Trade-offs
Copyright© 2024 by Amanda Pierce
Chapter 5
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Karen trades her self respect for her husband's corporate advancement. Then trades her mind and body for the approval of a mysterious gypsy.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Heterosexual Fiction Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting
Only a day later Karen and Roger received a dinner invitation from Todd and Rosaline Mansfield. Karen knew she had to make a good impression on the most powerful man in the corporation. She fidgeted about what to wear so finally Roger urged her to buy a new dress for the occasion.
She and Roger visited several shops before deciding on a full length black bodycon which dipped low in both front and back slowing ample cleavage in both places and featured a slit up the leg almost to the waist. Karen was shocked when first shown the dress and was ready to move on to something else, but the dress caught Roger’s eye and he insisted she try it on. When she came out of the dressing room his eyes lit up and with a big smile he told the sales girl they would take it. Karen was dubious thinking it way to suggestive, but Roger assured her it would be perfect. After all, he joked, it was just what was needed for a lovely piece of eye candy. Karen thought ahead to what she had agreed to and shuddered. Eye candy wasn’t all that would be expected of her.
The following evening they stood on the steps of the Mansfield mansion, Roger in suit and tie while Karen looked absolutely stunning in the dress with matching black stockings and high spike heels.
The doorbell was answered by a servant who ushered them into a small but opulent sitting room.
“Well, hello you two and welcome,” came a strong masculine voice as Todd and Rosaline Mansfield entered to greet their guests.
“Good evening, and thanks for inviting us,” smiled Roger shaking hands with the CEO and smiling at his attractive and sensuously dressed wife.
“And this must be your lovely wife,” continued Mansfield, shaking hands with Karen keeping her hand in his a little longer than normal.
“Karen,” she smiled, already awed by this handsome, self assured executive.
“Will others be joining us?” She asked looking around and seeing no-one else.”
“Oh, no, my dear. You see, when Roger told me he was accepting the VP position I wanted to meet you and give us all a chance to get to know each other. I like to know the people who work for me.”
“Well you certainly have been successful, in business and in your choice of a wife,” said Karen.
“Ah, that’s right, you two met a few days ago. Rosaline was telling me what a beauty you are, but I see now she understated the case.”
Karen blushed as the CEO gathered in her face and form with approving eyes.
“Thank you ... uh, I can’t tell you how excited Roger is about the Vice Presidency,” she said trying to change the subject.
“Roger has been a valuable member of our company for several years. He’s earned a shot at a VP position, especially now that he has such a lovely wife to help him further his career.”
Karen both blushed with the compliment and burned with embarrassment knowing what that last phrase implied.
“A bit of wine before dinner?” suggested Rosaline and the foursome settled into conversation and a tour of the mansion.
The meal was almost overwhelming for Karen. Composed of multiple courses with such a variety of dishes that she wondered if she and Roger could ever accommodate a life style even close to the one the Mansfield’s enjoyed.
At last the dessert finished and an after diner glass of wine in hand they adjourned to the den wihich featured lusciously decorated seating around a small game table.
The conversation at dinner had been light for the most part, Karen somehow managing to deflect the CEO’s suggestive eyes and comments.
“And now, Roger and Karen, since you both have agreed to a probation period during which you are to prove yourselves, I would like to be the first to see if this luscious wife of yours is as good as she looks.”
Karen and Roger’s mouths dropped open. Actually at the back of each of their minds was the nagging notion that this evening might wind up as more than eye candy, but neither expected things to take such a sudden and forceful turn.
“I ... I don’t know what you mean?” uttered Karen, her voice weak, defensive.
“Oh, I think you do,” smiled the CEO rising and holding out his hand.
Karen looked to Roger but his face showed only astonishment and he seemed incapable of saying anything.
Feeling trapped and with a sense of powerlessness Karen rose slowly from the chair, walked around the table and, looking back again to a husband who seemed impotent in terms of intent or action, she hesitantly took the hand of her husband’s boss.
He pulled her gently but firmly to him. Your eyes are lovely, Karen, but those lips are perhaps your most inviting feature.”
As his lips approached hers he sensed her start to resist.
“Let us all be clear on the cost of a Vice Presidency. You both know what will be required. If you wish you can still refuse and Roger may stay in his present position, but what will be required of you has been carefully and fully explained. If either of you is not willing to do what the company requires, then say so now and our evening can still end pleasantly. But you have said you are prepared to pay the price of that Vice Presidency. This is your first test. There will be many others. Fail now or with any of the others and the Vice Presidency goes away.”
Karen again looked to Roger who was now wrought with anguish but seemingly incapable of stepping up, taking his wife by the hand and leaving. His eyes met hers only briefly then looked away.
A quick glance at Rosaline saw only a smirk of satisfaction that the lovely little housewife was about to learn how to play with the big kids.
“I ... I...” she struggled before realizing there was nothing more to say, to do. Roger, even now that the harsh reality of what they had agreed to was crashing down around them, couldn’t or wouldn’t stop his wife from being sacrificed on the corporate altar.
Her eyes found Todd’s, closed, and she accepted the strong firm lips which enveloped hers. She thought about refusing his tongue but then realized there was no reason to resist. Her mouth opened to his probing tongue and they both drank heavily. Coerced or not, Karen’s entire body responded to the man holding her in his arms. Breathlessly she felt him pull her ever closer. Ashamed, she felt her heart quicken and her body temperature rise.
“You see?” he smiled looking to Roger and then to the trembling housewife, “we can make this enjoyable for everyone.”
His hands went behind her, found the zipper and began easing it down.
“No, please! Not in front of Roger!” She pleaded.
“Oh yes, in front of Roger. He also has to accept the price that you, as well as he, must pay for stepping up the corporate ladder.”
With the zipper now all the way down, the dress slithered from her laying in folds at her feet. Karen now stood in only bra, thong (again, Roger’s idea), stockings and heels. Burning with embarrassment and shame, she could not look any of them in the eye.
“Next?” Asked Todd of his wife who was enjoying the show as much as her husband.
“The bra. Let’s see those luscious breasts,” she laughed.
“No, please!” Begged Karen.
“But you’re such a beautiful woman, Karen. Surely you wouldn’t want to deprive us of that beauty.”
Again a quick glance at her husband brought no help and with a feeling of abject hopelessness her hands went behind her to unsnap the garment.
“Allow me,” smiled Todd turning her around and deftly unclasping the bra which Karen started to catch before it fell, but knowing she could do nothing else she let it fall, her full, firm breasts bursting forth to reveal dark areoles and nipples.
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