Signing Bonus

Chapter One

"I call it a signing bonus," Chloe said. We were sitting at an outside table at the cafe down the street from our office and I was staring at her phone, watching a video of Chloe in one of the condos getting fucked doggy-style on the bed. The faces were blurred, but I could tell it was Chloe, and she seemed to be getting the fuck of her life. That is saying something because I've seen Chloe get some pretty awesome fucks.

"What if Tom finds out?" I asked without taking my eyes off the screen. Tom was Chloe's husband for the last five years.

"Tom loves it. It was his idea to see if I could get a clip. Most guys wouldn't go for filming, but this guy was a techie and single. He's the one who blurred our faces." Now I was staring at Chloe with the same stunned look I had watching her personal porn video on the phone.

"You showed Tom the clip?" I was thinking about Frank, my husband, and I am not sure what he would think about seeing a video of his wife fucking a client to get a sale. Like most married couples, our sex life had settled into a routine. Two young kids at home took a lot of our attention. To make matters worse, Frank had taken the buyout from his newspaper and was trying to make it as a stringer and freelance journalist. The stress had taken its toll on both of us. Over the last year, even when we could get some time alone together, the sex had been less than satisfying for both of us. Most nights we fell into bed and went to sleep with the television on.

"I told you, it was his idea. I've told him every time some guy hit on me and every time I've been tempted. He suggested I take it further, that if I wanted to fuck a client, I should go for it." She sipped her iced tea. "He can't wait to hear the details, and it has really spiced up our sex." She gave me that Cheshire Cat grin she gets when she knows she is shocking me.

"How often have you done this?" Chloe and I were real estate agents specializing in selling luxury condos in the city. After the pandemic, many of the older office buildings were converted to living spaces, and we were making good money selling them to rich people who wanted to cut their commute. Admittedly, Chloe was making more money than I was. She was quickly becoming one of the top sales agents in our little company. Looking back at the screen, I was beginning to understand why.

"Just three times." Pointing to her phone, she said, "That was last week. You remember that sale I was a little worried about?" I remember her saying that the guy might not be ready to commit. Then suddenly she had the sale. It seems she had more than just the sale.

Chloe and I have been best friends since college. In those days, we were each other's wingmen, looking out for one another during our crazy party days. As I said, I've seen her do some pretty crazy things, including some pretty crazy sex. Of course, she would say the same thing about me. We've shared more than a few adventures and a few guys. Those days were behind us, or so I thought. We had been each other's bridesmaids and now we are wives and I am a mother. This video and what she was telling me about her and Tom seemed to indicate otherwise.

In the lightly edited twenty-minute clip, she had walked out of the bathroom in just her garter belt, stockings, and heels, shared a champagne toast with the well-dressed client, undressed him, sucked his cock, and gotten fucked in at least three different positions. It was nothing kinky, but it may be the hottest sex I'd seen in years.

"So is this how you've made the most sales in the last few months?" It is a cheap shot, and I regretted saying it as soon as it was out of my mouth. Chloe being Chloe, wasn't phased or pissed.

"I don't do it every time, with every client, just the ones I fancy," she said. "And I only offer after they have signed the deal. It is not part of the arrangement, but I'm sure the guys talk and I have gotten some referrals. So maybe it helps." She took a bite of her salad, and the waiter came to refill our glasses and leave the check. Chloe insisted on paying for lunch. "I don't want to see this on the Internet," she said and then sent me the file.

Chapter Two

That evening was the usual chaos at home. Frank was cooking dinner. Emily, age four, and Jack, age six, wanted to tell me about their day, both at the same time. There was dinner, homework, and then story time for Emily. It wasn't until later after we had put the kids to bed, that I could tell Frank about my lunch with Chloe.

We were in the bedroom with the television on low. I was in shorty pajamas, and Frank wore his boxers and a faded t-shirt. "Really?" he said when I told him Chloe had been fucking clients. He rolled over and stared at me. "Does Tom know?" I told him that was the strange part, that according to Chloe, Tom had suggested it and even encouraged it. "Really?"

"She said she tells him everything and that it has improved their sex life. She even made a video for him."

"Really?"

