A Young Couple's Journey - Part 11

Here it is, a rough one, but more or less part 11. Let me know what you think. Happy reading. And sorry for the delay.

This is a work of fiction that describes explicit mature content between 18+ adults. Viewer discretion is advised.

*

The door to my office flung open, surprising the shit out of me. I had been... distracted, with my eyes closed, when Luna burst through the door with a ruckus, sending my heart into high gear and making me flustered as hell.

"Luna, what are you doing?" I asked, looking up at her. "It's my office."

"Yeah, I know," Luna said, slamming the door. She walked up to my desk and stood there, staring down at me angrily. I stared at her, too awkward to catch up.

You see, under my desk, there was a certain brunette who had twenty minutes earlier pushed me roughly into my chair in order to edge me for an eternity. Pent up and with Linda right under my desk, I was far from the right place of mind when stood across from me, oblivious to Linda's magnificent skill.

But Linda had been... persisted, despite my stammering. My rationale was that she probably didn't have enough space underneath the desk to do her thing, that anyone could burst in, but Linda smirked confidently and proceeded anyway, much to my delight. And then torture. During the previous twenty minutes, Linda had been slow and meticulous, stopping every time I was getting close.

And she didn't seem in a rush to stop even when Luna had burst in.

"Why the fuck is that mope doing here?" Luna demanded.

"Pardon?" I asked. She didn't mean Linda, did she? How could she possibly–

"Alex. That gym rat douchebag. Broccoli hair? Ring a bell? Apparently, we hired him as a head salesman last week. I didn't even notice until our accountant brought a parking ticket that the company was supposed to cover. Doris was as confused as I was, I had no idea Calhoun Holdings had a GTR in its possession."

"What?!" I demanded, about to get up, but Linda's tongue ran over my nuts in such a way I buckled instead.

"Your knee is still fucked?" Luna asked when I groaned and clenched my fist in a half-risen, half-seated position.

"Something like th..." I started, but I was interrupted by a determined finger penetrating me. I felt so... compromised I guess, more or less awkwardly bent over getting a finger shoved up my ass with my little sister right in front of me. But the tension of the situation and Linda's persistence was quite intense. "Fuck..." I groaned.

"Sit down, idiot," Luna waved off. "Anyway, Doris and I found a copy of it's purchase, and it was signed by Alex. And then we found his contract. What the fuck were you thinking? A hundred K a year?! He has no experience, yet you're guaranteeing him three years. We've hired other people who actually know what they're doing who we don't pay that much! And a company car with expenses covered? Did he threaten you or something?"

"I– I have no idea what you're talking about," I said, sitting down awkwardly as Linda was kind enough to pull out of me, giving me a naughty grin. "I truly don't. He asked for a job, but I turned him away. But... can you give me five minutes? I'll deal with it, just... I need a minute to gather myself. Please."

Luna sighed heavily and rolled her eyes. "Fine. You better deal with this though," she said, turning and leaving my office.

The second the door clicked shut, I looked under my desk where Linda was hiding, giving me a wink. "You're fucking crazy, you know that?"

"But you love it," she said with a grin, crawling out from under my desk and standing up. She looked at my crotch and smirked. "Don't worry. You're not done yet."

"I need to deal with this, Linda," I said. "I don't know what Alex is up to, but Luna is right, he shouldn't be here."

"We still have five minutes. You can't go out like that, anyway," Linda smiled. "Bend over your desk, I'll deal with this in no time."

I stared at Linda for a moment. "What?"

Linda chuckled. "Trust me," she said. "You'll love it."

I hesitated for a moment, wondering what she had planned, but decided to give in to her request. I wasn't sure what Linda had in mind, but I knew her well enough that she wouldn't do anything too extreme, so I turned around and bent over my desk, my face pressed against the cool wood.

It felt... demeaning somehow, like I was Linda's property. Which I guess I didn't mind, but I felt so exposed. And it was a position I couldn't recall ever placing myself in. I was slightly worried that she'd... fuck me. As intriguing as that was, Linda was quite big and also kinda rough, and while those things was for some reason appealing to me, I think I wanted our first time to be a bit more special than just a random act.

I looked behind me and saw Linda grinning widely as she walked up behind me, licking her lips seductively and eyeing me hungrily.

"Wh–" I started but Linda hushed me by pressing her index finger against my lips. She then placed her other hand on my left ass-cheek, rubbing me gently. Her hands felt warm and smooth against my skin and I shivered slightly as she traced her fingers lightly down my lower back and over my right cheek.

Her touch sent chills throughout my body and I squirmed slightly, trying to get used to the unfamiliar feeling of being manhandled by a girl like this. My breathing deepened slightly and I licked my lips nervously, unsure if this was all really happening. Linda had touched me before, even in those areas, but being bent in a compromising position like this, in my own office no less, was a lot different.

I closed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath, preparing myself for the worst when I felt something wet and sticky slide down between my ass-cheeks. I jerked slightly but managed to keep my eyes squeezed shut. It was definitely Linda's tongue that traced my crack, but she didn't stop at my rearhole. She went lower, letting her tongue run over my nuts.

I gasped slightly as she nibbled softly on them. Her hands reached and angled my cock so it pointed straight downward from the desk, her mouth still gliding over my sensitive sack. Linda then stood back up and glided her hand over my lower back, back toward my ass again.

"Just relax, Josh," Linda said, her voice soft and gentle. Her fingertips lingered on the curves of my ass, causing me to squirm some more. Her words, combined with her gentle caresses, worked magic on me and my body became less tense and more relaxed.

I arched my back slightly, pushing my ass into her hands, and groaned slightly as her hands gripped tighter onto my cheeks, kneading them hard. She squeezed and pulled them apart and I instinctively clenched my ass muscles as her index finger snaked toward my ass and slid against my tight hole.

She traced around the perimeter before finally inserting it fully, causing me to grunt with surprise. She pushed her finger into my tight ass, sliding all the way to the last knuckle. It was... intense.

