.

"I'll fix it for you, Baby" Jack took his finger from 
her pussy, and turned her toward Frank. "I think it's 
your turn, Frank," Jack said, as he slid open the 
zipper to Sharon's dress. " As Frank approached, Jack 
slid the straps from Sharon's shoulders and let the 
dress fall to her feet. There stood the prize of his 
life, the women he loved above all else, dressed only 
in her pumps, stockings and garter belt, totally 
revealed to a man who, a couple of hours ago, had been 
a complete stranger to her. Sharon stepped over the 
fallen dress and extended her arms to Graham.

Graham took one of Sharon's hands and turned her in a 
slow pirouette, admiring the gift Jack had just 
presented him with. "Jack, you're a lucky man, she's 
magnificent. I'm going to enjoy fucking your wife." 
Sharon felt like a real slut, being passed from one 
man to other, purely for their sensual enjoyment. 
Rather than being repulsed, it made her even more 
excited. She felt her pussy leaking down her leg.

Frank pulled her to him, their lips met once again. 
The kiss was totally wanton. There were no more 
pretenses. Sharon slipped her hand down to Frank's 
engorged cock. She moaned loudly enough for Jack to 
hear, and leaned back as if she was going to faint.

Graham moved both hands to her sex, burying one finger 
in her pussy, the other in her anal passage. It pushed 
Sharon over the edge. "Suck my cunt Frank, lick me, 
eat me."

Frank lowered her to the floor and buried his face in 
her cunt.

While the new lovers were in their throes, Jack had 
stripped off his clothing. He straddled Sharon's 
chest, sat on her tits to feed his cock into her 
mouth. She looked up at him, smiled and mouthed, 
you're finally getting what you've wanted, and allowed 
him to slip his cock into her willing mouth.  Her 
tongue swirled around his soft, sensitive cock head 
brought to the edge of an orgasm. Jack writhed with 
pleasure, took her face in her hands and started to 
fuck her mouth.

Jack broke away from Sharon's mouth, fearing her would 
cum too quickly. 

"Frank, let's take up to the playroom and fuck her."

Graham didn't need to be asked twice. He jumped to his 
feet. Jack and Frank helped her up. They walked to the 
stairs. "Honey, walk up ahead of us, we want to get a 
look at what we're going to fuck." Sharon gave Frank a 
flirtatious look, turned and sauntered up the stairs 
with a provocative sway. Her stocking and garters 
highlighted her legs and bottom. The red pump 
accentuated her calves and thighs. She was truly a 
vision of resplendent beauty. Mid-way up the wide 
staircase, she turned and asked, "Aren't you boys 
coming, there's a hot pussy up here in need of some 
great big, hard cock?"

Jack and Graham looked at each other, smiled and 
walked to where Jack's wife stood, Jack to her right 
and Frank on her left. Jack moved his hand to her 
bottom, only to find Frank had beaten him there. As 
Jack explored he found Frank's middle finger buried to 
the last knuckle in Sharon's ass. She moaned and 
turned to Frank to be kissed.

Jack moved his hand to take position at her clitoris, 
which he massaged with great love and tenderness. 
Sharon turned them to him to be kissed. "Oh, God, you 
two have made me so fucking hot I can't stand it." 
Sharon convulsed and came as they held her up by her 
ass and her cunt. Over and over she her orgasm 
overtook her making her spasm. Finally, Jack picked 
her up and carried her to the bedroom. Frank stripped 
as he followed behind.

"Thank you, Jack, I never thought it could be this 
good. I hope you're not mad in the morning. I love you 
so much," she whispered as she kissed his face and 
neck. Jack kissed her as he assured her all would be 
well, or so he hoped.

Jack laid her on the bed and removed her shoes. "Are 
you going to take off my garter and stockings?"

"No, my love, I want you to look like a slutty whore 
as we fuck you." Jack lowered his mouth to her pussy 
and devoured her, licking and biting. He felt the bed 
move, looked up and saw Frank feed his cock into 
Sharon's mouth. He slowly pushed until she had it all 
in her mouth, only removing it a little as she started 
to gag.

"Would you like to do the honors and fuck her first," 
Jack asked his guest?

"You are a great gentleman, I knew we were a lot alike 
when we met." Frank took over Jack's position between 
Sharon's legs. His large hands gripped Sharon's calves 
and raised them over her head, doubling her over at 
the waist. She reached between them, grasped his prick 
and guided it to her love hole.

"Put it in me Frank!" Frank, finding himself within 
the entrance to paradise pushed forward hard and took 
her in one quick, decisive stroke, burying his prick 
deep in her sweet cunt. He held his dick hard against 
the wall of her cervix. Sharon came again. "OOOHHHGOD! 
That's so fucking good. Oh, Jack, it's so fucking 
good. Bring your cock here and let me suck you! Come 
on lover, put your cock in my mouth or I'll scream so 
loud the neighbors will hear me."

Jack moved his dick to Sharon's face and let her guide 
it into her waiting mouth. He fucked her in the mouth 
as Frank began fucking her in the cunt.  Frank's 
strokes were long, pulling out until only his glans 
remained in her pussy, and then pushed his prick deep 
into her, hard and relentlessly. He picked up speed 
until he was pounding into her with all his force. 
Sharon screamed around Jack's cock as she came again.

"I'm cumming, Sharon, oh gawd, I'm cumming!"

"Don't cum in her cunt yet, let's not make it sloppy 
to soon.  Pull out and cum in her mouth." Jack 
extracted himself from Sharon's mouth just as Frank 
pulled from her cunt and moved to her face. He pushed 
his cock in her mouth and gushed into it, moaning as 
he humped her mouth. He fell off to the side as Sharon 
held his cock in her mouth.

