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"She's not going to have sex with you," James snarled, his voice still raised, "This is as far as it's going to go."
Richard looked him over for a few seconds and seemed to be thinking. "Fine, I'm not going home with blue balls tonight--twenty thousand dollars, cash, right now. You go convince her to come back in and finish the job she started," Richard said almost cavalierly. It gave the strange impression that this was not the first time that Richard had negotiated the price of a man's wife.
James was stunned by the offer. "Twenty thousand..." James trailed off as he looked at the fat roll of cash in Richard's hand. He knew twenty thousand dollars was a life-changing amount for them right now. It was almost half of James' pretax salary as a school teacher. Not to mention, it was on top of the money Richard had already given them tonight.
James looked up from the money to Richard, "Let me talk to her."
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James walked down the hall and knocked on the bathroom door. A few moments later, his wife opened it. She was standing there, naked, other than the black thong and her heels that she still hadn't taken off. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. He stepped into the bathroom and hugged her tightly.
Sophie held her head against his chest, "I'm so sorry, James. I don't know what happened. It just got out of control. You must think I'm such a slut." She seemed like she would start crying at any moment.
He held her in their embrace. "You're not a slut. I was right there the whole time. I told you to do it. Remember?" he reminded her.
Sophie looked up at him. He was always shocked by how beautiful she was. Her golden blonde hair and deep emerald eyes made for a striking appearance. He was reminded how lucky he was to be married to her.
"But why?" she asked desperately, "How could you let me do that with another man?"
"I think I got lost in the moment too. Watching you", he admitted. "It was so much more intense than I was expecting."
"Did... did that really turn you on that much...?" she asked with a glance down at his crotch. His face went red with embarrassment at the reminder that she had seen him masturbating.
"Uh, honestly, Soph, yeah. It was crazy, but wow, you looked incredible. I didn't know you could dance like that. Seeing you getting so into it just pushed me over the edge," he told her. "I didn't expect the one drink to turn out this way."
"Can you believe he offered five thousand dollars just to sleep with me?" she laughed, still on the verge of tears. "That's so much money. I can't even imagine."
James' face must have told her that something was wrong. "What?" she asked, her voice cracking. He almost didn't want to tell his wife and considered keeping the last offer a secret, but she could tell he was holding something back.
"James, tell me," she said seriously.
"After you walked out, he said he would give us, uh, more than five thousand dollars," he said quietly. He still wasn't sure that telling her was the right decision, but she wouldn't let it go.
The look on Sophie's face told him how shocked she was. "More than five thousand dollars?! To have sex with me?" She asked, floored. "Is he insane?"
James paused, unsure what to say next, and Sophie realized what was happening.
"Oh my god, you came to see if I would do it," she said, stepping back from her husband. "Are you kidding, James? You really came in here to convince me? He's older than our parents!" She was getting angry at him now.
"You didn't mind it much a few minutes ago," he said, regretting the words before they left his mouth.
She stared at him, pissed. "Nice one, James. Well, how much is your wife worth to you? How much did you tell him he could have me for? Huh? Eight thousand?" She asked him with contempt.
"Twenty thousand," he answered, wondering how she would react to such an absurd number.
"...What?" She asked in disbelief. Her anger vanished in an instant as she heard the number.
"He offered twenty thousand dollars. Cash," James stated again.
"Oh my god." His wife turned away and was silent for a moment before turning back to him. "You would really want me to do that?" She asked, her eyes searching his face for the truth.
"It's a lot of money, Sophie," he said, trying to maintain his composure.
She studied him closely. "It is, but I think part of you wants to see me with him," she said. She had read his desire even though he struggled to admit it to himself. "I think some part of you has wanted this for weeks. You've just been too afraid to admit it."
"Soph..." he started, trying to find the words he wanted to say but coming up empty.
"You have to tell me if you want me to do this," She insisted.
He stared into her beautiful green eyes. He nodded to her.
"No, James. I need to hear you say it," she insisted. Her tone stressed the consequence of the decision.
He took a deep breath, struggling with his mixed feelings. He hadn't been able to admit it to himself yet, but he managed to force out his answer. "I want you to do it."
