It had been half a year since the incident. Neither Trevor nor Vanessa ever saw or heard from Victor. They never did report him and Vanessa never told Trevor about him. Instead they both hid the secret. Concealing the pain was easier for now. Unfortunately, abruptly leaving their 2 year lease agreement crippled them financially. They were now paying a monthly mortgage for their house and the monthly rent that they still owed. Trevor's paycheck was being stretched short. They lived very modestly but were able to just make it every month. One more year and they would be finished with the apartment lease.

Things weren't easy for Trevor at work. Jeff was being really hard on him. Micromanaging every little thing he did and made Trevor his personal bitch. Even personal errands that were well outside Trevor's job description he would use him to do. But he could easily handle Jeff after what he and Vanessa had been through. Even with a terrible boss, he was at peace.

As peace and comfort settled into their lives, so did Trevor's itch. He found himself remembering all the events with Vanessa and Victor. How he would fuck his wife into oblivion as she came like he had never seen before. The ability to bring out such a side of his wife that he knew he would never be able to drove him wild. Trevor and Vanessa's sex life returned to normal. Any time he had sex with his wife, he'd think about how Victor fucked her and would come within a minute. Vanessa was happy her husband was so attracted to her.

Vanessa felt bad for Trevor taking on the financial burden. Every month they were cutting it close. She decided to pick up a part time job as a personal trainer. She made a few hundred bucks a month taking on various elderly clients that really didn't know any better. It wasn't much, but every little bit helped. Trevor was against the idea of Vanessa working, but perhaps his lust convinced him otherwise. He thought about all the gym rats checking out his wife. If it were possible for a potential client to start something. His imagination got the better of him. He couldn't help but approve.

The wedded couple was having a quiet dinner that night when Vanessa broke the silence, "Oh, who's Jeff Borge?" She asked. Trevor almost choked on his food.

"My boss. Why do you ask?"

"He friend requested me on Facebook. I guess I should accept?" She asked Trevor not sure what she should do. Trevor thought about all of the consequences he would face if his wife didn't accept.

"It should be okay. He likes to joke around a lot, but he's harmless." Later that night, Trevor had sex with his wife with the thought of how other men would look at her at the gym in her tight gym outfits. She would usually wear yoga pants and a t-shirt, but Trevor wanted so desperately for her to be more bold. Wear something that really showed off her curves. He again, came within a minute.

"That was fast," she smiled at him before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You must be excited."

"You're just..." he paused out of breathe, "so perfect."

"That's so sweet. After all these years you still find me attractive."

"You talk as if you're 50."

She laughed, "Sometimes it feels that way. But I know deep inside, we'll always be together." It warmed his heart for his wife to say that. He fell in love with her all over again.

The next day, he received a text from his wife:

Wife: Good morning. What are you eating for lunch.

Trevor: I might eat out.

Wife: >:( that's not healthy!

Trevor: lol sorry

Trevor: What about you?

Wife: Chicken breast and broccoli

Trevor: as always. Don't you get sick of that?

Wife: Gotta keep this body in check

Trevor: There's not a single woman on earth that's even close to your level.

Wife: You need to get out more hubby. This is the norm. I can't have you looking at other ladies because I let myself go.

Trevor: never.

Wife: You're too sweet. Oh by the way, your boss messaged me on facebook. It was kind of weird.

Trevor: I told you he's a joker. Don't take what he says too seriously.

Wife: Are you sure? He's kind of flirty.

Trevor: Who wouldn't want to flirt with you. Lol

Wife: but I'm his employee's wife. That's really unprofessional.

Trevor: What did he say?

Wife: here take a look.

Vanessa sent him screenshot of their conversation.

Jeff: You're beautiful

Vanessa: Oh thank you. Your Trevor's boss right?

Jeff: in the flesh.

Jeff: So you're a personal trainer?

Vanessa: Yes. Just started a week ago.

Jeff: I bet all the guys are lining up for you.

