Tables turned

If you had asked me a few months ago, “how was life?” I would’ve told you. Amazing. I had a job I liked, a beautiful, smart, sexy wife. A home most people dream about. A large lot miles from anyone. We were starting to talk about kids. We both worked a lot so we would have to figure that out. I made good money, so maybe Trish could work part time.

But that all ended when I was called into HR and told I was being let go. With the use of AI there were redundancies and they needed to recoup some of investment they had made. I was given two months severance and escorted out of the building with a box of my personal belongings. I felt so humiliated. It felt like the walk of shame. One that most of my department would make over the next two weeks.

On the ride home I wondered how Trish would handle the news. She’s always been so supportive, and I’ll have another job soon enough. I pull into the drive and her car is already there. I park and come in through the garage. Trish is sorting mail.

“Hey, you’re home early.” “I’ve got news.” We both announce.

“You go ahead Trish, mine can wait.”

She comes over and puts her arms around my neck. I can smell her perfume, $200 a bottle. “Guess who got a promotion and a big ass raise! I’m so excited! It will mean longer hours and probably some nights on the laptop here at home. But what an opportunity. So, what’s your big news?”

She goes back to the mail and looks up at me. I’m looking at all the bills on the table. Car payments, credit cards, student loans, lawn care, the pool guy. My head spins.

“Travis, are you ok?”

I take a breath. “First, I’m so proud of you. You deserve it. My big news is just a bit different than yours.”

“In what way.” I now have her full attention.

“I lost my job today. Basically, my department is being let go and AI agents, that we trained, will take our place.”

She rushes over to me and holds me. “That’s unbelievable. I didn’t think we had to worry about AI for a few more years. Look, screw them! You’ll find a better job. Fuck em. Right!”

“You’re right. I was overthinking things as usual. I’ll work on my resume and CV first thing tomorrow. Now, let’s breakout that bottle of champagne. We need to celebrate you!”

We take the bottle with us to the bedroom. We strip and there’s no foreplay. She’s already wet and grabs me by the cock “Come here you. I want you to fuck me hard tonight. If you’re a good boy I’ll let you fuck my ass.”

That was all I needed to hear. She rarely lets me fuck her tight brown hole. I push her back on the bed, she spreads her legs and I marvel at how beautiful she is. I can smell her sex and I’m rock hard. I run the tip of my cock through her wet lips. Rub it on her already engorged clit, move it to her entrance and push in.

“Oh fuck! That’s it baby...make me cum on your fuck stick!”

I begin thrusting, sliding easily in and out. I reach up and grab her breast. Running my palms over each nipple. She closes her eyes and moans. I reach back and grab her legs and throw them up on my shoulders. Pressing her knees onto her chest. I hold on to her legs as I begin pounding into her. My balls slapping against her ass with each impalement.

“Am I being a good boy”

“Oh fuck yes...a very good boy. I’m close..don’t you dare stop!”

“Not a chance baby” I feel her building and I’m close as well. I know she will be pissed if I come first. I grab my wet cock on one of my withdrawals, coating my fingers. I start pounding into her and I slide one of my wet fingers into her ass.

“Oh you bad boy...fuck...I’m cumming.”

Her cunt clenches on my cock, she grabs my hips, holding me, buried in her cunt as she cums. I feel her walls grabbing my cock and I explode. Emptying my seed deep into her quivering pussy.

“Holy fuck! What got into you tonight? I can’t wait for your next promotion.”

“Do you think your done? What about my ass? Bring that cock up here”

I side up the bed and offer her my cum coated, limp cock. She eagerly grabs it and licks it clean then sucks it into her mouth. It starts to stir. I pull it out of her mouth.

“I’ve got a better idea.”

I push her legs back into the same position as when we were fucking. Her knees pushed back onto her chest. Both holes are positioned right in front of me. I drag my tongue through her folds, gathering a bit of both of our cum, and run it back to her asshole. I circle around it with my tongue. Getting closer to the entrance with each movement.

“You’re driving me crazy. Fuck my ass with your tongue...please!”

I harden my tongue and stab it into her asshole. Pushing past her sphincter. She relaxes and she gapes. “Use your cock...fuck my ass.”

My cock is now fully erect, I stand up, grab her by the waist and scoot her to the edge of the bed. I wet my fingers with her juices, coat my cock and push it into her asshole.

“Oh you motherfucker...go deeper and rub my clit.”

Not being one to disappoint, I push my cock deeper. I bottom out and begin thrusting into her. Slowly at first, letting her ass adjust to my girth. I use my thumb to begin rubbing her slick clit. She’s moaning form either pain or pleasure.

“Fuck me harder...that’s it....rub that clit make...me cum!”

