A Hostile Taeover

Part 03

Carl woke in the morning, on his own, as usual.

He laid in for a good while catching up with the week's news on the iPad. When he eventually came down it was almost eleven and there was no sign of Sarah. Carl looked out the window and noticed her BMW was gone from the driveway. He went to the kitchen and, sure enough, she'd left a note.

"Morning Darling.

"Forgot to mention I'm meeting Susie for lunch today and we're off for some retail therapy after. See you Later xx."

"She'll be cutting it a bit fine." he thought.

Carl had plenty of things to occupy himself with today. The pool company would be fitting a new jacuzzi this afternoon and a landscape garden company we're coming for a chat about the new terrace. It would fill his afternoon until at least five o'clock but he'd have more than enough time to finish and get ready for tonight.

As the afternoon wore on he couldn't help but wonder about the events of tonight. He was still sure it was all about the excitement of pulling back from the cliff edge. After Sarah had flirted with Matt and he'd thanked us for the meal, they were going to have some amazing fantasy sex. He couldn't wait.

The jacuzzi install went fine but the meeting with the landscaping company over ran by an hour!

Carl had entered the rear doors of the house and was walking through the dining room when he heard Sarah's voice talking to someone ahead. As he rounded the corner of the link corridor to the entrance hallway, there in the hall just inside the front door, was Sarah, talking with Matt.

What was going on here? Carl thought.

Matt was helping Sarah in with her shopping bags.

"Matt" Carl exclaimed.

"Hi, Carl. How are you this fine day."

"Er...yeah.. yeah I'm fine!"

"I met this waif and stray on your doorstep." Matt chuckled.

Carl looked across at Sarah. She was crimson with embarrassment or furious with rage. He couldn't tell.

Little did he know it was neither. It was pure shock.

Carl knew he'd heard Matt correctly when he said eight pm. There was no doubt in his mind. He couldn't comprehend what had happened or how Matt could have made such a mistake.

They all stood in the hallway, Sarah holding a bag in each hand and Matt with four or five in his arms. Carl couldn't find anything to say.

Sarah decided to fall on her sword and assume responsibility.

"I'm so sorry Matt. It's my fault. I'm just running so late. I was out with one of my close girlfriends and completely lost track of time. Please forgive me."

"Sarah, don't worry about a thing. You take your time sweetness."

"We have all night!"

Just then there was a knock on the door. Carl stepped forward and opened it. It was the chauffeur. He was holding a large pink flat box, tied with a ribbon, and by his feet was a case of Cristal Champagne.

"Ah...The box is for you Sarah, but you can't open it yet."

Sarah put down her two bags as the chauffeur offered her the box.

"Oh. Erm. Thank you, Matt, you shouldn't have."

Her rosy red cheeks became even deeper.

"And the champagne is for the fridge if you don't mind Carl."

"Oh wow thank you Matt. I'll get that taken care of."

Carl was impressed with the Cristal Champaign and knew it was over £250.00 a bottle.

Good evening the chauffeur said backing away from the doorway. And pulled the door closed behind him.

Now Matt turned back to Sarah.

"You take your time Sarah. If I may steal your husband away for a while I just have a small bit of work to go through with him"

"Sure..sure, you guys go right ahead."

She was only too pleased to escape the situation she found herself in. Sarah almost ran up the stairs moving quickly.

"I'll just pop this champagne in the fridge," Carl said.

Matt put down the bags on the hall table and followed Carl into the kitchen.

"It's a lovely home you have here Carl."

"Thank you. We've had it for about 3 years now. We've done a lot of work on it in that time."

"Must be what, almost three and half million I'd guess?"

Carl was at first surprised how accurate Matt was with his valuation, but remember the mortgage to buy it was funded by the company. All the top executives were able to use the preferential company mortgage system. He knew Matt would have access to that info.

"Yes that's about right"

"Let's take a walk outside Carl, it was dark the night of the party and I'd like to see the gardens whilst we chat."

"Sure. Through this way." and he led them outside from the side door of the kitchen.

Carl wanted to ask why the fuck he'd turned up 2 hours early but decided against it. They strolled out onto the top lawns.

"I admire you, Carl."

"Admire me," Carl thought?

Says the billionaire businessman who he was sure had everything in life he wished for.

"Oh really," said Carl.

"Why's that."

"You have a lovely house, a beautiful wife, and a lovely daughter, I hear."

