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Tawny understood that her husband was a world-class son of a bitch and there
wasn't any changing him; he was what he was. Jack's success as an associate
regional manager for one of the nations largest providers of claims management
solutions to insurance companies had been earned at the expense of others.
Whether it was figuring out a person's weaknesses and using it against them,
taking credit for the work of others, or publicly targeting weak people to
demonstrate his own power, no tricks were beneath him.

His job, as he explained it to Tawny one day, was to help insurance companies
gouge everyone from physicians down to automobile owners increasing premiums,
which were used to pay the multimillion-dollar salaries of their top executives.
Money from the "little man," as he put it, helped to compensate for their losses
in the stock market, and recover other losses in a legal system gone awry. Jack
always had been and always would be a son of a bitch.

A true company man if ever there was one. Jack clawed his way up the corporate
ladder to be on the cusp of upper management however; no matter how ambitious a
person was there was only a finite amount of space on the top rung. It was
simply a matter of business physics: no two people could occupy the same
position at the same time. Jack viewed this position, in the same way that he
viewed all of his previous positions, like someone else was in his rightful spot
and had to be removed.

An opening of this magnitude was the Haley's Comet of the insurance world;
occurring only once in a person's lifetime. So rare was it that an associate
like Jack could spend his whole life and never see the position vacant. Yet he
craved the position of regional manager and all the trappings of the elite
lifestyle that accompanied it: expensive cars, lavish waterfront homes, and
European vacations. It all stroked his ego and Jack enjoyed having his ego
stroked almost as much as having his cock stroked.

Tawny, on the other hand, had been a wholesome girl for most of her life, raised
by a pair of loving parents in suburbia Middle America. She had been a scrawny
adolescent who came into her beauty late in her teen years, developing into a
flawless blonde woman without the accompanying snobbish attitude of the truly
hot.

Her eyes were so innocent and sexy that it was almost criminal. If it wasn't her
eyes that held your attention, then it was the two all-natural inviting globes,
due south about twelve inches, which did. She didn't learn how to use them until
adulthood when she got drunk, entered, and then won a wet t-shirt contest,
trouncing all the hot young spring breakers.

There was a freshness about her smooth skin that gave her such a youthful
appearance that it made you search for signs that she wasn't still a teenager.
Fucking Tawny would be like fucking your best friend's little sister in high
school, you knew that it was wrong, but you couldn't help yourself. More to the
point, you could always make new friends. Her only flaw, in fact, was being
married to Jack.

Tawny felt empty inside, she realized that she was stuck in a marriage of
convenience. Career always had been Jack's priority and their marriage had
always been a means to serve that end. The corporation favored those mangers
that could project a positive family image to the rest of the world, what went
on behind closed doors they could have cared less about. She found herself
unfulfilled with the bored, unchallenging lifestyle of a trophy housewife.

Sometimes when she'd host a party, one of her husband's mealy-mouthed
bootlickers, having had too much to drink, would invariably try to convince her
that it was the demands of the job that made her husband such a prick. As if by
reassuring her that she was far to intelligent and attractive to have willingly
married such an asshole, they could seduce her into letting them fuck her.

At first she found such attempts at getting into her panties pitiful, but over
the course of a couple of years she began to find the game sexually arousing.
This newly discovered pleasure caused a tingling sensation in her sweet little
pussy that left her moist. So it became Tawny's newest game for the excitement
and attention that she so desperately sought to fill the void left by her
unfulfilled lifestyle.

Jack was aware of what was making his wife's panties wet, but didn't mind these
advances. It had given him the inspiration for the idea on how to get his next
promotion.

*******************************************************************

The tingling sensation between Tawny's legs returned again when Jack asked her
to host another party. Usually she made all the arrangements, but this time Jack
took charge of the guest list to ensure that the regional supervisor was the
only top executive to receive an invite.

The night of the party, Tawny dressed in a sexy black mini dress with a deep V
shaped bodice to display her ample soft breasts. It was provocative, yet classy
and went well with her favorite pair of Nicole Miller black strappy high-heels.

She didn't always enjoy the hours of preparation that it took to get ready, but
did enjoy fantasizing how much attention her efforts would garner. In the shower
she examined her freshly waxed bikini area. She hated having to endure the
excruciating pain of the Brazilian cut but loved the curtained-off look that it
left on her labia. Her curiosity peaked, she made the hasty decision to shave it
all off. Never before had she gone completely bare, and found it a surprisingly
liberating and exciting sensation. She loved the feeling of her freshly shaved
mound and after a warm breeze found its way up her dress made another decision
to go pantiless. It was going to be a special night, she could feel it; moments
later she sashayed downstairs to welcome her guests as they arrived.

