Part 4 (some proof, but please forgive me lord cuz I may have sinned) (Patreon)

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Cass has an accident

Cass accidentally spends the night

*

Sunday evening I was an emotional wreck by the time I got home. Cass had gone through with it. She fucked Neil. Or rather, Neil fucked Cass. Twice. For the time being, he was the sole claimant of her sweet love. Though I suspected that there was no love in any of what Neil did to her.

Stepping through the door, I was desperate to find my girlfriend, to see if… everything was okay. Did she hate me for putting her through all of this? Did she still want to be with me, having experienced something bigger? I doubted she’d ever fall for Neil, but that cock of his was certainly something to be intimidated by.

Cass stood in a red and white striped apron, in her tight jeans and blouse, kneading pasta dough when I entered the kitchen. She seemed in her usual cheerful mood, though… There was an extra step, or a twerk, as she moved around.

“Good afternoon, dear housewife,” I called out theatrically.

“Good day, stud,” Cass said with a big smile, looking up and giving me a wink. She didn’t even correct me calling her a wife. Just being her happy old Cassandra.

“How was your day?” Cass asked.

“Oh it was mighty productive. I ran a lot of books, and my people seemed to know their business. Though, I could swear something was awry with one of the offices. This damn ruckus kept interrupting my workflow, damndest!”

“Oh, must God smite the culprits for their wicked sins!” Cass said. We both stood looking at each other for a moment, then burst into laughter.

It was so comforting to know nothing had changed. If we were still able to be silly, then it couldn’t be all that bad.

“So you’re gonna tell me?” I asked, heading out into the hallway again, putting my suitcase away and hanging my coat. I was, despite joking around, dying to know.

“I am way too busy for such nonsense,” Cass said, furrowing her brow, as if thoroughly concentrating on the intricacies of how one knead dough.

I made my way over to her and scooted up behind, pressing myself into her smaller frame.

“Come on, let’s hit the bed, I need to know!” I whispered into her hair, drawing in her scent, moving my hands up to cup her ample breasts.

“Oh my, I can feel the eagerness. I would ask if it was a gun, but I know you’re not packing at work,” Cass said, as my crotch rubbed into her ass.

She turned in my hand and looked up at me with one of her coy smiles.

“How can I say no to such a handsome man?” she said, kissing me lightly, moving her hand around my waist.

“So tell me, how do you feel? About everything?” I asked her.

“Well. I kinda felt bad after. Like, going behind your back was a thrill, like I said, but after I felt so dirty. Like, now even. I feel bad, simply. Like the stealing candy, your analogy from before. It’s an adrenaline rush. And the candy is good. But then the reality of what I did sets in.”

“Really? Sleeping behind your boyfriends back makes you feel bad?” I teased. Cass gasped at my comment, slapping my chest. I just shrugged, “Makes you human. But don’t feel bad.”

“Says, the guy who shoves me into Neil’s greedy hands?”

“Haha! Yeah well, you better enjoy it while you can. Now, you gonna tell me or what?”

“Now. Get out of that sexy suit, while I wash up.”

Twenty minutes later I was thrusting hard and thoroughly into my dearest fiancée while she told in great detail about how her and Neil had hooked up in my office. Him eating her ass, then fingering ass. How she first thought he was gonna finger her some more, but ended up fucking her instead.

“It was clever to have him send me the messages, especially after how he has been taunting me,” I said.

“What?” Cass said, shooting up on her elbows.

Oh.

I put a pause on my thrusting.

“You didn’t know? He sent me a message from your phone. Three messages, actually. I thought it was your idea.”

“Not at all. Fucking hell. What did he say?” Cass asked frantically.

“He wrote ‘Told you I’d fuck your girl,’ or something like that. We could check, it was from your phone after all,” I answered.

“Fuck… That is… Cats out the bag now,” Cass said, leaning back into the mattress again.

“So what do you think?” I asked. “Should we let him know about the whole ordeal?”

Cass thought about it for a few seconds. On one hand, that might mean more dick, to put it bluntly. And perhaps easier to navigate. But on the other hand, the going behind my back, the taunting, the humiliation of a cheating girlfriend… That was naughtiness too good to pass up on.

“No,” Cass said. “I’d rather be your cheating girlfriend, soon-to-be wife. The thrill… it’s such a rush… Maybe I’ll just play dumb, and play along with whatever this entails?”

I groaned in response, closing my eyes in the savory debauchery of Cass’ words. Of course. It could add to an interesting dynamic. Who knew where this road would take us? Neil thinking me and him were in the know, but Cass being naive to it all?

“How stupid does he think we are?” I asked, starting to build up pace again.

“Heh, I don’t give a shit what he thinks, as long as he gives me the fucking I need,” Cass moaned.

“Oh really,” I teased.

“Yeah, because this isn’t cutting it,” Cass said. As a reply I started to thrust into her harder and harder.

“Yeah nope. Like this is good and all, but Neil is just much bigger and better,” Cass said, forcing her voice to sound bored. But her face was telling the truth. Her voice was casual, but her breathing was getting pretty jagged.

“Fuck, I might have to let him have me all week, if this is what I come home to… He might use a rubber too, but at least he knows what he’s doing,” Cass moaned, goading me along.

Cass swung her legs around my waist, forcing me to thrust deeper into her, clutching her fingers into my back as she started to feel an orgasm roll on through her relentlessly like a train. She could tell all the dirty talk she wanted, but her reactions to our lovemaking was all that I needed to know the truth.

Cass moved her mouth to my ear and whispered into me seductively, “After Neil, I can barely feel you, Isaac.”

Immediately as she said it, she whimpered out into a frenzy, while I came right along she said those harsh, hurting words, jealousy shooting through me as I shot my load into the condom. Cass came right with me, driven on as well by the humiliation.

*

So waking up Monday was weird as shit. I knew what I was facing at work. Neil knew I knew. What I wasn’t as sure of, was how much Neil thought Cass knew. We had agreed that we would keep him in the dark, to have Cass play dumb to the situation.

“How’s it going?” I asked Jen, my secretary who had her desk outside my office. She was a redhead in her 30s. Pretty good looking, if I had to say. Well shaped, as any warmblooded man would surely notice.

But she looked a bit… uncomfortable?

“I’m all good… Just that janitor guy keeps checking me out, I think,” Jen said. I could imagine how Neil might be staring.

“Really? Has he harassed others? Want me to fire him? I’ll do it right now,” I growled. One thing was playing games with me and Cass, we were into it. But if he was harassing my workers, I would have his skin.

I knew I was a kid who had most of my opportunities given to me, and I could just up and leave for another firm if I wanted. But most of the employees in my department were not like that. They needed this job, and I would be damned if this wasn’t a workplace they could feel safe around.

“No… It’s okay for now, but… If more happens I’ll go to HR, I think.”

“Your call. Let me know, I want you guys out here to feel like this is a safe place to come to work,” I said.

Jen smiled at that. “Get to work, boss.”

I nodded and headed into my office.

When lunch finally came, I didn’t quite know what to expect. I knew Neil would show up, or at least had a suspicion that he might. When he did, he initially was more or less how he was before. Just stumbling about, cleaning up and vacuuming as much as he was fucked to. But after vacuuming, I guess Neil had sort of concluded that I wasn’t going to fuck him up.

