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Bros Before Hoes Chance Meeting

Bros Before Hoes Chance Meeting

by rayjag1980
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adultfiction

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I do my own editing through Microsoft Word. This is my work. Photography and now stories are my avenue of artistic expression. I hope to get better with the stories. I hope someday to integrate my photography with my stories. We shall see.

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If any of my stories bare likeness to other stories, it will be a coincidence only. If I want to rewrite another's story, I will contact them and ask permission as most authors here do and will give recognition as is proper. Just because a story has similarities does not mean it is plagiarism. There are thousands of cheating wife stories on Literotica, there is bound to be overlap. Let us face it, if I write a "hall pass" story, who do I give recognition? Who was the original author of the "hall pass" story? See the problem?

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Bros before...Chance Meeting

I am looking down surprised that the woman sucking my dick is none other than my buddy's wife. How may you ask that I am surprised that the woman that is doing a rather fine job at taking my considerable length and girth into my mouth is my buddy's wife? Well, a long time ago in a far-off kingdom...

No, nothing like that. I wish it were, in fairytales you have happily ever after endings. I do not think Scott will have a happier ever after. Who is Scott? He is married to the woman that is sucking my dick like there is no tomorrow.

My name is Ron Berenger, I am a happy single man who owns my own company and am good looking, at least I think so. My success and popularity with the ladies seem to back that statement up. I was born and raised in Pittsburgh as a single child. So yes, I was spoiled growing up, life revolved around me, and that made me self-centered in many ways. I am a player, I know that, but I do not play with married women, which can get you shot. At the least you lose your friends as what married male friend do you have that would want you around to potentially fuck their wife?

I made that fixed rule when I graduated college. I didn't need the rule in college with all the college girls, and now that I am 35, that rule is still etched in granite to me.

I am a happy bachelor. My mom taught me how to cook, so I do not go hungry and there are plenty of neighborhood restaurants that deliver or use delivery apps.

I travel throughout the Northeast for my company. As a bachelor I know the best strip clubs in Philly, Buffalo, Cleveland, Columbus, and Cincinnati. I frequent them often when in town.

I met a vivacious vixen in Columbus through a hookup app and we hit it off well. Anytime I had a meeting in Columbus I would call Sandy and take her out for dinner, then some entertainment, which eventually led back to her place or my hotel. After about six months of hooking up, in a post-coital cuddle time, Sandy asked me if I had ever thought about swinging. I told her that if I was married, most likely no, but with what we were doing, it might be fun.

It was during this cuddle time that Sandy told me about a popular swinging club right in Columbus and if interested, my next trip to town we could try that. Since I had never experienced anything of that nature, I told her to set it up in two weeks as I had to return to go over final contract changes. Sandy was so excited, my trip back to Pittsburgh the next day was rather sore. She tried to whittle my dick down to size.

For the next six months Sandy and I visited the club at least once a month. I became extremely popular with the ladies when they saw my substantial length and girth. Now rules at these clubs are extremely strict, consent means everything, but the regulars soon found out that I was ready to go anytime. Many times, those that became my friends there, the wife would come up to me and grab my cock to lead me to one of the many private rooms, or the orgy rooms.

In the orgy room, consent was a little shady as there were times, I was laying on my back with my flagpole flying at full mast, my partner had finished and rolled off, then another would squat over me and slide down and start riding. Naturally a change of condoms would occur as safety is always a concern at the lifestyle clubs.

Most of our visits Sandy would go her way, I would go mine and we would meet out at the bar and wait until the other was done, then go. We did not love each other so it was a convenient way that we both had incredible sexual experiences.

Often the next morning, we would regale each other with our exploits of the evening. No jealousy from either of us. We entered our arrangement with eyes wide open.

So how is it that I am looking down and seeing April sucking me like a porn star?

