Sunday

I didn’t accomplish a damn thing in the morning, too busy thinking about Diamond’s ass. I arrived exactly on time and she let me in, with a broad smile, this time. And an outfit that made it clear what she had in mind:

We moved through the preliminaries quickly, safeword, basic plan, STD check. Though my eyes were fixed on that ass, I did notice her hesitancy. “If you’re nervous, I brought lots of lube. If you don’t want to do this--”

“No. That’s not it.”

“Then what is it? Tell me what’s bothering you.”

“You remember how I told you that I didn’t want you to bring my husband into any of this play?”

“Yes.”

“Just for this session…You’re playing a criminal who breaks into a late night meeting at my office and despite all the other hot pieces of ass there, you only want me. I…I want…”

“You want me to choose you and realize that your husband is a fool for letting you out of his sight, let alone leaving you for me to claim. Is that right?”

“Yes.” +1 SP (Diamond +96)

“Is that all you want?”

“What else is there?”

I stepped closer and whispered it in her ears. She shuddered and nodded. +1 SP (Diamond +97)

“Well, then, last question, can I tear those clothes?”

“Got them for our fifteenth anniversary. He never saw ‘em. Rip ‘em up.”

I smiled. “Green?”

“Green.”

A moment later, I pulled out the extremely fake bright orange water gun (as I wasn’t bringing anything that looked like a real gun to a cop’s house for a roleplay where I was pretending to be a criminal who rapes his wife. That had **** written all over it.

I quickly held the ‘meeting’ at gunpoint and restrained everyone but Diamond. “What are you doing here?” she asked, fearlessly.

“Robbing the place, obviously.” I put a blank USB drive in her computer, which prompted a concerned look, but she trusted me enough not to call yellow, or red. “Didn’t think anyone would be here. Not that I’m complaining. This is going to take some time and I’ve been in prison for a while.”

“Keep your hands off my secretary!”

“Your secretary?” I glanced to the side and caught her when she swung on me, pointing the gun at a cushion, “You think I want that child? I prefer my women with a little more experience and a lot more tit,” I said, suiting deed to word and groping her with the hand holding the ‘gun.’

She shuddered against me, “You can’t mean that…I’m a married woman, a mother, I’m old enough to be your mother!”

I laughed. “Doesn’t feel like that to me.” I put the ‘gun’ down on the desk and pushed her over. I ran my hands over her body. “This feels like the body of a slut, born to take dick.”

”I’m not!” she struggled, kicking back at me a little, but I was already in position and slid aside her panties, pushing two fingers into her already sopping cunt. She moaned.

“Then why are you wet, slut? Surely a woman like you is getting fucked every night. Can’t even wait to get home to your husband, so you get wet for me?”

She shook and whimpered. “No…”

I pulled out my wet fingers and waved them in front of her face, then dried them on her cushion ’secretary’. “You’re fucking soaked. Ask your secretary, when you ungag her.”

“No, I mean…”

“Wait, what?” I paused like I was actually shocked. “He doesn’t fuck you every night?”

“He’s busy! He’s a hero! He’s--”

“When was the last time you had sex?” I asked.

“That is none of your--” I flicked her clit. She convulsed and almost came.

“Seems like it’s been years!”

“NO! Only three months!”

What a fucking shame. Three months? I didn’t realize I’d spoken those words, until Diamond said “It’s--it’s--”

“A fucking crime. Worse than anything I’m doing. This is just money! To leave a fine piece of ass unfucked like that is…a sin.”

“Wait, no you can’t take my ass, no one has ever done that to me before!”

”Don’t lie to me. You expect me to believe any red blooded man has this ass,” I groped it, “on tap and doesn’t fuck it?”

She winced, “I…I never let him.”

“What a fucking pussy. Wait a second…when you said three months, what was that?”

“A blowjob for his birthday.”

“You didn’t even give him pussy for his birthday?”

“He asked for a blowjob!”

“Fucking hell. When was the last time the two of you had sex and he made you cum.”

She whispered something. I spanked her hard. “Two years!”

Holy mother of god. “He’s a fucking idiot, who doesn’t know what he’s got.”

“He’s a good ma--” I flipped her over midsentence, so I was looming above her and slowly unzipped my pants, letting them fall, revealing my erect, throbbing dick.

She stared openly for a moment and licked her lips, then fell back into character. “W-w-w-what are you planning? Surely, look, if you’ve been in prison, maybe you’re full up on ass. Try some pussy, or a titjob, or a blowjob, I give great head--”

“Just ask your limp-dicked husband?”

“He’s not limp-dicked, he’s just--” she cut herself off that time.

“He’s just what?”

“Nothing.”

“I only need one fucking hostage if the cops come, and it’s gonna be you. Tell me what your husband ‘just is,’ and be honest!”

“He’s just a little smaller than you…”

“A little?”

“A-”

I thrust into her, ripping off the rest of her clothes as she moaned and writhed on my cock.

“Never had a real man? Damn, it feels like a fucking virgin pussy, your husband’s pathetic needle-dick can’t properly stretch you, eh?”

She whimpered and twisted as my fingers dug into her hips, pulling myself ever deeper into her, only to push her away so I could experience the pleasure of thrusting in and stretching her married cunt around my cock.

“Is this the biggest dick you’ve ever had?”

She was saying yes, but that might just have been pleasure as I hit the deepest parts of her. "Is this the best sex you’ve ever had, you slut? Getting **** in front of your colleagues? Getting revealed for the executive slut that you are?”

Her moans descend into growls and denials, “No, no, no, no, no, this can’t be happening!”

“Oh, but it is, sugar, and so is this,” I rubbed her clit, quickly, in time with the strokes and she whimpered as she tried to resist.

“I can’t cum on your cock. I can’t! Not when my husband has to use a vibrator! This can’t be happppennnnning!”

Her cunt clenched down and buried myself in her and let myself go, filling her with her first load as her womb eagerly tried to drink it down.

“This happened,” and you and all your little friends know it and know that I’m better than your husband.”