Nigel takes up the story;
The three pictures sent from his mobile show Susan in a very sexy outfit, the skirt barely hiding her panties. I realised at this that she was enjoying all this despite herself. That strange mixture of jealousy and lust engulfed me and I spurted for the second time that day.
She came home at around 9.30 the next morning. I was hoping that she would tell me all about her night with Rodger but she hugged me, gave me a quick sloppy kiss and said she was tired and needed to sleep. I could see she was a bit weepy. I thanked her for her help in getting my promotion. I said she had no reason to feel cheapened by what had happened. I told her that I wanted her to have sexual adventures because I believed they would be good for her. Susan gave me a puzzled look.
"Penny said she thought you had some crazy ideas. I guess she must be right. Anyway I don't want to talk about what happened last night. And my cunt's a bit sore so we won't be having sex for a day or two. Is that all right dear?"
She doesn't often talk about her pussy, especially using that word, and even this little snippet had my penis leaping out of my trousers.
I sat down quickly on the settee. "Of course darling, go and get some rest. Shall I do the supermarket run this week?" This was a job Susan did. It was her Saturday morning ritual.
"Oh. It's Saturday isn't it, thanks dear, that would be a help. Come upstairs in a minute and I'll have a list for you."
When I came into the bedroom, Susan was sitting up in bed finishing off the list. She was naked under her towelling robe. She quickly drew it around her to cover her lovely breasts but not before I had seen a love bite on one of them. She handed me the list then snuggled down under the duvet and turned on her side away from me.
The text Rodger had sent me the night before had surprised me. Susan had convinced me that she disliked my boss and wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible, then return home. Instead she had dressed in slutty clothes for him, eaten a meal with him and stayed there all night. She had obviously found her first venture into adultery far more exciting than she expected. Would she want to see him again? He had mentioned it in his text and spoken about other men enjoying her. I looked through the text and photos again. I had already done so several times, luxuriating in the feelings it engendered. Jealousy, humiliation, dislike of Rodger's arrogance, but again that strong feeling of arousal that I could not deny.
A few days went by and Susan continued to be a bit distant from me. She would not allow any sexual contact although we slept together each night. I had spoken to Penny who gave me a blow by blow account of my wife's night with Rodger. It was so exciting to hear the full story of her night of passion. She again allowed me to wank off in front of her as she talked. Penny seems to enjoy this and likes to show her panties but I get nothing more. She said Susan was ashamed of what she had done and had not even masturbated since that night. She had been having lurid dreams. Rodger had contacted her about her fucking two of his new clients to secure a lucrative contract. He had threatened to show the photos he'd taken around all our friends unless she agreed. He'd also offered to pay her £2000, an amount we needed to pay off a high interest loan we'd been forced to take out to pay for repairs on our old car. At work Rodger put the same proposal to me. He was confident that Susan would give in to his demands.
"The truth is Nigel, she's a slut at heart. She loves cock so she won't need much persuading. You know I'm right don't you? Now she's had a taste of what she's been missing, she'll keep coming back for more." He was being his usual insufferable self but the idea was so dirty that I couldn't help thinking I should try to get Susan to do it.
That night after my talk with Rodger, Susan was tossing and turning in bed, murmuring in her sleep. I couldn't tell what she was saying but it seemed sexual. She was lying on her back with her legs apart. I lay beside her unable to sleep. I carefully reached across and touched her lightly between the legs. She was sloppy wet. She opened her legs wider and I think she whispered "Darren" in her sleep. I eased a finger into her as she began to wake up. When I saw her eyes blink open I quickly pulled it out.
"Don't do that Nigel." She said sleepily. "Finger me, darling, I was having a wonderful dream."
As I did as she asked, I said, "Rodger wants you to fuck two of his clients for £2,000. Isn't that so dirty dear? You'd like to suck the cocks of two complete strangers, then take their cocks up into your willing cunt wouldn't you honey? You could suck one cock then have the other man take you from behind. You want to be Rodger's slut and fuck other men for him don't you darling?"
Her answer was barely audible. "Yes." She whispered.
