Unhealthy Obsession

"I think I'll have a shower and go to bed."

"Yeah I might join you... in bed I mean not the shower." Steve was forced into the clarification by the look on Chloe's face.

"Suit yourself."

Steve brushed his teeth and was in bed when Chloe walked in her least attractive night wear. Steve feigned trying to sleep. Chloe got a book from her bedside table and started to read. They both knew it was a calculated decision. Steve liked the room dark to sleep. To counteract that he rolled towards her and placed his arm across her chest just below her boobs. The first strike position for seduction. Chloe took defensive action and rolled onto her side facing away from him. Steve moved to plan b working his hands under the back of her top and starting a back rub.

From there it was a matter of who gave in first. If Steve got tired and fell asleep Chloe won. If Chloe turned the light out and allowed easier access to her body then Steve had a great chance of getting lucky. It was a game played out any number of times. Tonight Steve's hands won.

Chloe dropped her book on the floor and flicked off the light. She lifted her body slightly allowing Steve to push her top up to her shoulders. He worked on her back for a while longer then delved down under the waist band of her pants. Again there was a subtle shift in her hips so the pants slipped down below her ass. Steve moved closer pressing his erection against her butt. Chloe responded by rolling onto her back. Once Steve hands found her breasts and he felt how hard her nipples were he knew he was on a sure thing. He pushed the front of her top up so he could take one of her nipples into his mouth while pushing her pants down. Chloe lifted her legs helping him get them right off.

Steve started climbing on top to claim his prize when Chloe changed the dynamic. One hand went to his shoulder while the other pushed down on his head. The intention was obvious. She wanted him to go down on her. It was the first time since they'd been together Chloe had ever initiated this. The effect on Steve was to make him even hornier. He shimmied down between her legs and buried his face in her pussy. One of Chloe hands remained on his head holding it firmly while she ground her cunt against him. The other reached across and found Steve's bedside table drawer. Just as it had that morning it eased it open then found the large black toy lurking inside. Swinging it down Chloe rapped it against the back of one of Steve's hands that was gripping the inside of her thigh. Steve was surprised but not unhappy about the development. He took Lex from her and started working the big black fuck stick into his wife.

"Fuck me you black bastard," Chloe moaned. "Give me that big cock."

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Steve watched the clock as Friday afternoon dragged on. He was filled with equal parts of anticipation and dread for what lay ahead. Thankfully Miko had called in sick so that was one less distraction. Finally four thirty came around and Steve started packing up. Dwayne came into his office smiling broadly. His cheeks and the collar of his white shirt decorated with lipstick kisses.

"Looks like the going away party was a success," Steve commented as he cleared some files off his desk.

"Yeah, it was. I didn't see you there?"

"Oh I went but I doubt you would have been able to see through all the women crowded around you." Steve noted dryly. "Miko will be sad she missed it."

"I don't think so. We said our goodbyes last night." Dwayne winked at Steve.

Steve raised his eyebrows as a non verbal question.

"Yes, that's why she's not at work today. Let's just say she didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"Okay, no need to brag. I'm finished for the day so let's head off."

On the train to Steve and Chloe's place Dwayne fished out his phone and headphones. The train was crowded but they were sitting with there backs to the end of the carriage. After he'd queued up the clip he wanted he passed it to Steve. It went for ten minutes. Most of it was from Dwayne's POV as he watched Miko trying to impale herself on his huge dick. Steve shifted in his seat to arrange himself so his stiffening dick wasn't noticeable to other passengers. Miko moans and groans of pleasure and frustration really got Steve going. Eventually she got it three quarters of the way in then the video stopped. Steve leaned in close as he handed Dwayne back his mobile.

"Was she a virgin?" He whispered in Dwayne ear.

"No, she said she'd done it before but never with someone like me. The other times we hooked up she just sucked it or let me titty fuck her."

"I don't suppose to many women have been with someone like you." Steve replied.

"Hey, I'm doing my best," Dwayne said with a cheeky grin.

At the apartment Steve had intended to leave Dwayne down in the lobby but Chloe had sent a text to say she was popping out to get something so he invited him up. Inside Steve grabbed the car key from the board in the kitchen then they retraced their steps. At the front door they ran into Chloe walking back with some bottles of wine in a bag.