"Damn, Linda," I groaned. "You sure you shouldn't be the CEO--"

"I'll gag you with my socks," Linda warned. "We're still in your office, remember. Anyone can hear if they walk by."

With that, her finger started exploring inside me and I stifled a moan, biting my lower lip hard. She slid it out, only to insert it again, getting into a steady rhythm of fingering my ass. The sensation was a mixture of uncomfortable and arousing, but she kept me busy.

It didn't take her long before my cock started dripping precum, coating my desk as Linda fucked me hard. She noticed and with her free hand jerked it straight down, forcing the excess drops to shoot down and land on the carpet below. It felt so dirty, yet exhilarating. I couldn't believe I was letting Linda finger my ass like this and to make the matter worse I was loving it.

"I'm going to use another one," Linda said, slowly adding her middle finger in. I wasn't prepared for that, and hissed. But at this point I was curious what Linda had in store. I felt fuller now. "Fuck yeah, that's a good little bitch boy."

It felt strange and tight but she seemed to know just the right spot to press. She knew her anatomy clearly, which I appreciated immensely.

"L-Linda..." I whimpered. I couldn't believe what was happening, but part of me just wanted to lay still and enjoy the sensations she was providing.

Linda leaned over me, pressing herself against me. I felt her hot breath on my neck. Her body was pressed firmly against mine and I felt my cock twitch involuntarily against the cold surface of where my dick was pressed against the desk. Linda moved a hand to my hair and quite harshly pulled my face from the table, making me arch my back further and press into her. It was very demanding, and part of me wasn't sure if Linda could still tell how much I was loving this.

"Does Joshie like getting his ass filled?" Linda asked teasingly. She pressed harder against the g-spot and my vision blurred.

"Fuuuck!" I groaned, leaning back into Linda's soft, yet firm body. The feeling of her fingers thrusting in and out of me, while her free hand gently massaged my scalp, was almost too much for me to handle.

Linda then pushed me back into place against the desk, as if reminding me of my role. This girl sure did boss me around and loved taking charge, which I couldn't help but love as well. She then pinched my earlobe in between her teeth and tugged softly on it. "Be a good boy, and tell me what you like."

"I like what you're doing to me, Linda," I replied, struggling to stay quiet. My balls ached and my cock was throbbing in anticipation. I wanted desperately to grab it and stroke it to completion, but Linda wouldn't let me. I groaned loudly as Linda sped her fingers up. It felt so fucking good!

"And what exactly do you like?" Linda prompted, letting go of my ear.

"I like you fingering my ass. And playing with my hair. I like the way it makes me feel," I confessed, closing my eyes again. "And... the way you, ugh, control me..."

Linda smirked and seemed to curl her fingers inside of me, sending bolts of electric pleasure surging through me, and made me moan uncontrollably.

"That's right. You like being dominated by a girl like me," Linda continued. "You love it when I take control and force you to submit to my will. You love being told what to do. And you know you can trust me, which is why you respond this way. You're so ready to throw away your pride and just give in to me, aren't you?"

Linda kept going, her fingers sliding in and out of me with ease. My cock was throbbing harder than ever before and I couldn't stop myself from whimpering with each thrust of her fingers.

"In due time, I hope to give you all my pride," Linda whispered. "Very deep inside of you, I'll make you mine."

Her words were so... powerful. It was as if she could see right through me, see how much I wanted to give in to her, give in to what she could do to me. I moaned louder and my body tensed up. I knew I was getting close and that it was only a matter of time before I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mmmm, yes, just let go, Josh," Linda moaned into my ear. "I want to see you cum for me while I finger fuck your perfect little ass."

"Oh god!" I cried out. "I'm gonna cum!"

Linda grabbed my hair roughly again, pushing my face against the desk hard while increasing the pressure of her fingers inside of me. My cock throbbed and pulsed, twitching rapidly against the desk as I came. I felt my cock swell and shoot load after load of thick, hot cum all over the floor. I groaned and cried out in pleasure, unable to stop myself.

The orgasm seemed to last forever and I collapsed against the desk, panting heavily. My entire body felt numb and tingly and my legs trembled slightly. Linda pulled out of me, kissing my cheek gently, before standing up.

"That was incredible," she said, sounding rather pleased with herself. "You look so good when you're helpless and filled like that, Josh."

I sighed deeply and looked up at her. "Wow," I said breathlessly. "That was amazing."

Linda smiled warmly at me and leaned forward to kiss me lightly on the lips. I kissed her back and smiled, feeling slightly embarrassed that I had been so vulnerable with her.

"Thank you," I said, blushing slightly.

Linda chuckled. "Anytime," she said. "So that is okay? When I take charge like that?"

"Yes, very much," I nodded.

"Well, that's good," Linda grinned.

"What about you?" I asked, blushing at my own eagerness.

"My, my. Well, we can settle that debt later," Linda chuckled. "But you should get to work now. I can get a mop, but you should probably deal with that Alex thing."

"Right. I have no clue what Luna was talking about. I saw there was a new contract in the filings, but I didn't think much of it," I said, buckling my belt, one eye on the door.

Luna did shoot me a dirty look once I exited my office, though, as she had looked past me and saw Linda lingering. That combined with us both being a bit reduced told enough of the picture to make my sister smirk. She walked over to me, still smirking, and then…

"You smell weird," she said, sniffing the air, teasing me. "Anyway. Do you think this is Kim's doing? I certainly didn't hire him, and if you didn't it's just her left."

"Maybe. I'm heading out for physical therapy, I can call her on the way and see what she says," I said, feeling slightly uneasy about the whole thing.

"Good," Luna nodded. "And then call me and let me know what you found out. I'll be waiting."

Luna went back to her office and I headed out of the building. I didn't call Kim right away. I still had a hard time wrapping my brain around why on earth she would hire Alex of all people. And why did he have such good benefits? And most of all, how would I break this to the rest of the sales team we were building?

We had acquired one Nolan for our pharmaceutical and drug contract and a few others sprinkled in, along with Brad who covered industrial contracts and whatnot, Andrew, and Leanor, and we had a few lined up for interviews. Would I have to increase their salaries? Brad was the most experienced one, and even Nolan had a much better resume than Alex. Alex didn't have shit. Yet he was getting paid the most. How the fuck would I even explain that?