Greeting the guests was her favorite part of the whole evening. A couple of well
planted seeds here and she would reap a harvest of attention the whole night.
Her foyer was private with soft dim lighting and just enough space for one
couple at a time. The tight quarters allowed her to turn embraces into caresses,
exploring all of her male guests under the guise of being a good hostess.

After greeting all the guests she set her sights on Jacks' boss as the target.
Her method of working was a simple one; get the man drunk and tease. She could
work a man until he was on the verge of creaming himself right in front of his
woman, and she would never suspect that in his mind her man was bending Tawny
over and pounded her hard. In fact, she found the added challenge of another
woman to be more exciting.

Tonight the greetings at the door left her so wet that she questioned the wisdom
of not wearing any panties. Hornier than usual, she was afraid of juices running
down the inside of her thigh. Going pantiless was not part of the plan and bad
things happened when you deviated from the plan.

Enticing the regional supervisor and getting him drunk was the easy part. Tawny
was an excellent conversationalist and when she sensed that her mark was getting
a little tipsy, she doubled, and finally tripled the amount of alcohol she was
putting into his drinks. She had used this tactic frequently before and it never
failed her.

"Maybe you should slow down on those drinks," protested his wife in a nagging
tone. "You know how you can get after you've had too much to drink."

The grown man looked embarrassed as if chastised by his mother.

Like shooting fish in a barrel, Tawny thought to herself as her conversation
with the couple continued. While the wife was there, she was witty and charming,
and when the wife went away, she switched to become seductive and inviting.

Tawny's game of "turning it on again/off again" was played out with all the
skill of a Broadway actress. The mark became increasingly horny especially when
his wife would depart making Tawny's seductive side come out. It felt as if
someone was giving him a good tug job only every time he was on the verge of
climax, they would abruptly stop, pause, and then start back up again, cruelly
never letting him blow his load before repeating the cycle.

After the wife had excused herself, Tawny moved in on the mark and gently
brushed up against the front of his pants. Her goal was the head of his penis
and she scored a direct hit that resulted in no small measure of a physiological
response to stimulation. Impulses shot through his already primed nerve endings
to the pleasure sensors in the brain, releasing endorphins, causing his anus to
contract and the muscles at the base of his cock to spasm making his penis
almost jump right out of his pants.

Tawny saw the front of his pants leap out at her and was instantly swollen with
pride; her charms had worked. They always did.

In one quick motion, she grabbed the mark by the hand, turned toward the stairs
and said, "Come with me," as they bolted together.

Even if the mark had wanted to protest, she didn't leave him any time to, like a
lamb to the slaughter, he was led away.

Jack had watched the whole scene play out before him from the corner of the
room.

Tawny had now crossed into uncharted territory; her flirting had taken her this
far many times with other men before, but never any farther. She could feel her
pussy begin to throb.

She held tightly onto the mark's hand as they climbed, forcing him to follow
closely in trail. During the whole journey his face was only inches away from
her stunning ass. It bounced with every step giving him a hint of her savory
fragrance that the quick pace and throbbing little pussy had created between her
legs. The aroma was intoxicating.

When they reached the top of the stairs, the regional supervisor was dizzy and
on the brink of collapse. A cocktail of alcohol, testosterone, and adrenaline
was coursing through his veins. The thought of taking another man's wife in her
own bed, while both her husband and his wife were still downstairs, was
exhilarating.

As if reading his mind, Tawny breathed into his ear, "I want you to fuck me hard
with your wife downstairs." Knowing what a man wanted to hear and which buttons
to push was a specialty of Tawny's. She had sent him over the edge, but in so
doing was herself dangerously close to the precipice.

She never let him take control, instead she drug him into one of the bedrooms
and sat on the edge of the bed while forcing the mark onto his knees directly in
front of her. Tawny's aggressiveness seemed so spontaneous that he had no idea
the care and practice that had gone into this exact placement on the floor.

Tawny hoisted her black strappy heel up over the regional supervisor's shoulder
resting the crook of her knee comfortably there; her calf and foot dangled
against the mark's back. With all the grace and balance of a gymnast, she slowly
lifted her other foot off of the floor higher than her hips before straightening
it out, until it was fully extended. Her legs laid spread wide apart in a
modified split, straddling the mark. The black mini dress was forced to climb
high up on her hips, leaving her pantiless crotch exposed. Her heart pumped
faster and breathing became more labored to fuel her tensed muscles.

He was bursting at the seams. With her legs spread wide apart, her shaved little
box was now just inches away from his face emanating heat, aroma, and wetness.
It was too much for him to take and he instinctively dove in with his tongue.