"Hi guys, I thought you'd be long gone." Chloe said as she embraced Steve.

There was an awkward pause the Dwayne stood unsure whether to offer his hand or an air kiss in greeting. Chloe was a hugger so she stepped forward and put her free arm around Dwayne.

"Just on our way now. We won't be long." Steve said as he started walking towards the lift.

"Dinner smells delicious," Dwayne added as he made to follow.

"Which hotel are you staying at?" Chloe asked.

"Oh I haven't booked yet. I was just going to do the last minute thing with Wotif or one of those sites and see if I could get a deal."

"Well don't bother. The spare beds made up you can stay here."

"It's an early flight..." Steve tried to interject.

"Yeah I don't want to cause any inconvenience." Dwayne added.

"Rubbish. The only inconvenience will be if I have to drink all this wine myself." Chloe said as she walked into the apartment and closed the door ending the discussion.

Steve gave Dwayne the look.

"Hey, I'm going to be on my best behaviour, remember?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of." Steve mumbled as he turned back and hit the down button for the lift.

In the car Chloe wasn't mentioned again. Both men were subdued, Dwayne gave directions while Steve tried to focus on his driving. Chloe's offer, or command, was really just good old fashioned Mid West hospitality... wasn't it? He should have expected it, while watching Miko attempting to tame Dwayne's member he had craved it. The prospect of his wife in a similar position was what had caused his arousal. Chloe trying to fit his black dick inside her. Dwayne's hands manipulating her body, squeezing her breasts, lifting her legs, cupping her ass as he tried to stuff her full of cock.

"Next left then quickly get into the other lane so you can go right." Dwayne's advice broke into Steve's thoughts.

As he followed Dwayne's instructions Steve took in the foreign surroundings. He'd lived in New York his whole life but hadn't ever ventured into this neighbourhood. Not that it was run down gang territory or anything like that. The buildings were older, shabby would be an apt description. The parked cars lining the street were older, generally American, often with a few dents or a different coloured replacement panel. Steve and Chloe's Toyota positively sparkled in comparison.

"Pull into this alley. Go to the end and park there. There's a set of stairs at the back of the building we can bring the bags down."

Steve went where Dwayne pointed and found a spot to park between two dumpsters. Dwayne got out first. He walked around in front of the car to a head high fence. Putting his hand through a hole he unlatched something allowing him to open one of the panels. Steve was slower, looking up and down the alley then back to his car.

"Don't worry. All the wheels will still be on it when we get back."

Still studying his surrounding Steve followed Dwayne through the gate. Behind the fence was a small courtyard. It had a basketball ring on one side and a few chairs scattered around. Dwayne started up some stairs attached to the back of the building, on the third floor he opened the fire door and went inside. With one last look back Steve went after him. At the first door on the left Dwayne knocked. There was no answer so he pulled out some keys and opened the door.

Inside was tidy but cramped. The kitchen dining living area was made more cramped by the lounge being folded out as a double bed. Still following Dwayne Steve went past two other rooms. One with a double bed and another with two bunk beds. The third room turned out to be Dwayne's. It has two beds with a small desk squeezed in between.

"How many people live here?" Steve asked.

"Umm, six normally," Dwayne said. "My uncle's cousin is visiting at the moment so that's why the sofa is folded out. He's just finished a placement in Germany with the military. Otherwise it's my uncle and aunt. Their two kids and my sister and me."

"Where are your parents?"

"Dad died in a auto-wreck when we were young. Mum bought us up by herself as best she could, she always had a few mental health issues. She took her own life two years ago and so my uncle and auntie took us in,"

"Shit, I'm sorry. I've known you for six months and I don't really know you at all."

"Yeah, I don't advertise it. I've got the golden ticket out so I'm thankful."

"What about your sister?"

"She's going to the same community college I went to. Doing really well too. Hopefully if Zurich works out I can get set up and when she graduates she can join me there."

"Are these the bags you packed?" Steve pointed to the three on the bed.

"Yes, bit sad really it's most of the things I own and it fits in three cases."

"Do you want hang around and say goodbye?"

"No," Dwayne said pulling the biggest bag off the bed. "I said my goodbyes yesterday."

