Sunday Dinner at the Tyler's

“It would be my pleasure to have Sunday dinner at your house Mrs. Tyler” The look of desperation, and terror, on Allison’s face was priceless, when I said that to her after another breeding session in her office Thursday afternoon. Her niece Shelby is the picture of a young teenager on Allison’s desk the freshman engineering student at the university. I had spent the entire day on Friday and Saturday fucking Scarlett Johansson’s brains out. Breeding the movie star was a school sanctioned event and so I was excused from Friday and Saturday’s practice… Of course I spent extra time at the Gym earlier in the week. The big game was next Friday and Scarlett would be there watching me with Allison.

I spent last Wednesday with Shelby McBride on a date for the evening. We spent late afternoon working out in the gym together. Then we had dinner and went and saw a new release at the movies. I easily had her eagerly giving herself to me by the end of the night, but I wanted this to play out a little differently. Today was Sunday, and today everything would change the moment after I cuckolded Mr. Tyler.

Scarlett Johansson was different in that she was a married bitch too. The game with her was on an entirely different level. I had won that game before I even started getting my dick wet in her ink well. Sunday was when she was flying back to spend time with her husband, filled with guilt over how easily she had let herself become unfaithful to him. For her it was especially problematic as the marriage was only a couple years old. She had said she was “leaving” but I knew that after five days she would be back for more of what she had last Friday, and Saturday.

I knocked on the Tyler’s solid oak door, and waited for Mr. Tyler to open it. There was little doubt that Allison had done what I told her too. Though she was plenty resistant to what I had planned. The last week had instilled a desire to please me in her, which was greater than her fear of what could happen. Some may say this was evil for me to do, but I was ok with that.

I was far from disappointed with the look on Mr. Tyler’s face as he answered the door. Allison was right behind him with the familiar look of terror as her eyes darted between Tyler and me. Her husband was a well built man of average height. I was far above average in height and build. I was in for a very gratifying and pleasant surprise though.

“So this is bastard that knocked up my wife?” Mr. Tyler’s face was livid with anger and hatred. Narrowed and beady his eyes might have scared someone other than me. “And the punk has the audacity to show up on my doorstep?” Knowing that I had succeeded in putting a bun in Allison’s oven so quickly was icing on the cake.

“James! Please!!!” Allison was trying to restrain her husband from crossing the threshold and launching himself at me, though I could see it was mostly for show. The lie was from James though, because Allison was honestly trying to prevent her husband from pummeling her lover, and father of her unborn child.

As I expected, behind them now were their three children and niece Shelby. Shelby was completely surprised by the spectacle and very confused by what she was now learning. The children were all teenagers in High School and I saw recognition in their eyes as they stared into my own. Allison had evidently capitalized on my allowance for her to prepare her children for Sunday. However, that was how I planned this.

“Yes Jimmy, I am the real man your wife wants to father her children and sleep in her bed.” My timbre hit James precisely. The strength in my voice struck him like a mining heavy hauler. The muscles in his entire body went rigid and the fire in his eyes hardened. The embarrassment and indignation on Allison’s face was obvious as I laid my claim to her but she acquiesced to my statement. That was when he launched himself at me.

Of course, there is a difference to how you lay claim to a woman today versus when humanity mostly lived in caves. However, the essentials are the same. You cut the opposition off from their support. In this case it was both Allison and her children. I could easily wipe the floor with James and I think everyone but James knew that. Except the exact opposite was going to get me what I wanted.

So, I just stood there and let James do his damage. I am no stranger to a fight and so I know how to protect myself from a hit. Though, the effect was more damage mitigation than damage protection. I still ended up on the grace lawn with his teenage children pulling him off of me. I had a broken nose and was bruised up something good. However, I had steered the fight and damage away from anything life threatening.

James however was just beginning to realize how badly he had lost when it was over. Absentmindedly he even made the mistake of shrugging his teenager’s hands off of him. Allison was cradling my head and he was dumbfounded at the anger and hatred that was livid in Allison’s eyes now. In the movies someone in my position my wink at the looser; Or, something else to set him off even further. Yet, in real life my body was already generating two black eyes. So I just pulled her head down for a long passionate kiss.

At first, Allison froze and hesitated as she looked at me in surprise. Then, she submitted to me and her mouth yielded to my questing tongue and lips. A moment later she was reciprocating the kiss with a fiery enthusiasm. I heard everyone else’s own startled gasps of surprise at the masterful performance. Naturally, she was oblivious to everything but me; Still, it was exquisitely gratifying to experience.

When our kiss broke I played my part of bashful lover of their mother to our audience. James was stunned silent and still reeling from the display. I could see the emotion of envy and I guessed that the conservative and restrained Allison never performed that way with him. Shelby’s own conflicted emotions ranged the whole gambit. Allison blushed as she helped me stand up. The embarrassment went even deeper as I squeezed that tight ass of hers as if no one else could see it.

However the children were right there and absurdly on my side of the whole affair. James continued to stare at Allison with a stupid expression, but I saw that he was falling the way I wanted him too. Soon he would literally help me knock his wife up. The children looked at their mother and smiled

“Aunt Allison, please bring your… boyfriend inside. I am sure Uncle James will give his seat up next to you and sit with us.” I was surprised to hear Shelby break the silence with a sound endorsement. Though I think I saw a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. I held Allison to me as we walked and James capitulated to my dominance and came in behind everyone else.

As billed, Mr. James Tyler took a seat amidst his teenage children. The entire meal would be a lesson of humility for him as another man groped and was openly and audaciously taking liberties with his wife, that he had once thought was his alone.

His children had huge smiles on their faces and seemed genuinely happy for their mother and me. Even Shelby was enthusiastically endorsing us, though her act was more disingenuous, still James seemed to buy it hook, line, and sinker. His head was perpetually tilted down but I knew he caught every sloppy wet kiss between Allison and I.