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Did it Have to be Him? - Part 3
🕑 Added 2021-11-30 07:10:58 +0000 UTCRead part 1 and part 2 to catch up on the story.
“Good morning, Sean,” Travis said as he ambled into the kitchen with a shit-eating grin on his face.
Sean resisted the urge to scream at his boss to get the fuck out of his house, instead trying to sound at least somewhat polite as he said, “I’m surprised you’re still here. I thought you had an early workout.”
Travis pulled out a chair and sat at the kitchen table. He scratched his balls through the remarkably thin material of his underwear, crossed his leg, and said, “I did, and I was planning on going. Your wife convinced me to stay a little longer, though. I believe she said that I could use her body for a workout instead of some boring machine at the gym.”
After a night spent in the guest bedroom – a night that included listening to his wife fucking the man that had beaten him out for a promotion at work – Sean was looking forward to being free from all of that come morning, but it seemed that it wasn’t to be.
“Well, perhaps I’ll go to the gym, then,” Sean said as he pushed away from the kitchen counter. “I think I’d prefer that to staying here, to be honest.”
Sean moved to walk out of the kitchen but Travis put his hand up. “Actually, I’d really like it if you made me breakfast, Sean. Well, coffee first, but then breakfast. I think I’d like pancakes, if you can manage that. Surely you’re better at cooking than you are at your job, right? I can’t imagine you could be any worse.”
“Why are you doing this?” Sean asked.
That cocky grin returned to Travis’s face before he replied, “Doing what, Sean?”
“You know what I’m talking about,” Sean said. “I kind of, sort of get why you fucked Sydney that first time. It was a power move. You were claiming a little extra reward that came with your promotion and you were putting me in my place in the process. Okay, fine. But why are you still doing this? It’s been almost two months now. You can move on. You can find another woman to fuck. You can find another subordinate at work to torture.”
Travis chuckled. “Your wife is the best lay I’ve ever had, Sean. She’s up for just about anything and she fucks with a kind of passion that few women possess. Like last night. She was up for anything, Sean. Literally anything. I fucked her in every position. I fucked her all over your bedroom and bathroom. I fucked her in the shower. I fucked her on the bathroom counter. I fucked her up against the window and your neighbors saw. I fucked her on your dresser. I fucked her in your bed. She moaned like a good girl throughout all of it, too. She gets off on being used hard by a real man, probably because she’s been taking your limp dick for so many years. And you know what else, Sean?”
“What?” he said defiantly.
“Your wife gets off on fucking me because she knows you hate it,” Travis continued. “She was willing to do anything with me last night because she knew you were listening from the little bed in the guest room. She knew it was painful for you and that’s why she loved it so much. I don’t know if she’s punishing you or if she’s just a bit of a sadist and I don’t give a fuck. I’m not anywhere near done with her and you better get used to it, because if you can’t deal with it I’d be more than happy to fire you, or transfer you to some shit division at the company where you can spend the rest of your days filling out spreadsheets and cursing your inability to win that promotion that you thought you deserved.”
“I did deserve it,” Sean said through gritted teeth.
“You didn’t deserve shit,” Travis shot back. “In fact, you got exactly what you deserved. You lost the promotion and you lost your wife. I got the promotion and I got Sydney. I got everything you thought you wanted, and you’re the pathetic fucking cuck that’s more than happy to make me breakfast the morning after I pounded your wife all night. Aren’t you?”
Sean was just about at his boiling point. His fists were clenched and his jaw was tight as rage simmered inside him. He was on the cusp of finally telling Travis to fuck off when Sydney stepped into the kitchen. She looked radiant in a black satin nightie that ended mid thigh. Her hair was pulled up into a surprisingly sexy bun and her nipples poked through the thin, soft material.
“Of course he’s that kind of man,” she said before sitting across Travis’s lap. “Of course he’s going to make us coffee and breakfast. He might think he’s the kind of man that would throw you out of our house, but deep down he knows he isn’t. Now why don’t you stop acting like you’re even half the man Travis is, honey? Why don’t you turn around and get the coffee started? And when you’re done with that, you can make us breakfast.”
“Do what she says, Sean,” Travis added.
“I love when you tell him what to do,” Sydney said as she turned her attention to Travis. “I love a man that knows how to use the power he’s been given. It’s why I couldn’t help but want you after you beat my husband for that promotion. It’s why I can’t stop wanting you, Travis.”
