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On the way to Mike's condo, we debated why Christian would give his two-
week's notice and at the same time invite us for dinner.
"Faith can't stand the idea of knowing that if Christian does his job
well, he gets rewarded with your cock-loving lips around his dick. Now
that she's learned to enjoy giving blowjobs, she doesn't want to share
him under any circumstances. And I bet that at the same time she is
grateful to you for showing her how to suck and fuck and she wants to
tell you in person."
Mike spoke with certainty but I wasn't so sure. I was still unsure when
we returned to their apartment.
Christian and Faith opened the door and greeted us cheerfully. They
were both dressed casually and I was glad I decided to do the same,
changing into jeans and a red tank-top over my new Valentine's Day bra
and panty set. Mike wore his chinos but also switched to a casual t-
shirt. I noticed that Faith was wearing jeans and a t-shirt which was
tight enough to show off her curves in a way her family surely would
have disapproved.
Faith gestured toward the dining table where there were paper plates, a
stack of napkins, a bucket of fried chicken and a container of potato
salad.
"I hope this is OK - we didn't have any time to cook."
Faith and Christian exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, and
this made Mike look at me and smile too. His look said "I told you so."
"This looks great. Can I get a beer?"
Christian spoke.
"No beer, but we've got juice, water, Cokes."
"Water is fine."
We sat down in the living room, paper plates on our laps or on the
coffee table, and made some awkward small talk. I kept watching Faith,
who seemed to alternate between casting glances at her husband and then
sweetly smiling at Mike. I knew something was up and couldn't wait for
Faith any longer.
"So Christian, what's this about you giving two-week's notice to Mike?"
Faith spoke.
"I told Christian that I can't allow him to work there anymore. I told
him if he gets another one of your "bonuses" I'd leave him."
Nobody spoke until Faith continued.
"Look, Melissa, I appreciate what you did and all but you can
understand, right? I mean, you bein' a woman and all."
"No, I understand completely. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I don't think I
could share Mike with anyone."
"Well, you might not like what I have to say then. Now, I said that I
appreciate what y'all did for me. I know you meant well, and wanted to
help save my marriage. That's why we invited you here tonight."
Faith paused, while I waited for the other shoe to drop. Faith took a
deep breath then looked at me.
"I want you to teach me everything you know about pleasing men. And I
want to practice with Mike while you two watch."
Shock and anger swept across my face but I tried to keep control.
"How about if I demonstrate on Mike and you practice on your husband?"
"No. I want you and Christian to see what it's like to watch your
spouse or your boyfriend have sex with someone else. Look, you three
lied and manipulated me so that you could get what you wanted. I'm
being up front about this. I could just proposition Mike myself, and
from what I've heard he chases any skirt with a pulse. I want you to
teach me everything you know, and then experience what I felt, Melissa."
I wanted to tell her that Mike is a one-woman man now, but I watched to
see if Mike would say anything. He didn't, and the room was quiet until
Faith delivered her coup de grace.
"If you do this, I'll let Christian go back to work. I'd just need your
agreement that for him, bonuses will be in cash again. But if you
don't, I'll contact the state labor commission about Mike's bonus
system. I wonder if they'd be interested in something that obviously
discriminates against gays. I mean what about gay employees who don't
want a bonus from a woman but want it from a man? You ready to hire a
man to work alongside Melissa, Mike? Are you ready for publicity about
your business practices? I'm sure one of the local news channels would
love to run that report during sweeps."
I realized that beneath Faith's sweet, innocent southern manner lurked
the heart of a woman unafraid to do whatever it took to get what she
wanted. And she wanted my boyfriend.
"Can we have a minute to talk this over?"
Faith and Christian moved into the kitchen while I sat down next to
Mike. He spoke first.
"I know this is hard for you baby but I think we should just do what she
wants."
"No! I don't want to teach her and then watch her with you. You just
want to fuck her so you can keep your top salesman. We can replace
Christian, he isn't even that good at selling. He was motivated by
sexual frustration to get his deals, right? That motivation is over
now. And forget about that other stuff, she's bluffing."
Mike chuckled softly, then shook his head.
"Now you know what it's like to have the proverbial shoe on the
proverbial other foot, Melissa."
