Authors note
I am re-publishing this series under a different name.
It was inspired by a lady I met here on Literotica, she contacted me after reading my series 'The Making of a Slut' saying that she too is called Caroline and is a slut. She asked me to write some stories about her and her family. This series is therefore, completely, inspired by her but mostly just fantasy.
All persons in this series are over 18.
I hope you enjoy the series, however, if you are averse to rough sex please don't read on!
Please let me know what you think by sending feedback and by (hopefully) giving the stories a good mark.
Thank you
Jim
A Corporate Wake
Stuart cane home and said, darling you will never guess what has happened. Do you remember Graham Yardly? He was my old boss back in the day. He has just died and we have been invited to his wake.
Caroline did remember Graham very well. Just a few weeks after her marriage she had been seduced by Graham and his co-director, Mohammed, they had fucked her the night of the office party. She had got a bit tipsy and Stuart had 'retired hurt' at about 10 o'clock and the two men had taken her to a bedroom and used her like a slut, fucking all her holes in a frenzy of lust. That was the last time that Caroline had let out her inner slut.
I think we should attend, don't you? Said Stuart, yes darling, Caroline replied, if you think we should.
Several days later they were in London at the Grosvenor Hotel for the wake. Caroline had a strange sense of DΓ©jΓ vu; it was the same hotel that her husband's randy old bosses had fucked her. She was wearing a black dress with stockings and high heels.
There were lots of people at the wake, mostly men, Caroline looked around and saw that she was one of only 5 women there amongst about 50 men. As the evening progress the other women seemed to fade away and she and Stuart were left with about 17 other men.
Dave Roden, the current CEO of the company, stood up to make a speech, Lady and gentlemen, he started. We are here to remember Graham Yardly who was our CEO from 1994 until 2004. He helped to grow the company, but he left me a letter to open after he died, I think it is appropriate to read it this afternoon.
The greatest achievement of my career in banking and finance is, without doubt, the night I spent fucking Stuart Ryan's wife with my co-director. You need to sample this slut she is the best.
The men all looked at Caroline with undisguised hunger.
Stuart turned and looked at his wife who blushed and shrugged her shoulders, I am sorry Stuart it was a long time ago and they got me pissed. Other than that, one night, I have always been faithful to you, please forgive me.
The CEO continued to read the letter. Attached to this letter are photos of Caroline at university where she was, by her own admission, well known for being the easiest and dirtiest fuck on campus. I have instructed Dave to publish these photos, together with my sworn testimony setting out the details of the night that Mohamed and I spent with the little slut.
The only way that Stuart and Caroline can prevent this, and protect their reputation, is for them to agree for you all to fuck Caroline tonight in front of Stuart. Stuart may not participate in the fucking but must be made to watch. I suggest you give them a few minutes to discuss.
Caroline's slutty pussy had already started to bubble at the thought of all these men fucking her but she had to keep this hidden from Stuart.
Stuart looked shocked to the core and tears were welling up in his eyes as he said, darling, do we have any option? This getting out would ruin our reputations and think of the girls.
Caroline continued to play the role of shocked suburban housewife and stuttered to Stuart, d do you really think I should, even though she could feel her cunt overheating, he sadly nodded.
Caroline turned to the gathered men and said, it looks as if you blackmailing bastards are going to ravish me.
Gentlemen, and lady, although I am not too sure that you are a lady, shall we adjourn upstairs? I have booked the honeymoon suite for our evening's entertainment. They all trooped out of the conference room to get the lift upstairs.
Once they arrived at the room, before Stuart knew what was happening, the men descended on him like a pack of wolves. They grabbed him and dragged him to a large armchair. Knowing in advance the content of the letter, Dave Roden, had brought a pair of cuffs that the used to secure his ankles to the chair legs and then dragged the chair towards the bed so that he would get a good view.
Dave put some music on and turned back to Caroline and said, now then Mrs. Ryan, why don't you do a sexy strip for us all.
Caroline looked around the room, there were 17 men, ranging in age from about 55 to 80. Most of the men were already sporting erections under their suits. She reached behind and undid the zip of her dress, swaying her hips as she did. She held the dress tight against her whilst she made eye contact with all the men in the room and then gently let it slip to the floor.