“Heh, so you had a great weekend? Heh, I certainly did!” he said while coiling up the cord, as if he hadn’t just fucked my girl the day before.

I wasn’t expecting this. I had no idea how to react. Instead I just stared at him dumbfounded, turning beet red. Neil didn’t say anything more. He just chuckled knowingly and headed out. Fuck. As soon as he left, all the clever responses came to me. But when he was there, goading me like that, I was paralyzed. There was nothing I could do.

Neil didn’t push it any further though, so I guessed that he wasn’t too sure yet how this would all play out. I was starting to wonder if this whole arrangement was the right call. Now that he knew, he had a certain hold on us. Could I live with Neil teasing me like this, about my own wife? What would be next? Neil teasing me about how he was going to fuck her? How much better he was, him telling me at lunch how he plowed Cass the day before?

It was almost too much. But at the same time. It was also all I wanted. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It shouldn’t have. This bastard sleeping around with a hot chick like Cass, who was devoted to me? And giving her every kind of pleasure I couldn’t, and in some sense have her all to himself? That sent me into another train of thought. What if Neil tried to get her hooked? Make her do stuff and that might cloud her judgment? Like how she had hinted I wouldn’t be able to get a blow job from her. What if there was more denial? Would I be able to take it? The jealousy in me told me both sides of the answer. I guess I was sort of forced to play it by ear.

Walking out into the parking lot at the end of the day, I once again met Neil. Or rather, he was tossing something into a bin, and the bin was between me and Cass’ car.

“Ah, just got done. She’s all yours,” Neil said.

“What?”

“Just got done. See?” Neil said, showing the filled up condom he then threw in the garbage. I almost felt nauseous seeing that disgusting condom. And how much was that? The damn thing was fucking dripping.

“I figured because I am still alive, that you’re okay with me fucking your girl then?” Neil laughed.

“How about you shut the fuck up before I have you fired for haressing the other workers, then eh?” I roared.

“Again, that’ll just give me more time with that sweet sweet Cass of yours. I don’t give a shit! What kind of a man lets a girl sleep around on him, eh? Pfff you aint gonna do nothing!”

Neil roared out into laughter as he headed back inside. Fuck. I had never been this humiliated, let alone at a place where I’m the boss. Or at least, a boss.

I walked over to the Camry and got in. Cass was, in fact, buttoning up her jeans. And the awful smell that hit me as I sat into the car. Yeah, Neil wasn’t joking. They had definitely done it in the car just minutes before I got out. Had Neil done it just so I would almost catch them? What games was he playing at?

“So… did you guys just… Does he know you know?” I asked.

“Yes… and no. I didn’t say anything. Though, I suspect he was taking his time so that he could taunt you,” Cass said, looking a bit guilty.

“R-really?” I stammered. Fuck, why had I turned into a flabbergasted, stuttering guy all of a sudden? The whole situation had me flustered.

“Yeah, he kept at it for a while. I was practically begging him to cum by the end of it,” Cass told. So they had been at it for a while?

“In public like that?” I said. I was starting to get a bit uneasy about the publicity of the situation.

“Listen. If you want this fantasy back into fairytale land, we can do that,” Cass said, earnestly.

I was thinking a bit about that. Did I really? Maybe it was just the initial reaction now. Overall, it was still really hot seeing her act the way she did. I truly didn’t mind her fucking him off camera like she did. And it being Neil didn’t matter either. Hell, being denied was such a turn on in itself. Cass submitting to this bastard was hot. Maybe too hot.

“No… It’s not that.,” I said. Cass looked over at me with those warm eyes of hers. “I just wonder if it is getting out of hand, you know? Like does he just get to fuck you whenever, now?”

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll turn it down, if that makes it better,” Cass said. “Okay?”

I nodded. Slowing things down was certainly a good way to get a breather from it all.

“No problemo. I want this to be fun. It’s nothing personal. It’s just how it is. If it isn’t there is no reason to continue,” Cass explained.

“Even if he wants to? What if he tries to use the images or something for leverage?”

“I’ll chop him up and dump him in barrels of acid myself,” Cass said, laughing. I guess that put an end to that. I did after all trust her. I knew we both wanted each other to the end of days.

“It’s nice that we can talk like this. Define the parameters,” I said.

“Yep. But can you deal with Neil, then? We can’t really control him. What he says or does and what not,” Cass asked.

“I’ll manage. I’ll find a way to deal with it. Hell, it might be hot. By the way, how did your uni stuff go?”

*

Tuesday Cass spent her whole morning trimming and editing around her masters thesis. It was technical and boring, but not to Cass. She had spent almost an entire year on her Masters, and if there truly were to be a Phd, she would need a good grade. It was due the latter half of May, so she still had loads of time. Besides, she had put so much work into it, she was way ahead. Stressing about it was the least of her concerns.

Cass checked her phone. She had a text message. She kind of had a sneaky suspicion of who that message was from, that it might be from a certain fiancé. It was almost noon, after all. Normally she would’ve headed over to Isaac’s for lunch, but she wanted to spend time on explaining the details of acid erosions. Luckily, she had been diligent and was done before time.

But it wasn’t from Isaac. It was Neil.

“Lets fuck,” was the message.

So blunt. So demanding. Cass was almost getting ready to leave, just by the sheer excitement of getting more of that wild pleasure that Neil could give. She had been sort of feeling bad for holding out on the only sex scene they managed to film, and that she was getting so much more out of this fantasy. Cass figured she’d have to somehow repay her dear boyfriend for being so kind and accepting to her exploits.

Still, Cass couldn’t help but shift in her seat at the kitchen table. She knew she had to put up more of a resistance, but ever since they hooked up that first time… and the second… the third and fourth time, it was like something she had to have again. And they had hooked up yesterday after work, but that was spontaneous (though she did show up early just in case). Now it was a sheer request. Was she gonna respond? What would her dear Isaac think? He would likely approve. As long as he was included, he was on board. Right?

“Okay.” Cass wrote back, keeping it as simple as possible. Her heart started racing at the prospect of sneaking out to fuck this big dicked asshole. She was supposed to tone it down, but here she was, anticipatingly waiting for the next move.

“Address,” Neil wrote back. She wasn’t comfortable with Neil knowing where they lived so she tried to find another way about it.

“Let me head down to the office, I need the jog anyway,” she wrote back. She figured she could run down, fuck him and run back up. Decent workout, no? Cass giggled at her own naughtiness. Was she really gonna do this?

Cass threw on some red jogging tights, a sports bra and a violet shirt and got going. Her tights were perhaps a tad bit on the cold side for the current weather, but it was one of the few she had that had pockets… which she needed for the condoms. Neil normally provided them, but she couldn’t really trust him for anything, so she figured might as well be safe.

Before she knew it, her face was shoved up against the window in the back of Neil’s SUV, fogging up the glass as she panted heavily, getting dicked deep and hard by Neil himself. Luckily his windows were tinted. Not that there were a lot of people walking about in the parking lot in the middle of the day, but you could never know. But Neil was always diligent in where he parked.

Not that it matters. Cass was in such an ecstasy, there was nothing else than the wild pleasure she got from Neil reshaping her insides, teaching her with each thrust why he was fucking her and would continue to fuck her. Cass had told Isaac that she would be able to break it off if it came to it, but being bent over in his car, spanked and fucked, she had no idea how she’d be able to ever resist Neil.