I looked at Mike and shook my head, even as I knew just what he meant.
I had played a dangerous game, and now I was paying the price. Mike
helped me satisfy a fantasy and I never thought about how the other
woman might feel, watching her husband fuck me. I had justified it by
believing that Faith needed to see what it takes to release her inner
slut, and now that inner slut was released and had her eyes on my man!
"No baby, I don't want to see you with her. Let's just tell the bitch to
forget it and let's just go, OK?"
"No. We have to do this."
I knew he was right and I hated it. Mike called out to our hosts.
"OK, Faith, we'll do it."
Faith and Christian came back into the room, with Christian looking like
the boy who just saw his dog hit by a car, and Faith looking like she
had won the lottery. Faith spoke.
"OK, I don't want to use our bed, that's reserved for me and Christian
until we can afford to buy a new one. So let's move the table out of
the way, and Christian, you can stand over there by the doorway, and
Mike, take off your t-shirt and jeans and stand in front of the couch."
"So what should I do, Melissa?"
"First off, a bitch, I mean, a slut knows how to dress, and undress for
her man. At least skin tight t-shirt and jeans are better than burlap
sack dresses."
"You know, you can say whatever you want but you might as well accept
that this is happening. You told me to release my inner slut and now
you're surprised at the result? Keep your comments to yourself and
teach me."
I started by cupping my tits and bending over at the waist, giving Mike
an eyeful of the girls before I turned away from him, gyrating my ass as
I reached down and pulled the tank-top over my head. Then I turned at
the shoulder and looked back at Mike, while I slipped my hands under the
bra and slipped it off my shoulders. When I turned back to him, my
right arm covered my tits until I slipped the hand off my left boob and
drew it across my chest, just underneath my bustline.
Then I unbuttoned my jeans and moved the zipper down, showing the top of
my new panty. I turned away from Mike as I slowly worked them down over
my hips, showing him my ass until the jeans were down around my knees,
where I released them and awkwardly pulled my feet through the legs.
Melissa didn't give any inkling that she cared about my little gibes.
She was focused on Mike and had him right where she wanted. She
duplicated my motions but with a lot more enthusiasm, and when her bra
came off she proudly cupped her tits in front of Mike, then squeezed her
nipples and let out a little moan. Her tits were bigger than mine, DD
for sure, and I watched Mike's eyes for any hint of a reaction. He
tried to hide it but I could see he loved what he saw.
When her jeans came off I saw that the grandma panties were gone,
replaced by a thong. Now we stood before Mike in our panties, Melissa's
petite, lean yet very curvaceous body rocking Mike's eyes.
"What now, Melissa?"
"Whether you're a bible-humper or a cock-loving slut, you worship from
your knees."
"Keep your comments to yourself, Melissa."
I hated her but I knew this was my penance. I was wrong to fuck
Christian in her bed, but maybe if I did what she asked, she'd stick
with her own man and Mike and I can go on as if nothing ever happened.
I decided to adjust my attitude.
"A slut worships the cock, Faith. And God or cock, we worship from our
knees. "
We sank to our knees at Mike's feet. Faith got an up-close look at
Mike's package and her mouth hung open in front of it.
"That's good, Faith, just hold your mouth open so it can be filled with
cock."
She frowned at me again.
"OK, this is what you do. Slowly pull down his boxers ..."
Faith yanked down Mike's boxers and his cock sprung forward.
"I knew it was big when I touched him last night but oh my god, its
huge! Show me what to do, Melissa!"
Faith's lips were inches from Mike's cock, and I wanted to scream in
pure white-hot hatred. But I didn't. I was resigned to playing this
woman's game until I could take Mike home and try to forget any of this
ever happened.
"First twirl your tongue around the head. Then slowly explore down the
shaft with your tongue until you reach his balls, dance your tongue
around each one then lick slowly back up toward the head."
I demonstrated, and even before I returned to the head of his cock,
Faith pulled it away and began to pleasure him. She twirled her tongue
gently around the head, then slowly and deliberately explored the
underside of his shaft until she found his huge sac, which she loudly
gobbled. Then she licked and kissed her way back to the head.
"Now that you've coated the cock with saliva, you can stroke it while
you stimulate the head some more."
