The Making of a Cuckold

angelique127

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Warning : this is an offshoot of another story I role played in with another writer who took a leave of absence. The characters and basic story line idea will remain the same for the most part. Feel free if you are interested to PM me if you would like to take part in a dominant role as the part of my passive hubby is already filled ! :kiss:

Background so far...Diamond is a beautiful blonde sophisticated female, married to a successful and wealthy man. Otherwise Carl is rather average in weight as well as height, only standing about five foot seven or so. He is somewhat passive in nature, doting on his gorgeous wife, spoiling and pampering her every chance he can get. Carl likes to shower his goddess in diamonds and pearls as well as fine designer clothes and lingerie. He bought his wife a convertable Mercedes on her last birthday and they belong to an exclusive private country club where they mingle, wine and dine with other wealthy upscale patrons like themselves on the weekends if they are not jetting off on lavish vacations in some erotic location.

One could really label Diamond as a trophy wife. Blessed with a perfect flawless body and face she did enjoy the finer things in life thanks to her devoted and loyal husband. In reality Diamond has Carl wrapped around her little finger and likes to take advantage of him. Of course Carl is more than willing to let his gorgeous wife take control...

It all started when Carl was careless and forgot to delete his search history on his home computer. Diamond was shocked at first when she discovered he was a member of several websites featuring graphic female domination and cuckolding photos. Despite her revulsion at first she became fascinated with the subject. Diamond sensed that her easy going and passive husband was the perfect example of a man who could be controlled and dominated to do whatever she wished. The more she read the more determined she became...

The very next day Diamond went on a shopping spree. Shopping was her favorite past time but this was not for herself but her hubby's benefit. Diamond purchased seven pairs of silky waist high panties in different colors, one for each day of the week. Alas they were not for her to wear but for her husband. This would be the first step and the beginning of his training to be the perfect obedient and devoted husband ever.

Please stay tuned for more details... {wink wink } :kiss:
 
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Carl considered himself one lucky guy. Not only did he have a good postion in a high powered investment firm but he was married to the most beautiful woman on the planet. From the get go he knew, as well as his friends and family that Diamond was really out of his league. It was no secret that the entitled blonde was in total control of their household and every aspect of their one year marriage. It seemed as if Diamond told him to jump Carl would ask how high but he was the fortunate man who got to come home to his beautiful goddess every night. At the age of thirty five Carl was in the prime of his life and had more than he could ever ask for. That's why Carl didn't object when his wife suggested he dress in ladies underwear from now on. Actually it was like a dream come true. Carl had a secret fantasy about female domination. Truthfully he had a passive nature and liked to aviod conflict. Carl was small in stature, only five foot seven and weighing about one hundred and sixty pounds. If you asked his wife his penis was kind of small, a mere five inches when erect and combined with a hair trigger made him a perfect candidate for female domination.

Despite working full time five days a week, it was his duty to prepare dinner or bring home take out and to clean up the kitchen afterwards. On weekends Diamond expected breakfast in bed served promptly at nine AM. Usaually they dined out on Saturday evenings unless they hosted a barbeque for a few close
friends poolside. Yes Carl had a honey do list a mile long but was more than happy and eager to do whatever his wife desired.
 
Diamond liked the benefits of being married to a man who was devoted to her happiness. Carl not only provided her with fine clothes, jewelry and all the pocessions money could buy but never dared disagree with on anything. They lived in a lavish six bedroom house with a pool,spa and a gym. A full time live in maid was employed to do the housework, as well as a gardener to take care of the grounds. Diamond wanted a chauffer but compromised using a driver from her husbands firm if needed. This left her plenty of time to pursue her favorite past time shopping or having lunch with her friends.

On the other hand their sex life was another matter. Diamond could count on one hand how many times she experienced a satisfying climax during intercourse with her husband. However since she started training Carl his oral skills were improving. Diamond insisted her pleasure always came first and Carl was not permitted to cum unless he managed to give her an orgasm orally. Denial went a long way in letting her maintain control over him. At times Diamond even used a cock cage, which Carl dreaded to wear, if he had a little premature accident without her permission. Diamond loved to have him lie on his back and she would straddle his face and smother him before riding it for whatever it was worth...

Diamond liked to take selfies of herself before going out to lunch or getting ready to attend to a charity event. Or if she was shopping or in the dressing room as she was trying on lingerie, short skirts and dresses she would text them to Carl while he was at the firm. He knew better than to get a stiffy and touch himself. The satin or silky soft panties he was wearing under his trousers didn't help matters much but it was their little secret and he loved being teased. Diamond loved to drive her husband crazy with desire and show off her body at the same time.
 
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Rick “Gunner” Ganns was the same age as Carl, but he had been at the firm only three years. They were the young stars at Gideon Financial, one of the top wealth management firms in the city. However, the two men could not have been more different. Carl was a mathematical genius, Rick could probably spell math. Carl was an absolute quant Jockey, and in that regard he had Rick’s respect. However, he was also one of the least dynamic men Rick had ever met.

Rick alternatively used his laptop rarely, and when he did it was more likely to look at porn, and follow a couple of actresses he knew intimately and done his own special features with. If Carl was a killer at designing and optimizing risk/reward performance of Gideon customer portfolios, Rick was a salesman who could sell ice to Eskimos. He had been brought in to land whales, and Rick’s sales alone over the last three years had nearly doubled Gideon’s assets under management.

As Rick got ready that morning, he thought about this Friday, that was when the announcement would be made. Either Rick or Carl was going to be named executive Vice President, and in that moment be recognized as heir apparent to the CEO position following the current CEO’s, Steven Anthony’s retirement.

