WHORE WIFE 2 - Sex Stories

WHORE WIFE 2

... Peter suggested. “I’ll be there,” Mark confirmed. At 7PM, precisely, Peter watched Mark saunter over to his table across from the bar. His personal assistant/office wife’s husband sat in the chair across from him, then they both leaned forward and shook hands, just as the waitress arrived with Mark’s favorite martini. Both men picked up their glasses and clanged them together, lightly, as Peter said, “Here’s to the best of times, my friend. What a lucky bastard you are to have a gorgeous, successful wife putting you through medical school on her back and her knees.” Mark responded, with sincerity, “I owe it all to you, you horny, fuckin Pimp, so thank you from the bottom of my heart.” “Just glad that I could help you out by keeping our, beyond gorgeous, slutty wife busy doing what she likes to do best, get fucked, and the more times the merrier,” Peter laughed in return. Then Peter put his hands together as though he was praying and said, “The best decision I ever made was calling you that Saturday when I found out that you two had gotten married, and arranged to meet you here at Ivanhoe’s the next Monday afternoon, to explain things. I had to make absolutely sure that your marrying her wasn’t going to interfere with all of the fucking I had in mind for her to ...

... do, both with me and with our clients. When I found out, that day, that you liked the idea of her getting royally fucked for money, and that you loved her sloppy seconds, I breathed a sigh of relief and knew that we had a match made in heaven, between her and the two of us, as co-husbands. And that you agreed with me that we would never let her know that we knew each other.” “Now let me give you some really outstanding news that your wife is planning to tell you when she sees you, face to face. I have promoted her to the position of Potential New Client Sales Manager or, as the Executive Committee will refer to her as, “The Company Whore.” In that position she’ll receive a salary of $250,000 per year, plus performance bonuses and profit sharing.” As Mark tried to get his mind around that fantastic financial windfall, Peter reached his hand across the table and shook his co-husbands hand, as he concluded, “You are one lucky SOB. In just a few months you have gone from being a poverty stricken college student, to being one of the most well to do guy in med school. Just think, our gorgeous Cunt is in a hotel room getting her brains fucked out for the firm, while we’re here celebrating her good work. Was agreeing to let your wife get fucked a great decision, or what?”