Breaking Out Bk. 01 Ch. 08

When Helen woke something hard was pressing against her belly and for a moment she thought that she was waking up next to Alex but then she remembered, she was home and the pressure was coming from Greg's morning glory.

"Good morning babe, did you sleep well?" He was still half asleep but that changed almost in an instant when she leaned over and kissed him gently.

"I always sleep well when I'm in your arms my love. Would you care to take a photo of me while I have fun with this iron bar that has somehow appeared in our bed."

"I would."

She kissed him again and rolled over so she could retrieve her phone from her bedside cabinet. She set it up so all he had to do was point and shoot, "I'm going to send this to Dave... he might need it If Adele has told him what her new position involves.

"And what does it involve?" Whatever it was it didn't sound good if Helen's tone was anything to go by.

"It involves a lot more travel and a lot more time away from home than my job does," she handed the camera to Greg and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

He groaned as she sucked, licked and nibbled at his glans until he almost had to beg her to stop, "Hey babe, go easy if you want me to take a photo. Keep doing that and I won't be able to keep the camera still."

Helen pulled her head back till the head of his cock popped out of his mouth, "Are you ready?"

Greg groaned as she stroked his shaft and then focused on what he was supposed to be doing. Through the screen on her phone Greg could see that there was a drop of precum building on his glans and she was watching it intently.

Just when he thought that she was going to keep on watching it increase in size she poked the tip of her tongue into that drop and then slowly eased her head back. That moved her tongue away from the tip of his cock but she remained connected to him via a long, thin string of precum that ran back from her tongue to the drop of precum on his cock.

She said something that no one on Earth could have understood but he took it as a "Now" and took a photo... a second later the string broke and she looked up to see if he had taken a photo. He tapped on the screen a couple of times and then turned to show her an almost perfect photo.

"OK babe... now it's just fun for you and me."

She slowly slid up over his body till she was in a good place to insert his cock into her, and then she began to slowly twist and turn so that his cock was massaged by her pussy.

"Have you had any second thoughts about what we discussed about me working with Kalya?

"Honey, it would be a crime to try and stop you and the only second thoughts I've had since last night were horny ones." She reached between her legs and guided his cock between her pussy lips and then slowly eased down on it.

"Thank you, my love," and her lips came down to his and she kissed him and rubbed her body over his while she also rode his cock.'

She went with him to the lumber yard office that morning because, if everything went to plan, this would be the last time she would be there. This time she wasn't staying and wouldn't have to deal with any customers so her skirt was short and the top she wore was tight and moulded itself perfectly around her breasts and clearly showed that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Greg knew that she had dressed to tease the yard crew but didn't say anything. This was her way of saying goodbye to the guys he wouldn't say anything if some of them took a few liberties with her. He knew that she wouldn't complain either.

Greg assembled all the workers in the yard and announced that they had sold the business but their jobs would be safe. He mentioned that Helen was moving on to an important management position in a media company while he would be growing their consultancy business and he thanked them for all the hard work they had put into helping them grow the business.

All the team knew that the yard had been put up for sale but no one expected the business to sell quickly so Greg's announcement came as something of a surprise. When the meeting was over the guys stood around discussing the news and Helen went round and kissed and hugged each of them.

There were no air kisses or cheek kisses... each of the guys got a kiss and hug that they would talk about for weeks and more than one guy let his hands go wandering over her ass and under her skirt and were rewarded with even hotter kisses... but she kept the best for George.

When George came into the office after getting the yard crew settled and back to work Helen grabbed his hand before he could sit down. She winked at Greg and took George through to the backroom and closed the door.

George was hesitant at first, but when she giggled and said, "I'm totally sober this time George," his hesitation evaporated and he kissed her with a hunger that took her breath away. Up until then she wasn't sure how far she would go with George but after that kiss she knew exactly what she was going to do.

