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The Welcomed Dinner Guest

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

was a lie, he knew if Jerry believed he was being played, Paul could kiss the promotion goodbye. The look he gave me was pure poison. "I see we understand each other!" I stood up and went over to Jerry. I saw his bulge and smiled encouragingly. I sat next to him, crossing my legs and letting my skirt ride high up my thighs. My stocking tops came into view and his already infectious grin broadened. I slid my hand onto his lap and let it rest there, feeling the hardness and smiled encouragingly. “Do you like my stockings, Jerry? I'm wearing them especially for you.” He nodded and licked his lips. “That’s not the only surprise I’ve got for you,” I said matter-of-factly and watched him raise his eyebrows. I smiled mysteriously and shook my head. "You'll see." My fingers sought his zipper and tugged at the little metal tab. I felt empowered. Both men were watching me intently for different reasons and I'll admit it was heady stuff. The zipper gave way. “Tell me, Jerry, did Paul ever mention why he started dating me?” Jerry shook his head. “Hmmm, I thought as much. Back in the day, I was the blowjob princess at college and because his ex wouldn't, he'd wanted to find out if the rumors about me were true.” “And are they,” Jerry asked breathlessly. I turned my head and looked at Paul accusingly. “Hmm. Now tell me, Cuckold, why wouldn't you tell my new lover how good I am with my mouth.” Whether he was irritated by my use of the 'C' word, or me referring to Jerry as my lover, he ... didn't say. Instead, he just shut his eyes and kept his mouth shut. “Well, I guess I'll just have to show him.” Jerry’s zipper was open and my hand snaked inside. Seconds later my fingers were massaging a thick fleshy staff. “Hmmmm, this feels good. I've been waiting for this all evening.” "What the fuck is that supposed to mean," demanded Paul angrily. Shit, I’d forgotten about that. I looked my husband disdainfully. It was time for Paul to hear the cold hard truth. When I finally spoke, I couldn't keep the loathing and hatred out of my voice. “I wanted Jerry from the moment I laid eyes on him, you prick. Haven’t you seen how he has been looking at me, undressing me with his eyes? I almost let him have me in the kitchen. I even had my skirt around my hips. Given a couple more minutes, we would have been fucking like dogs on heat. The only reason we stopped was because we heard you coming down the stairs.” I paused for breath. “Hard to believe a worthless cuckold denied me a glorious fuck, but there you go.” I said miserably and shrugged my shoulders indifferently. “But I intend to make up for it now.” Paul glared at me, but I ignored him. "Jesus Samantha." It was Jerry who spoke. "Look, he can either accept what’s happening... Or there's the door. It's as simple as that." I paused for breath. "If he stays..." and I glared back at Paul, "He abides by my rules, otherwise I’ll make him suck your dick." Jerry's smile was pure wickedness. I wasn't the only one who noticed. "Do you see ...