This story involves cheating, blackmail, and reluc/non-consent. If those themes do not appeal to you, do not read on. This is just a fictional scenario that appeals to me. After you’ve read it, I’d love to chat about what you think. Chat and DMs open. Thanks.
The Laptop – 2,500 words
A husband and wife run a medium sized business. The business has done well but they’ve also built up an expensive lifestyle over the years trying to keep up with the Joneses and making sure their children have every advantage. Recently though, things have been difficult with the business. The wife handles all of the sales responsibilities and is on the road for an important client meeting. She really needs to make a sale to this customer or she and her husband may have to start dipping into their kids’ college savings accounts. She has been chasing this client for several years and finally has gotten a meeting. She’s nervous but her husband is optimistic. Before she left, her husband told her how much he believes in her and knows she’ll do great and secure the contract.
After being picked up at the airport and dropped off at her hotel she collapses down on the couch to watch some TV and decompress after a long day of travel. Eventually she decides she should go over her presentation one more time to make sure she’s ready. But when she goes to get her laptop, it’s missing. She begins to panic. There’s no possible way she can make her pitch without the PowerPoint. She can’t believe she was so stupid to not back it up anywhere else. After calming down for a sec, she realizes she must have left her laptop in the Uber. She calls her Uber driver to see if he has it and is beyond relieved when he says that sure enough it’s in the back seat. She asks if he’ll do her a huge favor and bring it back to the hotel.
“I’d like to help you, but I’m done with my shift for the day. That’s over an hour back to your hotel and then it would be an hour back here. I’m about to get to my girl’s place. I can bring it back tomorrow afternoon though. I should be in the area.”
“Is there any way you can bring it back here tonight? I really need it for my meeting tomorrow. I’ll pay you for your time. Please”
“Sure, lady. I can bring it back but if I do that, I’m sleeping with you at the hotel.”
“Um, I don’t know. There’s only one bed in the room.”
“Haha, that’s alright with me.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I’m comfortable with that. But how about this: I’ll pay for your own room.” The hotel was a little expensive but it would be worth it to get the laptop back.
“Ha, that’s a nice offer, but I don’t think you get it. Let me be more clear: I bring your laptop back, you’re gonna let get some of that ass.”
She is shocked and disgusted. She’s never been spoken to like that. “You can’t be serious? Where do you get off suggesting something like that? I’m a married woman.”
“I honestly don’t care whether you are married or not. I’m not telling you to leave your husband.”
“But you can’t seriously expect me to sleep with you? This is blackmail.”
“Ha, this isn’t blackmail. I’m not threatening to harm you if you don’t do something. I told you I’d be willing to bring the laptop back tomorrow. You said you need it tonight. I’m willing to help you out but I want something in return.”
“I told you I can pay you and pay for a room for you. How much do you want? $500? $1,000?
“You can pay me if you want but I’m five minutes from my girl’s house. I’m getting some pussy tonight one way or another; either it’s gonna be hers or yours. Your choice.”
(Silence)
“I’m about to turn onto her street. What’s your decision?”
“Okay, okay. Bring my laptop back here tonight. But on one condition: you have to wear protection.” She is in shock as those words come out of her mouth.
“Alrighty, I was hoping you’d say that. I don’t have any rubbers so if you want me to wear one, you gotta go get ’em.”
The only place open at that hour is a convenience store. She is extremely embarrassed walking up to the counter at 10:15 pm with a box condoms and a bottle of lube. The teenager behind the counter smirks.
As she is waiting for the driver to get there she is almost in a state of shock. Will she actually go through with this? How can she? But what choice does she have? The gears have already been put on motion. He’s already on the way back. It feels as if there’s no backing out now. As his expected arrival approaches, she’s nervous but also feels a slight bit of something that she has a hard time putting her finger on. Is it anticipation?
When the driver finally knocks on the door, she takes a deep breath and opens it. He is actually taller than she realized but she has to admit his face is handsome enough. He takes her in as well and likes what he sees. He hands her the laptop and then there’s a bit of an awkward silence.
“Ok, so how do you want to start this?”
She wonders to herself if this is what prostitutes feel like before seeing a client.
He chuckles, “You don’t know how this works? Ok. How about you start by unbuttoning your blouse.” He proceeds to instruct her to get undressed one article of clothing at a time until she’s standing completely nude in front of him although she is trying to partially cover up and maintain some modesty. He loves her figure. She obviously doesn’t have the tight body of the girls in their 20s he’s used to being with. But he’s pleased that she has a little bit of bush and is surprised that her breasts are larger than they appeared when she was dressed.
He peels off his shirt and he is actually pretty fit; obviously keeps himself in shape. He also has tattoos all over his torso and arms. The contrast between the two of them couldn’t be more obvious.
“Ok, now get on your knees.”
She obediently gets down on her knees in front of him and as if in an out of body experience, without being told anything else reaches forward and undoes his belt, buckle, and pulls down his pants and boxers. She hesitates momentarily before reaching out and grabbing his partially erect penis, leaning forward, and taking him into her mouth. As she does this, all that’s going through her mind initially is that she can’t believe she’s kneeling with a strange man’s penis right in her face and then comparing it’s shape, size, and taste to her husband’s.
He loves the view looking down at her. When she takes a break from sucking him and strokes his cock he loves seeing her small hand wrapped around his shaft with her fancy diamond ring. It’s a way bigger stone than he’d ever be able to afford if he ever gets engaged. He gets tremendous satisfaction that this woman who barely had a word to say to him when he first picked her up at the airport now has her lips stretched around his cock.
