Chapter 31: Katie’s Naughty Evening

Katie Jackson cut up fresh broccoli on the counter for dinner as she stared out the window of her kitchen. It had been a month since the blizzard rocked the city and the temperatures had moderated. All the snow had melted and life had returned to normal.

The sexy wife was busy preparing herself for the Mrs. America pageant. She was relieved that she had paid her children’s tuition, paid down their credit card and thankfully paid for her auto insurance. However it nauseated her to think about how she had received the money to pay her debts. She felt horrible the way she allowed the three men to use her as their personal sex slave.

Katie couldn’t help but be worried that her husband would find out what she had done or what she had become over the past few months. He was so supportive and the feelings of her betrayal would overwhelm her. She loved him more than anything and couldn’t help but worry about him finding out.

But even with all the guilt it didn’t stop the feelings that had erupted inside of her. She wanted and needed sex constantly. Katie contemplated talking with a psychologist because of her constant desires however Fred was more than willing to fulfil her needs and wouldn’t take much to convince him to come to bed early or come home from work.

As she cleaned the vegetables in the sink she saw Phil limp out to his mailbox. He hadn’t called or knocked on her door since her one night with his friends but she had seen Bambi at his house. The buxom prostitute would stop by twice a week but even her appearances had slowed which she assumed was because of Phil’s lack of money. Suddenly the old man stopped in his driveway as he ripped open a letter. Katie saw his hands shake as his face turned a deep shade of red. He limped a bit faster as he stared at the Jackson’s home. The sexy wife moved away from the window so he wouldn’t see her staring at him. He was mumbling to himself as he slammed the front door behind him.

Within a few minutes her phone rang, “Hello?” she politely answered.

“What the fuck did you do?” a voice yelled through the headset.

Katie immediately knew it was her obese neighbor and cringed, “What are you talking about?” as she kept her composure.

“Fuck you! Get your ass over here,” he demanded.

“I’m making dinner Phil. What are you upset about?” Katie asked innocently.

“Get over here right now or I’m coming over! Do you understand? Maybe Fred needs to hear what a fucking slut you are,” he screamed into the phone. Katie turned towards her husband watching the news in the living room hoping he didn’t hear.

“I’ll be right over Phil. I’m sure it’s not a big deal.” She hung up the phone as she slipped on her loafers.

“Fred?” she called out to her husband, “I need to run next door. Apparently something happened with Phil’s taxes. It won’t take long.”

Her husband nodded, “Okay. Did you need me to help with dinner?”

She glanced over at the uncooked vegetables, “It will be okay. I’ll be right back.”

Katie walked briskly over to Phil’s reminding herself that she needed to remain calm. As she walked up onto his steps and before she could even knock he opened the door. His face was red and his hands still shook as she walked past him. He slammed the door behind her, “What the fuck did you do?” he screamed.

Mrs. Jackson turned towards him and in a sense of bewilderment, “What are you talking about? Why are you so upset? I haven’t done anything!”

Phil’s pudgy hand held out a letter which Katie took as she read the form letter from the Missouri Department of Insurance. It notified him that they were investigating the traffic accident that they were involved in.

Katie placed her hand on her chest as she faked being in shock, “I can’t be associated with this Phil! If Fred finds out what happened...”

Phil’s demeanor changed as he interrupted her, “You didn’t report me to them?”

“Phil!” Katie’s voice shook, “Didn’t I take part of the money that you got from them? Oh my God! I didn’t get a letter but am I going to be a witness? What do I say?”

“I don’t know,” Phil stumbled and sat down in a chair, “This is going to kill Norman. He could lose everything that he worked his whole life for.” He threw the letter onto the floor.

Katie bent down and picked it up as she tried not to smirk, “Who would have known about this? Did you tell anyone? You know,” pausing, “ ... about us?”

He shook his head side to side. A breath of relief overwhelmed Katie as she felt for sure he would have bragged to his friends about his sexual exploits, “What about your paid friend? Did she ever ask where you got the money?”

Phil nodded solemnly as he gritted his teeth, “Yes and she was pissed that I couldn’t pay as much as usual.”

Mrs. Jackson rolled her eyes. She couldn’t believe her luck, “You should let Norman know I suppose.”

