Business Proposal

He erupted and spurt after spurt of cum hit my face, along my cheeks, dripping down my chin, even spattering across my nose. There's nothing more erotic than feeling the pleasure of my husband seep into my skin. Using his cock I rubbed his love all over my face as he gently held my head in his hands. His broad smile said more than his words ever could.

We smiled at each other. I gave his cock a final loving kiss and he wiped my face with my nightshirt. When he's finished we looked into each other's eyes lost in the moment of joy. It's a beautiful, simple thing.

Charlie redid his trousers and helped me to my feet. He kissed me and declared, "I love you, Tilly. Nothing on earth will change that."

I cuddled up to him and asked, "So you will sign off on Leon's proposal?"

"Yes," he sighed, "Yes."

He slapped my bare ass when I bent over to retrieve my sullied nightshirt. I rubbed the rising welt on my buttock. "Damn it Charlie, that hurt."

"I'm sorry Babe. I can't help myself you're just so sexy," he grinned.

I wiggled my bare ass at him as he followed me up the steps. We go to bed and make love several times before the morning light.

The next morning while Charlie fed the kids breakfast and got them off to school I called my mother and asked her to watch the kids this weekend. After getting her agreement I took a bath. My husband found me soaking in bubbles when he brought me a cup of coffee. Taking the cup from his hand I looked into his eyes, his gaze held mine but remained neutral.

"Are you sure you're alright with this?" I asked, then took a sip of coffee.

Charlie shrugged, "No, not really. Isn't there something we can sell to get the money we need?"

"No, the house is our biggest asset and unfortunately we owe more on it than it's currently worth. Everything else we own is used, we can have the biggest yard sale in history and not make what we need. Charlie, this is the only way we're going to get out this financial mess."

He sighed in surrender, "I know."

"Charlie, I need your full support on this," I said looking up at him from the tub.

He looked at me with contrary emotions. Flaring in his eyes were, sadness, jealousy, but most of all love. He quietly said, "You know I love you and I'll support you."

"Then shave my pussy." I held up my pink razor. I needed Charlie's full emotional commitment.

"You want me to shave your pussy, so he can fuck it?"

I nodded adding, "I need some emotional reassurance from my husband right now."

Charlie knelt by the tub and lathered my pubic mound. He hesitated and looked me in the eye before continuing. He knew I usually kept my pussy in neatly trimmed landing strip, but he lovingly shaved my pussy bald. Once he was done with my cunt he helped me from the tub.

After rubbing me dry with a towel he anointed my cunt with baby oil to keep it from getting razor rash. My own wet excitement mixed with the oil as his manipulation engorged my clit with excitement and made my pussy lips pout with anticipation. I turned to embrace my husband.

He stopped me and swung me back around. He stood behind me. In the bathroom mirror his eyes reflected lust and wanton hunger. He imbibed my nakedness and I felt like a thing of beauty under his intense scrutiny. He cupped a breast and squeezed it pulling me back towards him until my shoulder blades were resting against his chest. He kissed my neck and whispered hot and sexy in my ear, "I love you, Tilly."

My breasts were warm and swollen with lust. I whimpered as he tugged at my nipples. I extended my hands and leaned forward to catching the edge of the counter. My knees shoulder-width apart, I knew this was the position my husband wanted me to take. I watched my husband's reaction in the mirror as I presented my up-turned posterior to him.

Charlie caressed the bare flesh of my back from my shoulders to my buttocks. Lightly running his fingertips across my skin until goose bumps rose in response to his tender touch. He dropped to his knees behind me and kissed each cheek of my upturned butt. He spread my ass cheeks revealing my pretty pucker and wet pussy. His tongue tantalized my slit teasing my clit from its hiding place. Once it was exposed his tongue darted quickly over it causing my whole body to writhe with glee.

He twirled his tongue thrillingly across my taint finally amusing my anus with speedy stabs of his tongue tip. Fleeting moans emitted from me with each jolting jab of his tongue. Once he was satisfied that my butthole was ready, Charlie stood up. He unzipped his trousers and fished out his hard cock. He lubricated its head by slipping it between my soppy pussy lips. He grinned at me in the mirror.

My face grimaced while Charlie's blunt cockhead battered its way into my butthole. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as his extremely hard shaft crept inch by inch up my ass. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the sink. Once his cock was fully seated in my butt he waited for me to catch my breath. I was dizzy with delight.

