Beyond Betrayal: A Diana Scott Novel

by Carol Massey

  “When I went home to Eric, things were a little tense, but we worked through it. It all comes down to love and acceptance. You need to tell him how you want to live your life. Since he was screwing around on you, he’s the one who should make the adjustments.”

  When Kim arrived home, she found Ryan sitting out on their deck. He looked her over checking out his wife’s hot new look noticing some dry cum still in her hair. It was not quite noon. Two empty beer bottles set on the patio table

  “Was it good?” he asked softly before taking a sip from his third beer.

  “Was what good?”

  “You know, the cocks up your pussy and ass at the same time.”

  “Yes, it was very good.”

  “Well, I guess that makes you a whore.”

  “You hold it right there mister,” said Kim in a blistering tone. “Since our marriage eight years ago, I had sex twice with someone other than you, both were last night. You’d been fucking your bitch three times a week for five months, that’s 120 fucks, 120 to 2. Now tell me who’s the slut.” Not waiting for a response, she continued, “And I just fucked them so that you could feel the same pain that I did.”

  “Well, you just went wild, two men and getting it up the ass.”

  “You’re right. I went wild after you threw away years of my trust and devotion. How dare you fuck behind my back?” she said slapping him across the face. “At least I had the decency to fuck out in the open, no secrets. I told you what I was going to do it. I was honest. Do you want to work out our marriage or not? I’m tired of waiting. Make up your mind.”

  “Kim, that woman was just a convenient easy fuck. I promise I won’t screw around on you again.”

  Impatiently, Kim waited. “Do you want to stay married or to divorce? I am tired of this separation bullshit.”

  “Married,” he answered rubbing where she had slapped him.

  “Fine, we’ll stay married, but there are conditions. “I had the fuck of my life last night. I’m not passing up opportunities in the future. You’ll know in advance. I don’t cheat and sneak. To me, it’s just a fuck. You, on the other hand have proven you’ll lie and cheat. I don’t trust you. You can only fuck me, no one else. Thank goodness I got back on the pill, I would never have a baby with a man I don’t trust” forgetting his vasectomy.

  “Kim, you aren’t being fair.”

  “I’m not interested in fair. This is the way it will be. It has been two months, and you still haven’t even apologized. My hopes and dreams have been ruined so from now on that’s the way our marriage will be.”

  Ryan sat in his chair trying to decide what to do. He just couldn’t believe her demands, but she still was the only woman he ever truly loved. Kim sat quietly giving him time to think.

  “Okay, we’ll work it out.”

  “Alright then, I’ll get over being pissed off. But from now on, you don’t have a say about what I do.”

  “I’m sorry. I really regret the affair,” Ryan offered contritely.

  “We will just keep going, just in a different way forward. Now do you still want the money I said I would return to you?”

  “Yes, I do, but do I really have to describe your fucking?”

  “Every detail.”

  Begrudgingly, he began telling what he witnessed. As he talked, he grew more and more aroused, in spite of himself, vividly retelling Kim’s adventure. She could tell he liked it especially when Grant impaled her ass, no matter how much he complained. His partial erection on gave him away.

  “Alright, we’ll go to the bank on Monday. I have one last concern. Can you accept me fucking other men? I just don’t know if you can.”

  “I’ll deal with it,” he answered with distain in his voice.

  “Well, I need to make sure, so you’ll just have to fuck me right now.” Ryan seemed to perk up a little. “Before we go into the bedroom, I think it’s fair to warn you I haven’t showered. Cum is all over me: on my face, in my hair, on my tits, and on my stomach, as well as, cum oozing from my pussy and ass.” She stood up and held out her hand for him to lead to the bedroom. “I want you to see the new me.”

  Ryan stood up and grabbed her hand wondering what in the hell he was doing as they walked into the bedroom. Kim undressed first leaving on just her six-inch stilettos. She climbed on the bed lying on her back careful to keep her legs together.

