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CHAPTER 1: INTRODUCTION

It seems that some of us, no matter how hard we try, can't avoid what fate has destined for us.

My name is Donald, and as I review the last 20 years of my life and marriage, I can only say that it seems that my destiny is to be degraded and subjugated by stronger women and men.

I'm married to a wonderful and beautiful creature named Darlene. She is a vivacious woman without question. Even though she's an assertive wife, she has a wonderful personality with a touch of capriciousness thrown in. And she's definitely a good mother to our 8 c***dren.

Yes we have 8 k**s, which is a larger family than is common in these modern times. However, the c***dren are a joy to us as well as to their grandparents.

My wife and even our parents are constantly telling me and friends how much the k**s look like me. When in reality, none of them resemble me in the least.

That's not really surprising to me, since for the entire time Darlene and I have been married, she has demanded that I wear a condom during the times we've had intercourse, even during the 6 times when she was pregnant. So I've never had the pleasure of having my prick in her without a barrier between her hot juicy pussy walls and my cock.

I've never gotten her to reveal why she won't let me have her bareback even when she's pregnant. Whenever I press her on this matter she's always evasive and changes the subject.

The other puzzling thing is that she does use the pill, except when she stops taking them to conceive.

Anyway, over the years, I've come to the conclusion that she just has a thing about me putting it in her luscious pussy bare back. Therefore, I've just left the matter alone. As all of you know, we husbands have to put up with our wives little quirks.

Darlene and I are Caucasian, with blue eyes, and have dark hair.

Of the 8 k**s in our brood, there is a set of red headed twins and a set of Nordic blond headed twins. We also have one light tanned son with straight hair, one dark tanned son with obviously Negroid curled up hair, one daughter with dishwater blond hair with hazel eyes, and one daughter with black hair and brown eyes.

Because of details which will be revealed later in my story, I have never had the need to question the paternity of any of our c***dren. I have even signed a legally binding document indicating I never will, and in addition, I accept all c***dren born into our marriage as legally mine without exception.

The company I work for was nice enough to pay for the legal fees to have these documents drafted up and authorized. But more about the company I work for later.

But for now, back to my wife Darlene.

When I first met Darlene, I had no idea how promiscuous she was or had been. But I soon found out. However, she was a slut the entire time we dated, were engaged, and all throughout our marriage, even up to the current day.

CHAPTER 2: THE EARLY YEARS

“Donald, I want you to meet my parents.” Darlene said to me after we had been seriously dating for a while.

I had recently graduated from college and had just gotten a job as an entry level analyst at one of the biggest employer in Phantomville – GB Industries. It was a privately owned company named after its founder George Baxter, and was now managed by George Baxter III.

Darlene's parents didn't have to say it, but strongly implied that their daughter had finally started going out with a more respectable guy. That made me feel good about myself, even if I did worry about the types she'd been dating previously.

“However, Donald, I hope you don't think you have plans to take advantage of our daughter just because you're a smart fellow and work at such a high highfalutin company as GB Industries.”

“O-Oh no Mr. Jones. I-I would never do that.” I replied nervously.

“Do you have a big dick Donald?”

“W-What? E-Excuse me m-ma'am?” I replied as I stammered trying to make sure what I heard her say.

“I asked about the size of your dick. You do have one don't you?” She spoke in a firm tone.

I became speechless at her clarification.

“He has a small cock mother. I've felt him when we were making out. He's little even when he's hard. Hee! Hee!” Darlene spoke with a bit of a giggle.

Then she had more to say as she turned toward me.

“Don't look upset darling, mother thinks guys with small dicks are more sincere and devoted than those with bull size dicks.” I could only look at her with total surprise too.

She continued to talk, as she directed her words now to her parents.

“And don't worry mother, he hasn't put it in yet, he's only sucked my pussy nothing else. And also he's a virgin and his mama makes him wear a cock lock to stay that way until he's married. So he's been the perfect gentleman to me,” injected Darlene with a smile as she kissed me on my cheek, as she took my hand and held it affectionately.

Her words made me want to sink beneath the love seat we were sitting on.

Yes, Darlene had met my folks. It was quite by accident – I think. Darlene and I were at the mall enjoying a bite of lunch one Saturday afternoon. It wasn't a formal date, just some shopping and getting to know each other.

We were at an outdoor patio style restaurant, when Mom and Dad showed up unexpectedly.

This was the first time I had mentioned to mom or dad that I was seeing a girl regularly. Dad was very pleased, but Mom was not so pleased. Basically, because she had expected for me to have told her about Darlene and not have met her the way she did.

You see, my mom is a rather controlling type person and she rules the roost. She basically dominates Dad and me. Well more about all that later. But it was at this chance meeting that Mother told Darlene about me basically never having engaged in sexual intercourse before and that she thought it would be good for me to save myself for the right girl.

Mother talked entirely too much and all I could do was sit and turn beet red. I knew I dared not interrupt her. Dad also was blushing, but knew not to say anything either. We both knew our places.

To my surprise, Mother and Darlene, as they conversed and conversed, they found they had a lot in common. I was so embarrassed when Mother told Darlene she encouraged me to masturbate myself to take my mannish edge when I went out on high school dates.

“Even though he's 23, I still supervise him as he masturbates to keep the pressure in his balls under check. I just think it's proper for a mother to oversee these things to ensure he strokes himself properly, as well as milk himself properly too.” Mother revealed without the least bit of shame.

Darlene's face was all aglow as she smiled and looked at me. I had to turn away, feeling ultra small and utterly embarrassed.

“For a well mannered boy such as Donald, I can see that it's good for him to have a mother that gives so much of herself to, as you say, keeping him in check.”

“And don't tell anyone, but many times I expose my tits and pussy to stir up his imagination as he beats himself off.” Mother added. I almost fainted from shame.

“Yes, I agree, I think it's great for him to see his mother expose herself for his pleasure.” Added Darlene, as she obviously was ingratiating herself to my mom, yet wearing an obvious broad smirking smile.

I thought things couldn't get any worse, they did. I again felt ultimately small.

“I'm glad you feel good about a guy like my Donald who wants to save himself for his new bride. To ensure he doesn't do anything foolish, he's been wearing one of the Phantomville Penis Management Control Company's devices (aka electronic cock restraint) for several years, starting back in his teens. In fact we just had their latest model installed two weeks ago. This one even has GPS built in. That's how I knew you were here dear son.” Mother turned and smiled at me.

