Chapter 15

When I left Mama Mia’s, I had no idea where I would go or what I would do, I just had to get out. Since it was only four o’clock, I had some time to burn before the working day ended and people came home. Reaching my car, it occurred to me that since I’d promised Sonia that I’d get tested for sexually transmitted diseases, there was no time like the present. That was a good thing for me to do anyway, since I’d had multiple sexual partners, even before fucking Sonia, and one could never be too careful.

I went home (meaning the McGrath house) to put my laptop away and look up where to go. Then I went and got tested. Luckily, they were able to get me done right away. It was quick and easy.

It went so quickly, in fact, that I was left wondering what to do to kill time before Mindy got home from work. The sum total of my “things to do” list was having the big talk with her that I’d had sex with Sonia. I wouldn’t be able to do much else until I got that off my chest. I figured it would be a rough and heavy talk, but it had to be done. I wasn’t looking forward to it because although I didn’t think she’d be that upset with me, due to her cucquean tendencies, she’d have a hard time understanding my perspective and I’d have a hard time understanding hers.

I was thinking about where and when to have the talk, and it occurred to me that I had to be careful. I most especially didn’t want the Gruesome Twosome or Sue Ellen to even know that we were having a serious talk, because if they learned that much they’d get nosy and pushy until they heard the whole story. I looked at the time and realized that I had enough time to catch Mindy at work and thus head her off at the pass.

Of course, Cindy would be there too, but I figured she was a mature adult and I could at least trust her with the fact that I wanted some one-on-one discussion time with my wife. I’d just take Mindy somewhere private to talk without clueing Cindy in. Plus, if worse came to worst, I could simply use my “master power” and order Cindy to stay quiet. Cindy could safely go back to the McGrath house and the others wouldn’t even know enough to start to get curious. I calculated that I had about an hour to talk to Mindy before we’d start cutting into dinner preparation time, possibly raising suspicions.

Or at least that was the plan. Needless to say, things didn’t work out exactly as I’d anticipated!

I went straight to Mindy’s office. I didn’t visit her there all that often, but I’d been there enough times that I had no trouble getting in without her having to be called to get me at the lobby, even though it was near time for most everyone to go home, including the security guards. They knew me and liked me well enough.

Mindy and Cindy naturally were surprised to see me. They were happy at first, and I got enthusiastic hugs and French kisses from both of them. But that changed fast.

Once I was done making out with Cindy, I saw Mindy staring at me unhappily with her hands on her hips. “Okay, buster! What’s wrong?”

I tried to play dumb. I had to get Cindy out of the picture before we could seriously talk. “Wrong? What do you mean wrong?”

“I know you. I know how you kiss. That was not up to your usual toe-curling standard. I know how you hug too, and that was a lackluster hug as well. You didn’t even grope and clench my ass, and you ALWAYS grope and clench my ass. I love it when you do that, so of course I’m going to be bummed if you don’t. And look at what you just did to Cindy!”

She pointed at my hands accusingly, and exclaimed, “Your hands are still in the middle of her back. Her back! That’s like a business associate hug, like you’re just being polite. She’s your COCK SLAVE, for crying out loud! You should fondle her like you own her, which you actually DO!”

I looked around and double checked that the door was closed (which meant it was automatically locked). Naturally, I was worried to hear terms like “cock slave” in my wife’s office, but she’d previously told me that as long as the door was closed she could literally scream her lungs out and no one would know, so I figured I could let that slide.

I started to say, “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just not in the mood.”

This upset Mindy even more, and she cut in before I could give a longer answer. “‘Not in the mood?’ I don’t think I’ve ever heard those words pass your lips. You’re the horniest guy I know, which is a fact I’m damn proud of, by the way. You’re always in the mood, at least for a little ass grope and a titty squeeze or two. Besides, you’re also the most loving guy I know. If you wouldn’t hug and kiss with lusty intentions, at least you always show your love. And you didn’t even do that!”

Cindy broke away from me and said, “She’s right. Master, unfortunately I don’t have the years and years of getting kissed and ass-groped by you like Min does, but that was a weird hug, coming from you. It’s like you’re slightly ashamed of us or something.”

Mindy was standing a few feet in front of me and closely examining my face. “No, he’s not ashamed of us ... he’s ashamed of himself! Hon, what brings you here, anyway?”