Jack took Graham's place. But he was so overcome with 
lust, it only took a few whacks in her cunt before, he 
too, leapt to her mouth and deposited his load in her. 
He rolled off to the other side of Sharon and joined 
Graham in caressing their lover.

Sharon lay between them, her pussy dripping her own 
secretions. Her lovers' cum dripped from her mouth 
down her cheeks. Jack saw his and Frank's cum on her 
face and licked it off, feeding it into her mouth with 
his tongue. She turned to her husband, and smiled at 
him. "You may be sorry you opened me up to this, Jack, 
I loved being fucked by two men," she whispered as she 
caressed his cheek. She turned to Frank, rolled onto 
his stomach and made her way to his cock. She took his 
lifeless organ into her mouth, allowing it to rest in 
the warmth of her oral cavity. It wasn't long before 
it came to life again. With her oral manipulations, 
she soon had it hard and ready to fuck her again.

Sharon mounted Frank's hard cock and slowly fucked 
him. He took her tits in his large hands and squeeze 
and kneaded them. Sharon covered his hands with her, 
closed her eyes and rode him to another orgasm.

Frank rolled her to the bed, on her stomach. He got 
behind her, raised her ass to his cock and reentered 
her cunt. "Sit up her," he ordered Jack pointing to 
the bed in front of Sharon, "put your cock in her 
mouth. She really knows how to suck cock, you lucky 
bastard." Jack did as he was told.  Sharon took his 
cock in her mouth and let the motion caused by Frank 
fucking work Jack's cock.

Frank, nearing another orgasm, started to hump Sharon 
harder and harder.  Plunging deep into her pussy. She 
screamed from the pain each time he beat against her 
cervix, but Jack's cock muffled them. Frank's fucking 
became ferocious, beating into her violently. Sharon 
found she could give into the pain and when she did 
Frank's violence became pleasure filled. She started 
to cum. Her body was wracked with convulsions from her 
orgasm. She came so hard she began to bite Jack's 
cock. Finally, Frank came in her, pounding against her 
ass and yelling with his orgasm. They both collapsed 
from exhaustion.

Sharon snuggled into Frank, threw her leg over his and 
her arm around his waist. Frank enveloped her in his 
arms, and they both fell asleep. Jack could only lie 
there and watch, as he stroked his raging hard-on.

Jack had finally fallen asleep, fitfully. As he had 
lay beside his wife and her new lover, he marveled at 
the sight of her being fucked by this good looking, 
older man. A fulfillment of Sharon's repressed desire 
for her father, he thought. He wondered where this 
would take them. And, would his wife love him as 
before. A conundrum that, at that moment, was beyond 
his understanding.

***

Jack awoke from a puzzling dream, one in which he had 
been on a small boat, rocking in heavy waters. As he 
opened his eyes, the rocking continued. He turned to 
see Frank, buried deep in his wife's eager pussy, 
fucking Sharon with long slow strokes. They both 
became aware of Jack's return to consciousness at the 
same time. Frank asked him, "Good morning, Jack, sleep 
well?" Sharon only looked at him and smiled.

Jack couldn't answer. He had a feeling of lose. Lose 
of his wife to this man he had brought home for her to 
fuck. But, seeing his wife being fucked excited him 
again. His cock rose to the occasion. Frank, seeing 
Jack's hard-on, asked him, "You want a piece of this?"

"Yes," was all Jack could say.

"Sharon, mount Jack's cock," She dutifully extricated 
herself from the love shaft that she was enjoying so 
much and moved to straddle Jack. She took his cock in 
her hand and slipped herself down on his cock. "Have 
you ever been in her ass, Jack?"

"No."

"Good. Would you like me to fuck your ass, Sharon."

"Oh, Yes Frank, fuck me in the ass."

"Now, Jack, hold her down as I mount her." Frank got 
up behind Sharon and pressed his cock into her anal 
passage. Sharon, who had never allowed Jack even this 
close to fucking her in the ass, began to wriggle away 
from Frank's assault. "Dammit, Jack, hold her down," 
Frank demanded vociferously.  Jack held her tightly to 
his chest.

"Oh, Jack, it hurts."

"Maybe you shouldn't, Frank, it hurting her."

"Are you a man or a pussy, hold on to her."

"Please, Frank, on my dresser there's a jar of cold 
cream, please use that. You're hurting me!"

Frank paid her no attention, but rather pressed the 
assault. Jack felt something rubbing against his cock, 
it felt weird but wonderful. Frank kept pushing until 
his pubic hair was tickling Sharon's ass. He held his 
cock in her until he felt her begin to relax. As he 
withdrew his cock, Sharon let out a sigh of relief, 
but it was short lived, as Frank pushed his cock back 
into her, harder than before.

"There, Sharon, I'm in your virgin ass and you're 
going to cum for me. You're going to love getting your 
ass fucked before I'm finished with it." Frank began 
to stroke in and out of Sharon's now defiled ass with 
long menacing, strokes. After a few seconds, Jack felt 
Sharon begin to relax and breathe again. Soon she was 
moaning with pleasure from the fucking that was going 
on in her ass. Jack had only to lie there and allow 
Frank to pleasure him, too, through Sharon's thin wall 
of flesh separating her cunt and asshole.

Jack was the first to cum. He shot a load of hot cum 
into Sharon's pussy, cumming again and again, never 
with so much force or so much semen and now.  Jack 
kept cumming, even though he knew there was no more 
semen left to shot.

Sharon, moaning continuously, also began her cum. She 
clutched at Jack, buried her head beside his and 
moaned in his ear, "fuck me, Frank, fuck my ass, fuck 
it, fuck it, Oh Gawd, Frank fuck me, don't stop, don't 
ever stop."