“That big ass looks so good bent over, you have no idea,” Neil grunted, slowing his thrusts, focusing on firm, deep strokes instead. With how Neil was trembling with each slow thrust, Cass knew he was close.

“Yeah?” Cass asked, not really being able to participate in the dirty talk as she was getting railed so fucking good and deep. Neil was hitting and filling spots that were still so unfamiliar, and especially from such a broad, girthy cock.

“You like fucking me while my future husband, your boss, is… oh fuck… shit!” Cass tried, but she was completely powerless as Neil started picking up the pace just enough to send her over the edge.

She glanced over at the phone recording it all. She reasoned if she at least filmed it, maybe it would be okay. Neil had been a bit apprehensive, but Cass told him how it got her going, which Neil shrugged his shoulders at.

“Fuck, imma cum… deep… inside… this pussy,” Neil groaned. While it was inside the condom, in fact, his words and the implications were more than enough for Cass. It wasn’t something she would ever do, but the thought of bare sex, and with a cock like Neil’s send her into a frenzy.

Neil shot his cum inside the condom as Cass clamped down on him, bucking against his thrusts. A warm glow grew inside her, the familiar one of Neil shooting his massive load. Even with the condom on, she could feel the warmth of it pressing up against her cervix. Was he doing this to demonstrate just he’d cum, and how much, if he hadn’t been wearing the condom? The thought made Cass shudder. That could never happen.

Even as Neil’s long orgasm slowed down and his cock was softening, he was still larger than her fiancé, filling her up just good. Both broader and longer. Neil felt incredible, even covered in latex, even with his giant dick deflating.

“Fuck… That was good. That hit the spot,” Neil groaned, sitting back on his seat.

“Fuck yeah,” Cass said, still pressed up against the window, enjoying the post orgasm bliss.

They both remained like this for a bit, until Cass slumped back into the seat next to Neil. Having thrown the condom out the window, he was now slowly tugging on his cock. Cass looked down at it. It was still huge. The veins stretched wide and long across the slick beast that gave her wild adventures like no other. The head was big as an apple, the shaft longer and thicker than a beer can, even slightly broader in the middle. To think this big thing fit inside her… to think it was already growing again, just from Neil stroking it while rubbing her thigh. Was it getting hard again due to her? Did her body make this magnificent pleasure vessel grow so soon again?

“Fuck, I think I need to go again,” Neil groaned, as his fingers inched down to her pussy. Not stopping their journey and soon his thick middle finger was inside her.

“Oh god,” Cass moaned as Neil started working her pussy. He was so skilled with his hands. Hands, mouth and cock, Neil seemed to have it all when it came to giving a woman what was needed. He probably had ravaged plenty of poor girls who had no idea what they’d be in store for. Just the rumor of his skill would be enough for some to try their luck.

“We… can’t…” Cass said. Her arching brows and chewing her bottom lip were sure clues of his handiwork. For each time it was easier for him to give her the wildest pleasure.

“I only brought… uh… one rubber,” Cass complained. Fuck, why didn’t she just bring more? She knew Neil was able to go multiple times in a row, and she down deep hoped that there would be more anyway.

“I’ll pull out,” Neil said, stroking his cock a bit faster, getting more into it. The prospect of hitting her raw was probably very exciting for him. It certainly was a wild thought for Cass.

Could she possibly let that happen? Neil kept fingering her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm over and over. She was so pent up, desperate for release. Would it really hurt that much to let Neil ravage her deep and good, but without a condom? To finally feel the full power of his huge dick? She had stopped taking the pill a while ago… but Neil did say he would pull out…

Even from that short introduction of a bare Neil she got on Sunday, when he slipped it in before she could say anything, she could tell that he would wreck her completely if they did it raw. But it was so wrong. Like, Isaac, her future husband, didn’t even get it raw nowadays. She was saving it for the honeymoon. It would be so risky to let Neil do it, so naughty. Perhaps that is why it was so appetizing.

Cass’ eyes flickered slightly, thinking how good it would be have a raw man inside her again, even if it was Neil. Or perhaps especially if it was Neil.

It would be easy too, all she had to do was let Neil go ahead. To not stop him.

Fuck… It was so tempting.

Neil started pushing at her shoulder, forcing Cass down on her back. He was angling his body in between her legs, which she absentmindedly spread to allow him in. Then, like lightning from a clear sky, reason shot through Cas.

The reason why getting fucked bareback was good, was the initmacy of it. At least to her. And such intimacy was something she never intended for Neil. And now he even wanted to do it with her on her back, him on top. That would double the intimacy.

“Stop…” Cass whispered firmly, looking Neil directly into the eyes.

Neil backed off. He was a creep, and perhaps with another girl he wouldn’t given a fuck, but for some reason he respected her wishes. Some guilty part of Cass wished he didn’t…

“We need a rubber. And I don’t want to do it with you on top of me like this,” Cass said. Neil slammed his fist into the front seat. Not hard, just out of frustration.

“God DAMN IT!” Neil said, being so close. “Well, fuck it then. I have some at home. I live five minutes away. Get in the front, now.”

Already getting some of her will, she was more susceptible to yield to his request. Going home to his place? It sounded like something frat girls did after clubbing. But no, she was going home with this big, out of shape, big dicked bastard. On a regular Tuesday. And to make the worst of it, Isaac didn’t know any of it. Not yet. Cass bit her lip at her own actions. This was purely for her.

*

“Alright, living room, kitchen, over there is the bathroom. Off with the shoes, I keep it clean,” Neil growled, throwing his big key chain on a stool in the small hallway.

Cass didn’t get any kind of tour, but it didn’t take much to get the bearings of the small house. Neil turned out to live in a house much like their own, though in the opposite direction than of her and Isaacs place. Like their place, Neil’s house was on one floor, with a hallway, kitchen, bathroom and an adjoining bedroom, and a basement.

It was weird being in Neil’s home. It was even weirder to her to visit someone's house, for the first time no less, exclusively for one reason. To fuck. On a normal Tuesday afternoon, Cass was out and about, doing the most vile thing she could do in a relationship. It was so naughty, the evil delicious savor from it was enough for her getting pent up again.

After hanging their coats in place, they awkwardly stared at each other. So… would they simply pick up from where they left?

“Oh!” Cass exclaimed as Neil shoved his lips onto hers. She was a bit reluctant at first, but Neil’s forceful nature had her joining in quickly.

While sloppily making out, Neil shoved her into the kitchen. He backed her up until her ass collided with his dinner table, then she was spun around and pressed over the table, her pants getting ripped down to her ankles.

“Gonna bend me over the kitchen table, then? Oh fuuuuuck,” Cass said, ending in a satiated moan.

Cass’ eyes flickered as Neil’s tongue found her asshole. He shoved himself inside her ass quickly, causing her to gasp. He was so eager there was no stopping him. Not that she had any plans for that. Now they had all the time in the world.

“Fuck… keep it just like that,” Cass groaned. Instead, Neil took his tongue out of her ass, moved it down to her clit while shoving a finger up her ass instead.

Cass squealed out at the sudden overflow of physical emotions, and was gushing down on Neil’s tongue, cumming quickly from getting her ass fingerfucked. She was still in awe of how much she liked her ass getting tended to. It wasn’t anything she’d ever thought she’d be into.

