I had returned to work on Friday to find Charlie was no longer an employee.
What I hadn't known about Charlie was that he was apparently the company cocksucker. He had been servicing the guys in the shop on a rotating basis.
When it came time for them to cum he would have them ejaculate into a paper cup, to which he would add his own contribution.
This is what I had been drinking for lunch each day.
And all the guys in the shop knew it.
He was the company cocksucker; I was the company cumdump.
Only now I was both.
And I had a feeling everyone in the company would know before too long.
The janitor had watched me swallow Dan's cum.
And judging by the way my boss was acting, I think even he knew.
My wife being as hot as she is, my boss probably believed me to be a man's man.
Now he seemed to be rather disgusted with me. I really don't want everyone to be thinking of me in a bad way. I had a lot of respect at work.
And yet- the thought of all of my coworkers knowing...my cock hardens at the idea and I don't know why...
I don't know what the future holds for me there, but I need this job, so I will do what I must do to keep it. My hard cock tells me Im going to enjoy my new role. I just can't let Mary find out. I'm beginning to suspect that I've lost a lot of respect in her eyes as well.
Maybe she feels as I do- considering how much of slut she has become.
Sometimes she acts so loving towards me- even as she calls me "cucky".
Other times when she sees me doing something humiliating, she gets a look on her face that is, at it's best amused; at it's worst, a mixture of confused and disgusted. Kind of the same look as my boss, Brad, had on his face when he told me about my new lunchtime role.
The same look that my brother had on his face the day he and Mary's brother came over and fucked her.
The same look that their wives had on their faces the day I told them that Mary was fucking other guys, and with my approval.
The disgust that people have for me when they find out how perverted we are is an incredible turn-on for me...not so much for Mary.
What she is ashamed of, I embrace. I could be the worlds sex slave, publicly outed, and I'd be hard as a rock. Humiliated, yet horny.
At some point, I fear a reckoning would come.
But not today.
It is Saturday, and we are on our way to Russell's
We had the windows down, and every so often the wind would catch Mary's top and it would billow out, allowing me to catch a glimpse of her bouncing, naked breasts.
She caught me looking.
"There's no cock for you in my shirt, my cucky! Watch the road!" she said, patting my cheek, smiling at me.
We arrived at Russell's, and we sat down to a light dinner.
When we had finished, he started nursing his glass of wine, while obviously deep in thought.
"Mary, I owe you an apology. I had no idea Charlie was so...unbalanced. Usually I do a pretty good job of vetting those who I associate with. Charlie came highly recommended, as you are aware. But he had clear boundaries, and he violated those."
"He wasn't at work today. He apparently is no longer employ..."
"I had him...reassigned. You won't be seeing any more of him." Russell interjected.
"Ever?" Mary asked, with more than a tinge of sadness.
"Ever." Russell said. "I understand that you are to be taking over certain aspects of his job, Cuck. That should give you some new opportunities,eh?" He let out a chuckle.
"Uh, yeah, um, some morale boosting stuff." I said.
"Morale boosting, huh?" said Russell, and he started to laugh.
"What's so funny? I don't get it..." said Mary.
Russell continued, laughing- "He's now the company cocksucker. It was a role Charlie played, but now, well, he's gone, so someone had to fill the role!"
That earned me the 'confused/disgusted' look.
After she thought for a moment, she asked, "Wait a minute- Charlie never acted like a faggot around us! What would cause him to stoop so low as to suck other guys cocks? With a cock like his, he could have any woman..."
I wonder what she thought of me...
"Charlie was...being punished. He's making restitution in another way. Of course, cucky here isn't being punished. For him it's more like a reward."
He laughed, she gave me that look...only a little more disgusted.
"Don't worry, though. His work only knows about him, not you."
"What if Charlie..."
"He said nothing about you. Just the cum-lover here."
Not only did she not look at me, she actually turned her back to me.
There was a knock at the door.
"Excuse me, I'll be right back," Russell said as he rose to answer the door.
There were voices in the living room, then silence.
After a few minutes he returned. Taking Mary's hand, they started to leave the room.
"Cocksucker, remove your clothes and put them in this bag. Everything goes!"
They stood there and watched me undress, and I placed everything in the bag. He handed the bag to Mary, then to me he said,
"Follow, hands and knees!"
Mary snickered at this.
They walked into the living room; I crawled behind. As soon as we entered the room, Russell commanded, "kneel here!"
I kneeled.
He walked behind me.
"Cross ankles!"
Russell tied first my hands then my ankles. It would have been very easy for someone to push me over.
