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The Writers Muse Pt 03

The Writers Muse Pt 03

by bobloblaw33
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**Hey all, sorry for the long delay. i got stuck on more than a few occasions. i wasnt happy with the direction so took out some and added in others. i am happy with the result

Thanks to my editor Stubbypinhead huge help with getting this story to where it is at.

As always this is a story about a couple's journey through cuck life, so if that isnt what you want to read, i suggest you move on.

Enjoy!!

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Saturday

Devin stood at her cash register as another shift dragged on. She was trying to reconcile the change that she had undergone since finding out about Gerry's.... little obsession.

It was almost like a drug to her; it was something new that made her feel a different way. She'd always known that she had a good body: Gerry would constantly remind her that she was attractive, but she really never took him seriously. She viewed his praise of her as an obligation, given that they were married. Sure, she saw the looks that other men would give her, but she just thought of that as typical -- "boys just being boys."

Since finding his hidden stash of porn videos and his secretive writing, her eyes had been opened to a new and exciting world. It was very similar to when she and her first boyfriend had first discovered sex. After that first time, she just couldn't get enough.

Devin's mind drifted back in time. She remembered her boyfriend fumbling with her bra, then removing her shirt in the cramped backseat of a Toyota Corolla. She could feel him shaking, unsure whether it was from excitement or nervousness. Either way it had incited her own arousal. As he slowly put his cock inside her, she at first felt pain but then, after a short time, that had turned into euphoria. With each thrust, she wanted more. He hadn't lasted long before he came. She'd been just short of reaching her own orgasm when he'd spilled his seed into the condom.

After that first time, she'd wanted it again right away; she'd felt oh so close to a sensation that she hadn't known existed. As soon as her boyfriend had picked her up the next night, she'd practically attacked him in the driveway. They had barely driven a block away from her parents' house before she fished his cock out out of his pants. Mere minutes after standing in her doorway talking to her mother, her boyfriend's cock was deep inside her. She grabbed his ass to help him with his pace and angle as she finally achieved an orgasm: her boyfriend had looked at her mystified as she flailed about. He'd filled the condom with his seed just as the waves of pleasure washed through her. He collapsed on top of her as they both tried to catch their breath. It was magical!

That whole summer she and her boyfriend had fucked liked animals. She quickly grew addicted to the feeling, the newness of it. She'd tried masturbating, but it just didn't feel the same. She felt her strongest orgasms only when her boyfriend was involved.

She loved Gerry; being intimate with Gerry had typically fulfilled her. But this was so new, like experiencing that first time feeling all over again. The naughtiness, the taboo of it all, was just so intoxicating. It helped knowing that this was something that Gerry was clearly interested in. For some reason her own feelings burned even brighter knowing that Gerry's focus was on the Coach, of all people. The one man who, only a few short weeks ago, had made her skin crawl. The man who Gerry hated and the feeling was clearly mutual.

"Hey, Devin, you there?" said the fat store manager, Mr. Blake. She looked up to find him waving his hands in front of her face.

Returning from her dream world, Devin said, "Oh, hey, sorry. I, um, haven't been sleeping that great. What's up?" Devin said, still trying to shake the cobwebs loose.

"Well, today is inventory day. I know I normally do this alone, but I need to get this done ASAP. Corporate wants the numbers earlier today than normal, so I need your help. You clearly aren't busy," Mr. Blake huffed, giving Devin a bit of an eye, "so follow me!"

Though her outer clothing hadn't changed, -- she was required to wear the store uniform after all -- what she wore underneath was completely up to her. Today, she'd decided to wear no more than a baby blue thong and had gone without any bra at all. She looked down and her nipples were making their presence known to the world. Which was probably a result of her daydream. She was sure Mr. Blake had noticed. The company dress code almost certainly prohibited this kind of display of her body. Even though she was confident that her manager had noticed, she was just as sure that Mr. Blake wasn't going to stop her.

"Okay, let's go!" Mr. Blake chimed as he turned on his heels and waddled away.

Devin dutifully locked up her cash register and followed behind the portly man. As he proceeded ahead of her, her mind jumped to the previous Tuesday, when she had fumbled with the door to the cash office door and he had bumped into her from behind. She recalled his strong grasp on her chest as he tried to soften their collision, not to mention the thick object in his pants that had become wedged between her ass cheeks. 'I wonder how many times he has fantasized about that moment?' Devin thought.