  Smiling she said in her sexy ‘I want you to fuck me’ voice, “Stand at the foot of the bed and undress. I want to show you something.” Slowly she spread her legs wide open so cum could ooze from both holes. “You liked cheating with that nasty little whore, didn’t you? Now you have a wife just like her, plenty nasty.”

  “A what?”

  “A high dollar whore wife just like Diana, Eric pimps her.” Ryan jumped to the conclusion that Eric and his bitch had turned his wife into a whore. “Come on baby, fuck me.” Her nasty talk and cum soaked pussy were hard to resist. Kim gave her pelvis a slight tilt upward and purred, “Come on baby. Let’s share our love, whore to whore.”

  Against his better judgment, he climbed over her. The two kissed until their anger turned to passion. Sliding down, he turned his attention to her breasts. For weeks, he had longed to feast upon his favorite part of her body. He licked and kissed her luscious bosom until she begged for more. He ploughed his penis into her sore well-used pussy forcing out her earlier lover’s cum.

  He dove in and out of her at a frantic pace in a desperate attempt to reclaim her chamber of love for himself.

  “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me,” cried Kim until he smothered her mouth with deep wet kisses. Laying there receiving her fucking, Kim knew she made the right decision going wet on her revenge sex enjoying Ryan’s pounding and letting him remark his claim. Ryan pounded her harder and harder.

  “You want nastiness.”

  “Oh yea, nasty is who I am. I want men to fuck me nasty.”

  “After I finish with you bitch, I don’t care how many men you fuck. You’ll remember I’m always your man.”

  Ryan fucked Kim three more times Saturday. On Sunday, Kim surprised him with breakfast in bed. He took courage from her thoughtfulness. Maybe Kim could still love him even if she was going to fuck other men. In a desperate attempt to insure his dominance over her cunt, he nailed her six more times Sunday. Kim was glad to see him go to work Monday. She needed time to rest her sore overused pussy.

  Chapter 16

  Hearing her phone ring, Diana answered.

  “Hey Diana.”

  “Kim, I’ve been wondering how things went.”

  “Well it was pretty tense when I first got home, but I stood my ground. Ryan didn’t like Grant fucking my ass, but it was for the best. He was so jealous he fucked me four times Saturday and six more times Sunday.”

  “Really?”

  “Yea, he acted like a wild King Kong fucking ape trying to reestablish his dominance over me. I’m so sore I was glad to see him go to work this morning. My pussy needs a break. I just don’t see how you handle all of the traffic your pussy receives.”

  “It’s easy actually. I have Josey as a personal trainer for my body and Wayne for my pussy. My body is in tip top condition, and my pussy is in purrfect condickion thanks to my extra sex with Wayne.”

  Kim laughed. “Maybe that’s what I need, someone to fuck my pussy into purrfect condickion.”

  “Who knows? Maybe I’ve created a new word for the dictionary. I can just read it now: condickion – An adjective describing a well-conditioned pussy trained for all night gangbangs.”

  “Maybe that’s what I need.

  “Why not?” asked Diana.

  “Gee, I don’t know if Ryan is ready for that.”

  “Well, why don’t we take Eric and Ryan out to the bar on ladies’ night out? We’ll just see how Ryan handles it.”

  “Alright Diana, it’s a date.”

  The couples met at the bar Thursday evening around 8:30 PM. Diana was dressed in her short tight black skirt and a sheer white to
p going braless. Kim noticed Ryan’s eyes fixated on Diana’s nipples.

  “Diana looks pretty hot tonight, doesn’t she?” Kim asked him.

  Unaccustomed to the openness among the three, he blushed. “Yes, she does.”

  “Kim, you look absolutely eatable yourself,” said Eric.

  “Yes, you do,” agreed Diana.

  Ryan was not sure how to take Eric’s comment to Kim at first but decided to let it slide remembering Kim’s newly declared freedom. He knew himself that his wife looked nastily gorgeous in her red mini-dress with a neckline that plunged to just above her navel. Both Kim and Diana were wearing their now standard thigh high stockings with five-inch stilettos.