A second kiss and his hands were under her skirt and inside her panties while his cock was hard against her belly. She gently pushed him back till he was half sitting on the table and when the kiss ended she pulled her top up and his rough hands went to the smooth skin of her breasts and the roughness of his touch sent shivers down her spine.

"Have you wanted me George?" she whispered and all he could do was groan as she began rubbing the bulge in his jeans.

"I've wanted you for so long George but I was a good girl then... but not now... now I'm a wicked girl," and to show how wicked she was she undid his belt, opened his jeans and pulled them, and his boxers, down to his ankles.

"What?" he asked in a strangled voice, "No... Greg..."

"Remember, Greg knows," she whispered as she leaned forward and slid her mouth down over his cock. The taste of his precum was strong... and there was plenty of it to enjoy as she slowly fucked him with her mouth while she teased him with her eyes.

"Oh god," he groaned, "oooh fuuucckkk," and he began to push his cock deeper into her mouth."

She laughed as she she released his glans with a loud POP, "You're getting too close my love... slide up on the table so I can ride that beautiful cock of yours and make you come inside me."

He did as she asked and when he was in position she climbed up on the table and straddled him and slowly rubbed her pussy up and down on his cock while she leaned in and kissed him again. She had really flooded her panties while she was going down on him and it was almost as if she had no panties on at all.

Oh god, his cock was so fucking hard and so thick... she was still a bit tender from Wednesday night but she wasn't going to get that into her. There was also the problem of not having a condom... but if Alex could skip it because of her history then she could skip it because of George's history.

Out in the office Greg could hear his wife's low moan and knew that she must be fucking George. He was so tempted to try and open the door just a crack so he could see the action but he didn't dare. Instead he had to listen to the muffled sounds of another guy enjoy his wife... and there were plenty of sounds.

There was the slap of skin on skin, the sobbing cries of pleasure as Helen was pushed closer to an orgasm and the guttural grunts of George. Greg could just picture the action with George on top and Helen with her legs spread wide as they rutted.

Was she looking up into his eyes the way she looked up into Greg's? Did she have her legs wrapped around his hips so she could pull him in closer? Was she pulling him down so that she could kiss him as fucked her like a cheap whore?

And then there was a sharp cry that was suddenly muffled and he knew that George was filling Helen full of his hot sticky cum. Another man was dumping his cum into his wife... Greg suddenly realised that he was stroking his cock but he couldn't stop until the phone rang and he had to snatch it up so the sound wouldn't disturb the couple in the next room.

When they finally came out George looked sheepish and Helen was glowing in the way she always did after sex. George went back to his desk and avoided eye contact with Greg while Helen smiled at him and kissed him before rushing off to the bathroom.

Later, on the way home in an Uber, Helen sent Greg a text, 'Thank you so much for giving me the space to do that... you are such a special man and I love you with all my heart.'

She also sent a text to George, 'My love, that was amazing and some night soon the knock on your door will be me wanting more of what you just gave me.'

It was getting close to the time that Dave would be by to pick up Greg to head off to their fishing charter and Helen could see that Greg was getting restless. This trip had been planned for months and he had been really looking forward to it... until she had decided that she wanted to be a pornstar.

Now he didn't want to leave her. He didn't want her to head off with Adele and the two guys... he didn't want her to have a weekend full of sex and fun with other men.

Sure, he had encouraged her to follow her desires but then he really didn't have any other choice? Could he have believed that she would take him at his word and so brazenly taken another man in the office at the lumber yard?

Greg realised that there was never really any point in time when he could have stopped her embarking on her new career, or her new lifestyle... and of course she would fuck other guys when the opportunity arose so he just had to suck it up and get on with life that had now changed so dramatically. He knew that when the dust finally settled he still wanted to be married to Helen... but would she still want to be married to him?

When Dave arrived, Greg went looking for Helen and found her out by the pool... deep in conversation with someone on the phone. He went to kiss her and tell her that he was heading out with Dave, but she waved him away... she didn't want to be distracted... so he shrugged and went back into the house to collect his gear and leave.

