(this got moved to wrong spot so putting in back here in main subreddit)
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nfk0gm/the_business_deal_part_1_mf_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Part 2
That night they talked and Jon was adamantly opposed to it and she was glad, but she knew the score. She knew the situation they were in.
“Jon, what choice do we have? It’s not about me wanting to do it. I don’t, you know that. But at the risk of your career and our new home?”
“You would be a whore, selling yourself for a little money and to be under his thumb forever. Like he wouldn’t play this again and again. I am not going to be some stupid fucking cuckold. That is not me.”
“I know and I love you for your support. This is shitty, just shitty, but we are stuck between a rock and a hard place. There is no good solution. And it does fall on me. If you get fired, or worse, I have to keep us afloat and I don’t know how.”
“What do you mean, or worse? What else did he say?”
“Nothing specific, I just get the impression that he would do something really bad, maybe talk to other companies about you, anything, if I say no and dare him to fire you. I’m sorry, but I have to deal with men hitting on me a lot, you know that. And I respect you so much for letting me take care of that no matter how much it bothers you. I have to deal with it, as much as I want my handsome white knight to come to my rescue.”
As she said this she caressed his cheek. Jon began to slowly shed tears and was silent.
“He’ll do it again and again, he won’t stop and I will not share you with that man.”
“Not like we can trust him on anything, but he said it would be just this one time. That’s it, and that I could ask a couple of other women who have done this if he kept his word. For some crazy reason, I do believe him on this.”
“That’s just fucking nuts, to even think we could ever trust him.”
They were silent for another few minutes. Finally, Tami spoke.
“Look, you know I was a bit…crazy in college,” she winced, bringing this up as if Jon needed another reminder of her being with other men. But she had to do something to make him accept this. “We’ve talked about it. You’ve never held any of that against me.”
“That was before I met you, this is right now! A man I have to look in the eye every fucking day now. It’s different.”
“I get that, but for me, I’ve buried my past before, and I can do that with him if it means we keep our home. The money and title, that’s more…whorish I guess, if you want to call it that, but this home…we saved for so long, we searched for so long. Jon, this is where we will start our family. I don’t want to lose that. I can’t.”
“And what if you lose me? What is the point of having a home with only one person in it?”
“Jon, there is no way on God’s green earth I will ever lose you. Never. You are my soulmate.” Jon could feel Tami trembling as she said this with the most force she could.
“I know this is hard to hear, but my past can’t be worse than this “business deal’. I’ve been with a lot of guys. I’m sorry. You know that. I was open and honest with my count as you were with yours. We used that experience to be together and have a kick ass time in the bedroom. You are an amazing, perfect lover to me and there is not a man alive who I have ever met that could replace you. There never will be. But, yes, I have been with other men, and really, this guy reminds me of another insecure, desperate frat guy who needs to resort to this to get some. If I can deal with that hell back then, I can do this for one night. Sex only, no emotions, and then forget it. I can. I only want you, Jon.”
Her husband looked at her forlornly. “I don’t see how I could live with this. I just don’t. This is humiliating and wrong in every way. We can’t give him this power.”
“Jon, he already has it. You’re a guy, a good guy, so you don’t understand. This is what happens to women. All the time. So many women have to constantly make choices based on the sexual needs of a man, especially one in a position of power. Sometimes it sucks, figuratively and well, sometimes literally. It’s a shitty world for women at times still, no matter what the media says. Please just know, I don’t want us to lose this. I don’t want to lose us. And, perhaps….” she trailed off.
“Perhaps what?” Jon asked.
Tami stared at the ground for a minute and then looked up at Jon, water welling in her eyes. “Perhaps we can make it even. If I set up a meeting with Stephen, then another night we find you someone to be with for one night. I am not saying this to make it ok, I just want it to be fair. I hate the thought of you touching someone else, but if I thought it would help us, then I would make that sacrifice for you, for us.”
