Four months ago, Stacie's lover Vince moved in.
Peter and Stacie just celebrated their fifth year of marriage. Stacie was a voluptuous woman with long black hair cascading down her back to her waist. She had 44DD breasts, an ample ass, thunder thighs, broad hips, beautiful green eyes and smile which made Peter melt. Marriage, but not wedded bliss. Peter stood 5 feet 7 inches tall, pale, a bit overweight, with an attractive face and a nice smile which made people feel welcome. However, he was born woefully underendowed for a male measuring in at just over three inches hard and an embarrassing half an inch soft. Their courtship and romance were plagued by the ever-frightening day when they would consummate their union.
One night after a particularly hot petting session Peter broke down in tears.
"What's the matter my love?" Stacie asked.
"Stacie you are the first woman I've ever truly loved. I'm afraid I'm falling more deeply in love with you each day. I could even picture us being married in the future. But you see, well I have an embarrassing problem. My cock is not big at all. It's plagued me my whole life. Other boys teased me about it in school. I was ridiculed in gym class and hit with wet towels in the shower."
"Poor dear," Stacie said. She stroked his head like a dog.
"Well, I'm afraid when the time comes and I'm hoping it will when we actually do it, you will be disappointed and never want to see me again. The truth is I'm attracted to you in so many ways and find myself falling in love with you."
Their relationship received a seismic shift that night. Stacie the ever-understanding lover had taken him in her arms. Stroking the back of his head as he wept into her bosom. She asked him a series of questions. Was he a virgin, had he always felt inferior and weak in front of stronger more alpha males? Did he find it a turn on to please other people? The questions were phrased as if he was applying for a job which he realized later in fact was exactly what he was doing.
Stacie made him strip naked. He was commanded to stand in front of her legs spread. She reached out with her chubby fingers adorned in bright red nail polished and touched his tiny cock and balls. He grew immediately erect. He confessed to her no one had ever touched him there. She loosened the buttons on her blouse letting it fall open and he gazed at her magnificent breasts. He was hypnotized. Stacie stroked him five times and he exploded all over her tits. She looked at him and winked.
"Come my love, clean up your mess." She pulled his hand making him kneel before her and brought his head to her breasts.
"Lick," Stacie said. "Go on. It's okay. There's nothing to be afraid of, it's only your own cum and as an added bonus you'll get to lick my beautiful tits."
Peter complied and so began the ritual.
Vince was a tall muscular black man. Bald head, well endowed, dominant, with a bit of a mean streak to him when the mood hit him. He was single and was never at a loss for female companionship. Women were constantly slipping him their numbers in bars, restaurants, meetings at work and most he threw away if he wasn't attracted to them. Peter, Stacie, and Vince all worked for the same company. It was Peter however who had the most senior position of the three. An executive Vice President he pulled down a six-figure salary. Vince and Stacie worked as functionaries in the same department, he was her direct supervisor. Vince loved her big ass and long hair, and those tits, wow! Stacie always dressed provocatively in low-cut dresses which very short, with high heels and plenty of makeup.
Despite the companies strict non fraternization policy Stacie and Vince had been flirting since day one. They both agreed it had to do with the forbidden fruit aspect. Stacie purposely brushed her big ass up against Vince's cock when they were in close quarters, she leaned over his desk showing her ample cleavage. At the Annual Christmas party one year after everyone had left and they had each had a bit too much to drink, he closed and locked his office door and took her on his desk. That big, black, magnificent cock shone in the dim light of the office. Gleaming with a mixture of her saliva and his cum. When he pushed his massive organ inside her it filled her completely, both sexually and emotionally. It was all she'd ever wanted. On subsequent trysts she would be soaking wet with anticipation of receiving his massive cock.
They kept their affair a secret from everyone, but she flirted incessantly with him throughout the day. Vince loved the way she felt when he slid his cock into her holes. She totally surrendered to him the moment she saw his cock. He became the only way she could achieve and orgasm aside from masturbating while thinking about him.
When Peter asked her out on a date, she reminded him of the company's strict policy, and he assured her it would be okay, and he would take care of it. Their first few dates were fun, and he lavished her with presents and expensive dinners. And then, the night came when Peter broke down and told her his secret. Stacie knew like many powerful men, men who rule over industry and others have a secret obsession to serve. They spend their days ruling over others but want to be free of all the decision making.
Stacie found herself at a crossroads. As she saw it, she could break it off with Peter, continue to see Vince, or break it off with Vince and continue to see Peter, or being the ruthless woman she was she could have it all. It would take work on her part. A lot of work. First on the agenda she would need to maneuver Peter into a position of complete submission to her unbeknownst to Vince...at this point. Next, she would need to maneuver Vince into a place where he would not only be agreeable to her plan but come to believe it was his idea the whole time!