“Do you like a hard cock in your ass? You want it harder? Beg for it. Tell me what you want.”

She has tears running down her face, she is so close.

“I want you...I fucking need you to plow my ass. That’s it..rub that...clit. Fuck! I’m cumming.”

Her asshole clamps onto my cock as her body spasms. I cum again, not with the same intensity, but there is nothing like filling her asshole with cum. After a few minutes I slide out of her and move up to cuddle with her.

“Thank you. That was amazing Travis.”

I kiss her deeply. “Anytime.”

We lay, holding each other. Before we drift into sleep I Look at her.

“Are we going to be alright? I’ve never lost a job before. I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”

“We are going to be fine. Remember when I went back for my masters? You covered everything. It’s my turn for a bit. Now go to sleep”

Feeling somewhat relived I fell into a deep sleep.

The next month was spent on LinkedIn, updating my resume and reaching out to people in my network. In between time I would hit the gym, go to the grocery and make dinners. I was pretty discouraged, when I found out that none of us that were let go, had found a position in our field. A few had taken up gig work, Uber or door-dash.

When I discussed this with my Trish, she told me not to worry about it. She was in fact, working later hours and she enjoyed coming home to a nice dinner, a clean house and a buff husband.

“Look I’m making about what we used to make together. We talked about when we had kids, one of us would stay home with them until they started school. So think of this a trail run. If something comes your way, in your field, great but don’t think you need to start delivering pizzas. Ok?’

“Are you sure? I don’t want to mess with our dynamic. We’ve always been equal partners. Sharing the load.”

“We still are. You’ll just be carrying a different but still important load.”

Over the next few months, I still checked the job boards, halfheartedly. Life seemed good. I did start to notice that Trish had lost some interest in sex. She said it was because she was always tired and I tried to be understanding. I certainly didn’t miss the grind of work, that was for sure. Then one day she came home and I hadn’t had a chance to start dinner yet.

“Travis! I thought we had an agreement? I go to work everyday and you stay home and play house. Dinner isn’t ready, there’s a pile of laundry and when did you clean the bathroom last!”

I was taken aback. I thought I was holding up my end pretty well thank you.”

“Excuse me, I’m your husband. You don’t get to talk to me like that.”

“Yeah, my husband used to have a job. A real job.”

She puts down her laptop and heads for the door.

“Wait a minute. Where are you going? We clearly need to talk.”

“I need a drink. Alone.”

She slams the door on her way out. After she leaves I finish making dinner, do the laundry and clean the bath. I wait up for her but fall asleep. I’m awaken early in the morning feeling her tongue sliding up my morning wood. She sucks on the tip before lowering her head and deep throating me. I don’t take long and I cum in her mouth. She hold it there, moves up to me and kisses me. Spitting my cum into my mouth.

“I want to see you swallow it.” I do and she opens my mouth and checks.

“I’m not complaining but what’s going on Trish?”

“Nothing, it’s my way of saying I’m sorry and how much I appreciate what you do around here”

“Come here and let me return the favor”

She turns, still in clothes from yesterday. “Rain check. I’ve got to get into the office early. Would you be a dear and make me a cup of coffee to go? Love you.”

She never berated me again but I could tell when she wasn’t happy with me. She would complain about what I made, or her clothes didn’t smell right. There also were more and more nights when she didn’t get home until early morning. When I would ask her about it she would tell me they had a late meeting and had been drinking. It was easier and safer to stay downtown.

A few months later, she comes home in a good mood. We actually have a normal conversation at dinner. Towards the end of dinner she turns to me.

“So, I’m going to be having some people from work over on Friday evening. It will be my boss and about 5 others. Would you be able to put something together? Light appetizers, some wine and pick up a couple bottles of bourbon? Could you act as the host? Filling glasses and offering food?”

“Seriously, do you want me to wear a black suit and white gloves?”

“Don’t be an ass Travis. I’m asking you to help out. This is important to my career and our lively hood. If you feel it’s beneath you just say so.”

I just look at her. Still the same beautiful woman but I have no idea who she is anymore.

“No it’s fine. I know how much your job means to you. I mean us. I’ll handle everything.”

She walks over and kisses me on the cheek and grabs my crotch “If you handle this well there might be a treat for you.” She grabs her coat and heads for the door. “I’ll probably be late so don’t wait up. Oh, I’ll text you what kind of bourbon to get.”

She doesn’t come home that night at all. I think how lucky I am to have a wife that works as hard as her. I make all the arrangements for Friday. The house is spotless, the food prepared. Wine and bourbon set up on the bar. Trish comes out of the bedroom and my jaw drops. She is wearing a dress with a slit up the side, a plunging neck line and the back scallops down to right above her ass crack.

“So how do I look?”