Well, this particular night I was fucking Sandy doggystyle in the orgy room. I had already cum twice, so I was lasting a long time. After she orgasmed, Sandy fell forward and rolled onto her back, next thing I new a brunette came from my right rear and was sucking me before I knew it.

"Wow, she's a greedy little thing," Sandy said.

The brunette turned her head slightly away from me and towards Sandy, all I could see was the back of the head. "I saw this log going to town on you and I had to try it. My husband is not even 5 inches."

Sandy admonished her about her attitude, I thought there was something familiar about her voice.

The brunette went back to sucking like a porn star, then said, "I can't wait for this to be in my pussy." After saying this she turned her head and looked into my eyes.

"APRIL!"

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"Oh, shit, oh shit, oh shit." April quickly got up and ran out of the orgy room.

"What the hell was that about?" Sandy asked.

"That happens to be my buddy's wife."

"You never told me you had friends that were swingers? Why did she react like that?"

"Because I don't think Scott realizes they are swingers!"

Needless to say, that was a wet blanket on our mood, and we called it a night. We went back to Sandy's place and talked late into the evening.

I had a dinner celebration the next day with our client. We had signed the contracts, both companies would gain a sizeable profit.

Early the next day I was eating lunch at the hotel restaurant when my phone rang. "Hello this is Ron."

"Ron, this is April. We need to talk."

"Are you going to let Steve know that you have an open marriage and are swingers? I do not think from my conversations with Steve, that he got that memo."

"That is why I want to talk."

"I have a dinner meeting at 8 p.m., I can meet you at 6 if you want to talk."

I knew Steve's views on fidelity. This was not a drunken indiscretion. Sandy said she has seen April at the club in the past. This was the death of their marriage, and April knew that.

I met April at an off-street bar that she chose. She had a booth in the back, away from everyone for privacy. I walked back to the booth and removed my suit jacket and placed it on the hook on the side of the bench. My phone was in my lapel pocket.

"Ok April this is your party, what do you want to talk about?"

"What do you think I want to talk about. I do not want you to ruin my marriage with Steve."

"April, how would I destroy your marriage with Steve."

"If you told him about last night."

"If I told him the stranger sucking my dick after I just fucked my girlfriend was my friend's wife? Is that the last night you are referring to? Also, when did you and Steve open your marriage and why wasn't Steve there at the swinger's club with you?"

"You know Steve and I don't have an open marriage; this would kill him. You would be responsible for hurting a good friend."

"So, you are saying that Steve is in love with me, and he would be devastated to find out that I was fucking my girlfriend at a swinger's club? I am confused April; how exactly would I be hurting Steve?"

"Dammit Ron, you know damn well what I mean. You would be needlessly hurting Steve telling him about last night."

"Wow."

"Wow, what?"

"Wow, that you're so self-centered, self-absorbed to think that you going out and fucking strangers at a swing club isn't the cause of Steve's eventual hurt. That you lying to him regarding going to swing clubs isn't the cause of Steve's hurt.

"So, April, how long have you been fucking around on Steve? Sandy said she has seen you at the club several times in the past.

"This particular club I have been going to for about a year. Unicorns are given a substantial discount. I also have a couple clubs in other cities I frequent. Many of my business contacts have turned me on to the lifestyle and go with me to the clubs."

"How long have you been stepping out on Steve?

"Since before our marriage. Let us face it, he isn't even five inches, and I need a real man sometimes.

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This pissed me off more than I have ever been pissed in my life. "Steve is a real man you fucking slut. He has taken care of you since before you were married. He treats you like a princess. As far as I know, he has been loyal to you, and this is how you fucking repay him! Unlike you bitches, you can get breast implants and go from flat chested to porn star, men are born with what they have. It is not a matter of being a "real man", unless it's with superficial cunts like you who think size is everything."

I mentioned the breast implants because when Steve and April were married, she was rather small in the chest department and was very self-conscious about her size. She knew this was a direct attack on her for belittling Steve for what he was born with. Steve paid for her to have new breasts.

