Monica was walking on cloud nine. Two years into James's first congressional term she was living a dream. A true rags-to-riches story that was far from ending. Reflecting just a few years prior, she was a struggling single mother. She worked two jobs while taking college classes. Then she met James, a handsome ambitious lawyer willing to accept her and her daughter Nicole.
They lived in a beautiful home in a gated community. She and her daughter no longer lived in poverty. The only downside was her sex life. James tried hard to please her. But most of the time she was left unsatisfied. His size wasn't the issue. It was his stamina. that was lacking. Although frustrated Monica did love James, and she was willing to rely on self-pleasure to get by.
One fateful evening, two men with a grievance against her husband invaded their home. Terrified for the safety of herself and her stepson Tyler. She bartered, by offering her own body in exchange for their safety. Her terror turned into a release of pent-up sexual frustration. She went from a victim to a willing participant. Her body and mind betrayed her resolve to give the men what they wanted without receiving any pleasure for herself. She became insatiable with lust. The rougher they got the more turned on she became.
When forced to fuck her stepson by the same assailants, her heart ached for him. But seeing Tyler hard with excitement tied up in a chair. Erased any reservations she had about fucking him. She had fantasized about what the big youths cock looked like for months. It was bigger than she imagined and simply beautiful. She lowered herself onto his big dick experiencing a fullness she never felt before. His cock touching every sensitive spot in her pussy. She looked into Tyler's eyes as she rode him. His desire matched hers sending her over the top with the most intense orgasm of her life. She felt him cum inside of her, she held him tightly never wanting to let go. She cried, but they weren't tears of regret.
Later she willingly went upstairs with the two home invaders, after fucking her stepson. She didn't care about the consequences anymore. Tyler listened to the two men ravage her, until sleep finally took him. The two men left early in the morning with a promise of repeat performances. For assurances, the men took pictures of her in various states of taking cock during the night. Monica knew, "There was no need for blackmail. She was already looking forward to their next meeting.' she thought.
Monica swore Tyler to secrecy to protect his father's chances to seek a high political office. Both tried to return to a normal relationship after the events of that stormy night. However, the desire that blossomed was more than either could deny. They continued their taboo relationship in secrecy unable to curb their lust for each other.
Monica used her relationship with Paul and Julian the two home-invaders to garner popular support for her husband, ensuring his election win. Paul was a bonified mobster who spent years building legitimate businesses alongside his other activities. The last loophole she needed to close was with her daughter Nicole. Nicole was perceptive like her mother. She was connecting dots that would expose Tyer and her mother's relationship very soon.
Monica was well aware her daughter had feelings beyond being a stepsister for Tyler. She was also aware Tyler lusted after her daughter. Monica had plans to find some way to bring the two together without causing an epic scandal. The unexpected events of that night derailed her plans. Tyler was now in love with her. Admittedly, she realized she had developed a strong attachment to him as well. She began fantasizing about fucking him way before that night as her frustration with James grew. Now she had to figure out how to have it all.
She knew she could help James attain his dream. Nicole's happiness was especially crucial with any decision she made. Selfishly, she wasn't willing to give up her lover easily. Monica could find a way, she had to. She relied on her daughter's practicality and strong feelings for Tyler to seduce her into a love triangle. After their three-way tryst, Nicole listened to what transpired that night. Nicole believed her mother and Tyler. She and Tyler were both surprised when Monica suggested they be more than lovers. Initially, their relationship would have to remain discreet to avoid damaging James' reputation.
Tyler agreed as long as his relationship with Monica wasn't affected. Nicole agreed because she could see the larger picture like her mother, and she loved Tyler. Monica left the two lovers to bond. Smiling to herself, "Everything is falling into place." she thought.
Monica knew she had chosen a risky path. But there was no turning back now. Her neck and shoulder muscles were tense, and her head ached from stress. She rolled her head and neck as she parked at the cabin on the lake. Her pussy tingled, knowing Paul and Julian waited inside to fuck her to exhaustion. "I need this right now." she thought.