Tawny's head exploded with pleasure as the tongue slid past her outer lips,
propelling her well beyond the point of no return. All of the sexual tension
that she had built up in the mark she had also built up in her too. It had been
a long time since Jack had pleased her with the emotional and physical contact
that every woman needed. Feeling sexy, shaving herself, shameless flirting, and
Jack's inattention all came to a head at once making her psychologically,
emotionally, and physically ripe for the picking. The plan that she worked out
with Jack would have to be temporality put on hold as both her legs hung out in
the air, quivering as she helplessly tried to stave off the pleasure that was
about to overtake her. Her cuming wasn't part of the plan was her last thought
as she slipped into oblivion as she lost her battle with the probing tongue.

His tongue quickly worked Tawny's now dark pink pussy lips before making its way
to her engorged clitoris, thrusting all the way into her smooth mound. Tawny
felt her vagina and pelvic muscles begin a series of rhythmic spasms as a wave
of euphoric release washed over her body.

"AAUUGGH!!!," She came all over the mark's face, coating it from nose to chin.

The mark didn't let up on his tongue action and continued to flick the
housewife's reemerging clitoris. Again Tawny felt the tension well up inside
her. This time it was her thigh muscles that initially felt the returning twinge
before the contractions erupted, sending her climbing to an additional peak as a
second release of tension followed on the heels of the first.

"Yes, yes, OHHHHHH!!!!!"

After she received several more strokes of the tongue she panted, felt a spine
tingling shiver and a bead of sweat roll off her forehead when the mind-blowing
orgasm returned. Tawny's back arched up off of the bed, vibrating ecstatically
from head to toe, she felt so filled up that she let out another string of
nonsense syllables as she rode the waves of multiple orgasms to successively
higher peaks.

"OHH, YESS, YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tawny's orgasms slowly waned to a tingling sensation in her feet. She felt her
toes curl around the edge of her Nicole Millers in a hopeless attempt to hang on
to the vestiges of her orgasm.

"Mmmmmmmm," she satisfactorily moaned returning to her body.

"My husband has never made me cum like that before," Tawny regrettingly
confessed as she dismounted the man's face.

She stood him up, and helped him out of his clothes.

"I want to feel your cock tickle the back of my throat," still feeling the need
to explore her dirty side.

For the first time she let her hands work their way slowly down his bare chest.
He was in remarkably good shape for a middle-aged man, she thought to herself.
He had a firm body that managed to avoid the bulging midsection that plagued so
many other men his age. In his younger years he must have been quite the stud.
It was a shame that it was wasted on his obnoxious wife.

She reached for her semi-stiff objective between his legs. She moved her hand
over the member focusing on the tip. It was a nice piece of meat; long, thick,
veiny, with a good curve, small head that she was certain had speared more than
a couple of honeys before ending its career with the ice lady. She could feel
his pre-cum as she paused to enjoy the closeness and intimacy before working the
sensitive area with the flat of her hand.

"You're so much bigger than my husband."

"UMMMMM," he breathed.

Tawny had hers and now he couldn't wait to get his. She reached for his balls
and felt the weight heavy in her hand; it must have been a while since they had
been emptied.

She worked his balls feeling his member fully erect; her mission was complete.

Tawny dropped to her knees, lifted his penis up until its head was up around his
naval. Again her deviation from the plan put her in dangerous territory, but she
didn't care as she lovingly stroked and kissed his dick. The pretty blonde got
down for some serious ball sucking as she stroked his cock hard licking her way
up from his scrotum all the way to his pre-cum before she eagerly wolfed down
the cock that was put to her face. Her lips barely make it all the way around.
She knew how to give good head, plenty of eye contact and when the cum starts
flowing hold your mouth open and suck up as much as you can.

After several bobs and strokes she regained her composure and remembered why she
was there. She grabbed a hold of his cock for a couple of quick strokes ensuring
that it's hardness would last a little while longer.

"You're going to cum all over me big boy," Tawny said as she grabbed the man's
cock and gave it a good shake. She'd loved the feel of the dense weight in her
hand and had been dying to do that.

"Let me take off this dress first."

She slid the straps of the mini dress off and let them fall past her soft
shoulders lifting her lovely rack up to the mark. She let him caress them before
she gathered up all of his clothes and backed into the bathroom.

Tawny straightened herself up, pulled herself together, and quickly made her way
back down to the party. For her, at least, the exciting part was over.

The stage had been set. The invisible handoff had been made and it was now
Jack's turn to spring the trap.

*******************************************************************

As if right on cue, Jack appeared out of nowhere surprising the still naked
regional supervisor on his knees.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Jack faked being appalled.

