Christy Cucks Chuck

The next bag had a pair of brown suede knee high boots and another note saying, "Please do try these on now to make sure they fit. If they do save them for Saturday, if not please let my secretary know what would be a better size for you. - J." They fit perfectly though, and Christy agreed they would look perfect with the cashmere sweater dress.

The final bag was smaller and nestled in between soft pink tissue paper was a matching pair of white lace bralette and hipster thong panties. The bralette was low-cut, plunging, wireless, and unlined. It would hold her in place, but it definitely was not going to push anything together or up. It would give her a very natural, motherly look. "Can't wait to see you in these. ;-) -J," read the card.

Now Christy was wearing the full outfit Jake had bought for her and she felt warm, confident, and sexy as hell. The cashmere dress was long sleeved and had a conservative mock neck top, but the bottom of the dress was short, only coming halfway between knees and hips, and it was extremely form fitting, hugging her birthing hips and milk filled breasts.

"You look amazing, honey," Chuck exclaimed. "When did you get that dress? I would have remembered seeing that on you."

"Oh one of my friends at the firm bought it for me," Christy said truthfully. "It does look good doesn't it?"

"It sure does!" Chuck replied. "Makes me want to call Jake and tell him to cancel for the evening."

Christy flinched at this suggestion for a second. She had been looking forward to this night so much and she did not want it to slip away. "Oh you. You haven't touched me all week, and now I put on one dress and you go crazy. The babysitter is already here. Come on, let's go."

Since they had just been to Jake's mansion for the Christmas Party weeks before, Chuck knew the way there and the trip was uneventful. It did seem odd to have Jake answering the door for himself, he always seemed to have some type of domestic help around, but Chuck didn't give it much thought.

Jake quickly whisked their coats away to a closet before inviting the couple into an ornate library where he offered to make them drinks. "I have a full bar. Any libation you desire I will lovingly craft for you," Jake said. Chuck wasn't a huge cocktail guy, he mostly stuck to wine and beer, so he was a little intimidated by Jake's offer, but he was intrigued by what Jake had in his hand which looked classic yet refreshing.

"I'll have what you're having," Chuck hesitantly offered.

"An Old Fashioned it is," Jake said warmly as he set off to a mini bar in the corner of the room. Christy was drawn to the rich caramel color of Chuck's drink and the orange peel and cherry garnish Jake added looked yummy too. "Can you make one more for me?" Christy cooed.

"Anything for the lady," Jake smoothly answered as he went back to the bar to make another.

"The prime rib is almost ready to come out of the oven," Jake explained as he gave his guests their drinks. "Till then I thought we could relax and talk in here."

Chuck was already exploring the many titles in Jake's library. He noticed lots of histories of the ancient world: Mesopotamia, Egypt, India, China, and of course Greece and Rome. "You must really love studying ancient civilizations," Chuck offered, honestly impressed with the breadth of subjects.

"I do. I do," Jake replied. "They are all so different and yet in some fundamental ways also all the same. It really is the similarities that fascinate me the most. But I think you'll like this section over here Chuck. It is my understanding you teach English right," Jake said pointing to a section of the library closer to the bar.

"Oh wow. These are some really old editions of Wordsworth, Coleridge, Shelley, and Lord Byron. And a whole Jane Austen section. Christy look, you love Jane Austen," Chuck said excitedly.

"Not only is there a full set of first edition Jane Austens, there are two Pride and Prejudices. Christy, I would be honored if you took one as a gift from me," Jake said. Chuck's jaw hit the floor as he identified the extra copy of Pride and Prejudice and passed it to Christy.

"You really shouldn't have," Christy said blushing. "This must have cost a fortune."

"It cost less than just one day of what we charge clients for your legal services," Jake replied. "Consider it a gift from the firm. And Chuck, I didn't want you to feel left out. Here is a rare edition of the Canterbury Tales."

"That is very kind of you sir," Jake managed, touched by the gesture. He had just opened the book to the Miller's Tale when an alarm sounded in the kitchen. Jake apologized for cutting the conversion short and left to attend to the meal. Ten minutes later he reemerged and announced dinner was ready.