"You love it, don't you? Jack, you've got some little 
slut here. I'm going to show you how to use this slut 
to make your life better."

As outrageous as it was, Jack felt himself getting 
hard again and fucking his beloved with Frank. He 
thrust his pelvis up into her, as hard as Frank was 
fucking her ass. "Squeeze our cocks," Jack demanded of 
Sharon, "squeeze them with your cunt."

As Sharon squeezed the two massive rods assaulting her 
sex cavities, the dam burst. She came as she had never 
cum before, shaking, bucking convulsing and screaming. 
Her head shook as she wailed Jack's chest with her 
small, delicate hands.

Frank, finally began to pump his cum into her ass. He 
pushed his cock deep into her and held it there as the 
force of his cum overtook him. With each squirt of 
cum, tried to push deeper and deeper. His shooting 
into her seemed to go on for minutes. At last, he 
pulled his cock from Sharon's ass, giving her the 
relief she craved. But she wasn't done.

Jack rolled Sharon onto her back, his cock still 
buried in her. When she was on her back, he pulled her 
legs up to her shoulders, doubling her over at the 
waist. When she was in position, Jack pulled his cock 
from her cunt and replaced Frank's in her ass. "You 
liked it, didn't you? You never let me in here, but 
now you're going to get my cock in your ass whenever I 
want it."

Frank stood beside the married couple, smiling. 
'That's it, Jack, show her who the man of the house 
is. Fuck her hard and you'll tame her. And as our 
friendship grows, I'll teach you other things you can 
do with this slut."

Jack, who earlier had been feeling left out and 
worried, now felt a sense of triumph. He had not only 
entertained an account royally, he was going to become 
a friend. Jack picked up the pace and fucked Sharon 
asshole with renewed vigor.

Jack heard Frank walk to the bathroom and start the 
shower. "Did you hear that, Baby, we won. We got the 
account."

"I know, and I got fucked."

"And I got you in the ass, thanks to Frank."

Sharon closed her eyes and allowed Jack to continue 
fucking her in her ass, even after it became apparent 
he wasn't going to cum again. When he heard the door 
to the bathroom open, the couple disengaged. Jack 
kissed his bride and thanked her for a wonderful 
night. She thanked her husband for opening up her 
sexuality and for getting her the best fucking she had 
ever had.

As Frank made his way back to the den, he retrieved 
his clothes from re-dressed right where he found them. 
By the time he got to the kitchen, Sharon was moving 
around making, dressed only in an apron. Frank stole 
up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, grasped 
her nipples between thumb and forefinger and squeezed. 
She gave a little yelp, but when he only squeezed 
harder, she gave into the pain. She leaned back 
against him, grinding her ass into his groin.

"You were something else last night. I don't know if 
once is going to do it for me. I may have to get Jack 
to lend you to me now and again. Would you like that? 
Fucking me now and again?"

Sharon turned to face him, raised her mouth in 
offering to his lips. Frank accepted the offer and 
kissed her deeply as his hand stole to her ass and 
caressed the once virgin space that had given so much 
pleasure.

"Yes, I'd like you to fuck me again, but what about 
Jack?"

"Don't worry about Jack. We'll fuck you together 
again, like last night and then I have a plan that 
will make him want to send you to me." He pushed a 
finger into her now open and expanded asshole as he 
pinched her nipple with viselike pressure. She winced, 
but didn't pull away.

Jack, wearing only a pair of boxers, came into the 
kitchen to find his client and his wife in their kiss. 
He made some noise to let them know he was there, but 
it made no difference to them. They continued to kiss 
as Frank sawed his finger in and out of her ass and 
pinched her nipple. Finally they drew apart. But not 
before Jack had a renewed hard-on.

"Oh, Jack, you're here. Let's talk shop for a minute, 
before that hard-on your sporting gets in the way of a 
salient discussion." They sat at the table discussing 
their business future as Sharon served them breakfast.

After some preliminaries, Frank told Jack, "I don't 
think I can do business with your shop as it is." Jack 
was obviously crestfallen. "Don't look so shocked, you 
know they've let the place got to shit. But I have a 
plan. You have a business degree, right?"

"Yes." Sharon who was standing behind Frank, looked at 
Jack questioningly, Jack shook his head NO almost 
imperceptibly. Frank went on.

"Here's my thought. Your boss is going to have to sell 
the plant if he can't stop the bleeding. And without 
my orders, he can't do that. I talked to him about it 
his predicament yesterday. So, why don't you buy the 
plant, reorganize it and upgrade it. If you do that, 
you'll get all our business that you have capacity 
for. Now I know you've had your eyes open for the past 
year and we've spoken about the need to reorganize the 
company. I like the things you said you'd do. I know 
you can handle it."

"Sounds great, Frank, there are about 2 million 
reasons I can't do it, Where do I get the capital?"

"We'll lend it to you. You can then make your boss a 
cash offer, that will lower the purchase price, and 
we'll also advance you working capital. Of course, 
we'd want interest on the loan and price concessions. 
The price concession will sell the deal to my 
partners. I don't need them to make the deal, but it's 
always better to have them on board."

"Of course, there is one more thing I'd want on a 
personal basis."

Jack didn't really have to ask; he had heard him 
telling Sharon he wanted her, away from Jack. "What's 
that, Frank, I hope it's something I can manage."

"I go on business trips from time to time, I want 
Sharon to accompany me on some of those trips. This 
is, besides the time we spend together here. After 
all, if I have a stake in your operation, I'll be 
spending more time down here."

Jack looked at Sharon, questioningly. Sharon averted 
her eyes and looked at the floor. "Yeah, I think that 
can be arranged, But, of course, it's really up to 
Sharon. What do you say, Honey, would you like to be 
Frank's whore on his business trips." They both looked 
at her for her an answer.