"Tilly, I love you so much. Your ass is so tight," he panted huskily.

I blinked my eyes open then blinked a couple of more times as the pain subsided. I smiled weakly in the mirror at my husband. My butt was so full of his cock I could feel the blood pulsing through the big vein on top of his shaft. I felt his cock twitch demanding satisfaction.

Charlie grabbed my hair in his fist and yanked, pulling my head towards him. This forced my back to arch and another inch of his cock invaded my insides. A tear trickled down my cheek as I panted through the pain. After kissing my ear he growled, "I love your ass Tilly. It belongs to me. Nobody gets your ass but me. Leon doesn't get your ass, do you understand me Tilly?"

I hissed as he pulled my hair again, "I understand."

With a grin of victory Charlie began to withdraw his dick. Slowly it retreated until my sphincter threatened to expel it from my body with a couple of involuntary contractions. He moaned as my pain gave him pleasure. At a snail's pace he reversed course reinstalling his cock into me until he was once again balls deep inside me. He repeated the process over and over again with disciplined precession. The angle of his cock was such that it tapped the underside of my G-spot through my innards. As he increased the tempo of his thrusts the taps on my G-spot transformed the pain to pleasure.

"Fuck my ass, Charlie, fuck it hard," I growled like an animal. I moved my hips to counter to my husband's thrusts enhancing his enjoyment and mine. Wet flesh on flesh smacks reverberated off the bathroom walls. My grunts and his groans only added to the crescendo of raunchy racket.

Charlie's cock expanded and throbbed. He rammed it deep into me shooting a blast of cum into me like a shotgun. His bellow of release sounded like a moose mating call. Once he recovered he pushed his still hard cock deep inside me. He jammed three fingers into my gaping gash. He searched for and found my G-spot. Then he pressed his palm against my hyper-aroused clit.

My eyes rolled back in my head as the dam of orgasm breached. White light exploded behind my eyes as my lust reached the pinnacle of climax. Ejaculate spewed from my cunt and splattered with a whoosh on the bathroom floor. I howled my happiness, "Ahhhhh! Cum, cunt, cum."

As Charlie pulled his quickly deflating cock from my backside I hissed and hung my head. I turned around and embraced my husband enjoying his warmth. I declared, "I love you, Charlie."

"I love you too, Tilly." He patted my ass lovingly and with a gratified grin on his face and reiterated, "Your ass is mine, Tilly, just mine."

Silently I nodded then lifted my hair so Charlie could put the necklace he was holding around my neck. I picked up the locket, which was a small gold key, and studied it before looking into my husband's face.

Nothing but love was reflected in his gaze as he said, "I gave you that necklace on our first anniversary. I told you then and I still mean it, that's the key to my heart. Please keep it on to remind Leon, he might be getting your pussy but I got your heart."

"I won't take it off," I whispered. Then I reassured my husband with a kiss on his cheek.

By eleven o'clock we were seated in the lawyer's office. He smirked at the one caveat that Charlie insisted be put into the document, no anal sex. Placing a call to Leon, he nodded after gaining his approval and silently watched us sign. Afterward Charlie kissed me lovingly and left for work.

Leon arrived in a taxi and whisked me away. His dark face warmed with the brightness of his smile. He said, "I'm so glad you agreed to spend my birthday with me. I expect it will be the best one I ever had."

We ate lunch at Satō's Sushi Bistro near the riverfront. We drank green tea and ate sushi rolls made with vinegared rice incorporating seaweed and eel. Leon explained that an amino acid in green tea had a relaxing agent and the sushi contained powerful aphrodisiac benefits. All through lunch Leon flirted with me and made sexy innuendos, it was obvious that he was looking forward to having sex with me. It felt frightening and thrilling to be so desired.

Leon pulled me towards him then kissed me. Gently at first just brushing his lips against mine then more passionately forcing my lips to part as he thrust his tongue into my mouth like he want to thrust his cock into my cunt. An electric charge of sexual energy surged straight to my pussy as he squeezed my upper thigh under the table. He broke our passionate embrace which had started to attract the attention of the other diners. He seemed to enjoy the envious glances from the male patrons and said, "Let's get out of here and get you a new dress."

"A new dress? What's wrong with the one I'm wearing?"

Leon said, "It's something a respectable wife would wear for a night on the town with her husband. I want you to be seductively and sexily attired, a bit on the slutty side. The clothing is gratis, you'll get to keep it but it's not part of your payment."

