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There was a period of adjustment but within two weeks Sharon was loving her new role in the family. She became free use for me, her daughter Hannah (who I still thought of as my daughter, despite recently learning her true parentage), and Hannah’s girlfriend Shanice. I knew it couldn’t hold. She was the family breadwinner and would have to go to work sometime, and she was regularly fucking 20 people at her office. As she had been a subservient pet for weeks now I had come to the place in my heart where I had forgiven her the cheating. I was even at the point where I WANTED her to be with other men. But it couldn’t go back to the way it was before. Something about had to change.

Sean Foley came to the house after Sharon had been out of work for a whole month. None of us wore clothes in the house anymore so he seemed surprised when I answered the door naked. Almost intimidated which was odd since I knew his dick was bigger than mine.

“Um, hey Scott, is Shar around?”

I grabbed a bell from the counter and rang it. Sharon came running, nude except for a shock collar we made her wear. She sat at my feet. Sean seemed unsure of how to approach this.

“Um, hey Shar. I was wondering-“

“Anything you have to ask me you should ask Daddy,” my well-trained wife responded. Sean was shocked. He’d been used to her calling him Daddy during their multi-decade affair and he had been supplanted by the man he’d made into a cuckold.

“Ok... Scott, we need Sharon back at the office. I know there’s probably a lot of bad blood between us now-“ he got momentarily distracted as Sharon began stroking my cock and licking my balls. “But look, we need Sharon for the company to run. Her business sense, her programming expertise and... look I’m sorry man but her pussy too. Without her spreading her legs management is completely demoralized. And we have an investors’ meeting coming up soon... if they don’t get Sharon’s ass they could pull the funding and all this,” he gestured at the mansion Sharon’s eight-figure income afforded us, “could go away.”

I think about things for a minute. “I have conditions.”

“You cannot fuck my wife. I’m sorry, I know that would make us even, but I just can’t do it.” Sean put his foot down, blissfully unaware that I had already fucked Lola and was fully intending to do so again. “You can have Brigit. The intern. I know you like her. She’s yours. Exclusively if you want.”

I did want to fuck Brigit, but the way Brigit looked at me at the party I didn’t think I needed Sean’s help or permission to get it done.

“Agreed, I get Brigit and you don’t. But I need more Sean.”

“What do you want, Scott?”

“Well that’s where I gets tricky. I kind of want you to suck my dick.”

“Scott, I’m not gay. Or bi, or whatever.”

“Me neither. I just want you to have to do it. The problem is... I’m not into men myself so I wouldn’t enjoy it either. I don’t even think you could keep me hard, let alone make me cum. And you swallowing my cum is exactly the indignity that will get me to let my wife go back to your company.”

“Jesus Christ, Scott, you’re sick.”

“Hannah, baby girl, come here!” I yelled. Hannah dutifully arrived, naked and looking spectacular. I turned to Sean. “I am going to fuck Hannah in the ass and when I’m almost done I am going to pull out and cum in your worthless mouth. And you will swallow every last drop. After which I, Hannah, and Sharon, will all kick you once in the balls. And you never get to fuck Sharon ever again.”

Sean looked horrified. He didn’t know I had this depravity in me. Moreover he was thinking the exact thing I wanted him to think: he had made the wrong man a cuck. I do not know if Sean knew Hannah was his biological daughter or not. Sharon said they had never once talked about it, but if he did the math he could have figured it out easily enough. Then again you could say the same about me and I never put it together. Maybe Sean knew maybe he didn’t. In his mind he either had to watch me butt fuck my own daughter or watch me butt fuck HIS daughter.

“If it gets Sharon back at work... ok.”

Hannah smiled as she bent over the countertop. Since learning Sean was her biological father she had come to despise him. Now she was going to make him suffer and get fucked in the ass? Win-win. I walked up Hannah. Sharon guided my cock into Hannah’s tight asshole. Then as I began to pump her, Sharon began licking my ass.

“Oh god fuck my ass, Daddy!” She might not have been my daughter, but Hannah sure was Sharon’s daughter. “Mmm, I can’t wait to make you cum so that worthless bastard can swallow a real man’s seed.”

It was going to be any second now. “Okay Sean, open up.”

For a second Sean seemed like he wasn’t going to do it but then, haltingly he opened his mouth wide. I pulled out of Hannah’s ass and unloaded into Sean’s mouth. It was a bigger load than I usually shot. A small bit spilled on the floor. After Sean swallowed I had him lick the spilled drop off the floor. Then we all kicked him in the balls like I had said. He writhed in pain for a bit. I told him he better not throw up my cum or the deal would be off. I really thought about telling him that the same cum had filled his wife’s twat too just to rub it in but I decided against it. I was going to fuck Lola again and again and I thought it was more poetic to happen behind his clueless back.

Once Sean was able to stand again I said. “Tell Sean you’ll see him at work on Monday.”

“Yes, Daddy. See you Monday, Sean.” Sharon said.

“Can I kick him again, Daddy?” Hannah asked.

“No, baby girl, a deal is a deal. Besides, to have free reign over your mother’s cunt and ass and then know you’ll never get them again... that’s way worse than a kick in the nuts.”

Sean regarded me with... I guess it was more fear than respect, but it tasted just as sweet.

On Monday, I accompanied Sharon to the office. And I walked right up to Brigit the intern and kissed her in front of everyone. I reached my hand down and reached up her skirt. She had no underwear on so I slipped two fingers inside her.

“Has Sean talked to you about me?” I answered.

“Even if he hadn’t you could have me,” she said as she gasped from my fingers.

“Brigit,” Sharon said. “You will address my husband with the proper respect.”

“Yes, sir,” Brigit responded.

“Guess again,” I said.

Brigit looked at Sharon. Sharon nodded.

“Yes, Daddy,” she corrected.

The whole office saw me fuck Brigit in her face, cunt, and ass. It became a regular thing and after a month she came to live with us. Sharon resumed fucking any guy she felt like but the difference now was at the end of the day she would tell me all about it while she drained my balls.

Every part of my life got better. Lola even Instagramed one of my poems so interest in my book skyrocketed enough to warrant another printing. Our first night together she had told me she didn’t suck non-famous dick. These days she told me I was famous now. She never left Sean but she did stop fucking him, and started fucking me every few days. She got me hired to rewrite her dialogue on an independent film she was starring in and producing, but production got delayed when she got pregnant. For 18 years I had raised Sean’s daughter thinking she was mine. Now Sean Foley would be raising my daughter thinking she was his.

For 18 years I had been a faithful husband. Now, at 36, my life was really beginning.