I nervously ran a hand through my hair. “By the way, the two of you look scrumptious. Hon, I’ve always loved your professional office hottie look, but seeing you and Cindy side by side all dressed up is something else.”

She glared at me, even as she struck a more provocative pose, with her legs spread out. “Thanks, but don’t think you can dodge the question with compliments. Why are you here?”

I continued to look around, anywhere but right at her. “Um ... about that ... Cin, I hope you don’t mind, but I want to have a one-on-one discussion with Min about something.”

Mindy spoke again before Cindy could answer. She still had her hands on her hips like I was on trial. “Is it good news or bad news?”

I rubbed my chin. “Well, it’s complicated...” I was afraid to say more with Cindy still there.

My far too clever wife had a Eureka moment, and pointed at me dramatically, “A-HA! You fucked Sonia Bossi!”

My jaw practically dropped to the floor. “How the heck did you figure that out?!” I belatedly looked to Cindy and thought, Oh crap! So much for not telling her that yet! Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick! What the hell?! That’s impossible! Can she read my mind?!

Mindy’s concerned expression was gone, replaced by the biggest shit-eating grin, with an extra large side helping of her usual smirk. She triumphantly explained, “Like I said, I know you! We say so much without words. I could tell you had a worried look from the moment you stepped through the door. But then I realized, no, it was more like a guilty look. And what the heck would you have to ever be guilty about that’s not small stuff? You’re the ultimate Boy Scout, sometimes frustratingly so. The only thing you could possibly do ‘wrong’ is sexual” - she made mocking quote marks in the air as she said “wrong” - “now that you’ve started to embrace your natural masterly side. But you’d been at Mama Mia’s all day, with Sue Ellen at home.”

When I arrived, Mindy and Cindy were dressed in their usual professional best, like they were about to head off to a board meeting. But while Mindy was talking, she started to undress. At first I thought she was just loosening up a little bit, but by the time she completely unbuttoned her blue blouse in front, I had to interrupt, “What are you doing?!”

“Hush! Let me finish explaining.” She kept on quickly stripping as she said, “That’s when it hit me: Sonia Bossi! Who else could it be? WOW! You and her! It explains everything! All your mannerisms point to it, even the way you rub your chin!”

I felt my heart sink. “Oh shit. You figured it all out. Are you mad?”

That stopped her from undressing, at least for the moment. “‘Mad?’ Are you kidding me?! Only in the ‘mad with lusty desire’ sense of the word! You should know I wouldn’t have a problem with this. I gave you general permission to fuck other women, and extra specific permission to make sure you understood it was okay if you fucked her! Remember how I told you she needed your long thick cock to replace that stick she’s got up her ass?”

“Um, yeah, but ... I was supposed to tell you first.”

She waved a hand dismissively. “That would be nice, as a general rule, and of course you need to be careful of things like STDs, psycho bitches, and angry boyfriends. But when it comes to her, I couldn’t have been any more clear! I said you could fuck her anywhere, anytime! Period!”

“You did?! I don’t remember that.”

“I did! And I took the time to remember my exact words, because I was so sure you’d fuck her before long, and I also was sure your usual Catholic guilt would get to you and we’d end up having a conversation just like this. I said, and this is an exact quote: ‘So let me tell you right now that you have my permission to fuck Sonia Bossi anytime you like, for as long and hard and thoroughly and deeply as you like! FUCK her! Fuck her GOOD.’ Is that not clear enough?!”

I spoke sheepishly, “Yes, but about the permission issue. That’s what I see as the problem.”

She sighed wearily, even as she resumed undressing. “Ugh! I wish I could call for Smirkarella to fly down here on her sleigh pulled through the sky by her legion of flying butt monkeys so she could smirk some sense into you. Luckily, I remember more of my exact words, because I knew you’d be your usual stubborn self after you gave her a good boning. I also said, and this is another direct quote: ‘Not only do you have my permission in her case, I’m giving you an order: go forth and fuckify that poor, poor woman! Heal her with your magic cock!’”

Naturally, she smirked in triumph, proud of her foresight. “Could I possibly have been more clear or more approving?! There’s nothing to worry about! This is a cause for celebration!”