He stood there naked, admiring the image looking back at him. He splashed Lagerfeld cologne on his face, smiling his dazzling smile. He slapped a bit on his large balls and cleanly shave scrotum. And then he took his massive, nine inch cock and stroked it until it was hard and magnificent. B”Be ready boy, I will likely need you today.” He was having lunch with Abigail Lundy, heiress to the Lundy fortune. Thus far she had been hesitant in moving any part of the Lundy fortune over to Gideon. Rick didn’t want some, he wanted it all.

Four hours later, as he walked into the office he was informed that a $430 million wire had just hit the Gideon account. He smiled, that was quick work. He reached into his pocket and clutched Abigail’s panties. Only thirty minutes earlier, he had slapped her ass in celebration as his cum leaked down her privileged thighs. The Gunner had just hit another target. This time they were in a ladies room stall at the Ritz, Abigail was begging to Dee if he could join her for a night cap later. However, with the money in, he would have a conflict, he would free up Wednesday. He never let a woman think he was too interested early. He knew his game, he was a master, and he always left them wanting more.
 
Monday morning

Carl hated Monday mornings, he usually was exhausted, if his wife didn't keep him busy over the weekend, his career did. Lately he had been under alot of stress and anxiety, going over the numbers . This Friday they would announce the promotion of the new vice president since the old man, Steven Anthony was finally stepping down. It was about time, the old dinosuar should have retired years ago. Carl was confident that he would get the promotion, he was a dedicated and loyal employee of several years. Carl had devoted the last ten years of his life to this firm putting in countless hours, traveling out of state and overseas. He knew he deserved it. His only opposition was Rick Ganns. Some in the corporate upper echelon considered him the new fresh poster boy of the future. The 'Gunner' as he liked to be called had only worked there for three years and already amassed quite a portfolio. It was no secret Rick was single and all the ladies in the office loved to flirt with him, married or not. Carl couldn't stand him and found Rick to be arrogant and full of himself. The guy liked to brag about everything and anything especailly women. Rick was a real ladies man or so he thought.

Carl wasn't really worried, according to some insiders he had the position in the bag. He planned to take his wife on that vacation to Mexico that she was looking forward too and buy that expensive speedboat he wanted. Hell yeah he was even going to be able to afford to buy that beach house on Long Island that they co-opted every summer !

Life was only about to get even better. Carl was already married to the most beautiful female on the planet .

He took a couple of calls and then opened a text from his wife. Diamond had sent a selfie of her in lingerie as she was getting to go out to lunch with her best friend Lori, who Carl didn't like too much. Although Lori was gorgeous he considered her a bad influence and a stuck up snob. She treated her poor husband, Richard, like shit but the guy tolerated it.

Carl looked at the picture his cock starting to harden. Damn these panties his wife liked him to wear. Truthfully Carl liked the way they felt against his cock and balls. Besides no one knew except and his wife and it was their little secret they shared. If you had a wife that looked like her why wouldn't you do anything to please her. Carl unzipped his pants and gripped his cock. Imagining he was with Isabelle, on a hot tropical deserted beach where he removed her tiny bikini and started fucking her as the waves washed over them, making her cry out in pleasure until she came over and over again ! He had to be careful not to make a mess in his panty or else Isabelle might notice and punish him. That cock cage was unbearable !
 
Tuesday afternoon

Diamond loved teasing her husband with sexy texts almost as much as she loved shopping. Nothing was better than shopping for heels. Diamond had over three dozen pair of high heels in every color and style. But she would never have too many pairs and liked adding more to her collection. Today Diamond was going to visit her favorite place to purchase shoes. When she strolled inside the shoppe the young salesmen recognized her and immediately rushed to serve her. and today was no different.

" Good afternoon Mrs. Allen. How can I be of assistance today. " Joc asked being the first one to reach her.

" I'm doing fine thank you. I think I need a new pair of heels and would like to try them on. " Daimond responded checking out a pair of blue five inch heels on the shelve.

" Would you like to try on that pair in your size ? Joc asked already knowing her shoe size.

" Why yes that would be wonderful. "

" Have a seat please while I go in the back and find them. Oh and would you be interested in trying on some new high heels we just got in ? I think you will like them. "

" Of course that will be fine. " Daimond said sitting down in a comfy chair and crossing her legs, enjoying all the attention. Today Daimond was wearing her pearl panties which she loved. They reminded her that she was a female when she walked a certain way or crossed her legs...

Joc gave the thumbs up as he passed his two co workers on his way to the store room. They all knew when Mrs. Allen entered the store to shop for heels that she was going to put on a show. Whoever was the lucky guy to assist her trying on a pair of heels while kneeling at their feet and getting a glimpse of heaven under her short skirt. Mrs. Allen never failed to dissapoint often not wearing panties. She would deliberly part her shapely legs just long enough for them to get a perfect view. Fortunately the show was not over, Diamond liked to walk back and forth in the heels showing off the way they accented her calves and thighs { as well as her fine ass in the short skirts she always wore }

After trying on several different pair and teasing the poor young salesman in the process, Diamond chose two pair to buy

" Oh sorry young man, I almost forgot ! Would you be so kind to take a few pictures on my phone so I can text them to my husband ? He always likes to see what I purchased. " Diamond asked sweetly...

Of course the guys always agreed, more than willing to take photos while the beautiful blonde wife posed and modeled her new heels...

Diamond needed a new pair of heels as well as a new dress to wear to her husbands promotion event this coming weekend...she wanted to look her best...as usual.
 