I found myself growing just as angry as I was frustrated. This was all so wrong! We were trying to build a business, and while we were doing well, we couldn't afford to waste money like this.

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed and frustrated I became. It just didn't make any sense. I couldn't figure out why Kim would do something like this. I hated being angry, and I hated even more being angry with Kim. She had been messing things up lately, and this wasn't exactly making things better. Would I have to sever her from the company? My own wife who I loved so much? As I pondered that last sentiment, my whole body made an involuntary twitch, as if trying to swat a fly away.

I knew she was working out down at the college gym, so I could just visit her. Communicating over the phone was still something I didn't like to do, as it made me feel less like a person, but I also knew that confronting her was... difficult. She would probably just try and make light of the situation. And she was so... hot when she was working out, I couldn't help but want to have her.

So after an hour of contemplation, I decided to just bite the bullet. I'd ask her to the cafe by the gym, and then I'd bring it up. Hopefully she wouldn't take offense.

After a small exchange of text messages, I arrived at the cafe, I ordered a coffee and sat down at a small table by the window. I sipped my coffee slowly and waited for Kim to arrive. The waitress, Sarah, a cute girl with long brown hair, stopped by often to see if I needed anything. Perhaps due to my crutches, I guess.

Kim arrived five minutes later, and I saw her walk in. Her face lit up when she spotted me and she hurried over to my table, looking very excited to see me. She was wearing a tight tank top, which showed off her figure nicely. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her skin looked smooth and soft despite having just worked out. I also knew her yoga pants looked amazing, but that wasn't why I was here.

"Hey, Josh," Kim said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "You look nice."

"Thanks," I said. "Erh... did you hire Alex?" I blurted out, not wanting to stall.

Kim's face fell. "Well..." she said, biting her bottom lip. "Yeah. I did. Why?"

"Why? Why?" I demanded, struggling to keep my voice down. "Why did you hire Alex? You know he's bad news. And he doesn't have any experience. I don't get it."

Kim shrugged. I saw guilt written on her face, but still she seemed like she wanted to play it off like it didn't matter. I couldn't figure out what the hell was up with her. "Well, we were talking, and he seemed like a nice guy," she explained. "You needed more sales people, right? So I thought he could help us out."

"You thought wrong," I said sternly. "A hundred thousand a year with no education, no experience, and no network? He hasn't even showed up to work. The only reason why knew he was working for us was due to Doris finding a receipt for parking ticket. And that's another thing... cover his expenses while traveling? We don't even operate with company cars!"

"Okay, I'm sorry, okay?" Kim said, sighing deeply. "I fucked up, alright? I'll talk to him. I'll fix this."

I stared at her incredulously. "You'll fix this?" I asked. "How exactly? And why would you think hiring him was a good idea in the first place?"

Kim sighed again. "Look, I'm sorry," she repeated. "But it's done now anyways, so there's not much we can do about it. Let's just forget about it. Please."

I shook my head. I couldn't believe she was trying to dismiss this. "No, we can't forget about it," I said. "This is serious. I don't know how we're going to justify him having that salary. We're having a very experienced saleswoman in for a job interview next week with an amazing network, and we thought we might go to a hundred thousand for her, but Alex? He's a douchebag who does nothing but brag about himself. How do I explain that to the other staff? This is a mess."

Kim bit her bottom lip nervously. "I don't know, Josh," she said. "What do you want me to say? I'm sorry. It was dumb. Can't we find, like, something small for him to do? Maybe he will go away when he sees he has to do boring stuff."

That actually gave me a small idea for a workbrand I was planning on, but that didn't matter. "He doesn't even show up. Do you really think he'll care about boring work?" I asked.

"I don't know," Kim said. She seemed genuinely upset. "I really fucked up. I'm sorry. I should've talked to you about this before I hired him, but he just... I don't know, I trusted him."

"Well, you shouldn't have," I said. "I just don't understand why you think that he would be a good fit for the company." I sighed heavily. Kim was getting upset over this, and while it was a borderline stupid decision, I hated seeing her like this. "Never mind... I'll... figure something out."

*

Looking over at Josh, I felt so incredibly guilty. How could I ever explain what I had done? I tried to avoid lying, but telling the truth would be just more devastating. He deserved better than that. I wished I had never done it.

Alex thought of me as a cheap lay, just another girl who'd willingly submit herself to him despite being married, and I had done everything within my power to prove him right. Even now, as Josh was so disappointed in me, I was still so incredibly aroused by the fact that I had deceived him, and in doing so put his business in jeopardy. Being that cheap lay, fueling that asshole's superiority complex, I felt myself growing increasingly wet.

I just hoped there wouldn't be any lasting consequences that. I had been popping plan B's like it was candy, but there was still some risk of Calhoun Holdings wouldn't be the only thing in jeopardy.

"I'm sorry, Josh," I said, trying to fight the urge to grind against my seat. "Maybe... It's best if I remove myself from the board? I feel so stupid... maybe I'm just easily manipulated or something? I don't know. I know I'm not cut out for this."

Josh sighed again. "No... it's fine. It's not your fault you're naïve." He looked at me with sad eyes. He didn't want to fire his wife, but he might have to. For all the pain I caused him, at least I'd relieve him of that.

"I insist. I mean, maybe I shouldn't remain a shareholder either?" I asked.

"I can't ask you to do that," Josh said. "But... if you want to step back, I understand."

I shook my head. "No, I don't want to," I said. "I like working with you. But if I'm going to keep fucking things up, then maybe it's for the best? I mean, one thing is us, but this may impact other people than us. Our employees, our customers, our partners. If this lopsided treatment of our employees gets out, that our board didn't take action when on of us stepped out of line, that won't be good either?"

"You're right," Josh said. "I'll... deal with it. Maybe he can work for Luna or just as a paperboy?"

"I don't know... but maybe?" I said. "What about that isotop thing?"