"Tell me what you want."
"You're right. I want to do what you said."
"No. Say the words whilst I finger your cunt."
"Okay. I enjoyed my night with Rodger. He has a lovely cock. I want to be Rodger's slut and fuck other men for him."
Susan soon went into a noisy orgasm as I fingered her. I badly needed to fuck her at this point but she turned onto her side and was soon fast asleep once more. I left another stain on the bedclothes that night.
Next day Susan just blushed and nodded when I asked if she remembered our conversation the previous night. I still found it difficult to believe she was going to go through with it.
But later the same day Rodger strutted triumphantly into my office to show me her text.
"You see Nigel. She's gagging for it. We"ll take the clients out for a slap up meal first. The firm needs this new contract. It's worth a lot more than a piddling £2,000."
I smiled meekly having nothing to say. I still hadn't received my first pay packet since my promotion so the money would come in very handy indeed. Was I turning Susan into a prostitute? I suppose that in a way I already knew the answer to that one.
The meal was fixed for the following Friday night. Susan had received a package from Rodger which she said were the clothes he wanted her to wear. I offered to help her get ready but she refused. I set off to meet up with Rodger and the two clients.
At the end of the meal, Rodger grinned wickedly and said;
"Gentlemen, Nigel here has arranged a whore for the night. She's bought and paid for, and I've had the pleasure of her myself. Ah, here she is now."
Here Susan takes over the story;
All eyes were on me as Mr Blackburn kissed me. The two guys I was going to have sex with smiled at me, and I smiled back. Nigel, just seemed to gawp a little for a while, until his boss told him to get everyone a drink. Although I was to have sex with the two men who I hadn't ever seen before, Rodger kept me at his side. I think he took great delight in watching my husband squirm a little, as his hand went up the back of my dress and his fingers tickled and prodded my ass.
I just stood there letting him touch me up, playing the hooker I was supposed to be. My two 'clients' went to make a few phone calls, and I just stayed close to my husband's boss. Even in a bar full of people, Rodger kissed my neck in front of my husband. I just stared at Nigel, wondering if he would stop this, but he just stood there watching his boss kiss his wife's neck and whispering to her. Rodger's beard scratched my soft skin, as he whispered how he was going to fuck me later after I had earned my money.
"Now Nigel, you take Susan up to the room and get her settled," and then he whispered to me, "And you Susan, remember you're supposed to be a whore...so act like one."
The hard slap on my ass stung a little, but I turned to him and said, "Yes Mr Blackburn."
I think Nigel was still in shock, he didn't say anything until we reached the hotel room.
"Do you want to go through with this?"
"Do I have a choice Nigel?"
"You can stop if you really want to."
I chuckled, "I'm just a little surprised that you're allowing me to fuck other men. I was hoping when I turned up you'd stop things. But I wasn't expecting the two guys to be quite so...dishy.
"So you're going to go through with it and maybe even enjoy it?"
"Penny tells me you've wanted this for a long time but you were too shy to say. As for me, well I was reluctant at first but I'm slowly learning more about my sexual needs. It's been hard to concentrate on anything else lately. I think you can say that I'm kind of looking forward to it. Look at me now darling. Do I seem unhappy? And do you like the dress?"
"Yes...it's lovely."
I grin and chuckle a little.
"Rodger bought it for me. You know, he was saying such disgusting things in my ear. And he left a note with the dress asking me not to wear anything under it."
"And did you do as he asked?"
I pulled my skirt up above my waist showing Nigel my bare bottom and freshly shaved pussy.
"There, now you know."
"Did he...I mean when he had his hand up your dress...did he...did."
"Darling spit it out, you're not a kid...but yes, he did finger my asshole, in fact when you went to the loo he told me that he was going to fuck my ass in the future."
"My god...what did you say?"
"Darling the thing is, I don't really have a choice."
"Well, you said you would never do that."
" Yes I know, but I've thought about that. Nigel, Mr Blackburn is rude, arrogant, a total bastard, and he's going to fuck you wife's ass, and take great delight in hurting me when he does it."
"Well, I'm not going to let him."