Phil shook his head, “No! He will lose his license!” The fat man reached out and grabbed a water bottle and sipped as he stared at his sexy neighbor. He had the time of his life since the accident as he fucked her every way he could but now he needed her help. “If any of these guys ask you what happened just be honest and tell them that we were involved in an accident.” He turned and looked Katie up and down; even in trouble he felt his cock stir at the sight of the hard bodied married woman. Her tight jeans and t-shirt looked glued to her body. Her breasts poked out and screamed to be groped. He shook his head, “Obviously you can leave out the rest. Don’t mention Norman or even meeting him. I’m not going to let him lose his practice or license because of me.”

Katie straightened her posture, “I’m sure it isn’t a big deal Phil. I bet these investigations happen all the time. We both need to be honest and I’ll say I rear ended you and I paid out of pocket for my repairs. I suppose at worse they would make you repay a portion of the settlement.”

Phil nodded, “Fucking stupid whore,” he grumbled, “I knew I should have ended it with her. All she wanted was more money.” He stared at Katie’s sexy freckled face, “Do you have any of the money left?”

Katie’s stomach lurched, “I don’t. I had to pay for the tuition and obviously my car insurance.”

The fat man nodded again and sighed as he leaned back in his chair.

“I guess we should just keep everything quiet and we all should be fine. I know you haven’t come over lately or called and we should probably keep it that way don’t you think?” Katie was pulling the strings perfectly and Phil was completely clueless, “I will have to tell them that I didn’t have insurance but was going to pay for the damages out of my pocket but you...”

“Declined?” he cut her off. “Yeah,” Phil agreed, “I just don’t want Norman to get caught up in this.”

“I think that would be for the best,” Katie turned towards the door, “I’m sorry this happened to you Phil but just be honest and everything should be fine.”

Phil didn’t move, “Just don’t mention anything about Norman if they ask. I’ll take the blame for the claim that I filed with my insurance.”

“I won’t. I have to get home Phil,” as Katie opened the door and closed it behind her. For a moment she just wanted to scream in jubilation as it felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She eagerly returned home to her family.

The days and nights went by and two weeks had passed since she had spoken with Phil and nobody had called to discuss the accident. She felt her life had returned to normal with her only concern was preparing for her trip to Las Vegas for the Mrs. America pageant. Katie wanted to win the crown for her husband. He had been supportive of her and more than anything wanted to win it for him. She wanted to give him bragging rights to all of his co-workers and friends that his wife was Mrs. America.

However Katie Jackson had also pondered their future for the past few weeks as Fred was offered an exciting opportunity. Business mogul Alan McConough was interested in having Fred join his firm with the understanding that he would run his American office out of Kansas City, which was recently named the Silicon Valley of the Midwest. Before opening the office he wanted Fred to join him in London for a minimum of six months. Alan was a very successful investor and ranked among the wealthiest in England but felt it was necessary to trust and have full confidence in Fred’s business dealings. He would work with him and the many business deals in Europe before trusting him to open the American office. Alan of course would provide a lucrative salary plus pay for living expenses which included an apartment near Alan’s office. Both Fred and Katie were unsure of the potential opening although she knew he could easily find work if things didn’t work out with Alan especially with his fame in the investment world. They both knew that if the American office would open in KC it would be an incredible opportunity and provide unbelievable financial security. They knew they would have to give Alan an answer soon.

Fred had something planned for her this evening and she figured it was a romantic dinner just for them both as a good luck when she travels to the pageant. She remembered one of their last dinners together ended up at The Strand. She could only fathom the reactions if she went there now after being plastered all over the Kansas City newspapers, TV and social media.

Fred surprised her by purchasing a gold lantern sleeve sequin dress with matching gold strapped high heels. The sexy dress fit her body like a glove. It revealed her toned legs as was cut above the top of her knees. Her small breasts stuck out from the tight confines of the dress obscenely.

Katie touched up her make up as she stared into her mirror as her small hips swayed to the music playing. As usual her body ached to be fucked. It had been over a week since they had sex and she wanted her husband’s cock more than ever. She knew her husband would like the way she looked this evening as she spun one more time in front of the mirror.

“Hey honey!” Fred hollered upstairs, “Are you ready?”

She slowly walked downstairs as she saw her husband’s jaw drop. Even after all the years of marriage she felt as though they both turned each other on more than ever. “You like?” she teased.