Steve could tell there was some mixed emotions going on for Dwayne but hid it pretty well. They humped the bags down to the car and put them in the trunk and backseat. On the way back Dwayne pointed to a corner and asked Steve to pull over.

"What do you need?" Steve asked.

"Just going to grab something from in here." He pointed to a 7 Eleven and a liquor store. "Can't turn up empty handed."

"I can assure you that there is no need."

"Yeah I know but it's the right thing to do." Dwayne got out.

He came back with a bottle in a brown paper bag and a bunch of flowers.

"You're showing me up now." Steve commented as he pulled back into the traffic.

"You can give her the flowers yourself if you like." Dwayne offered.

Steve thought about it.

"Then she'd think I wanted something." He didn't finish the rest verbally only in his head. 'Like a her taking a real big black cock.'

Dwayne worked out the inference anyway.

"You know I'm your friend right? I'm not going to start anything. I'll be polite but from my end it's strictly hands off."

Steve drove on without speaking until he hit a red light.

"You still think Chloe's going to make a move on you, don't you?"

Dwayne held up his hands displaying his innocence.

"It happens, I can't control it. You should have more idea she is your wife."

"It won't happen." Steve said, fairly certain he was right and if he looked at himself honestly he was a little disappointed by that fact.

"Okay it's settled then." Dwayne said playfully punching Steve's arm.

As the car swung into the tiny parking space provided by Steve and Chloe's apartment building Dwayne spoke again.

"Just so we are on the same page. If aliens have landed on your building and they've used some special ray-gun to mess with Chloe's brain so she comes on to me." Dwayne was talking like he was making a joke but the punch line was very serious. "Do I go with it? Or do I stay away?"

"It won't happen." Steve repeated like a mantra.

"Yeah I know, but if that one in a million or one in a billion shot happens what do you want? Do you want to watch? Like in the clips?"

Steve's mouth was dry. He only had to say no. That was it, one word. He knew if he said no then he trusted Dwayne to not follow through. But Chloe wouldn't anyway, would she? Visions of the women he'd seen, women he would never have expect to, turning into wanton sluts for Dwayne clouded his mind.

"We'll play it by ear," Steve finally said so quietly. It was almost as if he hoped Dwayne wouldn't hear it.

Dwayne got out of the car trying to contain the broad grin that threatened to burst out onto his face. 'We'll play it by ear...' That was the green light. Steve didn't want to say no but he couldn't bring himself to say yes. Not that anything was a certainty. He was going to stay true to his word and not try to push it. In fact his plan was to keep a polite and respectable distance. If his hunch was right Steve had already done all the ground work. Chloe would be expecting him to try. Dwayne was almost willing to bet she was hoping he did. A horny woman hungry for the unknown. There was no telling how far she might go.

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After Steve and Dwayne left to get his luggage Chloe put the wine in the refrigerator to chill then checked the dinner. The pork was doing its thing, slowly cooking in its own juices. Another half an hour and it would be falling off the bone. Turning her attention to herself Chloe went into the bedroom, stripped off her clothes and had a shower.

Afterwards she stood in front of the full length mirror in the bedroom as she dried herself. She was proud of her reformed body. Dropping her towel to the floor Chloe turned sideways to look at her profile. She really loved her ass now. Her legs weren't the long sticks of a supermodel but she knew many women would give anything to have an ass like hers. Her stomach was flat then she got to her breasts.

A victim of genetics there, Chloe thought. No pert little bumps jutting out from her chest. They drooped, just like her mother's and sister's. Smaller now so not as pronounced but gravity was still the major force. Previously they had bounced between D and DD with her weight. Now they were back to a generous C or a loose fitting D depending on the time of the month. Putting her arm underneath them Chloe lifted them up so the tops bulged like a couple of generous white pillows. A naughty thought struck her.

Going to her underwear drawer Chloe fossicked through her smalls until she found the little bag. Taking it across to the bed she pulled out the two lace garments inside. A matching bra and panty set she'd purchased at the same time she'd got the bra, undies and stocking set. She put them on and returned to the mirror. Unlike the bra from the other set this one only had half cups so her breasts threatened to spill out over the top. The salesperson has said that was exactly what it was designed to do and that it looked extra sexy. In the store it had seemed like a good idea but once she'd got home Chloe had placed them back in their bag with the intention of returning them. That hadn't happened and now she wondered if tonight was the night to wear them for the first time.