I felt super little as mother continued to tell Darlene all about the features of this latest model I was wearing.

“As with the earlier one, it gives him a nice little electrical jolt if he tries to rub or play with himself, and sends me an instant alert via the closet cell phone tower to me too. It doesn't let him get away with anything.”

I thought she wouldn't get any more graphic or reveal anymore than she already had, but I was totally wrong.

Darlene had a very broad smile as she looked at me while agreeing with mother.

Mother kept talking to my total chagrin and utter embarrassment.

“It even lets me know if he comes in his shorts without touching himself, which has happened a few times hasn't it sweetie?”

I was so thoroughly blushed and fully flushed red. I really felt minuscule. What happened next really threw me for a loop of further humiliation as Darlene added her input to the conversation.

“Why that happened the last time he was eating me out. Didn't it Donald?”

I really wanted to faint this time.

“You've been licking and sucking pussy and didn't tell me, your mother? That must've been the reason I got that alert last week about you messing up your shorts. You didn't tell me the whole story did you baby?” Mother said looking at me with a broad grin.

“Well we'll talk about that later, but son, I have to admit that I can't help but be proud that you could use your tongue and mouth to seduce and captivate such a beautiful girl as this. You little devil you. They say the mother is always the last to know.”

"Your son is such a gentleman. Most guys are trying to get in my panties from the second they come on to me. But Donald wanted to know about me the person, and from there we worked on being a bit intimate. Actually, it was I who guided him to do me orally, as he revealed that you wanted him to save himself for his wife to be, whoever she was. Well, I thought that was so noble and sweet, that's when I proposed his going down on me." Spoke Darlene in her sweetest tone.

“I've really tried to make him respectful of women and to be my well mannered boy.” Spoke mother with an obvious ring of pride in her voice. I hated her reference to me as a boy, which strongly implied that I was a mama's boy.

“He is well mannered and a very good pussy sucker too.” Added Darlene as she again embraced and hugged and kissed me.

“Now, I don't let him touch my tits. I told him that I wanted to save that for when we got a bit more serious.” Spoke Darlene in a serious firm tone of voice.

“I totally agree with you. And it's only fair that if he's saving something – namely his virginity, then it's only right for you to save something for the one you'll marry too.

It was obvious that mother liked all that Darlene was telling her.

I was mortified at the whole conversation and stayed a deep blushed red the entire time we sat there. But alas, I could do nothing but sit and continually be embarrassed.

Well anyway, the aforementioned conversation that day is where Darlene got the information to tell her folks that my mom had verified my virginity.

Well back to the conversation I was having with Darlene and her parents.

“Very good. I like you even more Donald.” Said Darlene's mom.

“I feel much better about you too.” Added her dad.

I finally got my voice back and tried to carry on some polite conversation as the conversation moved on to a news item that was on TV. I was hoping that no more would be mentioned about me or Darlene and such extremely personal subjects. However, I was wrong.

"Darlene, I can see you being naughty with such a nice boy as Donald here. You haven't fed any of your cream pie have you?" Her dad asked her.

"Now dad. But to answer your question, yes I've fed him some, but not with a lot of cream. But he really liked what he ate."

I looked at Darlene with a puzzling look, then said. "I don't remember us ever having eaten any cream pie."

Darlene and her parents simultaneously broke out in loud laughter.

It was obvious that I was missing something here, for I could not see anything to laugh about.

"Oh, you're such a sweetie Donald, and so innocent. That's why I like him so much mom and dad." Darlene replied, but still did not provide any insight to me as to what caused them to laugh earlier.

"My boy I can see you don't get out much do ya. It's like this..."

"No, I'll tell him dad. I'm the one who should do it." Said Darlene.

"She's right dear, it is her responsibility." Darlene's mom said to her husband.

"You see Donald, most guys I go out with want to get in my panties on the first date. And well, most of the time I give in to them and take them off for them. And to answer the look on your face, yes, I've often had sex on my first date. In fact you're just about the only guy I've dated where I didn't fuck on the first date."

This revelation by Darlene caused me to squirm uncomfortably, as it was not my impression of her that she was that type of girl, hence my reaction.

While she told me she wasn't a virgin, I didn't think she was a slut either. But as she told me about the many different guys she's dated and had sex with, my opinion of her rapidly changed. Her parent's lack of a reaction meant they didn't seem the least bit concerned about her promiscuous behaviour.

"Well Donald, it all started when an old boyfriend was horny and needed a quickie fuck. I was on my way home from work when I stopped by and gave him some. I then later met you for dinner near the campus library that evening - remember that rainy evening in the college library and there was hardly no one there?

"You were sweet enough to do as I asked of you and give me some head, for I really hadn't gotten off to my satisfaction earlier. You and I were having such a delightful time being together, I just got this urge for you to put your tongue in my horny pussy.

"I had wiped my cunt down good so none of my previous fuck date's jism was there - at least I thought I did. But when you did as I asked and went under the table and buried your head in my crotch, I didn't realize just how much of his cum was still deposited deep in my box, for as you were sucking on my slit, the dregs of his deep deposited spend really oozed out and flowed right in your mouth. You really give such good suction darling.

"Well after I got off and settled down from a very beautiful orgasm, you quickly let me know I tasted better than ever before. It was then that I realized what happened. I of course came up with an excuse that it was because I was so excited being with you that you had caused my pussy to produce that flavour especially for you.

"But in all honesty, I have to admit Donald, and to you too, dad. What I did was not planned, but after knowing that I had fed you another man's spend, the thought gave me such a wicked indescribable thrill. Donald honey, I knew I had to do it again, and especially so since you enjoyed the taste so much."

I sat totally speechless, as I felt the burning stare of three sets of eyes on me.

I was literally stunned and immobile.

"Donald, honey, I want you to know that I really like you and want us to continue getting to know each other better. I really need you and want us to grow this relationship." Spoke Darlene as she moved to the floor and got on her knees before me as I continued to sit on the love seat.

"Darling, I want you to know that even though I've had a lot of big dicks in my cunt, you're the only one I let suck my pussy after I've been fucked. And sure the guys fill me up with their hot slimy goo, but they just can't compete with the ecstatic feeling you give me by sucking out their man cream. And sweetie, you must like it too, since you've gotten off in your pants without even touching your little thing." She spoke those incredible and outlandish words with such sweet sincerity I again could only stare at her.

"B-But D-Darlene...” I was cut off by her dad.