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Tuesday Afternoon

"What do you think?" Steven Anthony asked, a slight bead of sweat on his upper lip. The match was tied and they stood on the 18h tee. "Give me a second Steven, this is important." The Gunner hit send on the text. "What do I think Steven? I think we have them exactly where we want them." The Gunner had birdied the ninth hole to win the $5,000 bet on the front nine. Then Simon Lowenstein, CEO of Lowenstein Investment Advisors, Gideon's biggest rival had looked at his son and immediately pressed up the bet up on the back nine and overall to $10 and 20 thousand respectively. The Gunner missed a three foot putt on 17 (the Gunner never missed a three foot putt unless it was in his best interest to do so. This had been in his best interest.) to put them one down on the back, even overall.

Steven had no idea that his partner was conning their opponents, all he knew was he desperately wanted to beat his rival. Now, one down on the back nine, Steven and Anthony could press and double the bets, and now this last hole would be worth $60,0000 to the winner. Not that either CEO couldn't afford it, but there was something about playing for big money that made most men's cocks shrivel and crawl inside like a scared turtle, it made Rick hard. Of course the fact he was a plus two handicap golfer, borderline PGA tour capable, didn't hurt.

"We'll press!" He heard both his partner and his opponent cough, it was Lowensteins son Jacob, who spoke up. "You must be fucking joking, that is a $60,000 bet." Rick laughed, "Yep, if you would prefer, I'll bet my girlfriend, any of them, your choice, against your wife, a quick suck and fuck. You've met Paula haven't you, I am sure she would do?" The younger Lowenstein indeed knew Paula, everyone did, she was the hot weather girl on channel 6, the one every man over 30 in town lusted after.

"Fuck you, you know I can't bet my wife." On the surface the protestation seemed gallant, in truth, at the Children's Cancer gala a month ago, he had noticed his wife looking over at the handsome competitor far too often. "Fine, we play for $60k, we have the tee."

Their hands shaking, one Lowenstein sliced it high right, the other hooked it low left, not exactly cart golf. The hole was a 550 yard par 5, and Steven hit his normal dead straight 225 yard drive, he should par or bogey the hole. Now it was the Gunner's turn, and it sounded like a shotgun blast as the sweet spot of his Callaway driver spanked his Titleist golf ball and fired a laser beam 345 yards that split the middle of the fairway. The Lowensteins punched out, the elder would bogey the hole as would Steven after three putting. To his credit the younger Lowenstein scrambled to a par, draining a 40 footer. However, from 205 out, Rick hit a towering 6 iron, with a slight cut, a pro shot, that landed like a butterfly with sore feet, two feet from the hole, a kick in eagle, and the match.

Handshakes were terse, and Steven was grinning ear to ear. "You played them, my God you have balls." Rick laughed and took the compliment. They walked into the bar and sitting there in tight little lycra dresses were the twins who had graced the centerfold of the August Playboy. Rick looked at Steven, "I texted them on the 18th tee, I figured we might want to celebrate our victory!" Jesus Steven liked this man's confidence and style, "Hello ladies!" Steven had a grin from ear to ear, and he was about to find the two, 37-23-35 blonde girls had Daddy issues, and Rick knew how much his boss liked young women. Rick would make sure his boss had his choice of either or both if his cock was up to it. Drinks were a success and the four agreed to come over to Rick's penthouse condo for dinner later that night.
 
Tuesday 3:45pm / Carl's office

Carl sat in his office on the phone talking to a female designer named Svetlana who he was considering hiring to remodel his new office after after his big promotion. They were discussing diffent color schemes as Carl was checking furniture out on the website. He found her sultry bedroom voice sexy and she had a east european accent, maybe from russia or somewhere. Carl was eatting it up and told Svetlana the cost wasn't an issue. He was looking forward to meeting her in person next week when the she came to their appointment in his new office next Tuesaday at noon. It was agreed after going over a few different choices they would decide what worked best and go from there. Maybe go out to lunch after, hell he could afford it. Not that Carl would ever considering being unfaithful to his wife. No other woman could even begin to tempt him to stray. Diamond was his one and only dream goddess.

Last night after he made a fabulous dinner, they retired to the bedroom where Diamond modeled her new heels and lingerie for him that she had bought that day. Just looking at her posing and strutting back and forth in front of him made his dick hard. Before long Carl's face was between her spread thighs his nose inches from heaven. His wife was wearing a pair of sheer panties which concealed little of her trimmed pussy. Diamond teased her pussy with a manicured finger making him watch as she played with herself. Carl waited, knowing better than to touch her until given permission. Diamond told him the details about flashing the young shoe salesman and the good looking waiter when at lunch with her friend Diana. Carl knew his wife was a cocktease at times but he didn't mind. He loved to hear her stories about showing off her perfect tits and ass or shapely gams. She drove men crazy, him included. Next Diamond urged his face forward and told him to lick her pussy like a good boy. Carl obeyed eager to please his goddess. Diamond coaxed him on calling him her good little pussy licker, her devoted panty boy ! Carl's cock was about to burst but he knew better. He knew that no matter what her orgasm came first. Always.

Diamond climbed on her hands and knees her ass jutting upwards. Carl licked her cunt from behind, almost in desperation to make her cum. His eager tongue brushed over her tight asshole a couple of times. Carl sensed his beautiful wife was close and he would not get his own reward until he drove her over the edge ! Once the orgasm finally shook her whole body she screamed and moaned calling him a good boy ! It was like music to his ears.

Afterwards Diamond, feeling good gave her husband permission to jerk off in his panty.

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Just thinking about last night made his cock get hard again. All morning she sent pictures on his phone meant to tease. Carl could have done so but it was a matter of trust for him. It was not easy to do however. He wondered what his little wife had in store for him tonight. Whatever it was Carl was prepared to do what ever it took to please his queen.