As she came down from her orgasm, Neil picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and carried her to his bedroom, emanating a small delightful scream from Cass. She even got goosebumps all over. She was getting taken to bed to get fucked better beyond her wildest dreams. The prospect was practically making her glow.

Neil didn’t even take the time to peel off her pants. He threw Cass on the bed, pinned her down by crawling on top of her, sitting back on her legs. Cass clutched the stained sheets in anticipation of what was to come. Neil produced a condom, rolled it on and within seconds he was pushing his big dick into her again, and relentlessly started thrusting deep inside her.

Normally there was a build up period, but this was frantic and impatient. Like this needed to get out of the way, even if it had happened in the car. Neil gave Cass his hardest thrusts from the get go.

Sitting in an upright position let Neil really push down hard with his hips, putting his weight into each move. Cass was getting pummeled into the mattress without mercy as both of them were starting to shine with a tint of sweat. The mattress was probably never gonna recover from all the fluids Neil squished out of her.

“You’re – so – fucking – big –” Cass moaned through each hard thrust.

Neil gave Cass a series of slaps across her ass, emanating moans from her.

“You like fucking other people’s girls?” Cass moaned, coaxing Neil to thrust faster.

“You little slut. You like that big dick in you then?” Neil moaned, damn near speechless. “I’m gonna fucking break you!”

To emphasize his point, Neil sent several fast, hard pistoning thrusts into her. Cass felt goosebumps all over, biting her bottom lips hard, knowing Neil was probably right. She would never be the same after this!

“Oh fuck yeah, break me, Neil! Fucking rip me apart,” Cass squealed as she clamped hard on Neil’s beautiful cock.

Neil leaned down over her prone body, twisting her head around so he could shove his tongue in her mouth, feeling her exasperated breath as he made her cum oh so good. Her eagerness to kiss back and the closeness of their bodies when he laid on her like this was such a euphoria that Neil couldn’t take it anymore. This hot little thing was becoming too much for him.

Though, he had all day now that he had her back at his place. Nothing would disturb them now. Neil shut his eyes while clutching Cass around the shoulder as he slowed his thrusts down, feeling out the warm wet walls of Cass’ pussy, trying to stay off from cumming just a little more. But to no avail. He was so sensitive inside this tight pussy, even with a condom, he only ended up groaning into a frenzy as Cass’ clamping wet pussy edged him right into a mindblowing orgasm, having them both shaking all over.

After Neil rolled off of her, and slammed into the mattress, breathing heavily.

“Fuck, I gotta stop smoking,” Neil groaned. To his surprise, Cass climbed up to him and rested her head on his chest.

“Hey there,” Neil said, awkwardly stroking her head.

“I just need a breather,” Cass excused. Neil looked down at her.

“So. What you think?” Neil asked.

“About what?” Cass asked, turning her head up to look at him. She was kind of getting used to his looks by now. He was by no means handsome, but the things he did to her… she couldn’t help but deny that she held some sort of new found respect for Neil.

“About fucking. It any good?” Neil asked with an evil grin.

Cass furrowed her brow in disbelief and slapped his chest. Was this guy for real?

“Are you joking? You’re so fucking big! So thick! Can’t you tell how much I like it?”

Neil groaned, satisfied from her response. Hearing her say it even outside of sex was a victory in it own. But he decided to push it even further.

“Better than your little boyfriend?” Neil asked.

“Fuck yeah!” Cass blurted, getting flustered at her own admission, and the suddenness of it.

“Heh, well then!” Neil chuckled. “And you’re still marrying that fool?”

“Absolutely. I love him. This is just physical, so don’t get any ideas!”

Neil decided to shift gears, not wanting to focus on what their whole arrangement was not.

“Planned anything special for the honeymoon, then? Something sexy?”

“I… I have no idea why I’m telling you this… But I have been thinking of doing something naughty for Isaac. Like we’re saving bareback sex until the honeymoon, but I have other plans as well to make it even more special… I’m kinda thinking of giving him my ass… My anal virginity… But ssh,  that’s a surprise.”

Neil mimicked zipping his mouth

“Might have to steal some of that away from him” Neil thought, grinning for himself.

*

Neil was true to his words. He had a bunch of condoms in his drawer. Soon enough, one used condom after the other would be strewn across his bedroom floor, as Neil continuously fucked Cass for almost two hours. From the back, her on top, her on top with her ass towards him. Cass flat on her stomach with ass in the air. So many variations of those, as Neil was a true sucker for her ass. And talking of sucking, when they weren’t fucking Neil would eat her out or Cass clean his cock.

Cass also was able to get most of the action on tape for Isaac later. Neil had wondered again why she was so adamant about being filmed.

“It turns you on?” Neil asked. It wasn’t unusual for girls to go wild for the camera, but having hooked up both on and off the camera, Neil barely could tell the difference.

“Yeah… uh… It’s like… uh… being watched… it’s so naughty… and then I can watch it later… uh,” Cass moaned. Yep, she was currently riding his dick, as Neil quizzed her.

“Hah! I bet your husband would love to get a hold on those tapes!”

Cass shot her eyes open.

“That could never happen! Never,” Cass said briskly. Neil chuckled, thinking how she was reluctant to bring Isaac into the picture, yet her idiot boyfriend knew perfectly well.

Neil shoved her off of him, and moved behind her, wanting to watch that big ass jiggle while he fucked the shit out of her. These were some of the best moments for Cass, when she just hung her head and let Neil do his best. Just taking her hard, using her.

“Fuck yeah, you slut! I’mm gonna fucking cum all over that pretty face of yours,” Neil groaned as dragged out his cock and shot his load, this time over Cass’ face. She smiled warmly, thoroughly satisfied from all the good things Neil made her feel.

She learned so much about sex in those hours. First and foremost how good it felt getting railed from behind. Neil didn’t seem to ever get tired of watching her ass ripple as he shoved his delicious cock into her over and over.

For each time they hooked up, Cass got more and more hooked on Neil’s cock. Everything from the taste of his precum, to his actual cum, to the sheer amount of it, and finally of course the size of the cock said cum came out of. She just couldn’t get enough. Everytime they fucked she argued “one last time”, but for each time it happen, that first last time was getting further and further away.

When Cass wasn’t getting fucked, Neil would eat her out. Either her ass, pussy or both. Fingering the other. It was like a never ending train of satisfaction. Neil was getting her off so easily. Getting her hooked on that intense sensation only Neil was able to give her, that only a truly thick cock could give. And with all the taboo fantasies layered on top… It only made it better.

Then Cass’ phone dinged. Fuck, she had completely lost track of time. She had lost herself so much in the magnificent sex that she had forgot all about everything outside of Niel’s bedroom.

With cum still dripping from her face, Cass rolled over onto her side and picked up her phone.

“Yo, just wondering where you are?” Isaac wrote in a text.

“Be home soon. Having fun with Neil,” Cass replied. She knew perfectly well what that did to me, and she would give Isaac all she had later that evening.

Neil saw this. He knew Cass was texting with Isaac, but didn’t know what was said. He swore he would have her forget all about him, driving her more and more into his clutches instead, by showing her just how much better he was. Neil knew perfectly well how inexperienced Cass was, and how having her served to him on a platter like this was a perfect opportunity for him to turn her into his little fuck thing. To be his slut. To be his.