“My boy, if you're worried about what we think, well put your mind at ease. Me and the wife won't mind a bit if you want to suck our daughter's pussy after she's been fucked by her men friends.”

“My husband's right Donald, I don't mind in the least. And with you having such a little thing, and with it being under lock and key, this is probably the best way for you two to express your affections toward each other.”

“That's right son. Darlene can still get the dicks she needs and you can eat that good fuck slop you like from her crotch and get off in your pants too.” Added her dad with a tone of smug satisfaction in his voice.

CHAPTER 3: A TALK WITH MY MOTHER

"I know how you feel Donald, but it's not like Darlene intentionally meant to humiliate you, or didn't give you a reasonable explanation for her actions. After all, being the beautiful full blooded woman she is, it's understandable that she would be tempted to having sex with guys who were aggressive and well endowed and have the equipment to satisfy her needs.

"But she is a lovely girl and seems to think highly of you. After all, she did confess that you're the only guy she lets suck her pussy after she's been fucked. And since you apparently like the taste of her cream pie, that has to mean a lot to you, doesn't it?”

“M-Mother t-this is-is so h-humiliating t-to know t-that I-I have b-been s-slurping up her o-other guy's cum. C-Can't y-you see what I-I mean?”

“My dear son, if you wish to cry, you go right ahead. It's okay. Remember, you're a mama's boy and I'm your mama. Okay?”

“O-Okay mother.”

“Now Donald, since you've been exposed to her pussy and found it so tasty, you're going to be miserable not having her cream pie to eat, even though it's other men's creamy cum you're swallowing down. Therefore, baby, mommy is suggesting that you just get over it that you like eating other men's sperm mixed with her hot pussy juice. The more times you eat her creamy hair pie, the less you'll worry about your dignity as a man. In fact son, I think it's better if you not concern yourself about that in the least if you want to keep Darlene, since it's really fairly clear you can't match up to her standards of being a real man. You do understand that don't you?”

“SIGH! Y-Yes I-I do.”

“Good boy. Just remember, to have her as the love of your life, you should not be ashamed of being a virgin. In fact, it's obvious she adores that about you. Remember telling you all these years that saving yourself would contribute to making you a good catch. Plus she really seems thrilled that when eating her used pussy, you get so excited that you sometimes shoot off in your pants without touching yourself.”

CHAPTER 4: RECONCILLIATION?

After talking with mother, I knew I still cared deeply for Darlene, despite how she had treated me. It had been over a week and I missed seeing and talking with Darlene. She had tried to talk with me, but I had refused several of her calls. I was still upset at her, but nevertheless I did miss her.

So I decided to call her and just see if we could talk. I had no idea what direction our talk would head, but something in me was urging me to meet with her, so I did.

She seemed glad I finally returned her calls, and she invited me over the next Saturday afternoon. She warned me that she was expecting several visitors at different times, but that we could talk between their visits.

I offered to come by when she was not so busy, but she insisted that I come anyway.

When I arrived at the appointed time, Darlene was dressed in jeans and a low cut blouse. She looked so lovely, actually ravishing even in such a plain casual outfit.

Her dad was there and her mom was out with friends shopping. I had a hard time looking her dad in the face as we greeted each other. He was warm and casual and there was no hint in his demeanour that alluded to any of the candid and, for lack of a better word, salacious revealing conversation we had at my last visit.

He showed intense interest in the TV program he was watching. He waived us off, as Darlene asked me to go to her bedroom where we could talk without disturbing him.

As we sat on her bed and began to talk, I felt nervous and so inferior even sitting beside her. That is, after now knowing just how sexually sophisticated and promiscuous she really was. As we talked she pulled it out of me as to why I felt nervous and seemed sheepish.

“Donald, I want you to know this and I really mean it. I care about you and really like you. In fact, I love you darling. I want you as my soul mate. I need you. We can make our relationship work.”

“B-But what a-about y-your studs, w-won't t-they get u-upset because y-you're n-not going to-to be available to them like you...”

“Whoa Donald! Darling, let me explain something. At one time, I thought I just needed a strong man to keep my promiscuity in check. But now I know I need the dicks of many strong men, real men, to keep my pussy pleased. I like the diversity of many horny dicks. Plus I like being the slut I am. And as far as the type of soul mate I need. Donald, you're the ideal mate for me.

“I want my freedom to slut around and put out for men as I please. And I need a significant other that has the courage and strength to accept the humiliation and ridicule that goes with having me as their slutty mate. Donald, that's you. You're ideal for me, and I'm ideal for you. You're sweet, not confrontational, unassuming, and a well mannered mama's boy. And not to mention a virgin, that loves to eat to eat out my cum filled sloppy pussy. You just don't know how much that turns me on to have such a nice and hip guy like you eating my studs' jism out of my cunt.”

“Y-You think I-I'm hip a-and c-courageous?”

“You bet I do darling. That's why I only want you with your head between my legs slurping from my wet used snatch. You really make me feel so thrilled to have you sucking other men's cum from my pussy.”

“SIGH! I-I guess I-I should f-feel flattered. A-And I guess it-it goes without saying that y-your other m-men would be a-a part of our relationship?”

“Definitely darling, but don't worry, you'll get use to them and their cum, especially since you like the taste of the stuff in my pussy anyway.”

“DING! DONG!” The sound of the door bell was heard downstairs.

“C'mon Donald, I bet that's one of my old friends who I'm expecting. I want you to meet him. We can talk some more later.

I was pulled out of the room by Darlene as she yanked my hand and literally pulled me with her.

She opened the front door and greeted a tall muscular blond fellow, who she introduced as Dave. I was taken aback by the quick, but passionate wet kiss on the mouth that Darlene and he had. He shook my hand as she indicated that I was very close friend. I winced as we shook. My hand felt as if it had been in a vice grip once he released it.

“Donald honey, go sit and watch TV with daddy, while Dave and I go to my bedroom to catch up on old times.” Said Darlene with a hint of a giggle in her voice. I could tell she was thrilled to see this handsome well built guy, who obviously had probably been a jock in high school.

I was left standing there and looking foolish as the two of them literally raced up the stairs.

“C'mon over here and have a seat. You might as well be comfortable while they're up there doing their thing.” Darlene's dad said as he looked in my direction.

It then hit me hard. I had just met one of her guys that she was soon going to be having sex with.

“If you love my daughter and want to do right by her, don't worry, you'll spend a lot of time waiting on her being with her other men.” He added in a matter-of-fact tone.

