The Loving Husband Ch. 11

I was looking down and Carrie was staring up at me when we heard Ann's voice. "Well, what do we have here?" We both started at the sound and looked up. "It seems my husband, the father of my children, is letting some personal assistant cock-sucking, cum slut suck his cock."

I answered with what I thought might work in this scenario. "Honey, let's be calm about this."

"Calm? Calm? You think I'm going to get upset and maybe violent about this? Oh, hell, no. I'm not going to get angry and violent. I'm just going to make sure everything goes the way I want it to. Or, I can just kick your ass out of the house immediately. Your choice." She was playing it up pretty well.

"Uh, sure, honey, whatever you say."

Carrie remained silent and looked stunned, even though she must have been in on this. She was doing a good job of acting.

Ann continued as she walked around behind my desk and stood next to me and Carrie. "So is this little skank the reason that we don't have sex as often as we used to?"

"No."

"Oh, shut up." She reached down and grabbed Carrie by the hair. She pulled until Carrie stood up. "So is this want you want now? You've grown tired of my nice, lithe, toned body and you want someone with big tits and a wide ass?"

"Uh...".

"Forget it." She turned to Carrie. "Okay, slut, you want to flaunt them, then show them. Take off your blouse and bra." Carrie hurriedly did so. Ann reached out and took one of the tits in her hand, bouncing it. "Very heavy." Then she pinched the nipple and pulled on it. Carrie groaned. "They are pretty nice."

Ann released her tits and then pushed on her shoulders. "Okay, get back on your knees like a good little slut." Carrie did. "Now let me tell you how this works. You do everything I say without talking back to me and I might just let you keep your job long enough to find another one. Otherwise, I make this public with the company and you both get fired. Understand?"

Carrie just nodded. Ann looked at me and I nodded. "Good. Now let's get started."

Ann leaned over and took Carrie by the hair again. She turned to me. "Honey, slide forward some more and put your legs up over the arms of the chair." I did so. Ann pulled Carrie's head down between my legs. "Now listen up. My husband deserves better than just good, so you have to be excellent at giving blow jobs and fucking. Now here is what he really likes." She pushed her head forward. "Tease him from his asshole to his balls a little. He doesn't like his balls sucked on, it doesn't do anything for him, but if you lick from his asshole up to them and then around them for a bit before you lick up his cock to suck it, he'll love it."

She released Carrie's head and Carrie followed Ann's direction. She licked perfectly and my cock was hard as a rock by the time she took it into her mouth.

Ann took Carrie's hair again. "Now when you bob, you are not just putting pressure around this cock with your lips, you have to lick around the head each time you come up and make sure to stimulate him just under the cockhead." Carrie followed directions again. She was very good at sucking cock and her tongue was doing wonders to it.

Ann grabbed her by the hair and forced her down onto my cock. She took it in almost to the root, managing to suppress her gag reflex. She was definitely a good cock-sucker.

"Nice." Ann kept controlling the pace of Carrie's blowjob.

Finally, Ann had had enough of that. She pulled Carrie's head off my cock. "Now stand up." Carrie put her hands on my legs and pushed herself to a standing position. I noticed the videographer moving around from behind me where I guess she was getting the best view of my blowjob.

Ann grabbed Carrie's arm and pulled her around in front of my desk. She positioned her about three feet in front of my desk. "Bend over and put your hands on the desk." Carrie did so. "Ann flipped Carrie's skirt up over her ass and onto her back. She looked at Carrie's bare ass. "You little fucking slut. You aren't wearing any panties to work. You were looking to get fucked all along, weren't you?"

Carrie nodded. Ann put her hand on Carrie's ass. "Count!" And with that she brought her hand back and slapped Carrie on the ass pretty hard. Carrie jerked, but stayed in position and counted one. Ann slapped her again, waiting each time for Carrie to count. I stayed put. Finally, after 10, Ann stopped and rubbed Carrie's ass. "Nice! I love seeing a young, red ass."

Ann turned to me. "Okay, mister, get over here and get behind this bitch." I scampered over and the videographer kept moving. Ann reached down and grabbed my cock. "I think you liked me spanking this little skank. Your cock stayed extremely hard." She pulled me forward by my cock. "Now bury your cock in this slut and fuck her hard."

I lined my cock up with Carrie's pussy and eased it in. She may be wet, but I had to get my cock wet. I started slowly stroking into and out of her pussy. She was extremely wet and I loved the view of her bent over my desk as I fucked her from behind. Then Ann got involved again.

"I didn't say have sex with her. I said fuck her hard. Now let me show you." Ann stepped behind me and reached around and grabbed Carrie's hips. She could barely reach far enough. She pulled Carrie toward me hard and my hips slapped up against Carrie's ass. Ann started pulling and pushing hard on Carrie's hips, making me fuck her hard, my body slapping up against Carries. "Now fuck her!"

Ann stepped to the side and I grabbed Carrie's hips hard. I slammed into her with renewed vigor, making it hard for her to keep from being pushed up against the desk. Ann moved around and reached under Carrie. She started fondling and pulling and pinching Carrie's nipples. Carrie started moaning.

"Yeah, you moan like a whore, too. Go ahead and cum you little bitch. You don't get to have my husband's cum in your cunt, so you'd better get off now. Once he's ready to cum, your fucking is over."