“Oh yeah,” he stared at his wife as he felt his cock twitch in his slacks. Their babysitter had already arrived and soon Fred escorted Katie to their car. He carefully opened the door as she sat down as Fred pulled out onto the street.

“Okay,” Katie fidgeted in her seat, “Where are we going?”

Fred grinned towards his wife, “It’s a surprise!”

She rolled her eyes, “You know I hate surprises.”

Fred turned onto Troost Avenue as drove towards the Strand Theater. Katie’s stomach dropped that he would even consider taking her back to the dingy adult business especially with the Mrs. America pageant so close. Fred slowed as they passed by, “You know we can’t go there! Not now! Not with the pageant!” Katie whined, “Fred! Don’t stop here!”

He smirked, “Wait. Did you want to go back there again?” His cock throbbed at the thought of his wife returning to the adult theater. He often thought of what happened and how he wanted it to go further. He had pestered her about returning but she was very demanding about not returning. In his mind she was close to doing something that evening that he never thought was possible.

“Absolutely not you pervert!” Katie laughed as they continued by the theater, “Where are we really going?”

Fred glanced back at over at his wife. She looked so sexy tonight that he could only imagine her walking into the adult store. He knew everyone would turn and stare. His cock jumped in his slacks at her sitting alone in the theater as men crowded around her. He didn’t have to drive this route but wanted to see her reaction. He had hoped that maybe she was interested. Her libido was in overdrive lately and she demanded sex constantly. He hoped that she would have been interested in stopping if only a minute or two. He drove a bit further and finally pulled up in front of Cellar 222. He quickly hoped out and opened the door for his beautiful wife.

“Why are we here?” she asked as she looked at the front of the building up and down. Cellar 222 was a small wine cellar that had a small reception area but was more intimate than larger halls. The happy couple had attended many small wedding receptions and corporate events at the establishment.

“Come on,” Fred extended his arm to his wife and they walked up the steps and into the venue. As they took two steps inside the couple was greeted with a loud cry of “Surprise!” as a huge “Good Luck Mrs. Missouri” banner spread out above the stage.

Katie quickly realized her husband had pulled off a surprise party for her trip to Las Vegas for Mrs. America. She smirked at him as she couldn’t believe he was able to coordinate the event while keeping everything from her. She hugged her husband as she whispered into his ear, “Oh you are good Mr. Jackson!” She blushed as the round of applause from her friends continued.

“I’m going to car park quick,” as Fred turned and raced outside.

Katie walked down and was quickly surrounded by her friends. She glanced around the room and saw many of her neighbors as her stomach tightened. She quickly noticed Phil wasn’t attending as her body relaxed. The Lee’s from across the street came up and offered their well wishes. Their young son Joechin raised his camera and snapped pictures of the sexy woman in her tight dress. He then sat the camera down and gave a huge hug as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Katie felt his hardness poking into her leg. Her body tensed at the feeling of the high schooler’s hard-on being pressed against her body. “Good luck Mrs. Jackson,” he stammered as he backed away. Katie couldn’t help herself as her eyes shot down to the bulge in his jeans. She had always noticed Joechin as he had grown up from the annoying boy across the street to the young man that he was now but never felt him like this before. She blushed again at the thought of her turning him on just by her presence.

It was an evening of fun for the Jackson’s as they mingled with their friends and co-workers. They had drinks with a large donation box so the guests could help Katie with the costs that were not covered by the Mrs. America event. The local CBS and ABC affiliates KCTV and KMBC were filming the entrance and interviewed Katie and a few guests about her quest to bring home the crown to Kansas City.

After mingling with the guests, Fred Jackson took the stage and gave a heartfelt message to his wife telling everyone how proud he was of her accomplishments in the business world and as a wife and mother to their children. He continued on how much he loved her and she would always be his beauty queen but would soon have to share her with the city of Kansas City.

Tears formed in Katie’s eyes as she listened to her husband. Not only because of what was said but because of what she had done. She had sucked and fucked so many men including her disgusting neighbor. She doubted she was even worthy of his love as visions of being on her knees in a dingy theater sucking cock through a gloryhole or tasting vial after vial of semen in Dr. Naz’s office. The tears continued as he told everyone how she championed for her charity work with MADD and her dedication to helping the homeless.