"You mean Iditarod?" Josh chuckled. Then he brightened up a bit, as if he was getting an idea. He abruptly stood, which caused him to sway a bit. His leg was almost healed, but regaining his complete range of motion and putting too much weight on it too quickly stilled caused some issues. "I guess... I have an idea. But I'll have to get him to show up for work. Do you have his contact info?"

"I do," I said, blushing. I had sent him about 200 messages which he had all left on 'read'. That fucking jerk.

"Right, I'll call him, and we'll see where things go," Josh said, giving me a kiss. "And then I have to get back. I'll... I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay. I'm sorry, Josh," I said, kissing him back. "Before you go. How's things with Linda? Are you guys... talking? I mean..." I wanted to know if they were fucking. I was still hellbent on Josh humiliating himself by submitting to someone like Linda. Just visions of his pained expression as he was getting prone boned by Linda's fat cock made me shiver. But I also knew that Linda cared for Josh and if I interfered in the wrong way it might cause irreparable harm.

"Yeah... she pushes me around a bit, but I like it. Is that messed up?" Josh asked, blushing. It was honestly quite huge that he would even admit it. He'd partake in some loss of control, but I couldn't remember if he had actually admitted to liking it so directly.

"Only in the most right way," I encouraged. "Now go on get. And watch slowly out of here, I wanna see those cheeks in those jeans."

Josh grinned at me. "I love you, Kim," he said.

I smiled back at him and blew him a kiss. "I love you too, Josh," I said.

With that, he walked out of the cafe, his ass looking delicious in his tight jeans. I wanted to grab a handful of those sweet globes so badly. As I stared at him leaving, my pussy tingled even harder than before. I was getting horny, and not just because of his body. I couldn't help but enjoy how fucked I had fucked up things for him. I felt so awful for causing him pain, yet knowing I had caused it felt so incredible.

But was it the damage itself that was what did it for me? I didn't think so. Perhaps it was more the consequences of me cheating being so sever that me sleeping with Alex seemed more like the cherry on top. Like Alex had been the cherry on top of a wonderful sundae which had been filled with pain, guilt, and embarrassment. And in doing so, he'd confirm my worthlessness and I loved how bad that made me feel.

I wasn't sure how else to process all the things going on around me. It felt like all my problems started and ended with myself and I couldn't escape that reality, though I could come to accept and revel in it.

With some guilt still left and a very hard urge to fuck myself stupid, I decided to head back to my gym and workout some more, hoping the physical exertion would calm my hormones down. When I reached the locker room I dropped my clothes in my bag and changed to a different pair of panties, as these ones was soaked through.

I considered just heading in as they were. After all, it was sort of empowering and hot knowing how dirty I was, but at the same time I didn't want to call too much attention to myself. Not that anyone would notice my panties... it was enough that I knew.

The conversation with Josh had both filled me with guilt but also stoked a warm feeling in my chest. Even though things had turned sour in a professional sense, what lead us there never failed to turn me on. And then I had probed about Linda, which didn't help either. Those things, propped up by my libido since I got off my contraceptives and yearning from naughty adventures, made my inner turmoil into outer heat.

But perhaps working out would do just that, calm my need to have a dick in every single hole all the time, I'm a grown-up girl after all and... maybe with less horny in my blood my brain would start functioning again. Or maybe Josh could knock me up so I could go back to being normal. Though, I was pretty horny before then too.

With Josh it had been good, of course, but ever since my fling with Toby, this last year, things had... escalated.

*

I entered the gym, looking around to see if there were any familiar faces, but it didn't seem like it. I made my way over to one of the machines and sat down, taking the seat and grabbing the bars.

I began lifting the weights, grunting with effort as I strained myself. My body was starting to sweat, and I felt my pulse quicken as I pushed myself. I was in better shape than I'd ever been, but that wasn't why I was here.

It had been weeks since I changed gyms. I had seen Josh around, and Linda, but not Kimberly yet. I guess perhaps she didn't work out as much. I kept my distance though, still feeling my body grow warm with embarrassment from how Josh had beaten me up so easily. Even with my newfound strength, I shamefully admitted to myself that he was still too much for me.

How I loathed Josh for making me feel so helpless. How I loathed myself for allowing it. And how I hated being so close to getting Kimberly, but how he had ruined it all. I still remembered her face when she realized I had tricked her.

I couldn't deny that she was the hottest fucking piece of ass I had ever laid my eyes on. Still I thought of her. Even when I was sleeping with Sarah did I think of Kimberly.

Sarah had been a fun thing, but it was growing tiresome. She wasn't that fun after all, even though she tried so hard. Perhaps it was time to let her go? But I could use her for a bit longer, at least to fuck if nothing else. She'd always be so eager to please, and I'd always be happy to indulge. Also, living out of her apartment was a good benefit.  If I ever were able to get Kimberly to come back with me, I knew an apartment over a dorm would look good, if granted Sarah wasn't there.

As luck would have it, and it was sheer luck, as I was doing curls, I saw none other than Kimberly making her into the gym! Red perfect yoga pants hugging those exquisite child-bearing hips of hers, her perky tits hiding under a loose, white tank top, and lazily swaying her water bottle around unaware of my presence.

From her facial expression, I saw that she looked a bit stressed out, tense if you will, but that didn't seem to stop her from looking drop-dead gorgeous. She was a true goddess. And what's more, she was completely alone! This was my chance.

I immediately decided to make my way over to her. But I hesitated, quickly looking over my shoulder to see if Josh was lingering around, but no, he was not there. But then I thought how she would react to seeing me again? I knew we shared a special bond that she didn't even have with her husband. Josh may have been her first, may have been her husband in name, but I was her first real lover. And that had to count for something.

But did she want to see me again? Or would she be too scared that Josh would find out? She might hate me still, but I could work with that. She would come to see reason sooner or later. She was bound to do so.

I decided to just go for it, and started walking toward her. I was feeling a little nervous, but I figured she was probably just as nervous about seeing me. As I walked, I felt my heart racing in my chest. I couldn't help but wonder if this was it. Was this finally going to be the moment I had waited for so long?