"Cathrine isn't it."

"Yes"

He'd never talked to Matt about their daughter.

"And a very open relationship with your wife which is fantastic."

"What did he mean by open." Carl thought.

There was a pause. Carl didn't know quite what to say.

"Erm. I guess," he said.

"No guess about it, Carl"

"It's a fantastic thing that you make sure your wife has a expansive and fulfilled life. It's important in a marriage to keep things moving forward and interesting don't you think?"

Carl was completely poleaxed by his comments. He must have talked to Sarah. How else could he know? Had she told him about their fantasies?

Carl was completely speechless. He felt a wave of embarrassment filling his face.

"You know most men can't embrace the thought of allowing their wives to have a complete life of their own. She must have worked hard over the years and these women deserve more than they get. I admire you and your wife."

He didn't know how to respond. He felt undermined and a little betrayed by his wife. He also felt a sickness in the pit of his stomach.

"Let's go inside and get a drink," Matt said.

They returned to the kitchen and Carl opened a bottle of the Crystal and poured them both a glass. Carl almost necked the first glass in one. He needed it.

"Maybe he'd read too much into Matt's comments". he thought, trying to calm himself.

Still holding the bottle he topped up his glass again. His mind wandered in thought.

"Was this really going to happen? He couldn't possibly allow it, could he? Maybe he didn't have a choice! It's clearly what his wife wanted, or was it?"

At that moment Sarah walked into the kitchen.

"Ah! I see you've started without me."

"Oh yes, sorry Sarah," said Matt.

"Yes sorry, let me get you a glass," Carl added.

They finished another bottle before dinner. The Champagne was delightful and helped take the edge off Carl's nerves.

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Sarah had cooked a simple lasagna for dinner. It seemed a little bland and uncreative for someone of Sarah's skill set. She was a very talented cook in the kitchen and always blew people away with her menus. Not that Carl was hungry. He couldn't eat and his stomach was in knots. They opened another bottle with the meal.

As they finished Sarah rose to clear the plates and Carl suddenly realised that Sarah wasn't wearing the new designer dress!

"Strange," he thought.

To spend all that money for her big night and then not wear it. Still, he Wasn't sure of anything tonight.

His mind started drifting back to how excited Sarah had become in their fantasy about Matt. Their sex life hadn't been this good for years and he loved his wife very much. If this truly made her happy, should he be the one to stand in her way? If he did stop it at this point how would Sarah react and what would happen to their marriage.

He found his thoughts rambling in all directions as the champagne started taking its effect on his mind. Carl opened another bottle.

Just then Matt rose from the table.

"Ah, I almost forgot your present Sarah."

He retrieved the box from the hallway and passed it to Sarah.

"Oh, how exciting" she giggled.

"She must be a little drunk by now too." Carl thought.

She'd definitely been growing in self-confidence as the evening had progressed and the Champagne flowed.

"You need to open it upstairs," he said.

Sarah looked at him inquisitively.

"Ok"

She picked up the box and went upstairs!

"Shall we retire to the lounge?" Matt suggested.

"Yes of course" Carl replied, standing up and picking up the fourth bottle from the table.

"We'll take this with us."

Matt followed Carl into the lounge. Carl swayed a little on route but Matt was not under the same influence at all. They sat in the 2 large sofas opposite each other and they continued chatting for another few minutes.

They stopped chatting as they heard Sarah's heels, loudly clicking down the wooden stairs. She crossed the hallway and entered the lounge doorway slowing to a stop just inside.

She'd changed her clothes and Carl's eyes almost popped out of his head. She wore a pair of black, shiny latex, stiletto boots that were seamlessly attached to her legs and finished above her knees. It looked like her legs had been dipped in liquid rubber. Her bare thighs disappeared under a 12-inch tight micro latex skirt with a small pleated edge.

It was widely laced on each hip exposing her crisis crossed white skin beneath. Her midriff was bare with just a black latex boob tube wrapped tightly around her breasts. Her erect nipples showed their exact contours beneath the skin-tight latex.

She wore bright red lipstick on her full and voluptuous lips. A shade he'd never seen his wife wear before. In her right hand, she held a long leather whip that coiled up on the floor beside her.

Carl couldn't believe his eyes. He was again speechless. His groin swelled instantly.

Matt spoke.

"Well Well, A perfect fit."