The dining room was intimately lit with candles and dim lights. A mix of female vocalists singing Jazz standards played softly in the background. The table was set for three, all intimately spaced near the head of the table, each plate filled with succulent prime rib, roasted brussel sprouts, and scalloped potatoes. There were three wine glasses as well, all generously poured with merlot and there two other bottles on the table ready to be opened.

Jake motioned to have his guests sit on either side of him while he took the chair in between them at the head of the table. The conversation was light and fun as Jake gently probed about their lives before marriage. As the meal came to a close, Jake noticed Christy singing along with a Cole Porter tune and asked her to dance.

"Oh, Chuck hates dancing, but I'd love to," Christy said, taking Jake's extended arm and allowing him to lead her to an open space between the dining and living rooms. Chuck couldn't help but be impressed with how smoothly Jake commanded his wife around the dance floor, twirling and dipping her, much to her delight. With her new suede boots on, Christy was a good three inches taller than Chuck, but Jake still towered over her. Chuck thought he caught Jake squeezing his wife's butt a number of times while they danced. But who could blame him. His wife's ass looked amazing in the form fitting knit dress.

When the song ended, Christy started back to the table until the first bars of the next song came on. "You do something to me! I love this song!" Christy exclaimed as she virtually jumped back into Jake's arms for another dance. Chuck liked Jazz fine, but he didn't realize Christy was such a Cole Porter fan. After three more songs Christy excused herself to the restroom. Jake returned to his seat next to Jake.

"Chuck, you are a fine man and a good husband, so I am not going to belabor this," Jake began, "Your wife wants to sleep with me tonight and you are going to let her."

Chuck was so shocked by the statement he didn't know what to say. Jake took advantage of the silence.

"You were a virgin when you met Christy weren't you Chuck? From our conversation tonight it sure didn't seem like you had much of a love life till you met Christy. You don't have to answer. But you know she slept with a bunch of baseball players in college right? She basically admitted it tonight. I'm not saying she was a slut. Not at all. Just that she was a young, hot college athlete and she had sex with other young hot college athletes. Do you think you measure up to those guys? Do you think she misses sleeping with big athletic men?"

Chuck was annoyed, hurt, embarrassed... and turned on. The thought of his wife getting fucked by a muscled first baseman definitely turned him on.

"Look I could be wrong," Jake continued. "When your wife comes back, let's see who she goes to. If she goes to you and sits in your lap, I'll drop this whole conversation and I'll never bring it up again. But if she comes back and sits in my lap, I want you to be cool and follow my lead."

"Sounds like I don't have much of a choice," Chuck complained.

"Don't say that," Jake said, turning toward him. "You are her husband. You can stop what is happening at any time. But you are a good feminist too aren't you Chuck? Your wife has worked very hard. She makes much more money than you do. She gave birth to your child. That was a huge sacrifice she made for you that you can never make for her. All I'm saying is that if she wants to sleep with me you should let her. Why let a patriarchal hang up like monogamy get in the way of your wife's happiness?"

Before Chuck could answer, Christy came strutting into the room with a confident spring in her step that took Chuck aback. She made a beeline for Jake, sat across his lap and draped her arms around him. "I haven't done that much dancing since college," Christy said. "Chuck we'll have to let Jake take us out dancing sometime," she said, turning innocently to look at her husband.

"Uh, yeah sure," Chuck said with a defeated gulp. He was both scared and excited to see what would happen next.

"Christy, I think we've had enough dancing for one night," Jake said, running one his hands up and down the exposed skin between the hem of Christy's dress and the top of her boots. "How about I carry you upstairs for a tour of the bedroom while Chuck here clears the dishes?"

"You can't carry me upstairs?" Christy said, defiantly. "No man has ever carried me that far."

"You've never been held by a man like me," Jake replied with a wink. And with that he gracefully stood up with her in his arms as if he was carrying a baby. "Feel free to come up stairs and see the bedroom for yourself when you are done with dishes," Jake told Chuck as he turned to carry Christy upstairs. They were kissing by the time they reached the top landing.

Christy's crotch had been on fire ever since Jake first dipped her on the dance floor, his strong arm bracing the small of her back as he confidently thrust his leg in between her thighs. She was going to let Jake do whatever he wanted to her tonight and there was nothing her husband could do about it.