Travis’s hand moved to Sydney’s thigh and they kissed as his fingers traveled under her nightie and between her legs. She moaned into his mouth as he presumably found her pussy and offered a little bit of pleasure. Sydney’s words rang out in his head as Sean watched her welcome Travis’s tongue into her mouth. She’d made it perfectly clear which of the two men in the house she was attracted to, deflating the small amount of courage Sean had been able to stir up as his outrage built.
Worse yet, Sean felt a sense of arousal building as he watched Sydney kiss Travis. His cock stirred to life as it became clear that Travis was fingering her while their tongues danced. He couldn’t very well claim to be anything other than the cuckold Travis accused him of being if he was going to get hard watching Sydney give herself to another man.
Sean turned away from them and grabbed the coffee from the cabinet. He scooped out enough to make a full pot, filled the coffee maker with water, and flipped it on. Sydney moaned and Sean closed his eyes, put his hands on the counter, and tried his best to concentrate on the burbling sound coming from the coffee maker as it heated up the water.
“You’re soaked,” Travis said, making it impossible for Sean to keep his focus where he wanted it to be.
“I told you, I love it when you put my husband in his place,” Sydney replied. “It turns me on to be with a man that’s confident enough to tell Sean exactly what he is.”
“You’re irresistible,” Travis said. “Utterly irresistible.”
Sydney giggled in delight and the sound of kissing soon filled the air once more. Sean breathed in the scent of freshly brewed coffee and tried to resist the lust building in his body as he listened to his wife give herself to Travis once more, but he failed.
“Are you hard for me?” Sydney asked.
“You know I am,” Travis replied. “You know I always get hard for you, Sydney, though sitting in your kitchen and kissing you while your husband makes us coffee is making me a little harder than usual, I think.”
“What if I was sucking your dick while my husband made us coffee? How would that make you feel?” Sydney asked.
“That would make me feel awfully good, Sydney,” he answered. “How would that make you feel, Sean?”
Sean turned around to see Sydney and Travis looking at him. Sydney’s legs were spread and Travis’s fingers were clearly working her pussy. Sean could even hear the sounds of wetness emanating from her most intimate spot.
“Cat got your tongue?” Travis asked.
“I don’t think he needs to say anything, does he?” Sydney added. “His cock is doing all the talking for him, isn’t it?”
Sean knew he was turned on, but he was still surprised to see an obvious bulge in his pajama pants when he looked down.
“What kind of man gets hard at the idea of his wife sucking someone else’s cock in their kitchen?” Travis asked.
“I think we know the answer to that, don’t we?” Sydney replied. “The kind of man that gets passed over for a promotion at work. The kind of man that spent years fantasizing about his wife cuckolding him. The kind of man that’s going to make breakfast for us while I suck your big dick.”
Sydney slid out of Travis’s lap and onto her knees. She spun around, pulled down his underwear, and kissed the head of his cock as her fingers moved up and down the shaft.
“I know you’d probably love to watch, Sean, but I’m going to be hungry after this and I’d really like those pancakes. I think you should get started. Your wife’s awfully talented so this won’t take all that long,” Travis said.
Sydney swallowed Travis’s cock and moaned for him as if she found a particularly intense kind of pleasure in sucking dick. Travis moaned too, but of course he did. He was getting a blowjob from another man’s wife.
Sean didn’t even consider walking out or trying to stop them. They’d seen his stiff cock. They knew he was turned on. They knew he was a fucking cuckold. He knew they didn’t give a damn about upsetting him, either. They both seemed to enjoy that he found it more than a little painful to watch Sydney give herself to Travis, a man that Sean loathed.
“God damn, woman, you’re unbelievable,” Travis said.
“It’s all for you,” Sydney replied as her hand moved up and down his spit-soaked shaft. “I’ve never sucked Sean’s cock like this. I’ve never wanted to suck his cock like this. It never made me wet to suck his worthless dick. It makes me wet to blow you, though. It makes me wet to even think about making you feel good. You’re just a better man than my husband. Better in every way.”
Sean reached for a mixing bowl and the flour as agony and arousal battled inside him. His cock throbbed so hard he hit it against the kitchen counter while reaching for the measuring cups. He caught a glimpse of Sydney deepthroating Travis’s cock while heading to the refrigerator for milk and he had to swallow a moan of pleasure at the sight of his wife giving head. For the hundredth time Sean wondered why his wife couldn’t have cuckolded him with someone that wasn’t such an asshole, and that wasn’t in a position of power over him at work. At least he could have found more pleasure in it if she’d done that.