Another problem, though, and more urgent, was that he was starting to run short. Neil swore he had another one laying around somewhere. He looked over at Cass. The sight of this dark goddess prone on his bed, her well-shaped ass sticking up like that… It was an image that he would remember forever. Fuck. Images last forever.

Neil grabbed his phone and quickly snapped a photo, captioned it “eskimo brothers” and sent it to Isaac. That’ll teach that upjumped kid to talk down to him. Now that he had fucked his girl, he was gonna steal her away from him. Make Cass his.

Then, like a signal from God himself, Neil found another box of condoms. It was an older box, hell the design was even out of date, but fuck it. Didn’t really matter. He slid one and jumped into bed once more.

“You haven’t had enough?” Cass said, her eyes traveling down to his cock. It was almost rhetorical at this point. She made to move, but Neil put to of his big hands on her ass.

“No, stay like this. It’s just perfect.”

Having Cass on the side like this created an amazing view. Taking her like this would no doubt shape her even more to his cock, especially if he sat upright with her on the side like this. Neil would feel extra thick, and be able to hit with her in all kinds of new angles. Not that already wasn’t but Neil was a man on a conquering mission.

If he took her this way, there was no chance Isaac would ever compete with him. It would stretch her way too well. And if it was too much for her, he could always lay down on the side, giving her a tinge of that intimacy she didn’t want, but desperately needed.

And the shear angle would no doubt squeeze his cock even better.

Neil got up behind Cass’ body and angled his cock. It took some effort, but he was able to sneak his head inside of her, making Cass clutch his sheets in both pain and pleasure.

“Oh… That’s a new one.. Fuck your broad cock… it’s almost too much,” Cass moaned through gritted teeth.

“You like it!” Neil said with some effort. She was even tighter and it was a true effort to press forward.

But he did. With his hand firmly on her ass, Neil pressed his pulsating cock deeper inside of her. The angle soon allowed his head and soon thick girth slide just along the right pleasure points, and within a few thrusts Neil could feel Cass shivering all over, practically pouring down the side of her cheeks.

“Am… fuckkk… Shit!” Cass cursed as Neil slowly slid out and back in.

He wasn’t able to press fast or anthying, but this slow edging type of fucking was plenty. Finding a decent rhythm, he fucked her right into one guttural orgasm after the other. Neil was way too thick inside of her this way, so it took almost no effort.

The way Cass was squeezing him over and over in this tight position made him cum again. And again he pressed as deep as he could, keeping his orgasmic thrusts right up against her cervix.

And this wouldn’t be the last time.

*

Wednesday morning Neil woke up, almost thinking it was all a dream. Like had he really done everything that happened yesterday? How many times had he and Cass even fucked? His whole body was aching from it all.

Rolling onto his side, soaking in the view, all that was forgotten. There she was. Evidence of their debauchery. Evidence of him being able to fuck her over and over so well that they at last passed out together. After fucking her on the side they had eaten a bit, actual food that is, showered, fucked, fucked before slumping back into a deep sleep.

Laying on her back, breathing softly, utterly exhausted. Neil looked at her. Cass was such a cute girl. But hot. Not only because how trimmed and in shape she was, how ample her features were, but also her sunny disposition and her endless hunger to getting fucked. Hell, Neil wasn’t sure if it was a dream that too, but he could’ve sworn she had woken him up to fuck him once more during the night.

But looking at her now, Neil just had to give it to her once more. If not to steal her away, then to have her for himself.

Knowing that he shouldn’t push his luck, he found another condom on the nightstand and rolled on. He then moved in between Cass’ legs, gently spreading them and hooking them around his waist, scooting closer to her. Both of them had fallen asleep in the nude, so it was easy access. At first he considered just sticking it in like this, so he could look on those gorgeous tits and her abs, but Neil hatched another plan.

Instead, he crawled up her still sleeping body, taking the blanket with him. He found himself on top of her, snugly covering them both in his blanket. Laying intimately like this, Neil angled his hips so that his cock found her entrance. Wrapping his hands around her shoulders, holding her tightly into him, Neil entered Cassandra.

She had been slowly waking up from Neil climbing on top of her, but realizing what he was doing, she quickly spoke up.

“Oh no dont–” She started, but Neil shoved his lips on to her mouth before she was able to protest.

He moaned warmly into her mouth as he slowly started to press his cock into her more. Feeling him on top of her like this created a connection between them Cass didn’t really expect. Not only because he had such a big fucking tool and it felt good, but also from the closeness and gentleness of their fucking.

No.

This wasn’t fucking.

Neil was making love to her.

Realizing this made her eyes roll into the back of her head. The taboo of something so intimate with a guy like Neil was overloading her senses in every way. Her body had been yearning for something intimate and him being this thick and yet gentle gave her the salvation she desperately craved. Neil released her lips and picked up the pace a little bit seeing her reaction, though still keeping it tender and gentle like.

“Oh… gooood… you bastard…” Cass moaned, starting to tremble all over.

This vile, big dicked monster making sweet gentle love to her, holding her closely and tenderly frenching her was so far from anything she’d ever expect, from anything she had wanted. Cass had up to this point been afraid of something like this to happen. And feeling how good it felt, her fears were not without argument. Neil being so good to her was exactly what she had been afraid of. If Neil could give her this too?

Neil angled himself up so that he could stare at her beautiful face smiling back up at him. At her beautiful breast softly bouncing with each firm thrust. At her abs crunching as Neil was stretching her out.

Cass looked down to see the wide thick shaft disappear into her over and over, and each time it did pleasure rolled through her, sending jolts of electricity through her.

Then Neil leaned down again, his hungry lips on hers, wrapping his arms around her again so he could press into her even firmer.

He was holding her closely while pressing deep into her, mauling her insides with passion unlike anything else. She was so completely full, so completely satisfied, she could almost cry. The emotional reaction of her own body betraying her like this was almost too much to bear.

But damn it felt good.

Then it was like Neil tore through some extra layer within her. Like he was, even now, discovering new grounds inside her. The lovemaking went from great to even better. Whatever it was made Cass start to meet his slow thrusts with her own hips, eager to take him into this new place. Cass felt him so deep and so good. She had no idea how or what had changed, but whatever Neil was doing was just right. Right up inside her, against her very deepest depths. She couldn’t get enough of it.

Everytime he pressed forward she felt this new sensation wash through her, like gentle waves rocking her back and forth. Right up against her cervix she could feel this gorgeous cock bring her to even new heights and make her feel things she didn’t know were possible. Her legs fell limply to the sides, dangling with each slow thrust.

And even better, Neil started to pick up the pace ever so slightly again. Cass could feel his huge cock expand even further within her and knew then he was going to cum soon. His tender lovemaking and feeling him grow even more inside her made her kiss him with even more passion, clutching his back with her fingers. She desperately wanted cum with him.

“You ready?” Neil moaned, interrupting their kissing.

“Yesss. Please. Lets cum together,” Cass moaned and rewrapped her legs around her new lover.

Neil felt his balls tingling, and when Cass pressed her soft legs around to coax him to stay as deep as possible, he knew it was too much. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He didn’t want to. Not now. He sunk his lips down into her once again.