Devin recalled how excited she'd been when he crashed his bulk into her. 'Why did it give me such a jolt when he rammed into me? Why is it that guys like this excite me so much?' Devin asked herself.

As Devin was lost in thought, Mr. Blake stopped abruptly at the freezer door. He grabbed a nearby coat and threw it around his body, struggling to get his arms into the undersized garment. Devin was surprised to find that the second, larger coat that normally hung on the same hook was missing.

"Hey, where's the other one?" Devin said, looking around the area and down on the floor.

"Oh, no. I'm not sure. It ought to be here somewhere, it was right here earlier today. Oh well, no time for delay, let's just get this done fast then," Mr. Blake said as he rushed into the cooler.

Devin stood at the entrance to the cooler, the cold air chilling her skin. She glanced down and noticed her nipples were already extending in response to the drop in temperature. 'That fucker, he doesn't want my help. He just wants to stare. Well.... I'll give him something to look at!' Devin thought: her hand quickly rose to her shirt and she swiftly undid her top button, exposing more of her cleavage. She now had her top two buttons undone and knew that Mr. Blake would appreciate her extra exposure.

"Okay, right behind you!" Devin said cheerily. As she closed the freezer door, she turned to face Mr. Blake. He took his time to fully survey the state of Devin's undress.

Mr. Blake stood as still as a statue and Devin could see his mouth drop open a bit as he took her in. She imagined the thoughts going through Mr. Blake's mind right now. She knew that, in the old man's unblinking eyes, she must be looking quite the sight.

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So she just stood there, allowing him to enjoy her deep cleavage and cold-congested nipples. He'd wanted her like this, alone in the cooler. He set this up, so she would give him his reward.

"Umm... Mr. Blake. Is there something wrong? Do I have something on my shirt? Oh, damn! I thought I got that pen mark out, hold on," Devin said with a wry smile on her face.

"Can't really see past these babies, if you know what I mean." Devin added a cute giggle as she licked her thumb. She stretched the fabric over her nipple and started rubbing.

"Oh, sweet Jesus." Mr. Blake whispered.

"What was that? Did I get it? Here take a good look. Is it gone?" Devin said, holding her breasts out for Mr.Blake's inspection with a neutral look on her face.

"Umm... uhhh... yes... yep... looks. Really good!" Mr Blake responded, stuttering.

Devin looked down and saw something stirring in his pants. She was gratified to know that she was having the desired effect on him, but that couldn't ALL be him... could it?

"Ummm, here, you start. I suddenly need to use the restroom," Mr. Blake said, his eyes open wide as if in shock. He quickly handed Devin the clipboard as he whisked out of the freezer.

In all the commotion, both Devin and Mr. Blake had forgotten all about the missing coat.

'Well, that ought to hold him over for a bit,' Devin thought.

"Okay, let's get this shit done," Devin said with a determined glare. The manager's instructions had been clear: "Okay, you finish up and I'll be right back."

"Okay, twenty-five, twenty-six, and twenty-seven," Devin said as she counted up the last of the soup cans. She had made short work of the freezer and returned to the main store aisles to finish up the last few items on the inventory list. Even though Mr. Blake must have finished "using" the washroom, it seemed that he'd lost interest in her progress and had instead wandered back to the cash office to busy himself with some sort of report.

'Well, at least now I've got some time to myself. Let's see if I can keep my mind busy with something other than the sex,' Devin thought. But her mind refused to obey her. Though she was still looking at the shelf bearing the cans of soup, suddenly the video of the Coach from her phone smashed through her head like a wrecking ball.

'God, what am I going to do? Coach is coming over on Monday. This fantasy stuff is fun and all, but...' Her thoughts were interrupted by an urgent 'ping' from her cell phone. She pulled the phone out and saw a new message from the Coach.

Coach: Hey sexy, just checking in on the hottest consultant I have ever talked to. Howz your Saturday shaping up?

Devin looked around and saw the coast was clear.

Devin: Oh, hey Coach! You are too nice. I am just trying to help the boys, that's all. If this helps them play better and to feel better about themselves then that's what I want. And if they also earn scholarships, well, that's a bonus. Just don't get any funny ideas. I am married, you know: I think you know my husband. LOL

Coach: Well, I think I'm getting in better shape myself -- been really hitting the gym hard. What do you think about my progress?