I demonstrated again, then lifted the shaft up to show her the bottom of
the head.
"Vibrate your tongue right here and you'll turn a man into jelly."
Before I could demonstrate, Faith pulled his shaft away from me and
began to do as I said. Mike began to moan, and Faith slipped the head
into her mouth and moaned around it.
"Does having a cock in your mouth turn you on? Then touch yourself."
Faith slipped two fingers into her mouth then slid them under her panty
and between her legs. Her moaning grew louder and she didn't wait for
more instruction, she slipped the head into her mouth and began to take
as much as she could into her mouth. She didn't get too far down his
shaft, but when she released the head, her smile was beaming.
"His cock feels so good in my mouth!"
"Don't tell me, Faith. A good little whore tells the owner of the cock
she is sucking how it makes her feel."
Faith looked up at Mike and smiled.
"I love how your cock feels inside my mouth! So warm and yummy and
hard."
"Men love eye contact when getting blown. That's why we worship from
our knees. The cock and its owner are our master, we are its servant.
Look at your master while you serve his needs."
I began to demonstrate but Faith didn't need to see what to do, she was
totally into pleasuring Mike's cock. Her eyes went up toward Mike as
she slowly took him inside her mouth again, moaning loudly around his
cock. Faith released him, smiled and then used both hands to lift the
shaft up so she could tongue and nuzzle his balls again. I looked up at
Mike and saw his eyes locked with Faith's.
Faith broke the eye contact to look at me.
"How do you take so much of him into your mouth?"
"A true slut becomes cock-crazed and doesn't stop until she gets the
cock as far into her mouth as she can and she keeps trying to stuff more
into her mouth than the last time. And if all else fails, you just need
to align your mouth and your throat, like this."
I faced away from Mike then leaned backward until his cock found my
mouth, then I reached for his thighs and slipped him all the way down my
throat. Mike moaned loudly this time.
"Oh my God you took the whole thing!"
Mike slipped out of me and I moved away, to let Faith take my position.
"Like this?"
She twisted herself around and Mike moved the head of his cock around
her mouth before allowing her to catch it. Opening wide, she slowly
worked most of the shaft into her mouth. I looked up and saw Mike with
his eyes shut tightly. She held him there, then slowly slipped his cock
out of her mouth.
I stood up then and walked over to Christian. I had nothing left to
teach her, and she didn't want any more lessons anyway. I looked back
at the little slut-whore and watched as she incorporated all of her
lessons on Mike's cock. When his eyes weren't closed, they were staring
at the beautiful girl pleasuring him.
Then Faith surprised me. Her fingers buried deep between her legs, her
panting grew short as she hungrily gobbled down Mike's shaft, her
moaning filling the room as she began to climax.
She released Mike's cock as her climax surged through her and she began
to scream.
She slowly caught her breath, then smiled up at Mike.
"You made me cum just from sucking your cock!"
Mike smiled and Faith withdrew her hand from her panties, and spread her
juices on his shaft.
"Fuck me Mike. I want this monster inside me!"
Mike didn't even glance in my direction, and I stopped caring about
Faith's "rules." I reached for Christian's jeans and yanked them off of
him, freeing his hardening cock.
"Melissa, no!"
"Grow a pair, Christian."
I took his entire prick into my mouth, holding it and luxuriating in his
warmth and fullness. I squeezed and pinched his strong ass muscles
before sliding my lips up and down his shaft, over and over again. Then
I dive-bombed into his balls enveloping one and lifting it away from his
cock before popping it out of my mouth and doing the same to its twin.
Then I hammer-headed his shaft, and didn't take care to keep my teeth
away from his tender skin.
I was angry, and a nearly innocent bystander was feeling it.
"Hey! Take it easy!"
I brought my head out to the head of Christian's cock then shifted his
legs so that I could go sideways along the shaft and see what Mike and
Faith were doing as I danced my tongue alongside his length. I didn't
want to know but I had to look.
Mike's long body was stretched out on the couch and Faith was mounting
him, moving his cock along her slit, finding her opening. I turned away
and began to slam Christians cock into my mouth, over and over again. I
began to moan on his cock, but it wasn't loud enough.