Good enough to fuck, I think. “You look amazing. I didn’t realize this was going to be so dressy. Should I change?”

“Oh no, you look fine. It’s probably best if you stay near the bar anyway. You wouldn’t understand the conversations anyway.”

The guests arrive. Her boss is dressed in nice slacks and a blazer. Two other couples arrive, similarly dressed. Men in blazers and the wives in nice dresses. None quite as bold as Trish’s. They mingle, she introduces me and I spend the rest of the night filling glasses and passing the food. I notice that her boss stands awfully close to her and several times he touches her on the arm or he leans in and whispers. They both giggle. As it gets late the other couples leave and I start to clean up. When I’m finished I don’t see Trish or her boss. I figure he must of left and Trish gone to bed. As I go to turn off the light I notice her bosses jacket laying on the sofa. I make my way upstairs. Our bedroom door is open and the lights are on.

I enter the room and see my wife, her dress thrown up over her back, and her boss fucking her from behind. She turns and looks at me.

“Travis, you’ve meet James. Now I know you’re upset. But you had to know I was fucking someone behind your back. I didn’t feel good about it. So I promise I won’t again. Now you can sit there and watch or go sleep in the guest room. This could take awhile.”

They continue fucking. I turn and leave, closing the door behind me. The next morning he is gone. She comes into the guest room naked. She pulls down my covers, slides down my underwear and sucks my cock until it’s hard. She starts stroking it.

“I want to thank you Travis, for being so understanding. He means nothing to me but he controls my future at the firm. Did you enjoy watching your wife get fucked? Your cock says yes. Now fuck me like you mean it.”

She sits atop me, grabs my member and lowers herself down. I watch my cock disappear into her warm moist hole. She closes her eyes and rides me. I start to raise my hips to fuck her but she opens her eyes and gives me a look. I lay there and watch as she fucks me. Using my cock to masturbate on. I quickly cum. She stops pumping on my cock and just bears down. Her clit on my pubic bone. Grinding until she cums. She lays on top of me for a moment and I think things are as they should be. She slides off my limp cock, licks it clean and climbs off the bed.

“That was wonderful Travis. Can you please strip the sheets in both rooms and wash them. I’m afraid the ones in our room are a hot mess! I’m going to shower and go into the office.”

We fall into a routine, she no longer works as late but once or twice a week she brings James home and they spend a few hours in the bedroom. I keep things running at home and every couple weeks we have sex. She gets another promotion and to celebrate she invites a group of her friends over to the house.

“Oh, Travis, I’m so excited. I’ve been so busy, I haven’t had time to see my friends. Just arrange everything like you did for the work party. Maybe, no bourbon.”

“Sure thing, no problem”

On the night of the party, once everything is set up Trish walks over to me. Puts her arms around my neck and kisses me. She picks up a package from the table.

“Here this is for you. I want you to wear this tonight. I think you will look amazing. All that time at the gym. I want them to be jealous.”

The guest’s should be arriving any time now. I go up to our room and open the package. It contains, a white dress shirt collar with a bowtie that attaches from behind and a black male thong. My package barely fits. In the bottom of the box is a black mask with an elastic strap. That’s it.

The doorbell rings. “Honey, will you get that? I bet it’s Jess, she’s always first to everything.”

I walk towards the door, passing a full length mirror. I look like a Chippendale. I open the door and Jess, just stands there with her mouth open. Trish comes up behind me.

“Oh, for heavens sake invite her in. Jess, this will be our server and later our entertainment. A couple of rules. One, feel free to touch. Two, no penetration. That’s for the winner of our game later.”

She grabs my balls and licks her lips then follows Trish out to the kitchen. The other three women arrive shortly there after. Trish gives them the same instructions. Barb sticks her tongue in my ear and rubs my cock. All of her friends are beautiful. Soon I’m serving drinks with a stiff cock. The tip has pushed above the thong. Kasey pulls off my thong and looks at Trish. “Can we suck it? It looks so delish!” Trish looks over at my cock in Kasey’s hand.

“Absolutely. But no cumming. We don’t want to diminish the prize winners experience.

Kasey drops to her knees and pulls me straight into her mouth. Barb comes over and French kisses me while Jess is feeling up my ass. The last one to arrive, Steph kneels next to Kasey. “Mind sharing?” They take turns licking my shaft and kissing my tip. At the top they start kissing each other. Clearly, these two know each other. I’m relived to be free of their mouths as my balls were tightening already.

