The Work of Art
Copyright© 2025 by Mohawk08
Chapter 10: - Mr. Stein
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10: - Mr. Stein - A young husband learns he has the power to grant permission, and his young wife learns how to take advantage of it.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Voyeurism Big Breasts
I wasn’t sure how to play this. With most women, I can figure it out. Yet, the Work of Art was not a normal woman. The intel I was getting was confusing.
You would think that an idiot could be easily manipulated, but Lynn said that might not be the case when I suggested it. This girl had a stubborn streak. She said the girl seemed repulsed by an old man’s body, but intrigued by cock size, so there was hope.
The mommy’s girl stuff might be ammo I could use, but just how I didn’t yet know.
My usual technique was to use the ‘mentoring sessions’ to gather information and to use it on the fly. That would have to work now. Most importantly, I had to turn on the charm. I knew going in that she didn’t really like me.
I had to play this carefully to land that precious little piece. I had been looking forward to this night for a very long time. I didn’t know if I would get in that young pussy tonight, but it would be a start.
My hopes went through the roof when I saw her come out of the door of the young couple’s little apartment. She was not dressed for a business meeting, but for a night on the town.
The red dress showed off all her assets to great advantage. Her great big titties were nearly bursting out of the top and the hem barely covered her ass.
“You look very beautiful this evening,” I said. “You’re breathtaking.” The plan was to give her a steady flow of little compliments.
“Thank you,” she replied. “Are you actually complimenting me?”
“I know we got off on the wrong foot, and that was my fault. Let’s change all that tonight. Ok?”
“Ok. You look very nice, too. Is that an Armani suit?”
“I believe so. You have an eye for fashion, I think.”
“Yes, thank you. I want to get a suit like that for Carl, but he says we can’t afford it. He would look so good in a suit like that.”
I helped her into the limo and sat right next to her.
“I’ve never seen you in a suit before,” she said.
“I wear them when the client expects it.”
“Well, you look ... nice. What is that scent? Is that your cologne?”
“Yes.”
“It smells really good. Can you tell me what it is, so I can get it for Carl.”
“Do you want Carl to smell like me?”
“Oh, maybe not.”
“You’re a smart girl.”
“Oh, thank you.” She flashed me a brilliant smile.
We stopped at the restaurant, Eddie V’s, it’s a top seafood place in Tampa. She seemed impressed. I guessed that Carl didn’t take her to places like this.
I watched her and she looked puzzled about the menu, so I asked if she had any questions.
“There is so much to choose from. Can I order anything? It’s so expensive.”
“You can have whatever you want.”
“I like lobster, but it’s so messy.”
“Then, I recommend the lobster thermidor. They remove the meat from the shell. Plus, it’s the best meal I ever had. Just delicious.”
“Oh, thank you. That sounds good. What are you having?”
“Chilean sea bass. The second best meal I ever had. You can try some of mine if you like. It’s not like any other fish in the world. It’s amazing.”
“That’s very nice. Thank you!”
After we ordered, I started the questioning.
“What are you passionate about, Charlotte?”
“Fashion. I love to buy clothes and accessories and purses, and stuff.”
“What’s your dream, dear? What is the thing you want most in the world?”
“Oh, that’s easy. I want a house.”
“Really, that’s it? Just a house?”
“I want a big pretty house with lots of bedrooms for babies and nice modern appliances, and stuff. And a pool.”
“When do you plan to buy it?”
“Carl says we don’t have any money right now, so we have to wait.” Very interesting. Money again.
“Is Carl treating you well? Are you enjoying married life?”
“Oh my God, he’s so wonderful. I love him so much. I just wish he didn’t have to travel all the time. I would do anything to have him home all the time.”
While that seemed like a lead in, it wouldn’t work. “Well, I am afraid that he does, dear. His great value to our company is what he does out on the road. That’s why we hired him, and that’s where he needs to stay.”
“Oh. Too bad.”
Not really since he leaves a hot young wife unattended all week. I would be more than happy to fill in any empty spaces he leaves behind.
“You will just have to learn to manage, my dear. If you need someone to hang out with during the week, I’m always here.”
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