Trying to distract himself Carl adjusted his tie and thought about what he overheard at the water cooler. Several of his co workers were talking about the Gunner and the Old Man, something no one would ever dare call him to his face, out on the golf course at the country club. Rick had a reputation of being a legend around the office. He could wine and dine and close a deal. Rick was a ladies man and knew scores of beatiful young model types and the Old Man was known to like young ladies. In fact there was a rumor not yet confirmed that he had closed a big deal, a very big deal with Lundy Fortune. If that were so and with the Old Mans love of golf had anything to do with it, Carl's immediate future could be in doubt.

Nah, wasn't likely. Carl had been here at the firm a lot longer and was dedicated, working endless hours to bring home the bacon for the Old Man and the firm. The top position was his, he had it in the bag.
 
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Diamond had planned to catch some rays beside pool that afternoon. About one o'clock or so she changed into her tiny wicked weasel and sun glasses and went out back to recline in a lounge chair. She wished it was Saturday because if her dear hubby, who was about to be a very important person at the firm, was home so he could fix her cocktails, apply lotion and see to all her needs. Just because he was going to be a big wig, the top dog and vice president didn't mean anything was going to change at home. Carl was still going to be her devoted panty boy, in and out of the bedroom...

Suddenly the gate opened, startling Diamond. The young good looking pool boy they had hired to maintain their pool was entering carrying his bucket and tools. He saw the gorgeous blonde sit up looking alarmed at the intrusion.

" Oh sorry Mrs. Allen, I didn't to scare you ! " Bryon apologized. This was his lucky day, he thought getting to see the her in a bikini. Mrs. Allen was definately the hottest trophy wife in the neighborhood beyond a doubt !

" Oh Bryon, I forgot you were coming today. " Actually it wasn't true, that was why she timed it to be out beside the pool at one o clock. Usaually Diamond watched him work shirtless from her bedroom window or balcony secretly having naughty fantasies about him. Lately she had been poolside to get a closer look at him and tease Bryon while wearing a bikini...

Bryon did his best not to glance over at the beautiful hot wife as he vacuumed the bottom of the pool. She was lying in a lounge chair wearing a skimpy bikini, her skin glistening with oil. Last week Mrs. Allen had followed him around asking personnal questions and being very friendly. She had even offered him a refreshing pina colada which to his later regret he turned down. Apparently there was a full bar in the poolhouse nearby.

Meanwhile Diamond watched him labor. Bryon always went shirtless liking to show off his broad tanned chest and muscled arms. All the wifes in their upscale neighborhood drooled over his services and he was quite the item. Diamond had to agree Bryon was a hunk...the large bulge in his swimming trunks was unmistakable, if not enticing. The pool boy was the object of many wealthy wives who had their pools serviced by him and Diamond Allen was included...
 
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Wednesday 9:30 PM, Rick's Penthouse Condo

Rick got the text from Steven Anthony later on Tuesday night.

Today was great and it was great meeting your friends. Why don'e we meet for dinner at your place tomorrow and continue our discussions. See you at 7:00 PM.

The message was short and written in the code of a powerful and married man. He smiled, he saw his reaction when he had met his friends, Tina and Toni McKesson. They were twenty two years old, and they understood the game. Rick wined and dined the girls and when they needed it, he left an extra $500 on the bed stand. However those favors at times needed to be reciprocated.

He called the girls and they showed up at 6:45. Rick put some nose candy on a mirror and once the girls had each done a couple of lines they were ready to entertain. The girls had come dressed as ordered. Sexy little dresses with nothing underneath. Once Steven showed up, it was a steady flow of booze and titillation.

Rick ordered up gourmet sushi, and as the girls peeled off their clothes to let the men eat the sushi and sashimi off their bodies the night was off and running. Everyone got naked and Rick poured brandy to enjoy in his jacuzzi. His boss clearly was most interested in Toni and Rick nodded his head for the girl to service his married boss.

They laughed and drank in the tub, one girl on each of their laps. Steven had a nice cock, not as large as Rick's but at eight and a half inches, more than respectable. Toni had Steven's cock in her hand, stroking it under the warm bubbling water. "Oh Mr. Anthony, you have such a nice cock, I'm hoping you will let me play with it, I love older men." Tori kept pace as Rick had coached them, "So is it a requirement that all he executives in your firm have such nice huge cocks, where do I apply as a secretary?"

She giggled at her dirty joke, but Steven's ego had been fed. "Yes, I'm glad you noticed." Rick had been waiting for this, he had no idea how big Carl's cock was, but he had been in the men's room on Monday and knew Carl wore ladies panties and knew if he could humiliate his competition the battle would be over.

"I remember in my fraternity, we had to line up as pledges and undo our pants and flop out our pricks to prove who were the real men in the class. Wouldn't it be hysterical if you made us do that to prove who can really fill your shoes when the time comes...there is not substitute on Wall Street for a big swinging dick, is there sir?"

He saw the look in Steven's eyes, and the smile cross his face, but he said nothing. He had made up his guest room with satin sheets and candles, and when Anthony asked if he might get to know Toni better, Rick had the hot young blonde "escort" his boss to the room, she knew the way. They didn't stay in there long, but Rick made sure his boss did not have the awkward moment of walking out having just fucked, perhaps a bit prematurely, but fucked her nonetheless.

When Toni slid into Rick's bed on the opposite side of her sister, it did not bother him that his boss' cum was sliding down her thighs. She winked, "He told me to thank you, that it was nice to have a man who he could count on!" Yep, Rick had made sure the old man was entertained and happy. But now that he was gone he pulled Toni up to kiss him, while simultaneously pushing Tori's head down to pleasure his needy cock!
 