Trish comes into the room. “Ladies, I was going to save this for later but it seems you have all jumped the gun. Here is what’s going to happen. I’ve altered this game spinner. I’ve but different actives on each wedge. We will take turns spinning the needle, what ever activity the needle lands on, is to be performed. I have all your names in this bowl. So we spin the needle and draw a name. If you don’t want to play tell me now and I’ll remove your name. Each activity can only last for 5 min. Same rule, he can’t cum. Also, every activity takes place in the living room while everyone watches. Does any one want out? No. I didn’t think so. Let’s get started”

She reaches into the bowl and draws Jess. “Your spin Jess”

She spins the needle and the arrow lands on anal rimming.

“Is that me or him?” She turns red and laughs.

Trish laughs with her. “That’s up to you girlfriend.”

Jess grabs me by the hand and leads me to the middle of the room. Gets on all fours and pulls her dress up unto her back. She is wearing a thin thong. “Ok, stud show me what you got.” I move down behind her, move her thong to the side and start licking around her asshole. I circle it a few times before I brush her asshole with my tongue.”

“Oh fuck yes. That’s the spot!” I start fucking her ass with my tongue. Her hand moves to her clit when someone yells”Time!” Jess gets up, kisses me and winks before sitting down.

There is definitely a sexual tension in the air. Jess wasn’t the only woman to be touching her pussy. Trish pulls another name. Barb. Barb spins and the needle lands on French kissing. She is disappointed but I try my best. After 5 minutes she’s hot and bothered and not ready for time to be called.

Kasey goes next and it lands on cunnilingus. She pulls down her panties and sits on the edge of a chair. I throw her dress up in her lap, revealing her wet cunt to the room. Kasey is one of Trish’s friends who I have dreamt about. I go about my task with great pleasure. My cock, no longer restrained, is bobbing up and down. I feel my pre-cum dripping down my shaft. My tongue moves from her clit to her asshole and back again. I use my tongue to fuck her wet pussy while she rubs her swollen clit. Just before time, she cums. Holding my face in place as she shudders. Trish moves to the bowl.

“The only name left is Steph, so go ahead and spin.”

She spins the wheel and it lands on Solo masturbation. “Steph, I’m sorry to say that this is you in the middle of the room. By yourself.”

“Well, that’s not fare” as she walks to the middle of the room shaking her ass. She doesn’t just lift her dress, she removes it. Along with her bra and panties, determined to make the most of this. “Can he lay beneath me?” They all agree that’s only fair. So I lay between her legs and watch as she starts playing with herself. One hand is rubbing her cunt while the other is massaging her large breast. She is dripping now and inserts two fingers and begins fucking herself. Her head is back with her eyes closed when Jess stands and moves over to Steph and starts sucking on her tits. This frees Steph’s other hand so she can begin rubbing her clit. I lift my head for a moment and scan the room, Kasey is still in her chair with a finger in her pussy while Barb and Trish are locked in a kiss, hands on each other asses. Steph freezes then shudders and cums. Her fluid dripping down into my mouth.

Trish breaks her kiss. “ Did anyone keep time?” They all laugh. “Ok, now I’ve put back all the names in this bowl. In this bowl are different positions. I’ll draw one name and one position. You can decline and be out of the game. This time there is no time limit and cumming is required. As always, we all get to watch. Here we go...it’s Kasey. Now for the position...ohhh, it’s anal! Kasey, do you accept?”

“I’ve been hoping all night for this.”

“By the look of that cock I think he has too!” They all laugh and sit in a circle and watch Kasey strip off her clothes. She has a firm body. One I’ve admired at the gym on several occasions. I pull a stuffed chair over into the center and bend her over the arm. Trish tosses me a tube of lube. I start by licking her ass crack, working my way to her brown hole. I tongue fuck her for a few minutes. She is moaning and pushing her ass back onto my tongue. I take the lube and cover my cock with it. I place the tip on the entrance and begin applying pressure. She is very tight and I’m already on the edge. I grab her arm and place her hand on her wet cunt. She begins rubbing her clit as I start pushing. The others are watching and touching themselves. She relaxes and I’m able to push past her sphincter. She moans and pushes back, driving my cock in deeper.

“Keep pushing...fuck my ass you man whore! That was all I needed. I start going balls deep. She is thrashing under me. The other women are shouting. “That’s it fuck her ass. She wants it deeper and harder! I’m fucking next!” Someone comes up behind me and starts licking my asshole. I’m destroying Kasey’s ass and she seems to love it. I feel my balls tighten and with a final thrust I empty my load deep in her ass. I feel her starting to cum as her ass grips my cock and releases it.

The woman with her tongue in my ass turns out to be Trish. She reaches up and removes my mask. Most of the women gasp, while a few say that they knew it was me. I get up and go shower. When I come down the women are paired up, laying on the floor and on the couch. Trish walks over to me.

“The ladies want this to be monthly. Can you make sure it gets on my calendar? I’m going to bed. Clean up when their done, will you?