M&Ms Forever

This story has the tag cuckquean, but I'm not a hundred percent sure it fits. I think it's close enough, but let me know if I'm wrong and I'll fix it.

Synopsis: Mia asks her boyfriend to fuck her bitchy boss to have leverage and realized she liked it.

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Mia looked at the time for the third time in thirty minutes.

"Just three-forty? I'm so boooored."

"Go for a walk around the office. Ask if anyone needs anything," said her friend Emily.

"I'm not that bored."

Mia was beginning to doubt her career choice. She worked in human resources for an insurance company. She was either bored out of her mind, or overwhelmed with work, with barely any in-between. It was all the more frustrating because she knew that tomorrow, Madison, her boss, would announce her idea for the Halloween party. As if a week was enough to prepare for the kind of party she wanted. The only real work they did was interviews and processing expenses.

Anytime Mia tried to come up with an initiative, Madison shut her down.

When Emily asked if there was anything they could do to prepare for Halloween, Madison simply said, "You'll know next week."

"Bitch, we're on the same team. Why are you telling us at the same time as everyone?" thought Mia.

And so tomorrow, the hectic organization of the Halloween party would start. It was nothing new. Mia had worked there for a year and a half, and Madison always announced things last minute. The worst had been the Christmas party. They had to make gifts for everyone, and they also flew in employees from their offices in other countries. The only thing Madison did was book the venue. Everything else, she delegated to both of them.

Of course, when people complimented her about how good it looked, she took all the credit. Even for things she didn't even think about.

Worst of all, they couldn't complain to anyone, because the big boss, Madison's boss, was her father. They sent him an email explaining the situation in the most polite way possible, but nothing came of it. At least Mia was working with her best friend, which made the days more bearable.

She wanted to text her boyfriend, who was working from home, but restrained herself. He already warned her a couple of times that because he was working from home, didn't mean he wasn't working. She could text him here and there, but nothing like the time she basically had a conversation with him all day. Which she would have loved to do today.

"What are you doing tonight?" inquired her friend.

"Same old. Spending the night in with Mike. You?"

"Dunno yet. Probably binge-watch something."

They talked until it was the end of the day.

When she got home, Mike was already preparing dinner. She hugged him from behind, resting her head against his upper back with a sigh.

"Big day?" he asked.

"No. Boring day." She reached around and unbuckled his belt. "I need some excitement."

Mike chuckled and rubbed his ass on her stomach. "Always happy to provide."

"Hmm," she kissed his back. "Don't I know it."

Mike kept cutting the carrots as Mia tugged on his hardening cock once his pants were around his ankles. Her other hand went between his legs to play with his balls. "How was your day?"

"Stressing. We had a bug in production. We couldn't reproduce it on our side, and the logs weren't helpful. So I added a bunch of logs everywhere, and we redeployed. Turn's out, their firewall prevented communication between our services in their ecosystem. It was a bitch to figure out."

But he did figure it out. Mia liked how he always figured things out. She didn't know enough to comprehend how truly impressive it was, but she'd yet to hear him talk about a problem he couldn't solve.

They met four years ago during a badminton match. Mike went with a colleague on a weekly basis. Mia just moved into town and joined the local Facebook group to know when and where to play badminton. She went alone and got paired with someone to play against Mike and his friend. It began friendly, but quickly got competitive. After an hour or so of bantering, Mia challenged Mike to a one-on-one. When Mike won, Mia told him he had won her phone number.

They eventually met for a drink and had a good vibe. Four months later, they were living together.

"I wanted to text you today. Good thing I didn't." She began to stroke him more vigorously. "How about we start the night by taking a load off?"

Mike smiled at her wordplay and gave her a tissue. After some time, while he was peeling potatoes, he felt his orgasm coming. He turned around, and she immediately kneeled and took him into her mouth. She aggressively bobbed on his head while she stroked the shaft.

"Cumming!"

She pulled him out and moved the tissue in front of his dick, and spurts of cum landed on it. She didn't like to swallow on an empty stomach. When his orgasm subsided, she cleaned him with the tissue and kissed the tip, before lifting his pants back up.

"Thanks," she said, throwing the tissue in the garbage.