Wednesday

Carl was starting to get nervous, he hadn't heard from the Old Man Steven Anthony all week, no phone calls or emails no contact whatsoever. Usually Carl and Steven spoke daily. Word was coming from the grapevine from a loyal insider that the arrogant asshole Rick Gunner Ganns was smoozing and kissing the Old Man's ass every chance he got. Wining, dining, games of golf even arranging dates with model types. Carl really couldn't compete with this and could only hope Mr. Anthony saw through Ricks facade. Carl needed this position, he had a beautiful entitled wife who expected to be maintained in a lifestyle she deserved. Diamond wouldn't settle for anything less.

Yes Carl was a very lucky guy. While performing his duty last night when eatting his lovely wife's pussy, Diamond told him about the handsome young poolboy who was checking her out while she sunbathed by the pool in her bikini. Apparently the young stud sported a massive bulge in his tight bathing trunks and for some reason this info caused Carl to imagine a scenerio where they dissappeared inside the poolhouse. Carl's cock was raging as usual when Diamond told him her naughty fantasies. But last night Carl got no relief, his wife decided that he was going to suffer in denail until he got the big promotion on Friday. Then he would be rewarded !

Two whole days and nights could seem like forever.
 
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On Wednesday Diamond met her best friend Daphne for lunch. As they chatted Diamond expressed how excited she was looking forward to her husbands promotion to vice president but how stressful it was for him. On the other hand the panties were working miracles, Carl was far more attentive to her needs, his oral skills had improved and she was teaching him to give her pedicures and manicures as well as his other duties which he performed rather eagerly and without complaint.

Carl may be future king in the boardroom but Diamond was queen in the bedroom.

Diamond invited her best friend to go shopping with her after lunch. She needed a new dress { although she had a walk in- closet full of them at home } to wear for the celebration dinner on Saturday. After all Diamond was about to be the new vice presidents wife and must look her best. Besides soon they would be able to afford all the new dresses she wanted...among the other benefits, like her own driver to chauffer her around in the company limo. Hopefully it would be the same young hunky man Mrs. Anthony had driving her around town whenever she so desired.

Of course Daphne agreed and both the ladies off on their shopping spree...
 
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Thursday Morning, 10 AM

Rick got up at 7:30 AM, but with two kittens like Toni and Tori purring next to him, he decided to take another lap...and then another. Rick prided himself on entertaining the ladies he hosted thoroughly. There was no one time quickies, he liked her, or them to leave, full and dripping of him. The first time was in bed, Tori riding his cock while Toni rode his face.

The second time was in the shower with Rick pounding Toni's ass, while Toril was down on her knees tonguing her sister's wet slit. Jesus, was there possibly a better way to start a morning!?!? Clean as a whistle he left $400 on the bed for the girls in appreciation for their services, and then Starbuck's in hand he walked through the doors of the firm very much the cock of the walk.

Steven had been on the lookout and motioned his rainmaker into his office. Steven was curious and Rick made sure to embellish the reviews, "Toni said she has never had a man make her feel so good, she wanted me to ask you if you might be available one night next week?" The men then relived the prior night's fun and the laughs could be head echoing down the halls.

Rick had a tee time with a potential whale at 2 PM, but promised to be in the boss' office at 9 AM sharp the next day for "the decision". There would be party held Saturday night at the Country Club to celebrate the announcement, and Rick asked if there was anyone or type that Steven might enjoy Rick bringing as his date?
 
thursday 10:16

Carl was preparing his acceptence speech. He listed several friends and insiders that he wanted to mention that helped him to get where he was in the firm. Rick Gunner wasn't one of them. When Carl became vice president one of the first things he was going to do was get rid of the arrogant bastard. Send him packing. Later boy wonder. Sure some of the ladies around the office were going to miss him, and maybe a few male suck ups but that was too bad. Also Carl was considering hiring a new secretary, not that Gina wasn't loyal and efficent but she really didn't have much as far as looks went. No he wanted some eye candy, he deserved it.

Distracted he heard his cell bling. Hopefully it was another present from his wife. Diamond loved taking selfies and sending them to him. She was on a shopping spree lately more than usual. Carl was more than happy to help her chose a dress to wear to the event on Saturday. Some where kind of racy or inapropriate and he suggested that since she was going to be the vice presidents wife she should dress more conservetive. Carl promised to take her to places where she could let her hair down and dress sexy.

It wasn't a text from his wife. Instead his insider warned him that Gunner and Steven were acting as thick as thieves, all buddy buddy. This was not good ! Still there was nothing he could do about it. Surely the old man was smarter than to be conned by an upstart cocky braggert.
 
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Thursday evening

Diamond sat at the dining room table sipping a glass of wine. Carl had made a fantastic dinner of surf and turf with baked potatoe and sour creme and chives. Aterward his cleared the table and prepared to do the dishes. Diamond loved the way her hubby performed his duties and doted upon her without complaint. Three
flavored chocolate pie with whipped cream on top was served as dessert. Dinner was absolutely perfect !

Carl stood at the sink rinsing the dishes before pacing them into the dishwasher. He was naked except for his full waist nylon panties as expected. Diamond feeling playful sunk up behind him.

" Oh honey I bought you a surprise today while I was shopping. " she whispered tying a frilly white apron around his waist. It wasn't a male chef version but a transparent feminine kind.

" Do you like it ? It's looks so cute on you baby ! "

Carl nodded knowing better than say any different.

" I thought you needed something sexy to wear while you do your chores. And serve me breakfast in bed. " Diamond teased squeezing his buttocks. " Now hurry up and finish the dishes. I'll be waiting upstairs for you to prepare my bath. "

She licked his ear and giggled, " Oh and tonight you need to shave my legs and apply my lotion. "

After the kitchen was properly cleaned Carl went upstairs to prepare the whirlpool just like his wife liked. The tempature had to be just right...