  After Eric and Ryan ordered drinks, Diana had her first invitation to dance with another man. She had grown to enjoy all of the attention she drew out on the dance floor not embarrassed at all when her dancing revealed her bare legs and ass cheeks above stockings. Back at the table, Kim was asked to dance by a man named Tim whom she had met on another ladies’ night out. Kim readily agreed turning to Ryan and giving a nice wet kiss before turning back to Tim and offering her hand to him.

  “Ryan, you are going to find that the more aroused she stays either from you or someone else, the better sex the two of you will have.”

  “I think you may be on to something. Last Saturday and Sunday, Kim fucked me like a wild sex goddess in heat.” After drinking another sip of beer, Ryan changed the subject. “Why didn’t you tell me what was going on the other morning at breakfast?”

  “I had to stay quiet. If I had given you a heads up, the shock of her plans would have been lost.”

  “Well, I was very shocked. I hate to admit it, but I was angry and aroused at the same time.”

  “That’s exactly how I felt.”

  “I thought I was going to come unglued when I saw her in bed between those men with endless streams of cum flowing from her pussy and ass.”

  Eric smiled inwardly reviewing the recording of it in his mind. They both took another sip of beer turning their attention to their wives. Diana was rubbing her ass slowly on a new man in tempo with a rare slow love song being played. Kim had her arms around Tim’s neck, which caused the hem of her dress to rise. His hands were on her butt touching the bottom of her dress and the bareness of her ass.

  “She’s beautiful, isn’t she Eric?”

  “Yea, she’s something special.”

  Ryan turned to Eric. “Don’t you worry about Diana getting hurt or abused by another man?”

  “Yea, that’s why I have things set up the way they are. She earns $80,000 a year fucking her old boss at our house, and I know he won’t hurt her. He has too much to lose.”

  “Nice.”

  “When she is with strangers, I am always with her.”

  “Strangers?” Ryan interrupted.

  “Yea, like at her party Friday night.”

  “A party, Diana had a party?”

  “Yea, she partied with ten men Friday.”

  “Amazing, were you jealous?”

  “Not at all, after all, it was my idea. I was there the whole time to keep her safe.”

  “Why would you suggest that?” Ryan asked.

  “We were going through the same situation you and Kim are in right now. I wanted to know just how serious she was about being a whore. I figured if she could handle ten men at the same time, she was serious about her new life as a whore.”

  “I see,” Ryan commented while trying to conceal a growing bulge in his pants.

  “Can you believe she earned $3500 in less than five hours?” crowed Eric proudly.

  “Maybe I should suggest Kim do the same thing. I don’t want her playing me for a fool.”

  “Are you sure that you’re ready for that step? There is no going back.”

  “That’s exactly what Kim said Saturday. We could never go back to the way we used to be,” thought Ryan.

  When Diana and Kim finally tired from teasing the men on the dance floor, they sat back down. Ryan gave Kim the surprise of her life saying to her.

  “Honey, if you’re really serious about being a whore, I think you need a party.” “Condickion!” exclaimed Kim enthusiastically.

  Ryan and Eric looked at each other questioningly each wondering what the hell “condickion” meant.

  “Am I invited?” asked Diana.

  “Oh no,” Kim retorted good-naturedly, you wanted all of the cock for yourself Friday night.”

  “Kim, you knew you couldn’t fuck anyone before your revenge sex,”

  “I know. Why don’t you plan another party for the night after mine? What do you say Eric?” asked Kim.

  “Okay, okay, my little nymph may have another party,” said Eric as he reached over and kissed Diana’s lips. Eric turned back toward Ryan and Kim. “Before we plan the parties, I have something important to discuss with three of you, but we need to do it privately at our house.”

  Chapter 17

  Once they arrived at Eric and Diana’s home five minutes away, they gathered in the den.

  “Okay, here’s what I wanted to discuss. Wayne Fannin called me this afternoon at work. His law partners are refusing to keep Diana on the payroll unless she returns to her job as a paralegal.”

  “What did he say?” asked Diana.

  “He told them that you most likely would not agree, so he made them a counter offer.

  “What was it?” asked Diana.

  “They have agreed to pay a very large annual salary for each of the three partners to fuck you three times a week.

