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Chapter 15: - Charlotte
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15: - Charlotte - 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 knew Carl was mad at me and Mr. Stein. We were bad. We broke the rules. Then the negotiations didn’t go like Carl planned. I shouldn’t have said anything. That would have been the smart thing to do, but I was just so floored by this proposal.
“Wow. $160,000. He said I was valuable, but wow,” I said.
“Shut up, Charlotte. Just shut up.” Now, I understand why Carl was mad, but that was just rude. It made me mad. Carl never told me to shut up before. I didn’t like it.
So I said, “Plus bonuses. I wonder what I have to do to earn them?”
“Princess!” I didn’t feel like his princess right at that moment.
“That’s a lot of money. I guess those kisses and extra blowjobs really paid off,” I said as sarcastically as I could.
“Charlotte, I swear to God.”
“I mean, he seemed to really like them, but that’s a lot of money?”
“Aaaaasuuuuuggggghhh!”
“And for a whole year. What happens when the year is up? Will we give him the chance for a second year? I’m not good with math, but do you think we could pay this house off in four or five years?”
“Charlotte, I am begging you to stop and just be quiet. Please.”
“Are you calmed down yet, cause I can do this all night?”
“Shit, Princess. What are we going to do? I cannot believe I let this get this far. I do not want to share you ... with that man or any man ... for a whole year. We want to start a family, remember.”
“I’m only 22. We have plenty of time.”
“The thing that burns me up, is that you WANT to do this. You WANT him to fuck you for a whole year.” That was kind of mean!
“Carl. Please. Your language.”
“Dammit, Charlotte!”
I put my hand on his sleeve to let him know it would be OK. “Carl. It’s gone too far. In for a penny, in for a pound, Mommy used to say.” To be honest, I don’t know what that meant, but this seems like the time she usually said it.
“I know you are worried about him trying to ruin our marriage, but I already told him he couldn’t,” I continued. “I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you. You are my husband. You’ll always be my husband. I told him that.”
“If I lost you Princess, I don’t know what I’d do. It would kill me. I hate the position we are in with my traveling all the time. I hate leaving you alone every week, but I like you being alone more than being with him.”
“I won’t be with him all the time,” I said, trying to sooth Carl. “He won’t want to waste that much time on me after being with me all day at work. He will get tired of me pretty soon. I’m just pretty, not interesting.”
“If he pays $160,000 for your services, he’ll want to get his money’s worth.”
“Don’t forget the bonuses,” I said. Carl laughed that big laugh I love so much.
“So do we accept his offer?”
“Let’s not do anything tonight and tomorrow except make love. Just you and me. We’ll get him out of our heads until Sunday morning. We can discuss it then and make a decision.” That made sense to me. A whole day of making love to Carl sounded wonderful.
That night, we went out and had a nice Chinese dinner and then went home and made love on the living room floor. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom.
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