Diamond removed her jewelry and piled her long hair on top of her head and stripped naked before climbing the marble steps and testing the water with her little toe. With a sigh she submerged into the jets while her hubby waited nearby, ready to wash her back when summoned. Diamond relaxed and closed her eyes feeling like a goddess...

" So tomorrow is the big day honey. I wish I could be there when they make the announcement. You must promise me you will text me as soon as possible. I can't wait to wear my new dress Saturday at the celebration dinner. You so deserve this promotion dear ! " Diamond insisted. " Now come here and be a good boy and wash my back. "
 
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Rick was pretty confident that he had taken care of his boss well enough to be considered the man that Steven would feel comfortable trusting his legacy to. Steven was a hard worker, but he was a man, and one cocksman respected another, particularly one who was so generous in providing outstanding entertainment. However he was not leaving anything to chance. He finished his round at 6:30 with a new client, pleased to have his $5,000 gambling loss forgiven for Trusting his wife's and children's $24 million trust in the capable hands of Gideon Financial. Of course Carl would manage the investments, Rick was the first to admit, nobody was better than Carl, but without Rick, Carl would have had nothing to manage, Rick was the rainmaker, and today he had made it rain, not a bad week, this along with the Lundy investment, Rick had increased the assets under management by almost 5% or $145 million.

Rick smiled and sent a text to Steven:

"Just bagged Gregg Swindell's account, eagled 18 again! I think our friends would like to celebrate, meet us at the Red Baron at 8:00?"​

Rick got an almost immediate confirmation from his boss, and went in and showered and changed into an extra set of clothes he always kept at the club.

Rick was there with Tori and Toni at a dark corner, circular booth at the old English pub. He ordered umbrella drinks for the girls and two large stouts of Gunness for he and Steven, a man's drink.

They hadn't sat long before Rick motioned to the girls who slipped under the table, and soon the men felt their delicate hands on their zippers, shortly followed by their warm wet mouths on their cocks. Rick raised a glass, "Here is to the successful growth of the firm and honoring your legacy!" They clicked glasses and he heard Steven groan, Rick drank his beer confidently, knowing his boss understood which capable hands would ensure the legacy he desired...the older man groaned again and bucked in his seat...oh how he desired!
 
Friday morning [ the big day has arrived ]

Carl barely slept a wink the night before. He knew the position was his, after all he had devoted his entire career to the firm and Steven Anthony. Carl had spent countless hours finalizing deals, making sure all the investments were legal and airtight, exceeding most expectations of the old man and upper management. He didn't care if some of his fellow co -workers called him an ass kisser behind his back, he provided results and was dependable. Carl was determined and loyal both to his wife and his firm. He had proved himself over the years and undoubtably the best man to takeover the position.

Besides the day Carl had married the most gorgeous female on the planet, this was the most important day of his life. Life was about to get alot better !

At nine AM sharp the VIP's filed into the boardroom and took their seats. Name plates were assigned and Carl was surprised to be seated several chairs away from where he should have been if so honored. Instead Rick Ganns was sitting next to Mr. Anthony where he himself should have been sitting.

This was not a good sign. Carl adjusted his tie, suddenly feeling nervous. No one paid any attention to him and he felt invisable. It was if he didn't exist.

The meeting was called to order. The Old Man stood and announced that he was stepping down as everyone knew. He gave a speech, giving a history of the firm that he had oversaw for thirty years, from the feeble beginning until the present, now one of the most successful international investment firms in the country. The longer he spoke the more anxious Carl became, especailly when he started praising Rick Gann and all his achievements recently. Rick this, Rick that, bringing in the largest accounts ever seen in the history of the company before in the last five years. Carl got this sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. His name was not even mentioned after Carl had dedicated his life to this job. It was like he didn't matter or existed. This couldn't be happening !

" And now, after careful consideration, I would like to announce the man who is the most capable and the most deserving to replace me as vice president of Gideon Financail...Richard Gann ! "

Everyone stood up and politely applouded. Except Carl. He was devasted and in shock. He blinked his eyes in total disbelieve ! The twenty or so board members slapped him on the back and lined up to shake his hand and congratulate him. Carl swallowed his pride and left the room , retreating to his office. Once inside he slammed the door and kicked his desk and ripped his phone off the desk, throwing it across the room !

Carl pounded his fist upon his desk, cursing and frustrated to no end. It just wasn't fair, how could they do this to him ? What was he going to tell his wife ? That he had been blindsided and passed over by some arrogant young newcomer. How was he going to face his co workers ? Carl was nothing but a laughingstock now !
 
Diamond stayed in bed a lot later than usual friday. She was growing impatient because she had not heard from her husband about his promotion. To make matters worse Diamond was growing frustrated with her young latina domestic servant, Rosa, who could barely speak english and had not bothered to remove the breakfast tray filled with the dirty dishes despite being summoned several times by the bell which Isabelle kept beside the bed. Even her husband responded immediately when she rang !

Still Diamond shouldn't really complain. She had everything her little heart desired. A devoted husband who was about to make over six figures a year, a six bedroom mansion with a pool, a mercedes and a membership at an exclusive private country club, not to mention a closet full of expensive and designer clothes and shoes. Starting today they would be able to afford to go on exotic vacations anywhere they wanted !

Picking up her I phone Diamond texted her husband. [ hey darling, so how does it feel to be the vice president of a fotune 500 company ? ] Deciding to get out of bed Diamond strolled into her walk in closet wondering what to wear...so many things to chose from !
 