“Actually, before you make those pancakes, how about you pour me a cup of coffee, Sean?” Travis said. “I like the idea of sipping on coffee you made while your wife works hard to get a mouthful of my cum.”
Sydney moaned around Travis’s cock. She reached between her legs to play with her pussy, making it perfectly clear she enjoyed listening to Sean’s debasement.
Sean did as Travis requested, though. He poured a cup of coffee and said, “Would you like milk or sugar?”
“I’ll take a little half and half if you have it,” Travis answered with a smile.
Sean wasn’t sure he’d ever felt quite so embarrassed as he acted like Travis’s happy secretary and added a dash of half and half to his coffee before handing it over.
“Thank you,” Travis replied. He sipped the coffee, put a hand on the back of Sydney’s head, and sat back as a cocky smile crossed his face. “What are you staring at? Get back to making me breakfast.”
Sean turned away from the blowjob unfolding at his kitchen table, pulled the griddle out from the cabinet, plugged it in, and turned on the heat. He mixed the pancake batter while listening to his wife blow another man. He felt precum dripping from his cock but he did his best to ignore his growing lust.
“Fuck,” Travis said as Sean poured the first pancake on the oiled griddle. “I’m close, Sydney. Get ready for my load.”
Sydney moaned like the notion of taking Travis’s cum in her mouth was the hottest thing she could imagine. Sean just about moaned, too, because despite the humiliation, the whole thing turned him on immensely.
“Oh, fuck, here it comes,” Travis said.
His grunts and groans soon filled the kitchen. Sean looked over his shoulder to see Sydney’s head had come to a standstill as she received Travis’s cum in her mouth. The whole experience left Sean filled with agony and desire and he felt utterly powerless in his own home.
Sydney stood, turned, and approached the coffee maker. She pulled a cup from the shelf, filled it with coffee, and then held it to her lips. Sean thought she was going to take a sip, but instead she spit Travis’s cum into the hot, dark liquid.
“I made you a coffee, sweetheart,” Sydney said as she passed Sean the cup. He looked into it to see Travis’s cum swirling through it like the nastiest creamer imaginable. “Be a good cuckold and take a sip.”
Sean looked at his wife and heard Travis chuckle. Sydney reached out and gently applied upward pressure to the bottom of the cup, directing it towards Sean’s mouth. It reached his lips and he opened them while holding his wife’s gaze. The cummy coffee flowed onto his tongue and Sean swallowed just like Sydney wanted him to.
“Good boy,” Sydney said. “Now finish making us breakfast. You can make some for yourself, too, but you’ll be eating my pussy before you eat any pancakes. I want an orgasm too. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Sean said.
Sydney smiled and poured herself a cup of coffee before heading back to the kitchen table. Sean turned his attention back to the pancakes and soon enough he had a batch whipped up. He plated them, brought syrup and butter to the table, and then dropped to his knees and crawled under the table to worship Sydney’s pussy while she had breakfast with Travis.
Sean heard Sydney’s laughter from down the hallway and he poked his head out of his cubicle to see her and Travis walking hand-in-hand towards his office. They’d been out to lunch for nearly two hours and Sean suspected they’d done more than have a meal.
“Hey, sweetie,” Sydney said as she stopped by his cubicle. “How’s the new job going?”
Travis put his arm around Sydney, pulled her close, and said, “He’s doing great. He’s actually much better than my previous assistant.”
Travis had arranged for Sean to be demoted to his assistant, a move that Sean had tried to fight with no success. In the end, Sean’s bosses had made it clear that he was lucky to have any job at the company, which made it seem like Travis had cooked up quite a story.
“Is that true, sweetie? Are you really a good assistant?” Sydney asked.
“I guess I am,” Sean replied, though he could hear the sense of defeat in his voice.
“You know, there’s nothing wrong with doing a job that you’re good at,” Sydney said. “Even if it’s not the job you thought you’d be good at. Some men just aren’t meant for great things, Sean. A man like Travis clearly is – he’ll probably be the head of this company someday – but you’re not. You know what, though? I’m sure Travis will take you with him as he moves up the company. Just think, you might be the assistant to the CEO someday. Wouldn’t that be amazing?”
Travis pulled Sydney a little closer and she looked up at him. “You really think I’ll be CEO?”