After putting on the shirt and skirt she intended to wear that night Chloe went back to the mirror. No, she thought, having her boobs pushed up and out so much it made the buttons at the front of the shirt look like they were going to burst open. Sitting down Chloe contemplated other options from her wardrobe. Mentally she flicked through what might work then she remembered the new dresses she'd purchased on their holiday.

Both were supposed to be work attire for when school returned. After getting them Chloe held them in front of her body while looking at her reflection. They were both simple dresses just more fitted than what she had previously worn. One in particular had a lower neckline, not obscenely so, she was a third grade teacher. Just a bit more daring than usual. Lowering the zip Chloe stepped into it and pulled the dress up her body. So far so good she thought then she zipped up. With a normal bra it would be fine for work but with this one a bit more than a hint of her milky treasures were exposed. Tightening the belt that went around the middle accentuated her breasts further as well as her ass giving her a classic hourglass shape.

"Hmmm, you are smokin' girl." Chloe said to herself as she did a slow pirouette.

Packing the other clothes away Chloe got a pair of shoes from the cupboard the went back out to go to the kitchen. A cooling breeze from an open window blew across her body. She felt little goosebumps rise on the exposed tops of her breasts.

"Oh god, you can't wear this." Chloe whispered however before she could turn around to change an alarm went off in the kitchen.

The pork was due out of the oven to be rested. Chloe hesitated then went to the kitchen. Putting an apron on covered the dress and her breasts so after she had pulled it out she continued preparing the vegetables for the stir fry. It would only take a minute or two to change her bra so she would do that after, she thought. Stopping for a moment she poured herself a glass of wine then continued chopping.

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Steve and Dwayne had a silent trip up in the lift. Dwayne thought about reassuring Steve again but decided against it. Best let sleeping dogs lie. Steve was one part excited two parts terrified. He'd bought a fox into the hen house and even though he promised to be on his best behaviour Steve couldn't help but think when push came to shove he'd revert to base instincts. The problem was the same base instincts were making Steve aroused. He opened the door to the apartment and called out.

"Hey Chloe, we're back."

Chloe came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

"You're earlier than I expected." She gave Steve a hug.

"Yeah, traffic was better than I thought it might be." He looked at Chloe but she was gazing over his shoulder at Dwayne.

"Are they for me?"

"Sure are. Just a little thank you for you." He passed her the flowers. "And my mentor." He passed Steve the bottle in the bag.

Chloe lifted the flowers to her nose to take in the fragrance.

"They're beautiful. I'll just go and put them in some water."

Steve had thought the bottle was some wine for dinner. Once he held it he could tell by its shape it wasn't wine. Pulling it from the bag he gasped. The Macallan 25 yr old Sherry Oak Scotch Whisky.

"Holy shit, did they have this at that little liquor store?"

"Not usually but I got them to order it in."

"Thanks, I really mean it, this is fantastic. Go into the lounge room and I'll get a couple of tumblers."

Steve went into the kitchen and almost ran into Chloe on her way out with a vase. He opened the bottle and inhaled the aroma wafting out of it. Getting to glasses he poured a couple of shots then got another glass for some ice. Back in the lounge room he handed Dwayne a glass and placed the ice on the table.

"There some ice there if you prefer but I think it would be sacrilegious to adulterate such a fine drop. Cheers."

They clinked glasses and sipped the drinks. Chloe was setting the table for dinner, she had placed the flowers in the middle of the table.

"Where's my wine?" She asked Steve feinting displeasure.

"I'll just get it."

Steve went back to the kitchen, retrieved Chloe glass and filled it up before coming back out into the living area. The bottle was half gone. He wasn't sure if it had been unopened before tonight. Remembering the way alcohol lowered her defences Steve's heart rate jumped up a notch.

"Here you go," Steve said passing the wine to Chloe. "How's dinner coming along?"

"Well, the porks done and it's resting. The vegetables are prepped. We are on track for around 30 minutes."