The Meeting After the Meeting

" And now, after careful consideration, I would like to announce the man who is the most capable and the most deserving to replace me as vice president of Gideon Financial...Richard Ganns ! "

Rick saw the looks of shock in some eyes, relief in others, pretty typical. His boss had been very flattering, but Gunner actually felt bad for Carl. Gunner had seduced he old man, but he was not so arrogant to think Carl wasn't imperative to what he wanted to create. Gunner was a rainmaker, but after he made it rain, someone had to farm the fields, and Carl was a fine little farmer.

He took the hearty slaps on the back, the slightly inappropriate kisses of congratulations from some of they young, attractive and aggressively ambitious young women. He watched Carl slink out. At the moment, Angelique was hugging Gunner and telling him how much she was looking forward to working closer together. Rick liked the young brunette very much, and was equally looking forward to her working "under him". Reaching down and cupping her ass in his hand, amused by the smile and cocked brow that induced, he whispered in her ear. "Please go get Carl, and have him come in here, I want to meet with just he and Steven."

He watched and smiled, as she spun, admiring the sway of her young, tight ass as she walked out to do his bidding. Gunner had been in the men's room when Carl had been in on of he stalls and seen a most interesting site...he had convinced Steven to replicate his old fraternity "test of manhood".

By the time Carl came back in, the other folks had headed back to their offices, so it was only Steven, Rick and Carl. As Carl walked in, Rick asked him to shut the door and pull the blinds. He could only imagine what Carl might be thinking, but it was going to be even worse.

Steven sighed, "Carl, Rick here doesn't feel that I gave you the chance to show what you had...so here it goes...Gentlemen, undo your pants and put your cocks on the table..." It was illegal and defied any sense of political correctness, but he wanted Carl to see the type of man he had entrusted his firm to. Rick was quick, unzipping and pulling down boxer briefs to flop his actually, semi hard, beast on the mahogany board table. However, as Steven watched Carl, he couldn't help but start to laugh, "My God man, are you really wearing ladies panties...and...and...is that your entire cock?!"
 
Carl couldn't believe he was actually participating in this high school locker room pissing contest against his better judgement. He knew he couldn't compete in the first place and when he saw the size of his rival's cock the wind went out of his sails. Not only that, it was now common knowledge that Carl wore female undergarments. Carl thought that Rick had seem his secret last week in the men's room. Filled with shame, his face bright red, Carl zipped his trousers up, unable to meet their eyes. He wasn't about to explain the reason why he wore pantys because his wife wanted him too. Today was supposed to be the best day in his career but it had turned into a total disaster. Carl was completely humilated. Things couldn't possibly get any worse than this.

" Congratulations Rick. If anyone deserves to lead this firm in the future it is you. " Carl said, managing to maintain his dignity. Swallowing his pride Carl turned and left the room. He was not much of a drinking man but once back inside his office he pulled the fifth of bourbon he had been saving for this occasion from the drawer of his desk and poured himself a shot. He drank it down, the liquid burning his throat and making his eyes tear.

What am I going to tell my wife ? How am I going to tell her that arrogant cocky asshole was chosen over me ? I should be the vice president, not him.

Carl poured him another shot and drank it. Frustrated Carl picked up his briefcase and left his office deciding to go home early. He had enough for one day and just wanted to go home and be consoled in his loving wife's arms. Surely Diamond would understand that they couldn't go to the celebration party tomorrow, he was not about to show his face around his co workers. It would be much to difficult for him.
 
The scene at home...

The moment Carl walked thru the door she knew something was wrong. Not only was his shoulders slumped and his head bowed as in defeat but there was tears in his eyes and his cheeks looked tear streaked as if he had been cying.

" Honey what's wrong ? " she asked, concerned, she rushed to his side.

Carl shook his head looking bewildered and confused. After a moment of hesitation her husband finally explained, " I ...I ...didn't get the pro...pro...promtion ! "

" What ? " Diamond blurted out, shocked at the news, " Well who did ? "

Carl broke down and started sobbing like a baby. Diamond was somewhat revolted, she had never seen a grown man cry like that expect when her father broke down with grief at the death of his wife and her dear mother. Nevertheless Diamond helped her husband over to the sofa so he could sit down. He put his head down in his hands and continued to cry, his whole body shuddering in sorrow. Diamond patted him on the back wanting to console him, trying to be patient but at the same time she wanted to know what happened today. Why didn't her dedicated and devoted husband get his well earned promotion ? She didn't have long to wait before Carl, between sobs, started to explain that he was passed over in favor of his rival, a person that had only been there a few years but had closed a few big important multi million dollar deals. Finally Carl revealed the guy's name, Rick Ganns. Diamond had heard the name before but had never met the man. She had no idea this person was even a threat or in competition for the position at the firm. Carl went on to bemoan about this Rick Ganns guy, how he was an arrogant asshole and a ass kicker hotshot and just what a creep he was. As Diamond listened her anger grew...how could Steven Anthony chose this other person over her own husband who was a devoted, loyal and committed employee for years and years. Carl had earned the position and promotion through years of hard work and dedication. It just wasn't fair !

Seeing how upset her husband was, and Diamond couldn't blame him one bit, she offered to fix him a nice drink and give him a Valium to help calm him down. She made him comfortable on the couch, fluffing his pillow and covering him with a light blanket. Somehow the subject of the ' celebration party ' came up. Of course Carl didn't want to go but Daimond insisted they attend. Carl had nothing to be ashamed of and it would not look good they had not went out of spite. Besides, Diamond advised Carl that he had to think about his future at the firm...his salary, the retirement 401 k and his investments all needed to be protected. Her husband was in no way prepared to quit his job and throw it all away just because of some asshole.