After paying for lunch Leon had the limo driver take us to Famous Barr. He led the way to the ladies clothing department. He took a seat had me try on several different cocktail dresses. He narrowed it down between a red one and black one.

Glancing into the mirror I caught Leon's reflection in it. I smiled at him as he realized I left the door ajar on purpose. Reaching behind my back I undid my bra and heard his intake of breath as he caught sight of my bare breasts. I teased him by giving each nipple a tantalizing twist. I winked at him and pulled up my panties by their waistband. The cotton material invaded my slit and created a camel-toe. With a sultry smile I ran my forefinger up and down it causing my panties to cling to my damp snatch. Giggling I watched as Leon squirmed in his chair and crossed his legs to hide his boner.

I slipped the black dress over my head. It was a velvet dress with glistening sequins drenching its length. It had a bateau neckline and a sultry v-back. The hem hit my thigh half way down to my knee. I stepped out of the dressing room to model it for Leon.

Patiently he listened as the clerk gave a sales pitch on the garment. With lustful eyes he watched as I modeled the black dress listening attentively to the clerk then he shook his head negatively.

I returned to the dressing room and stripped the black dress Picking up the red one I immediately realized that its design made it impossible to wear a bra or panties. I caught a glimpse of Leon smiling at me in the mirror. I winked at him as I shimmied out of my panties. Momentarily, I stood in front of the mirror to give him a full frontal view of my nakedness before slipping on the red dress.

It was a seductive red halter style mini-dress that featured an ultra-low cut front, it fell below my naval and a sexy low open back that showed top of my butt crack. The hemline was so high that my lower buttocks were exposed where the cheek joins the thigh. I stepped out of the dressing room and said, "This dress is simply pornographic."

"Yeah, I know. Consider it the wrapping on my birthday present. Tilly you're so sexy," Leon said standing up. His erection tented his trousers. He stood behind me, slipping his hand across my tummy he pulled me towards him and I got the unmistakable feeling of his cock pressing against my bottom. His cock was huge and he wanted me to know it.

I caught a whiff of his cologne turning my head slightly I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "This is the one you want me to wear for you?"

He nodded in the mirror with his eyes dancing with desire. Leon broke our kiss and slung me into the fitting room. The curtain made a zipping sound as he ripped it closed. His eyes were full of lust and he huffed excited pants of breath. Leon's reaction was having an impact on me as well, I felt so wantonly desired.

My voice betrayed my excitement but I was still a bit incredulous as I asked, "You want to fuck me in here?"

"Maybe," replied Leon simply. He lifted the key locket that hung between my heaving breasts. "Your husband give you this?"

I nodded.

"The key to his heart?"

I nodded again and started to speak but Leon shushed me.

"I get it. Charlie wants to remind me that your heart belongs to him, even if I'm getting your pussy. I want to see what I'll be getting."

Kneeling down in front of me Leon pushed the short hem of the mini-dress up to belly button. His face was level with my snatch. He kissed my labia and darted his tongue into my saturated slit. He looked up into my eyes and said, "Very nice. Did you shave just for me."

Silently I nodded.

Leon smiled then slipped a finger into my pussy. He worked it in and out. He sucked little hickeys on my thighs before nipping one of my pussy lips lightly with his teeth. He tugged it from side to side before placing his skilled tongue against my pussy. Then he gently but forcefully worked his tongue into the folds of my cunt while I lifted my leg to rest on his shoulder with a pleasurable moan.

Leaning my back against the wall mirror I enjoyed his oral ministrations. I was getting close to orgasm. My breath came in tattered spats. My skin flushed red and I pushed on the back Leon's bald black head trying to bury his face into my pussy. I whimpered, "Oh Leon that feels so good."

Suddenly Leon stopped tonguing my cunt and stood up saying, "That's enough, Tilly. I want you stimulated not satisfied."

My leg slid off his shoulder and he had to catch me up to keep me from falling. Frustrated I whimpered then begged, "No,don't stop, Leon."

"Look at yourself," Leon commanded as he spun me around.

Looking in the mirror I saw that my blue eyes were glazed with lust and my face was red with rapture. My breasts rose and fell with each breath I panted. Somehow in my exhilaration they had worked themselves out of the dress. My nipples were rock hard. My pussy lips were puffy, engorged with excitement and glistening with anticipation.