“I wouldn’t be so interested in you if you didn’t have what it takes to run this company, Travis,” Sydney replied. “So yes, I think you’ll be CEO.”
They kissed as Sean watched from his desk. Despite knowing that Sydney had absolutely fucked Travis during his lunch break, it seemed that there was still quite a bit of lust brewing between them. The fact that they happily demonstrated that lust in the office where Sean’s coworkers could see only deepened his humiliation.
“Follow us to my office,” Travis instructed as he led Sydney away.
Sean pushed away from his desk and followed as ordered. His professional livelihood now depended on Travis, so he wasn’t in a position to do much other than exactly as his boss desired.
Once they were in his office, Travis stepped behind Sydney and unzipped the pretty blue dress she’d worn for their date. It fell to the floor and Sean admired his wife’s beautiful body in a white lace bra and panty set.
“Come here, sweetie,” Sydney said.
Travis kissed her neck from behind and cupped her breasts. She turned and their lips met for a lingering kiss as one of his hands moved into her bra to play with her bare, perky flesh.
“Travis took me to a hotel room during lunch,” Sydney said. “I gave him my body to use for his pleasure and he gave me the orgasm I desperately craved, as he always does. He’s so much more of a man than you are in that way.”
Travis coaxed Sydney’s lips to his once more and they shared a particularly deep kiss as Sean stood just a few feet away. He watched his boss pull on his wife’s nipples and twist them in his fingers, eliciting a moan from Sydney and seemingly getting her to a place where she’d happily fuck him again if he wanted.
Sydney finally turned back to Sean and said, “Travis left a treat inside me. A treat for you. I want you to clean that treat out of me, sweetie. I want you to get on your back so I can sit on your face and feed you Travis’s cum.”
Sean thought of trying to argue his way out of having to eat his boss’s cum, but there was no point. He’d sealed his fate months ago. This was just the latest humiliation. He dropped to his knees and laid on his back.
“I told you he’d do it,” Sydney said. “I told you he wouldn’t hesitate to do it.”
“You were right,” Travis replied. “He’s even less of a man than I thought he was.”
Sydney stepped forward until she stood above Sean’s face. She dropped to her knees and said, “I want you to beg for it. Beg me to feed you his cum.”
Sean took a deep breath, swallowed whatever remained of his pride, and said, “Please, feed me his cum. Please feed me Travis’s cum.”
Sydney pulled her panties aside and sat on Sean’s face. Cum flowed into his mouth and he panicked at the sheer volume of it and the overwhelmingly awful taste. It was so much worse than when he’d consumed cum-flavored coffee.
“Don’t fight it,” Travis said. “This is yet another task you’ll have to take on as my assistant. I can’t very well have your wife walking around with my cum leaking out of her all day long, can I?”
“He’s right,” Sydney added. “I love when Travis cums inside me, but it thrills me even more to know that you’re going to be cleaning most of it out of me from now on. It feels right, doesn’t it? He’s the kind of man that can satisfy me with his cock and you’re the kind of man that will happily consume his load because you know it makes us both so happy.”
Sean couldn’t respond with Sydney’s pussy smothering his mouth. He wasn’t sure what he would have said if he could respond, though. What was there to say? Travis had beaten him in every imaginable way. Even if he wanted a job at another company it probably would have been hard to get one since Travis would have been his reference. All Sean could do was try his best to make sure that he kept what he had, which wasn’t much.
“Put your tongue inside me, sweetie. Clean out the rest of his cum. Find it all and swallow it like a good boy,” Sydney said.
Sean did as instructed. He cleaned another man’s cum from his wife’s pussy. It tasted a little better than it had at first, which was a small comfort, but small comforts were all Sean had at that point.
“I want you again,” Travis said.
Sydney smiled, looked down at Sean, and replied, “You can have me again. A man like you can have me whenever he wants me.”
Travis helped Sydney to her feet and they both looked down at Sean. “Stay there. Watch and listen as I fuck your wife over my desk. Then you can clean her pussy again.”
“Yes, sir,” Sean replied. Travis was his boss. What else was he supposed to say?
Sean watched as Travis led Sydney towards his desk and bent her over. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his stiff cock, and slid into her pussy from behind. He dug his fingers into her hips and fucked her hard. Sydney filled his office with her wild, lusty moans and Sean felt the mixture of pain and lust that he’d experienced so many times before. He tried his best not to be overwhelmed by it, though. This was his life now, after all, and he needed to accept that.