"Come over here and sit on my lap young lady."

Sarah looked over at Carl as if looking for a sign of encouragement or approval.

"Don't look at your husband. If he didn't want this I wouldn't be here now, would I."

Her eyes widened a little as she looked at Carl. Then she turned back towards Matt and walked across the room trailing her whip behind her. Carl's eyes followed her panther-like catwalk over to Matt. She stopped in front of him and turned to face Carl once again. She slowly lowered her ass onto Matt's lap, crossing her legs as she did so.

Her eyes transfixed fixed on Carl, seemingly pleading for him to stop her. Carl's heart was beating out of his chest now but he was completely frozen solid, his only moving part, his increasing stiff cock in his pants.

Matt raised his voice a little.

"There is only one rule here tonight. You will both obey me. Do you both understand?"

Nobody spoke.

"Ok then," Matt said.

He tossed his Mobile phone onto the sofa beside Carl. It startled him into reacting and he picked it up.

"Imagine you are recording a porn movie, Carl. Watch everything through the camera on the phone. It will help you control your emotions. There's no need to record it. Just watch it like you're not in the room. Do you understand?"

Carl still couldn't speak but nodded his head ever so slightly.

"Well let's start"

Matt reached inside his jacket and withdrew a large amount of cash. Maybe a grand or even two. He placed it on Sarah's lap.

"Now there's your money. Now let's get that blow job I've paid for."

Carl looked at the cash through the screen of the phone.

"Matt was clearly into role play as well." Carl thought.

Matt was also right about the phone, It seemed like Carl was watching a porn movie and not his wife sat on another man's lap. His hand was shaking a little and he took a deep breath and tried to relax.

"Come on then Sarah. Chop Chop."

Sarah looked at the camera one last time for guidance. None came. Carl was indeed not in the room at that moment. As much as she wanted her husband to stop her, she'd become so incredibly horny and wasn't sure she wanted him to intervene. Something inside her drove her on. She'd continue on and see what Carl did.

Sarah tossed the notes onto the coffee table in front of her and lifted herself off Matt's lap to stood up. She turned around and away from Carl's camera gaze.

Matt undid his trousers and pulled them down past his knees quickly. The most enormous stiff cock bolted upright from his lap. He must have been a full 9 inches and it was so incredibly thick. Sarah's eyes widened again but in a panic this time. She'd never seen anything like Matt's monstrous cock before.

She bent over to lower her lips towards it, not knowing what she was going to do when she got there. She was only sure of one thing now and that was that her husband wanted this. She had to do it for him, she told herself again. As she bent lower her dress rose above her ass cheeks, exposing her nakedness to the camera.

Her beautiful formed ass now sticking up in the air as she bent further down. She had to steady herself in the high heels, placing her hands on Matt's thighs and parting her legs a little wider to stabilize herself. It exposed her amazing star-shaped anus and her pussy, ever so slightly parted beneath it.

Carl was completely transfixed on her ass and didn't notice her mouth had reached Matt's huge cock. This was the last chance her husband had before she was violated by another man.

Carl moved slightly to the side to see if Sarah was going to go through with it. He knew he wanted her to stop but his love for his wife was so strong, he couldn't deny her the pleasure she, so obviously, craved.

Matt looked above Sarah's arched back and across at Carl. He knew exactly the situation they were both in. Both falsely believed this was their partner's real desire and both were sure the other was enjoying the voyeur of the spectacle.

Matt moved his hand above Sarah's head and gently press her down. Her lips met the tip of his now wet cock, and they gently pressed against the huge head in a puckered kiss.

This moment would be etched on their minds and would change their lives forever.

Carl watched from behind the screen of the phone as Matt's bulbous head pressed harder against Sarah's lips. Sarah wasn't sure she could take it and decided, in an instant, she would try to tongue him first.

She started to part her luscious red lips to ready her tongue, but she'd made the wrong call. Suddenly feeling the pressure ease slightly, in apparent acceptance, Matt drove his cock upwards and parted her lips firmly. His head, with nowhere to go but up, disappeared into her mouth.

Sarah struggled with the shock of it, and her head jolted slightly. Her mouth stretched further than ever before with the sheer size of it but she steadied herself and regained some composure, determined not to let her husband down.

Carl's heart ached with the sight of his wife's lips locked onto another man's cock. But his cock jumped and hardened, belying his true feelings.