Vanessa: haha. Not really.

Jeff: I sure would be interested.

Vanessa: sure there's a lot of personal trainers at the gym. Just stop by and they should be able to help you out.

Jeff: I was talking about you

Jeff: In fact, why don't we cut out the middleman and I deal with you directly. What do you charge per session?

Vanessa: It's $200 for a month and you get 2 sessions a week.

Jeff: and how much for that $200 do you see?

Vanessa: I'm sorry Mr. Borge, I'm not really comfortable sharing that with you.

Jeff: fine. I'll make it worth your time. $200 a session. Cash. you come to me.

Vanessa: I don't believe I have the experience to be taking that much from a client.

That was the end of what she sent Trevor.

Wife: I'm not sure what to say to him. He keeps pushing for me to be his personal trainer.

Trevor was still naive. Maybe Jeff just wanted to be around someone pretty. It sure would help him out at work.

Trevor: Maybe you should accept.

Wife: Really? It's a lot of money

Trevor: I'm just more worried about him being offended.

Wife: Okay. I'll accept it.

That was the end of their conversation about Jeff. It was hard for Vanessa to find clients through the gym. With the addition of Jeff as a client, she would potentially bring in a thousand or so depending on how many sessions he bought.

A month passed and Trevor noticed a $2,000 deposit in their joint account. He texted his wife.

Trevor: Wow. I guess things are going well with Jeff?

Wife: It's okay

Trevor: You made 2000 last month

Wife: haha yeah. He asks to see me a lot.

Trevor: He must be serious about getting in shape.

Wife: sometimes I think he just asks me to come so he can stare at me.

Trevor: he is an old man. Maybe he's just lonely.

Wife: yeah I can tell.

Wife: You sure you don't mind?

Trevor: mind what?

Wife: I mean. Sometimes he's just a little touchy.

Trevor: anything specific come to mind?

Trevor asked with anticipation

Wife: like the first time we met. He gave me a hug. I guess that's not so weird but then he put his hands on my waist. Then his fingers touched the sides of my butt.

Trevor's penis started to react from imagining his boss touching his wife. He knew she was being serious but for some reason he decided to try and underplay her concerns.

Trevor: Maybe you thought he was touching your butt because it's so big. Lol

Wife: oh thanks. What are you trying to say? :)

Trevor was relieved that he defused the situation.

Wife: I just didn't want to keep it from you. But you know him better than I do. So I trust you. So you're ok with it?

He wasn't exactly sure what "it" was. Trevor had a bad gut feeling. The same feeling he got with Victor. Yet, the idea of his wife with another man once again took over.

Trevor: yea. It's fine.

Wife: ;)

Wife: I'm kind of relieved you said that.

Trevor: whys that?

Wife: well Jeff actually did grab my ass during that first hug. But he must have just been joking so I'm okay with it now.

Wife: he is funny. I'll give him that.

Trevor: yeah. He's known as the joker in the office too.

Wife: now I don't feel like I'm working with a pervert. Thanks to you.

Trevor: I guess I should have told you earlier that he was like that.

Wife: I guess another reason I was ok with it was because how much he's paying me. I looked it up online and the price I'm charging, you'd think I was working with Hollywood actors. Lol

Trevor: you probably could!

Wife: aww you're sweet but I'm not that good :P

Trevor: any more clients for the day?

Wife: speaking of. I have Jeff for lunch.

Trevor: maybe I'll get out early today then.

Wife: all because your wife :)

Trevor: well have fun. I'll see you tonight at home. Love you

Wife: Love you too

Just then Trevor received a text from Jeff

Jeff: come over to my house

Trevor had never been to his boss's house, but he wasn't dumb enough to decline.

Trevor: yes sir. What time?

Jeff: now idiot

Trevor promptly left to Jeff's house. His house was pretty far away from the office. The closer he got, the bigger and more spread out the houses got. When he finally arrived, he was standing in front a very large house. Something Jeff definitely shouldn't be able to afford with what Trevor thought his salary was.