“I didn't think that team was going to win.” Her dad said in the next breath as he changed the subject back to what was on TV.

I remained silent, as his burning words zinged around in my head. As I sat watching the TV, my mind was on what was happening upstairs. I couldn't help visualizing Dave, with his large brawny frame, hunched over driving, what I was sure was his well hung cock, deep into Darlene's delectable and eager wet warm pussy.

“You thinking about them fucking ain't you?” Spoke her dad breaking the silence and into my thoughts.

I could only grin and blush. I guess I didn't have to say anything, for he just smiled and continued to talk.

“You know Donald, any man that sits down here and waits on his gal to get fucked by another guy so he can eat her slimy twat, ain't much of a man, but I have to say I respect your nerve and gumption to do that for my daughter.”

“N-No S-Sir, I-I'm not g-gonna s-suck, er, I-I mean do that. T-That's not why I-I'm here. I-I just came over to-to talk.” I stammered terribly as I replied in a soft almost cracking voice. I know I hadn't planned on doing her orally, but I had already envisioned what her freshly fucked pussy was going to look like after Dave finished using her.

“Don't be nervous. It's okay if you like her that much. In fact, I think you two will make a nice couple. She needs a guy who can put up with her sleeping around. And with you having a taste for creamy cloche, it's a great match. Me and the wife like you two, even though we know you ain't much of a man. But we see you as somebody who'll stay in his place and be there for her when she needs her messy gash sucked. She really likes you doing that for her. We're both hoping you two make up.”

Her dad's comments were bitter sweet. I liked that he and his wife were favourable to me, but it hurt emotionally to know, and well accept, that I was not a man in their eyes as well as Darlene's.

There was a noise on the stairwell, it was Dave. He spoke to Darlene's dad warmly as they exchanged some small talk. Apparently they knew each other.

“You two have a good time?”

“Yes sir, a real good time.” He said to her dad, as he emphasized the word “good”.

Then he looked at me.

“By the way, Donald Darlene wants you to come upstairs and help her clean up.” He said with an obvious smirk as he looked me straight in the face.

I also heard her dad issue a low chuckle. To be in the presence of two such masculine men and to hear their reactions made me feel so humiliated. I wondered if Dave knew I had a history of licking Darlene's used pussy.

As Dave left, still red face and flushed, I went up to Darlene's bedroom. I knocked and she called out for me to come in.

Time I opened the door, the obvious strong smell of sex hit me in the face. The sight before me caused me to freeze momentarily.

Darlene was reclined on her bed with two large pillows at her back. Her legs were lazily parted wide and the sight of her messy, cum oozing frazzled bush was literally as I had envisioned it after a sturdy fucking by Dave.

“C'mon in Donald darling. I feel so wonderful. You like what you see?”

“D-Darlene, w-why d-did you invite m-me over a-and t-t-treat me like...”

“Simple, because I love you.”

“Y-You love me?”

“C'mon over and sit here beside me Donald. You'll get a closer look at my pussy pie. Dave really worked on it. He shot off twice.”

I said nothing but did as she asked, and couldn't believe one guy could shoot of that much sperm to make her cunt so messy.

“You've never seen my cunt really messy have you? Does it look yummy to you?”

“P-Please Darlene, I-I'm not g-g-going to-to do w-what you e-expect. I-I just c-came over to talk to you. I-I don't know why. B-But I-I do have strong feelings for you. I-I just thought w-we could work something out... M-Mother told m-me to give it a try. S-So t-that's w-why...”

“Would you have come if she had not prompted you?”

“P-Probably so.”

“Don't be so nervous honey. Don't be afraid to look at my pussy. Go ahead and put your hand in it if you wish. It'll be good for you to play in it and to have another man's spend on your hands.”

“P-Please Darlene, l-lets be serious. Do y-you t-think there is-is a chance f-for us.”

“Of course there is Donald. It's really simple. One, we already know we love each other. Two, I want you to remain a virgin until we're wed, as does your mom I might add. Three, I need well hung men, now and as well as when we're married, so you'll have to share me with them – that's non-negotiable. Four, you like to eat sloppy jism soaked pussy.

“Donald, as I've told you before, we are a perfect match. And mother and dad think very well of you too. They really like you better than all of the other guys I've brought home, that are to be my husband. However, they understand and accept that I'm going to need a hung stud in bed. They are having a hard time seeing why you don't accept that, especially since you love sucking my creamy fuck pie.”

“O-Oh Darlene, I-I c-can't make you s-see h-how humiliating it-it is f-for m-me t-to...”

“Donald, stop whining and look at me. C'mon look me in the face. Now!” Darlene's raised voice caught my attention and caused me to snap my head around to look her in the face.

“You have got to understand, and accept, that there is nothing wrong with humiliation for you. Especially humiliation that turns you on. Sweetie, you wouldn't come in your pants if you didn't enjoy sucking up after a better man. Okay? So let's be a man about this whole thing. You can handle being treated like the little dick, cum eating mama's boy you are. Okay!”

I felt tears swelling up in my eyes and I knew that if I didn't get out of there, I was going to break down and start crying. Which would be full vindication in Darlene's eyes that I was truly a pantywaist mama's boy.

Apparently she noticed my situation and grabbed my arm and pulled me to her before I could move. She pulled me to her naked breast, and held me. In our relationship, she forbid me from touching her magnificent boobs, so it was so wonderful to be close to them and her naked body, even if her luscious tits still had the Dave's hand prints showing so clearly all over them.

“That's it my sweetie, pie go ahead and have a good cry. Get it all out. Don't hold back. Accept your station in life and in our relationship. It'll be so far less stressful. Why I bet you're hard, here let me see. Yes you are! See, your body is trying to tell you to do what's best.”

Darlene had grabbed by crotch and found my erect prick and held me securely. She had me and even though I tried to hold back my tears, I couldn't. I started sobbing and then finally the flood gates opened and I just gave up trying to stop.

“That's it, you big baby, let it all come out. Get all that water out of your eyes. It's good for you. Keep on crying while Mommy Darlene holds you.”

She had proved her case and we both knew it.

Finally after a short while, my uncontrolled crying was down to uncontrolled sobbing.

“SOB!... I-I'm... SOB!... Sorry D-Darlene ... SOB!... I-I ... SOB!...”

“That's okay Donald darling, I understand. You can make it up to me.”

“I-I ... SOB!... Can? ... SOB!...”