"May I?" Mary asked.
"Of course!", Russell replied.
She walked over and, placing the sole of her shoe in my face, she said, "Lick!"
I stuck my tongue out and gave it little licks.
"Not like that! Lick it like you lick my p....like you lick a dick!" and she laughed at her rhyme.
I imagined it was a big dick, and breathing a little heavier, I began licking it with enthusiasm.
"That's a good little cocksucking faggot! Now stick that tongue out all the way and hold it!"
I did, and as I held it there, she took a picture with her phone.
"Well, that's one for the family photo album!"
And with one big push, she shoved my head back with her foot so I fell over, bruising my tongue and slamming my head on the floor.
With that they walked out of the room laughing.
I heard the door to the bedroom open and then close. I heard multiple voices, and then silence. Sex moans.
I lay there for about an hour listening to my wife get fucked.
Finally someone came out. It was some naked guy I never saw before. He came and stood above me. I looked up at him in time to see liquid drip from the tip of his cock onto my face.
"You want some more? Come and get it!"
Then he went and sat in an easy chair on the other side of the room.
He spread his legs and started playing with his cock, first bouncing it, bouncing his balls, stroking it...it was a beautiful cock!
Just slightly above average in circumference, but still a size that would fit down my throat. About eight inches long. Veiny. still slick from Mary's juices.
"Come taste your wife."
My breathing became ragged...I broke out in a sweat...my heart was pounding in my ears...my mouth was watering...I had to have that cock in my mouth.
Gathering my strength, I made it to my knees and started shuffling as best as I could. About halfway I fell. I managed to right myself, and crawled anothe five feet before I fell again.
Once more I fell.
He was laughing at me now.
"C'mon, cumslut, you know you want it."
And I did.
Making it to my knees one last time, I made it the rest of the way.
He pointed his cock out to me, and I opened my mouth and felt the slickness of Mary's juices lubricate my mouth and throat as I swallowed his cock to the base in one shot.
"See, I told you he couldn't resist!"
I looked up to see Mary turning away shaking her head; Russell followed her back to the bedroom.
Unconcerned, I went back to work on my prize.
After worshipping that beautiful penis for a few minutes, the man stood up, pulling his cock from my mouth as he did.
"Please..." I begged.
"Patience, cocksucker! I want something a little more intense...lay on the couch."
He helped me up and I hopped to the couch. I fell on it on my back.
"Hang your head over the arm..."
I pushed my self up until I was looking at him upside down.He stood at the end and slowly inserted himself back into my mouth.
I was at his mercy with my hands still behind my back.
He shoved it in to the hilt, held it there until I started to panic, then pulled nearly all the way out.
He continued this for a while, then started picking up the pace.
Faster and faster he went... thrusting nearly into my stomach, then out again, over and over...faster and faster...gag reflex kicked in, my stomach was emptying itself between thrusts, vomit running down my face...suddenly he grunted and shoved it all the way in...with little moves he spurted his load into my esophagus...he slowed and held it there...i felt my air supply running short....I began to panic....I was feeling lightheaded...he pulled out and I drew in a long breath...almost disappointed that he didn't hold it there long enough to make me pass out.
"Good job, cocksucker"!
He left the room, and came back dressed.
He untied my legs, but not my hands.
"Follow me!" he said.
He led me out into Russell's garage.
"Get in." he said, opening the door.
"I'm naked!"
He held the door and pointed.
I sat.
We drove out into the night, me naked and covered in my own grossness.
We pulled up in the street in front of our house.
He walked around and opened the door.
"But I don't have a key!" I protested.
He dangled my key in front of me.
"Untie me, please?" I'll do whatever you ask..."
He gestured for me to get out of the car.
I did. He slammed the door, tossed my key in the grass, and got in the car and left.
I was left naked on my front lawn for all the world to see, looking for my key with my hands tied behind my back. I finally found it, and managed to get the front door open without being seen, as far as I know.
I went to my toolbox and found a pair of cutters. The rope wasn't thick, and I was able to cut it easily.
I had no phone, it was still at Russell's, as were my car keys, wallet, car.
Aside from walking, I had no way to contact or get to Mary.
I took a shower to wash all the crap off of me, then grabbed the bottle of whiskey and sat on the couch, thinking over the recent events. The more I thought, the hornier I got...I ended up getting drunk and masturbating until I erupted all over my belly.
After I came, I sat there wondering what life at work was going to be like, being the company cocksucker as I absentmindedly scooped up the cum and fed myself.
