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Rules 18 - Businessmen
🕑 Added 2024-04-17 16:46:19 +0000 UTCJeremy watched Sage converse with the businessmen as if she'd known them for ages. With a gentle laugh, she put them at ease. When she placed her hand gently on their shoulders, she enraptured them. Even without hearing their words, Jeremy could tell Sage was winning them over. Then, with a final wave, Sage turned from the group and made her way back over to Jeremy.
“So?” He asked.
“Well, two of them are in," Sage said.
“Only two?”
“You sound so disappointed,” Sage said. Both she and Jeremy laughed, providing a much-needed release of tension.
“I guess things don’t quite work out like they do in porn videos, huh?”
“You can’t blame them, how often does a random couple ask your entire friend group to an orgy in a public bathroom? Besides, one is married."
"What about the other guy? Why did he bail?" Jeremy asked.
"So get this, he was actually the one who was going to talk to me, but as soon as I asked them to join us for some fun, he got weird and defensive."
Jeremy shook his head. "What? Why?"
"He's apparently not into ‘Only Fans’ things,” Sage said. Jeremy raised an eyebrow.
“Did… did you tell him it was an Only Fans thing?”
Sage laughed. “No, not at all. I actually assured him it wasn’t an Only Fans thing. But according to him, that is the only way ‘someone as hot as me’ would do something like this.”
“Wow. It’s kind of amazing how often people will put up their own roadblocks, isn’t it?” Jeremy said, looking back at the group with a newfound interest.
“Indeed. Oh, looks like you've got their attention. They’re coming over now.” Sage waved to the group as they walked over to their table.
The group was less than spectacular, to say the least. Middle-aged, overweight, and balding were the kindest descriptions Jeremy could use. That being said, one in particular stood out amongst his peers. An incredibly fat, sweaty man who barely fit into his oversized suit. His giant stomach pressed against his belt buckle, creating enough tension that it looked as though it would pop at any moment. He gave Jeremy a quick nod before looking at Sage with a gaping mouth.
That's when it hit Jeremy. These men. These unremarkable, unattractive, boring businessmen, were about to fuck his wife. No, not just fuck her. They were about to ravage her in a public bathroom. Somehow, he and Sage had gone from fooling around with their neighbor to soliciting strangers at a restaurant, and the prospect was intoxicating. Jeremy felt his cock push against his pants, he quickly shifted his posture and took a deep breath to try and calm himself down.
“Jeremy, this is George,” Sage said, pointing to the fat man next to her, "And this is Tim." She then pointed to a thin man standing directly next to George. The size difference between the two was almost comical. Tim's head was decorated with a patch of grey hair and thick-framed glasses. Mixed with his slouched posture, Jeremy could have mistaken Tim for a caricature of a shut-in computer scientist.
“N-nice to meet you,” Tim said, offering Jeremy his hand.
“Likewise,” Jeremy replied, taking Tim's hand with a polite smile.
“You said you two were in finance, correct?” Sage asked.
“That’s right,” George replied. He took a step towards Jeremy and offered his hand as well. “So you’re the lucky husband who gets to have her every day, huh?”
“That would be me.” Jeremy took George's sweaty hand, immediately grimacing as the man's body odor wafted into his nostrils.
"Got to admit… I'm a bit jealous." George spoke quickly and promptly giggled like a child. Jeremy did what he could to keep a straight face, he glanced over at Sage who appeared to be on the verge of laughter herself. She then stepped forward and put her hand on George's shoulder.
"Now now George. No need to get jealous. After all, you're about to have me as much as you'd like. While Jeremy sits and watches no less," Sage said. " George's cheeks turned crimson as he shot Sage a look filled with child-like embarrassment.
"Well, when you put it that way..." He promptly walked over to Sage, close enough that his arm rubbed against her thigh. She gave George a knowing glance, and when she did not correct him, George moved even closer. Sage then turned her attention to the rest of the group.
“And… for the two sitting this one out, we have Mike. Who is married, and made it clear he will not be participating."
Jeremy gave him a nod. "Good man, Mike."
Mike, in response, let out an uncomfortable laugh.
"You know how it is..." Mike was the oldest of the group, with a silvering buzz cut one could find at any ten-dollar barber.
"Fun is fleeting, but love is forever Mike," Sage said assuringly. She then turned her eyes to the last remaining businessman. "And that just leaves Linus. Who believes this entire ordeal is a setup for a porn shoot."
“I’m just waiting until you finally make mention of the cameras,” Linus said. He was a bald man of average build. The only thing noticeable about him was his remarkably small stature.
"I have to ask, what makes you think this is a porn shoot?" Jeremy asked. Linus looked Jeremy up and down before scoffing and shaking his head.
“Because I wasn't born yesterday. There is no way in hell any sane man would let his wife fuck four random guys in a bathroom on a weekday."