“Yes Donald, just do what you do best, be the nice boy I want you to be and do this for me. It would make me so happy, and you too.” She whispered in a hoarse sexy voice, before positioning and guiding my head to her exposed gloppy gamy cunt.

I let out a loud sigh, as I surrendered myself to her desire.

Her neatly trimmed bush was still a total slimy mess, but there was something about her cum smeared and oozing snatch that attracted me more than repulsed me. I did want to taste her, even if it did humiliate and disgrace me and annotate me as less than the type of man she labelled a man. As I put my face in her nasty looking crotch, the smell and taste became more of an erotic flavouring, as I licked, lapped and started nosily sucking up the gluey, slimy, heated results of her previous fuck session with her stud, Dave.

In my mind's eye, his smirking face appeared with him inviting me to go clean up the mess he made between the legs of the woman I knew I now really loved.

After getting her to a rousing orgasm, and in the process swallowing an awful lot of Dave's deeply deposited semen, we both cleaned up and just lay there on her bed talking.

“Donald darling, that was so wonderful. I just can't describe how good it was hearing and feeling you sucking out Dave's heavy thick loads. Don't you worry in the least, we're going to have a great relationship and you're going to get over any shame you might still have, as I feed you more and more cream pies.”

While my ego was greatly boosted from having given Darlene a very exhilarating orgasm from my oral activity, I still felt a great deal of humiliation just having this conversation with her.

I felt a sense of mental relief, but also a sense of deep shame that the woman I knew I loved, knew just what an inadequate male I was.

“DING! DONG!” It was the doorbell again.

“That must be Dan! C'mon, I want you to meet him too!” Spoke Darlene gleefully as she again pulled me from the bed and down the stairs to meet another tall muscular stud, who this time had jet black hair.

Again, Darlene passionately greeted Dan with a juicy on mouth kiss. Again, my hand was almost crushed by Dan's much bigger and stronger rough hands, as we shook. And again I was directed to watch TV with her dad, while she and Dan went to “Talk over old times in her bedroom.”

This time Darlene's dad glanced at me with a slight grin and whether he knew I had gone down on his daughter and mouth cleaned her well fucked pussy, or not, I certainly felt that he suspected it.

He said nothing except to return his face to the TV screen.

We both sat in silence for a long while. All the while my mind was in turmoil, not really absorbing what was happening on TV.

“Donald my dick is hard from seeing them fine pieces of ass on TV. Come here a minute, I need you to help me with something.” Her Dad suddenly said, breaking into the whirlwind of thought circling in my head.

Not thinking the two phrases he uttered were connected, I followed him as he walked a short distance down a side hall, to apparently what was a guest bedroom.

He walked in and I followed. While he went to a nearby window and lowered the blinds, he directed me to sit on the bed.

When he returned he stood in front of me. The bulge in his pants was more apparent now than I had noticed before. I was still uncertain as to what was about to unfold until he unbuckled his pants and unzipped them. He did it so quickly. Before I knew it, they were on the floor around his ankles and he had also pushed his shorts down too.

In an instant, I was looking at his sizable erection that was hardening and soon was jutting out and up. His dick head was swollen, bloated and shiny, and large.

Being caught off guard by his sudden action, It took me a while to ascertain what was about to be asked of me as I sat facing head on what looked to be an 8 inch stout rigid dick in need of relief.

“You like what you see Donald? How about giving my dick some of that sucking you give my daughter's slimy cunt.”

“O-OH NO! S-Sir I-I can't do t-that. I-I'm n-not gay. I-I've never s-s-sucked a m-man's p-penis b-before.” I replied nervously and pitifully.

“Well, my boy there is always a first time. And with you so accustomed to the taste of jism, you already got half of being a cocksucker down. Now c'mon open your sissy mouth and wrap your girlish mama's boy lips around my dick. You've had your mouth on a pussy where a lot of dicks have been. Now you're just tasting one dick. C'mon Donald, this will be a good experience for both of us.”

“P-Please S-Sir, I-I c-can't...”

“Damn it! My dick is hard! Stop messing around you pipsqueak pantywaist!”

“SLAP!” He hit me with a backhand slap. It made more noise than actually hurting me, but it got my attention. I knew then and there he meant business.

“That ain't nothing compared to when I make a fist. See this?” His large fisted hand terrified me even more. I knew I had to do what was demanded of me.

“P-P-Please s-sir! D-Don't h-hurt me! I-I'll do w-what you want.” Being easily intimidated and frightened, I feared being hit and the resulting pain.

I knew there was not much for me to do but to give in to him.

I replied quickly and in a very scared tone.

“P-Please t-tell m-me what t-to do.” I asked of him. And he did.

I closed my eyes as I gingerly licked his big shiny, almost glassy dick head and tasted his clear pre-cum.

As I got use to moving my mouth around his rigid manly member, licking and suckling on his big penis was easier than I had assumed it to be. It was obvious he was thrilled and was enjoying my oral administrations on his hot rigid dick.

I could also sense he was pleased at my change in behaviour, which I didn't think about it, but had gone from fright and horror to probing curiosity with my tongue and lips and mouth.

Once he got ready for me to let his cock slip in between my lips, he made sure I knew how to keep my teeth out of the way.

“That's it Donald, don't be afraid of being a sissy sucker. It's good for both of us.” Her dad said as half of his large thick member filled my mouth and I slowly suckled it as he directed me to.

I continued to suckle him as he held the back of my head. Soon, he was slowly fucking my mouth and moaning. It was obvious he found great pleasure in using me this way to sooth his rigid rod.

Moments later he began moaning louder and it became obvious to me by his motions that he might be approaching the point of no return and nearing ejaculation of his semen.

There was nothing I could to do to stop him, so I just prepared myself for what was to come. I surmised I would have to swallow fast as I was sure he would be spurting heavy and rapid. I was right on both accounts, except I didn't count on the viscosity being so thick and his ejaculate being so hot.

There was a heated trail going down my gullet as I swallowed his copious discharge of cum.

I had my eyes closed while all this was happening so as to better concentrate on what I had to do. Darlene's dad ordered me to continue milking his slowly softening and shrinking penis, and I kept my eyes closed for a few moments while doing as he commanded.

When I did open them, to my utter surprise, Darlene was holding her cell phone not more than a foot away getting a close of all the action that had taken place. As soon as I realized what was going on I sought to break free of the hold her dad had on me. He did release me and also pulled his thick dick head from my lips. It made a loud plop. An obvious indication I was applying suction to his dick at that moment. A definite indication I was not ready for him to pull out for anyone looking at Darlene's video. In addition, there was a slimy string of drool between my lips and his dick head, which I knew had to add to the humiliating nature of the video.

