Even Steven - Sex Stories

Even Steven

... her mouth and licking up and down the length of my cock.

"Flattery doesn't answer my question. Why did you fuck John and then feel entitled to fuck Hans? I don't want an open marriage Mandy. Why be married if we're just going to fuck people like we're single?"

"John's been working on me for months and got me drunk when we all went out after our meeting. He's young, good looking and very nice. Just like Bridget." Mandy said hoping I'd realize that the same thing had happened to me. She was also giving me the blow job of a lifetime to distract my attention.

"That still doesn't explain Hans. You took advantage of my guilt and fucked that arrogant ass while I was outside crying to Bridget about it. That's down right cold hearted, Mandy. I'm having a hard time reconciling that with what a loving wife would do."

"You got me drunk and offered me to him!" Mandy was trying to flip this narrative knowing she had no other way to defend her actions. That was making me angry and I grabbed the back of her head forcing my cock deeper into her thoat.

"I have to work with that fuck and now that he's had my beautiful wife he'll keep angling to have another shot at you. Here's what's going to happen Mandy." I growled, thrusting deeper and faster into her throat. "I'm going to fuck Ali from work, she's a twenty-two year old that has daddy issues, next Saturday to even things up ...

... between us. That'll be it. If either of us strays again our marriage is over. If I find out that you and Hans are ever at the same place at the same time we are over. Understand? I love you Mandy and I'm not interested in sharing."

Mandy was busy noisily gulping down my load, but she nodded her understanding.

Epilogue

Ali was everything I thought she'd be. She called me 'Daddy' all night and asked me to spank her for being bad. I gladly obliged turning both her ass cheeks red and then fucked her as many times, in as many holes, as a forty-four year old man could for the next three hours.

Unfortunately, my agreement with Mandy never allowed me to touch Ali again. That agreement didn't stop Ali from coming in to my office, pulling her skirt up, plopping down on the couch and masterbating every week the two months following our time together. Ali would look into my eyes unblinking all the way through her orgasm each time. That girl was the hottest thing I've ever seen. Whoever married her was a lucky man, if he survived the honeymoon.

Hans did brag that he'd fucked my wife, but no one believed him. In fact some of my managers cornered him and told him to knock it off or he'd be answering to HR.

Mandy never strayed again...as far as I know. If she did, I never found out, so it doesn't really matter. We were happy together the rest of our lives.

Even Steven.