When I was within ten meters of her, Kimberly turned toward me. I saw her face light up and her eyes widen, but then her face fell and she looked down at the ground. I was hoping she'd smile, maybe even look happy to see me. But instead, she seemed... embarrassed? Ashamed? I wasn't sure.

"Hey," I said, trying to sound more lively than I had been before, walking up to her. I wasn't sure if she'd want me to talk to her. But she didn't look away or say anything.

"Hi," she replied, sounding a bit timid.

I smiled at her. "It's good to see you," I said. "Hey, I won't bother you much, I just noticed you and didn't want those awkward glances."

"Toby, please," Kimberly said, looking bothered. But her saying my name filled my cock with blood.

"Just listen, okay? I'm sorry about what happened between us. I really am. I know it must've hurt you, and I wish things could've been different. I just... got very obsessive. I haven't had a chance until now, but I want to say sorry for anything I did wrong. I'm better now," I lied. I rubbed my neck, trying to look like less of a threat. Those guard posts she had put up had to come down eventually, but I would take it slow. Perhaps a small joke. "Maybe I still am a bit, heh!" I added.

Kimberly looked at me quite abruptly and I knew that wasn't the right way to joke or compliment her, and now she seemed even more hesitant. "Yeah, I... I guess I forgive you?" she said. "I just don't want any trouble, okay?"

"I get it," I said. "Look, I understand if you want nothing to do with me, but I wanted to make things right. Anyway, you have my number should you ever want to talk. About anything. I'll leave you alone, okay? Say hello to Josh." I cringed at his name, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

I started walking away, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I had messed up, but playing the hard-to-get card might be one way to do it. I knew Kimberly would be a good girl and fall for the temptation. Especially if she wasn't getting it properly from Josh, as proven by her OnlyFans page.

But after I had taken a few steps, she suddenly spoke up. "Wait!" she called out. I turned around, seeing that she was blushing heavily, her cheeks almost red as tomatoes. She looked so adorable like that, I just wanted to ravage her then and there, but I controlled myself.

"Yes?" I asked, sounding somewhat innocent.

Kimberly stared at me for a moment before looking away. "Sorry. Just... can we forget this whole thing, alright?" she said, smiling nervously. "I have enough on my mind, I just don't want to deal with the... trauma of you. I know that's harsh, but it's for the best for me if you'll just walk away, alright? No contact or anything."

"Got it," I said, fighting to maintain my cool. I couldn't believe she had rejected me so effortlessly! That couldn't have hurt more had she had slapped me across the face. This was new territory for me, and I couldn't figure out how to react. My blood boiled inside me.

"Well, bye," she said, turning and leaving.

Fuck, did I feel so impotent. I had gone from the king to a goddamned nobody in a matter of moments, all because of that cheating slut.

When I got home, humiliated and angry, I immediately found Sarah, grabbed her long, brown hair and pulled her mouth roughly onto my erect cock, not caring in the slightest about foreplay.

When I released down her throat, and with it most of the anger, I did find a trace of amusement that Sarah didn't know what else to do but to swallow and serve. The realization made me happy. As for Sarah herself, who had not signed up for this sort of behavior, I kept going all evening, her poor little body servicing me. It was simply unfair towards her, but that didn't matter to me. All I had wanted was my own selfish release, and if Sarah had to endure a bit extra to serve it, it wouldn't affect me in the slightest.

At the end, when I had emptied my balls three times more and let her sleep on a cum-coated sheet, I decided it was time to calm down. This was a setback, not a defeat, I knew. I had to be patient. As it stood, my interactions with Kimberly would have to be very careful, but I knew patience was the answer.

Kimberly wanted a bit of fire, of something forbidden. With Josh being so weak, she'd eventually want some more meat. And I was planning on feeding her well.

*

Alex... and Toby... the thought of them, was driving me up the wall. My body burned for them and even though I was so excited and horny, I couldn't shake this fear I felt. Alex was one thing, but Toby... he always seemed to want control over me in one way or another, and even he had started sending me messages. Yes, I unblocked his number. It was stupid, I know, but curiosity was the death of me it seemed. I wasn't going to reply, I just wanted to see if he said anything after our small gym interaction.

When Toby had approached me at the gym, I was really afraid he was gonna do something, maybe call me out in front of everyone, maybe even try something, or ask to talk to me in private or whatever. But all he did was being very casual and calm and respectful. I almost thought it was... almost okay?

He sounded genuine, too. But he'd fooled me before, so I knew better. And he even mentioned Josh, which I guess was a sign that he was trying to show some respect. And he said he'd leave me alone... but then he was texting me.

I stared at the phone, reading his latest message.

'Hey Kimberly, how are you doing? I know we agreed not to talk to each other, but I just wanted to make sure everything is alright. We shared some crazy times that I'll never forget, and I hope you can forgive me for the way I acted back then.'

Toby sure knew how to be smooth, but I wasn't falling for it again. I didn't reply. After all, it would be best if I didn't keep him engaged. Instead, I decided to toss my phone aside and go get dinner started for the people who actually mattered in my life, Josh, Luna, and Linda. Yes, we had had our small bickerings and fights, but I was very fond of Linda. And it wasn't just as a sex object, she was a very kind person who always seemed to know how to think properly in any given situation where we needed a level head. Amanda's warnings still loomed in my head, but like everything else that shouldn't excite me, the added level of danger was exciting.

Also, it was better to keep her close then. If anything, if she hated me truly, she'd no doubt try to foolishly steal Josh away from me for real, and I didn't want that. I'd rather have her on our side than against us. Still, it was something to keep an eye on.

"Welcome home," I greeted Josh, smiling. I was just about to finish with the dishes and I wiped my hands dry before turning around to look at him.

Josh smiled back at me. He looked tired and exhausted, but I figured that was to be expected. Running a business was stressful enough, and he had to deal with everything I had messed up too. But there was something else, I noticed. Something was different. It was in his eyes. There was an extra layer of fatigue. I then noticed that Linda hadn't arrived with him like she usually did, which made me worried.