He didn't say anything. After four years, he was accustomed to Mia's kinks. At first, he felt bad because she always did this to him and didn't want him to reciprocate. It took a while before he was convinced she simply liked to do that. It would have been concerning if it was like that in the bedroom, too, because he also enjoyed getting her off. Fortunately, she liked to receive and give in that context. Giving handjobs here and there was just Mia being Mia.

The next day, as predicted, there was a ton of work to do for the Halloween party. Mia and Emily each went their way to decorate the office. After a few hours of being micromanaged by Madison, they sat down in the cafeteria to eat.

"What does it matter if the ghost is on the right or left of the pumpkin? What's her problem!?"

"Maybe she's overcompensating," said Emily, smirking.

"What do you mean?" Mia knew something juicy was coming.

"I got in touch with one of her exes last night."

"What!? How?"

Emily shrugged. "Made a fake account, and she accepted my friend request. Looked through her old pictures, and contacted the guys that were tagged. I figured one of them would be all too happy to spill the beans. And boy, did he spill."

Mia got closer. "Well, c'mon, you know I love beans!"

"Supposedly, she's a huge submissive in bed. The kind that will do anything he wants."

"Not surprised. How else can she get a guy to stick around? I bet she'd berate him for putting the milk in front of the orange juice. Only way to shut her up is by shoving his cock in her mouth."

"Or replacing the broomstick in her ass," snickered Emily.

"Did you find anything we can hold over her?"

"Sadly, no. They never took pictures or recordings. I think she knows it will inevitably be used against her."

"Do you know someone who could do it?"

"No, not really." Neither of them had guy friends. "The only guy I know is Mike." Emily glanced over to see the reaction of Mia when she jokingly mentioned her boyfriend. Seeing her serious thinking face, she arched an eyebrow. "You're seriously considering it?"

Mia shrugged. "Maybe."

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to do it. She could hide in the closet to film them while Mike makes her his bitch. She tried to push away the idea, as she hated getting horny at work, but always came back to it. It was getting to the point where she was ready to talk about it with Mike that night.

She was a bit worried. This was a big step in their relationship. Any relationship, really. Asking him to fuck another girl could easily mess up what they have. And Mia absolutely loved what they had. She would have to broach the subject methodically.

Later, during dinner, she decided to make the first move. "Madison acted like a bitch all day. Switch this. Lower that. Move that over here. So fucking annoying."

Mike shook his head. "I don't know why she acts like that. Maybe her father is hard on her, so she tries to make everything perfect to please him. I wouldn't be surprised if she has daddy issues."

"Emily had a different theory, but in retrospect, they kind of intersect. She said she's overcompensating because she's a huge submissive in bed."

"Yeah, sure, it could be that."

"You don't understand. We know for a fact she's a sub."

"How?"

"Emily got in contact with an ex of hers."

"Ah. I wouldn't put too much weight into what an ex has to say."

"I don't think he had any reason to lie. It's not like we can use that against her."

"I guess."

"And if it's true and we find a way to record it, then, we can use that against her."

"That's a big if. How would you even go about doing that."

"Well, we just need to find a guy to seduce her."

"You make it sound easy."

She decided to be direct. "Would you do it?"

Mike choked on his food. "What?"

"Have sex with her while I record from the closet."

"Eeeeh..."

"We already know she has a thing for you. Remember the Christmas party? I don't think it would take much convincing."

Mia looked down at her plate and ate, waiting for his response. Mike looked at her, pensively. "You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"And you would be okay watching me making love with the girl you hate?"

"Hmm, not love, sex. I want you to dominate the little bitch and fuck her hard. Think you can do that?"

Mike was hesitant. Mia wasn't the kind to play games just to test his reaction. Still, it was rarely a good idea to admit to his girlfriend that he was okay with fucking another girl. "I think so... if it's what you want."

"Good."

While Mia cleaned the table, Mike processed the conversation they had just had. He knew Mia was kinky, but this was unexpected. To record him having hate sex with her office rival, she must have really wanted to hold something over her head. Maybe there was a thrill in it for her, too. She never showed a sadistic side before, except that she could be forceful at times, which he liked about her.

Later, while watching television, Mike paused the movie. "I have to ask. Do you have a plan? Or at least the beginning of a plan?"

