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A Hotwife Discovers the Power of Denial - Part 4
🕑 Added 2022-01-31 07:39:51 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“Am I crazy, or have you started dressing better for work?” Kaylee asked as she watched Louis select his outfit for the day.
“You’re not crazy,” Louis replied. There wasn’t a strict dress code at the office – it wasn’t a suits and ties kind of place – and for the duration of his tenure there he’d stuck to the bottom end of the code, so to speak. He typically went with a pair of jeans, a button up shirt, and a decent-looking pair of shoes. Instead of dressing to impress he typically dressed not to embarrass himself. That had changed in the past few months, though, as Louis had discovered a previously untapped well of motivation to improve his position at work.
“I like it,” Kaylee said. “You look good, Louis. Every day.”
Louis turned and saw a unexpectedly seductive smile on his wife’s face. “Oh yeah?” he asked as his loins stirred to life. “How good?”
Kaylee stepped into the closet and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek as she reached between his legs and grasped his cock through his boxer shorts. She offered a soft, low moan as she gently played with him, fanning the ember of desire that had formed at the sight of her smile. “You look like the kind of man any woman would be proud to be married to,” she said. “You look like the kind of man most women would be thrilled to spread their legs for.”
Louis’s cock quickly reached an erect state as he thought of fucking his wife for the first time in months. He thought of the perfect heat and wetness of her pussy wrapped around his stiff shaft. He thought of hearing her moans as he fucked her. He thought of the things he’d been denied since Brad became her bull and primary sexual partner.
Louis leaned down to kiss her and Kaylee stepped back, gleefully denying him as she pulled his boxers down and stroked his stiff cock. “Kaylee, you’re driving me crazy,” he said.
“I know,” she replied with a smile. “I like driving you crazy, Louis. That should be obvious by now. It turns me on to drive you crazy, to get you all worked up and then deny you the thing you crave most. It turns me on that you keep letting me turn you on, that you can’t help but come back for more despite knowing that I’m going to deny you. I’m soaked right now, Louis. Feel my pussy.”
Louis reached out and slipped a finger into his wife’s panties. He pushed into her pussy with ease and found the wetness she’d mentioned. He moaned at the sensations that bathed his finger as he thought of his cock experiencing that same joy.
“I said that most women would be thrilled to spread their legs for a man that dresses like you’ve been dressing,” Kaylee said. “Unfortunately for you, I’m not one of those women. I have Brad, and he’s the kind of man that every woman on the planet would happily spread her legs for. He’s the kind of man that makes a woman wet simply by smiling at her. He’s the kind of man a woman eagerly cuckolds her husband with. He’s the kind of man a woman gives her pussy to. He’s the kind of man a woman denies her husband for.”
Most men would have been deflated by their wives expressing their desire for another man, but Louis wasn’t like most men. His cock was harder. His body was alive with a deeper kind of lust. He wanted nothing more than to cum, even if it didn’t happen inside his wife.
“I should really stop teasing you, though,” Kaylee said. “I don’t want you to be late for work, after all.” She kissed him and their tongues danced as she stroked Louis a little faster, bringing him perilously close to an orgasm before releasing his shaft and stepping away.
“Kaylee,” Louis said as he watched his wife walk away, “There’s a manager position open at work. I was thinking of applying for it. It would mean a considerable raise. If I got the promotion, would you let me fuck you?”
Kaylee spun around and took her t-shirt and panties off. She grasped her breasts before running her fingers over her perfect-looking naked body. “Would I let you have this, Louis, if you got a promotion? Is that what you’re asking for?”
Louis nodded as he watched Kaylee reach between her legs and slip a finger into her pussy.
“That depends,” Kaylee said. “What would you do with that extra money?”
“A month ago, when they sent an email about the job opening, the first thing I thought about was that I could use the money to buy you the things you want,” Louis answered. “I could buy you new lingerie. I could buy you new clothes. I could take you on nice vacations. I could take you out to nice restaurants.”
Kaylee closed her eyes and moaned as she rubbed her clit and played with her breasts. “What if I want to take my bull on a nice vacation?” she asked.
Louis’s knees wobbled as he thought of paying for his wife and her bull to go on vacation. He knew the idea shouldn’t have aroused him – that it was fucked up to find it even a little bit pleasurable – and yet for some reason he felt arousal. His mind was so overwhelmed with lust that the humiliation of that notion had somehow transformed into pleasure.
