Broken Vows - a Cuckold Story (Intro Part - 5 Nick)
Copyright© 2026 by BethanyBelow
Chapter 15: The Tour
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 15: The Tour - This is part 5 of the introduction to my original story, BROKEN VOWS, which is a cuckold story series with some dark undertones. This story is from the Husband Nick's perspective. There will likely be 1-2 more stories with flashbacks/time changes and then the main story will pick up in the current day. I only began writing stories a few months ago, so please email, comment and vote. I appreciate your feedback as I would like to improve! You can also follow me on X @WordyBitchBeth
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
Janet’s “ten or fifteen minute tops” visit lasted just over two hours. I heard them moving through both floors. Compliments drifted down the stairs. The tile in the kitchen. The paint colors. The way the master bedroom felt open without being cold. Sarah’s voice grew steadier the longer they stayed. By the time they came back downstairs, she was smiling more than she was blushing.
Janet stopped in the entryway and pulled Sarah into a hug. “You’re a treasure,” she said. “If we had known you came as part of the package when the Company hired Nick, we would have made our husbands bring you both out here years ago.”
Everyone laughed. Sarah’s face went red again, but she was laughing too.
“Thank you,” she said. “That means a lot.”
Janet kept her hands on Sarah’s shoulders. “Simon mentioned that the Board has been talking about remodeling the executive suites at headquarters. I don’t see why they should hire some outside firm that will just make everything look like every other office in the Valley and overcharge for it when we already have you. You have a completely different eye.”
Sarah blinked. “I ... I’m not sure what you’re asking.”
“I’m not on the board, and I don’t work for the Company,” Janet said. She smiled and winked. “But I do have some influence. I think I’ll mention to Simon that they should ask you to come in and oversee it. If you’re interested, of course.”
Sarah looked at me, then back at Janet. “I don’t know all the details. But I would be happy to help however I can.”
“Perfect,” Janet said. “You’d get to spend some time with your husband while you’re on site. Lunch dates and such. And we have childcare for employees. You could bring the kids and drop them off for a few hours while you work.”
Sarah’s smile was huge. She kept thanking Janet, then the other women, then Roxie. I stood there and watched her. She looked lighter than she had in years. Proud. Excited. I felt the same pride I had felt the day the trucks arrived. Only stronger.
The women started filing out. Janet hugged Sarah again on the porch. Diane and Claire both told her the house was beautiful. Roxie was last. She hugged me first, quick and tight, then turned to Sarah.
“Thank you for bringing them,” Sarah said. “But what on earth did I just agree to?”
Roxie laughed. “Well, Simon, the rest of the Board and HR don’t know it yet, but you just got hired to remodel the top two floors of headquarters—all the executive offices and shared spaces. I assume you’ll be working on it for at least the next year, I would think. Plus whatever else they decide needs updating.”
Sarah’s eyes went wide. “Oh, my God. I didn’t realize. I can’t take a full-time job.”
“You won’t have to,” Roxie said. “Janet will handle it. I am sure it won’t take more than ten to twenty hours a week of your time. Tops. You’ll probably get a call from HR Monday or Tuesday after Janet has told Simon about it.”
Sarah looked at me. I shrugged and smiled. “Sounds good to me.”
Roxie pulled Sarah into a hug. When she kissed her, it was almost the same kind of kiss she’d given her over the last month, except this time I thought her mouth was slightly open. I thought I saw the tip of her tongue for half a second before they pulled apart. I also saw the way Roxie’s hand had slipped from the hug at Sarah’s waist down to the top of her ass. Not quite a full ass grab, but close, and I could not help but wonder if there was something more to my fantasies than I really had hoped. Sarah’s face was pink again. Roxie smiled at both of us, said goodbye, and walked down the driveway.
Sarah closed the door and leaned against it. “Did that just happen?”
“Yeah,” I said. “It did.”
She was still smiling. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
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