"How's things?" I asked, feeling my stomach knotting in fear. Did Josh know I had talked to Toby? Was Linda situated in some apartment waiting for him to come to find comfort in her lap after dealing with me?

"Well, Linda... had to go to Florida. Her mom suffered a heart attack and drove into a tree," Josh said, sighing deeply. "She just found out like 3 hours ago. She's fine though."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but only for a second. Then I remembered that this was probably devastating news for Linda and her family. "Oh, that's awful!" I said. "Is she coming back soon?"

"I think so, but she's got a lot to take care of," Josh said quietly. He looked really upset, which was understandable. I could imagine how much he liked having her around. She made him feel like he had someone to lean on who could handle things, and now he had to handle everything on his own. Everything I was doing to him, to make matters worse.

"Well, if there's anything I can do to help, let me know," I said. I felt bad for Linda, but also for Josh. He was so stressed out all the time and it pained me to see him like this.

He was probably worried sick for Linda and her mother too, because that was the kind of boss, friend, and all-around person Josh was. It was sad also because Linda didn't have all that many around. Her friends were far away, her family was small, and she had grown up with three dads, one who was quite abusive, one who died, and her current one. Though, I guess from what I knew that he wasn't too bad. But now the one person who always had been around was hurt.

"Did she... get injured?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's actually quite serious. Linda told me she was in a coma," Josh said. "I checked if our insurance covered family members. Luckily it did. I'd probably get that changed if not."

"That's good. It must really suck for you too, I know you like having her around," I said.

"It does. Not only because of the... stuff we do, but Linda is one of my best friends. It sort of dawned on me that I'll be without her for the first time since New Year's, and it's honestly a bit... scary," Josh said. He wasn't talking of Linda like she was a friend, but like she was his soulmate, and I realized how truly close they were. And I guess he was right, it was scary. I could see why he felt that way.

"I'm so sorry, Josh," I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. That lump was a formation of more than one grief I carried. I couldn't believe how horrible this was. "If you need anything, let me know. I'm here for you."

"Thanks, Kim," Josh said, smiling weakly. "Family is important, so I gave her all the time she needed."

I nodded, feeling my heart sink. Family was important. And I had ruined my family by sleeping with Alex, by pushing Josh into things he never wanted, by engaging with Toby again albeit how little. How could I ever be forgiven for such a terrible act? It was horrible. But I had also granted him the happiness he had experienced with Linda. Could that make up for it? I didn't know.

"Do you want to get some rest, or do you wanna eat?" I asked, trying to change the subject. The guilt was weighing heavily on me, but I tried to put on a brave face.

"I don't feel like eating," Josh said. "I just want to go to bed."

"Okay," I said. "Well, I'll be here if you need me."

Josh sighed and headed upstairs to the bedroom. I watched him walk away and then I turned back to finish the dishes. I looked toward my phone where Toby's messages laid ready to be answered.

'Just thinking about you and how I treated you,' the last one read. 

How had he treated me? He tricked me, yes, but he also gave me an amazing experience. But was I really going to let him in? He was probably just lying to me. He was good at that. Why would I give him another chance? But... maybe that was exactly what I needed. Maybe Toby could help me learn from my mistakes. After all, the point of apologizing was to take responsibility for the damage I had done. Maybe if I was able to interact with him without it escalating, then I would learn to not fall into his traps.

With shaking fingers I unlocked my phone and opened his conversation. I wasn't going to fall in love with him. I wasn't going to sleep with him. But I didn't need to be scared of him either, so perhaps speaking to him, and reprimanding him about his earlier mistakes, would be good for both of us. He would see that I didn't appreciate what he did, and I would learn how not to get seduced by someone. I took a deep breath before starting to type.

'Hi, Toby,' I typed and hit send. 'Things are kinda weird now, but I guess it's just life. Thank you for reaching out and apologizing, but know that that is it. Take care.' Simple and effective. I threw my phone aside, rested my elbows on the counter, and rubbed my temples. What the fuck did I just do? I felt all shaky from having indulged Toby, albeit through a small, somewhat dismissive text message, but at the same time, it was very exciting. What if he just insisted on pestering me? That's what Toby did. Insisting. 

Whatever he had would reply could wait. I had a sorrow-stricken husband to take care of, and I really, really wanted to get better.

After dinner, I made my way up to our bedroom. I saw that Josh was laying in bed, watching something on his phone. I smiled softly at him and climbed into bed, laying down next to him.

"Hey," I said, trying to sound cheerful. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Josh said quietly, turning towards me. "How's things with you?"

I hesitated. Was this a good time to bring it up? Or should I leave it alone? I decided to just go for it. "I've been feeling... really bad about everything that's happened. I hate that I fucked up your business, and I hate that I keep fucking things up," I said. "I just want to make things right again, you know?"

"It's okay," Josh said, smiling faintly, gently rubbing my shoulder. "You don't need to worry about it. We'll figure something out."

I sighed deeply. "But I do need to worry about it," I said. "I feel so stupid for having messed everything up. Like back when we had... our tenant. And now with Alex. I feel so stupid and easy. Why do I keep making the same mistakes?"

"You're not stupid or easy, Kim," Josh said. "We all make mistakes. And it's not like you fucked Alex anyway. You just gave him a job thinking you were doing something right. But if you're serious about leaving your position on the board, that is probably a very wise and self-aware decision, and I think that is admirable."

I blushed deeply, feeling warmth spread throughout my body at his compliment. I felt so lucky to have him. He was so understanding and caring. But I also felt guilty that I hadn't told him the full story about Alex. "Thank you, Josh," I said, smiling sheepishly. "You're so sweet."

Josh smiled back at me. "It's true," he said. "And I know how hard it can be to deal with stuff like that. Sometimes things move too fast. You turn away for five seconds and when you look back the picture is completely different. We just gotta keep our heads cool."

"Yeah, we do," I said. I paused, wondering if it was the right time to bring up my affair with Alex.