“Then I’d pay for that,” Louis said. “If I got to fuck you, that is. If I got to enjoy your pussy every once in a while I’d happily pay for you and Brad to go on vacation. I’d be even happier if I got to join you.”
Kaylee smiled. “Really? You’d want to come on vacation as my cuckold?”
“I just want to make you happy, Kaylee,” he replied.
“Come here,” Kaylee said.
Louis hung up his jacket and approached his wife. She pointed to the floor and he dropped to his knees. His eyes roamed over her naked body as his cock throbbed with a deep need to be inside her, a need that Louis knew would be denied.
“You know that this only makes me want to deny you even more, don’t you?” Kaylee asked. “Seeing this drive in you to succeed at work and hearing how you want to dedicate your increased salary to my happiness, it only makes me want to work harder to drive you crazy with lust before I deny you my pussy.”
“I know,” Louis said. Despite his understanding of that reality, he couldn’t help but continue his pursuit of one day being allowed to fuck his wife again.
Kaylee pulled her finger from her pussy and gently ran it over Louis’s lips, leaving them coated with a layer of her juices. “Get that promotion and I’ll reward you, my love,” she said softly.
Louis licked his lips clean and smiled. He opened his mouth to say something but Kaylee put a hand on the back of his head and pulled his mouth to her pussy. She ground her flesh over his mouth, closed her eyes, and moaned as she indulged in his willingness to service her desire.
“I think I’ll go visit Brad at work today,” Kaylee said. “I think I’ll get on my knees and suck his cock while he answers emails. I think I’ll get him nice and hard and then climb on his desk and beg my bull to fuck me until he floods my pussy with his load. I think I’ll have him take a few pictures of my cum-filled cunt to send to you while you’re working hard to get that promotion so I can buy beautiful lingerie and pretty dresses to wear for my bull.”
Kaylee seemed to be well on her way to an orgasm, but she stepped away from Louis’s mouth without climaxing on his tongue.
“You should really get to work,” Kaylee said. “After all, they don’t promote employees that are late, do they?”
“No,” Louis said as he stood and turned towards his clothes once more. His cock still throbbed painfully, but Kaylee was right. He needed to get going or he’d be late.
Kaylee gave him a kiss on the cheek and headed towards the bathroom. The shower started a moment later and Louis hurriedly got dressed. He ate a quick breakfast, said goodbye to Kaylee, and left for work.
By the time he pulled into his space, Louis had largely managed to clear his head of the fog of arousal Kaylee had inspired that morning. He put a smile on his face and shared a cheerful greeting with every coworker he saw before pouring himself a cup of coffee and heading to his office to continue his quest to secure that promotion and claim whatever reward Kaylee would be willing to offer him.
Louis was halfway through his first email of the day when his phone buzzed on his desk. He picked it up to see that Kaylee had sent a picture of her in a red lace bodysuit with a plunging neckline.
“Do you think my bull would enjoy seeing me in this before I get on my knees and suck his cock?” she texted.
Louis’s cock surged back to life as a host of lusty thoughts filled his head. “No man would be able to resist you dressed in something like that. Brad will love it.”
Kaylee replied with a quick selfie video that she’d clearly sent to her bull. “Hey Brad,” she said while capturing her beautiful, lingerie-clad body with the camera. “How would you feel if I paid you a visit at work today? I woke up with this desperate need to feel you inside me and I won’t be able to do anything else until I get what I need. Can I come by and model my lingerie for you? If I turn you on, will you let me get on my knees and suck your cock like a good girl? If I get you nice and hard for me, will you put that big, beautiful cock of yours inside me and fill me with your cum?”
Louis was hard by the time the clip ended. He knew Brad wasn’t going to turn down the chance for a visit from a lingerie-clad goddess that wanted to make him cum, which meant that Kaylee would be getting fucked while Louis did his best to concentrate on his work.
“Going to visit Brad now,” Kaylee texted a few minutes later. “Would you like him to take a picture of my pussy after he’s used it for his pleasure?”
Louis knew Kaylee would almost certainly send the picture no matter what he said, but he wasn’t about to turn down the chance to see something so arousing. It would distract him further from his work, but Louis wanted to feel that surge of lust as he saw what another man had done to his wife’s pussy.
“Yes, please,” Louis texted back.