Leon stood behind me. I could feel his hot breath on the bare flesh of my neck it gave me goose-bumps. His erection strained against his trousers and rested in the crack of my bare butt so I reached behind me and grasped his very large, very hard cock. He squeezed one of my aroused breasts and gently pinched a nipple. Moaning, I leaned back against him. He slipped a finger into my gushing gash and said, "This is how I want you, wanting and wanton."

He fingered me until I approached orgasm then he pulled his finger from my cunt and said, "We need to go."

I whimpered a protest then hung my head and weakly replied, "Okay, you're the boss."

Leaving me in the dressing room Leon went and paid for the dress. I pulled the hem of my new red dress down with a sigh. I caressed a black fishnet stocking up each of my legs then strapped the sexy black stilettos to my feet. My thighs made an enticing impression between the tops of my stockings and the bottom of my short skirt. I spun in the mirror and stood still momentarily before taking a couple of hip swaying steps away from my reflection. I giggled, my skirt barely covered my ass when I stood still but, when I walked it would provide any onlooker a nice glimpse of my wiggling fleshy cheeks. I adjusted my breasts back into the slinky V-cut top then picked up the key between my breasts and gave it a kiss.

Leon had come back to the dressing room and put my old dress and undergarments in a shopping bag since I was wearing the one he bought out of the store. Pleased with my cock-teasing appearance he said, "Tilly, you are one fine piece of white ass."

"I take it, you mean that as a compliment," I chuckled then asked, "Let me ask you this, Leon, I thought black guys didn't eat pussy. You do and do it quite well, I might add."

He chuckled then replied, "That's just a racist myth."

"Like the myth that all black guys are well hung?" I teased, knowing that Leon was indeed hung like a steed.

"That ain't a myth, that one happens to be true," he said with a smile. He stuck out his arm like a gentlemen and we left the store.

Leon had made reservations at a jazz club near the department store so he decided we would walk to it. He enjoyed parading me down the street in my slutty dress.

I sauntered down the street with my heels clicking on the sidewalk. My hips seductively swayed from side to side. I waved to a passing jogger. I giggled when he ran into a parked car and cursed.

"He should watch where he's going instead of watching me." I said to Leon but I still basked in the stranger's attention.

As we walked down the street toward the club Leon pulled me into an alley then into an embrace and kissed me hard on the mouth. His tongue penetrated my mouth and searched for mine as I wrapped my arms around him. He immediately pulled both my breasts from beneath the V-neck top of my breasts and began squeezing them.

"Leon, someone will see us," I whined through panted breaths. The threat of public exposure was an added exhilaration for us both.

"I don't care. You're gorgeous and if I want to grope your big beautiful tits I will." He said and clinched down on my breasts with his firm hands like a shopper testing a cantaloupe for ripeness.

"Ooh." I responded. My nipples were as hard as stone and I moaned as he gave each a playful pinch. Warmth radiated from deep in my belly and my pussy grew even moister that it had been.

Leon kissed me opened mouth, his tongue wrestled with mine as he harassed my breast. Breaking the kiss he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked on it like it was a straw.

I stood on my tip-toes. It felt like Leon was trying to suck my entire body into his mouth through my nipple. I hissed, "Geez, Leon."

He lifted his mouth off of my breast satisfied that the nipple could get no harder. He pushed my breasts back into my dress then patted my bottom as I sauntered out of the alley with the swagger of a sexy strumpet. From somewhere a wolf-whistle echoed, I waved to my admirer.

The jazz club was located in a refurbished warehouse on the Mississippi riverfront that dated back to steamboat days. The club had a simple layout, a stage up front with tables covered with white linen situated beneath twirling ceiling fans scattered throughout. The tables were small, just large enough for two, in order to enhance the intimacy of the atmosphere. The place was crowded and noisy. A flustered waitress took our order. I sipped a white wine and studied the photos that lined the walls of the club. They were eight-by-ten stills of great jazz players from the past. The food was good and the band began to play a jazz number soon after we had finished eating.

Leon was enjoying himself and I had to admit I was glad I had agreed to the date. The money was part of it but, my ego was so stoked from the fact that Leon desired me so much he was willing to pay a lot just to be with me. I felt so wanted and so wanton. My pussy gushed lust and I crossed my legs. I scooted closer to Leon and put my arm around the back of his chair. "Are you enjoying the show, Leon?"