Cass felt Neil’s giant cock twitch within her. It felt so different from the other times. Not bad different, just like… usually the warmth would glow inside her and press back and forth inside of her. Now it felt like the warmth shot out and expanded throughout, shooting deep inside her, coating her insides with Neil’s long strokes. The sensation was enough, however.

She was panting frantically into his mouth as her orgasm reached its crescendo. Her small soft whimpers were muffled by Neil’s insistent tongue exploring her mouth, something which she reciprocated with just as much passion, but all her nerves was on fire from their mutual orgasmic bliss.

Cass was too far gone in wild pleasure to think much of it. The expanding warmth seemed to never stop, and even more of it shot into the deepest parts of her with each twitch from Neil. It felt so good. She could feel him press all the way inside her, pressing his giant cock head up against her cervix, sending more glowing warmth into her. Neil held like this, twitching so many more times. This intimate sex was new to him as well, and experiencing it with Cass had made him shoot more than ever before.

Finally, Neil sat back and dragged his long, thick cock from Cass’ hot sleeve. When half of his cock was out, Neil saw what he had suspected.

The condom had torn.

And she hadn’t even noticed.

Neil groaned out loud in deep satisfaction. Some evil part of him didn’t want to tell Cass about it. Nothing would hit the spot of his ego better than to thoroughly breed his boss’ future wife. This sweet, tender little thing getting bred by the dirty old janitor. The thought was almost too good.

But there were two reasons to let her know. Three actually. First, Cass would notice soon enough. And if she didn't, if Cass got pregnant there were only two culprits, and she was a smart little thing so she’d figure it out. Secondly, in conjunction with the first reason, if this were to continue he’d had to earn her trust. Telling her this would do that. Even if he’d let out the part where he felt the condom tear. He could feel it in her reaction that her body knew  the difference, but her mind had been naive to the notion. Thirdly, Neil fucking hated pregnant women. So if them fucking were to continue, that was a no go.

“Oh shit,” Neil said, feigning surprise, hoping she’d buy it.

“What?” Cass asked, barely paying attention. She was contemplating if she could get Neil hard again. Whatever he did at the end there was just amazing, and it was something she knew she needed to have again.

“The condom broke! The old damn thing. I guess I fucked you too hard— Hey where you going?”

*

Cass had immediately gone to a pharmacy close by Neil’s house. It wasn’t as risky as Neil lived the opposite direction of Isaac and her place.

Fuck.

Isaac!

Cass was on the verge of tears, more or less sprinting home. Not only had she completely forgotten about her dear fiancé during the night, lost in a new world of pleasure, but she’d also somehow wound up no doubt getting knocked up. How could she ever live with herself?

How the fuck could she be this stupid even? To let something like this happen. And in hindsight, what seemed so natural and beautiful at the time almost made her want to throw up now. Neil making love to her? What the actual fuck was that about? It felt like, yuck, love, but there was no way she would ever feel something like that to anyone but Isaac. Hell, the love she had for her future-husband was probably stronger than for her own family. She swore she would kill and die for her man, and to jeopardize any of that sent her mind into shambles.

She was desperately searching her mind on how she would make it good. How she would tell it. Part of her knew Isaac would love that she lost herself, perhaps she knew better than Isaac even. But she didn’t want to listen to that part of her. Cass wanted Isaac to scream at her, yell at her. Let her know how awful she was treating their relationship.

But Cass knew better. Or. She was smarter than that. Isaac would forgive her. She trusted that, and he trusted her. It was hard to argue that some of that trust had been broken though by letting it go as far as it did. She hoped, no she knew that they would come out on the other end stronger. And besides, she knew she could tell the stories and turn Isaac on like no other. Maybe if she told the fucking part, without the accidental creampie… Creampie, a word she’d never use, but here in her train of thought it rolled into her mind.

Just as Neil’s cock had rolled through her. Deep. Bare. Fuck, she knew now that the tearing she felt was Neil getting through the condom, entering her pussy raw. It felt so magnificent. And how good did it feel when Neil came? Fuuuck… It had to happen again… right?

Cass couldn’t be thinking like this. She shouldn’t. Her head had to sit straight. She partly wanted to quit the whole ordeal, to get the fantasy out of her life, but having already tasted it… It was too sweet for her. It had corrupted her, and altered something deep within her.

Cass wanted to scream. Her body and mind was at war, and her body was winning, and she knew it. There was nothing she could do to combat it.

She would have to find some sort of compromise. Cass checked her phone. Clock wasn’t too late in the day, and Neil and her had been able to record most of their action.

*

The anxiety I felt that Wednesday morning was unbelievable. Waking up to no Cass. I was smart enough to draw the conclusions of what had happened, but still I was a bit uneasy. Both worried for Cass’ wellbeing, and also for how far Cass already had gone.

But it wasn’t like when they fucked the first time. Like, I was more or less coming to terms with that, and the debauched naughtiness of Cass’ actions was something I got incredibly turned on by. Even now. I knew that I could trust her in all those aspects.

Of course, I had been up most of the time jerking off to all the fantasies of what they were doing. Imagining the things Neil did to Cass. She was no doubt having the time of her life. I knew perfectly well that was something Neil could give her. I just hadn’t expected her to go to his place and let alone stay over. Knowing Cass, I knew it was probably not something done deliberately.

I had even gotten a text from Neil, from Cass’ phone, calling us eskimo brothers, the insensitive bastard. And then a video later, in the middle of the night. It was Cass’ cute face on a pillow, seemingly sleeping. Then, from above, shot a fountain of cum all over her face, making her giggle. Needless to say, that one video was plenty of… material.

Her naughty behavior, leaving so much to the imagination, was such a turn on. Like pure denial. I knew it was wrong to cave in like this, that it wasn’t part of the deal to keep me out of it. But the horned up jealousy I felt was like no other, and even when I’d busted a nut I was ready to go again immediately after. Especially having at least some videos and photos from Cass’ previous adventures.

So when Cass showed up at lunch Wednesday afternoon, I was mildly surprised. Pleasantly, but still surprised.

“Someone has had a rough night? Did you walk over?” I commented. Cass had been at home no doubt, fixing herself up, but the way she walked… If you knew what she’d been up to, it was obvious.

She looked guilt stricken as she took her seat and pushed a tupperware with some of her good chicken pasta in it towards me.

My light tone seemed to ease her a bit.

“Can you forgive me?” Cass asked, looking at me innocently. She truly felt bad about having stayed over. And I couldn’t help but think it was warranted. But seeing her disheveled like this, feeling guilty. It was catching a teen who was hungover for the first time.

I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. My reactions seemed to ease her further.

“Of course. How can I stay mad? But god damn it, try to get some of it on film at least!” I laughed. I got up, walked up behind her chair and gave her a hug from behind. Cass reached for my hand and pulled me in tighter.

“You’re spoiling me… You’re spoiling me with a very dangerous game,” Cass said.

“Really now? So how was it? You better not skimp on the details, not after last night!” I said, sitting down in my office chair, folding my hands in my lap.

“Well, you’re in luck,” Cass began, snaking her sexy butt out of her chair. “Because I got most of it on tape.”

Cass slowly turned her back to me, giving me an amazing view of her ass in bright, tight khakis. God damn it, to think that was all mine. Or… at least mostly mine. Cass looked over her shoulder at me, and gave me a mischievous smile, making her way over to the door. When she reached it, she turned to me and gave me a toothy, wide grin, and locked the door.