"Work it now. let's show your husband how it's done."

She began to suck and swirl her tongue around on the head of his cock, working slowly and carefully. She wasn't sure if her husband could see or not but she hoped he was enjoying the view. Her emotions got the better of her for a moment and a tiny tear ran down her cheek. She was immediately angry with herself that it showed outwardly. She didn't want to ruin this experience for her husband.

Matt commanded her to pick up the pace. She did as she was told and tried her best not to think about her husband watching now. She worked harder and faster taking him a little deeper with each bob of her head. She was slowly starting to get to grip with his size now.

Matt gave a small sigh. "That's better now. Doesn't that taste good"

There was no reply from Sarah who was concentrating on the huge cock head filling her entire mouth. She had momentarily managed to block Carl from her thoughts and focused solely on Matt's cock.

Carl looked back at his wife's partly opened pussy. He could see she was glistening slightly between her lips. He was sure she was enjoying it now and that made him feel strangely happy.

Matt's pre-cum was heavy now and mixed with Sarah's saliva, it began to break what seemed like an impervious seal around his cock, dripping down his thick shaft.

His hand began to increase the pressure now and she knew Matt wanted her to go deeper. She obliged as best she could and manage about another two inches before it became too tight to go any further. Matt instinctively felt that she'd done her best and laid back a little further on the sofa.

"Pour us both another glass Carl."

Carl stood up and picked up the bottle from the coffee table between them. As he did so Matt could see the large stain of wetness on the front of his trousers.

Carl poured the Champagne and handed a glass to Matt over the top of Sarah's shoulders and bobbing head. She paid no attention to what was happening around her now. She was lost in the moment on giving head to the largest cock she'd ever know.

Matt took a large gulp of champagne reaching forward and putting the glass down on the table.

"Take out your cock Carl," Matt said

Carl obliged and whilst still holding the camera on his wife's parted ass, he undid his trousers dropping them to the ground. Carl's stiff erect cock displayed his excitement, standing out stiffly in front of him, pre-cum dripping from the end.

"Exciting isn't it." Matt quipped.

"Sit back down."

Matt was in complete control now and he knew he'd got them both where he wanted them. He pulled up on Sarah's hair and his cock popped out loudly, like a cork from a bottle.

"Your husband needs your attention. Crawl on the coffee table on all fours and face your husband."

Sarah, quickly and obediently, turned and knelt on her hand and knees over the table, facing Carl.

Carl looked at his wife's face, smudged with her red coloured lipstick and wet with her saliva and Matt's pre-cum, dripping down her chin and onto her tight boob tube. Sarah tried desperately not to look her husband in the eyes now, instead choosing to focus on his stiff cock. She was happy Carl had enjoyed the display she'd put on so far.

"Come on Sarah, suck your husband's dick."

Sarah shuffle further across the table and lifted a hand to place it on Carl's thigh.

Matt stopped her.

"No. No. No. Hands on the table."

Sarah couldn't imagine how she could reach her husband's cock from there but she was desperate to get Carl's cock in her mouth and show him she loved him. She reach out her body to the absolute maximum, stretching her neck as far off the table as possible and lowered her head and shoulders towards Carl's cock. To aid her balance, she thrust her ass into the air as a counterweight.

She was so close to the tip the Her husband's stiff erect cock now. One more inch and she could reach it. She strained every Sinew in her body and her lips just touched the tip of his wet cock.

She then felt immediately she'd gone too far and teetered in no man's land for a second or two. Her inertia now slowly carried her forward and she no longer had any control. She started to fall slowly forward pressing on Carl's cock forcefully and she parted her lips quickly. With her weight against her, she sank balls deep on her husband's cock, so hard that it jolted her head backwards with the impact.

Carl had the most incredible feeling from the sudden pressure. He'd never had his wife so deep on his cock and it instantly reacted by throbbing in spasms involuntarily leaking his pre-cum into her mouth. She'd made it but was now impaled on Carl's stiff cock. As hard as she found it in her current position, she was a little grateful Carl wasn't quite as big as Matt.

"Good job. Your wife must absolutely love sucking cock."

Matt stood up now and flopped his huge tool between the crack of Sarah's ass. She felt the warmth of his enormous cock resting between her ass cheeks and his balls pressing on her pussy. Carl looked up along Sarah's back and sore the monster cock protruding from above the cheeks of her ass.