by Boswell, Ben
"No, damn it, Roger. I said no!"
I braced myself for the coming assault, some vicious mixture of physical intimidation and verbal abuse. But it never came.
Instead, Roger let out a loud, rolling belly laugh. I looked up to see him nearly doubled over with mirth. I looked over at Julie and she had her arms raised in triumph.
"Finally," she groaned.
Roger got himself back under control. "Well, it seems like you do have a spine somewhere in there."
She laughed. “It’s a Christmas miracle!”
I looked at him and then her perplexed. "What?"
"I can't believe you let me fuck your wife in the ass. How could you let it go that far?"
I must have still had a clueless look on my face because he continued his explanation: "On the dance floor, Jules was bitching that you never stand up to me. I tried to convince her she was wrong, so I told her, 'watch him come out here and pull me off you.' I figured when I first grabbed her ass, you'd be all over me. But you stood there like a big dummy, so we decided to teach you a lesson.
"Lifting up her dress. Putting my hands inside her panties. Jesus, Jack, what were you thinking?"
I had no answer.
"We figured you might not have realized I was finger fucking her on the dance floor, so we made it unambiguous in the car. And still, nothing."
I suddenly felt almost sick. "Oh God," I muttered. I turned to Julie, "I'm so sorry, can you forgive me?"
She chuckled softly. "Don't apologize to me. Roger may be crazy, but he's a heck of a fuck. I'll repeat this lesson as many times as needed to get it through your thick skull."
I was speechless, trying to process all of it.
After a few moments, Roger leaned over to Julie and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Looks like we tore out a few pages from that book of things you won’t do with me.”
She grinned back. “I’m not sure there are any pages left.”
He chuckled. “We just scratched the surface tonight.”
He let that hang in the silence for a few moments. Then he yawned, stood, and started walking to his bedroom. Without looking back, he bid us farewell, "lock up when you leave."
EIGHT
The cab ride back to the nightclub parking to pick up our car passed in silence. Once in our own vehicle, though, I was finally able to speak.
“That was a shitty thing to do,” I grumbled.
My voice was tight with anger and disappointment.
“It was,” she agreed. “You should have stopped it sooner.”
“I meant you,” I snapped.
“I know what you meant,” she replied. “And I suspect most people would agree with you. But truth is, I saved your soul. And you know it.”
“Oh, is that right? If I remember correctly, Gretchen pleads with God to save Faust, she doesn’t fuck the Devil.”
“Yeah, Doctor, but that’s only after she murders her baby, gets her brother killed, and gets sent to prison. My way short-circuits all of that.”
I grumbled.
“What was that, Doc?” she asked.
“How could you do that?”
“How could you just watch?”
“You’re blaming the victim.”
She laughed ruefully. “Only because you found it harder to confront your boss than to watch your wife with another man. Think about it.”
I grumbled again.
“You should have that looked at,” she teased.
“So, you expect me to believe this was just, what, a lesson that got out of hand? You don’t have the hots for Roger?”
“Now that is an interesting question.”
“How about an interesting answer?”
“Hmmm. Well, let’s see…. He is handsome. And he does have that bad boy vibe that is, honestly, sort of sexy.”
“So you have thought of him before,” I said.
“This isn’t the first time he’s made a pass at me.”
“When?” I risked a glance over at her.
She rolled her eyes. “Really, Jack?”
I knew what she meant. He was an irrepressible flirt.
“He was just playing around. He… he likes to push people’s buttons.”
She laughed. “My butt is still throbbing from the pounding he gave me, and you’re already making excuses for him again.”
“Am not.”
“Oh, Jack, you really will never learn, will you?”
I grumbled to myself.
***
Back in the office the following Monday, I sought Roger out immediately. I closed his office door behind me and confronted him.
“We need to talk.”
“You know the rules. What happens at the Christmas party stays at the Christmas party.”
“What about what happens back at your place?”
He grinned. “It was a special night.”
“For you.”
“And Julie.” He shrugged. “We had fun. You learned a lesson, and we didn’t even have to summon the Ghost of Christmas Future.”
“And what lesson was that? That you’re a manipulative asshole?”
He bristled slightly, but quickly recovered his equanimity. “I deserve that,” he admitted. “But it was for your own good. And mine.”
“Oh, and what did you get out of it other than screwing my wife?”
“Don’t sell that short. She’s… an amazing woman. I’ve wanted to wreck that for years.”
I fumed silently.
He continued, “But, more importantly, I get to stay out of jail.”
“Huh?”
“You can’t enjoy life from behind bars. And I… I don’t have a governor. You know that. That’s why I need you to be honest with me. Keep me just this side of the line.”
“You don’t like being told no.”
“Which is why I wanted to reinforce your backbone.”
“You’re insane.”
He laughed. “Maybe. But we’re a good team, you and me. I’m the Id. You’re the Ego. We need each other.”
“I’m not sure I can continue to work with you.”
