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Chapter 24: - Charlotte
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 24: - 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
The next morning, I was taking Carl to the airport like I always do on Mondays. We were doing it in total silence, as we hadn’t really spoken since our argument in the car the day before. We didn’t ever really fight, so this was very strange to me. I felt very badly -- like it was partially my fault.
“Honey, I’m sorry for yesterday,” I finally said. “I don’t like it when we fight.”
As we pulled into the airport road, Carl said, “Can we have an honest conversation about yesterday? If you want to, pull over at the cell phone lot. I don’t care if I miss my flight. You are more important.” I pulled into the lot.
“I’m sorry too for being a ridiculous, jealous fool,” he said. “Now, what exactly are you sorry for?”
“I got jealous and mad, cause you talked to Lynn.”
“You had no reason to be mad. Don’t you trust me? If we don’t trust each other, our marriage is in real trouble.”
“I trust you, baby.”
“What else was going on in your head yesterday? You weren’t just mad because I had some conversations with other women.”
“I thought about it all night. I didn’t sleep to good. I think I felt guilty, cause I was having all that super great sex, and you weren’t. I feel bad.”
“Did you maybe use your jealousy and anger as a reason to have guilt-free sex with Stein?”
“I guess I did, but it didn’t work. The guilt I did feel only made me madder.”
“Did it feel wrong ... the sex?”
“Yes, but that’s why it’s so exciting. It’s like when Mommy told me not to do something, and then I had to do it. It sometimes feels good to do something wrong, but then you feel guilty afterwards.”
“Do you think what we’re doing is wrong now?”
“YES! Of course. It’s wrong, and it’s dirty. We took money for sex. What’s that called?”
“That makes me a pimp and you a whore, but well paid ones,” he laughed. I didn’t think it was that funny. I guess I just really understood the weight of what we were doing, and it was pressing down on me.
“Princess, I don’t want you to feel guilty, and I don’t want to be jealous. The problem is that I don’t know how to NOT feel that way. It’s the same with me as with you. The naughtiness is the turn on. The humiliation of you being fucked ... by him ... even makes it hotter.”
“Oh. I’m glad it’s not just me. I like it when he’s rough and maybe even nasty, but it makes the guilt even worse.”
“All day yesterday while you were with him, I was so jealous and so humiliated and also soooo fucking hard. My damn dick was hard all day long. But mostly, I felt so proud that everyone wanted you. There were two other attractive women on that boat, but all the men wanted to fuck only my wife. One even begged me to let him.”
“That can’t be true. Gary was with Mary, and he didn’t look disappointed.”
“He would sell his mother into slavery to fuck you. Ben doesn’t fuck any of the other girls, but he sure as hell wants to fuck you.”
“He’s just really very weird, but his hands were nice.”
“Anyway. We can’t let these negative emotions destroy us, Princess. We can’t let it ruin the time we have together. I don’t want to come home on Friday and have us fighting all weekend.”
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