Monday night I was busy running kids around. The wife had her regular yoga class and time out with the girls after. That gave me more time to think. I thought a lot about what had been happening to me.
Naughty happened to me.
Naughty had caught me watching what my wife would call deviant porn. Naughty had found that I had left my video chat screen share on.
Naughty recorded it.
Naughty had me wearing lingerie under my suit at work. Sometimes pink. Sometimes white.
But everyday lingerie.
Lacy bra. Lace trim panties. Lacy garter belt. Sheer stockings.
Naughty had me submitting to a black man's cock.
A cock much bigger than mine. A cock that I had to worship orally. Big balls that I had to coax the seed out of by my own oral ministrations. Naughty had me doing this.
Naughty had me swallowing his gooey spunk. And then had me thanking him for it.
Naughty was feminizing me. Yes I had to admit to it. Or so he/she was trying.
Naughty had me eating out my secretary Denise.
My hot looking, brunette secretary, Denise. She was now part of it, but I could not tell her yet. Even if my wife only saw that part of the videos, me eating out Denise, she would leave me, she was too prudish when it came to sex.
I had to continue. What else could I do?
Tuesday morning after dressing up I headed to my boss' office. We talked long about our possible new client and after he saw the prep that I had done, he offered me the lead. We then went over a lot of details together. Our meeting this afternoon with him would determine if he would become a new client or not.
The meeting on Tuesday afternoon went well and we had our new client. I had my first project manager role. I also found out that a lot of the details were to be finalized two weeks from now in the client's city 300 miles away. They wanted the project manager to come to their business and see their organization and meet all of their key people in person.
So my boss was sending me along with my secretary to get the details worked out. In person. Monday to Friday. 300 miles away. I would be staying in a hotel, the same hotel as Denise.
Daytime meetings and nighttime?
I had to tell Naughty.
We had our regular Tuesday end of day meeting at 4:30. I watched the most recent video of me submitting to Mike again attired in lacy lingerie.
I witnessed me worshipping his big black cock. Licking his balls. Sucking lightly on the head. Licking it like a lollipop. Eagerly bobbing up and down on his manly cock. Sucking. Stroking. And swallowing all of his seed as I milked it out of his cock and balls.
Again I swallowed my cum while watching myself suck another man's cock.
I did not bring up the trip.
Wednesday ended in the same way. Me swallowing my own cum.
Again I did not bring the trip up. I was afraid of what it would entail. On the trip Denise and I would likely be free from 5 pm till the next morning. Both of us. Maybe a bit of work to do to prep for the upcoming day. Maybe.
Thursday I received the expected email at 11:59 am. 'Log into chat room and get web cam on. Mike was coming over.'
He was coming over to give me his seed. Again.
At that moment, Mike walked in with Denise. She shut the door behind her and took her place on the couch. She was becoming part of this. Willingly it seemed.
Mike glanced at my screen, Denise noticed. "Does Shauna have good porn up again?" She giggled like a school girl.
Mike grinned. "Maybe. But we will make a better scene than any online porno. That I know. I think we will all need some water today. Go and get three glasses Denise."
She noticed the firmness of his voice. Hesitated, like when she was deeply aroused, then smiled. "Ok, back in a moment." She hurried out of the room.
"Read your message and make it happen," Mike whispered loudly.
I turned to look at the screen and saw Naughty's words. "Turn the cam so all of Denise's exploits will be captured from the start. Do it now."
I turned my web cam to catch the view of the couch from the start. Normally Mike did that when she was distracted by me eating her.
Never from the start before.
Just after I finished, Denise was back. Three glasses of water on my desk and the door shut. She got back onto the couch, a look of eager anticipation on her face.
She looked so hot. She had on a white blouse, navy blue skirt and navy blue stockings and heels. Her dainty fingers had her usual bright red nail polish, her wrists had thick red bracelets. She wore red lipstick and had pink blush on her cheeks. She look amazing, as usual.
Mike cleared his throat which broke my stare. "Shauna, lets begin," he said firmly.
Shauna, he meant me.
My internal resistance to that name I knew was waning. It shouldn't be. I am a man, not a woman I whimpered to myself in my head.
Whimpered, not shouted.
I took my business clothes off to reveal my lacy white lingerie set. Covering my breasts was a lacy white bra. My bra. Covering my legs were my sheer white stockings. My stockings. Held up by my lacy white garter belt. My garter belt. Covering my penis were my lace trim white panties. My panties.
My lingerie.
Seeing this on me, feeling this on me, made me feel humiliated. Made me feel submissive. Yes humiliated and submissive. Especially when I knelt before Mike's massive black cock and balls.
I knew what to do next. I began to remove his clothes. Yes his clothes. A man should not be removing another man's clothes. But I was.
"That's always so hot," chimed in Denise. "You in your lingerie, unclothing your man gently, before dropping to your knees to service him. That always gets my juices flowing." She almost moaned as she finished what she was saying.
My man.
Yes my man, as it seemed Mike had become. I felt a stirring in my panties. My penis.
Betraying me.
I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, button by button. That is how he likes it. I kissed each of his nipples as they appeared. Progress, I had to show progress.
I hesitated as I unbuckled his belt. I could see the bulge in his pants. It was for me. His large veiny cock and large hairy balls. Balls that held his seed. Built up and saved for me since Monday.
Saved for me.
I pulled down his pants. My face passed before his bulge. I stopped and kissed it tenderly through his shorts. Twice.
I could not look at him. Not now. This was humiliating. I was 'lovingly' undressing my man. I was preparing to take his cock in my mouth.
My cock began to swell in my panties. It always did as I dropped to my knees before my man. And it stirred more as I pulled down his shorts.
I saw his massive black cock right before my face.
His cock was ready for me to suck on. Every time I was about to do this, I would get hard. That increased my humiliation. My panties would tent.
Everyone would see my erection.