“A damn good blow job Donald! Your boyfriend definitely can suck!” Her dad spoke as he addressed both of us.

Darlene was giggling at having secured a prize video clip of me.

I begged her to destroy it, but she continued to laugh at me as I blushed and tried to explain how her dad took advantage of me.

“Aw come on Donald, it was just as good for me as it was for you.” He said laughing as he pulled his shorts and pants up and zipped up, before leaving the room, and me and Darlene in it on the bed.

“P-Please Darlene, d-destroy t-that...”

“Donald, I'm going got keep it as a memento of this moment. Plus, I know dad really liked your suck job. So I want you to come by every Saturday afternoon he's watching TV and offer him head. I think that'll be a great way for you to bond. After all, I want you to become his future son-in-law.”

Darlene wouldn't bulge on her position and quickly ran out of the room, but returned a short time later without her cell phone. She let me know she had hidden it in the event I tried to get it away from her.

She pushed me back on the bed and the next thing I knew she was straddling my chest and was moving her crotch up to my face.
"Darling, let’s forget about you sucking cum out of daddy's dick and get you focused on getting out the loads that Dan left in my muff.”

As before, her cunt was gamy and ripe with the strong smell of fresh semen. I knew there was no sense in trying in any way to repulse or refuse Darlene. She wanted me to clean up she and her stud's fuck gunk and that was that. Before she lowered her rather wet bush on my face, she briefly paused to pull out what appeared to be a piece of plastic wrap and threw it on the floor.

“Just to keep as much as of his load in there for you darling”, was her quick and urgent explanation as he pressed her cunt on my face and then she moaned as she began to rotate it over my face. My probing tongue soon made contact with her heavily oozing slit. I sucked the heavy flow down as she moaned loudly and pleasurably.

Her pussy was obviously much sloppier after this second fucking with the stud known as Dan. I sucked and sucked and drank down a lot of their combined fuck fluids. It took a while but Darlene finally got off my face after another rousing and loud vocal orgasm.

“Oh Donald, that was so fantastic! Yes, I just know you and I are going to be so happy when we're married. No matter who I go out and get fucked by, it's going to be so wonderful to know I can come home to you and your wonderful tongue and slurping and sucking mouth. You really make me feel so wonderful and excited when we're together. I just love the way you attend to my pussy.”

CHAPTER 5: MY BOSS MEETS DARLENE

My job at GB Industries was as an analyst in the accounting department. It was not the most exciting work, but I hoped to use it to get away from being under mother's tight control of my life. I didn't want to remain in Phantomville after graduating from the nearby state university, but of course mother wouldn't hear of that. Hence, here I am.

Oh well, I was making the best of where I was at the moment and after saving up a bit, then I would make my escape from Phantomville. My only problem was that even my pay check was monitored by mother, but I did have a secret account, where I was saving money she knew nothing about.

The situation with Darlene had also complicated my planning, as I never anticipated becoming so emotionally attached to her. Was the relationship going to lead to the altar? I wasn't sure. She wanted me to become her cuckold.

While I have been her cuckold boyfriend, I still had some reluctance about being her cuckold husband.

Well anyway, this day, the GBI Division head was walking through our department and I was introduced to him as a new employee. He shook my hand and again his strong grip caused me to wince noticeably.

“You've gotten to strengthen your grip there.” He said as he chuckled at me.

I saw him notice Darlene's picture on my desk. It was a rather small photo, around 2” X 3”, but apparently her tits caught his eye.

“Nice looking young lady. Your fiancée?” Asked Mr. Mike Foster, the GBI Division Head.

“Er, n-no sir, just a close friend.” I replied.

He also asked her name, which surprised me.

“D-Darlene.” I stammered out a reply.

“Her last name?” His asking that also surprised me.

I slowly told him.

“Well... Donald”, he said after pausing to look at my desk name plate, we expect our employees to get married and settle down, as we like to project we are a family values company. Do bring her around to meet some of us here at GBI at our next social function so she can see she should be marrying a fine young employee such as yourself and start raising a family.” Mr. Foster said.

He moved on and left me standing there.

I didn't expect to hear any more from him or about his perfunctory visit. However, two weeks later, I got a personal invitation from Mr. Foster's office for me and my ‘close friend Darlene’ to attend a greet and meet for new employees of the Division.

I didn't know much about Mike Foster, but I'd heard some rumours that the handsome, tall, well built, top manager was a skirt chaser. That automatically caused me concern about having him and Darlene in the same room. I was being humiliated enough with similar type men she found on her own. The last thing I needed to do was introduce her to such a stud where I worked.

Therefore, I decided to not tell her about the event. However, something rather strange happened. She found out about it from a phone call from Mike Foster's office. I remembered he had asked her last name. Now I was beginning to have an ominous feeling about this. But I also had to give myself a warning about being too paranoid too.

Darlene called me and was very excited about going to the company dinner at one of the fashionable local hotels.

I told her that I wasn't sure I was going to attend.

“It's going to be boring.” I told her. I didn't dare tell her the reason I didn't want to go. My paranoia had grown the more I thought about her getting a call to attend. I also thought about several other brawny looking guys that Darlene would attract, and knowing her, I'd find myself sucking their cum out of her popular pussy. And with them in the same building with me, my humiliation would reach a new high.

I decided the risk was too great to mix Darlene with the temptation of picking up another guy she would readily be attracted to, even though she would be out on a date with me. You see, it has happened before, more than a couple of times, and afterwards when she'd come back to me coerce me into sucking her used cunt clean of their abundant ejaculations.

Yes, she is fully aware she's humiliating me by her actions, but as she has told me many times, “Donald darling, you can handle such humiliation better than a real man, because you're not one”.

As she has a weakness for aggressive, well built, and well hung studs, I apparently have a weakness for her hot hairy cream pies. She knows that I find it hard to say no to her, no matter how much shame and abasement it causes me.

Well, I had assumed that my decision to attend the GBI new employees' function was final and that I would not hear anymore of the matter. However, the Friday afternoon of the event, my boss called me in and asked if it was true that I had not planned to attend.

Caught off guard, I slowly admitted that I was not attending.

“Well Donald, you have caught the eye of Mr. Foster who thinks you have a potentially bright future here at GBI, so I strongly recommend you reconsider going. Understand?” He said as he stared me directly in my face.