I was stunned and amazed, because now that she’d mentioned it, I remembered those quotes. She’d probably deliberately used colorful language like “fuckify” and “heal her with your magic cock” to make sure I wouldn’t forget. That did make me feel somewhat better, but somehow I still felt like I’d done wrong. I asked her, “Was it really that obvious that something was going to happen between her and me?! I didn’t even realize it until it was happening!”

She smirked knowingly. “No, it wasn’t obvious, unless someone with a keen mind was looking for clues. Then yeah, it was pretty clear. I could tell there was a special spark between you two, especially after Cindy and I talked to her yesterday. She tries to put up a brave front, but I could tell she wants you BAD! She tries to hate you to cover up the fact that she craves your big cock in the worst way! In the most carnal way! In the Biblical sense! And now she got you, and you got her!”

By this time, I was holding my hands out in a “stop” gesture, because Mindy had her bra on but her blouse all the way off, and she was pulling her skirt down for good measure!

Then I turned to Cindy. She was starting to strip as well! I stated emphatically, “Stop, please! Both of you!” Then I realized I had a trump card to play. “I’m your master! You must obey me!”

Cindy froze. She looked to Mindy with concern. “Uh-oh! He just played the ‘master’ card!”

Mindy looked concerned as well, at first, and she did slow down after getting her skirt off her feet. But then her usual smirk returned, and she said, “True. But this is a VERY special occasion! I’m countering that with my ‘special wifely privilege’ card!”

I groaned in frustration and ran both hands through my hair. “Arrrgh! That’s not really a thing! What’s the point of me even being a master if you can pull cards like that?!”

She was getting naked in record time. She had her bra off in seconds and was wiggling her panties down her legs even as she dropped to her knees in front of me. “I’m sorry! I know I’m in the doghouse already, and I know you’re expecting a big ol’ serious discussion! And we’ll have that, but later! Think of it from my point of view.”

She was acting so fast that she had nothing left on except silk stockings and her low heels. She didn’t waste a second before her hands got busy unzipping my fly.

I had been completely flaccid, but seeing Mindy undress in her place of work was changing that in a hurry! She was a total knockout, for starters, and looked even better naked than clothed. But also we’d never done anything like this in her office, for obvious security reasons. The danger was turning me on in a big way, I must admit.

Then I made the mistake of looking at Cindy to see what she was doing. She had gotten a late start undressing, but she was “fixing” that about as fast as humanly possible. Already, she was nearly naked too!

Just as my dick stiffened enough to “stand” on its own, Mindy bent down and ravenously engulfed my cockhead! I was still hardening up, but her eager oral work was quickly taking care of that.

I sighed in frustration. Good Lord! This can’t be happening! Where did I go wrong?! On the drive here, I had been busy running through my mind the different things we were likely to talk about. The idea that something sexual might happen never even crossed my mind!

No doubt, Cindy could read the bewilderment on my face. So as she continued to undress, she said, “I’m sure Min was about to explain her point of view, but then she saw your cock stiffening up and she was unable to keep talking. She was so excited, and she was seeing all that Kingly, jaw-busting goodness right in front of her, that it was literally impossible for her to resist! She had to suck your cock, just like she needed air to breathe! Trust me, since you’ve tamed me, I’ve known that irresistible feeling often enough! Gaawwwd! And it’s so fucking good!”

Mindy moaned loudly and affirmatively. She’d been busy yanking my pants down my thighs, but she finished that and waved in Cindy’s general direction. Then she started jacking me off with both hands while her mouth pumped back and forth like a piston.

Cindy was finishing her speed stripping. It looked like she was going to just stand there and fondle her breasts from below while reliving some vivid “it’s so fucking good” memories. But then she knelt down next to Mindy, buck naked except for stockings and heels, exactly like my wife.

The lust was burning in her eyes so brightly that I half-expected her to push Mindy away in order to take over. But she was content to just keep talking to me, at least for now. She continued, while rubbing Mindy’s bare back encouragingly, “Now, you’re probably wondering what the heck has gotten into her.”

“YES!” I huffed, exasperated. (Though also far too aroused. My wife was giving me a killer blowjob and we were doing it in her office for the first time!)

Cindy smiled up at me and even tenderly took one of my hands into hers. “Dan, my love, I know where you’re coming from. You’re feeling bad because you had sex with another woman for the first time in your marriage, and you didn’t even ask her for permission first.”