“I plan on taking my time with him, so it might be a little while,” Kaylee replied. “Try your best not to get distracted while you wait. After all, if you don’t get that promotion it will be a very, very long time before you get to fuck me again.”
Louis smiled at his wife’s dedication to toying with him, set his phone aside, and did his best to concentrate on work. He muddled his way through the emails that had arrived overnight, cleared his inbox, and set about writing a memo his boss had requested. He was in the middle of that particularly boring task when a message from Kaylee lit up his phone.
Louis stared at a picture of his wife on her knees with Brad’s cock in her mouth. She was looking up at the camera and she’d stripped down to the red lace bodysuit, just like she said she would.
“Your wife looks good with my dick in her mouth, doesn’t she, cuckold?” the text read.
Louis stared at the image as his cock came to life, instantly wiping his mind of any thought of work. He imagined Kaylee on her knees in front of her bull. He imagined her worshiping Brad’s cock as she’d done so many times in the past while Louis watched.
“Yes,” he texted back. “She looks perfect.”
“Should I fuck her, cuckold?” Brad replied.
“Yes, please, fuck my wife,” Louis texted. He scrolled up and stared at the picture of his wife with Brad’s cock in her mouth. He studied the lust in her eyes and the beautiful sight of her lips wrapped so tightly around her bull’s erection. He knew Kaylee desperately wanted to please Brad, to arouse him to the point that he’d give her what she wanted.
“I don’t know,” Brad messaged. “I could just cum in her mouth and send her home without giving her what she really craves.”
“Please, Brad, fuck Kaylee. Please, fuck her and cum inside her. Give her what she wants. Satisfy her. You know I can’t,” Louis texted. “You know only you can make her cum the way she wants to cum. You know only you can make her feel the way she needs to feel.”
Louis sent the message and felt a deeply pleasurable sensation spread through his body. He’d given Brad – and probably Kaylee – exactly what they wanted. He’d begged another man to fuck his wife. He’d done so without hesitation, too.
A few minutes passed before Louis received another message. This one came with a picture of Kaylee sitting on Brad’s desk with her legs spread. The tip of Brad’s cock rested just inside her pussy lips. “Your begging got your wife what she wanted. Good job, cuckold,” he texted soon after the picture arrived. “I’ve gotta get back to work so this one’s gonna be a quickie, but soon enough your wife’s pussy will be brimming with my cum.”
Louis stared at the image and then closed his eyes, sat back, and pictured Brad fucking Kaylee. He pictured that big cock moving in and out of her wet, needy pussy. He heard her wild moans in his head, just like he’d heard all the times he’d watched them fuck.
Louis was hard as a rock and he would have loved to enjoy some sort of relief, but there was none to be had. He wasn’t going to rush to the bathroom and jerk off. The risk of getting caught – and immediately fired – was far too high. Instead, Louis sat and pictured his wife getting fucked. He pictured her moaning wildly on a desk a lot like his. He heard her begging Brad to cum inside her while she neared her orgasm. He heard her express her overwhelming need to have her bull’s load in her pussy.
True to his word, Brad finished quickly. Five minutes after his previous message he sent another picture. This one was a close up of Kaylee’s pussy. Her labia were spread and Louis could see Brad’s thick cum resting inside her as she sat on the edge of his desk.
“Gave your wife what she needed, cuckold. She came all over my cock before I unloaded inside her. She thanked me for being a better man than her husband,” Brad texted.
“Thank you for fucking my wife,” Louis replied as his hands trembled from the intense arousal coursing through him.
“My pleasure, cuckold,” Brad replied.
The texts stopped after that and Louis put his phone on his desk, closed his eyes, and did his best to center himself. He needed to work because he needed that promotion, but it was a struggle to get his mind to focus for more than a few moments before he conjured one of the pictures Brad had sent and lost himself in lust once more.
Louis’s phone rang, pulling him from his quest for a quiet mind. He saw Kaylee’s name, though he wasn’t certain if it would be her or Brad.
“Hello?” Louis said.
“Hey baby,” Kaylee replied. “Brad asked for my phone while I was sucking his cock and I couldn’t help but give it to him. I hope you didn’t mind him teasing you a little.”
“No, I didn’t mind,” Louis said.
“Yeah?” Kaylee asked. “Did you enjoy seeing my lips wrapped around his cock?”
“Yes,” Louis answered as his erection returned.