“Some men are a bit more… open mind Linus,” Sage countered. Mike let out a slow nod.
“It’s a very different world these days, Linus. Honestly, it's starting to remind me of the 70s a bit,” Mike said with a laugh.
“Yeah yeah… believe what you want. But I for one am not ending up with my face plastered on the internet,” Linus said. Sage looked at the group for a moment, then to Jeremy.
Her eyes sought his permission. Sage had just presented him with their fantasy, now she needed to know he wanted this. Jeremy could feel the blood rushing to his head, knowing full well that if he allowed it, two men were about to fuck his wife like a toy. He smiled and gave a slight nod. Sage smiled and bit her lip before continuing.
“Well, Linus is allowed to have his suspicions, but I am assuming the two of you are still interested?" Sage asked.
"Oh, I'm definitely still interested." George's voice was high-pitched. Teeming with a level of eagerness that Jeremy found nearly unbearable. He watched as George's arm wrapped around Sage's waist, and when she didn't fight it, he pulled her close before looking at Tim. "What about you man, we doing this?"
"Y-yeah," Tim said softly. "I'm definitely interested."
"Excellent," Sage said. "Before we get too far into things, let me lay down the rules, first. This is a very impromptu and casual event, it’s meant to be fun, and you are more than welcome to fully enjoy yourselves with me. But that doesn't mean there aren't rules. First, there will be no punching or hitting of any kind. Are we clear?" Both George and Tim nodded somberly.
"W-what about light choking?" George asked, his fat fingers now digging into Sage's thigh. She looked up at him.
"You want to choke me, George?"
"O-only lightly. I wouldn't hurt you or anything."
"You want to choke me while you fuck me, George?" Sage's words spurred George on, Jeremy could see the bulge forming in his pants as he looked at Sage with his mouth wide open. His fingers crawled up her leg.
"Oh... you bet I do. I want you underneath me when I do it."
"And if I say stop, will you stop?" Sage asked gently.
“Lord almighty," Mike interjected, "If only you’d shown up eight years ago.” He appeared to be talking to himself more than anyone. George paid him no attention.
"I will definitely stop," George replied. Jeremy watched his fat arms wrap around Sage's waist. He was completely under her spell. Completely uncaring of the eyes beginning to glance their way. Sage, equally, didn't seem to care about the scene he was making. She embraced this fat, smelly, sweating man as if he were the most attractive specimen she'd ever met.
"You really want to fuck me, don't you George?" She asked.
"Oh… you have no idea." George wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled her into his fat gut. While he might have been overweight, Jeremy could tell George was having no trouble moving Sage with minimal effort.
"You've never fucked someone as beautiful as me, have you?" Sage asked.
"Oh man, this has got to be a dream... can I kiss you right now?" George asked.
"Don't you think I should continue explaining the rules first?" Sage asked. George's grip around her waist loosened. He let out another giggle.
"R-right, yeah, the rules, go for it." George let Sage free.
"The second, and most important rule," Sage continued. "Except for my husband, there is absolutely no phone recording allowed.”
Linus scoffed.
“You see?! I told you! The only guy recording is her ‘husband.’ Fucking convenient. I’m telling you, you’re all about to be working for free,” Linus said. Sage looked at Linus for a moment. He glared back.
"What?"
“It's just interesting. Obviously, you really want to fuck me. But you're too afraid to do it, so you want to make sure no one else gets to have me...” Sage grabbed one of George's arms and wrapped it back around her waist. "You want this to be you, don't you?" Linus’ body immediately tensed.
“What the fuck are you talking about? Do I look like I want to fuck you?”
“Yes, you do. But I understand, it’s all so much, and so new. Not everyone has the courage for something like this. But let’s not spoil it for your friends though, alright?”
“Whatever,” Linus slumped into a chair and waved his hand.
“Uh… Sage,” George said. Sage looked up at him with an innocent expression.
“Yes, George?”
“So… are you saying we can like… besides the no-hitting thing… we can do anything we want to you?” George asked. Sage pushed herself against his bulging stomach. Her breasts lifted out of her summer dress as her hand slid down George's large chest.
“I want you to use me however you want. I’ll do anything you ask,” Sage replied. George looked Sage up and down hungrily, before promptly shoving his tongue down her throat. He didn't ask, he didn't hesitate. It surprised Jeremy as much as George's friends, who now watched completely dumbstruck.
Sage had turned him into an animal. George's hands kneaded Sage's ass without restraint. He then wrapped his arms around her lower back and pulled her in with so much force it looked like he might crush her. But Sage didn't fight him, she simply let out a slight gasp. Then a moan, before continuing to let George have his way. A waft of Geroge's stink hit Jeremy's nose, he saw the sweat pits forming underneath his arms and a greasy sheen forming on his forehead. To see a man this disgusting ravage someone as beautiful as Sage was unthinkable.
