Promotion Trick

My name is John, and this is my story of how I planned the perfect trick on my wife.

I always wanted to see my wife having sex with Black guys, muscular ones like I see in the gym every week while training.

The idea of her in a threesome act was turning me on, but my wife was not that kind of a woman.

I tried from time to time to raise this as a joke just for checking ,I understood that there is no way she would agree.

We had good sex, and sometimes I would play porn movies during sex with a threesome or wife sharing to see her reaction, and she enjoyed it.

I would imagine how two guys are taking her while I was watching, but this was only in my imagination.

We were in our 30s, and I worked as a salesman in a medium-sized company for several years.

My wife, Olivia, was not working, and we were married for 7 years.

Olivia is a very good-looking woman.

She has white skin, busty boobs, and an amazing ass. I was a very lucky guy.

Olivia was a good wife. She always cleaned the house and made me nice meals when I got back from work.

Basically she was the little woman of the house, and I was the provider, and we both were OK with that.

In her spare time Olivia was a painter, and we had a lot of her paintings around the house.

One day I got Covid and was not feeling well. While Olivia was nursing me, she told me that she is very concerned that if something happens to me, I will not be able to provide.

She was afraid that we would have to sell the house since we have a big mortgage.

I told her that she doesn't need to worry about it and it will pass soon, but then I understood her weak spot and started planning the ultimate trick.

As I said, Olivia was not in the details; she did not know a lot of things about my job except that I was a salesman.

I was the only salesman in my department, and my manager decided to leave the company, and I was about to get his role.

This role came with an increased salary and bonuses, but I did not tell that to Olivia.

I knew I would get the promotion in two months, so I knew I had some time to plan my scam.

I started by returning home with a worried face for a couple of days while not talking too much. After a couple of days, Olivia asked me, “What's wrong?”

“The management wanted to promote one of the salesmen, and I am afraid that it will not be me,” I replied.

“My manager likes the other salesman, and I am afraid that if he is promoted, I will be fired.”

I saw Olivia's face become very nervous, and she asked, “What can we do?”

I pulled my shoulders and said, “Not much.”

I let her worry for a couple of days, and every evening after I returned from the office, I started acting like I was doing bill calculations.

It scared her knowing that it was a matter of time until I would be fired.

One evening when I was sitting with my calculations, I saw that she was very concerned.

I asked, “What's wrong, Olivia?”

“I am very scared about the future; there must be a way for me to get the promotion.”

I knew it would come, so I prepared an answer in advance.

As a joke I told her, “I am willing to give my manager a hand job if he is gay,” and started laughing.

She did not laugh. She looked at me and asked, “Will it work?”

I answered, “I don't know; I haven't tried it yet,” and laughed again.

She said, “I am serious, John. Will it work if I give your manager a handjob?”

“I know that my manager’s marriage is not going too well, and I heard him once on the phone telling a friend that they are not having sex and he is very frustrated, so I guess he will be happy to get a handjob from a hot woman like you.”

“Will it be OK with you?” she asked.

Just thinking of it, my dick became hard. I said, “Darling, I don't want to put you in a situation like this; we will figure this out.”

“It’s just a handjob; it is not such a big deal.”

I knew in my heart that it would not end up in a handjob, but I kept silent.

After a minute I said, “I would have to think about it.”

I did not want her to think that I am sharing her that easily.

I knew it would not be easy to make her a slut; I had to take it one step at a time

But as a salesman, I knew how to take a big plan and make it happen.

The next day I drove to the office and stopped at the gym as I regularly do on Mondays. There were a lot of muscular Black guys at the gym, but I needed someone who looked ordinary, not too muscular, and not young.

I spotted a Black guy, whom I usually see on Mondays, and went to exercise near him.

His name was Michael; he was in his mid-40s, and we had several conversations in the past while training.

I knew Michael was not married and was working in construction. He was strong and fit.

We trained together for an hour, and I invited him for a coffee at the club cafeteria.

While we were chatting, I left my phone on the table so he could see my wife's picture on the home screen.

I deliberately set a sexy picture of her with a big cleavage dress and saw that Michael’s eyes were on my phone several times during the conversation.

I needed to check his reaction, so I said, “I see you like my wife’s picture.”

Michael was a little embarrassed that I caught him and said, “I am sorry; I did not mean to offend you.”

“It’s ok,” I replied, and we chatted about Olivia for a while.

I told him that Olivia is a painter, and he asked if I could show him some of her paintings.

I opened the phone gallery to show him some pictures of her.

I deliberately put several pictures of my wife wearing lingerie in addition to other of her paintings.

When I started sliding, I deliberately showed her revealing images as if by mistake, and his eyes almost popped out.