"Sure, I do. We go to the Halloween party in separate cars. She'll come on to you. You flirt with her. You say you'll go for a walk and bring her home, taking your time. I drive fast to get home first. I hide in the closet and film you fucking her brains out. You drive back slowly to the office, while I drive fast. Badabim, badaboom."

"Huh, you did put some thought into it. How long have you been thinking about it?"

"Since noon."

"What if she doesn't bite?"

Mia shrugged. "Then she doesn't bite."

"What if I can't go through with it."

"Then you don't go through with it. The worst that can happen is nothing happens."

"Mkay, I think we should both sleep on it and see if we're still up for it tomorrow. I don't want us to have any regrets about this."

The next day, after discussing it over breakfast, they were both still on board. Although Mike couldn't make any promises, he'd try his best to make it happen. The days leading to the Halloween party moved in slow motion for Mia. Mike noticed an increased sex drive. Not that he was complaining.

On the night of the fatal day, they each drove to Mia's office in their own car. Mia was disguised as Little Red Riding Hood, while Mike was the Woodsman. They had to arrive early to set up the party. When they entered the cafeteria, they spotted Emily, sitting alone, dressed as Hermione Granger from Harry Potter.

Emily waved at them when they saw the couple. "Hey! If it's not my favorite M&Ms."

"Hey Emily, how are you doing?"

The couple sat next to her.

"Just fine, thank you. What do you think?"

Mike looked around. "Pretty good! Almost as if you were paid to do this."

"Ha, ha. We put a lot of effort into this."

"I bet. The fog is really cool."

"Tell me about it. We must have called dozens of places. Did you know that fog machines are especially popular during Halloween? And that calling two days prior will make the other guy on the line laugh?"

"Damn, who knew?"

"Not Madison, that's for sure. Speaking of the witch, disguised as a kitten to seduce the fools, here she comes."

She was wearing a tight, black linen suit with black lines as whiskers. Simple enough, but leaving little to the imagination.

"Hey Mad, this is Mike, my boyfriend. You probably remember him from the Christmas party."

"Of course." She shook his hand. "Girls, the party will start soon. I need you to take the plates out of the fridge."

When the girls went away, Madison turned to Mike. "I always had a thing for lumberjacks."

Mike laughed. "I picked the right costume, then. I'm a cat person myself."

"Mreow," playfully said Madison, clawing at him.

He smiled and chuckled at her act, and glanced toward Mia to make her think he was nervous. The goal was to show interest, but let her work for it. She needed to think she convinced him to have sex with her. Mike had to walk the fine line between showing interest and being reluctant to cheat on Mia.

She walked away, swaying her ass, as the girls came back.

"So?" inquired Mia, as soon as Madison was out of earshot.

"It's hooked. A bit too soon to tell if it can be reeled in."

"Good!"

"What are you guys talking about?" asked Emily.

"Just a prank we're pulling on Madison to see how far she'll go with Mike."

"What if she wants to go all the way?"

"We won't let it come to that." Mia wasn't ready to reveal her plan to her friend.

During the next couple of hours, people filtered in. The trio exchanged politeness with the ones who were making rounds. Madison used various excuses to get the girls away from Mike so she could flirt with him. It was increasingly becoming less and less subtle. Madison openly said what she would do to him if he were her boyfriend. Mike couldn't help but be aroused. He told the girls everything when they returned, shocking them each time. Mia kept giving him advice on what he should say and how to act to the incredulity of Emily. If Mike was her boyfriend, the last thing she'd want is to throw other girls into his arms. But Mia seemed to enjoy it instead.

With the help of Mia, Mike asserted his dominance over Madison through their flirting. She had Mike say things he would never have said before, thinking many times Madison would blow her lid off. But somehow, she only seemed happily surprised by how forthcoming he was.

Later in the night, Mia made him say, "If my girlfriend weren't here, I would take you into the bathroom and have my way with you," to help convince her to leave the party for an hour.

Just as Mia anticipated, Madison eventually asked Mike if he could find a reason to leave the party for a while. Mike proposed they go to his house, which was just ten minutes from there. Madison readily agreed. She waited not far from the trio for Mike to make his exit.

"I'm feeling a bit stuffy. I'll go out to take some air and come back later."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," said Emily. "Unfortunately, we have to stay here, being the organizers and all."