He nodded. “I’d be sad to lose you.”
“You don’t do sad,” I noted. “It would require too much self-awareness.”
He shrugged, but didn’t reply. And after a moment I realized I was done as well. I turned and walked toward the door.
“Oh, and Jack?” he called.
I stopped. “Yes?”
“Now that I’ve cracked open her backdoor, take advantage of it. You know what I’m saying?”
He was deranged.
“Fuck you Roger. And stay the fuck away from my wife.”
“Sure thing, Jack. And hey, I just sent over a new deal book for you to review. Let me know what you think.”
I opened the door and exited, slamming it behind me. A small, stupid victory, but it felt good.
I walked slowly to my office. My original plan had been to tell Roger to fuck off and storm out. But now I was no longer so sure.
He was deranged, which meant, in a weird way, that he did need me. I realized I was stopped in front of my office. I peered inside. There on my desk was the deal book. How many ethically suspect, legally dubious provisions had he included this time? It was tempting to walk away. Let the fucker end up in prison. And yet…
***
“I thought you were only going in for a few minutes,” Julie said when I returned home.
It was past five and already dark.
“I needed to look over a deal.”
She gave me a knowing smirk. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to quit that man.”
I poured myself a glass of Cabernet and sat at the kitchen table as Julie busied herself with dinner. God, she was a sexy thing, even dressed casually in tight jeans and a sweater.
“He says he needs me.”
“He does. But do you need him?”
I hesitated. I thought of his manic energy. And of our swelling bank account. Working with him was fun and
profitable. And scary.
I also thought of him with my wife. Fingering her in the backseat of his luxury sedan. How she’d eagerly sucked his prick and later swallowed his come. The confident way he’d fucked her. And how sexy she’d looked, on her back, legs pulled up, as he firmly pressed his big cock into her tight, virgin ass.
If I could stand up to Roger, I could surely find the courage to ask my wife for what I really wanted for Christmas.
I rose quietly and approached my wife. She was stirring a pot and didn’t notice me until I was right behind her. She startled.
“Jack?”
“I think you still owe me.”
“Yeah?”
“I know what I want for Christmas,” I said.
“I gave you enlightenment. What else could you want?”
I angled my hand down the back of her jeans, inside her panties. My finger wedged between her butt cheeks. She squirmed, but not enough to stop me. I explored deeper, until my fingertip found the sensitive skin of her anus. She stiffened.
“Jack?” she asked apprehensively.
“Yes, Julie?”
“That was like a weird situation, you know?”
“Yup.” I pressed my finger into her tight little ass.
She gasped. “I don’t know about this.”
I laughed. “I do. Now, I do.”
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I am your typical family man with a wife and kids and an overactive imagination. I am a longtime reader and author of erotic fiction. I write in genres that I find exciting and arousing. Most of my stories are in the naughty wife, wife-watching genre, though occasionally I venture into other subject matter.
Reader feedback is what keeps me going. Please feel free to contact me at [email protected] or visit my blog at www.benboswell.com. You can follow me on Twitter @BenBoswellAut.
I have written several other pieces of longer-form fictions.
Two Sides of Terri
Bill has just about the perfect life. Good paying job. Lovely home. Perfect children. And most of all, he has his wife Terri--smart, funny, great with the kids. Thing is, she's a good girl trapped in a bad girl's body. Blonde, busty, and devastatingly beautiful, she makes him want to do dirty things--things you don't admit to wanting from the girl-next-door.
Or so he thought.
It starts with a revelation about Chucky, a past boyfriend, and everything he thought he knew about his sweet wife unravels. He becomes obsessed with learning more about this other side of Terri--and everything he learns points back to Chucky, a man she couldn't say no to. Does he dare invite her past back into their present? And if he did, would she now be able to say no?
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Two-Sides-Terri-Ben-Boswell-ebook/dp/B00HSCMZTW
Whatever it Takes
Daniel and Kris are as white bread as they come. Together since junior high, they have two kids, a house in the suburbs, and no excitements in their lives. Things change when Kris' little sister Jessi moves in. Jessi is everything Kris isn't, reckless, promiscuous, and mixed up with very bad people. As their two orbits intersect, Daniel and Kris get dragged into Jessi's world of drug dealers, strip clubs, and prostitution. Can they survive the dangers? And even if they do, will their marriage?
Fueled by their love for each other, and drawing on a strength and resourcefulness they never realized they had, Daniel and Kris are desperate to recover their old lives. To do so, they will do whatever it takes!
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Whatever-It-Takes-Ben-Boswell-ebook/dp/B00KABTO42
Honeymoon Hazards
After being together for seven years, John and Claire marry and jet off to beautiful Hawaii for their honeymoon. It is a paradise of hard bodies in tiny bikinis, mixed drinks consumed in the hot sun, and a resort built for private encounters.