He rang the doorbell and Jeff answered, "don't park there you fucking idiot. Go around back," he pointed. Trevor did as he was told and walked back around to the entrance.

"What can I do for you sir?" Trevor asked

"Follow me," Jeff was in a robe and lead Trevor up a spiral staircase to a room with double doors. Inside was a bed and a small work station. "I want you to work from here today. You've been slacking lately so I gotta make sure you're working. You better not leave that seat until 5PM. I'm going to start deducting your salary if you don't." Trevor knew his threats were real. Being so tight on money motivated Trevor; or perhaps fear was a better word.

"I'm sorry sir. I'll do my best."

Jeff shrugged. He pointed to a glass that looked out onto the large living room, "don't mind that. It's a one way mirror. But that shouldn't matter since your eyes will be on the screen the whole time. Isn't that right bitch?" He asked with a serious stare. Trevor was truly afraid of Jeff.

"Yes sir,"

"I'll be back at 5. Don't even think about leaving before I come back," Jeff walked out the door and down to the living room where he watched his theater sized TV.

An hour or so passed before Trevor heard the door ring. He looked out the one way mirror to see who it was. Jeff opened the door and there stood Vanessa. Trevor's heart started pounding like a jackhammer. He had forgotten that his wife was training Jeff today. She was wearing black yoga pants and a black t-shirt with the gym's name on the front and her first name displayed on the back like a jersey.

"Mr. Borge, how are you?" She asked, extending a handshake to him.

"Come on Vanessa. Don't treat me like a stranger now," he moved right past her hand and wrapped his arms around her into a hug. Vanessa stood a bit awkward keeping her hands dangling behind Jeff. Trevor couldn't see what was going on behind his wife but he could see the fondling movements from Jeff's hands and arms. He was definitely exploring Trevor's wife backside.

How odd was it that they stood in that hugging position for over a minute. Jeff finally broke off the hug, "over here," he lead Vanessa. Vanessa began following but Jeff abruptly stopped. He turned around and looked down at Vanessa's shoes. "Take those off," he commanded.

Vanessa slightly panicked thinking she had somehow offended Jeff. She quickly turned around and tried taking off her shoes. She was in such a hurry that it made it harder than it should be to take off her shoes. She was completely bent over with her ass in the air. Trevor watched in horror as Jeff closed in behind her.

Jeff pressed his groin right into the middle of Vanessa's large ass stretching every stitch of the yoga pants. When Vanessa felt Jeff connect with her behind, she tried working even faster which made it worse. He placed both his hands on her hips and began dry humping her. "You got a really nice ass," you know that?

Vanessa softly grunted now genuinely getting frustrated that her shoes weren't coming off.

"All these skinny bitches today. I swear, men don't know what a real woman looks like." He gave Vanessa's ass a good squeeze. "Your husband hit the fucking jackpot. How about you let Uncle Jeff hit that jackpot once too?" Finally she broke free from her shoes and stood up. She turned around to face him.

"Sorry about that," she said brushing her hair to the side.

Jeff's arms were still on her hips. He reached inside the waistband of her yoga pants and pulled up a black string on either side. Trevor gasped. His wife was wearing a thong underneath. Jeff pulled the two pieces of strings over her hip bones where they comfortably rested; as if that's where they belonged.

Trevor wondered what his wife would say but she didn't say anything. Next, Jeff pulled her shirt up and over her head revealing a black sports bra. The sports bra looked completely ridiculous on her. Her breasts were spilling out every which way they could find. You couldn't blame her though, it would be nearly impossible to find a bra that wouldn't make her look like a seductive slut.

Vanessa stood in a complete black workout outfit. Black sports bra with her breasts trying to fly away with a jiggly cleavage. Her black micro laced thong resting on her hip bones. And black yoga pants being stretched at every small movement she made.