Mike kissed Mia and left. When she saw the door closed, Madison told the girls they were in charge for the next hour or so. When she left, Madison hoped they thought it would be suspicious of her leaving just after Mike.

"There's something I need to do. Back in an hour." Mia felt bad for leaving Emily alone, but the party was going well, and there was little left to do until cleaning up at the end. She drove reasonably fast, not wanting to get a speeding ticket. It would ruin the whole thing. She trusted Mike to drive slower or make a detour.

When she arrived, she hid in the mirrored closet, leaving a small opening in the sliding door. She sat on a blanket, in the darkness, her phone at the ready. They had already tested if they could see her in the closet, and it was fairly safe. Madison would need to be really close to suspect anything. Before long, Mike and Madison entered the room, kissing. Mia noticed he already had his dick out. They quickly undressed, and Mike made Madison kneel.

"Finish what you started in the car, slut."

Although he gave her an order, Mike didn't give her time to do anything. He gripped her curled brown hair and impaled her on his cock to the hilt. Mia gasped silently, impressed by Madison taking his member whole without gagging. While she could do it too, it took some effort, unlike Madison. Mia immediately felt her loins on fire at the sight. She had to control her respiration to make sure they wouldn't hear her shallow breathing.

"Yes! Make her choke on that cock."

While Mike was facefucking Madison, Mia studied her. She was pretty enough, but the thing that stood out the most was her breasts. A flawless 34DD cup, perfectly symmetrical. Her stiff nipples perked out, begging to be teased. Mia couldn't help but touch her own. They were smaller, but she knew it didn't really matter that much to men, in general. At least, not to Mike.

Besides her plumper ass, they had a similar figure and height. Mike yanked her head off with a grunt. He pulled her up by the neck with two hands and pushed her onto the bed on her stomach. She yelped and giggled when he pulled her by the ankle to make her kneel on the ground while her upper body rested on the bed.

Mia zoomed on her round, tanned ass just in time to have a good shot of a slap.

"Ah!"

After slapping the other cheek, he spread them apart for the camera. Mia could tell how aroused Madison was. He positioned himself behind her and penetrated her folds, balls deep, not giving her time to adjust. There was something freeing about not caring for your partner. Mia had been clear on how to treat her. He began to fuck her hard, slamming her into the bed.

Madison gasped, but didn't tell him to slow down. She seemed to just get more excited by his behavior.

"Your cock feels so good!"

He slapped her ass. "And your pussy is amazing!"

"Yeah? Ugh, better than-- hmpf, your girlfriend?"

Mike looked back and saw a finger pointing toward them and then up. "Really?" He wasn't sure where this was going, but this was Mia's plan. "All right, then."

He augmented his pace. "So much better."

He looked back again and saw a thumbs-up. Then, the thumb moved up, telling him to crank it up. Mike sighed internally, not knowing what to think of this, but complied.

"Can't compare her slack hole with your tight cunt. Fuck! I can't get enough of it."

"Fuck, I love your cock. Fuck that tight pussy like you own it."

Mia wanted Madison to think she was a lot better than her. The higher she thought she was above her, the higher the fall when she realized she'd been played. She trusted Mike implicitly and wasn't worried about losing him.

"Enjoy it while you can, slut."

Mia wished she didn't need to film. She was horny as fuck, but didn't want the phone to shake. Should have gotten a stand. Hindsight is twenty-twenty.

"Yes! FUCK ME!"

He slowed down and leaned over her. He reached around, holding her tits, then pulled her back up in his embrace. He bit her shoulder, squeezed her breasts, and resumed his fucking with an animalistic grunt.

"Shit! Ungh, are you fucking her like that every day? Lucky little bitch."

"That's right, cunt. I get that whenever I want."

Mia was already thinking about having another hidden camera from a different angle. She wanted to see him maltreat her voluptuous assets. For now, she could only watch his ass flex every time he bumped into her. Mike pushed her back onto the bed and put his hands on her shoulder. Using that as leverage, he hammered into her.

With his weight on him, Madison couldn't stop him even if she wanted. Every thrust sent a wave of increasing pleasure in her loins. Just taking what he wanted, satisfying his carnal lust for her. Before long, her orgasm was near.