Diamond got him to agree to go to the event tomorrow before he fell into a relaxed sleep on the couch. She could tell that Carl didn't want to go but in the end Carl would always do anything to please her. Besides Diamond wanted to meet this man who stole her husbands job and his future...
 
Rick actually felt a bit bad about Carl’s embarrassment and the monitor that would forever follow him as “pantyboy”. However, once Carl left, that bit of guilt did not stop either Rick or Stephen from having a long and heartfelt laugh at his expense. The announcement, while a calamitous shock to Carl, was well understood by Rick. As they parted the night before, the aftercum of the twins’ skills still dripping from his cock, Steven had congratulated Rick on his upcoming promotion and how closely they would enjoy working together during the transition.

Rick enjoyed the back clapping, even from employees that were not necessarily a part of his plan. While tomorrow night would be the company gala and Rick looked forward to his introduction to the spotlight, tonight would be a blowout. He had reserved the penthouse floor and pool of the luxury condo building he resided at, and by midnight the booze and designer drugs had rendered clothes optional, and turned the party into an orgy worthy of Caligula. Steven had the night of his life, and at 3 AM as he left with two women who by the following night he would not remember their names, he was convinced more than ever he had made the right choice.

Rick was used to this lifestyle more than most, a good run and a nice steamer had him in good shape by early afternoon. He had his new red Ferrari 488 Spider delivered at 2:30 PM. Dressed in his custom made dark blue suit, Italian loafers and custom white, pinpont shirt and pocket square, dark designer tie, Rick looked and felt like a million bucks. His spray tan was perfect, even his large cock and heavy ball sack were covered. He arrived alone, although he made sure talent was plentiful. He was attracted to several women at the office who he might be interested in, or perhaps the wife of, now his, employees. He had even heard rumors regarding Carl’s wife, but that was too far fetched to believe.

Entering the ball room, he saw Steven by the bar motioning him over...and so became the start of his new, exulted position in the company.
 
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Saturday { the day of reckoning }

Carl slept late that morning, the first time not rising early on his day off to make breakfast for his wife. Surprisingly Daimond let him probably knowing how depressed and despondant he really was. The last thing Carl wanted was to go to the celebration event today but his wife insisted and he knew it would not look good for his future at the firm if he didn't go. Asses must be kissed and the 'Gunner' was the best. Rick sucked up to the Old Man and they were like two of a kind, it seemed, according to rumors they both liked to frolic and consort with young gorgeous model types. Maybe it was fine for Rick to do since he was single but Steven Anthony was a married man. Carl would never introduce Steven to any available ladies, even if he knew any. The Gunner had no morals and was a slimeball.

Finally Carl climbed out of bed. He really had no choice but to go but he didn't plan to stay very long. In and out, pay his respects even if it meant swallowing his pride. Fifteen minutes tops, a half hour at the most. Showered and shaved Carl went down to the kitchen to make some waffles for breakfast. Diamond liked hers smothered in butter and topped with powered sugar. He was so lucky he was married to a woman like her.
 
Diamond Renee' Anderson

Diamond was drop dead gorgeous. When she entered a room all eyes both male and female turned in her direction. Some may consider her to be a blonde bimbo but nothing was further than the truth. Diamond was a classy lady, if not a total female in every way imaginable. Others labeled her a trophy wife although it was exactly the opposite, she was in control of every aspect of the marriage. Her husband simply adored her and treated her as a goddess. Today Diamond was dressed to kill, the expensive dress she wore made her look like a fashion model, it hugged her every curve and she looked simply sinsational. Only her loyal husband knew what his beautiful wife was wearing underneath her tight dress because he had helped dress her. Carl had shaved and applied lotion to his wife's shapely legs before assisting her to slip into her fine silk stockings and attaching them to the garters. Diamond posed while her hubby made sure the seams were straight and looked perfect and stepped into her five inch heels.

Carl opened the door of their Merecedes, getting a glimpse of heaven as Diamond got inside and sat down. They drove in silence, Diamond touching up her make up and teasing her hair in a mirror. She looked stunning and felt sensational. They valet parked and got on the elevator. Once inside Diamond straightened Carl's tie and smoothed his hair back as they ascended. The bell dinged and they both exited the elevator with their heads held high. The couple headed for the bar and Carl seated his beautiful wife first. Diamond sat down and crossed her legs, scanning the crowd...
 
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Rick was joking with Steven who was curious if Rick had made arrangements for their to be any talent available for Steven to potentially sneak away to one of the suites available at the club for members who were in from out of state. The Country Club was one of the most distinguished clubs in the Northeast and had held several major championships. It was only with Steven's pull that either Rick or Carl had been given the exclusive invitation to join. However, it was only Rick who took full advantage now reigning as the two time club champion.

"Indeed I have, see the twins over there?" He pointed in their direction to see the sexily clad blondes. "If you need to, I will occupy your wife of make sure her dance card is full with some of the young Associates. I thought you might enjoy both this evening, as I told them I would likely be busy." It was at that moment that Carl and a woman Rick could only describe as sinfully delicious walked into the room. Rick' was not the only head to turn and he could feel his natural instinct to turn on the charm as he barely noticed Carl, adoringly by her side.

They sat down and Rick walked over, his skin tan, his hair perfectly coiffed, his teeth perfect and pearly white, his suit clinging perfectly to his broad shoulders and muscular frame, a devilish smile on his face. "Carl, so good to see my most important colleague, but why did you bring our beautiful daughter to such an event, even though her beauty enhances the entire room!"

Rick reached his hand out to hers, and taking it, he leaned down and politely kissed the back, "I am Rick Ganns, and beautiful lady, who might you be?" He looked up and let his deep blue eyes stare into hers...almost forgetting Carl was even there!
 
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