Author's note: This story involves a husband who agrees to let his wife have sex with a businessman. It's called cuckolding. If you think this is weird or perverse, then please don't waste your time by reading any further. Don't leave comments as if you weren't expecting this type of story.
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Victoria found her husband waiting when she got back at midnight. She knew she smelt of sex - on her hands, her face and neck, as well as between her legs. Jayson made her a cup of tea and asked how the job interview went. Their conversation focused on the work she would have to do for the billionaire, Chris, and nothing was said about sex. That is, until they had gone to bed and lay side by side holding hands.
Jayson said, "My text ... I didn't really mean it," He turned on his side to look at his wife. She wondered how else to interpret his texts, especially his second text which indicated she must tell Jayson all the details, if sex had been necessary. Further talking gave Victoria a chance to explain the impossible position she found herself when interviewed by Chris.
Jayson listened to how Victoria went back to the billionaire's home earlier that evening. There she was helped to shower and change into new clothes by Tam, another assistant. When Chris came back to his home he was pleased with Victoria and it was clear he wanted to get more personal. "I was resisting his advances," said Victoria, "until you sent me a text to say it was up to me if I had sex."
"But I didn't mean it."
She felt exasperated with her husband. "Why did you send me a second text saying I had to give you details about the sex?"
"Did you have sex, Victoria?"
"I had to. I'm sorry." She took a deep breath. "But I didn't go all the way. I did enough to satisfy him." She sighed. "I need the job, we need it because there is no sign of YOU getting any film roles ... your acting career has taken a dive. We're going to go into serious debt unless one of us gets work."
"I'm not so sure I gave you permission to get fucked by that billionaire."
"I didn't actually get fucked. I felt I had to do something to give myself a chance of getting the job. I had to satisfy him."
"What does that mean?"
"I didn't want to, Jayson, but Chris is a nice man, he'll be a good boss and the job pays very well."
"What did you do to Chris?"
She didn't want to say too much for fear of her husband being terribly upset. "He got me to kneel and I gave him a blow job." It seemed to her that Jayson became more interested in a fuller description of the sex, rather than any sign of him being upset. The more Victoria was pushed to unfold the truth the more Jayson became aroused, judging by the way he was stroking himself under the duvet.
Jayson said, "Did he come into your mouth?"
"Chris made me ... I had to ... don't you see? He held my head so I couldn't back away."
"Was it worth it, Victoria? Did he give you the job?" He continued to play with his cock and she lifted away the cover to reveal Jayson's erection. He wasn't nearly as big as Chris but she watched fascinated as her husband seemed to need to masturbate while she talked of her submission to another man. In a strange way it got her aroused as well.
"Chris hasn't confirmed the job yet. Maybe he's getting references ... I don't know." She watched Jayson's hand as he continued to stroke his cock. She didn't want to have sex with her husband at this moment nor did she feel like telling him she already had a shattering orgasm from the delicate hands of Chris's other assistant, an oriental girl called Tam.
Victoria gently cupped her husband's chin. "Listen to me," she said. "Chris insists you be involved with my job application. He didn't say how or why. But he also said to tell you that he filmed me having sex with him."
"You're joking!" Jayson stared back at his wife but didn't stop masturbating. If anything, his hand motions became quicker. "I want to see the film."
"Chris says you must phone him first to ask his permission"
"And then I can see it? Is it you actually sucking Chris?"
Victoria nodded. At that moment Jayson jolted, shuddered, and his cock oozed spunk over his hand, a lot less semen than Chris, she estimated.
They continued to talk for a few minutes before Jayson nodded off to sleep. Victoria took longer to fall asleep, and dreamed of Chris but she wouldn't tell her husband that.
The next morning, after breakfast, Jayson made the call to Chris. She listened to Chris talking, "Your wife is a lovely girl and she has every chance of becoming my other personal assistant. However, I need to be sure of her dedication to me and your acceptance of that. This is why I'll have you both attend the next interview. Victoria will have to make sacrifices to be my assistant and you too will be affected. Yes, you can see the film. After seeing it, I want you to phone me again."