"Are you sure?" she asked, "There's no going back, James."
He wasn't sure how much of his desire was out of their need for money or his lust to see her go further with Richard, but he knew he couldn't say no.
"I'm sure," he said with a tone of finality, accepting his decision.
She held his eyes for several moments before stepping toward and kissing him gently.
"I love you," Sophie told him earnestly. With that, she opened the door to the bathroom and walked back toward the man waiting in the living room.
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She strode confidently into the living room. He followed her sheepishly.
"Good to see you didn't change," Richard said approvingly.
"Give us the money now," she said without room for question in her voice. The man smiled, took the whole roll of money, and tossed it to James.
"Feel free to count it, but it's all there," he added, "and well worth it."
"And you have to use a condom," James added.
"Sure thing," Richard said dismissively. "Now, bring that tight little body back over here," he said, beckoning her to him.
She took slow, deliberate steps toward where he sat in the chair. As she got close to him, he stood up and put his hands on her waist to pull her close. James watched as the man immediately tried to kiss her, but she pulled away instinctively, cutting it short.
"I just paid for a lot more than a kiss, sweetheart," he said with a laugh.
The man stared into her eyes for a few moments and then pushed her roughly back on the sofa behind her.
"Hey!" James half shouted, but they didn't let on if either of them heard him. Richard unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor before pulling off his shirt. He stepped up to the couch in front of her, grabbing Sophie by the legs and pulling her butt to the edge of the sofa. The man roughly grabbed her panties and yanked them off before he started lining himself up with her exposed and unprotected pussy.
"Richard, condom," he said assertively, speaking loud enough to make sure that the man heard him.
"Yeah, yeah," Richard answered, annoyed, without looking up. He stepped over to his discarded pants and pulled out a condom from his pocket, quickly ripping it open. With one hand, he rolled it down his cock as he positioned it threateningly over James' wife.
Richard forced her legs open wider, her heels still on her feet as Richard had wanted. The scene was depraved. He was nearly old enough to be her grandfather. His large frame and heavy abdomen looked obscene so close to Sophie's lean, fit body. But the part that James couldn't help but focus on was what was jutting out from below his belly.
James had always thought he was average from what he had read online. His cock was about 5 inches if he was generous with his measurement. This had never felt inadequate as his wife seemed to more than enjoy their lovemaking. But now that he was looking at Richard, he couldn't help but feel inferior. The base of Richard's cock was above her opening, with the tip nearly at her belly button. James estimated he was at least seven or eight inches and quite thick.
Richard was ready now. He pulled back and pressed the thick head of his cock between Sophie's lips. Her husband heard her gasp as the other man slowly pushed inside her. After advancing about two inches, he pulled back until almost out. Then he pushed again, a little further this time, stretching her out and giving her time to acclimate before pulling back again.
Every time he pushed in, she would let out an involuntary gasp. Richard continued to work himself inside of her slowly, each stroke a little deeper. James took a seat back in the chair he had sat in earlier and watched as more and more of the cock disappeared into his wife. Right as he wondered how much more she would be able to take, Richard decided to push the rest of his cock into her all at once.
"UGH," Sophie moaned despite her best attempt to stifle it. Richard had had enough of the slow warm-up and increased his speed.
"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." came out of her in rhythm with his thrusts as she got used to the biggest cock she had ever had. She didn't seem to be in any pain. If anything, James admitted, she almost seemed to be enjoying. He took his own cock out and started to stroke himself while he watched.
Richard held this pace for a couple of minutes before James noticed the tell-tale signs of his wife's building orgasm.
James watched in silence as this older man fucked his beautiful twenty-six-year-old wife in front of him.
"Fuck yeah," Richard said through gritted teeth as he continued his pace, thrusting into her again and again. "I knew I was going to have to fuck you the second I saw you in that clinic." He finally slowed for a second to lean in and kiss Sophie on the lips. She initially resisted, but this time, she seemed to relent and kiss him back a moment later.
"Your tight little body in those scrubs, I wanted to bend you over and fuck you on the spot," Richard continued before kissing her again. James saw Sophie bite his lip mid-kiss this time. Despite his disbelief, Sophie appeared to be turned on by what the man said to her.
