Chapter 36 -- Carl
I sat in our bedroom as Stein and my wife spooned together in the twilight and talked softly to each other. They did not pay any attention to my existence. I was a fly on the wall. Eventually, they fell asleep, and I sat in the growing darkness feeling very sorry for myself.
To say the evening did not go as I had hoped was an understatement. He was supposed to get jealous and angry, and storm out, never to be heard from again. Instead, he jumped in with both feet. Fat fucker. And I stood by and did nothing but watch and beat my dick like some whacked out monkey at the zoo. I was becoming unrecognizable to myself.
Clearly, there was some tension between Stein and Gary, though the other man hardly noticed. That asshole was so happy to finally have his big cock in Charlotte's mouth, pussy and ass that he didn't seem to realize what else was going on in the room.
The only noise in the apartment was a baseball game on the TV in the living room and the occasional sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing. I guess Gary was here to stay and making himself comfortable. Fuck. This feels like a slow motion accident, and I my brakes don't work.
Charlotte began to stir. For reasons I do not understand, I just sat their mute in the dark corner. Maybe I just wanted to see if she even cared where I was.
She sat up and looked at the light and sound coming in from the open door. She looked back at Stein and kissed his forehead. Sliding out of bed, she slipped into the bathroom and apparently never even saw me sitting there. Fuck.
She stayed in there for about 15 minutes. I guess it takes longer to get two loads of cum out of your ass than I would have thought. When she finally came out, she took a glance at the bed, ostensibly to see if her lover was awake, and then ducked out of the room. I sat there dumbstruck for a minute or two and finally snuck to the door.
Looking around the edge of the frame, I saw two naked people sitting on opposite edges of the sofa, him with a beer and her with a Diet Coke. Gary was looking at Charlotte and not the game, working his cock into hardness. She was not paying attention, but looking confused and worried.
"Come on over and sit with you next Daddy, honey," said the supremely confident older man.
"You're not my Daddy," she snapped, giving him a sharp look.
"I will be as soon as Har.."
"Have you seen Carl?" she interrupted. "I need my husband." If that was the reason for her being upset, I couldn't feel bad about it.
"You don't need him, honey. There's a bigger and better man right here." He patted the sofa next to him.
She laughed. "You think you're better than Carl because your dick is bigger? You are not equal to him in any way, Gary."
"Really? How is he better than me?" His cock was fully hard now.
"He's beautiful, he's a gentleman, and he's nice."
"Sounds boring to me. I guess that's why you went looking for Harry."
"I didn't ..."
"But you did. You wanted a big cock. You found it, and now you're fucking at least three guys that I know of. You're a regular little fuck slut. And you want my big cock right now. You can't take your eyes off it."
"You are so full of yourself. I let you fuck me only to make Harry jealous, and it worked." Well, that explained her motive for the evening's entertainment, which clearly was not aligned with mine.
"And now you'd like another round or you would have put some clothes on."
"I came to find my husband and maybe fuck him."
"Well, if you come sit over here with me, maybe I'll tell you where he went."
"He left?" She looked towards the door and seemed anxious and upset. That was a good sign, and if she rejected this jerk, I would reveal myself and let her know I was fine. But she didn't. She slide down the sofa and stopped by Gary.
"Tell me where he went, please. I need to find him."
"Give me a little more than that, honey."
"What do you want?"
"You can start by sucking this cock like the dumb fuck toy you are." He waved his cock in the air.
"You're always so mean to me. Can't you just tell me." He grabbed her head with both hands and pushed her down toward his erect cock.
"Suck my cock, you stupid little slut. That's right. Open wide." She did as he demanded, and once again, the cock that she hated for so long was in her mouth. "Good fucking whore. You like that don't you. You look so good with my cock in your pretty mouth."
"Hmmmrthh."
"Yeah, just suck it. Don't talk ... You can hum if you want to. That always feels good," he laughed, as he reached between her legs and began running his fingers into her surprisingly wet pussy.
"Hhnmmmmm," she moaned.
"Oh, that's good, too, slut. Fuck! Harry trained you well. You're a good little cocksucker, pretty little cocksucker. You make my cock look good." She moaned louder as his hand moved faster in her snatch.
"I love a shaved cunt. So nice and slick. You like my fingers in your cunt, slut? You're real horny tonight."
"Mmmmmmmmm. Aauuuuuuuu!"
"Don't let up bitch keep those lips locked on that cock. Good little brainless slut. This is why God made you, baby. You're a fuck toy, and a good one." The faster he finger fucked her, the faster her head bobbed. She was now lying flat on her stomach with legs spread as his finger sluiced into her snatch. Her head was bobbing with the forceful help of his other hand in her hair.
"Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, Gluck."
"Yeah, bitch take it deeper. Choke on that motherfucker! You can admit that you've wanted my cock ever since you saw it on the boat. I saw your eyes get as big as saucers that day."
"I was just curious," she said, pulling her head off the long thin cock just long enough to say the words and then engulf it again as soon as she was done. Her new enthusiasm was not lost on me. She had become exactly the whore Gary said she was.
"You're feeding that curiosity now, and that lust I saw in your eyes that day, too," he said, plunging another finger into her. "If you ask pretty, I might fuck you, too. Would you like that?"
"Uh, huh!"
"What's the magic word, cunt?" She tried to back off his cock to answer, but he held her down on it.
"Well, bitch?"
"Pleeeethh."
He laughed. "What a horny, brainless cunt. Ok, fuck toy. Get on your back and spread those legs for Daddy." She spun around and got into position without any more attempt to find out my location. In fact, she had forgotten that I even existed. The only thing for her in that moment was another big cock.
He grabbed her legs under the knees and pushed them out wide on either side of their bodies, pulling her pussy right to the edge of the sofa. "What an inviting pink pussy you have, slut. Do you want my cock in there?"
"Yes ... please ... Daddy." She acted like she was looking for the right combination of words to please him. "I want it. I need it, Daddy. Fuck me!"