Carrie was moaning louder now and Ann leaned over and spoke to Carrie softly, almost directly into her ear. "You like fucking my husband?"

"Yes, ma'am." Carrie whispered between moans.

"You like feeling his big, hard cock penetrating your worthless little cunt?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"You like sucking his cock and licking his ass and balls?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good, now cum all over his cock you cock-sucking slut."

Ann pulled hard on her nipple and I pounded into her and Carrie started cumming. She let out a big groan and froze. Then she jerked a few times as I continued to fuck her through it.

When she was done, Ann put her hand on my chest. "That's enough, John. Pull out and sit back in your chair." I did so.

Ann pulled Carrie up to a standing position and looked at her. "Was that good?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Now as a personal assistant cum dump, you don't get to have my husband come in your worthless cunt. However, you can go and clean up that mess you made of his cock and suck his cum out of his balls. You must not spill a drop. Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Carrie came over and knelt back down on the cushion. She reached for my cock but Ann stopped her.

"No!" Carrie froze and looked up. "Start at the bottom and make sure to clean all of your skank pussy juice off MY cock."

I put my legs up over the arms of my chair and Carrie started with my ass. I was loving this. The videographer got a little close at one point and I had to move her so that I could still see.

Carrie was excellent now. She was doing everything Ann had taught her that I like. She cleaned off my balls and around my cock and then started sucking it. She was very good and I had been worked up for a while now. Ann came around and put her arm on my shoulder. Carrie continued to suck.

I put my hand on Ann's ass and felt it. She grinned at me. I then watched as Carrie did a great job sucking and licking my cock as I put my hand under my wife's dress. Fuck! She was without panties, too. I put my hand up against her pussy and she was extremely wet. I wanted to play with her pussy, but by this time I had had enough. Carrie's sucking and my wife's direction had had me worked up for too long. I was going to blow.

I reached down and put my hand on Carrie's head. "Here it comes." And at that I arched my back and erupted. I shot and shot into Carrie's mouth. I shot so much that I was sweating from the exertion of trying to fuck my cock into her mouth so hard. Carrie held on and swallowed everything. She finally came off my cock with a pop and let it slip off to the side.

"Nicely done, slut." Ann was grinning. I collapsed back into the chair and Ann patted me on the shoulder. "Way to go, honey. Just sit there and relax while I straighten something out with my new little bitch."

Ann turned to Carrie. "You get dressed, too, you little cum slut." Carrie stood up and started to get dressed. The videographer kept filming.

Once Carrie was dressed, Ann pulled her by the arm over to my desk again. "Bend over." Carrie did so immediately. Ann flipped her skirt up over her ass, baring it again. "Now, we need to get a couple of things straight." She smacked Ann on the ass. "You like fucking and sucking my husband, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Another smack. "Good, because I am going to give you permission to fuck and suck him on two conditions." Another smack. "The first condition is that you have to call me and ask for permission. And you have to ask specifically. If you want to just suck his cock, you have to ask for that, if you want to fuck and suck, you have to ask for each specific act, got it?" Another smack.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. The second condition is that you must obtain a set of butt plugs to train you to be fucked in the ass by my husband. This one you cannot request. This one is totally under my control and at any time I may call you and tell you that you are going to be butt-fucked by my husband. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Excellent. Now I expect one of your butt plugs to be of the princess kind that has the nice jeweled end on it. I'll give you a couple of weeks to get your ass trained. When I call and tell you that you are going to let my husband have your ass, I expect you to put the princess plug in. You will wear that one to work the day that I tell you to let him fuck your ass. Is that clear?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Another smack. "Now go back to your desk and get some work done, you little cunt."

As soon as Carrie went out the door, Ann waved to the videographer. "Okay, that's all."

After she put the camera down, Ann went and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Ann and this is my husband, John."

The young woman smiled and when Ann pointed to me she looked down at my cock laying there on my thigh. "My name's Shannon. It's nice to meet you. That was really something."

Ann grinned. She had seen how Shannon had glanced at my cock. "There's a little cum that is still on the top of his cock. You want a taste?"

Even though she had filmed a very explicit sex scene, Shannon blushed at that and looked away. "No, thanks. I'm fine."

Ann shrugged her shoulders and went to the door. "Carrie, come back in now."

Carrie came back in and suddenly hugged my wife. "Thank you so much, Ann." She released her and grinned at both of us. "That was the most exciting thing I've ever done. It was totally amazing."

Ann smiled. "Well, you handled it very well. I'm glad you were up for it."

"No problem. You guys are fun."

"Thanks." Then Ann gave her a nasty grin. "You know, what I said at the end that, that wasn't just for the camera."

"What?"

"If you want to fuck my husband, those rules apply."

That took Carrie by surprise. "Oh!" She looked back and forth between the two of us. "Well, I may just have to take you up on that."

Ann grinned. "Just remember what I said about the butt plugs."

Carrie reached back and grabbed her ass. "Well, we'll have to see about that."

Ann looked over at me. "Okay, stud, you can get dressed now." The sarcasm was a little thick there.

I got dressed and after a few more words, we packed up and headed home.

When we were a block from home I turned toward Ann. "That was an awesome experience."

Ann smiled. "For me, too. I just hope you can get it up again when we get home and I watch it."

I had no problem getting it up again while Ann enjoyed the tape. Life was just full of surprises.