“oops… You were not supposed to see that,” I said.

Michael said, “Wow, your wife is amazing; you are a very lucky guy.”

I was silent for a moment and replied, “So are you!”

Michael looked puzzled. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“Can I be honest with you?” I replied. “I am looking to share with my wife.”

Michael was speechless; after several seconds, he asked, “Are you serious?”

“I pushed him and said, ‘Are you in or not?’” He immediately replied, “Yes!”

“Ok,” I said, “in that case there are a couple of roles.”

“First you must bring me an up-to-date STD test so I will know you are clean.”

“Second, you need to be patient. It will take time to make her willing to be shared, and you can’t be rough with her.”

“Text me next week once you have the results.”

During this week Olivia asked me if I thought about her giving a handjob to my boss, and my answer was that I still need to see if I can figure out another solution.

Once again to make it look like it is the final option and make her a little more willing to take it a step further.

I waited impatiently for his message, which arrived a week later on Sunday. The message was, “Results are OK; see the PDF attached.”

I opened it, and indeed the results were ok.

I replied, “Let's meet tomorrow.”

I could not sleep that night … On Monday I drove to the gym and met Michael in the cafeteria again; we sat to drink coffee, and I started describing my plan.

“You will be invited for dinner and drinks while pretending to be my manager. Olivia never saw my manager, so she will not know who you are,” I said.

“I will ask Olivia to have a conversation with you about your wife, and you will share that your marriage life is not going too well and you don't have sex with your wife etc..”

“You need to be honest and share your frustration so she will believe you.”

“If all goes ok, Olivia will take the lead and give you a handjob.”

“After she starts, you need to push her to do other things as long as she cooperates.”

“We will have to take it one step at a time, just see how far she is willing to go. I am sure she will do more than a handjob.”

Michael looked at me and said, “What if she refuses?”

“Don’t worry, she won’t! Leave it to me,” I said.

“Olivia knows she needs to make you happy to support my promotion, and you can’t promise her that. We will save it for later.”

“I will have an excuse to leave the house while you are with Olivia.”

We left, and I told him I will text him the date.

When I got home from work, Olivia and I sat down for dinner.

“I got a tip from someone at the office that my promotion was in danger,” I said

“I really tried everything so Michael will like me, but he likes the other salesman.”

Olivia looked at me and said, “I know you don’t like it but I guess we have no other choice.”

“Don’t worry, honey, it is just a handjob; it will be ok; it’s not a big deal.”

“If you are going to do it, we need a plan.”

Olivia looked at me. “What’s the plan?” she asked.

I started describing the same plan I planned with Michael.

“We will invite Michael, my manager, to dinner and drinks.”

“Then you will go to the living room for a chat with him and I will be in the kitchen so you can

be alone with him.”

“Ask him about his marriage life, and hopefully he will share his frustration.”

“Once you see that the conversation is on the right track, you need to signal me so I will pretend to have a call from my mother, and I will leave you two alone.”

“He will not cooperate if I stay in the house,” I added.

“Another thing, you can’t be direct and tell Michael that you are doing this so he can support my promotion as he can back off.”

“He needs to think you are doing it on your own free will since you want to help him and feel sorry for his situation.”

“I think he will see it as a nice thing you do for him, so he will do a nice thing back to me.”

Olivia agreed, and we set the dinner to Wednesday.

I had two GoPro cameras, which I hid in the house without them knowing it.

I hid one in the living room and one in the bedroom since I did not know what would happen.

On Wednesday morning I called Michael to go over the plan again.

I came home early at 16:00 to help Olivia with the dinner.

I got a bottle of her favorite wine and asked Olivia to wear a sexy dress with large cleavage. She looked amazing.

At 20:00 the doorbell rang, and I opened the door.

Michael stood there dressed in a nice suit; he looked very good.

I introduced him to Olivia, and we had some small talks.

It was fun; we had a good laugh about a lot of things during dinner.

I deliberately poured more and more wine into her glass during dinner, and I saw that she started to laugh a lot.

We finished dinner and went to the living room as we planned, and Olivia started asking about Michael's wife while I was in the kitchen preparing dessert.

Michael played the plan very well and said, “I prefer not to talk about my wife; we have some issues.”

Olivia asked, “What kind of issues?”

“You know, couples issues.”

At that moment Olivia signaled to me, and I acted like I was on the phone with my mother.

While I pretended to be on the phone, Michael was telling Olivia that they are sleeping in separate rooms and their marriage is falling apart, and he looked very sad.

He was a very good actor, I must say.

I could see that Olivia believed what I said about Michael’s marriage life and was happy that he shared his frustration as we planned.