But when John is struck down with a stomach flu, he can do nothing but sit on his balcony and watch others have fun. Discovering his inner voyeur, he finds that spying on a resort full of sexy and adventurous guests is an enjoyable distraction.
That is, until he spots his new bride flirting with an oh-so-handsome stranger by the pool. Things really heat up when Claire disappears from view, and he can't find the stranger, either. As John’s imagination runs wild, the line between fantasy and lust blurs until he can no longer tell where his worst fears end and his fondest desires begin.
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Honeymoon-Hazards-Ben-Boswell-ebook/dp/B00N84NIRM
The Surrogate Master
Would you trust a stranger you met online to repair your marriage? Would you be comfortable with him knowing your wife’s most intimate secrets? Would you let him come into your home, your bedroom?
When his wife Rachel returns to work after being a stay-at-home mom for five years, Max knows they will have to make some adjustments. What he hasn’t counted on is Rachel’s new boss. Handsome, aggressive, and domineering, he awakens long dormant desires within Rachel.
As Max watches, helpless, the transformation in his wife, he has to deal with his own insecurities and fears. As their marriage faces its ultimate challenge, both Rachel and Max have to confront their pasts, their fears, and their fantasies… but they aren’t alone.
They meet a stranger online, a man who has an uncanny ability to see both Max and Rachel for who they really are. But what is his game? Is he just an unconventional marriage therapist? Or does he represent an even greater danger than they can even imagine?
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Surrogate-Master-Ben-Boswell-ebook/dp/B00P3FDIE2
Dark Tide: An Interracial Adventure on the High Seas
Jeremy should be focused on enjoying a luxury cruise with his beautiful, blond wife Jennifer. But all he can think about is her with Captain Reg Wallace. Reg is built like an NFL wide receiver, and very, very black. Jeremy can't shake the image of this powerful, black man between his wife's creamy, white thighs.
With everything going right in his life, is Jeremy willing to risk it all to indulge his fantasy of seeing his wife with a gorgeous black man? And how will he react when he finds she is all too willing to make his fantasy come true?
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Tide-Interracial-Adventure-High-ebook/dp/B00U8AV05Q/
Seven Dates: A Different Kind of Hotwife
Seven new experiences. Seven new lovers. Seven lines crossed.
Everyone has a limit. Joanie Graham has reached hers. Her husband Kellen is so focused on his career that she's little more than an afterthought to him. A nasty fight has them both saying things they regret. And yet, some things cannot be unsaid.
As Joanie's anger pushes her into a reckless scheme to punish her husband, Kellen tries desperately to right both his career and his marriage. Both tasks will test his creativity, patience, and ethics.
Seven Dates is an emotional thriller, a dark tale of a marriage on the rocks. Can revenge, deceit, and manipulation become the foundation for understanding and reconciliation?
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Seven-Dates-Different-Kind-Hotwife-ebook/dp/B00XB37OS4/
Annual Leave
Happily married, with three kids under six, a dog, and a house in the suburbs, Heather has all the trappings of a conventional soccer mom. She's also slowly losing her mind. Her husband convinces her to take a "momcation," three days at a sunny resort with nothing to do but sleep late, sip margaritas, and get work on her tan.
It's a great plan, but it doesn't take into account Damon. Handsome, funny, and sarcastic he has an uncanny ability to get under Heather's skin, an ability that turns into the basis for an unlikely friendship and, maybe, just maybe, a whole lot more.
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Annual-Leave-Ben-Boswell-ebook/dp/B017Y48OH0/
Short Stories
There are a number of short stories that I’ve written over the years that I am particularly fond of. I am in the process of editing and preparing them for publica
tion. The first four are out.
Cuckolding Shorts
Volume 1: The Cottage
Rich has always had fond memories of his parents' old lake cottage. When they decide to sell it, he invites some old friends to join him and his wife Becky for a weekend of beer and nostalgia. But Rich's plans are upset by the presence of Robby, who is boorish, aggressive, and makes no secret of his lust for Becky.
When Robby badgers Rich into a foolish bet, he learns that his wife is willing to go to any lengths to make sure he pays his debts.
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Cottage-Cuckolding-Shorts-Book-ebook/dp/B00NY1CQAE
Volume 2: Déjà Vu
Bill and Jessie are celebrating their tenth anniversary when they run into Bill's college roommate. Chad is so handsome and charming that Jessie knows she needs to have him. Saying no should be easy for Bill, but he and Chad have a long and twisted past and this is not the first time Bill has had to deal with Chad's intoxicating effect on even the most sober-minded of women.
Available at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Deja-Vu-Cuckolding-Shorts-Book-ebook/dp/B00QE2B1ZG
Volume 3: Last Fling
Married couple Dave and Leslie have decided it's time to have kids. They know it is a life changing decision. No more sleeping in late, no more spontaneous hiking trips, no cozy vacations alone. And worst of all, no more day long sessions in bed, naked, making love and eating take out. So to bid farewell to their old life they decide on a "last fling" in Las Vegas.