"Yes," it was almost an imperceptible whisper.

"Good," Frank said, almost gleefully, "That's 
settled."

"There is one other thing."

"What's that?"

"I'm going to call a partner's meeting for next 
weekend to discuss this and other things, of course. I 
want Sharon to come and be the hostess of the meeting, 
my wife used to do the honors, but she's no longer on 
the scene.  We've missed the feminine touch at our 
weekend retreats.

This time Jack didn't even bother to ask Sharon. 
"She's yours for the weekend." Jack looked at Sharon 
but she couldn't return his gaze, she blushed and 
looked at the floor.

"OK, Jack, since you're a good sport about this, 
sometime soon I'll bring you your own little treat." 
Jack wondered what that meant. "And now, Jack, with 
your permission, I'd love to have Sharon suck my cock 
before I leave."

Jack walked to Sharon, took her hand and led her to 
Frank. "Since you want to be his whore, you may as 
well get started now. Take his cock out and suck him 
off." Sharon immediately dropped to her knees, opened 
Frank's zipper and gently took out his semi hard cock. 
She kissed the tip, licked it like an Ice cream cone 
and popped it into her mouth. Frank moaned with 
renewed lust.

Jack stopped them, saying, "Let's go in the den, She 
can get up on the couch to give you head and I can get 
back in her ass."

"Now you're learning," Frank opined licentiously.

Sharon led them into the den. She unbuckled Frank's 
pants, let them fall, and took down his underpants. 
She pushed him onto the couch, kneeling between his 
legs. She lightly raked her nails over the back of his 
cock, from his balls to his tip and back again, Graham 
shivered with pleasure. She moved her mouth to Frank's 
cock as it lay against his belly and licked up and 
down its underside, sucking in between her lips and 
licking the artery.  She lifted his cock erect, using 
only her lips and eventually, after several failed 
attempts, sucked it into her mouth. Frank spasmed at 
the intense pleasure Sharon's lips and mouth were 
giving him.

In the meantime, Jack had lost his boxer and 
positioned Sharon's ass so he had clear access to it. 
Before he fucked into her, he lowered his head to her 
cunt and kissed it. "I've never loved this cunt more."

As he repositioned himself and started to penetrate 
Sharon's now ready and willing ass, Frank asked, "Were 
you talking about her or her fuck hole?" They both 
laughed.

"I meant her fuck hole but I guess she's proving to be 
a cunt, too." Sharon turned red with humiliation, but 
never lost a stroke on Frank's cock, nor a backward 
thrust on Jack's. I guess they're right, I am nothing 
more than a slutty cunt whore. But, gawd, I love being 
used.

Frank was the first to cum. It was a weak cum, 
considering all he had given her in the past ten hours 
or so. He extricated himself from beneath Sharon, 
pulling up his underwear and pants as he watched the 
young couple fuck.  "I'll let myself out, you two love 
birds just go right on fucking. You've got a real fuck 
machine here, Jack, any time you need help you know my 
number. He shook hands with Jack and walked out of the 
den. Soon Jack heard the front door close.

"Let's go upstairs, Baby, I want to finish you in bed. 
Rise up and lean back on me, I'll carry you up with my 
cock in your ass." Obediently she rose up. Jack lifted 
her with his arms around her waist. When she was 
airborne, he moved his hands under her thighs and 
carried her in a sitting position with her back 
pressed against his chest. Her weigh pushed his hard 
cock as far into her ass as it could possibly go.

As they moved to the stairs, Sharon asked, "Are you 
mad at me. I don't know what came over me, Jack, I got 
so hot I couldn't control myself. I really love you, 
even though I said I'd go with Frank and be his whore, 
Jack, I really do love you, please believe me." Sharon 
rambled on and on, Jack said nothing.

"Oh, God, Jack you are mad at me. I won't go with him, 
I'll always stay with you, Just don't make me fuck 
someone else and I'll always be faithful!" Sharon was 
so nervous over Jack's reaction that her sphincter 
muscle tightened on Jack's cock, filling him with 
ecstasy. When they got to the bed, he lay on her belly 
with two pillows under her hips and wailed into her 
ass with renewed force. Sharon couldn't help herself; 
she became orgasmic again. Jack pulled out of her ass 
and came all over her back and hair. He fell on top of 
her, exhausted.

"Please, Jack, tell me you still love me."

"More than ever before, my darling, and in the next 
couple of years we're going to have more fun and make 
more money than we ever thought we would.  Frank has 
his plans, but we have ours as well."

Sharon wasn't sure what our plans were, but she felt 
secure again in his love for her. She snuggled into, 
pulled his arm over her and put his hand on her 
breast. She fell asleep in Jack's arms feeling 
sexually sated and more in love than ever before. Her 
only question was with whom?

***

Jack awoke from a sound sleep. He checked the clock, 
2:38PM. Best he could recall, Frank Graham left 
sometime around 6AM, by the time he had finished corn 
holing his wife, Sharon, it was probably 6:30. They 
had slept 8 hours already and Sharon gave no signs of 
waking any time soon. Jack thought, 5 hours of 
fucking, booze and weed will do that to a person.

Jack rolled away from Sharon as quietly as he could. 
Got up and dressed for a run. It would clear his mind 
and give him time to think.

In the kitchen, he loaded up with water to hydrate his 
body. Made for the door and started to stretch and 
warm up at poolside. As he warmed up, the hot early 
June weather got to him. He opted for a swim instead. 
Jack stripped and dove into the pool and began doing 
laps.

As he swam, he thought about what had happened in the 
past 24 hours. He also considered what he might have 
gotten himself and Sharon into.