As their last dance had ended, Jake had whispered lustily in her ear, "Excuse yourself to the bathroom and take off your panties. Just leave them in the basket under the sink and come back to sit on my lap."

She had followed Jake's instructions to the letter and now here she was kissing the man of her dreams as he carried her to bed. She had never felt so safe, feminine, and desired.

Jake gently laid her down on his bed locking his lips onto hers, his tongue penetrating deep into her mouth and intertwining with hers. Christy whimpered when he pulled away, gently kissing her forehead as he did.

Jake methodically undressed, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a chiseled chest covered in salt and pepper short hair. He shook his head slowly when Christy moved to take off her own clothes. Jake then kicked off his shoes and removed his pants, leaving only a pair of boxers which were doing a terrible job at containing his colossal cock. Jake then moved up close to the bed so his member was right next to Christy's eyes as he removed his final stitch of clothing. Christy moaned in delight as her prize came into view. It was easily three times the volume of her husbands, and she couldn't help but reach out and stroke it.

Jake let her play with his johnson while he gently caressed her breasts through the cable knit dress. After Christy had explored the length of his member with her hands, Jake smoothly laid next to her before pulling her body on top of his, moving her dress up as he did so that the folds of her exposed labia could move up and down his organ.

In one swift motion, Jake pulled the dress over Christy's head. She was now completely naked except for her bra and boots. Jake took a moment to admire her beauty. Dirty blonde hair. Wide round blue eyes. Naturally thick red lips. Milky white skin. She had broad strong athletic shoulders, but her milk filled breasts made her figure undeniably feminine.

"You're ready. Put it in," Jake told her while reaching to help her raise her hips so she could accommodate his size. She grabbed the base of his rock hard erection and pointed its head at the entrance of her pussy. It was as thick as a can of RedBull only longer. She flashed one more look into Jake's eyes in lustfull thanks before turning her eyes back to watch as the length of his shaft disappeared into her hungry hole.

"Oh god you're so big, I have never felt this full," Christy thought as the greedy walls of her vagina stretched to accommodate his shaft, but all that managed to come out of her mouth was a deep throaty, "Ohhhhh."

Christy just sat there at first, enjoying how the fullness of her pussy made her feel complete and at peace. But she could feel the walls of her vagina begging for more, more stimulation, some friction, some force. She began slowly at first, pulling her hips back from his, the lips of her pussy tightly gripping their prize, before pushing her torso back down into his.

This was the itch that hadn't been scratched since college. After only a few strokes she was no longer gentle. She was aggressively bucking her hips away from Jake before slamming her sex down around his. With each thrust a surge of pleasure shot through her body as her clit rammed into his pelvis.

Christy could feel something powerful building inside her. She felt that if she could just ride Jake's cock hard enough she could reach release faster. The feeling of Jake filling her pussy over and over again already felt so good, but she could just taste something better around the corner.

As the waves of pleasure coursing through her body became more intense, Christy felt a series of emotions. Joy at the physical pleasure she was feeling. Loss at the fact that it had been years since she experienced this gratification. Disappointment in Chuck for not delivering the satisfaction she needed. Anger at society for not allowing her to seek fulfillment with Jake sooner. And anticipation at the deliverance that she could feel was so close.

Chuck had taken his time clearing the dishes. He was still a little anxious and confused about what the night had become, but as soon as he saw his gorgeous wife on top of Jake, fucking him with her pussy for all that she was worth, the taught muscles in her athletic ass visibly clinching and unclinching under the feminine cushion of her well rounded butt, Chuck knew he made the right choice. She had never fucked him like this. Not even close. He would have cum within 30 seconds of the onslaught she was delivering to Jake.

Christy was oblivious to his entrance. But Jake acknowledged him with a nod before directing him to an oversized leather chair in the corner. Jake knew Christy was close, and mercifully delivered the release she so desperately needed. He effortlessly removed her bra with one hand while firmly gripping her ass with the other, squeezing her fanny flesh tight. As soon as the bra was gone, Jake eagerly fed on her breasts, aggressively taking each nipple in his lips and flicking the tip with his tongue.

And with that the dam burst. What had been pleasure radiating from her sex was now pure bliss flowing through her entire body. Christy stopped consciously moving, and began convulsing. It felt like every muscle in her body was taught. "Uggghnnn... Ohhhh... Ugghhn..." was the only verbalization she could manage as the best orgasm of her life fully consumed her. Time stopped. Her mind went blank, except for one unitary sensation of pure delight.