"That's much better," Jeff commented. "I guess I should get comfortable too," he pulled off his shirt, then his pants, and even his underwear. Old, fat and wrinkly. Vanessa was quite shocked when she saw his cock. Much like himself, it was oversized and out of shape. A real fat cock. Nowhere near as long as Victor's but it's girth made it somewhat comparable. "I hope you don't mind. It is my home after all."

"No. Not at all. I always tell my clients to do what's comfortable. I believe that's the best way to tackle this." She said laughing nervously.

"I'll get us some water, why don't you get ready in the living room." He grabbed her t-shirt and shoes and put them away somewhere Trevor couldn't see. Vanessa set her notebook, phone, and timer down on the table and began stretching.

Jeff was away for five minutes and not returning. Trevor wondered what was going on. He decided to text his wife.

Trevor: hey. How's it going?

He saw Vanessa turn around and pick up her phone after he sent the text. She was texting something back

Wife: good. Just started with Jeff. What about you? Heading home soon?

Trevor: just at the office. A couple more hours and I'll go home.

Trevor lied to his wife as he kept watching her through the one way mirror.

Trevor: can I ask you for a weird favor?

Wife:?

Trevor: could you send me a selfie of yourself right now

Wife: what? Why?

Trevor: I'm just feeling a little like that... right now.

His phrase "like that" was code for horny between the two.

Wife: :)

He saw his wife pose and pull her phone out as she began taking pictures of herself. She sent him a few. The pictures only showed Vanessa from mid breast up.

Trevor: is that what you're wearing for Jeff?

Wife: for him? No way. Eww. :P

Wife: it's just hot over here. I'm comfortable like this.

Trevor knew she was somewhat lying and it turned him on immensely. Just then he saw Jeff approach his wife from behind but Vanessa was busy looking down at her phone. While still naked, he grabbed her from behind and wrapped his arms around her with his cock mushed in between her large ass. "What are you doing?" Jeff asked.

"Sorry," Vanessa replied startled, "I was just texting Trevor."

"You're texting him on my time and he's texting you on my time." Vanessa became uneasy as if she got caught stealing, "that's not very ethical. After all, I'm paying you quite the hourly wage,"

"I'm really sorry Mr. Borge, I'll put my phone away,"

"That's not gonna cut it,"

"Sorry. How can I make it up to you? It won't happen again," she said looking concerned.

"Give me your phone," he demanded. She was hesitant for a second but handed it over. Trevor could see him reading their conversation. "Let's take a picture together and send it to him. Your husband seems worried." Jeff pulled out the phone so both their faces were in the frame. He kept one hand resting on her hip the whole time. "Send it," he commanded.

She took back her phone and started texting something on her phone. A second later Trevor received a text.

Wife: #1 client

Vanessa texted to her husband with the selfie of a shirtless Jeff. Jeff immediately took the phone back, "that's no good. The picture sucks. Let's take another," he demanded.

He pulled the phone away one more time getting their faces in frame. Vanessa got her beautiful smile pose ready as Jeff planted a fat wet kiss on her cheek. He snapped the picture before she could react. Trevor nearly had a heart attack as he received the picture they just took.

Vanessa looked mortified. She waited for her husband to text back but Trevor was just as stunned. "I'll be right back," Jeff said heading upstairs to the master bedroom. He entered the room and saw Trevor awestruck with his phone in hand. "You got a good reason for being on your phone?" He asked while Trevor nearly pissed himself. "Give me that," Jeff snatched the phone from Trevor's grip. "Get back to work!" He snapped.

Vanessa waited for a response from her husband but little did she know Jeff had taken control of Trevor's phone.

Trevor (Jeff): wow. You guys look good together. Lol

Vanessa was confused.

Wife: I didn't mean to send that. He just did it out of nowhere.

Trevor (Jeff): I'm not mad. I think it's funny.

Trevor (Jeff): you look so hot with him. It's making me horny.

Wife: are you serious?

Vanessa was truly confused.