Frank Graham: was he an account or an investor? Would 
he come through with his promises, or did he just want 
to fuck Sharon?

Sharon: She had taken to Graham last night, actually 
she had fucked his brains out. She also seemed to be 
very subservient to him. Could that be all good? And 
how far would she go with him?

What would happen to Sharon and him if he got in too 
deep with Graham?

Simple questions, trouble was, he couldn't see the 
answers. One thing he was sure of; Graham had no idea 
who he was or what his background was, at least not 
yet. Jack would like to keep it that way. Maybe his 
infatuation with Sharon could work for them. Oh, shit! 
Now I'm pimping my wife. How long would she go for 
that? It didn't matter. He knew what had to be done to 
turn the company around. Even more important, he knew 
how he could profit handsomely if Graham helped him 
take over the plant. Jack had designed new product 
that could easily be produced in the plant. He had 
even talked to end-users and they were anxious to see 
the product produced. He could make a business within 
a business that would help him get out from under 
Graham and his partners quicker than they could 
imagine. Jack would just have to make sure graham was 
distracted by his desire to fuck Sharon.

Jack was so intent on his speculation he hadn't notice 
Sharon had come out to poolside. He made a racing turn 
at the deep end and as he approached the shallow he 
saw Sharon's legs in the water. She had her pussy the 
level of Jack's mouth. He swam to the offer pussy and 
licked her as he can up for air. Jack cradled Sharon's 
hips in his hands, lifted them out of the water and 
put his mouth back on the pussy he loved so much.

As he ate her cunt, Jack thought, How can I love her 
so much and be so willing to pimp her to Graham? For 
Jack, this answer was easy. He had a long-range plan 
and he and Sharon would come to laugh at about what 
they would be doing some day. Besides, the way Sharon 
took to last night's threesome made Jack believe she'd 
love the experience.

Sharon reached for Jack's face and pulled him up to 
her. She kissed him lovingly. Its sweetness touched 
Jack deeply. "Hey, Baby, Why didn't you wake me? Are 
you hungry for lunch or would you just like continue 
eating pussy?  Or, would like a good fucking, sailor?"

"Let's see. How about I eat pussy, then fuck you and 
then have lunch."

"Couldn't have said it better myself. Take me back to 
bed and let's be lovers all weekend. No clothes, not 
out, just eating and fucking."

Jack got out of the pool, picked her up and carried 
her to the cabana instead. He lay her on the couch. 
Sharon pulled him to her, kissed him and said, "Let's 
not just fuck, that was last night. Make love to me, 
long, slow love."

Jack positioned himself between her legs and entered 
her wet pussy. He slid his dick into his lovely wife, 
slowly but without stop, until he could go no further. 
Jack held himself in her, deep in her sweet, delicious 
cunt as they held each other."

"Honey, you were right all along, sex with two men is 
very exciting, but making love with you is better than 
life itself. Move in me, Sweetheart, fuck me slowly, 
with long slow strokes."

Jack slid in and out of her, slowly, as she wanted. 
Sharon came twice. He lasted this way for as long as 
his passion would allow. "I can't stand it anymore, I 
want to cum in you. I want to fuck you, Baby, fuck you 
fast, hard and deep."

"Roll over, Lover, let me ride prick." Jack rolled on 
his back. Sharon straddled him and mounted his hard 
cock. She sat on his cock with a hard thrust toward 
his pelvis. Sharon slowly rose her hips, sliding his 
cock right to the entrance of her love and again sat 
down hard. Over and over she fucked him. Jack started 
to moan and thrust up into her. Finally he pulled her 
down on his chest. With his cock pushed deep into her 
cunt, he came.

They were both exhausted. They lay in each other arms, 
caressing and kissing with loving tenderness.

"Sharon, if I had known you'd be so turned on by a 
threesome, I'd have insisted before."

"It did turn me on. But, honestly? I think it was 
because he reminded me of my father. I told you I used 
to fantasize about him as a little girl. And last 
night, I kept thinking Frank was my dad. Well not all 
the time. Frank is a good fuck in his own right."

"Do you really want to fuck him again?"

"Only if it's OK with you."

"How about hosting his partners meeting. You know 
he'll introduce you as his new slut, don't you?"

"Yeah, but it's kind of exciting."

"And if he wants to share you with his partners, would 
you let them gangbang you?"

"I hadn't thought about that. Maybe it's like the old 
saying, 'In for a penny, in for a pound'. Yeah, I'd 
let them gang bang me. Does that disturb you? I know 
this was what you always wanted, me being gang 
banged."

"But I wanted to be there to watch."

"I know, if you don't want me to, I won't go."

"I'm afraid you have to go now. If you don't he won't 
do business with the plant and that would hurt us, you 
and me. We're in debt pretty good with the house and 
all. If the plant goes belly up, and I don't have a 
deal with Graham, we could be out on our asses."

"Baby, I'll go, it'll be fun. And while I'm there, 
I'll make sure Frank is going to take care of you as 
well as I'm going to take care of him. You said you 
had a plan. Can you tell what it is?"

"Honey, if I tell you and he questions you about what 
we doing and what my plans are, any slip you might 
make could be disastrous for us. I trust you with my 
life, but you know how you get on Tequila and I let it 
out the bag last night that that was your weakness."

"I understand. But is it legal?"

"Yes, but maybe not ethical. But, shit, it's business 
and you don't think his offer to help me buy the 
business didn't have some cost attached, do you?"

"No, I guess not, just be careful."

They spent the weekend making love and putting Friday 
night behind them, for now anyway.