Victoria was on edge as Jayson grabbed her mobile and pressed for the video to start. Chris had wanted this - it wasn't her choice - but he had said that Jayson must see it. She kept her fingers crossed. Would Jayson be angry? She sat next to her husband and watched the replay from yesterday evening.
"That's Tam," she said. "I borrowed her top and skirt. My underwear was Agent Provocateur panties and holdups ... new ones, which Tam gave me."
"My God, you look so different somehow. Beautiful."
She looked over Jayson's shoulder. "This next bit is Chris leading me from the window to sit with him on the sofa." They watched as Chris caressed her legs, but she noticed Jayson, who was sitting next to her, had pushed his hands down his trousers to play with himself.
As the video continued she was amazed at how hot it was watching herself get seduced. She hadn't realised how much Tam contributed to bring Victoria to orgasm. Although she felt embarrassed it was nothing compared to Jayson who shot his load into his underpants.
Jayson sat back, panting. "Oh my God. I shouldn't be liking this. What can we do?"
"Phone Chris. That's what he told you."
Jayson left the room to change and came back to make the phone call. He put it on the loudspeaker. Victoria's skin tingled when she heard Chris's voice. He asked Jayson, "When you watched the film, did you masturbate yourself?"
"Er ... yes."
"That's good. Because I didn't want you to have sex with Victoria. You found your own release which is relevant to our next meeting, the three of us."
Jayson managed to say, "Good."
Chris continued. "A package will be delivered to you within the hour. It contains money, which you must use to take Victoria shopping. You are to choose for her a full outfit of clothes, including lingerie, to wear tomorrow evening. They must be alluring, sophisticated and sexy. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
The call ended with Victoria feeling delighted, and it was a relief to have Jayson give her a big hug. He was also excited, although he didn't want to admit it.
The following day they had completed the purchase of the clothes that Victoria would wear to Chris's home. That afternoon, the time dragged by slowly. Jayson, who had never met Chris, had many questions about the sort of business he ran and the type of personality he was. He couldn't keep still.
On the other hand, Victoria had mixed feelings, for she knew Chris would want to repeat the sexual experience, if not go further than last time. She wondered what test Chris might have in mind, a test she must pass to get the job.
When she got dressed ready to go, Jayson sat on the bed. "You look amazing. I hope Chris appreciates the choice of clothes I've made, to impress him, so he has to offer you the job." He adjusted her bra strap and ran his finger along the lace trim of her panties. "I love the way I can see through the delicate pattern."
She felt her nipples go hard, and protrude against the bra lace. She could clearly see the colour of the surrounding areola. "I think Chris will like my seamed black stockings ... is the line straight at the back?"
Jayson checked it. "You're so sexy. Have we got time for a quickie?"
"No way. I'm saving myself for Chris." She didn't mean to say that in case she upset her husband. "Sorry, darling. I don't know what Chris wants tonight." She looked at the mirror and wondered if Chris would be pleased with her 5'4" body with her suspenders and high heels to accentuate her shapely legs. She slipped on her tight skirt and buttoned up her white shirt to leave her neck open enough to reveal the bra.
The chauffeur-driven car arrived on time, and fifteen minutes later they were greeted by Chris at his luxurious apartment. In no time he had them relaxed with drinks in hand talking about the paintings on his sitting room wall. Chris paid more attention to Jayson, which gave Victoria a chance to have a word with Tam. "So glad you're here, Tam. I'm nervous."
"There's no need to be nervous. You look beautiful. I'll be near you all the time. I want you to have this job so we can work together ... it'll be such fun."
"Will Chris expect me to have sex like last time ... is this part of the test?"
"Yes. But you'll be fine."
Victoria felt her stomach churn. "Do you have condoms. I didn't bring any."
"Chris won't use those."
