Collateral
Copyright© 2026 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - Married to gorgeous Krista, and the father of two children, Tom’s life is perfect. Except for one thing-his gambling problem. This time, he’s in deep…to the Russians. Mob boss Yuri makes an offer. Tom has a month to find the money; until then, Krista will dine with him. Secrets are revealed. Their marriage bonds are tried. And their world may never be the same.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Wife Watching Gang Bang Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Right as Yuri, with Krista’s sleek, gleaming frame pressed into him, disappeared into his enormous home, every muscle in my body tightened. After downing the whiskey, I smacked my lips. Fists balled, I inspected the trio of steely-eyed guards focused on me. Then scanned another pair, watching me from the other side.
Reality simply didn’t make sense. Yes, she was my wife. But I’d fucked up. Placed her in that position. One where she’d be weakened. Everything and everyone were tinged with red. As the twisted aromas of marijuana smoke and pool chemicals wafted through my flaring nostrils, the edges of my view fluttered in and out of focus.
God damn it, Yuri was taking advantage of her. And that wasn’t ... I took a step.
Then froze as dainty fingers slid onto my forearm.
“She is your wife, no?”
At a soft female voice with a heavy Russian accent, I jolted. While the world continued its frenetic shuddering, I looked over to find a beautiful young auburn-haired woman. In one of those golden micro-bikinis, her slender features shimmered in the pool’s glimmering lights.
“I am Natalya.” As warm brown eyes twinkled, her smile somehow ripped through the steel clutching my heart. She nodded towards the open sliding doors at the back of the mansion. “Yuri ... He is kind. She will be fine. Unless she wishes to not be fine.”
At her chuckle, my chest hardened again, but that sunny grin stayed locked on me. When she laughed a little louder, I noticed the small bosom wobbling beneath the ridiculously tiny top. After catching my glance, she widened the smile as a slender finger tugged aside one glossy triangle.
“Like my titties?” Her eyebrow arched.
“Uh,” is all I managed as my brain struggled between dashing towards certain doom or not staring at the shiny fingernail nudging a pert, deep-pink nipple.
“Yuri says they are too small.” After a soft sigh, she pinched that amazing little stem and grinned wider.
“No, they’re, um, perfect,” I replied in a shaky voice.
Oh, I hadn’t forgotten about Krista and Yuri. But another four guards had appeared just inside the rear doors. My doom would have to wait. At that point, I wasn’t gonna leave my wife there alone.
“Oh, you are so sweet.” As her fingers roamed my arm, goosebumps erupted. In a lower tone, she added, “And, um, very handsome.” Before I could process that, she looked towards the mansion. “Does she like rough fuck? Yuri does. But won’t unless she does.”
“Uh.” Yeah, no way to answer that with the sudden images of what might be—no, most likely was—happening inside, flooding my melting, red-filled brain.
“Not to worry, handsome man.” Her fingers tightened. “She will be happy. He likes to make women happy.”
With a loud gulp, I kept staring at the house. How long would they be? Was I supposed to wait? Perhaps it was time to leave? Maksim would bring her home. Would she suck his dick again? Maybe, but we’d talk. No, I wouldn’t ask. Thus, Krista wouldn’t be forced to lie.
“Am I not pretty?”
“Huh?” I tore my gaze from the scowling guards to meet her narrowed eyes.
“Do you not find me ... Um, how you say, attractive?”
“Uh, what?” I gave her slender curves a longer scan than intended before returning to her face. “Um, yes, you are very pretty.”
“Thank you.” The magical smile she flashed me became ... A lifeline. It was a beam of radiance shining deep into the swirling rage and jealousy clawing at my iron-hard chest. “I like you, uh...?”
“Tom.” I gulped. “My name is Tom.”
“Well, I like you, Tommy.” With her slender digits again roaming my forearm, I didn’t mind her calling me that. From her, Tommy sounded—correct. “She is a lucky woman, your wife.”
Her words snapped the lifeline into a splatter of fraying threads. Despite her fist tightening on my arm, my entire body vibrated as I spun to glare at the mansion. Still empty, its glass portals taunted me. But a swift check of those steely-eyed praetorians doused any stupid desire to dash for the doors.
“What! Lucky?” shot from me. “She’s with Yuri!”
“Because you fucked him, no?”
At my abrupt silence, she giggled. Heartbeat battering my ribs, I turned to her. Despite the heat flooding my face, she only patted my arm.
“Well, now he fucks her, Tommy.” Her hand again tightened on me. “Always with him, it is business. Nothing more. She is still your wife.” At my silence, she added, “He already has one.” When I scanned the area, Natalya laughed. “No, this is Yuri’s party. She has her own companions. Men and women. She is very, hmm, talented. Do you eat pussy, Tommy?”
Rather than respond, I returned to glare at the hyper-watchful guards lining the rear of the house. But as the woman pressed into my arm and her fingers slid into mine, the heat within me wavered.
“His wife, she is also kind.” Natalya sighed. “And Yuri ... Well, does your wife eat pussy? Sometimes he likes to share his girlfriends with her.”
With the slender body nudging me and a half dozen stoic faces waiting for me to do something stupid, my mind spasmed. Way back when we’d first dated, Krista had mentioned women. Then there was the girl on Yuri’s yacht. Oh, that should’ve been a shock. But it wasn’t, and it sure wasn’t while staring at that mansion. Then again, her with another man would’ve also been shocking a month ago. God, I’d fucked up our lives so much.
When my knees wobbled, those warm curves slid tighter to me. As a curt sigh escaped my lips, those tiny fingers kept caressing me. Was Krista even my wife anymore?
As I gasped for air and the world started a slow spiral, my eyes caught motion. When my wife stumbled into view, every muscle in my body tightened.
Bare breasts jiggling, she was smiling while sucking hard on a glowing joint. A tumbler in one hand, the other was on Yuri’s massive arm. With her eyes glassy, a much more obvious smear of white beneath her nose shone in the reflected pool lighting.
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