His Best Friend's Wife (Blackmail Bondage)
Ben has always been a little bit jealous of his best friend and his stories about the kinky things he does with his wife Amy. When Ben discovers pictures of Amy getting hot and heavy with her boss on a company business trip, he lets Amy know there's only one way off the hook - to let him put some of Ben's stories to the test and spend a night fulfilling his fantasies? More
Ben has always been a little bit jealous of his best friend and his stories about the kinky things he does with his wife Amy. When Ben discovers pictures of Amy getting hot and heavy with her boss on a company business trip, he lets Amy know there's only one way off the hook - to let him put some of Ben's stories to the test and spend a night fulfilling his fantasy of handcuffing her and having her in her company's boardroom. Warning: This 5000 word story contains oral sex, anal sex, spanking, handcuffs, and the hottest blackmail cuckolding you'll ever read. For Adults Only!
“What are you going to do?” she asked.
“Well,” I said, drawing the word out as if I hadn’t thought about it until now, “that really depends on you.”
She stiffened. “What does that mean?”
I grinned wider. “Amy, your husband and I are very good friends. We go way back. And when we go out together and get drunk like good old friends do, he likes to tell me all sorts of stories about you. How one of the main reasons he married you was because you were the kinkiest woman he’d ever met. How you fucked better than a pornstar, you were always wet and ready for him, you did things for him he’d never done with any girl. He loves to tell those stories, Amy – I think deep down he likes making me jealous. And you know something?” I stepped forward and ran a finger down her cheek, ”He’s right. I am jealous. So very jealous.”
She stepped backwards, her back pressed against the wall. Realization flooded her, bringing a burn of shame to her cheeks. “You are a sick bastard.”
“Here’s the deal, Amy,” I said. “There’s a way out. I’ll destroy these photos – and the copies – and swear to never breathe a word of this to Fred. We can forget this ever happened. You’ll be completely off the hook.” I took the envelope and stuffed it back into my jacket. “All I want is what Fred’s been bragging about all these years. I want to be able to think to myself, whenever he tells me all about the dirty little slut he has waiting for him at home, that I already know firsthand what she can do. That for one night, I dominated his wife, had her in any way I wanted. That I’m part of the exclusive club of men who’ve tied you up and fucked you senseless on a boardroom table, a club he sadly isn’t a member of.” Amy’s face had gone white and panic flared behind her eyes. “Deal?”