"Ugghhh," Sophie moaned as she arched her back and wrapped her legs around the older man's waist. James knew she was cumming hard. Richard never slowed down as he continued to jackhammer into her through her entire orgasm. James' jaw was almost on the floor. He continued to stroke himself while watching the lewd scene.
Richard finally slowed down again and gave her a minute to come down from her orgasm before he pulled out of her suddenly. Sophie opened her eyes, surprised at the feeling of emptiness.
"Flip over and face your husband," he demanded, his voice leaving no room for disobedience. James watched as Sophie, still in her heels, quickly flipped over and turned towards him. Richard put both hands on her hips and pulled her butt up in the air, then pushed her head down toward the sofa.
Sophie made direct eye contact with her husband as she was positioned, her ass obscenely in the air, waiting for Richard to reenter her. He wasted no time in kneeling on the sofa behind her, preparing to mount the gorgeous young blonde.
"Damn, your wife's pussy is worth way more than twenty thousand," Richard taunted him while he moved his cock up and down, teasing her opening. James looked back at his wife, her eyes still on him. "You should have held out for more," Richard laughed and plunged his cock back into Sophie.
"Oh god," she gasped as he entered her again. Richard was penetrating even deeper at this angle, but he immediately set a similarly relentless pace as he had before.
Sophie's green eyes never left James, but after several minutes, he could tell they were starting to glaze over. Richard had one large hand on her hip, holding her in place while he rammed his cock into her. His other hand squeezed her ass roughly. SMACK, James was startled as Richard had just slapped his wife's ass.
"Mmmm," Sophie let out as her breasts swung back and forth with the rhythm of the pounding she was taking. He fucked her hard for several minutes, and her body seemed to be responding as she pushed back to meet his thrusts. Richard smiled broadly and abruptly stopped thrusting.
James again was shocked at his wife's reaction. She desperately and unsuccessfully tried to drive herself back to fuck herself on the man's cock. Sophie looked back at Richard, but his large hands held her hips firmly to keep her from her goal.
Richard smiled at her desperation. "You want more? Tell your husband how good it is!" Richard ordered her.
Sophie couldn't look at her husband. She whispered something inaudibly as she buried her face into the couch cushion.
"Look at him, and tell him how good it is!" Richard ordered again, his hands fingers digging into her muscular hips to keep her where he wanted her.
Sophie looked up at James with her big emerald-colored eyes. A look of lust he hadn't seen in them before, "It's so good," she admitted, just audible enough for her husband to hear her. He saw her try again to move her ass back into the cock that was teasing her pussy.
"Is it better than your husband?" Richard continued his interrogation, seemingly intent on demeaning the couple.
"Mmhmm," she whimpered, this time barely audible to James.
SMACK. Richard's hand had made contact with her firm ass again. "I didn't hear you," he told her roughly.
"Yessss," Sophie moaned as her hands gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, her eyes avoiding her husband now. He saw she was still wearing the sapphire bracelet he had bought her for their anniversary a few months ago.
"What do you want?" Richard asked, "Say it, and you'll get it."
Sophie didn't answer but suddenly pushed back hard, catching Richard off guard. She managed to get half of his cock back into her before he pulled back.
"Damn bitch, you need this cock bad, don't you," he said with a hearty laugh.
"Mhmmm," she moaned softly. Richard started moving his hips again, and her eyes closed in bliss. He reached out and grabbed a handful of Sophie's golden mane to hold her in place as he pistoned his cock into her from behind. Every thrust sent a shockwave through her lithe body and made her tits swing back and forth. He fucked her with determination like this for several minutes. His stamina was impressive, James thought.
He saw her eyelids open slightly during the fucking. Her eyes were unfocused, and she seemed to be on another plane of existence. Sophie was entirely focused on the sensation of the big cock pounding her pussy from behind.
James had continued to stroke himself frantically and had reached the point of no return. "Ughh," he grunted as he came. He shot his load with a small rope out onto the carpet in front of him. He slowed his stroking as he caught his breath.