I gulped. I wondered what plans she had on her mind as I watched the extra sway she had in her hips as she walked over and around my desk. I looked up at her, raising an eyebrow, as if to challenge whatever her plans were.

“You better scoot your chair back a bit,” Cass said, touching my shoulder gently. I did as I was told. “Good boy. Now, let me turn and hook my phone up to your laptop here, and then we’ll see if we can’t spend this lunch, and perhaps a bit more, exactly what I did last night?”

“Hell yeah,” I said. Fuck. When she turned it on, she turned it on.

And talking of turning. Cass moved in front of me, turned and then bent excessively over my desk while fumbling with hooking her phone up. This gave me an amazing view of her tight pants stretching magnificently over her ass. Fucking hell, her ass was such a prize. But I wanted to see where this was going, so I let her press her ass back against me for a short minute before she turned back around, smiling wickedly down at me.

“Exhibition A, Cass getting railed from behind by big dicked Neil,” Cass said. She then sunk to her knees infront of me, between the desk and my legs.

Was this it? And in my office? Two things I always wanted to experience. And to think, without Neil, who knows when it would ever happen. In some twisted way, I had him to thank for opening Cass’ sexual horizon.

Cass smiled up at me, seeing me realizing what she was up to. She moved her head near my pants, and started sniffing my belt.

“I love a man who wears leather. Especially leather belts,” she said. “But these will have to go, if we are to properly examine the crimes committed yesterday.”

Cass had opened my fly, unbuckled my belt and was working my pants down my legs as she spoke, and to help her out, I lifted up so she could slide them all the way to my ankles. My boxers were next, setting my rock hard erection free.

“Someone’s excited,” Cass said, giving me a few slow jerks before turning around and hitting play.

On the video, from a nightstand by the looks of it, I could see Cass bent over towards the camera, with Neil slapping up against her over and over. Her face was lit up with lust, and her moans was loud and as intense as the fucking she was receiving. Her tits swayed firmly back and forth as she pressed back against Neil’s giant cock.

I was so focused on the video that I gasped in slight surprise when I felt something wet and warm around my dick. I looked down and finally saw my beautiful fiancée with my own dick in her mouth. Finally. And it felt so good. I tilted my head back in sheer pleasure. Fuck. It was almost too much, but Cass seemed an expert. She saw my signs and slowed down.

“Calm down, big boy. We have lots to watch,” Cass said. “Though, I guess we can save some of them for later.”

“Ho– how many aaaare there?” I asked, barely able to keep my voice intelligible.

“Oh, there is plenty,” Cass answered coyly. She took my dick into her mouth again and gave me a few rapid bobs before getting up again. “Though there was one specific incident when we didnæt get to film.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. And in many ways. Fuck, it’s so wrong to even say this, but,” Cass once again gave me a series of deep, fast bobs before continuing while stroking me, “In many ways, it was the best one. The best fucking, that is… He climbed on top of me, and Isaac, he made love to me. No fucking. He made love. And it was the best lovemaking I’ve ever received.”

I groaned out loud, damn near cumming.

“Now, I’m gonna tell you the icing. Neil made love to me so good, and during it, the rubber broke. I didn’t notice. He said he didn’t but I don’t believe that. So… that is not the icing. Neil fucked me so good after ripping the rubber, so good. And then he filled me up. Neil came inside me, and to be honest, I loved it. It was soooo good– oh–”

In raging jealousy and horniness, I started cumming, and Cass even shot her face down my cock, easily taking me to the bottom, and let me shoot all down her throat. It felt incredible. Not only did I get my first blowjob, but Cass even deepthroated me and let me cum in her mouth. Throat. And on top of that, I knew who taught her that…

Then I realized what she had said.

“He what?” I asked, as my orgasm subsided.

“He bred your girl, Isaac,” Cass said, coming up from my cock, some cum still in her mouth. She savored it around her mouth and swallowed it, then bit her lip. Yeah, she was definitely ready for more.

“But don’t worry, I took care of it. He had some old ass condoms, but I’ll make sure to be more careful later,” Cass reassured. I nodded.

“Now. Lets watch another video while you fuck me over this desk here.”

*

It wasn’t odd that Neil skipped work that day. It wasn’t his first time. So when I walked out to the Camry, it wasn’t surprising to find it utterly empty. Driving home I was trying to contemplate how wrong everything today was. The day started with Cass waking up at some other guy's house. And as a consolidation after fucking Neil’s brains out a whole night, I got to a handjob. It sounded like I was getting the raw end of the deal here, but from my perspective I didn’t see it that way. I had a loving wife who did the worst shit possible, and never wavering in her devotion to me doing so. Like her betrayal was almost an affirmation to her loyalty to me, in some way. Else she wouldn’t have felt guilty.

Arriving home I saw something I truly didn’t expect. I saw a big SUV in my driveway. What the actual fuck? Was Neil here? At our home? I truly didn’t know if this was the right call, to invite this kind of person into our house. To have him know where we lived. There was no way Neil wouldn’t exploit that. But it was too late now.

I didn’t have to imagine what was going on inside. I was going to find out. Finally, I would witness the source of all the stories I’d heard so much about. Sure, I had the videos, but I hadn’t had time to see them yet. And seeing it live, that would be on a next level.

First, I had to drive the car down the block, so that Neil wouldn’t see it when he left. Or get boxed in. Next I made a brisk walk up and around the house, so that I could peek inside the kitchen window without the whole street wondering about what I was doing. I just hoped they were somewhere where I could see them.

And boy were they. Despite having ejaculated deep in my sweet Cass, she still had her jeans around her knees, bent over the kitchen table to get railed by that huge monster. Though, Cass could argue it was a mistake, and perhaps Neil had used those arguments to get them where they were now. I did a check, and saw that Neil indeed had a condom on though.

I had to be careful when I took a peek inside. Cass and Neil were facing the window, though I didn’t think they’d notice me. Neil was focusing down where they were connecting, while Cass hung her head, clenching her fists while getting jolted back and forth with each stroke.

Seeing them out in the open, in our own home, where me and my dear fiancée shared our meals… it was such an erotic scene. I felt my cock strain against my boxers. But I couldn’t just whip it out and jerk it back here? Could I?

They were talking to each other, but the glass of the window muffled the distinction of what they were saying. Neil fucked her like this for an eternity it seemed, just slapping and thrusting away inside my beautiful fiancée who simply remained in place, taking it all, letting him have her how he wanted.

After a bit, Neil pressed his hand from her waist and up her loose blouse, slipping his paws up to her tits, pressing her back against him. The ways her ass mushed against him as she was upright looked so hot, and her moaning up into the air with clenched shut eyes made for such an amazing sight. Neil continuously pumped into her. Every time he moved close to her, Cass was getting filled up with that latexed cock.

Neil then paused in his thrusting. Cass didn’t notice right away. I moved my eyes from where her eyes had been rippling and looked up at Neils face. He was staring straight out the window and at me. I don’t know if he saw me, but in case I ducked down. Fuck. I hope I wasn’t caught! There always was a reflection in the window, but it being after hours and it being dark and all, maybe he didn’t.

I don’t know if that was such a big deal. Like, Neil already knew I knew. The only person Neil didn’t think knew was Cass. Me and Cass had been talking about that dynamic before, and sort of decided to play it like that. So I guess I was kind of caught up in that whole thing. Maybe it was more important that Neil and Cass didn’t catch me at the same time, spoiling the fun.