After initially being tentative, her nervousness subsides and instinct and arousal take over and she gives him an excellent blow job. In the back of her mind she is also hoping that if she gets him off, maybe he’ll be satisfied for the night. But he has other plans.
“Ok, get up on the bed.” He gets down on his knees and burries his face in her pussy. She’s initially self-conscious because she hadn’t had time to shower. But he is eager and she can tell he’s clearly skilled with his tongue and she allows herself to start enjoying his attentions. For some reason she wasn’t expecting him to go down on her but now that it’s happening she can’t deny the pleasure he’s bringing her.
After plenty of attention, she is very wet and he stands up, puts on a condom, and positions himself at her entrance. She looks down at the lewd scene she’s at the center of as he rubs the fat head of his cock up and down her slit. This elicits small gasps from her each time he makes contact with her clit. Whether she admits it to herself or not, she is eager to feel him inside her.
“You ready? Oh yeah, you’re ready. You’re soaking.”
“Yes, but please go slowly. You’re bigger than I’m used to.”
She looks up at this man. She can’t believe that after all these years of faithful marriage, this stranger is about to have her. But the thing that torments her as she replays the night in her head later on is that she knows in that moment, with him standing confidently above her, she wants to submit to him.
True to his word, he pushes in slowly, allowing her to get used to his size. It takes several gentle strokes until he is all the way in. He then starts picking up a rhythm and soft moans start escaping from her mouth. Her eyes are closed except every now and then when she looks down past her breasts and stomach to see his cock steadily pistoning in and out of her, splaying her lips wide apart and she lets out a deeper groan when she sees this.
But just as he’s really getting going, he plows deeply into her and then abruptly stops. She opens her eyes and she looks up and sees lust and dominance in his eyes.
“How long have you been married?”
“Wha?…why are you asking that?”
“I want to know how it feels to have a new cock inside you?” And then he slowly resumes fucking her. She doesn’t respond.
“Well?”
In between grunts of pleasure brought on from his fucking, she responds in a pleading tone, “Please…”
“Please what?”
“Please don’t ask about my marriage. I’m giving you what you want.”
He picks up the pace further and is eventually slamming his full length into her with every thrust and is smothering her with all his weight on top of her. He feels her wrap her legs around him and feels her tighten her grip around his back. He can tell from her breathing and moans that she must be getting close.
He can’t help but resume his inquest with each thrust:
“Just”
“Tell”
“Me”
“How”
“Long”
“You”
“Been”
“Married.”
“17 YEARS!” she finally blurts out.
“And how does it feel?”
“Ughhhh, it feels so fucking good. You bastard. Fuuuck!” And with that she has a huge orgasm.
Hearing that drives him crazy. He wants to devour her. He starts kissing her passionately on her receptive mouth, their tongues intertwining while he redoubles his efforts. This isn’t gentle, loving lovemaking. He is fucking her as hard as he can. Eventually he tires and has to slow down again and they switch positions a couple times until he’s taking her from behind.
By this point, he can tell she’s lost any inhibitions. She is just enjoying the pure carnal pleasure of their encounter. He firmly grabs one ass cheek and plays with her asshole with his thumb. This drives her wild. Her husband never does that. He knows she’s already cum at least once more and her moans are getting more desperate as she builds to another orgasm. He can’t resist questioning her again.
“Your husband doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?”
“No, damn it. He doesn’t. Is that what you want to hear?”
“Damn right. And who does your pussy belong to tonight?”
“Fuck . . . It belongs to you. Just fuck me.”
When he hears that, he can’t control himself any more and after several more hard thrusts, she feels him swell inside her before they both climax together. She later thinks back to this moment and it fills her with guilt and intense arousal.
In the morning she wakes up and realizes he isn’t in bed. Then she hears the sink running in the bathroom and he comes out of the bathroom, completely naked with morning wood.
“Hey. You’re awake.” He says casually and walks over to her side of the bed. He puts his erect cock in her face. She knows what he expects and she complies and starts sucking him. She eventually starts playing with his balls too. He can see that she must be playing with herself with her other hand and he yanks back the covers so he can see her nude body and watch her play.
When he can feel that he’s getting close, he pulls out of her mouth, takes half a step back and pumps his cock until he shoots a load all over her face. One spurt hits her mouth and lips and another lands on her forehead and into her hair. Another on her cheek.
“Damn! You are a pro at sucking cock. Never would have guessed it. I’m so glad you left your computer in my car.”
She feels used but also deeply satisfied.
He goes and grabs her a towel so she can clean up and then gets himself dressed.
“Thanks for a wonderful night…and morning. Good luck on your presentation.” And like that, he walks out of the room.
When he leaves, she realizes she doesn’t even know his name. She quickly grabs her phone and opens the Uber app to see who had had his way with her.
Somehow, she pulls herself together, takes a shower, puts on a smart skirt suit, packs up her laptop, and orders another Uber to the client’s office. She makes the perfect pitch and they are thoroughly impressed. They place a larger order than she had even hoped for.
She calls her husband from the airport with the good news but feels very nervous talking to him, knowing that she’ll have to go to her grave with the previous night’s secret. When she gets home her husband is waiting for her with a delicious home cooked dinner to celebrate the successful trip. “See, all that worry for nothing. I told you you’d land the contract. I’m so proud of you.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yh08go/the_laptop_f43_m27_reluctancenonconsent_cheating