Trevor (Jeff): did he do anything to you? Touch you anywhere? I wish he did.

Vanessa couldn't believe what she was reading. Her own husband was getting turned on from some sleazebag touching her? She didn't know what to say.

Trevor (Jeff): actually I got a confession to make. I got a deduction in my pay.

Wife: what a deduction? How much?

Now Vanessa was getting worried.

Trevor (Jeff): it's not something I did. It's the whole company taking a pay cut. They said it's only temporary for a few months.

Trevor (Jeff): I really hate to ask you this but could you get some extra work or tips from Jeff?

Wife: I don't know what's going on honey. What are you saying.

Trevor (Jeff): I'm saying it turns me on to see you with another guy. Especially Jeff.

She was in disbelief.

Trevor (Jeff): plus it wouldn't hurt if we got some cash out of it.

Wife: are you asking me to sleep with him?

Trevor (Jeff): don't be mad at me

Trevor (Jeff): yes

Vanessa's heart was racing. She was so nervous.

Trevor (Jeff): it's going to be a 50% pay cut this month. We'll barely be able to cover our bills with that. I'm sure you can work your way with Jeff.

Wife: honey, why are you saying that right now. Do you hear yourself?

Trevor (Jeff): I'm so hard right now

Jeff headed over to Trevor and pulled his pants down. Just as he expected, Trevor's tiny cock was rock hard. He took a quick picture and sent it to Vanessa

Trevor (Jeff): see?

Vanessa now believed him.

Wife: you know we can't go back from this right? Our relationship. Your relationship with your boss will completely change.

Trevor (Jeff): he won't find out. It'll just be between you and him.

Wife: I can't believe I'm doing this. But what choice do you leave me with?

Trevor (Jeff): so you'll do it?

Wife: I just don't understand why you didn't tell me about the pay cut.

Trevor: I just found out today as well

Wife: why are you doing this?

Trevor (Jeff): I told you, it turns me on so much. I already came once and I'm hard again. You know I can never go twice with you, but when I think about you with another man, I just go crazy. The money is just a bonus.
Wife: our bills are due in a week. You don't leave me with much of a choice.

Wife: but I'll do it for you. Because I love you.

Trevor (Jeff): I love you too. Thank you so much.

Wife: I'll text you when I'm done.

With that, Jeff tossed the phone on the bed and headed downstairs. After closing the door, Trevor quickly recovered his phone. He read through the texts as his penis grew harder and his breathing quivered. He came without any physical stimulation by the time he got to the end of the conversation. He looked outside and saw Jeff talking to his wife.

"You know what the first thing that came to my mind was when I saw you?" Jeff asked Half-naked Vanessa.

"What's that?" Vanessa asked with a half ass smile.

"I'm going to fuck the living shit out of that bitch if it's the last thing I do,"

Vanessa smiled nervously, "that's an odd thing to say to your personal trainer,"

"How much?" Jeff asked

"Excuse me?" She asked confused

Jeff looked annoyed, "how much to fuck you?"

"Your my husbands boss,"

"Everyone has a price. Let's not play this game. Just tell me how much,"

Vanessa didn't want to give in right but she was set on giving it to Jeff.

"You know your husbands getting a pay cut?" Vanessa looked a bit surprised.

"Yes. He told me. The whole company is. So I understand."

Jeff began laughing loudly, "is that what he told you? What a slimy little bitch. No Mrs. Morgan. It's only him. Not the whole company." Vanessa looked very confused, "aww. I guess I should tell you. We're gonna fire his ass next month."

"What?" Vanessa practically shreeked.

"He's not exactly doing his job. He's just not right for us." Jeff lied.

"But we just bought a house. You can't do this."

"But I can and I will. Luckily there's an opening for you. It pays roughly the same salary as your husband's position. My personal slut."

"You sick fuck,"

"Don't worry. We can act like Trevor still has a job, but any income will be completely dependent on you. I'm only going to offer this once. Be careful how you answer."

