Readers: This is part three of what is planned to be a four-part series. I love all the feedback and amazing suggestions on how the story could be progressed. Thanks for the encouragement and I hope you continue to enjoy the story.
(Her:) I had gotten cocky. I had tried to make a deal of silence with my husband for six months while I arranged a special threesome with a coworker, but he only agreed to three months of silence regarding the secret desires I had been keeping from him. I agreed to the deal believing I could accomplish this in just a couple of weeks. Three months either way would give me time to process the secrets I had shared with him and be ready for him diving into those desires with me. The result also being his fantasy of watching me eat out another woman. I had been teased by my co-worker Jess in the past who is very forward and I find myself attracted by her dominant nature.
I was not thrilled about the idea of being with Jess even though my man had encouraged me to pursue it on more than one occasion. The problem is I like his touch and how he holds me, how he caresses my body and kisses me. I love how he handles me in the bedroom and could never see a woman being able to accomplish the same level of electricity for me. Also, Jess was very clear on the fact that it was her intention to put me between her legs and I am more of a receiver, than a giver unless there is a stiff cock involved.
Jess is a knock-out and I know this because men stare at her 5'8 frame with a desire their eyes cannot hide. Coupled with her dark hair, olive skin she walks with the impression that she is dominate from the word go. I knew if we were naked in a room together she would have me on my knees and servicing her needs. This is just not what I have wanted to experience, but given my husband's sudden domination of me and the whirlwind of sexual fantasies which have followed us since those secrets were revealed, I honestly look forward to being made her bitch, instead of face his questions for a few more days.
Now sitting in the lunchroom absently looking for answers in my salad and thinking about my husband's subtle threat over breakfast I watched as my would-be savior casually strolled into the breakroom and opened the refrigerator.
When we made eye contact she scanned the room, then asked, "Having any luck?"
Being the only two in the room I sarcastically answered back " I didn't think I would need any luck, until you pulled the rug out from under me!"
Jess knew the bind she had put me in and approached my table with a sarcastic bottom lip and frown on her face, waiting for me to invite her to sit down. I gestured to the seat next to me and the frown was followed by her wicked smile. She definitely seemed to be enjoying my suffering. I can't really blame her given the teasing I had done and how I led her on since she joined the company a year ago.
HR would have had a field day with us if they had ever found out about our heavy petting sessions in the ladies room. One day she cornered me and told me exactly what she wanted me to do to her, but I was scared and backed away from her advances. She told me that she could see what I wanted and to come find her when I was ready. I had then worked hard to establish a line of friendship and ironically once the "friendship" line was drawn we became inseparable co-workers and really good friends. I had been thrown off by her aggressive nature and found it unsettling that a beautiful woman like her would be so dominant.
Jess never showed that side of herself to me again and with time she became a trusted friend and sounding board. Fast forward to today and she knows the whole situation with my husband. When I finally worked up the nerve to ask her to help me out, she rejected me. Saying we had worked too hard for our friendship and she did not want to jeopardize it, but I pressed her and she confessed that she was currently in a relationship.
Three months to ask her should have been no big deal, but I procrastinated for weeks before bringing the opportunity for joining us for some adult fun because I knew it would mean I would find myself between her legs. I wanted to invite someone who I could make pleasure me, pleasure my husband, and then watch as he made her cum. I did not want to start by being my best friend who is also a trusted co-worker's little bitch.
I knew Jess had been involved with someone for several months, but did not realize she had made it a monogamous relationship with them. This was a very big deal for this free-spirited woman who had said she would never be willing to settle in a trapped sexual relationship with one partner, to suddenly inform me that this was where she was today, shocked me and also caused me a lot of issues.
I did this to myself and with only two weeks left before the deadline I was in real trouble and it was my own fault. I had all but surrendered to the idea of my husband tying me up and torturing me as badly as he had months earlier. It both excited me and terrified me. At this point I would have preferred to have to lick pussy juices from my lips to the alternative my husband had planned.
(Him:) I had nothing planned. My wife was running out of time and I can see it in her eyes that she is scrambling to find a solution. Something has not work out for her in the last few days as her confidence has faded and she looks concerned when I mention being excited about our special night. When she had everything in hand she was playfully teasing me about the day, but this last week she has been cold and avoids the playful teasing. I added a little pressure to the situation by circling the three-month anniversary of the date on the calendar in the kitchen and wrote in the small square the words "Date Night". I know she has seen the date circled on the calendar and she is not being playful with me when I catch her looking at it.
She had shared her deepest darkest secrets with me and made promise my silence about them for the past three months. When she told me her desires it made me speechless at the time, but I have since found my voice. The fact that I spent hours torturing her for her to finally reveal to me that she wants to see me sucking a real cock and being fucked in the ass leaves a lot of room for conversations.
My original goal was to push her to see if there was anything after 30 years of marriage that she had wanted that I was not providing. She loves to walk into the room in a skimpy outfit and say, "What ya gonna do with me?" She is a submissive sexy woman who just wants to be fucked. For 30 years I found different ways to bring her pleasure, but the last year or two I got the feeling she was hiding something. It was the way she orgasmed. She would close her eyes and would disappear into her mind. Usually, her climaxes would be with her eyes open staring at me, but then she started closing her eyes and it seemed she was thinking about something that brought a flush to her face and chest like I rarely see in our sessions. I wanted to know what she was imagining. I guess ignorance is bliss, but I was determined to get her to tell me, even if it is something I can't quite understand.
I was shocked, but what had plagued my mind was the thought of her wanting something for her satisfaction, not to see me having sex with another man. My wife is not a visual lover, she is a touchy feely type. So, this really altered my view of what I knew about the desires of this woman I have known my whole adult life. So, to understand her better and because I was not allowed to talk to her about it, I did the next best thing. I started to dig into her internet searches to see what she had been up to.
She had never been big into porn again she liked the physical touch, not the visual stimulation. She had no issue with me watching porn and did not feel insecure about what I would watch. I start reviewing her history and found typed searches like "make him suck cock" and "Bi sex threesome". This led me to a site she visited often. Once there I started watching the video's she had favorited. They all followed similar themes. The woman was encouraging a man to suck another man's cock. Then I watched two women and a man, before realizing the third woman was actually a shemale.