But what was more confusing was how Sage managed to maintain even the slightest sense of interest and enthusiasm for someone as disgusting as George.
“Jesus H-Christ!” Mike said, taking a step back and shaking his head. “Lord help me… this is really happening. I’m sorry guys I’m gonna have to bail before I do something stupid. I shouldn’t have even stayed around this long. Y’all have fun and let me know about it tomorrow though, alright. Oh and uh… miss.”
Sage didn't respond at first, she couldn't respond. George's tongue was still rammed down her throat. Had she not forcefully pushed him away, George would likely have tried fucking her where they stood. But, after a few gentle pushes, Sage managed to calm George down and take a step back before turning to Mike.
“Sorry about that, what is it, Mike?” She asked.
“R-right. Well, you know wouldn't ever imagine participating in something like this."
"Of course, Mike."
"But… you know… exploring it in other ways wouldn't be so bad..."
Sage smirked. "In other ways?"
"Lord... How do I say this? I know you said there weren't an Only Fans or nothing but uh… if there were an Only Fans…”
“There isn’t,” Sage replied gently.
“Yes yes I know, but if there were… you can go ahead and send me the info at this number,” Mike handed Sage a business card.
"Right... but just to be clear. There isn't," Sage replied.
"There really isn't," Jeremy added. Mike nodded and raised his hands.
"I know, I know. I'm just saying if there was... well... you got yourself your first customer. That's all." He then turned to the other businessmen, gave them a nod, and walked off.
Sage and Jeremy looked at each other, then shrugged and returned to the remaining businessmen. Before George could collapse onto Sage, she raised her hand.
"Ah ah George, settle down, no need to get the show started just yet."
"R-right, sorry," George said bashfully. Linus let out a laugh.
"You folded real fucking quick George."
George's face went red. Sweat dripped down his forehead amply now. All he could muster in response was a brief shrug. Sage gave them both a devilish smile before continuing.
“Well, that's pretty much it gentlemen. The setup is simple. You can have your fun with me as long as you'd like, and Jeremy will be a good little husband and sit in the corner. But don't forget, whatever he or I say goes. Got it?” Sage spoke with smooth confidence, all the while basking in the attention that she received.
“Absolutely," Tim said softly. "A-and I think I speak for all of us in saying… this is new. So I hope you don’t mind if we’re a little nervous.”
"Oh, don't worry about it. That is completely normal," Sage stepped over to Tim and rubbed his arm gently. "Plus, I know more than a few tricks that will help you relax and get you... ready for action, ok?"
"R-right."
“You’re going to end up on the internet,” Linus interjected.
"I'm honestly surprised you're still here," Sage said, turning to meet his gaze. As Linus opened his mouth, Jeremy quickly interjected.
“Look, Linus. I can assure you, you're not going to end up on the Internet. I understand this is very different, but we're just a couple looking to have some fun. You’re welcome to participate if you want to, but you absolutely do not have to.” Jeremy turned to the rest of the group. "That goes for all of you. We're not trying to sweet-talk you into anything. This isn't some trick. If you're not feeling it, it's totally understandable if you want to walk away."
“W-well I'm not worried about any of that,” Tim said, eyeing Sage hungrily. “Filming or not, I'm definitely going to do this.”
George nodded in agreement. “Absolutely. We got the rules down already, I'm not passing up this opportunity."
Sage looked to Linus. "So… are you really going to sit this one out?" Her voice was like velvet, Linus was red from ear to ear.
"Fuck… I can't believe this."
"I know you want to fuck me Linus. This is a one-time opportunity. Do you really want to miss it?"
"Jesus! Just give me a second," Linus said. He scrunched into his seat and went silent for a moment. "Alright, what if… could I just watch?"
Sage smiled, "Of course. You and Jeremy can be our audience. And if you change your mind, you can step in at any time."
"So this is it, is this actually happening?" George asked.
"This is definitely happening," Sage replied.
"Fuck yes," George immediately wrapped his arm around Sage, lifting her off the ground as his fat fingers dug into her ass instinctively. "Oh my fucking god… you feel so good."
"Easy George!" Sage said playfully.
"Yeah, for real, we're still out in public, don't go ruining this for us," Tim said.
"Fine! But I want to get started now, no more talking. Where are we doing this?" George asked.
"The private bathroom, inside the restaurant," Jeremy answered.
"How the hell are we all going to get into that bathroom without someone noticing?"
Sage looked at Jeremy, "Very good question, Jeremy?"
"Don't worry, I'll think of something."
Comments
Darrow
Sage and Jeremy have quite a nuanced relationship. It's interesting to watch. It's also fascinating to watch Sage's adventurous approach to sex, her perpetual struggle for control, the way she gets off on literally messing with everyone's heads.
lee
nice slow burner but is there any more to part 18?