Jon’s face turned red with anger and he stepped back from Tami as both hands ran into his hair, as if he would pull his entire scalp off in one single move.
“Tami, Jesus Christ, I am not interested in a one night stand when I can’t stand the thought of you doing this thing or anything. I do not want to get ‘even’ for anything!”
“I’m just saying it’s an offer on the table and we make this decision.”
Jon regarded Tami evenly. Her tone disturbed him.
“We make this decision? You mean you make this decision. Because you’ve decided, haven’t you. Not us, but you.”
Tami was quiet , but she bit her lower lip and looked away from Jon as tears welled up.
“You want this,” Jon said.
“NO! I do NOT want it, but yeah, I feel like the decision is up to me, I guess, if you want to put it that way. I say no, then we lose the home, our savings, your job, everything. I say yes, I may lose you. One way or another I risk everything with a decision, my decision. It’s my God man pussy he wants so it kind of becomes my decision.” Tami was half yelling by the time she finished.
Jon was taken aback by her anger and directness, and kept shaking his head at this nightmarish problem. It was unreal. How could this be happening. How? It was too outrageous to be real. He paced the floor back and forth in short steps trying to find a way out but couldn’t think of one. He stopped and looked at her, waiting until the words could form.
“And what is that decision then? What do we do? What….do you do?”
Tami sat down on the sofa chair while Jon stood across the room from her. She was silent for several minutes. She cried, Jon cried, in silence. He knew. The decision had been made. That was it. It was done. And now the only thing left was to pick up the pieces of their forever altered, and possibly destroyed, life. Their old lives, all the hopes and dreams they had, they would always be tainted knowing the price that was paid. He slumped to the edge of the sofa and put his head into his hands, bowing forward with his body shaking from the grief.
Finally, Jon got up and hugged his wife, but he needed space. He retired to his study, shutting the door. He was broken and stayed there for hours. After a time, he realized that, while this was almost unbearable, it was not unsalvageable. He had never quit before and he wouldn’t do it now. Yes, his wife was going to have sex with another man, but she did have a point. She had already been with dozens before. What was one more? The difference, he thought, was what he could control and what he could do to ensure that their future would not be taken away. He couldn’t do anything within a week, but he could do something within two weeks. With that, Jon began to sketch out a plan that he felt would exact some measure of assurance about their future, and, hopefully, a small measure of revenge.
The decision was relayed to Stephen the next day by Tami. Stephen smiled and visions and thoughts began to dance through his head at the delights he would take with her. Tami had outlined some boundaries in the days before regarding their encounter (no kissing, use condoms, he could do two sessions and then she would leave, she would do oral, but not to completion, she would finish him with her hand if needed, and no anal). He agreed to all of these, intending to keep none of them. Jon ensured that paperwork was drawn up for his promotion and bonus and had a lawyer review them so that Stephen couldn’t back out easily. It was all they could do.
There was one more thing that Tami had been considering. She had given it some thought all week, and while it churned her stomach, she finally made the decision to enact it. She wasn’t happy about it, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Tami called Ellen, her friend since 4th grade. Ellen was even more beautiful and sexy than Tami, if you can believe that. If Stephen had only seen her first, this might have never happened. Ellen was single, in between boyfriends at the time. She was perfect. Tami explained everything about the deal through two crying fits, but she explained it well enough that Ellen understood, even as Ellen was crying through tears and rage.
At first Ellen thought Tami was crazy, and went swiftly from rage at Stephen to anger at what Tami was asking. After a long and contentious argument, though, Ellen agreed. She wasn’t sure about it at all, but she loved Tami and Jon too much to deny them this request in an absurdly complicated time. Ellen told her she would head over to their home when Tami left and that she would take care of Jon and help him through this. Tami thanked her, shaking as she hung up, ready to throw up. Strangely, Ellen’s agreement to be there for Jon calmed her and eased her mind a little. It was yet one more compromise to make.
Continues in [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ng9ve5/the_business_deal_part_3_mf_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
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This is definitely much more than erotic.