Sophie's involuntary whimpers continued as the older man continued his assault on Sophie's pussy.
After cumming, James' came out of the haze of his lust, and the debauchery in front of him was hard to stomach. His perfect wife was bent over on the couch on her hands and knees. Her ass was in the air while a man over twice her age fucked her hard. He still had a hand holding her by the hair for leverage so he could drive his cock into her even harder, and as best James could tell, Sophie was loving it.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh Godddd," she continued to moan in pleasure.
Richard looked at James and smirked at him before he started talking to Sophie again. "If I had known you were such a slut, I wouldn't have waited so long for this," he said, demeaning Sophie in front of her husband. James gritted his teeth.
"I'm going to fuck you every time I come to your office from now on, and you're going to let me, isn't that right?" he more told her than asked.
Sophie's eyes were closed as she panted like a dog in heat while the older man used her body for his pleasure.
"You're going to fuck my cock and make it cum every time you see me, huh?" Richard demanded again while he continued his relentless pounding of her.
Sophie was almost trembling from pleasure by this point. James realized that he was about to watch her have another and significantly more intense orgasm.
"Answer, and I'll let you finish," Richard told her. Sophie started wildly bucking her hips back onto his thrusts, clearly not waiting for his permission to finish.
"Ughhh," she groaned as she was close to cumming again.
"Sophie," Richard's voice cut like a knife as he wouldn't be ignored.
"Fuckkk, yessss", she moaned loudly, clear as day. The surprises of the night hadn't stopped. James swallowed, his mouth dry. Was she answering his question from before? And to add to it, he had only heard Sophie use language like that once or twice in extreme circumstances. She had never used it during sex.
She continued bucking against him and then stopped rigidly as she came. "Ohhhhhhhhh, FUCKK," she moaned.
The huge older man had reached his own orgasm. He pulled his cock out of James' wife and ripped the condom off, throwing it on the sofa cushion in one smooth motion.
"Shiit," Richard groaned as he stroked his cock rapidly to his climax. James watched as the man's cum shot across his wife's back and ass in several bursts while he pumped his cock with his hand.
"God damn," Richard said as he looked down at the young blonde with an extremely satisfied expression, "worth every penny." Richard slapped Sophie's firm ass one more time before he got up and started getting dressed. Sophie sat back and wrapped her arms around herself to provide a small amount of modesty.
James's mind was swimming, but he made himself walk over and sit on the couch by his wife. She looked at him, uncertainty in her beautiful green eyes. He gently stroked her head, trying to reassure her without words.
Richard's voice made them both look up. He was slipping his jacket back onto his shoulders.
"I had a great evening tonight, but I'm going to get going. Sophie, I'll see you in a few days," he said with an arrogant wink. James thought back to the question the man had asked Sophie, as well as her answer, but put it out of his mind once Richard closed the door behind him.
He helped his wife get cleaned up and into the shower before he turned his attention to the money. Hundred-dollar bills were on the floor around the chair in the middle of the room, several still wrapped up in the thong Sophie had worn earlier, and a separate stack lying on the coffee table.
He quietly collected and counted the money that his wife had earned throughout the evening. Her illicit acts with Richard had driven him wild while he watched, but doubts flooded his mind now. Had it been worth it? He wasn't sure. He didn't know what the long-term effects would be on Sophie or their relationship.
He finished counting, confirming just shy of twenty-five thousand dollars. Their money issues were over for now. He put the money in the safe in their bedroom and then joined Sophie in bed. She had curled up and gone to sleep after her shower, exhausted from everything that had occurred.
He lay awake for what seemed like forever, trying to make sense of his feelings.
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The following morning, James woke up early, the first light of dawn illuminating their bedroom. He reached his hand across to Sophie's side of the bed and found it empty. Cold, he realized.
His heart nearly stopped as he remembered the events of the night before. He was instantly wide awake, his heart pounding as he wondered where Sophie had gone. He climbed out of bed and searched for her. He passed the living room and knew it would be a while before he could see the couch without picturing his wife on it. The look in his wife's eyes, the things that had been said. He put it out of his mind and continued to look for her.
