If It Makes You Happy Ch. 03

Wife: but I'll do it for you. Because I love you.

Trevor (Jeff): I love you too. Thank you so much.

Wife: I'll text you when I'm done.

With that, Jeff tossed the phone on the bed and headed downstairs. After closing the door, Trevor quickly recovered his phone. He read through the texts as his penis grew harder and his breathing quivered. He came without any physical stimulation by the time he got to the end of the conversation. He looked outside and saw Jeff talking to his wife.

"You know what the first thing that came to my mind was when I saw you?" Jeff asked Half-naked Vanessa.

"What's that?" Vanessa asked with a half ass smile.

"I'm going to fuck the living shit out of that bitch if it's the last thing I do,"

Vanessa smiled nervously, "that's an odd thing to say to your personal trainer,"

"How much?" Jeff asked

"Excuse me?" She asked confused

Jeff looked annoyed, "how much to fuck you?"

"Your my husbands boss,"

"Everyone has a price. Let's not play this game. Just tell me how much,"

Vanessa didn't want to give in right but she was set on giving it to Jeff.

"You know your husbands getting a pay cut?" Vanessa looked a bit surprised.

"Yes. He told me. The whole company is. So I understand."

Jeff began laughing loudly, "is that what he told you? What a slimy little bitch. No Mrs. Morgan. It's only him. Not the whole company." Vanessa looked very confused, "aww. I guess I should tell you. We're gonna fire his ass next month."

"What?" Vanessa practically shreeked.

"He's not exactly doing his job. He's just not right for us." Jeff lied.

"But we just bought a house. You can't do this."

"But I can and I will. Luckily there's an opening for you. It pays roughly the same salary as your husband's position. My personal slut."

"You sick fuck,"

"Don't worry. We can act like Trevor still has a job, but any income will be completely dependent on you. I'm only going to offer this once. Be careful how you answer."

"What choice do I have?" She responded in anger

"I'll take that as a yes. Now get down on your knees," he pushed her head down.

Vanessa jerked her head back just as she got a whiff of Jeff's cock. "Disgusting," she said while holding the cock with one hand. "I've never smelled such a dirty fat cock. Don't you shower?"

"Not for a bitch like you," Vanessa shot vicious eyes at him as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. "God damn look at your jaw open. Like a fucking snake. You must suck a lot of dick behind your husband's back."

"Maybe," she responded with a flirtatious smile.

"You cheating slut. How many times have you slept behind your husband's back?"

"You're not gonna tell any of this to Trevor or we'll be through," she said starting to take more and more of his cock into her eagerly waiting slut mouth.

"Trust me, I wouldn't jeopardized this," Jeff leaned his head back while he let Vanessa work on his cock with her own style. He was in heaven. Even the high end prostitutes he constantly was on a search for were nowhere near Vanessa's looks.

Meanwhile, Trevor watched as his wife serviced his boss with her mouth. Of course he couldn't hear their conversation but to him it wasn't relevant.

"One sec," Vanessa paused and reached over to grab her phone. She stuck Jeff's half-hard cock into her mouth forcing it to stretch her cheek out. Her lips were so lusciously big around the cock. She took a selfie and sent it.

Wife: is this what you wanted?

Trevor's heart raced to such a degree that he really felt that his heart would explode at any second. His wife was actually doing it. What's worse is that it wasn't even his words. His boss used his phone to trick his wife. Yet he couldn't move a muscle to stop what was happening in front of him. He began texting the words he knew he would later regret.

Trevor: yes.

Vanessa read her husband's approval and was now soaked. Her pussy was salivating for a cock. It was hungry and wanted something real. It wanted something big. It wanted to remember how Victor fucked her senseless. She moved her hand down her yoga pants and began playing with herself as she sucked Trevor's boss's fat cock.

"Did you just take that for your husband?" Jeff asked smiling.

"That's none of your business." Vanessa barked back while still sucking on his cock.

"I couldn't care less about your lives. As long as you become my personal cum dump, I'll be happy."

"I bet you can't even cum that much you old fart."

Jeff laughed, "just wait,"

Vanessa tried her best to make him cum fast but it only made Jeff harder. She decided to go for the kill. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and moved underneath to his balls. They smelled ten times worse than his cock but she devoured them like they were a delicious plate of candies.

Jeff groaned in amazement. "My god. What are you doing to me?" Her smooth long tongue danced around his fully pubed balls juggling and sucking needfully. Jeff couldn't handle it and came load after load into Vanessa's voluptuous brown curly hair. The cum dripped from her bangs and into her eyes and down her face. Jeff watched as Vanessa scooped up the gobs of cum about to roll off her face and entered them into her mouth like a little treat. She swallowed them clean and presented her cum stained face to him.

"You're a pro. Where'd you learn to suck cock and balls like that," Jeff was very out of breath.

"That's for me to know,"

"Like I said, I don't really care." Just then, Jeff's phone began to ring. He looked scared for a second when he looked down. He answered it right away, "Hi dad," he quickly scurried out of the living room.

While he was away, Vanessa took another selfie showing how much cum she had earned. She sent it to Trevor.

Vanessa: should I keep it in my hair?

Trevor didn't know what to do anymore. He was so lost in lust he felt dizzy. His brain and heart were begging him to stop this at once, but his fingers moved on their own as he responded.

Trevor: yes

Vanessa: bad boy :)

Vanessa: I'll be home soon

Vanessa: love you

Trevor couldn't respond. He watched his wife leave the house and heard her drive away. He sat still in shock. A few minutes later Jeff came into the room with a scared look. He saw Trevor and almost asked him for help. "What are you still doing here? Get the fuck out," he yelled at him

Trevor fell off his chair and quickly ran away.