“YES!” I exclaimed again. “Exactly!”

Cindy broke into a huge grin. “But look at it from her point of view. You had sex with another woman for the first time in your marriage, and you didn’t even ask her for permission first. That’s, like, the greatest thing ever!” she declared triumphantly.

As if to underscore the point, my wife growled hungrily deep in her throat, grabbed my bare ass firmly with both hands and started forcefully cramming my thickness into her straining mouth. Needless to say, this didn’t exactly help me understand what had gotten into my wife all of a sudden (aside from my cock, that is).

I cried out in confusion, “What?! But you just said the exact same words a second ago!”

I was trying to understand Cindy’s words, but my mind was more on Mindy’s extraordinary oral attack. I thought, Jesus Christ on a pogo stick! She hasn’t sucked on my cock with this kind of desperate hunger in years! Looking at her emotional, straining face, I realized, She’s actually shedding some tears of struggle! She hasn’t done that in a blowjob in years either!

“I know,” Cindy patiently explained. “But I’m making the point that those words have different meanings depending on how you look at them. You’re not thinking about what they mean from HER point of view, from a true cucquean perspective. For a cucquean, that’s just about the best news ever! It’s like...”

She searched her mind for an apt metaphor, even waving a hand in the air in frustration, as if that would help. Then she found one. “Remember when Mindy told you she was pregnant for the first time? I wasn’t there for it, but I’ve heard about how you were flying higher than the moon! This is just like that for her!”

I thought back to the total euphoria I’d felt when I’d been told Mindy was pregnant with Nicky. I truly was walking on air for days, if not weeks! I had a hard time imagining anyone could feel anything remotely like that for something as trivial as this. The ecstasy I was currently feeling from my wife’s hot, talented mouth couldn’t even begin to compare. This was just sexual pleasure, albeit great pleasure. That event had been utterly life changing.

Mindy moaned loudly around my shaft, trying to express her total agreement. Since Cindy was kneeling next to her, she used one arm to give her a side hug as best as possible, even though that meant taking a hand off my privates. She used her other hand to briefly give the thumbs up sign before resuming stroking her talented fingers up and down my long shaft. Of course, her even more talented lips and tongue never stopped their busy work either.

Cindy smiled from ear to ear. “See?! I guessed right!”

She was going to say more, but I had a stunning realization. “Heeeeeey! Wait a minute! The sex boycott! Mindy shouldn’t be blowing me at all!”

Cindy waved a hand dismissively. “True. But if there ever was a time to give her a pass on that, this is the TIME!”

Surprisingly, I wasn’t that upset with this blatant sex boycott violation. The extremely emotional way she was reacting showed something extraordinary was happening. Yes, I knew Min had her cucquean tendencies, but she also was supposed to be upset at me breaking my wedding vows without even asking first. I had to admit to myself that I didn’t fully understand what was going on. I had to ask, “Why?”

Cindy practically bounced up and down in agitation. “Master, don’t you know ANYTHING?! Arrrgh! How can I explain?!” She gesticulated wildly, setting her already jiggling big breasts swaying dramatically. “This is big, like ‘event of the year’ big! This is like the Super Bowl for her. It’s even Chargers winning the Super Bowl big. No, bigger! Much bigger! This is a once in a lifetime victory!”

I flopped my hands around in frustration. “What?! Why?! I’ve already gotten intimate with FOUR other women! And I’ve out and out fucked both you and Cupcake!”

I realized I was clutching my hands into fists. God, my wife was bobbing fast and intently! It was making it hard for me to think about anything but the overwhelming waves of pleasure coming from my crotch.

Cindy appeared to be getting increasingly excited herself. “True, but that was all ‘in the family’ stuff, fully approved in advance.”

I cut in, “Cupcake’s not in the family!”

“She is now! Heck, you even think of her as ‘Cupcake’ now, I can tell. Don’t you DARE say she’s not in the family or you’ll break her sweet, loving heart. But in any case, this is different! This is your very first case of fucking some strange pussy fully outside the harem. And you did it just because she’s that hot, and just because you can! And you didn’t even ask permission first! Did I mention that already?”