Probably not. It wouldn't help anything right now. I didn't want to lie to him anymore, but it felt like I was aiming a gun at him and he was in the worst state of mind to get shot. Was there ever a good time to confess to being an unfaithful wife? Maybe there was. If it was a very minor thing, maybe I'd have less reason to worry about his reaction. But I had fucked Alex. Several times. He had finished inside of me while unprotected. His big fat meat hilting inside of me repeatedly as I begged for more, my legs wrapped around his waist and my mouth on his. I shivered as I remembered what it felt like when he filled me up. And all while my husband was working hard, unaware of his wife's infidelity. I felt so terrible for doing it, but also so turned on.

And even worse, I realized that I wanted more. I wanted more of that forbidden feeling. I wanted to feel the thrill again, the excitement of being so dirty. I wanted to experience that again. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. The feeling was just too good.

"I love you, Josh," I said, leaning over to kiss him. "I'm so lucky to have you."

"I love you too, Kim," Josh said, smiling and kissing me back. "I'm glad you're here."

I cuddled up against him, resting my head against his chest. I felt safe and warm in his arms. I wanted to stay like this forever. But as much as I loved being here with him, I couldn't stop my brain from wandering from Alex to Toby. He was so unpleasant, not even attractive. He had lost a few pounds, sure, but was so coarse and creepy-looking, I almost couldn't believe I had fallen for his charms once upon a time.

But then again... he knew how to give me a good time. His cock was perfect, and he knew exactly how to use it. And he was always so dominant and aggressive, which was really hot.

I couldn't deny that I had been feeling empty ever since I stopped fucking him. Fucking Linda, Luna, and Alex, it had all been good, but nothing had been as fulfilling and filling as when Toby spooned me from behind while churning my guts up and making me cum hard right where we were resting now, although in our old bed. My pussy was aching for some good dick and even though Josh had been working harder than ever, he was still a bit too meek to truly fuck me right. It was a cruel thought, but I couldn't help but think it.

"I'm going to miss Linda," I said.

"Yeah, me too," Josh replied, sighing deeply. "It's going to be weird without her. But she's coming back eventually, so it's not like she's gone forever."

I nodded in agreement. I felt bad for thinking about sex while he was so sad. Maybe I should try to take care of him a little more. I knew he liked being treated like a man, and I hadn't really been doing a great job of that lately.

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" I asked. "You know, to help you relax?"

Josh looked thoughtful for a moment. "Not really," he said. "I mean... maybe just cuddling with you would be nice."

"Okay," I said, snuggling closer to him, my arms clutching around his wide shoulders. "Anything else?"

Josh shook his head. "Nah. Just cuddling is fine."

I sighed. I wished there was more I could do for him, but I didn't want to push it. I knew he wasn't in the mood for anything, but I also knew that he probably needed a little relief. So I reached down and began rubbing his cock through his pants.

"I know you're not in the mood," I said, "but I think you could use a little bit of cheering up."

Josh smiled at me. "I suppose I could use some cheering up," he said, leaning in and kissing me softly on the lips.

We began kissing passionately, our tongues dancing together, as I rubbed his cock to full hardness. I loved feeling his big, thick shaft swelling up beneath my palm. It made me feel so horny knowing that he was getting turned on by me.

I continued stroking his cock through his boxers, enjoying how hard it was getting. I wanted him to feel good. I wanted to make him feel like a real man.

"Do you want me to suck it?" I asked, my hand moving faster and faster.

Josh moaned softly. "Yes, please," he said.

I pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock from its confines. It was so hard and thick, standing straight up from between his legs. I licked my lips eagerly as I stared at it.

"You're so sexy," I purred, before leaning down to take him into my mouth.

I began sucking his cock eagerly, bobbing my head up and down along the length of his shaft. I loved the way he tasted. I loved how his cock filled my mouth and stretched out my cheeks. It was such a turn-on knowing that he was enjoying it so much.

As I sucked his cock, my mind began to wander again. I couldn't help but think about Toby and his big, thick cock. I knew he had a bigger one than Josh, and I couldn't help but wonder what his intentions truly were. No doubt to fuck me. Just thinking it sent a shiver through me. Toby wanted to conquer me, to own me, to steal me, to... breed me. If only Josh could take on Toby's confidence.

I needed to get these thoughts out of my head. I looked up at my husband, slid off his cock, and laid back on the bed.

"Fuck my mouth," I groaned. "And you can... be a bit rough if you want, y'know, use me a bit."

Josh smiled down at me, before he moved on top of me and began to thrust his dick into my mouth.

I moaned around his cock, loving how good it felt as he slid in and out of my mouth. Sex with Josh was often a mutual experience, but my craving to simply get taken, used, and abused was just as high. Perhaps higher. Most definitely, I guess.

Josh fucked my mouth, slowly at first not to hurt me, but picking up the pace. I tried to focus on sucking him off, but all I wanted was for him to lose it a bit, take charge like a man.

"You look so hot like this," Josh murmured, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth.

I glanced up at him. I was feeling so horny that I could barely stand it. My body was crying for more attention, and I knew I had to do something about it. I pulled Josh's cock out of my mouth and pushed him gently onto his back.

"Lay down and put your arms above your head," I commanded.

Josh did as I instructed, yet I grabbed his wrists and gently, but determinedly pushed them up above his head as I took position above him. Taking charge was an incredible thrill. Josh was always the big man, successful in any way, but I had suspected he had a submissive side. And pushing him a bit like this made me feel amazing.

"Take me, baby," I panted, placing his dickhead against my already moist pussy and then slowly sinking down.

I gasped as Josh's cock entered my pussy. I loved feeling him inside me. It felt so good to be filled up like this, and I couldn't help but moan as my body reacted to the stimulation. Josh looked up at me as I slowly began gyrating my hips back and forth.

"Are you enjoying this?" I asked.

"Yeah," Josh murmured, licking his lips.

"Do you want me to fuck you harder?" I asked, grinding against his cock.

"Yes, please," he moaned.