Slowly reality began to intrude on her altered state of consciousness. She was in bed with the founding partner of her law firm. His perfect manhood was buried deep inside her. She was on top of him grinding her sex into his. She still had her new brown suede knee high boots on. And... and now Jake was using two fingers to the outline of her spine up and down the full length of her body all the way from the bottom of her lower back to the top of her neck. Her body was overrun with a new tingling sensation. Every hair was standing on end. A new tide of pleasure was building inside her. She opened her eyes and looked down at the man that was playing her like a violin. He had a sexy, knowing grin on his face.

"Oh my god. I am going to cum again," Christy managed as another flood of pleasure surged through her. It wasn't as intense as the first orgasm, but it was still better than anything Chuck had ever given her. As she convulsed through her second orgasm, Jake stopped stroking her back. But as soon as she untensed, he started up again. His gentle massaging of her spine was keeping her on a pleasure plateau where another orgasm was always just a few thrusts away. Christy had never experienced multiple orgasms before. How many orgasms could she have in a row? How was Jake's throbbing schlong staying this hard this long?

The answer to those questions would have to wait as after her third orgasm, Jake stopped his massage and drew her down to him for a deep wet kiss.

"We have a guest observing us baby," Jake breathed into her ear. "It would be rude not to acknowledge his presence."

Minutes ago Christy was feeling only bad thoughts about Chuck and his inability to meet her needs. But her first orgasmic release had expelled all negativity from her. She loved Chuck, the father of her child, as a warm and gentle partner. She knew Chuck loved her too which was why he could only be happy for her now that she had attained this nirvanic state.

She felt Jake direct her so she was on all fours facing her husband who she could now see was comfortably seated in a large leather chair. She mouthed "I love you," to him and despite a stunned look on his face, he mouthed, "I love you back."

"Uhhghhn..." Christy inhaled in surprise as Jake penetrated her from behind. She was both anticipating his reentry but was also somehow shocked at how big he felt even though he had just been inside her seconds ago.

"Chuck, why don't you take your clothes off and then come give your wife a kiss," Jake said matter of factly as he began to casually pump in and out of Christy from behind. "I know she still loves you and you two need to maintain your physical connection."

Chuck did as instructed, carefully folding his clothes and placing them on the floor as he took each item off. Christy couldn't help but feel embarrassed for him when his erect penis came into view. It was just so much smaller than Jake's Alpha manhood, the manhood that was currently massaging the inside of her vagina in ways Chuck could only dream of. She felt sorry for Chuck and wanted him to feel loved.

She motioned for Chuck to lie down in front of her, which he did, and then while she kissed him passionately on the lips she also stroked his penis with one of her hands. After watching Christy achieve multiple orgasms, and now seeing her, and hearing her, getting fucked from behind, a position he had never been able to achieve, Chuck had no prayer of lasting very long. Within seconds of Christy's hand touching his penis he was spurting all over his chest. Luckily Christy had been prepared and had pointed his head in that direction. Christy did the best she could to keep stroking him through his orgasm and after, but Chuck's willy soon deflated. He broke their kiss and excused himself to the bathroom to clean up.

With Chuck out of the room, Jake pulled full out of Christy again. This time, rolling her over, legs splayed wide, inviting him to reenter.

"Cum in me Jake," Christy said, spreading her legs wider, bending them at the knees so her brown suede boots were in his line of sight. Jake teased her a little at first, slapping his massive member against her folds. But after some anxious moans, Jake gave her the relief he knew she so desperately desired. He plunged his mighty phallus into her and then began to work himself to release.

Christy was not prepared for Jake's onslaught, but she took it as best she could. At first his powerful piston thrusts hurt a little bit. She wasn't in control anymore. He was using her body for pleasure now. But once she realized that, she was overtaken by a deep desire to surrender herself to him, to be the tightest, wettest, warmest pussy he ever had. She wrapped her legs around him tight, her boots rubbing against her ass. She wrapped her arms around his chest bringing his entire body in contact with hers. She could feel every muscle in his body. And she wanted to please them all.