From the loud moans inside, I could tell that Neil wasn’t deterred, regardless of whether he had seen me or not. After a good five minutes I decided to check again. I inched myself up. Just in time.

Cass was on her knees in front of Neil, currently getting hosed down. Cass' face was more or less getting covered as cum shot everywhere. Some in her mouth, some in her hair. A lot on the floor. I wittingly wondered if that would affect our deposit.

And that was sort of it. They exchanged a few words and then Neil hiked his pants up, wiped his brow and moved out towards the hallway. That was my cue.

*

When I came to work the next day, I was greeted by a young blonde woman sitting in Jen’s place.

“Good morning,” the blonde smiled at me.

“What’s going on? Where is Jen?”

“Eh… I’ll let Hanson explain,” the woman said.

I turned and saw a lanky guy walk towards him. I had been using his desk, but I was a totally doofus when it came to faces. I had hired him, but hadn’t a face to the Hanson name until I saw him now.

“What’s going on, Hanson?” I asked again, this time directing it to him.

“Erh, we gave Jen an early weekend sir. We fired that janitor guy. Nial, Neil or what his name is. Aaaand lets just say, he wasn’t going out without making a… mark, you can say.”

“Speak freely. What did he do? Why did he get fired?”

“Well, he never showed up, din’t he? And we got an HR notice that he was harassing the workers, and by his actions I guess he thought that Jen had snitched on him. He sort of masturbated all over her desk before he left, so we gave her the rest of the week off. That dude was a total creep. There was a rumor he fucked someone in the bathroom even. And there was a suspicious login on my computer too… So hope you’re okay with Jen taking off? Monica here will fill in for the rest of the week? Was that the right call?”

“Absolutely… Yeah sure. That is… pretty unprofessional,” I said, deep in thought.

“I think Jen is thinking of filing charges. Or I don’t know, really,” Hanson concluded.

“That is only right. I’ll call her later and talk to her. The whole department is behind her. Now, I’ll… I’ll head in and… work.”

Hanson gave me a curt nod.

Inside the office I immediately called Cass. And thank god, she took the phone!

“Hey, what’s up?” Cass asked, sounding a bit surprised. I desperately tried to hear anything in the background.

“Good morning. You won’t believe what has happened.”

“What?”

“Neil got fired!”

“Really? Wow! I guess that… sorta makes sense, when you think about it,” Cass said. She sounded a bit shocked at first, but as she thought about it, it wasn’t that much of a surprise.

“How come?”

“Eeerh… He couldn’t really be doing his job when he’s… you know, hooking up with me,” Cass said. Damn, I hadn’t thought about it that way. Of course. I just thought it was hot that I got ditched, odd as that sound. I didn’t really think about the consequences of that.

“Yeah. That dude has some seriously bad work ethics.”

Cass laughed.

“So… Has he been over then?” I blurted out.

“No? How come? Besides my exquisite company, of course.”

“Just… I sort of threatened him with firing him a while back… and he sort of laughed it off as that it would give him more time to be with you.”

“Oh,” Cass said, pausing a few moments. “Well, I’m at the lab now, so if he’s at our home he’ll be disappointed. And tomorrow I stand no chance, I’m delivering the final papers tomorrow, so I’ll be at the Uni till late. And the defense is next week, god damn… there’s so much to do.”

I sighed a sigh of relief. The escalation had been pretty intense for a while, and to have a breather for at least a few days was a huge relief. I was a bit worried that it would all spiral out of control if there was no leash.

“And he may have done something towards Jen but I am not sure. He jerked off at her desk or something,” I said. It sounded a bit odd thinking about it. How did he do that in front of everybody?

“That’s fucking disgusting. I hope Jen is alright. Though, I guess it is not a huge surprise. I don’t know if you’ve noticed it, but Neil is kind of an asshole,” Cass explained. ”And that is why it is so hot getting my best fucking from him. This asshole monster that I should touch with a ten foot pole wields a dick like no one else, and knows how to use it.”

There was a pause in our conversation. It was true what she said. Neil was a dick, but that was why our taboo fantasy worked so well with him. Even if parameters surely got stretched, in more than one way.

“Maybe we should invite him over some day? Maybe next weekend, I have my defense next week so I have no time for bullshit until after that,” Cass suggested. I gasped out loud. I wasn’t exactly prepared for that one!

“Wh-what?”

“I mean, he just lost his job. Poor guy, right? Maybe he can come over and hang out?” Cass said in her most sincere voice. But I could tell that she was up to no good. And what she said next confirmed that.

“Maybe I can cheer him up a bit?” Cass more or less moaned into the phone.

“Won’t that get us caught? Do you think he’ll buy that? This plan doesn’t sound well thought out.”

“Okay, how about this. You invite him over on the pretense of getting him another job, at the hotel like you did for me let’s say, feeling bad for him or whatever. I’ll cook up that pasta you love. We eat, then take it from there? I’ll play dumb as long as reason lets me, then we see where the next part of this adventure takes us?”

“You think he’ll bite?”

“After I sent him that pic of my delicious ass in an orange thong that I sent you before you left? Absolutely. And I think he likes taunting you, so I think he’ll definitely be game.”

We then switched the conversation over to a brief talk about an upcoming charity football game I had been asked to quarterback in. It was supposed to take place next Friday. I had been quite decent when I was younger, playing in both high school and during college, so I was at the top of the list.

I later called Jen too, and she seemed happy that I did. Oddly enough, she didn’t seem to be broken up right now. Maybe it was worse earlier. But hell, she deserved the time off anyway. The guys upstairs were a bit stringent on handing out days off, and as far as I could remember Jen rarely took a holiday.

“Remember the plumber at 10.30, by the way,” Jen said, just remembering.

“Hard at work, even with the day you had?”

“It’s burned into my retina,” Jen chuckled. It was nice to hear her laugh at least.

“Dan Calhoun, shit pipe enthusiast,” a humongous man introduced minutes later. He was way taller than me, standing at least 6 foot 10. Maybe even more. And his frame was just as large. There was no way he was shy of 350 lbs.

We had hired a plumber to fix some of the plumbing in Neil and Cass’ bathroom. It wasn’t truly theirs, that was just sort of how I’d come to know that place. I had spent an embarrassingly huge amount of time there during the work weeks.

The lack of maintenance from Neil had left some of the stalls a bit clogged up.

“Enthusiast? You’re not a plumber?” I asked, chuckling at Dan's brashness.

Dan sunk into the chair. He was so big the chair more or less disappeared under him.

“Heh, of course. But I’m an ass connoisseur, you see, and I have lotta pipe!” Dan chuckled. He pointed his thumb back towards the door.

“Where’s the redhead with the giant cans and the ass? I don’t mind the tight blonde, but heh, I’m a man who needs a bit of cushion, you know what I mean?”

Ah. He was certainly… comfortable about expressing his opinions, I could tell.

“She’s taking a few days off. And I’d appreciate it if you kept it cordial,” I said, trying to sound stern. It was sort of hard with such a big man.

Plumber Dan didn’t really respond. His eyes widened before he exploded into a roar of laughter. Tilting his head back, shaking up and down. He got up, slapping his knee, and got out, still snickering. What a weird man.