***

Graham sat back in his first class seat thinking over 
what had happened to him, too. All his thought came 
back to Sharon, He had to have her again, and a lot 
more again after that. The partners meeting would be a 
blast. Jack, that fool Graham thought, had gone along 
with his request like an idiot. He had no idea what 
Graham had planned for Sharon and yet he made it 
easier than Graham thought would be the case. Wait 
'til the partners, especially that animal George got a 
look at her.

Graham knew he would have to throw Jack a bone 
sometime soon, if he was to get to keep Sharon for any 
length of time. When he said a little surprise he had 
someone special in mind, Cindy, his fourteen-year-old 
daughter. Graham had been trying to think of a way to 
bang Cindy ever since his wife walked out on him three 
years ago. Two weeks ago, he had talked her into 
swimming with him naked. He got a couple of feels of 
her burgeoning tits and slid his hand along her ass 
cheeks before his son, Mark, sixteen, came home. Mark 
was a little upset, seeing his father swimming naked 
with his sister, but didn't say anything. What Graham 
didn't know was that Mark was jealous, he also had 
designs on Cindy. Graham had lain off Cindy since. But 
now, a new plan festered in his depraved mind. And 
Mark, maybe he could get Sharon to fuck him too. That 
would give Graham more leeway with Cindy. He thought.

And then there was Jack and the plant he worked at. If 
he could get Jack to buy the plant, with his and his 
partners' help, there would be price concession that 
would have to go along with any deal. These would 
limit Jack's profitability. After Jack had stretched 
his cash flow to pay down the loan to them, Graham 
could squeeze for more price concessions, eventually 
squeezing Jack into bankruptcy. Then, it would be 
either Graham got Sharon as his live in whore, or Jack 
was really up the creek without a paddle. Of course, 
after he got Sharon, he would go after Jack 
relentlessly. This sounded too good to be true. But 
first, Graham thought, I have to get that dolt Owens 
to buy the plant.

She couldn't get Sharon out of his mind the rest of 
the trip. By the time Graham got home, he had a raging 
hard-on again. As he walked up the driveway, Maria, 
his housekeeper opened the front door for him. He was 
glad to see she was dressed for his return.

Maria was a seventeen-year-old Mexican girl who had 
been smuggled into the States about six months before. 
One of Frank's partners had found her for him. The 
partner, George Evans, had found a Mexican girl the 
year before and had been very satisfied, both with her 
and by her. When her friend, Maria, showed up, 
George's girl asked if he could find her a job. He 
immediately thought of Graham, whose two kids needed 
someone in the house while Graham was at work. Graham 
had lost no time in bedding her. So, it turned out she 
provided for his every need, and was cheap.

After Maria settled in, Graham had bought uniforms for 
her. French maid uniforms right down to the black 
seamed stocking and high heels. And she wore them 
well. About 5' 2", 100 lbs. at most, but very shapely. 
Her long black hair and large dark eyes framed and 
punctuated a very beautiful Indian face. Graham 
especially got a kick out the way Mark followed he 
around like a puppy in need of a petting.

"Are the kids home?"

"No, Senor."

"Good, come with me. I have a very special need of 
you" There was no question in Maria's mind where he 
was taking her, nor what he wanted when they got 
there.

When they got to Graham bedroom, Maria went to close 
the door. "Leave it open." Frank had not only been 
thinking of Sharon on the way home. He had fantasized 
about Cindy as well. He hoped she would come home a 
see him fucking Maria, hoping it would make her 
curious and horny enough for him to take another shot 
at her.

Maria had stripped off her uniform dress and panties. 
"Would like me to keep my stockings on."

"Yes, and your shoes to. I like it when you look like 
a whore." Maria was not offended, Graham took care of 
her after he fucked her and she needed the money to 
send back to her family. She also liked the way Graham 
fucked her.

Maria came to Graham, fell to her knees and took of 
his shoes and socks. She straightened up on while 
still on her knees and undid his pants and let them 
drop. Graham, who had already removed his shirt, 
stepped out of his pants.  Maria took off his boxers. 
She took his cock in both her hands and kissed and 
licked it. Just then, a door opened and closed down 
stairs. Someone, sounding like Cindy, started up the 
stairs. "Cindy is coming, Senor Graham.  I'll close 
the door."

"No leave it. Take my cock in your mouth and suck me." 
Maria looked at him in a way that told Graham she knew 
what he was thinking. Without further hesitation, she 
took his cock in her mouth and emitted a pleasurable 
moan, loud enough to be heard in the hall.

"Senor Graham, you have such a lovely cock, I love to 
suck you," again loud enough to be heard out in the 
hall. Graham heard a floorboard creak outside the 
door. It took all his will power not to look. Maria 
was really working his cock with her mouth. "Senor 
Graham, you make me so hot, I wish you to fuck me, 
please." Graham decided she was earning bonus money 
for this.

"Kneel up on the bed, I'll take you from behind." 
Maria positioned herself on the bed so that if Cindy 
were watching she would get a good view of Maria's 
pussy and her father's cock fucking it.

"Maria, you're so wet, you really do want a fucking." 
Graham held her hips, pushed his cock into her in one 
long, smooth motion and rode her like a horse. Maria 
came immediately.

"Senor, I'm cumming for you. Oh, Senor, I love the way 
you fuck me."

Graham's fantasies of Sharon had him on the verge of 
cumming all day; his need was more than he could 
handle. "I'm sorry, Maria, I can't hold out any more, 
I'm cumming, too."

"Please, sir, pull it out, I want you to cum on my 
tits, please." Graham pulled out, Maria turned and sat 
on the edge of the bed, took Graham's prick in her 
mouth and sucked him until he started to cum. She took 
his cock from her mouth and jerked his cum on her face 
and tits. When he was finished, she put his prick back 
in her mouth and licked him clean. After she cleaned 
him, she made a production of raising her tits to her 
mouth and licking Graham's come from them.