The mark did the only smart thing that he could think to do and didn't say a
thing. Being found naked in a compromising position was one thing, telling a man
you just tongue fucked his wife was another, and he didn't know exactly how much
Jack knew or if Tawny would be coming out of the bathroom.

"I'm going to ruin you, you fucking pervert. First I'm going downstairs to bring
your wife up here, and when everyone in the company finds out, you going to be
fired. Your wife is going to rake you over the coals in divorce court and take
away all your money, and you'll never see your kids again, even your friends
aren't going to want to talk to you once I'm finished with you." Jack's cheeks
were flush and the glare helped sell the whole act.

The regional manager's head was spinning, desperately searching for a way out,
the alcohol and testosterone that had him so high just moments before had been
replaced by the panic of being publicly exposed. Everything Jack threatened was
true; he could lose everything. If word got out, he would assuredly be fired,
divorced, and humiliated. He worked too hard over the past twenty-five years to
give it all up like this and decided that his best option was to throw himself
at Jack's mercy.

"Jack, I know what you're feeling, and I don't want to bring any more shame to
my family then I already have". In truth, he didn't have any idea what Jack was
feeling and his only concern was for his own public shame and the inevitable
rape on his bank account. He continued.

"I'll give you money, if we just start all over and pretend that this little
incident never happened."

"Oh really, how money is it going to take to erase the memory of you tongue
fucking my wife in my own home."

Damn, he knew.

"If you don't ruin me, I'll give you anything you want, just name your price."

Jack didn't say a word. He carefully moved closer to the mark, closing the
distance between himself and the kneeling man. Jack spread his feet a little
more than shoulder width apart and reoriented his groin in the direction of the
kneeling mark. The message was so skillfully delivered and with such ambiguity
that during recounts of the story, later told in therapy, the mark wasn't
certain that the dick sucking hadn't been his own idea.

The only words that were spoken were, "I'll suck your dick."

Jack didn't have any hang-ups about having his dick sucked by another guy. In
fact, he made a show of it. He left his hands on his hips not wanting to lend
the guy any assistance as the mark hesitantly undid Jack's belt. The mark
reached up and fumbled with the zipper enough to pull his pants down far enough
to expose his five and a half inch prick.

Jack noticed that the mark's bigger dick was still hard and wondered if it was
the result of Tawny remembering to give it a couple of tugs before she made her
getaway. It was about seven and a half inches in length with a nice curve
upwards along the shaft. The thought of Tawny having to touch the other man's
cock wasn't pleasant for Jack, but the fact that is was so much larger than his
really pissed him off. The mark's cock was larger by at least a full two inches,
had thicker veins, and still got harder than Jack's. He mentally compensated by
reminding himself who was about to suck off whom here.

The regional supervisor, upright on his knees began to quake as he rested both
hand on Jack's lean sinewy thighs. Jack placed both of his hands on the
supervisor's shoulders making for a better visual effect.

He paused; gathered courage, then leaned forward and took Jack into his mouth.
He slowly mouthed the head of Jack's dick to get himself used to the texture. It
was soft at first but the harder he sucked, the more the cock twitched in his
mouth, thickening.

Jack looked down at the face of the mark, eyes closed and grimacing, it was
awkward for the supervisor as he struggled to remember how his wife used to suck
his cock long before they were married and had stopped such entitlements.

The mark took the penis out of his mouth and worked the balls and all the
crevices with his tongue. To add insult to injury, Jack gyrated his hips up
forcing the defrocked supervisor to lick the bottom of his scrotum, careful not
to make the mark move from his placement.

Much to Jack's surprise, the man licked the underside of the scrotum and
continued on further south to Jack's "sweet spot".

Jack's whole body quivered with this unexpected surprise. He almost let out a
moan then quickly remembered to be silent. He thought that it was a pathetic
sentiment that the mark was going all out for his enjoyment and wasn't sure if
he wasn't even enjoying it a little.

The tongue slowly worked the vicinity of the asshole before making its way
inside. It lightly flicked in an out before disappearing as if trying to bury
itself. Shooting in and out of his asshole while the mark's hands moved to the
erect penis working up and down on the shaft.

Jack was surprised at how much he was enjoying himself. He was a handsome man
and had more than his fair share of women suck him off, but there was something
novel about another man doing it. Maybe it was the mark's familiarity with the
male body or the fact that the mark was a stronger presence between his legs
than he was used to.

After Jack's asshole had a thorough tasting, the mark returned north again.
Playing with the balls while licking the full length of the shaft. His technique
quickly improved with each minute. Slowly at first, then at a quick sustained
pace slurping, sucking, and gagging his way until Jack felt that he would soon
release his load.