Monica arranged an extravagant fundraiser for James's benefit. James was in his element rubbing elbows with the rich and powerful. He was so happy to have Monica by his side. James knew he owed most of his success to her. He watched Monica work the room and how men especially reacted to her. Her great looks and charm melted the men and ingratiated the women.
He watched as she subtly touched a hand or an elbow of a gentleman. Immediately becoming the focus of their attention. Catching other men glancing at her ass and swaying hips as she walked away from them. She no doubt was the prettiest and most sensual woman at the event. As much as he loved her, a moment of sadness hit him. He wished he could figure out why he was so anxious with her in bed. He never had the problem before with other women including the two young interns he was bedding now.
His self-pity ended when he saw Monica approach Paul. He greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. His hand was low on her back just above her ass. It irked James when he left his hand there after the hug. Monica didn't seem to mind either and that bothered him.
James understood he owed much his current success to the tall crooked nosed man. Regardless, he loathed Paul. He was everything James wasn't. Paul was a knuckle dragging mobster, no matter that he was wealthy and powerful now. His success grew out of extortion and heavy fisted tactics. He had built a significant portfolio in construction along with other businesses. Blue collar workers across six states loved the man. But James knew necessity makes strange bedfellows. So he was willing to tolerate Paul.
Something started to nag at him, "How did Monica know who he was? His legal battles with Paul happened well before she was on the scene.". He moved towards them, noting they were in a deep discussion. Paul noticed him coming, slowly removing his hand from her waist. Their conversation ended abruptly. She quickly told greeted James with a kiss on the cheek. Excitedly, she mentioned Paul wanted to invest in a fourth fitness club for Tyler. But this one being the largest and located just outside of D.C. James smiled telling Pual he thought it was a good idea.
James sat in his office the next morning reflecting on the previous night. The event was a success raising a lot of money. More importantly, he met even more movers and shakers in the corporate world. Yet something nagged at him, James sighed as he picked up the phone...
Three weeks passed since making the call. James sat in his office his tie loosened, his hair disheveled. Pouring himself another dram of liquor, the last of the bottle. He pursued through a stack of pictures for the third time. Monica's car was parked outside of some shack out in the boondocks. Parked next to a large black SUV. He picked up the next picture, staring at it. His gorgeous wife is on a bed being spit-roasted by that prick Paul and his lackey cousin Julian.
Each subsequent picture shows them in different sexual combinations. She looked like a complete slut. In the last photo, the money shot was on her face. She had never given him any inclination she liked rough sex. The man choked her and pulled her hair, she loved it all.
Initially, he was furious, wondering if they were all in on using him. He calmed down after a while, well the drunker he got. He believed Monica loved him. She wouldn't do this to him on purpose. He came to the conclusion she was being blackmailed. Or worse paying a debt for Paul's support to get him elected. His stomach turned as he thought about the price his wife was paying for him.
But then he picked up the other stack of pictures. Clear black and white photos of his bride being fucked by his son in their pool house. No not fucking, making love. The look of sheer satisfaction on her face as she rode his son was unnerving. Making him feel even more self-pity for not being able to satisfy her in bed. James kicked himself for not noticing before. All of the signs were there all along. They spent a lot of time together working out. The looks they often shared at dinner. He felt like an idiot, throwing his glass across the room.
James angriest at himself. He knew he wasn't a saint by any stretch of the imagination. He had cheated on Tyler's mom with their maid, her sister, and many more women. He was cheating on Monica even now with two different women. He sagged in his chair, defeated. How could he blame Monica for finding gratification elsewhere, when he did the same thing? He couldn't be angry with Tyler without being the biggest hypocrite ever.
James realized he had to be very careful, or his "house of cards" could collapse. He was resigned to Monica fulfilling her needs elsewhere. But he wasn't okay with secrets and not being in control. He had to find out what kind of leverage Paul had over Monica.
He called Monica, telling her he was working late. He would sleep in the office as he had on other occasions. Twenty minutes later he was fucking one of his interns at a hotel. Kim his pretty Asian-American, always eager to please him. She was caught off guard by James' uncharacteristically rough behavior in bed. James ponded the petite woman's pussy hard, ignoring her screams. His mind was on his wife fucking other men.