“You did!” I realized I was almost shouting due to the fact that Min was sucking me so fast and hard. I looked down at her face and saw so many teary streaks from her struggle with my size that it looked like she’d been bawling like a baby. That was very unusual coming from her, since she’d had so many years to get used to my size. In fact, I couldn’t remember the last time she’d cried tears of struggle with me. It showed how she had lost all control over her emotions and was channeling that energy into frantic cocksucking bliss. I had to put my hands on her head in a seemingly futile effort to try to get her to slow down some before she made me bust my nut embarrassingly quickly.

Cindy reached in with one hand and started fondling my balls, since they were hanging free. (Mindy was still hugging Cindy with one arm while her other hand was rapidly stroking my throbbing shaft.) She sighed contentedly, like she really needed to do that, somehow.

Then Cin put her other arm around Min as she said emphatically, “Well, good! Because I can’t stress that enough! This isn’t just about Sonia; this is about setting precedent! That’s what makes it a major milestone in all our lives, just like her getting pregnant. We’ve broken through a crucial barrier! Look at these balls ... these balls in my hand!” she reverently intoned.

She was gently rolling my scrotum in her free hand, giving me the curious feeling that what she was doing was almost an act of reverence and devotion. “These balls are so full of cum ... powerful, rich, hot, spermy, virile ... MASTER cum! And some of that fertile seed has been coaxed from these mighty balls, out through your long and oh so deliciously thick dick, until finally blasting its way into the furthest reaches of Sonia Bossi’s steaming ... hot ... wet ... needy ... CUNT!”

Cindy brought her other hand back around from Mindy’s back so she could fondle my balls with both hands. Her eyes were wide and she gawked like my balls held the key to understanding the mysteries of the universe. Then she looked at Mindy’s sliding lips a few inches higher up, and actually shrieked in delight, as if she’d just noticed a blowjob was happening.

I could see Cindy was getting highly distracted. I was getting more than a little distracted too. Still, I managed to prod her, “What was that? About setting precedent?”

That seemed to bring he back. “Oh, right! That’s SO important! Because now that you’ve fucked her, then there’s nothing stopping you from fucking lots of other women who need to ride the King too! You’re turning into such a masterly STUD, even more than before! You’ve broken through your own blockheaded mental barrier about so-called ‘cheating, ‘ and we couldn’t be happier about it!”

Mindy did slow her head bobbing way down, since I’d forced her to with both my hands. But that almost made matters “worse,” since up until this point she’d been using a lot of motion but no finesse. Now, she was honing in on my sweet spot with tongue work, driving me wild. She moaned particularly loudly, apparently to show her hearty approval of that last comment.

Cindy was able to lean in, now that Mindy’s head wasn’t flying back and forth dangerously. She started licking me mid-shaft, just below my wife’s stretched out lips. Min immediately noticed and made sure to keep her sliding fingers away from Cindy’s territory.

I grunted with some combination of lust and exasperation. I decided I’d definitely increased the danger of cumming by making Mindy slow down, now that Cindy was joining in.

Cindy kept talking as she licked, while also vigorously caressing my balls with two hands. “Think about it! Now that he’s fucked Sonia, who’s next? Jane Corlin, perhaps?”

“MMMM! MMMM!” That was Mindy. Hearing that spurred her on just like she’d been given a sharp electric shock. She suddenly upped her passion even more. She didn’t have much real estate to deal with, given that Cindy was licking only about two inches down, but she began sucking rapidly back and forth over those two inches with such great suction that it was all I could do to clench my teeth and my PC muscle and hang on for dear life!

Cindy exclaimed, “Holy FUCK! The cum in these balls! Some of this very cum is going to end up in Jane’s mouth, I just know it! You’ll pump your cum into her and she’ll hungrily swallow it down into her tummy! Think about her glamorous face, normally so perfect and made up, all sweaty and straining, tears running down her cheeks, as she battles to pleasure our man with her lips and tongue, just like the rest of us!”

Mindy actually yelled some words in response to that. Luckily, her mouth was so full that I didn’t have to worry much about people outside the office hearing. But still, I wondered what she was trying to say.

Seeing the effect that her lewd words had, Cindy added with glee, “Or what about Anjali? I’ve got this picture in my mind of her screaming in agony and ecstasy as she slowly and inexorably impales herself down onto the King! God, that girl has the tits! And her body! What a bod! Not like Jane’s though! She’s even BIGGER everywhere, especially in the CHEST! GAAAWWWD! Those G-cups are going to get FUCKED!”