“Did you enjoy knowing that your wife was in another man’s office with his big cock in her mouth? Did you enjoy the fact that I’ve never come to your office to fuck you and I’ve already been to Brad’s office more than once because I was so desperate for his cock?” Kaylee asked.
“Kaylee…please…you’re making it hard to work,” Louis answered.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Kaylee said. “Did you enjoy that I begged Brad to fuck me on his desk? Did you enjoy that I was so desperate for his cock that I spread my legs like a slut and begged him to pound me and cum inside me?”
Louis looked down at the tent in his pants and clenched his fist to prevent him from unzipping and quickly jerking off to clear his mind.
“Did you enjoy seeing my freshly-fucked pussy in that naughty picture he sent?” Kaylee asked.
“Yes,” Louis answered. “Yes, Kaylee, I enjoyed it. I did. Now please, I need to work. Please just leave me alone.”
“I could,” she said. “Or, I could come up to your office.”
Louis stood and walked towards the window. He stared down at the parking lot and saw Kaylee’s car pull into one of the guest spaces.
“Would you like that, Louis? Would you like me to bring my messy little pussy up to your office?” Kaylee asked.
“Yes,” Louis answered. “Yes, please.” He wasn’t sure what Kaylee intended on doing once she got to his office, but he couldn’t resist the allure of seeing her in that red bodysuit.
“I’ll be right there,” she said.
Kaylee got out of her car, waved at Louis’s window, and disappeared into the building. He closed the blinds of the one window that looked out into the rest of the office and sat behind his desk. He wondered how Brad was sitting when Kaylee walked in. Did he have his feet up? Was he doing something that made him seem like the kind of man that would make a woman as desperate as Kaylee had been?
Louis was still wondering about Brad when his door opened and Kaylee stepped in. She wore a simple black dress and a coat, though the moment she shut and locked the door the coat hit the floor.
“Stand up,” Kaylee said. Louis stood without hesitation and she smiled as her gaze fixed on the bulge in his pants. Kaylee closed the distance between them with a seductive sway in her hips as she said, “I like that you’re turned on. I love that you’re turned on, in fact.”
Kaylee reached out and grabbed his bulge. She massaged it as a sensual smile crossed her face. “I love that you’re turned on when I cuckold you with my bull. You know what else I’d love? If you got on your knees for me for the second time today.”
Louis dropped to his knees and Kaylee reached back, unzipped her dress, and worked it over her hips. The lingerie looked even better in person and Louis felt intensely jealous that Brad had been invited to fuck her in that lingerie. He held out a foolish hope that Kaylee would invite him to do the same thing.
That hope rose when Kaylee sat on his desk and spread her legs. She reached down and pulled aside the red lace that covered her pink, puffy pussy. Louis saw a wet, sticky mess between his wife’s legs, the evidence that another man had cum inside her no more than fifteen minutes prior.
“Do you want to cum, my love?” Kaylee asked.
“More than anything,” Louis admitted.
“I’ll make you cum,” she said.
“Really?” Louis asked.
Kaylee smiled and nodded. “I need you to do something for me, though. You see, I didn’t clean up after Brad fucked me and my pussy is so messy. Do you think you could take care of that for me? Could you clean my messy pussy?”
Louis looked at her pussy and then turned to reach for the box of tissues on the shelf behind his desk.
“No, no,” Kaylee said. “Not like that. You need to clean my pussy like a cuckold should. You need to use your tongue, Louis. You need to lick and suck every bit of my bull’s cum from my pussy, my labia, my thighs, and even my pubic hair. You’ll need to lick it out of my bodysuit, too, since some of it leaked out of me. If you do that for me, I’ll make you cum. I’ll make you feel good. I’ll give you the orgasm you’ve wanted all day.”
“Can I fuck you if I clean you?” Louis asked.
“No,” Kaylee replied. “But cleaning me will get you closer to fucking me, I promise. Especially if you get that promotion. If you don’t clean me, I might not be as generous when you get promoted. I might only give you a few pumps in my pussy. I might not give you enough to cum. It’s up to you, though. You don’t have to clean me. I could just get dressed and leave. You wouldn’t get to orgasm, but that wouldn’t really bother me.”
“Fuck, okay, I’ll do it,” Louis said. He was too desperate to refuse. He knew he’d have no chance of getting any work done if he couldn’t dissipate his arousal with an orgasm.