When Helen's phone had rung, she was surprised to find that it was someone from Kalya Tech wanting to know whether she needed one or two monitors for her office computer. Like all computer techs he used a lot of jargon, and it took Helen quite a while to convince the tech that he should try communicating in the language that normal people understood.

When she finally got off the phone she went looking for Greg... and then realised that she had waved him away at the worst possible time and he was gone. She tried calling him but the call went straight to voicemail... she started sending a text... and then deleted it... she would have driven down to the dock that the charter was leaving from, but she didn't even know the name of the charter company... so she just sat down and cried.

So early in their new relationship and she was sure that she had seriously damaged it... and she wasn't sure that she could do anything to repair it!

In desperation she grabbed her phone and started texting, "I am so sorry Greg -- I will never do that again -- please forgive me and call me -- I need to hear your voice."

A few moments later the phone rang... but it wasn't Greg... a soft cultured female voice, "May I speak to Helen Weston please?"

"This is Helen Weston speaking," her voice was flat and lifeless.

"Oh, hello," there was concern in the woman's voice, "are you all right?"

Helen sighed, "I'll be fine, how can I help you?"

"Oh... I'm sorry... Ms Weston, I'm Shanti... your new PA. I thought that I should call and just touch base with you." Helen wished that Shanti would just go away... at least until she had heard from Greg... but that wasn't likely to happen so she took a deep breath...

"Hello Shanti, please don't apologise and please don't call me Ms Weston... I'm Helen to everyone."

"Then hello Helen... I'm just here prepping your office and making sure everything is ready for you on Monday. I have to say that I am really looking forward to meeting you then."

"I am looking forward to meeting you too Shanti... but do I detect a slight accent?"

"You do Helen, my parents are from India."

"Oh," that caught Helen by surprise, "are you a fresh hire at Kalya?" Helen understood the social ramifications for any girl from India who might find themselves working at a place like Kalya.

The sound of Shanti's soft laugh made Helen smile, "No Helen, I have worked here at Kalya Prime for several years and I have been an escort for Kalya Entertainment for about 18 months."

Helen was still a little confused, "Oh I thought that..."

"Helen," Shanti cut in smoothly, "I know what you are thinking... what is a high-caste Indian girl doing in such a den of lust and depravity?

"My parents are very traditional and, when I refused to marry the man they had picked out for me after I graduated with a major in Business Finance, they and their friends disowned me. So, here I am... enjoying all that lust and depravity to the full.

"I will send you my good promo photo so that you will recognise me and if you message me when you enter the building on Monday morning I will come down and meet you."

"That sounds like a great idea Shanti but... what did you mean by your 'good' photo?"

There was that soft laugh again, "All the escorts have a 'good' photo that may reveal a lot... but at least we are clothed. That is on the KE website for everyone to see. We also have a more provocative photo that appears in the private part of the website... for clients who want to see more of the beautiful woman that they are going to be spending some time with.

"I will send you that photo too... and I will arrange for your good... and naughty... photos to be taken." Shanti ended the call and a few moments later Helen's phone beeped to announce an incoming message

'Oh my god that's the 'good' photo?' Helen was stunned... Shanti was an incredibly good-looking young woman. She had long black hair that fell to her waist, her dark eyes and beautiful smile made Helen's pussy throb so she could only imagine what effect she must have on men.

Her breasts were a firm and perfectly shaped large B-cup, her waist was slender and flowed out into shapely hips that curved into perfect thighs and legs and in the 'good' photo she was wearing a long evening gown that was totally off the shoulder. Somehow it managed to cover her breasts but leave a wide gap of bare skin all the way to her waist.

From there it seemed to cling to her like a second skin and revealed every contour of her body as it fell to the floor despite incorporating a side split that started just below the waistband on her left side.

