The Work of Art
Copyright© 2025 by Mohawk08
Chapter 27: - Charlotte
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 27: - 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
It’s 10 a.m. Tesday morning, and I’m so sore I can hardly walk today. That old man fucked my ass off. He’s in the shower now, and I’m trying like crazy to call my husband, but he won’t pick up. I try texting.
Me: Honey, why won’t you answer my calls?
Him: What’s the point? You and Stein are in love, it seems. My rules have been tossed out the window, and I’m going out right behind them.
Me: NO! NO! NO! Carl, pick up the phone. I love you!!! I told you! YOU are my husband!
Him: YOU have to tell HIM that!
Me: Yes baby. I will. I will be very clear today. I will tell him. No sex today. I’m broken anyway.
Him: Good. I didn’t sleep at all thinking you were about to divorce me.
Me: NO baby. Never. I told you. This is for the house. This is for the babies. That’s all. I LOVE YOU!!!
I have to buy that man a mirror, so he can find himself. Doesn’t he know who he is? I don’t care what Harry thinks. Carl is the man I chose for me. I stood up before God and Mommy and married him.
Harry’s not in love with me. Harry’s in love with Harry. I’m just a Work of Art he’s gotta have. Yes, I love that cock. That amazing cock melted me into a puddle yesterday.
Right now I have the best of both worlds. If I can’t have one man with both beauty and a big cock, I’ll take two men with one of each.
What am I gonna do? I want them both. How do I keep them both? I am juggling two crazy lunatics, and people think I’m the idiot.
When Harry comes out of the shower, I have coffee ready.
“We have to talk.”
“No, We have to fuck.”
“Not today. My pussy is out of order for today.”
“No it isn’t.”
I push him down on the bed. “Yes it is, and now you need to listen.”
“Oh shit. Already?”
“Already what?”
“Tell any woman that you love her, and she takes over.”
“Harry. Listen now!” I learned that from Mommy. Get their attention! He looked at me like a school boy. Good, it’s working.
“Last night, we had some wine, and I got drunk and said some things. Today, I’m not, and I want to make sure you know what’s what.”
“Fuck. Here it comes.”
“Carl is my husband and the man I love. You need to accept that. We have a deal that you made with Carl to share my body, but not my heart.”
“Not yet, maybe. I accept that, but I have a year.”
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