Cindy actually had to pause for a few moments to catch her breath, because her chest was heaving wildly. To be honest, all three of us were panting hard like we’d just run a long race. “Mindy, can you just imagine the regal Jane, crawling on all fours with her big milk jugs swinging low, her face full of your hubby’s cum, yet still craving another hot and heavy load of baby batter?!”

That affected my wife so much that she actually screamed out loud as she climaxed! Thank God that her mouth was completely crammed full of hot cock-meat, muffling her orgasmic cries.

But still, she made enough noise that it forced me to look around and worry who might overhear. And that in turn hammered home the fact that I was getting blown in my wife’s office! I really, really didn’t want to hear the sound of someone knocking at the door, interrupting us! I was confident the door was locked. But if anyone heard and unlocked the door to investigate, boy, would that be an embarrassing scene for us all! Both women would be fired on the spot!

Unfortunately, I’d passed some erotic point of no return, because such thoughts only aroused me more instead of giving me pause. Besides, there wasn’t anything I could do when they were like this. They were on fire!

After scanning the room and confirming it was empty, I made the mistake of looking down at them. Luckily, I couldn’t see much of their lusty faces, because I was dangerously close to the edge. But just seeing their mops of hair bobbing in time to their sucking and licking, as well as their bombshell nude bodies, with all their fancy clothes scattered on the floor behind them, was too much. I had to shut my eyes tight and even clench my fists as I desperately fought the urge to unload into my wife’s hungry gullet.

Just when I thought I was out of the woods, Cindy continued, “Or what about Nina? What about Monique? Or Laura? Or Josie? Or Rosanne?”

After mentioning each name Cindy would pause, giving Mindy a chance to moan out a loud muffled approval of the woman.

Cindy went on, “Gaawwwd! There are so many fucking hotties at Mama Mia’s alone! Now that Dan’s tamed Sonia, she won’t be able to stop him from taking over and taming her entire staff, one by one! Every single damn waitress will fall in love with his cock and each time he fucks a new one, The Bat will have no choice but to hold his hot cock and help guide it in into yet another virgin CUNT!”

Cindy had to stop for half a minute at least, because Mindy moaned for so long and with such volume. My wife’s lips trembled and hummed as another orgasm overtook her.

It occurred to me that not all the waitresses at Mama Mia’s were virgins. In fact, the odds were good that none of them were. But I realized that factual realism wasn’t the point. I must admit that I wanted to hear more of Cindy’s fantasies, and the wilder the better.

Finally, Cindy breathlessly resumed, “Think about the possibilities! Our master will fucking OWN the place! Whenever he goes there, the nearest slutty waitress will come up to him and ask, ‘How may I serve you and your cock, sir?’ Then she’ll slip a hand into his pants and start jacking him off as a matter of course! And FUCK IT if any of the customers see!”

Seeing that she was getting a good reaction from the way Mindy and I were panting and moaning, she went on, “I swear, it’ll be Grand Central Station under the table, as all the waitresses and Sonia take turns choking and crying on the King! There oughta be a rule: at least two naked young busty sluts bobbing on his cock at any given time, all day long! He’ll turn the place into his harem away from home!”

Although Mindy had just experienced a big orgasm, these ideas fired her right back up. Cindy had to speak louder because Mindy was moaning more or less continuously.

Cindy was getting very worked up too. She stopped talking for a little bit. Clearly, she wanted to shove my erection straight down her throat too, but since that wasn’t possible at the moment, she fully engulfed one of my balls in her mouth instead. She spent the next minute or two lovingly and thoroughly bathing each of my balls with her saliva.

That felt great, naturally, but it actually was kind of a reprieve for me, because the more she talked, the more both women worked themselves into a lusty frenzy.

The reprieve didn’t last long though, because Cindy suddenly pulled her mouth off my balls and looked up at me with a raging fire in her eyes. She resumed, “But why stop there?! Master, the world is your oyster! You’ve got the charisma, the looks, the personality - the whole package! And you’ve got the package package!” She giggled as she leaned back in and licked from my balls right up to Mindy’s lips, making clear what “package” she was referring to.