When I finished talking on the phone, Olivia asked, “Who was it?”

“There is some kind of an emergency with my mother, and I need to help her with something.”

Michael stood up and said, “Well, it is time for me to go also.”

“No, no, please stay for dessert; you two can continue without me,” I said.

I took my car and drove to the next street.

Then I ran back home without them seeing me and entered the garage.

My heart was pounding very hard, and I started to feel my erection.

I could not hear them in the living room, so I opened my GoPro app and connected to the living room camera. I could see and hear everything.

Michael shared his sex life with Olivia: “Our sex life is a total disaster.”

He continued, “I tried everything, but nothing worked; my wife is not willing to do any sexual activity with me.”

Michael started to pretend as if he was suffering; he was a very good actor.

I saw that Olivia was feeling sorry for him, and I knew it was just a matter of time until the action began.

Suddenly Michael asked, “Is it too much to get a blowjob from your wife?”

Olivia was silent; I could see Olivia’s eyes were puzzled, and she needed to answer.

I knew what she was thinking: she thought it would end up with a handjob, and it turned out that Michael expects a blowjob.

Olivia tried a different approach to get out of it: “What if she gave you a handjob? Did you ask her?”

Michael replied, “I have been giving it to myself for 5 months now; it is not enough!”

At that point Olivia understood she would have to suck his dick, although it wasn't as we planned.

I knew that Olivia was too afraid about me losing the promotion, and she had ****.

After several seconds Olivia said, “A blowjob is not that big of a deal.”

She moved her hand to Michael's pants and said, “I see that you are in a lot of pain.”

Michael played surprised but kept quiet; he let her open his pants, and Olivia slid her hand, touching his dick.

Suddenly she stopped; I could see what she was thinking through her eyes.

Michael helped her and pulled out an enormous dick while holding Olivia’s hand.

His dick was so big and thick that she could barely hold it in her hand.

Michael was enjoying the hand job, and I could tell he wanted to fuck her already, but he understood that it would not be that easy.

Michael tried to pull Olivia’s head to his dick, but she was resisting, so he tried another approach.

He began to touch her tits while she was stroking his cock.

I think she thought Michael would be satisfied with a titfuck, so she removed her top dress and got on her knees.

Olivia held her tits together so Michael could titfuck her.

She took his dick and squeezed it between her large tits and started giving him a titfuck.

Michael was enjoying every second; he held her tits and shoved his dick between them, trying to get to her mouth, but Olivia pulled her head backwards so he couldn't reach it.

Michael stood up and continued fucking her tits while standing.

After a minute he pulled out his dick from her tits and again tried to shove it slowly into her mouth.

I could see his pre-cum dripping from his dick on her lips.

I was very excited and aroused; I had an enormous boner, and I started playing with my dick.

Once Olivia felt his dick on her mouth, she tried to resist, and Michael said, “You told me a blowjob is not that big of a deal, right?”

Olivia had **** but to let him fuck her mouth. She knew my promotion was in danger, and she had to play along.

Olivia opened her mouth and started sucking his dick.

Michael started fucking her mouth slowly and directed her hand so she could play with his balls while sucking him.

He fucked her mouth for several minutes, and I knew he was going to explode in her mouth or on her face.

It was just a matter of time until it would happen.

Then he started stroking his dick hard.

He held Olivia’s head in one hand and in the other hand stroked his dick.

I could see that Olivia understood that he was about to explode in her face, and she closed her eyes.

Michael said, “Open your mouth,” but she was not obeying

No one had ever come inside her mouth.

She was still closing her mouth, so he tricked her.

He moved his thumb from her head and slowly put it near her nose, forcing her to open her mouth for air.

Once Olivia opened her mouth, Michael exploded.

He was shooting his cum directly to her mouth and then continued to hold her head while cumming all over her face.

It was the biggest cumshot I have ever seen in my entire life.

Olivia was shocked by the amount of load on her face and mouth; it looked like she did not know what to do.

She got up and ran to the shower.

While she was showering, Michael took his clothes and left our house.

After an hour I returned home, and Olivia was in the living room.

I asked, “Did he cooperate?”

“Yes!” she replied.

I did not ask any more questions since I had the next plan on my mind.

I wanted her to think that I only know she gave him a handjob and that's it.

I guess she was ashamed to tell me exactly what happened, but it was ok by me since this was only the first stage of my plan. If only she knew what next tricks i planned…

We went to bed, and in the morning I got a text message from Michael: “Thank you, it was amazing.”

“See you on Monday for the next stage,” I replied.

Michael did not understand and replied, “Next stage?”

I answered, “Wait for Monday.”