"What choice do I have?" She responded in anger

"I'll take that as a yes. Now get down on your knees," he pushed her head down.

Vanessa jerked her head back just as she got a whiff of Jeff's cock. "Disgusting," she said while holding the cock with one hand. "I've never smelled such a dirty fat cock. Don't you shower?"

"Not for a bitch like you," Vanessa shot vicious eyes at him as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. "God damn look at your jaw open. Like a fucking snake. You must suck a lot of dick behind your husband's back."

"Maybe," she responded with a flirtatious smile.

"You cheating slut. How many times have you slept behind your husband's back?"

"You're not gonna tell any of this to Trevor or we'll be through," she said starting to take more and more of his cock into her eagerly waiting slut mouth.

"Trust me, I wouldn't jeopardized this," Jeff leaned his head back while he let Vanessa work on his cock with her own style. He was in heaven. Even the high end prostitutes he constantly was on a search for were nowhere near Vanessa's looks.

Meanwhile, Trevor watched as his wife serviced his boss with her mouth. Of course he couldn't hear their conversation but to him it wasn't relevant.

"One sec," Vanessa paused and reached over to grab her phone. She stuck Jeff's half-hard cock into her mouth forcing it to stretch her cheek out. Her lips were so lusciously big around the cock. She took a selfie and sent it.

Wife: is this what you wanted?

Trevor's heart raced to such a degree that he really felt that his heart would explode at any second. His wife was actually doing it. What's worse is that it wasn't even his words. His boss used his phone to trick his wife. Yet he couldn't move a muscle to stop what was happening in front of him. He began texting the words he knew he would later regret.

Trevor: yes.

Vanessa read her husband's approval and was now soaked. Her pussy was salivating for a cock. It was hungry and wanted something real. It wanted something big. It wanted to remember how Victor fucked her senseless. She moved her hand down her yoga pants and began playing with herself as she sucked Trevor's boss's fat cock.

"Did you just take that for your husband?" Jeff asked smiling.

"That's none of your business." Vanessa barked back while still sucking on his cock.

"I couldn't care less about your lives. As long as you become my personal cum dump, I'll be happy."

"I bet you can't even cum that much you old fart."

Jeff laughed, "just wait,"

Vanessa tried her best to make him cum fast but it only made Jeff harder. She decided to go for the kill. She pulled the cock out of her mouth and moved underneath to his balls. They smelled ten times worse than his cock but she devoured them like they were a delicious plate of candies.

Jeff groaned in amazement. "My god. What are you doing to me?" Her smooth long tongue danced around his fully pubed balls juggling and sucking needfully. Jeff couldn't handle it and came load after load into Vanessa's voluptuous brown curly hair. The cum dripped from her bangs and into her eyes and down her face. Jeff watched as Vanessa scooped up the gobs of cum about to roll off her face and entered them into her mouth like a little treat. She swallowed them clean and presented her cum stained face to him.

"You're a pro. Where'd you learn to suck cock and balls like that," Jeff was very out of breath.

"That's for me to know,"

"Like I said, I don't really care." Just then, Jeff's phone began to ring. He looked scared for a second when he looked down. He answered it right away, "Hi dad," he quickly scurried out of the living room.

While he was away, Vanessa took another selfie showing how much cum she had earned. She sent it to Trevor.

Vanessa: should I keep it in my hair?

Trevor didn't know what to do anymore. He was so lost in lust he felt dizzy. His brain and heart were begging him to stop this at once, but his fingers moved on their own as he responded.

Trevor: yes

Vanessa: bad boy :)

Vanessa: I'll be home soon

Vanessa: love you

Trevor couldn't respond. He watched his wife leave the house and heard her drive away. He sat still in shock. A few minutes later Jeff came into the room with a scared look. He saw Trevor and almost asked him for help. "What are you still doing here? Get the fuck out," he yelled at him

Trevor fell off his chair and quickly ran away.