I hit him with a pillow. "Will you stop saying 'really'?"

"Honestly?" I hit him with the pillow again. "Did you see this video?" I told him she was excited to show me, and that it was pretty hot. He started to say 'really' again and changed it to "Wow, this is crazy." We were both quiet for a bit, just looking at each other. "Do guys hit on you?" he asked.

"Sometimes I catch them checking me out, but I wouldn't say they hit on me. I'm pretty clear that I'm married. Most of the talk is about the condo and financing and the market. Maybe Chloe is more flirtatious. I don't really know." He asked about her sales record and whether I thought being flirtatious had helped. "She definitely dresses to be seen but you know she always looks good no matter what she is wearing. She is just so cute I'm sure guys can't help themselves." I thought back to when Chloe and I were in college, and guys thought we were sisters.

It seemed Frank was having the same thoughts. "You're pretty cute too, you know." I couldn't put my finger on the difference but somehow Chloe and I were different now. "Maybe you could ask her for some pointers about what she does to get the sales. I'm sure she will tell you." She had almost offered as much at lunch today.

I am five foot nine inches, and Chloe is five foot six with a great ass and legs. Both of us have perky c-cup tits and dirty blonde hair. She has freckles on her pale skin. I may have gained a little weight after Emily was born, but I've been working hard to get rid of it.

I asked if he wanted to see the clip and his eyes went wide. "Oh my god, you have it?" I reached over and grabbed my phone, waving it at him. Obviously, he wanted to see it, so we hooked the phone up to the television, and in a few minutes, we had Chloe's sex tape on our widescreen. It put any porn or racy television show we'd seen to shame. Frank looked stunned as he watched a nearly naked Chloe having sex with a stranger. When I slid my hand under the covers I could easily tell the effect it was having on him. It had been at least a year since I felt an erection like the one he was sporting now. At the end of the clip, he rolled over on top of me and pushed inside, fucking me like a teenager. It seemed Chloe's adventures were improving our sex life as well.

Chapter Three

The next morning Frank was up before me, getting the kids their breakfast and ready for school and daycare. I got my shower and took extra time on my makeup and the clothes I was wearing, picking out a white silk blouse, black pencil skirt, dark pantyhose, and higher heels than I usually wore. Two could play this game, I thought. Frank raised an eyebrow and smiled when I walked into the kitchen and got a cup of coffee. Evidently, he approved of my wardrobe upgrade. I made a mental note to get some stay-up stockings and some new lingerie at the little shop down the street from the office.

I insisted on taking Chloe to lunch. "So what did Frank think of the video?" was her opening line as we took our seats on the patio overlooking the park. There was no denying I had shown it to him. "Did he fuck you?" There was no denying that either. "You're welcome," she said with a smile. I told her I wanted to know more about what she was doing and how I could improve my sales. I wasn't ready to start fucking clients but maybe I could do more.

She said that it was all about the vibes she put out. When a guy flirted with her instead of shutting it down, she flirted back. "You know how guys are. They will take any encouragement and run with it." She said she was meeting a lawyer this afternoon to show him a couple of condos and invited me to come along as a retraining.

The lawyer was a little surprised to have two attractive agents showing him around. Chloe didn't wait for him to flirt with us. She was making some suggestive comments of her own about the two-person shower and room for a king-sized bed. It reminded me of when the two of us would go bar-hopping years ago with the intent of picking up guys and getting laid. She wasn't quite as brazen as we had been, but I could tell the lawyer was getting ideas. He seemed as interested in Chloe as he was in the condo.

That evening when Frank and I were alone I filled him in on my lunch with Chloe and the afternoon meeting. Most of his questions were about the lawyer. He wanted to know what he looked like, how he acted, and if I thought Chloe would fuck him if he bought the condo. I told him that I thought she might and he seemed excited. "Are we living vicariously through Chloe's naughty behavior? I asked him.