I'm easily intimidated, so his actions put me on the defensive. I quickly answered.

“Y-Yes sir, I-I understand.” I relied stammering.

“Good, then I'll be looking forward to seeing you there and be sure you bring your friend Darlene.” He replied with what I considered a sinister smile.

I was shaken by the meeting and that ominous feeling had come back upon me.

After work, and after picking her up, I confronted Darlene as to whether she had anything to do with my boss knowing I had not planned to attend.

“No. But a Mr. Foster's secretary called me early this afternoon and asked about the spelling of my last name so she could get it right for the registry of those attending. When I told her we were not attending, she asked me to stay on the line. When she returned, she told me you had changed your mind and was attending.” Darlene replied.

My concern had shifted from Darlene to Mike Foster. And I was beginning to feel manipulated too. Again, I was beginning to feel I was going to be at the mercy of influences I had no control over.

CHAPTER 6: THE GBI SOCIAL EVENT

The GBI social was quite an event. There were a lot of folks there from all 4 GBI Division which were located in different parts of Phantomville.

Each Division employed about 300 employees.

The evening started off well. We had a great meal, and Darlene and I were seated with another couple in our age group, so we had a lot in common to talk about.

My boss and other senior managers were at a head table and quite a distance from me. That made me feel better since I was still a bit paranoid about even being at the event.

Darlene was having a great time and looked radiant. My worry was that while I found her that way, I'm sure other men were also looking too. She was easy the best overall looking girl at our table of 10 couples.

There was a band that played soft dinner music. However, after dinner, the dining area was expanded by the opening of a folding wall, and a dance area created.

I'm not much a dancer, but I did get out on the floor with Darlene. The other couple that sat next to us also came out on the floor.

After a couple of twirls, we returned to our tables and continued to chat.

I was having a great time, and since there was an open bar, that made it even better. I chided myself for not planning to come. Mike Foster seemed preoccupied with his stunning date, who I assumed was Mrs. Foster, and my boss was also with his wife.

It looked as if I had become a worrywart for no reason. I continued to enjoy the company and companionship of Darlene and couple I'd mentioned earlier.

The guy's name was Dennis. He worked in the Western GBI Division and he also told me a similar story about planning not to attend, but his boss called him in and insisted he come.

However, in his case, he had let his co-workers know and the boss found out that way. He did mention that he too was surprised that his Division Chief had also come by his desk and noticed his girl's photo - her name was Dorothy - and encouraged he bring her to the social event.

As he and I were talking about our jobs, out of nowhere, Mike Foster shows up and introduces himself. At the same time, Dennis' Division Chief also shows up.

The two top executives are after dances with our girls.

Dennis seemed very pleased that his top manager was interested in dancing with Dorothy or Dot as she called herself. I on the other hand felt a pang in my stomach as Darlene eagerly accepted the hand of Mr. Foster, before the words "Okay" were out of my mouth.

I could easily see the twinkle in her eyes from being sought out by such a handsome and important man.

As I sat there, my paranoia ran rampant. Dennis on the other hand seemed thrilled that his big boss took such interest in him and his girl.

To make matters worse, the two managers kept our girls for 2 dances. The second one a very slow one and I noticed that Darlene and Mike Foster were very close to each other as they danced.

The dance finally ended. I was glad because I was a nervous wreck, even though I tried to keep my cool.

But what happened next I was not prepared for.

As soon as Darlene and Dot were returned to our tables by Dennis' and my Big Bosses, there was an announcement made that all the ladies were to be excused to an adjoining room, while we GBI employees were divided into different groups to discuss a company strategic planning issue for a few minutes.

We were assured that our ladies would be suitably entertained while we were in this special session.

Dennis and I were separated as we joined folks from our respective Divisions. The groups that he and I were in were sent to smaller meeting rooms.

I didn't give Mike Foster and my paranoia another thought, as I just assumed he would by necessity be too involved in this special and unexpected planning sessions at this event.

As I joined my boss in my newly assigned room, he let me know that this was normal and that it would be over in less than an hour.

I groaned at having to listen at GBI business planning propaganda. Also Mike Foster's short appearance also further allayed my fears of him making advances on Darlene.

True to my immediate boss's assessment, the special meeting lasted just slightly under an hour and we were rejoined with our dates in the main ballroom, before we were dismissed.

Darlene was a bit giddy, but I attributed it to her being in the company of the other women as she and Dot were entertained by a group of comics while Dennis and I were in those special sessions.

We said goodbye to Dennis and Dot and headed home.

I could tell Darlene seemed excited about something, but couldn't put my hand on it.

I thought this was going to be a very boring affair Donald, but it turned out to be so much more, so much more. Thank you so much for changing your mind and of course for bringing me." She said as she kissed me on the lips passionately as we were temporarily stopped at a red light.

We continued to chat about the people we met during the evening until we reached her house.

It was late, when we arrived, but Darlene was insistent that I come in.

I assumed she was randy and wanted a goodnight tongue lashing, and I was game for that, especially when her sweet pussy was not full of some stud's jism.

While I could handle the taste of semen and pussy juice and the concoction did have a unique taste, when I was just sucking up pussy juice, I didn't have a humiliation hangover.

Darlene's folks were in bed, so she quickly led me by the hand to her bedroom.

"Donald darling, you are really going to be proud of me and really thank me for all I have done this evening." She blurted out excitedly, as soon as the door was closed.

She quickly began undressing and was down to her camisole and thong panties. Having seen her panties often, I noticed a wad of cloth in her crotch.

In addition, my nose began to pick up the faint musky odour of semen. I was telling myself it couldn't be true that Darlene had a chance to get fucked tonight.

But as she continued to talk, I literally was left in a state of unexpected shock.

"So you see darling, Mr. Foster and I really hit it off well. He was so taken by me and how much I wanted to be your wife that he wants to help us out. When he confessed that my beauty couldn't help but excite him and give him a hard on, I also confessed he had heated me up too.

He and I arranged to meet while you were in that special session. He had a room in the hotel. We went there and had a great fuck. He really is some cocksman darling. And he's really a heavy cummer too. He shot off three times.

"This is his hanky in my pussy slit. I really wanted to bring as much of his cum as I could back to you honey. Plus after I slipped and revealed you were a cream pie eater, he fully encouraged I do so. He wants you to eat his cum too darling.