Mike's cock was pressing into Faith's opening, and she was gasping as
she felt him plunge inside her.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god your cock is so big!"
Christian's hands were on the back of my head now and I almost moved
them over my ears so I wouldn't have to hear his wife anymore. How did
this innocent bible-humper turn into a wanton slut so quickly?
I tried to concentrate on Christian's cock even as Mike's familiar
groans began rising out of his chest. I stood and tugged my panties off
of me, bending at the waist and pushing my ass toward his cock. If I
had to listen to Mike fuck Faith, maybe at least Christian's cock would
keep my eyes closed.
Christian started pounding into me, and I gasped and moaned on his cock,
reaching my hands back toward his waist so he could hold my wrists to
keep me upright as he plowed my pussy. My eyes were closing but before
they did I saw Mike effortlessly rising off the couch while keeping
Faith impaled on his cock. Her hands went around his neck as he
continued to fuck her, and I slipped off of Christian so that I wouldn't
have to watch. I turned toward Christian and lifted my leg up, and he
caught it and slipped himself back inside. My back was turned on Mike
and Faith and I reached for Christian's mouth and kissed him hard, then
explored his chest with my teeth and lips while his cock pounded into
me.
Suddenly Christian pulled out of me and put my hands at my side. His
cock stood straight out and I reached for it, but he looked at me and
silently mouthed the words, "I'm sorry."
He moved away from me and walked toward the couch, leaving me alone, and
suddenly, feeling very cold. Faith was on her knees on the couch, her
head hanging off the back, her ankles off the cushions. Mike was
plowing into her from behind and both were moaning and groaning.
Christian approached his wife.
"Oh baby you look so sexy. I love you so much."
Christian lifted his erection toward his wife's mouth and she hungrily
inhaled her husband's cock. He began to fuck her mouth as Mike fucked
her from behind, and I folded my arms across my stomach, hurt, angry,
alone. Three people in the room were moaning and all I wanted to do was
cry.
Faith started to moan loudly now and Mike began to give her his deep,
hard cum-strokes, and as she began to climax, his cock slipped out of
her and cum ropes splattered across her back. Christian thrust hard
into her mouth and his loins began to empty as he held her mouth in
place. I could see cum spilling out around his cock until he withdrew.
She swallowed what was in her mouth and licked his shaft clean.
Mike collapsed alongside Faith as he caught his breath, his chest coated
with sweat, while Faith leaned into Christian's chest as her breath
slowly returned to normal. Mike finally turned and looked at me. I
quickly turned away from his gaze.
I grabbed my panties and began to put them on, then I tugged my jeans on
and looked for my tank-top. I was glad I brought my purse with my car
keys so I could pick up my car.
Mike was reaching for his jeans as I pulled my shirt over my chest,
stuffed my bra into my purse and spoke.
"I'm going home to Susan's. I won't be in to work tomorrow."
"Melissa, wait. Don't do this. Let's talk about it!"
"Go to hell! I hate you, I fucking hate you!"
The tears I felt welling up before burst forth then, and my eyes stung
as I reached for the door.
Mike chased after me, his shirt left behind, his jeans zipped but not
fastened. He reached me as I reached for the car door handle. He
grabbed my waist and turned me around, and I slapped him once before he
grabbed my arms and pinned them at my sides.
"Don't you understand? I had to do what she wanted. I didn't want to -
I had to! I love you, goddamnit! Now let's go home and talk about it.
You're in no condition to drive. C'mon baby, let's go home."
I screamed out my anger and hurt and confusion and then collapsed into
Mike's chest, great sobs racking my chest as he held me tight.
"I'm sorry, baby, I never should have let her manipulate us like that.
I love you so much and I never want to hurt you again. Let me take you
home so we can talk this over and work through it."
He lifted my head out of my chest then and through my tears I saw those
familiar soft, sweet eyes, silently pleading. My anger drained out of
me and our lips met. Terrified of losing him, I clung to him as hard as
I could.
Finally he extricated himself and smiled again.
"C'mon, let me drive you home, OK?"
He took the car keys out of my hand and helped me into the passenger
seat and then got in the driver's side. He started the engine then
pulled my car out of Faith and Christian's parking lot and pointed it
toward his condo.
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