He chuckled and snuggled close to me, kissing me behind the ear. "Maybe a little. Are you complaining?" I felt his hand slide between my legs. Sex two nights in a row hadn't happened in a long time, so no I was not complaining. He was slower this time, fondling me, kissing me, and continuing to ask questions. "You have to admit what she is doing is pretty hot. It is even better if Tom knows about it and encourages it. It's not just the sex." I asked him what made it so hot for him. He had seen Chloe in some pretty skimpy clothes over the years but I don't think he'd ever seen her naked or having sex like we saw on the video. I was surprised when he admitted what turned him on the most was thinking about me doing those things. "The whole time I was watching her, I was imagining it was you getting fucked by a client."

I pulled back a little and looked at him. "Does that excite you?" I was shocked.

"Truthfully, I don't know. I mean the video was hot, I can't deny that." I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh so I knew something was getting him going. "Maybe the idea is exciting. I'm not sure how I would feel if it really happened."

I reached down and stroked his cock and felt his hand move back to my pussy. "I think we can play with the idea," I said as I leaned in and kissed him. He spread my legs and moved on top of me, sliding his cock against my wet slit before slowly sliding inside. He asked me if I would fuck the lawyer from the meeting today if I had the opportunity. "I might if he bought a condo from me." I know I was taking the tease to the next level. Now I was picturing myself in the video getting fucked by the lawyer. I let out a low moan as I felt him stiffen inside me, fucking me a little harder now. "Would you like that if I came home well fucked by a client after I'd sold him a condo?" He just groaned, and I could feel him explode inside me, pushing me over the edge into a climax of my own.

We lay in bed, catching our breath for a bit, both of us lost in our thoughts. "You know this is crazy," I said finally. He looked over at me and nodded slowly. We cuddled and kissed for a bit until we both fell asleep.

Chapter Four

The next day, I visited the lingerie shop, investing in lacey thongs, push-up bras, a garter belt, and some stockings. I felt sexier just buying the stuff. When I returned to the office, Chloe saw the distinctive red bag with the gold lettering and came over to check out what I had gotten. "You minx, you're going all in," she said approvingly. I told her that I couldn't let her steal all the clients.

For the rest of the week, I had no opportunities to try my newfound confidence or flirting technique. I showed condos to an older couple who were downsizing and a single woman looking for a place near the hospital where she worked.

At lunch a couple of days later, Chloe told me she had sold a condo to the lawyer. I asked if he got the "signing bonus," and she nodded with a big smile. There was no video this time but she gave a pretty graphic description of how he fucked her on the kitchen counter and then in the shower. "The best part is what it does to Tom when I tell him about it. He can't wait to reclaim me. I swear he hasn't fucked me that hard in years."

When I relayed the story to Frank that night, he was hanging on to every word. I was stroking his cock as I tried to remember all the details Chloe had told me. "That could have been you getting fucked in the shower," he said as he slipped inside me. I told him how Tom had fucked Chloe when she got home, reclaimed her she said, and asked if he would do the same. "Fuck yeah, I'd want to make you mine again."

Tom and Frank didn't know Chloe and me during our crazy college days. I met Frank at my first job after college when I was trying to be a grownup for the first time. We started dating after I moved on to another job and then another job, and he got a job with the newspaper. Over the years he had asked about some of my past adventures but I only gave him the sanitized version and I'm still not sure he believed me. Chloe met Tom on a dating app and they seemed to go from zero to a hundred immediately. She said it was lust at first sight.

Chloe and Tom invited Frank and I over for dinner on Saturday. We dropped the kids off at my mother's house so we would have a bit of a holiday for the weekend. This would be a chance for Frank to hear about everything Chloe was doing directly from her and for the two of us to grill Tom on what he was thinking and feeling about all this. Both of them were excited to answer our questions and we got a lot more details about the four guys, including the lawyer I'd met, that Chloe had fucked.

The biggest question both Frank and I wanted to ask was how Tom dealt with Chloe's affairs, and why he wasn't jealous. "Are you kidding? I am crazy jealous. My mind just melts when she tells me she is meeting a client I know she thinks is hot. I can't think of anything else, I can't do anything, I just pace the floor waiting for any messages she will send." We were sitting on their deck, watching the sunset. "She is mean about it, too. She will send me little teases about picking up champagne or arriving and maybe a selfie of the two of them." Chloe was sitting there grinning at us. "Then there is the radio silence. I won't hear anything for a few hours. Of course, I know what they are doing and I can picture it in my head, but at the same time, I have no idea. Then, she will text that she is on the way home. I know in twenty or thirty minutes she will tell me everything and I will see the evidence of her infidelity. Honestly, I think the jealousy is what makes it so hot for me. It is hard to explain, but I know she will come back to me and I want her so bad."