  Diana was intrigued at the proposal. “What did you tell him?”

  “That even you couldn’t fuck every minute of the day although I think you would try. I made a counter offer with a rotation schedule including Kim.”

  “You included my wife.”

  “I had to Ryan. Besides, I thought she would pounce at the opportunity. So Kim what do you say, how would you like to be a well-paid whore?”

  Kim excitedly bit her bottom lip looking at her husband while stroking his hand. “Oh Ryan, just the thought wets my thong.”

  Ryan knew he really didn’t have a choice. Trying to maintain some dignity, he asked how much was the salary?”

  “$60,000 a year.”

  “All right if that’s really what you want. However, in the future, I will approve all the men you fuck just to keep you safe.”

  “No!” stated Kim bluntly.

  Diana and Eric looked at each other thinking the shit was about to hit the fan.

  “You can be with me when I’m with other men.”

  “Only if you agree to give me a cut of the money,” he said surrendering another shred of his dignity.

  Kim reached over and gave him an enthusiastic kiss.

  “Okay, I’ll do that. It’ll just make the sex more exciting.” Then Kim turned to Eric.

  “If we need a third lady, my little sister needs a job real bad. She is a single mom with a four year old who doesn’t earn very much money. To make matters worse, she just got laid off.”

  Diana looked at Eric with subtle nod.

  “Okay, have her meet with Diana for lunch tomorrow and tell her to dress extra sexy. We may need a photo of her to convince the law partners to agree.”

  “Thanks Eric.”

  Ryan, overwhelmed by the events of the evening said, “Come on Kim. We need to hurry home.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I need to fuck you,” he exclaimed! Kim stood up quickly and said goodbye.

  As the door closed, Diana said, “Those two will be lucky to make it home before they burst into flames.”

  “I have to admit I had my doubts about you meddling in their marriage, but it is working. Why did you give me the nod for me to hire her little sister?”

  “Kim is my friend and that is what friends do. We’ll just pay her $50, 000,” she answered. “We have plenty of money as it is. Since the other partners are also paying $80,000 each, we will still be clearing $130,000 aft
er we pay Kim and Katie.”

  “Is that her name?”

  “Yes, by bringing in Katie, it will free up some of my time for other adventures,” Diana said devilishly.

  Eric looked at her. “You are something else.”

  Diana stood up and whispered, “Let’s go to bed.”

  Eric stood and gave her a hug and kiss.

  “Rubbing on all that fresh meat tonight made me horny.”

  “Watching your nasty dancing made me horny, but the thought of you, Kim, and Katie here in our house fucking for money at the same time blows my mind,” he answered as the two walked to the bedroom to do what lovers do.

  The next day Katie arrived for her interview. Now Diana is a beautiful woman who has no problem attracting men, but even she was stunned at how ravishingly gorgeous Katie was. Before her stood Kim’s little sister, a petite twenty-three year old woman with glowing long red hair wearing perfect makeup and lipstick.

  She wore a very short kilt skirt and a thin white blouse rolled up and tied just below her breasts to show off her tight midriff with no buttons buttoned above the breasts; in order to, reveal the perfectness of her 34CC’s. Below the skirt, she wore nothing but six-inch stilettos to highlight her shapely tanned legs. Simply stated, she looked the part of every man’s schoolgirl fantasy, the ones that just turned eighteen and are about to graduate.

  “Hi, I’m Katie,” said the hot little bombshell holding out her hand to shake Diana’s.

  Catching her composure, Diana introduced herself and invited Katie in the living room. The two women began discussing the reason for the meeting right away.

  “The key to remember Katie is that there can be no emotional attachment to these men. They are married highly successful attorneys. They are powerful well-connected people in the community. Professionally, they live life on the edge. They are risk takers. That’s how they became so successful. The continuation of their sex life beyond their wives is simply an extension of that risk taking.

  “I want to emphasize that you must not become emotionally involved with them. You’ll be a mere fuck toy, in essence, a reward or trophy for all of their hard work. They want a hot fuck and nothing more.”