In her provocative photo Shanti was lying on her side facing the camera wearing nothing but her beautiful smile. Her long hair teased as it fell across her breasts but her nipples had pushed through and were clearly visible.

She demurely had her legs together but her neatly trimmed landing strip caught the eye and pointed to the pleasures that were still hidden.

'Holy cow Shanti is a walking wet dream!' and Helen made a mental note to see how often guys asked for her to be among the girls attending a function.

Helen glanced at her watch, an hour till the guys picked her up, and half an hour since Greg's fishing charter had sailed. She was just about to give up all hope of hearing from him when her phone rang, and it was him.

For a few moments they talked over one another in an effort to apologise and then she stopped talking and listened to him.

"Babe I am sorry for not waiting till you had finished on the phone but I knew that you were talking to someone at Kalya and that wave of your hand just floored me.

"Helen, I am trying so hard to make this work for you... but it's nothing like what we talked about in the office and I'm struggling. I thought that it was going to be an occasional thing... a guy you picked up now and again or some time with Dave.

"But it's blown into you becoming a pornstar and spending nights away, fucking multiple guys. We sold the business last night and tonight we should be celebrating. I would have cancelled the fishing trip but the Alex and Serge made it clear when we were talking with them that there was no way they would cancel your trip to San Diego.

"Suddenly you're committed to something that I may not want to be a part of... suddenly they're employing you to work for them... and fuck for them... and they've dragged me in with an offer that was too good to refuse... and I'm struggling."

"Do you want me to stay home and back out of everything I'll be doing for them? Just say the word and I will do it Greg," she meant it too... and in some ways all she wanted was for Greg to tell her to stop before it was too late... but she hoped that he wouldn't.

"No babe, I don't want you to walk away from that deal... well... there's a small part of me that wants to tell you to stop... but most of me wants you to go on. I thought that you were magnificent in that video and, when you weren't looking, I transferred a copy onto my phone so I could watch it while I'm away.

"I want you to go with doing videos for them and I want you to go on and go as far as you can with the other work you do for them too because you can do it. The lumber yard is very small fry compared to what you might be able to achieve at Kalya... and I want you to have the chance to see how good you are at doing business.

"But I want there to be room and time for us too babe."

"Oh I want that too Greg... but what do I do about the way I'm beginning to feel about Alex because I think that those feeling both of us have will only get stronger this weekend... and that could translate into more time away from you?"

"Helen, you showed me that article ages ago, the one about being able to love more than one person at the same time and I think that the author could be right... so let's test it... let's see what happens while you're away... and if you want both of us... well I'm sure we can make this work."

He just wished that he was as confident as he sounded but then he knew that there was something about Carrie that made him think that maybe it might be possible.

"I agree Greg... but it's going to be scary," but he knew that she was also excited to be going... he could hear it in her voice.

Greg laughed, "You think that it's going to be scary for you? How do you think I feel being stuck out in the ocean while my wife is fucking a bunch of strangers and falling in love with another man?"

"I know," she whispered, "I wish I had given you a chance to hug me before you left this afternoon."

"So do I babe but we didn't because I acted like a fool. And I just wanted to tell you that... don't hold anything back... you always strive to be the best at what you do so go your hardest and be the hottest slut in porn.

"And go your hardest with Alex too, there's no point trying to ignore what you might feel for him. If you know that you can love both of us then just do it.

"But let's keep talking via text over the weekend if you can... and send me lots of sexy photos and videos... during the day we'll be out of range but they usually come back closer to shore during the night... so maybe we can call each other then."

"Are you sure that you really do want me to be the hottest slut in porn?" Even just thinking about what she would be doing over the weekend was getting her excited and having her husband tell her that he wanted her to fuck her brains out was making her worse.

Knowing that he would be thinking of her with those other guys made her feel so slutty and wild and if the guys didn't turn up soon she was going to need to find her vibrator to take care of things.

"Absolutely babe... what's the point of being haff-assed about anything?"