"We are doing this together," Chloe said. "I like the sex with the guys, but what I love is seeing what it does to Tom, to the two of us. He is so focused on me when I get home." She giggled, "He fucks me so hard."

Frank and I were stunned listening to them talk. Part of it made no sense and part of it made perfect sense.

"I used to look at porn and wish I had that," Tom said. "I know it wasn't real but that is the point of porn, isn't it? They make it to spark our fantasies, and they are making a lot of money off of us. Chloe is my porn star now. Nothing else compares. We talk about what we like and want, and it will get us going. I suggest something and she thinks of some way to do it with me or with one of the guys she is fucking. We still role-play and watch porn together, but now it is to get ideas about what we want to do."

"These guys are one-offs," Chloe said. "There is no attachment. I'm not having an affair with them. They are excited to get a new condo and share some of that excitement by fucking me. I think it's funny that they want to consummate their new condo inside me. Their wives would be pissed but there is no reason for Tom to be pissed."

We ate, drank, and had a good time, same as always. It was late when Frank and I caught a ride-share home. The stories had made both of us horny and there was a trail of clothes from the front door to our bed. He fucked me like an animal that first time like he couldn't do it fast enough or hard enough. Yes, we were living vicariously through Chloe and Tom and it was good. We lay there catching our breath and saying nothing at first. Finally, I had to know, "Are we doing this?"

Frank looked at me, his eyes wide, and then he nodded. "If you tell me about it, if we talk about it, and there are no secrets. This is so hot."

"We are in this together. Either of us can stop it at any time." I felt nervous and excited like we were taking a big step into the unknown. We made love two more times that night. I got the impression that Frank wanted me to remember how good he could fuck me. Like I could ever forget that.

Chapter Five

As though the fates were aligning for us, on Monday a young doctor called me looking for a place. He was referred by the female doctor I had sold the condo to three weeks ago. He also wanted a place near the hospital, and he wanted to meet as soon as possible, so I set up a meeting for that afternoon.

Dr. Steven Bower had just finished his residency and taken a full-time assignment working in our shock trauma unit. He was quiet, almost shy, and extremely good-looking. I told him I had a few condos I could show him this week if he had the time. I'd probably had a hundred meetings like this over the past couple of years. This one was different. Like always, I was trying to think about the type of place I could sell him, but now I was also sizing him up as a potential lover.

That night, I told Frank about the young doctor. He lay there staring at me for the longest time. "Are you okay?" I finally asked. He continued to stare for a moment more.

"This is really happening, isn't it?" he finally said.

Now, it was my turn to stare. "Only if you want it to. We are doing this together." He wanted to know everything about Dr. Bower, particularly what he looked like, how he acted, and what I thought about him. I told Frank I wasn't sure if I could seduce the good doctor but he laughed that off.

The next morning, he was getting the kids ready as usual, but he returned to the bedroom just as I got out of the shower. He wanted to know what I was wearing and asked me to wear a shorter skirt. "You know I'm not going to fuck Dr. Bower today," I told him with a laugh. He said I should feel as sexy as possible and start to put out the vibes, the way Chloe said. So I wore some of my new lacy underwear and a pair of stay-up stockings.

Over the next couple of days, I showed Dr. Bower five condos and practiced my flirting. I felt a little rusty, but slowly, it came back to me. Dr. Bower seemed hesitant and surprised at first but slowly he was warming up as well, flirting back a little. Frank loved my reports each night. We had already made love three times that week. On Friday, Dr. Bower made an offer on the third condo I had shown him, an offer I knew would be accepted.

Chloe seemed to sense something was up. She invited me to lunch on Friday and started pumping me for details before we arrived at the cafe. For some reason, I felt shy to tell her, as though it might jinx the whole thing. Of course, that wasn't going to stop Chloe and soon she was pulling everything out of me. "This is so exciting," she said.