Just then another message flashed through; it was a picture of a shirtless Coach standing in-front of a mirror. In one hand he had his camera and the opposite arm was flexing his bicep. But that wasn't the bulge that drew Devin's attention. Below his waist he had no pants on and was instead wearing only a white pair of the tightest boxer briefs she had ever seen. She could clearly make out the bulge of his cock through his boxers and she just couldn't stop staring at the thing.

Sensing movement out of the corner of her eye, Devin closed her phone and threw it in her pocket. She looked over and found that the cause of the movement was a father and son. Or more appropriately a father and son who lived about two houses away from her and Gerry.

Ted and Scotty Marchand lived with Gloria, who was Ted's wife and Scotty's mother. Devin and Gerry had normally gotten along fairly well with the household. Ted was 52 years old and looked every bit like the stereotypical accountant: balding, skinny, and shorter than Devin with a five o'clock shadow. Scotty was just nineteen and hadn't quite grown out of his pimply face. He was apparently trying really hard to grow some facial hair, given the odd sprouts of hair here and there upon his face. Both father and son usually gave Devin long looks when they thought they could get away with it and she occasionally caught them outright ogling her. She didn't mind for the most part; they usually kept it respectful. She was pretty sure that Scotty had held a crush on her ever since he'd first learned an appreciation of a woman's body. In Devin's opinion, though, Gloria was just not a nice person; her treatment of both Ted and Scott was just awful. She was 45 and had jet black hair. Devin honestly had no idea what Gloria's body looked like beneath the loose-fitting clothing she always wore, but there was no way to hide her rather large posterior.

'Oh, this will be fun,' Devin thought. She hadn't bumped into them for several weeks, and she was fairly sure that neither of them had ever seen her in her current state of undress.

"Oh, hey boys, how are we doing today?" Devin said with a smirk. Neither one of them were able to make any eye contact.

"H... Hey Devin, how's work?" Ted asked, obviously distracted. Devin could tell he was fighting an internal struggle between the head on his shoulders and his other head between his legs, and at this point it looked like the head due south was winning.

"Oh, not too bad, boys, glad to see you! The boss is really riding my ass to get this inventory done. Hope all is well with Gloria," Devin said. As soon as Devin mentioned Gloria's name it seemed to elicit a response in Ted's mind. The head in the northern part of his body seemed to recover some degree of control over his thinking.

"Well, I wouldn't mind...," Scotty chimed in but, before he could finish his sentence, a nudge from Ted convinced Scotty to abandon the rest of his sentence.

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"I... umm, mean... you look really nice today, Devin." Scotty said instead, trying to cover up his little indiscretion.

"Oh! Thank you Scotty! I mean, it really isn't much, just my work uniform. But I appreciate the compliment," Devin said as she did a slow twirl for the two boys. She made sure to add a little extra wiggle in her hips to show off her posterior. As she completed the act, she was sure that this scene would be locked in both of their minds for months to come.

'These boys are eating it all up! Why do I enjoy this so much? Why do I get so excited by turning them on? Does it have anything to do with Gerry's stories? How would Gerry react if he saw them drooling all over me?' Devin wondered as the boys were recovering from her little show.

"We should probably let you get back to work, Devin, but it was sure nice seeing you again," Ted said. His eyes were so wide, Devin was afraid they might fall right out of his head.

"Yeah, it was really nice to see you, Devin!" Scotty said with a snicker. He reached for something in his pocket and she could have sworn that he had somehow managed to sneakily take her picture.

As she turned her head back toward the shelf, Devin could feel that the boys' eyes were still on her. She bent down really slowly and, looking over their way, she saw that they had both stopped mid-aisle. As soon as they saw that they had been discovered, they hustled on out.

Devin chuckled to herself as she concluded her count of the soup cans.

"Honey, I've got to say, you are one of the best cooks I know!" Devin said to Gerry as she finished off the dish before her.

Since her little discovery, she'd noticed that Gerry had been indulging her in some of her favorite meals. He had also been acting sweeter around her in a host of other ways. Their kisses had been deeper, their cuddles had lasted longer, and their sexual intimacy had hit a whole new, even more fantastic level. Devin really liked this new Gerry, and she could only assume that he must really like the new her.

