Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 39 by skedlee skedlee

Who do you want to ?

Both of them

You pause, ruminating about what Carrie just asked you. Which of the two, between Ted and Helen, did you think would be more **** to ****? On one hand, you've known Ted for several years now and you think you have a good grasp on his personality. It was entirely possible that Ted would acquiesce to your demands and knowingly give up his wife to your carnal passions, but it was just as likely he'd just fire you and worry about the consequences later. So if you wanted to **** Ted, you would need to make sure that if you were fired, that the information about Ted siphoning money from ex-employees like Karen would reach the CEO Marissa Simmons ear.

On the other hand, Helen was a tempting target as well. By not being directly related to your work, you were out of the way of any potential return fire that she might be able to inflict upon you. On the other hand, you didn't know much about her, or even how to contact her.

Suddenly, feeling a burst of insight, you exclaim, "Oh, I've got it."

Gazing at you intently, Carrie gently shakes your arm, asking "What have you got?"

"We should **** both of them. That way if one of them is reticent, or tells the other, Helen still might go through with it."

"That is an excellent idea, and quite devious if I say so myself," Carrie says, beaming like a proud parent as she unbuckles and exits her car. "It'll also allow us to split duties on our ultimatums. Considering your relationship with Ted, you'll be able to confront him at work while I'll meet with Helen tomorrow over lunch."

"Sounds good." You say as you exit the car as well. You join up with Carrie and begin walking hand in hand to her apartment. "So where is this going down? As the official threesome organizer among us, I assume that you have taken care of the details."

"Of course. Due to the fact that Helen might be hesitant to go to one of our apartments, we'll set the meet up at Riverside Motel, tomorrow night at 7:00 p.m."

"Riverside Motel? The one off the freeway?"

"Indeed. It is pay by the hour, and it's an open secret that both affairs and prostitution constitute the majority of its business."

The two of you make small talk as you take the elevator back up to Carrie's floor, and as you're entering her apartment Carrie asks, "So, anything else interesting happen at work today?"

You think back to your day, and your mildly awkward swinging invitation from Mary comes immediately to mind. "Yes, in fact. Apparently both James and Mary have decided that they want to swing with us. Can you believe that?"

"Not at all," replies Carrie bluntly. "The fact that you've bonded with Mary so much at work, combined with her new found knowledge of what a stud you are makes her lust for you, swinging is a safe way to satisfy those urges in the confines of a faithful marriage."

"I guess that makes a little bit of sense. But still, I never thought she was attracted to me, in any way at all. Well, too bad it's a moot point. I don't fancy the idea of James getting his hands on you, no matter how hot Mary is, if the price to fuck her is your pussy, I don't want to give it up."

In response, Carrie just hums contentedly to herself and embraces you, hugging you close. As she pulls back, she dazzles you with a smile, saying, "Oooh, I do appreciate how possessive you occasionally get of me. But don't worry, I also don't fancy the idea of sleeping with James either. The primary issue is that if we do swing with James and Mary and I flat out refuse to fuck James, he'll probably be none too pleased and storm out and take the tantalizing Mary with him. So if we do want to get Mary into your bed, we will need to figure a plan of attack for that."

"A plan of attack?" you ask.

"Yes, but we can figure that out later. For now, we need to focus on Helen. You got any idea how you'll approach the conversation with Ted?"

"I got some inklings. I figure I'll wait until after normal work hours, when the vast majority of the office has left. Then, I'll walk into his cubicle and tell him that I know what he's doing. Hopefully, he'll panic. However, when I reveal that I'm talking about his rolling bonus and not his embezzling from Karen, he'll be so relieved that he should be willing to give up his wife to save himself."

"That just might work, John."

"What about you? Do you have a game plan?"

"Of course. Tonight, I'll private message her at her cell phone from an untraceable burner phone, where I'll reveal my knowledge of her real name, Holly Day. I'll instruct her to meet me at a coffee shop near her home residence. Once there, I'll reveal myself and demand an exorbitant amount of money, an amount that we know Ted and her can't pay. Left with no way to pay me, I'll note that her body could act as a substitute, and I'll tell her that if she can't pay the money to come to the Riverside Motel that night."

"Wow," you say, sitting down on Carrie's couch. "You're much better at this than me."

"Don't worry, you'll get better at it with experience. By your fifth **** you'll be an ace at this."

"Hmm.." you muse, leaning back. "Is that really a good thing? I mean, I've always thought of myself as a somewhat decent person, but here I am, gung ho about coercing an innocent woman into sex."

"Trust me," Carrie assures you, setting her purse on a nearby table and plopping down on your lap. "After we blow her mind tomorrow night, she'll be thanking us for inviting her into our bed."

"I mean, you don't know that for sure. What if we're applying too much pressure?"

"Well, Helen always has the option to be honest with her husband, and tell him the harmless fact that her parents saddled her with debt. And that's important. Any woman we **** will always have the ability to nullify our efforts by telling the truth, without any legal consequences."

"Well, I suppose that's better," you murmur, resting your hands on your girlfriend's thighs. "But what if Helen just cuts bait and runs. While Helen disappearing from our lives won't affect us a ton, we could have another Natalie on our hands. She is your best friend, and she abruptly dropped contact with you. Is the pleasure of a new conquest worth the cost of losing a loved one?"

"First off, Natalie won't avoid me forever. She just needs to come to terms with the fact that I dramatically improved her life. And secondly, you need to give yourself more credit."

"Give myself more credit? What do you mean?" you ask.

Carrie pauses a moment as she places her hands on your shoulders and gazes at you seriously. "What I mean is that no reasonable woman would cut contact with you after getting a fucking of a lifetime by your fat cock."

"I see that you have mastered the hyperbole," you say, barely stifling a laugh. "Ow," you exclaim, wincing. Carrie just poked you hard on your chest!

"I'm serious. When you fuck Helen tomorrow night, you'll be doing her a favor." You can't look away from Carrie's eyes now as her weighty gaze captivates you.

After several seconds, Carrie laughs, breaking the spell. "Anyway, it has been far too long since you fucked me. You ready to go?"

You smile back, asking "What do you mean far too long? I fucked you a mere two hours ago."

"Um, that was Officer Carrie, duh? You need to fuck Girlfriend Carrie now."

"Well," you reply, as you bring her in for a steamy kiss. "Tough to argue with that logic."

What does tomorrow bring?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)