Kaylee smiled gleefully, spread her legs a little wider, and said, “I was hoping you’d say that. Now clean me. Clean Brad’s cum out of me. Clean your wife’s messy pussy.”
Louis had tasted Brad’s cum, but he knew he was taking a deeper step into his cuckolding. Still, he was immensely aroused and the idea of cleaning his wife’s pussy of another man’s load actually sounded thrilling in the moment.
Louis crawled towards her pussy, leaned in, and put his tongue to work. Kaylee moaned quietly and put a hand on the back of his head, offering Louis an extra level of thrill that always came when it felt like his wife was taking even a little bit of control.
“That’s good,” Kaylee said. “Oh, wow, that’s so much better than I thought it would be, in fact. Clean me, baby. Clean Brad’s cum from my cunt. Clean my messy, cum-filled cunt.”
Louis’s cock remained rigid with desire as he cleaned Kaylee’s pussy. He closed his eyes and bathed his tongue in the taste of another man’s cum over and over. He swallowed repeatedly. His mouth filled with the salty taste of semen. It coated his tongue, his cheeks, and even his teeth. None of that dampened his desire, though. If anything his lust seemed to strengthen as he went on.
“Louis, fuck, lick my clit,” Kaylee said. “Make me cum.”
Louis did as she desired and no more than a minute later Kaylee was writhing in pleasure on his desk.
“Thank you,” she said afterwards. “Now, you just need to lick the mess out of my bodysuit.”
Louis reached up, gently twisted the fabric that had covered her pussy, and licked up the cum that had collected in the gusset of her bodysuit. It tasted far more potent than what had been left inside her, but that didn’t stop him from finishing.
Kaylee pulled the lace back over her pussy, slid off his desk, and picked up her dress. Louis watched as she stepped into it and then turned around and said, “Can you zip me up?”
“What about me?” Louis asked.
“What about you?” Kaylee replied as he zipped her up.
“You said you’d make me cum,” he said.
Kaylee spun around, smiled, and grasped his cock through his pants. “I did say that, didn’t I?” She stroked him swiftly, concentrating her efforts on the tip and offering a surprising level of stimulation despite there being two layers of fabric between her hand and his cock.
“Kaylee, what are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m making you cum,” she said. “What’s wrong? Is this not the type of orgasm you had in mind?”
“Please, Kaylee, it’s going to make a mess. People will think I pissed myself,” Louis said.
Kaylee smiled. “I’d like to think they’ll know that you came in your pants. They know that I came in here, after all. They might have heard me moaning. They’ll see the big wet spot in the front of your pants and they’ll probably think that I gave you a lap dance or something like that and made you nut in your pants. They’ll think you’re the sort of man that can’t keep his load.”
“Please, Kaylee, I don’t want to cum,” Louis pleaded. “Not like this.”
“I made a promise,” Kaylee said. “And I intend to keep it. Now think about me on Brad’s desk. Think about my legs being spread wide open. Think about me begging him to fuck me. Think about your wife begging her bull for his cock. Think about me begging for Brad to fuck me and fill my tight, married pussy with his thick cum.”
“Oh…fuck,” Louis said. He could have backed away. He could have escaped her grasp. He didn’t, though. As embarrassed as it would be to have a big wet spot in the front of his pants, the allure of an orgasm was too much to resist in his highly aroused state.
“Think about Brad burying every inch of his big cock inside me. Think about it pulsing as he came in my pussy, Louis. Think about my bull flooding my pussy with his cum,” Kaylee said.
Louis’s loins tensed up and a moment later his underwear filled with cum. He groaned loudly and Kaylee put her hand over his mouth to keep him quiet as spurt after spurt of hot semen spilled from his cock, leaving a colossal mess in his pants and filling Louis with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment.
“Was that nice?” Kaylee asked.
“Yes,” Louis said despite the sticky mess in his pants.
Kaylee gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “I’ll see you at home tonight. I’ll make dinner for us. How does that sound?”
“That sounds perfect,” Louis replied. “Thank you.”
“It was my pleasure, believe me,” Kaylee said before turning and heading out of his office. “Enjoy the rest of your day. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Louis replied before collapsing into his chair as Kaylee walked out.
He knew he’d have to address the mess in his pants, but for the moment he was going to sit back and enjoy the pleasure coursing through his body, for Kaylee had given him an incredible orgasm.