"Thank you Maria, you're as good a fuck as I've ever 
had." Graham took Maria in his arms and kissed her. 
She was pleasantly surprised; he had never kissed her 
before. She liked it.

Maria picked up her dress and panties and started for 
the door. As she got out in the hall she saw Cindy 
ducking in her room. Maria turned back to Graham and 
nodded to him. He understood that to mean Cindy had 
been watching them.

Graham put on a pair of shorts and a golf shirt and 
started for the bar on the patio. A few minutes later, 
Cindy came out to the patio. Her face was flushed and 
looked as if she had just cum. "Hi, Honey, I didn't 
know you were home."

"I noticed."

"What, what did that mean."

"I saw you, you and Maria."

"And?"

"What do you mean 'AND'?"

"Is that all, you just saw us, you have no reaction?"

"Why did you do it?"

"Because I'm a man and she's a beautiful woman. And, 
since your mother walked out on us, I've had real 
needs without anyone to take care for me.  You 
wouldn't want me to bring women in the house just to 
sleep with, would you."

"No, I guess not."

"So who else do I have that I'm close to that I can 
share my love with?"

"Well...."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Graham knew it best not to talk about it anymore, the 
seed was planted. Now he wanted to measure how deeply 
it was planted. "Would you like to go for a swim?"

"Like last time?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know."

"You mean skinny dip?"

"Yes."

"If you want to, do you?"

"Yes." Graham stood and took off his shirt and shorts, 
stopping at his jockeys. Cindy stood and took off her 
top, short and reached for her panties. Graham led the 
way, taking his off, Cindy followed. Frank looked at 
her wantonly, "You are so beautiful, Cindy, I wish it 
was you before." Graham took her hand and led her 
across the lawn to the pool. As they walked, his cock 
started to become erect again. Cindy tried not to 
look, but couldn't help herself, it stuck out so far. 
Graham noticed her gazing at him, but said nothing.

He dove in and waited for Cindy. She dove in and came 
up in front of him.  Graham reached out for her, she 
swam to him. He took her in is arms and said, "You 
know I love you more than anyone else, don't you?"

Cindy put her arms around his neck and held herself 
close to him, her thigh touched his cock. She 
startled, pulled her thigh away. "It's OK, Baby, you 
can touch it." She moved her thigh back and rested it 
against his hardened cock. Graham moved his cock 
between her thighs; she closed then on it. He cupped 
her derriere with his hand and lowered her until his 
cock rubbed against her virginal pussy. She raised her 
mouth to his and they kissed.  Cindy was awkward at 
first, but soon started to respond to his tongue.  
Graham moved his hand to his cock and pressed it 
firmly against her pussy and rocked her back and 
forth. He came again. Cindy shivered. Graham looked up 
and saw Mark watching the through his bedroom window.

"We better stop, Honey, Mark is watching." Cindy 
reluctantly let him disengage from her.

The rest of the day and night, Graham and Cindy kept 
their distance from each other. Mark walked around the 
house pouting.

Monday morning he took Cindy to the family doctor, and 
old friend and fellow rouge. Jack had called him and 
told him he thought Cindy was about to become sexually 
active and thought she should be on the pill. The 
doctor's response was, "OK Frank, but I'd like to get 
some of her after you."

"You son of a bitch," Frank answer, "I ought to break 
your fucking neck."

"And you would too, if it wasn't the truth." They both 
laughed.

"OK, you get seconds, but not right away, I want her 
for a while for myself."

"You're going to have to give it a month so I can 
check her reaction to the pill and to make sure she 
has a typical menstruation. So, keep it in your pants, 
my friend, don't get too carried away."

When he got to the office he faxed a small order to 
Jack and then called him. "Jack, did you see the order 
I faxed over?"

"The secretary just brought in to me, thanks, Sharon 
and I appreciate it."

"How is Sharon?"

"Better than ever. We had some weekend after you left. 
My stomach muscles hurt from so much pelvic action."

"I'd be pissed if I didn't know I was going to get 
plenty this weekend. It's still on, isn't it?"

"Yeah, Sharon's looking forward to having you to 
herself for a couple of nights. By the way, she's 
curious to know what you want her to do as a hostess 
to your meeting."

"It won't be hard work and we'll gladly pay her for 
her time and effort. Do you mind if I call her to make 
the arrangements, or would you rather I do it through 
you?"

"No problem with you calling her. She's out today, but 
she'll be in this evening, but if you'd rather I not 
be there, you can call tomorrow."

"OK, I'll call tomorrow. By the way have you thought 
about the business we talked about, buying the 
company."

"I did, but geez, you'd end up being my only client, 
isn't that dangerous?"

"If we're using you as a sole supplier, which we'd 
have to if we're on the hook for the purchase capital, 
we're in the tighter situation than you are.  We'd 
have given up our relations with former suppliers and 
we'd be at risk for a couple of million. No, we'd be 
reliant on each other. And we don't want to produce 
those pieces; it's not economic for us here. I think 
you'll be very happy with the arrangement as I 
proposed it."

"OK, let me know what your partners say about it. If 
they're in agreement, I'll talk to my boss and see 
what he has to say."

"Don't wait for my partners, find out. I told you, I 
have controlling interest and my partners have to go 
along with what I want."

"OK, I'll start the ball rolling here, let me know. I 
tell Sharon to expect you're call tomorrow." 
Fortunately, Jack had told Sharon to screen the calls 
when she was home today with the answering machine. 
They had planned on her not being home tomorrow, 
either. Jack wanted to see how anxious Graham was to 
have Sharon and what he would give up to get her.