After he finished Fred journeyed into the crowd as Katie was front and center and they embraced. The crowd cheered as they kissed like newlyweds. As they hugged; Alan McConough took the mic from the stage.

He explained who he was to the crowd in his thick British accent that he had worked with Fred and their relationship had grown from a partnership into a friendship. He hoped that Fred would join his financial firm in the near future. Alan paced the stage, “I only invest in winners! I invested with Fred Jackson because he’s a winner.”

He stopped in front of the happy couple, “And as everyone can see this couple is also a winner! I’m going to upgrade Mrs. Jackson’s trip to Las Vegas to first class with the understanding she brings home the crown!” he said with a wink. “First class airline, first class dining and of course first class hotels!”

The crowd exploded with excitement across the room as everyone cheered and applauded Alan’s generosity.

The evening finally wore down as Alan shook Fred’s hand and slapped his shoulder, “After this is done; I’ll need an answer about your decision.”

Fred nodded and thanked Alan again, “That was very generous of you to upgrade everything for Katie. You make it pretty difficult to say no.”

Alan shrugged his shoulders, “If the roles were reversed you would do the exact same thing trying to land a client. Wouldn’t you?”

“I would,” Fred agreed.

“And that’s why we need to work together,” he pointed his finger into Fred’s chest.

He took Katie’s hand into his own, “Good luck my darling,” as he pulled his hand up to his mouth and kissed it gently. “I expect a return on my investment,” as he winked at Fred.

“I’ll do my best and thank you!” as she reached out and hugged Alan. As everyone walked out; Fred spoke with the staff and shook his head in bewilderment.

He caught up to Katie by the door, “Is everything okay? She asked.

“He took care of the bill,” as Fred looked back in the venue and glanced towards the parking lot.

“What?” Katie’s eyes narrowed.

“Alan took care of the entire bill for the night,” as he showed his wife the receipt.

Katie laughed, “Damn! He’s given you the full court press isn’t he.”

“Maybe he wants to work with you!” Fred’s eye brow raised, “You are incredibly sexy tonight.”

“I think he’s focused on money and you know how to make that!” Katie praised her husband.

“We’ll really have to think about his offer,” as Fred grabbed his jacket from the coat check. “Did you want this?” Offering it to his wife.

“No I’m fine,” as they walked outside. The weather was pleasant with only a slight chill in the air considering only a month ago they had a major blizzard.

Fred put his arm around his pretty wife as they walked behind Cellar 222 and then towards the alley that cut up to W 19th Terrace where he had parked. He gently rubbed the soft skin around her neck. He couldn’t contain himself. His cock was hard all night as he saw the way everyone looked at his wife. She was desired by everyone and it turned him on more than he imagined.

The sexy wife felt a cool breeze slither up the insides of her of her bare legs as she walked next to her husband. As they walked into the darkness she felt his hand slide down her shoulder and slip over the smooth round orbs of her buttocks, kneading the plaint flesh salaciously. “Fred!” she gasped.

“You are incredible! Didn’t you see everyone staring at you?” he grinned, “I think everyone wanted you as badly as I do right now.”

At another time in their relationship or another place years ago she might have cringed at her husband’s words, but as they walked she couldn’t find any reason to not smile knowing as Fred’s hand toyed with the resilient flesh of her buttocks through her tight dress.

A few steps further and they turned into the alley when Fred suddenly grabbed her and pulled her close to him, crushing his mouth over her thin red parted lips. She felt his tongue slide easily into her mouth and stab at the tender roof of her mouth.

“Come here,” he slyly spoke as he pulled her further into the alley.

She glanced back and saw the silhouettes of the guests as they walked towards their cars at the entranceway behind them, and the flickering light of a streetlamp at the far entrance at the other side.

Her stomach tingled. The dingy small alley had a smell of rotting trash and urine with empty boxes littering the area and trash cans.

Fred stopped beside some large empty packing crates and a dumpster along the brick wall. Katie looked back to see if their guests were coming but nobody was around. She waited and listened to Fred’s heavy breathing in the darkness then felt his hand slide under her dress and along the trembling flesh of her thighs. A chill ran up her spine, not from the cold, but from the realization how much she relished what was going to happen. She stood in the alley with her husband as his hand caressed her thighs as the hem of her dress slowly was hiked up.