"So are you proud of me for negotiating with him to advance you the money for an engagement ring, in return for some pussy from time to time? He really appreciated me being so cooperative and not a prude about helping him with his hard-on. He's also going to put you on a special project that can better utilize your special talents - those were his words darling."

I just sat silent as I tried to sort out all that Darlene had revealed. One I was going to be moved to a special project because of some special skills I had which I didn't have the foggiest idea about. Two, I would be getting a pay increase and out of that I would be getting a sizable advance to buy her the 2 carat engagement ring she's always told me she wanted, and which I couldn't afford. And also, in my own mind I wasn't sure I was going to get it anyway, as I wasn't sure Darlene was the right girl for me, even if she and others thought so. Three, now that she had intentionally, or inadvertently told Mike Foster about my weakness for sucking used pussy, I knew my humiliation would reach a depth I couldn't even imagine. The thought of leaving GBI passed across my mind as I sat there flustered and perplexed as to how all this could be happening to me.

I was sitting in the easy chair that was in Darlene's room. I leaned all the way back and had my head tilted back horizontally, such that I was looking up the ceiling.

Darlene was saying something, but my mind had blocked her out as I thought about the despair that I seemed to constantly encounter. I closed my eyes to rest them as I was thinking.

Moments later, I noticed the presence of Darlene before me. As I opened my eyes and started to lean forward, she pushed me back as she put a foot on each arm of the easy chair and proceeded to climb up such that she was able to hold onto chair back. Then she proceeded to squat, which brought her drenched, gamy, hairy snatch right over my head. She pushed her crotch right into my upturn and instructed me to suck her “good”.

"Don't struggle, Donald, just give that good feeling you do so well. C'mon darling, it'd your boss's cum after all. You should be eager to suck up his stuff after all he promised to do for us." Darlene said in a husky moaning tone as he sought the pleasure of my mouth on her slutty slimy fuck slit.

I was so confused as to how all this could happen to me, yet her words and her pussy were drawing me to submit to her in what had to be most serious bout of humiliation for me yet.

Not only did I find some strange erotic masochistic comfort in knowing that it was Mike Foster's jism I was slowly slurping down, but that he also knew and had directed Darlene to feed it to me. I felt I had reached rock bottom in regard to my dignity and self worth.

To add to my indignity, I felt my prick pressing tightly against the fabric of my trousers. Not only did I have a strong hard-on, but I could tell it had a mind of its own and that it was going to take every scrap of my will power I had to keep from coming in my shorts tonight.

Darlene was really excited as she wildly rotated and thrashed her very wet and well fucked cunt over my upturned face. And for some reason her intense arousal was infecting me too, when logically it shouldn't. I now was finally forced to admit to myself, that I must be sexually aroused by being abjectly humiliated and verbally degraded.

She was quite right, Mike Foster's cum was plentiful and thick as rich cream. Darlene's cunt brought a lot of it back to me.

"OOOOH Yessss! Suck your boss's cum out of my pussy. Get it all darling, he wants you to have it... He told me to feed you his fuck... He's quite a man darling... and his dick is so big and sturdy. Get use to it darling, I'm sure he'll want to feed you a lot more... a lot more."

Darlene got off twice as she vigorously scrubbed and tightly ground her dense, but trim bush all over my face.

Unfortunately, I also got off too, in my shorts. I tried to hold back but it was to no avail. I just couldn't hold back as Darlene pressed her cunt so tightly to my face as she came that second time. For some reason, knowing that I was causing her to feel so good always has a powerful effect on me.

She continued to keep her wet pussy on my face for a few moments until she rode the aftershocks of her last orgasm. Finally she got down and we both began to compose ourselves. She went to the bathroom nearby, and a short time later returned with a damp wash rag for me to wipe my face.

“Donald, you don't seem happy by all that has happened tonight. Mr. Foster has taken us under his wings. He wants us to get married.”

“It-It's all s-so sudden a-and unexpected.” I replied softly.

Darlene went on to tell me that Mike Foster did indeed suggest that she and I should get married soon, but she told him that she'd always wanted a June wedding, so she wanted to wait until then, which was several months away.

She said Foster was understanding and asked her if she wanted a lot of c***dren, to which she quickly replied yes. She's told me the same thing – that is she wanted to have at least 6 k**s.

“Mr. Foster seems to really be an alright guy. He said he wants to do what he can to help us get our marriage off and running and on the way to having a family.”

“D-Darlene, I-I really wish y-you hadn't told him a-about... Uh... Well about me a-and y-your cream pies. I-I know h-he must think I-I'm so perverted.”

“No darling he doesn't. He said that guys like you aren't that unusual. He was so easy to talk too. And I confessed to him that I loved feeding you my cream pies after I'd fucked other men. He asked more questions about you and, well, I guess I told him more stuff too.”

“Y-You did? Like what?”

“That you're a virgin. He asked me how I knew and, well, I told him that your mother had you in a cock lock for over 10 years, so I was pretty sure.”

“Oh my God! I-I'm lucky to-to have a job when I go in next week. D-Darlene how c-could you...”

“Donald honey, he really seemed to be delighted to hear what I told him. In fact he said hearing what I told him got him hard again. That's when he fucked me the third time. He mentioned that what I'd told him was very valuable and would definitely help you do well in the special project he had in mind for you.”

I was an emotional wreck the whole weekend, thinking of what was going to happen on Monday morning. Darlene consoled me by repeatedly telling me how naturally suited I was to endure any ensuing humiliation that might result.

Darlene was also still ranting and raving about what a handsome stud Mike Foster was, even as she fed me more of her used gooey pussy after she did bed time with three of her regular “fuck buddy studs” over the weekend.

CHAPTER 7: MONDAY MORNING

When I arrived at work Monday morning, I was on pins and needles. I feared having to face Mike Foster after all the stuff Darlene had told, especially since he knew of me and cream pies and that he sent one to me that he helped make.

However, nothing out of the ordinary happened until about 9:00 AM. My boss called me into his office and told me that I was to clean out my desk, as I would be working in an office in the executive suite area, as I had been reassigned to a special project.

He congratulated me. I asked him what was the nature of the special project and he said that he was not liberty to discuss it, but based on my qualifications, I should do well. He didn't tell me what the qualifications were either.

Again, I had this ominous feeling. I remembered Darlene's words in reference to what Mike Foster told her, but couldn't make any sense out it all. However, I did as I was directed and went to my newly assigned special project.

I was told to report to a certain office and wait outside until someone came over to unlock it.

To my utter surprise as well as my chagrin, it was none other than Mike Foster himself.