"Thanks, honey, I knew you would like it. Thought I would try something new," Gerry said proudly, as he stood up from the table and started gathering the dirty dishes.

"Hey, so I have a question. I am not sure if this is too much, but I need to know if this little fantasy of yours is just about the Coach? Or does it also involve other guys?" Devin asked Gerry.

Gerry stopped, put down the dishes and looked at Devin. She could tell his mind was racing. She could also see that he wanted to be careful, particularly in light of the last time he'd indulged her in his fantasy.

"It's okay. I won't get mad. I just wanted to know if it's just the Coach you picture me with?" Devin said, a small smile spreading on her lips.

"Well, to be honest, I have thought about you with other guys than just the Coach. I can admit that it mostly has to do with him, but I do think about you with other guys as well," Gerry said, hoping that was the end of the conversation.

"Other guys? Like who?" Devin said as she stood up from her seat and approached him. She grabbed his face and gave Gerry a soft kiss. The dishes were now long forgotten.

"Well... it can depend. Like your boss, for instance," Gerry said, returning Devin's kiss.

"My boss?!? But, he's so gross!" Devin chuckled as she gave Gerry another kiss, this one a bit deeper.

"Yes, I think that may be why it's so hot. It's just that you are... the most beautiful woman in the world, and he is gross. Kinda like how opposites attract, you know the contrast between the beauty and beast characters," Gerry said. He moved in for another kiss, but Devin turned her cheek.

"Anyone else? What about Ted Marchand? Scotty Marchand? Ever thought about them with me?" Devin said as she tilted her head, waiting for an answer.

Gerry's eyes went wide. "Umm... maybe? What makes you ask?"

"Well, they happened to walk into the store today. I could see it in their eyes, Gerry, how badly they wanted me. This isn't exactly the first time that they've checked me out, but I loved it. I have no idea why, I even did a twirl for them." Devin could see a flash of excitement wash over his face.

"Just for future reference," Devin said, leaning closer to Gerry and placing her lips right beside his ear. She whispered softly, her hands tugging on each of Gerry's shoulders to bring him closer: "What if... what if they made a move on me, Gerry? I know they could tell that I wasn't wearing a bra. What would you do, Gerry, if they'd made some kinda move, right in the middle of the store?" Devin slowly reached her left hand down Gerry's torso. She couldn't see his face, but she could tell from his breathing that he was getting excited.

Her hand found Gerry's crotch and discovered that he was fully erect, a low groan confirming her suspicions. "Mmmmmm... I take it that you wouldn't object, would you?" giving his manhood a little squeeze. "And, for future reference, what if clumsy me were to trip and land on my knees in front of Ted and Scotty. Do you think they would like me looking up at them? What do you think they would want me to do while I was down there, Gerry?" Devin whispered as her hand moved over Gerry's stiff member, slowly stroking.

"Oh god, Devin, that's... that's so naughty. I... I bet they would want you to take out their cocks," Gerry said, his voice straining, trying to maintain control.

Devin continued to stroke the front of Gerry's pants. "Yes, they would. I bet they have big cocks. Gerry, naturally, if they were to show me theirs, I would have to show them mine. It would definitely be rude if I didn't show them my tits, Gerry. Think they would like that? Me on my knees with my tits out, stroking their hard cocks. And of course I would have to taste them, Gerry. I couldn't help myself. Would that be okay with you, Gerry?" Devin whispered, causing a groan to erupted from Gerry's throat.

"Oh god, yes! That would be so hot!" Gerry moaned.

"Hmmm, Ted probably has the experience, but I bet Scotty has the stamina. I bet he could get it up over and over again. I would focus on Scotty first. Do you think he would like it if I forced my mouth down his cock, as far as it goes until he made me gag? You know how much I move my tongue when a cock is in my mouth, Gerry, and Scotty would quickly learn that, too! I bet he would love it if I played with his balls while licking all around his cock." Devin moved her hand down the front of Gerry's pants and fondled his balls as her forearm remained in contact with Gerry's shaft.

Gerry reached around Devin and pulled her close; she could feel his grip tightening and knew it wouldn't take too much more before Gerry succumbed.

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