I smiled down at him before increasing my speed, my pussy sliding along his shaft and my clit being grinded just a little extra. The feeling was so fucking good that I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have him in my bed every night. I knew he loved me and that he cared about me, and I knew he would do anything to keep me happy, even if that meant giving up control like this. I felt my body heating up even more, my pussy starting to drip with arousal and juices splashing down my inner thighs. It felt so amazing.

I wondered briefly if he would actually mind if I did cheat on him, given he enjoyed me dominating him. Would it turn him on knowing that someone was using his wife? Well, I knew he had liked it before. At least before. And certainly with Luna and Linda, it was alright. But maybe he would be turned on hearing about Alex?

But before that could distract me too much, a delicious and sweet rush of pleasure raced from my pussy up through my whole body and caused me to let out a loud moan. "God, yes! Fuck, I'm cumming!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, babe. That feels so good," Josh breathed out, a strained smile on his lips. I was glad he was enjoying it, but I knew he hadn't climaxed yet. And I knew what he needed to get to where I wanted. A bit rougher, more forceful, a lot dirtier. I loved being a dirty wife.

My pussy began to pulse and throb around his cock, making me moan and whimper with pleasure. It felt like I could never stop cumming, my body spasming in the euphoric and endless release. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of orgasmic bliss, I collapsed down onto Josh, breathing heavily and feeling like I had been thoroughly fucked.

As I caught my breath, Josh began kissing the top of my head and ran his hands across my bare back, causing goosebumps to erupt everywhere he touched.

"Wow. That was incredible," I whispered, feeling a warm, content feeling spreading through my body. I couldn't believe how incredible this experience had been. I guess I didn't expect that it could feel that good, and it made me want to continue making love with Josh forever.

I kissed him deeply, my lips meeting his and my tongue pushing its way into his mouth. He still hadn't had an orgasm himself and while I was certain he didn't mind, I did.

"We need to get you there, babe," I said. "You haven't cum yet."

"That's fine," Josh said. "It was still incredible. Besides, it's enough that you had a good time."

I grinned at him. "That may be true, but we can't have you going unsatisfied," I purred. I lifted myself off his dick, got down on my elbows and knees, and arched my back. "Here, like this," I said. "Don't hold back. Fuck me hard."

Josh got into position and I felt his cock pushing against my sopping wet entrance. "Oh my God, you're so tight," he grunted.

I glanced back over my shoulder, smiling wickedly at him. "Just enjoy it," I cooed. "Enjoy my hot wet little pussy."

"Fuck," Josh grunted. He grabbed my hips and then pushed his cock all the way inside me. "It feels so fucking good."

"That's right," I purred. "So go ahead. Take me like a real man."

Josh began pounding his cock in and out of me.

I gasped and cried out with each thrust, loving how intense it felt to be taken this way. "You're gonna make me cum again," I panted.

"That's what I was hoping," Josh breathed.

I reached under and started fingering my clit, rubbing it back and forth as fast as I could. It felt so good. Pleasure rippled up from deep within my stomach, and soon enough I was screaming in ecstasy, my body trembling as an orgasm overtook me. "Holy fuck! Holy fucking Christ!" I cried out. "Holy shit! Ohhhh, yes! Yes! Mmmmm!" My head fell down to the mattress, and I shuddered, my pussy twitching as I came.

Afterward, Josh continued fucking me relentlessly.

"God, Josh!" I cried. "Don't stop! I want you to cum, baby! Cum in my pussy, please, I wanna feel your hot load shoot deep inside of me!"

"I...," Josh began, seeming to struggle to reach the finishing line. "It's kinda hard..."

I had a devious, sexy idea. I knew just the words he needed to hear, and even though they were so naughty and wrong, I knew they would work. The point of dirty talking wasn't really what I said. Just as with our pillow talk, it was how it was said, in what context it was said. It could be very loving and soft, and that worked great, or it could be nasty and desperate, which made sense in its own, perhaps kinkier way. And Josh and I were growing used to the former, so perhaps it would help if I brought up the latter.

"Do you... ugh, want to know how Alex got his job?" I grunted between gasps. It felt so wrong to say that while taking my husband's dick in my soiled, married pussy, but the thrill was huge, and I was immediately rewarded with an extra burst of speed and ferocity.

"Y-yes...," Josh wheezed.

"He managed to seduce me," I panted, closing my eyes as I reveled in the shame I was provoking Josh with. "Ugh, that's right, baby. That asshole thought I'd... ugh, be an easy lay, he thought I'd throw myself on the ground for him and I fell for it, I... fuck, I fell for him, fell on my knees, opened my mouth wide and took him as he successfully b-broke your wife!"

With a stifled shout, he started emptying himself inside me, sending new warmth cascading throughout my whole being. His grip tightened on my hips as he pumped load after load deep into my womb, and even though I had just been thoroughly and wondrously fucked by my husband, the mere thought of him painting my insides with his white goop and possibly creating life, while I was telling him I was cheating on him, was still turning me on to the point where my inner walls clenched on their own volition and massaged every last drop out of his nuts.

I felt him let out a final grunt before Josh's cock slid out of my pussy and he collapsed to his side. I rolled onto my back and took a few deep breaths as I gathered my strength, and my thoughts, and my hormones.

"You really liked that story, huh?" I teased, looking over at him.

"I did," Josh chuckled breathlessly.

"Good," I said. "I'm glad I could still make you cum. But I guess the stress and all has made you a bit... lukewarm?" I really didn't think about it, the question just blurted out, but what could I do?

"Um, yeah, I'm sorry," Josh replied, his cheeks slightly reddening as he felt embarrassed, and no doubt somewhat angry with himself. "It just got stuck. But, eh, please don't tease me about Alex like that much. It was fine now, but let's keep it to a minimum."

I blinked a few times. It wasn't often Josh put a foot down, but again he was adamant about this. I had teased him before to great effect, and it lead to the same heed as now; that he didn't want to be cuckolded by some douchebag, even in fantasy. God, to think he didn't realize that he was getting cuckolded for real... I hated it just as much as I loved it.

"Sure, sure," I promised. "Let's just relax a bit."

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