Memories Ch. 04

4th Chapter, read previous chapters to catch up.

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Robert focused back on the Movie and realized it had stopped, who knows how long ago. The house was quite and dark. Cheryl had not come home, and he needed to get to bed. He turned off the TV and went to his room. He left the door open, even though he usually did not do so. He went to bed and wanting to fall asleep, but the memories kept playing in his head. His mind drifted back to the next day after he raped Trish.

The next day, when he knew Gerald was at work in his office, Robert had gone to his office, closed and locked his door and called Trish to hear what had occurred the night before. Gerald seemed completely normal, not saying anything about anything to do with Karen or Trish. Robert wasn't sure how to read him on that.

Trish answered the phone after a few rings, she sounded somewhat down until she heard his voice and she quickly perked up.

"Tell me what happened last night..." Robert asked her.

"Well," she began slowly, "He wasn't as late as I thought he would be, in fact, he showed up not 15 minutes after you left. I wouldn't have been able to get cleaned up if I had tried."

"Really," Robert said, "I thought he was going to stay late."

"He didn't" she answered, "and he came barging in the front door and I was laying there naked with my legs spread and he just stared at me. I know he could see your cum still leaking out of me, and he knew I had been freshly fucked. He started to turn red and stood there with his mouth open."

"Yeah," Robert urged her on, his cock getting hard hearing about it.

"Are you alone?" she asked.

"Yeah," Robert answered. "I'm locked in my office; no one can hear or come in."

"Good." Trish said, "I'm naked and rubbing my cunt right now, take your cock out and I'll continue."

"Here at the office?" Robert questioned, "I could get fired."

"You said no one could come in," she responded. "Pull your pants down and stroke that cock of yours or I'll let you go and never tell you what happened."

"You are one controlling cunt," he laughed as he undid his buckle and pants. He stood up and lowered his pants and shorts to his ankles and sat back down in his chair with his cock sticking up. "Okay, I'm stroking my cock now."

"Is it hard?" she asked.

"Yessss..." he answered, "now will you continue." He stroked up and down the hard shaft as he listened.

"He was just standing there staring at me, his mouth open," she continued. "I thought he was getting really mad, and I had to say something. So I told him to come over here and lick my cunt clean. He shut his mouth and made expressions I could hardly describe. I told him again to come over there and that got him going. Who the hell have you been fucking he started out in a loud voice. I ignored his loud voice and told him that if he wanted to know then start licking my pussy. He said he would not, and started calling me names for cheating on him. Even though I was getting angry with him, I kept my cool and decided to calm him down. I told him I was raped, and his expression changed again for a second, and then he said I didn't act like someone who was raped. I told him that I co-operated, because that is what you are suppose to do in a rape in order not to get hurt. Who the hell raped you! He yelled at me. I told him again that I would tell him all he wanted to know as soon as he started to lick my pussy."

"You were really pushing his buttons." Robert Observed.

"Yeah," she replied, "but that is when it got a little sticky. Because instead of doing as I told him he started off towards the kitchen and said he was calling the police. I yelled at him to stop, and he turned and glared at me. If you were raped then we need to call the cops he said. I think you better hear more before you do that I told him. With that he came and sat down at the end of the couch, looking more at my pussy than at me. I don't think he ever believed that I was raped, but was trying to get more out of me."

"Well," Robert said, "that sounds about right, because if he thought you were really raped he would have been more sympathetic."

"Yeah," she answered, "that is what I thought too. Then I told him that it was his fault that I got raped. Then he was looking at me with a puzzled look on is face and I knew I would have to tell him more. I figured I'd have to get him on the defensive to get him to do as I wanted, so I really dug into him. I started by saying, whose wife have you been fucking. That got him, because he just turned red and stared at me. Well, answer up, I said, who have you been fucking around with. He answered with a weak voice, and said Karen.

"So he admitted to his affair with my wife." Robert mused.

"Yeah," she said, "but really timidly. I asked him how long he had been fucking around behind my back. That had him on the defensive; he stared at me with the most sorrowful look you could imagine. He said real softly for months, and I just glared at him for a second. Then I lowered the boom, I told him to either start licking my pussy clean or go and get my suitcase because I was leaving. He stared at me for a second, and I said I meant it, start licking. He lowered his head a little and kissed my knee and then my thigh and began to kiss his way towards my pussy."

"You're kidding?" Robert said amazed at her control. His cock was really hard as he slid his hand up and down; he knew he would cum soon if he wasn't careful. He could hear her breath coming quicker and knew she was stroking her cunt almost in time with him.

"No," she continued. "Listen, as he got close to my cunt I pulled his head right into it and he began to very slowly lick my pussy. Your cum was still in there and I knew he could taste it. Knowing my husband was licking another man's cum off my pussy really turned me on and I was about to cum. Gerald licked my clit and the shoved his tongue into my pussy and then went back and forth. I was barely able to tell him what had occurred, but I began by telling him that just a few minutes before he got home, Robert had fucked me good in revenge for he had done with Robert's wife. I told him how you came over, stripped and then held me and stripped me. How you had shoved your cock into my throat and then fucked me good, finally cumming deep in my cunt. I described to him how good it felt having a strange cock and as I did I came hard, he kept sucking my cunt as I shuddered under him."

"I'm about to cum just listening to this." Robert said in a husky voice.

"Me too," Trish panted back, then all Robert could hear was her moans and grunts as she came on the other end of the phone. That was all he could take, he began to shoot his cum out onto his desk and on the floor, almost on his pants as well. When he finally stopped the other end of the phone was quite.

"Trish?" he said.

"I'm here," she answered softly. "God that was good. Hearing you cum made me cum even harder, hope you didn't get too messy."

"I'll take care of it." Robert answered and he held his now cum covered soft cock in his cum covered hand. He stared out at his cum on the front of the desk and on the floor, he was sure his office smelled of cum.

"Well," she continued. "After I came the first time, I told him to get up and take his clothes off. Then when he was naked, I could see his cock harder than it had been for me in quite some time. I told him to fuck me. He climbed on top of me and slid his cock in my cunt. I was quite messy after his licking and your cum, and then cumming myself that his cock just slid in really easy. I kept talking about you while he fucked me and it was driving him crazy. I told him that I was going to fuck you again and asked if he'd like to watch and he said he would. Shortly after that he began to fuck me really hard, and the more I told him that I was your slut the harder he seemed to fuck me. We finally came together and laid there on the couch for a while."

"Wow," Robert said, his cock half hard again as he thought about Gerald watching him fuck his wife. "He is okay with me fucking you?"

"Yeah," Trish answered, "He even told me later that he wasn't mad at either of us, and that he wouldn't mind even joining in.

"Really?" Robert responded, "Well, I don't know about that, but I'll bet I'll be seeing you really soon."

"Good." She spoke softly back over the phone, "I mean, oh no, you're not going to rape me again?"

"Well see," he laughed back, "I gotta go, I'll talk to you a little later. Bye now."

"Bye" she said softly and hung up the phone.

Suddenly it hit Robert. That's when he first started the big plan, the plan that would get even with Karen and Gerald, or at least at the time it seemed like it would. Robert drifted off in an uneasy sleep.