April saw the fury in my face and words, she realized that her reasonings were not holding water with me.

"So, what are you going to do Ron?"

"I will give you a chance to come clean with Steve, if you don't, I will let him know what you are."

April laughed, a laugh that made your skin crawl. "You really think that Steve will believe a word you say? I have him so wrapped up in believing I am his good little wife; he has no idea what I do when I travel for work. If you tell him anything, I will say you and I happened to be in the same hotel here in Columbus and you tried to get me drunk and rape me."

It was my turn to laugh, which caught April totally off guard.

"Why are you laughing. Your friendship with Steve depends on you keeping your god damn mouth shut. If you are a good boy, I might finish that blow job and let you fuck me. Maybe I will keep you as my boy toy now that I know one of Steve's friends is packing a whopper."

I reached for my phone out of my lapel pocket, set it on the table and unmuted the sound.

"Steve, did you hear all of our conversation."

In a voice filled with pain, "I heard."

April's face was white as a ghost. "You've ruined my marriage you bastard!" April shouted at me. The bar tender and several patrons now looking over at the two of us.

"No, April, you single handedly destroyed our marriage. I will be seeing my lawyer first thing in the morning. You are no longer welcomed in my house."

"I live there, you can't kick me out of my own house!" April said forcefully.

"That house was mine before we were married. You have no claim whatsoever on this house. Thank you, Ron, for letting me know what kind of woman I was married to."

"I am truly sorry Steve, but my friend and I discussed this way in the early morning. Sandy asked me a question that clarified my response, "would you want someone to tell you if April was your wife?" and I had to answer yes.

"I am going to sue that hell out of you. When I am done with you Ron, I will own half your company. How dare you be recording this conversation without telling me. That is an invasion of MY PRIVACY!"

"Actually April, it is not. We are in a public tavern; the expectation of privacy isn't there. Also, Ohio is a one-party consent state. Only I had to consent to this conversation. If you sue, you will only be throwing your money down the drain."

I made my reservation for our celebration dinner. I met my gorgeous friend Sandy there and told her about my meeting with April. Sandy immediately had a dislike of April when she spouted off about her husband's lack of size. Said that spoke volumes about her character, not counting the fact she is at a swinger's club without her husband's knowledge.

Epilogue

April attempted to sue Steve and I but failed miserably. Steve had recorded the conversation that April and I had. When their divorce was battling back and forth, I told her that both Sandy and I would testify how she came out of no were and started sucking my cock in the orgy room. We have several friends present that would back up our statements.

April realized that her goose was cooked and finally signed the papers. Luckily no children were involved.

Steve thanked me profusely as he and April were talking about starting a family. I apologized that she had started sucking my dick, but he laughed at it as he knew the full story. When the divorce was finalized, Steve and I were standing outside the courthouse and April walked up. She went to open her mouth when Steve very loudly asked April, "So April, when you started sucking Ron's dick, how did Sandy's pussy taste?" She turned and walked away.

A year later, Sandy and I were back at the club when I saw April at the bar. She walked over to me when Sandy left with a friend. "So, I am no longer married to Steve. How about you and I get a private room, and I can finally know what that whopper you have feels like."

"April, do you know what the bro code means?"

She looked at me like I was speaking another language.

"The bro code is "bros before hoes." That means no matter how long ago your divorce with Steve was, I will never have any relationship with you, even if that means sticking my dick into your pussy at a swinger's club. I value my relationship with Steve more than using your body to get off."

At that moment Chantel came over and put her arm around me. Chantel was exotic, from France, looked like Naomi Campbell, with a body that stopped traffic. "Ron, you promised me tonight I had first with you."

I looked at April, "I have Kobe beef in my arms, why would I settle for ground chuck?" I saw a tear in April's eye as Chantel and I turned to go to a private room. After Chantel and I were finished, I looked but did not see April anymore, she had left."

Steve was highly amused when I related that to him.

The End.

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