***

The next day, Frank called and left a message, telling 
Sharon how disappointed he was that she had not been 
there for him when he called.  "I'll call tomorrow at 
10AM, sharp. Be there!" It was an order that 
frightened Sharon in its intensity. She erased the 
message so Jack wouldn't hear it and have second 
thoughts. The demanding way Frank spoke to her excited 
her, made her feel like his property, like his sex 
slave. She knew deep within her that what she really 
wanted was to be dominated by a strong man.

She sat on the edge of her bed waiting for the call, 
naked. The phone finally rang. Sharon picked it up 
with one hand as the other went to her cunt and 
caressed it. "There will be plane tickets at the 
counter for you, a 1PM flight to Capital City. You'll 
be met at the airport and taken to my home, where you 
will spend the night with me. You will wear the same 
dress as Friday night, with no bra and no panties. You 
won't need any other clothing, it will all be provided 
for you, just bring makeup and a pair of black and a 
pair of white high heeled pumps. Do you understand 
these instructions?"

"Yes, Frank." He disconnected the call. Sharon 
realized two fingers were buried in her cunt. She put 
the phone back in its cradle, lay on her bed to finish 
what the call had started. But it didn't finish, she 
kept cumming all afternoon.

When Jack got home that night Sharon was waiting for 
him at the door. She wore a black garter belt, black 
seamed stocking and black pumps. And nothing else. She 
knew that was how Jack loved to see her. She handed 
him the cocktail she had prepared for him, took his 
briefcase, put it down and led him to the den. Along 
the way he drained the drink. "Get me another," he 
demanded handing her the glass. She went to the 
kitchen and returned with another drink, of which Jack 
drained off half immediately. Sharon put her favorite 
romantic music on the stereo and came back to Jack, 
took him in hand and led him to the hardwood. She 
stepped into his arms. They danced.

"He called today," she whispered.

"I can tell, you're hotter than ever." He ran his 
fingers across her pussy lips, they were soaked. "Were 
you like that all day?"

"Yes. He makes me so hot. He makes me feel like an 
object, his sex toy. It makes me feel depraved, but so 
hot Jack." She detailed the call to him and when she 
finished, she said, "Jack I want you to fuck me, hard, 
hurt me, Baby, I need for my cunt and my ass to be 
abused. Please, Jack?"

Jack was delighted, his secret desire was to 
humiliated her and make her subservient to men. He 
owed Graham, he reluctantly admitted. He smacked her 
ass.  Hard! "Ooowww," She squealed, but held him 
tight. He spanked her again. This time she meowed her 
discomfit, but still held on, she didn't pull away.

Jack took her hand and led her to the back of the 
couch. He pushed her over the back of the couch, with 
her ass high in the air. Whack!!! Another ass burner. 
Whack, whack, whack!!! Her ass turned red and became 
hot to the touch. Jack continued to spank his sexually 
evolving wife. Gawd, I love this. I'm as nuts as she 
is. Jack undid his belt and pants without losing a 
beat, so to speak. His pants dropped to the floor. He 
unsnapped his boxers, they fell. Jack positioned 
himself behind Sharon and pushed his cock 
unceremoniously into her hot, sopping cunt. After a 
few strokes, when he was lubed enough, he pulled out.

"Oh, gawd, Jack don't be mean. Put it back in me."

Jack, instead, lined up on her anal button and pushed 
hard into her asshole. 

Hard, violently.

"Oh YES! Fuck my ass. Spank my ass. Make me hurt, give 
me real pleasure." Jack slapped her ass with every 
outstroke and reentered her ass as far as he could 
push his prick. "Oh, gawd, Frank, I'm cumming, I'm 
there, fuck me Frank, fuck me hard. Cum in me, Frank, 
cum with me."

Jack heard her call him Frank, but ignored it. He was 
fucking his beloved wife the way he always wanted to 
fuck her. With long hard strokes he fucked in and out 
of her asshole. His prick seemed to swell and he shot 
a load into Sharon's ass. He came and came, shooting 
more cum in her. When he finished he pulled out of 
her, held her down and continued spanking her, but not 
as hard now.

He stopped his insult of her ass and lifted her on to 
her feet. Sharon quickly turned to him, threw her arms 
around him and buried her tongue in his mouth. "Oh, 
Jack, I love you so much, I don't know what's 
happening to me. I loved your humiliating me and 
hurting and fucking me and cumming in my ass. What 
happening to me, Jack?"

Jack kicked out of his pants and boxers and led her to 
the front of the couch where he sat and pulled her 
down to his lap. "Sharon, Baby, we don't need Graham, 
his orders or his money, we can get along without it. 
If you're having an emotional upset about this, we'll 
call it off."

"Aren't you afraid, are you so sure I'll come back? 
Are you so sure of me?"

"I always have been and always will be, but you have 
to decide. If I say don't go, are you going to wonder 
what you missed and then get angry with me? If you 
don't go because of me, isn't that the same thing? 
Maybe you have to go and find out if you can handle it 
and then we'll do what we have to do, if you do come 
back."

"If I don't come back right away, will you take me 
back later?"

"Yes," he answered, but not too convincingly. "Let's 
wait until tomorrow before we decide. You're as high 
as I've ever seen you. Let's have dinner, some wine 
and later do a little weed. We'll go to bed, make love 
and see how you feel in the morning."

"That's a plan," Sharon kissed him and got up to go to 
the kitchen and get their dinner. As she walked away, 
Jack saw a string of cum leak from her delicious ass. 
That bastard, Graham, if he fucks her up, I'll really 
fuck him up. That sounded like bravado, but Jack 
though he could make it happen, if he had to do.

What he hadn't told Sharon was that his boss agreed to 
the buyout in principal. Things were moving ahead 
well.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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