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Chapter 14: - Carl
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14: - Carl - 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
Driving to Mr. Stein’s on Friday night, and my mind is in a whirl. On the one hand, we are on the brink of getting a great deal of money and a chance to buy our house a whole lot sooner than we thought. On the other hand, the fact that I would be signing over my sweet, innocent wife to the most profligate man I know is scaring the shit out of me. I just hate that the idea turns me on so much.
Charlotte sat beside me practically thrumming with excitement. As soon as she picked me up from the airport, she began talking with machine gun speed about her week. She felt so happy in her new job, so fulfilled, so important.
She was also happy about the arrangement we were going to discuss. An arrangement. I didn’t know at that time what that word meant, but I would find out.
When she saw that I might not have been bringing the same excitement to the meeting, she got upset.
“What’s the matter?” She asked. That’s Charlotte, always getting straight to the point.
“I’m not sure we should do this.”
“We, Carl? We? Who is gonna do it, Carl? You wanted this. You said it was about the money and the house. We had to negotiate, you said. So I sucked his big cock and now you wanna quit. Now, I’m happy that we’re getting our house, and you wanna stop?” It was not like her to lose her temper. Something else was going on here.
“Princess, don’t be mad. I’m just wondering where this is leading to. What’s happening?”
“It’s leading to our house, Carl. Or house. We want this.”
“It’s just that you seem too excited, like you can’t wait to fuck him.”
“Aahhhh!!! I can’t believe you. You started all this.” She started talking in a fake masculine voice, “I grant you permission Princess to suck his cock.”
Despite my anger, I couldn’t help but smile. It was the first time she ever tried to imitate me. It was a little comical. We both started laughing.
“Everyone thinks I’m the idiot, but now you’re the one acting like an idiot. Make up your mind, Carl. What do you want?”
“I bet Stein makes you feel like an idiot. I’m surprised you’re so excited about this.”
“That shows you what you know, smart aleck! He is actually very sweet to me.”
“Sweet? Stein? How is he sweet?”
“Well, for one thing. He always says nice things to me. Good girl, smart girl. Stuff like that.”
“Anything else?” I smiled as that seemed so contrived. So Pavlov’s dogish.
“Ok. Well ... If we’re in a meeting with someone, and I look confused or frustrated, he holds my hand to make me feel better. He always explains things, and he coaches me. That’s what he calls it. Coaching.”
“He holds your hand in meetings with other people?”
“Yes. Is that bad?”
“What will they think? Have you thought about that? We both work there, Princess.”
“Oh. I didn’t think. I’m sorry.”
“Did you give him another blowjob?” I knew from her reaction immediately that she did. Nobody hides their guilt as badly as Charlotte.
“You gave us permission.”
“I gave you permission for one blowjob.”
“That’s what I thought at first, but then you asked if I would suck him in his office. We agreed that you meant we could do it anytime.”
“Us? We? We agreed? Who’s we Charlotte?”
“Me and Mr. Stein.”
“Who’s your husband, Charlotte?”
“You are.”
“I’m starting to wonder.”
“Don’t be like that. I thought I was doing what you wanted.”
“Had many times, Princess?”
“Now, five I think. Let’s see. Once on Tuesday night, one on Wednesday morning, two on Thursday and one today. It sounds bad I know.” Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Where did the last four take place?”
“In his office like you suggested.” I wasn’t even going to challenge that statement. There was nothing to gain really. She would just get more agitated as we are about to go into this meeting. The cow was out of the barn. Fuck.
“Did you kiss him?” Ah shit. There’s that guilty look again.
“I didn’t mean to. The first time, he made me and then it just got kinda normal. It’s hard doing sexy stuff with someone and not kissing.”
“Princess. That was a cardinal rule and you broke it.”
“I don’t know what that means. I’m sorry honey. I didn’t mean to. It just kind of happened.”
“Did he fuck you?”
“No, honey. That’s not what we planned.”
“So you can follow part of the plan?”
“You’re being so mean now. I am trying to be a good girl. This is not easy.”
“I know, Princess, but you have to stick to the plan. Do you want to end up like his other whores?”
“That’s really mean, Carl. They’re my friends, you know.”
As we pulled into the circular driveway of Mr. Stein’s palatial estate, I had no confidence that this was going to work. We were very close to the point that it was inevitable for Stein to fuck my wife at any time, and she would willingly let him. I had real concerns about my marriage and my sanity.
He greeted us at the door all smiles and affability. He shook my hand quickly, so I stepped to the side slightly, so he could shake Charlotte’s hand. Instead, I saw the shared smile between them as he opened his arms, and she walked right into them. It wasn’t one of those friendly or business hugs, but a lover hug as she laid her head on his shoulder and buried her face into his fat neck. I was seething.
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