The hands roughly pumped up and down on the shaft harder and harder while
working the balls. Jack's testicles were sensitive to the touch, but he enjoyed
having them handled, lightly massaged, and pulled during the pleasure cycle. It
was like having a wrestler working vigorously between your legs trying to get
his opponent, Jack, to submit by climaxing.

Even the climax had been planned out to the minutest detail. Jack grabbed the
base of his swollen cock when he felt the first intense muscles spasm at the
base of the penis. He ran it around the supervisor's mouth as it oozed milky
white liquid.

What Jack lacked in size he more than made up for in quantity. He always prided
himself on shooting a big load and this one wasn't any different. He stroked
load after load onto the mark's face, thoroughly deposited his cum around the
whole mouth. Then using his cock as the spreader, he spread his batter, circling
the mouth several times before sticking the cum covered member back into the
mark's mouth to be cleaned off by the newly facialed.

The regional supervisor made muffled "Ugh and UMM" sounds each time Jack stuck
the dick into his awaiting mouth. His cum had a light tart taste to it. He felt
a small measure of revenge over the mark for clearly having the superior cock by
winning this cockfight. He was surprised that the once proud man didn't call it
quits after he came, but instead allowed Jack to violate his orifice many times
after he painted his face. Maybe now he liked the taste of cum, Jack thought.

Just feet away the hidden camera that had been positioned recorded everything,
even the smacking sounds of the cleaning.

*******************************************************************

Meanwhile, Tawny had been downstairs finishing up her part by chatting it up
with mark's nincompoop of a wife. She hated this bitch, and didn't feel the
slightest remorse for her part in dethroning her man.

"Your house is nice," remarked the woman.

"Thank you."

"It must be nice to save money not having to hire all that cleaning help, what
with you living in a small house and all."

She had enough of this bitch and her snide comments. For a moment she considered
saying to her, "Oh yeah, well your husband is upstairs right now sucking my
husband's cock." But the wife's humiliation wasn't part of the plan and Tawny
had deviated from it enough tonight. She wondered what Jack would do about her
earlier deviations from the plan after he reviewed the tape.

Tawny had the wife slightly inebriated and in need of another refreshment. When
she strode over to the bar, she got a small advance back on her dented
self-esteem. The woman's husband returned and she watched as the happy couple
reunited. The wife, now well lubricated celebrated her husband's return by
treating him to a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss.

Tawny felt the tingling sensation in her pussy return. She didn't know if it was
the revenge or the thought of the medley from both her and her husband's juices
mingling around in the arrogant woman's mouth that turned her on. Tawny hoped
that he would fuck her tonight before washing his mouth out.

Then it struck Tawny why she hated this woman so much. She too had once been a
trophy wife but after years of being trapped in a passionless marriage her
spirit had been eroded. In her, Tawny saw a reflection of herself. Tawny had
seen a glimpse into her future and was repulsed by what she saw.

Having just narrowly escaped a very publicly embarrassing situation with
career-ending implications, the regional manager was feeling a false sense of
relief as the reverse cuckold couple left the party.

All the way home the regional supervisor plotted his revenge on his
blackmailers. None of his plans would be carried out though once he discovered
that the whole humiliating experience of sucking another man's cock was caught
on videotape.

Later that night, alone in his study, Jack reviewed the tape and watched his
wife writhe and buck while being pleasured by another man in a way that he had
never been able too. Even though it had been his plan, the fact that she came so
many times and then took liberties sucking the large cock it was more than her
performing the act he had planned out she was having an affair.

Jack edited Tawny out of the tape and over the course of a few months, leveraged
pressure on the man by threatening to release it to everyone, starting with his
family.

The regional supervisor forced himself to watch the tape hundreds of times,
looking for a way out. There wasn't any. Jack had planned this out too well. His
positioning, lighting, and the fact that he was careful not to make any sounds
would never allow him to be identified. The regional supervisor, on the other
hand, was easily identifiable both by sight and sounds. There was just enough
ambient light to allow of easy shots of his face with the cock in it. Even the
recording device had picked up the slurping sounds, which were incriminating
enough by themselves.

Jack slowly tortured the supervisor by blackmailing him into sucking his cock
several more times, once just moments before publicly addressing all the
employees in the region he had a mouthful of Jack's cum. The final time after
Jack rode him hard in his office as the secretary outside wondered what all her
boss's grunting and groaning was about. The mark was never the same again and
despair finally won out. Eventually the man suffered a minor psychological break
and was forced to leave the company, but not before completing his final act of
recommending Jack as the new regional supervisor.