I think my hot coworker is going to ruin my marriage.

Now I’ve always had a bit of a flirty friendship with Cookie. She’s cute and we’ve known each other for a few years now. We met at work and we probably could have dated if either of us had been single. I was the head chef and she was my front of house counterpart. Dolly knew about my entirely platonic work girlfriend and really it was innocent enough anyway. She even trusted me to hang out with Cookie, though she clearly seethed with jealousy the few times I did. She confronted me one evening, after the second time I hung out with Cookie after work. We had a beer together and I was home a little late. Okay a lot late, it was like 2 am.

“You’re home late.” Dolly was clearly not amused, she crossed her arms and I’m pretty sure went to stomp a foot but decided better of it before completing the action. My adorable five foot and a half inch wife knew I’d laugh at her if she actually stomped her foot at me. She had her dark brown hair up in a messy bun and was in underwear and a tank top, she was probably in bed moments ago.

“Uh… Yeah, I had a beer with work friends after we finished up. We hung out in the bar at the restaurant. I messaged you.”

“Did you hang out with Cookie?”

“I mean yeah Cookie was there. It was her and the front of house crew as they closed up the bar.” Dolly was clearly conflicted and she twisted her face up in something I think must have been suppressed rage or tears. I’d never cheat on her but I think the innocent work girlfriend thing was getting to her. “Darling I’m sorry I’m home so late, but we talked about this, I’m allowed to hang out with friends after work sometimes, right?”

Dolly stormed off to the bedroom. We made up later that night once I had cleaned up and made it to bed, but she clearly had some insecurities about Cookie. It took an hour of reassuring Dolly that I loved her and that I’d never leave her before we had our usual make up sex that followed pretty much any argument.

Dolly was a complicated creature. She had pretty wild fantasies in the privacy of our own bedroom, but would regularly need assurance that these fantasies were to remain fantasy only. Some of her kinks were a little weird for me at first, but the rough stuff she wanted definitely grew on me. I’d been practicing being a better dom for her and she’d taken to calling me Daddy when we were feeling particularly spicy. I hated it, at first, but it too grew on me. Daddy, and she was whatever degrading abasement that fancied me at that moment.

She’d acquired new kinks over our years together, but we frequently revisited our commitment to monogamy. It was exhausting sometimes, because really truly I never thought I would cheat on my wife, but I did my best to soothe her insecurities all the same. You might think that she’s projecting her insecurities or whatever but it’s not like that. She just somehow doesn’t see how much of a catch she is, but readily sees me as one. Dolly is gorgeous, has huge tits for her petite frame, an ass I fell in love with at first sight, and a face that could absolutely cut it in kpop. She is beyond pretty, but she says she’s too short to be pretty if I shower her with too many compliments. My beautiful wife is also basically a neet. She spends 10 or so hours a day working from home and her other waking hours watching anime or acquiring pets. She takes frequent naps, role plays in magical girl anime fan fiction forums, and would have continued bringing animals home if I hadn’t put a stop to it at two dogs and two cats. Somehow we have three dogs anyway, but she reasoned we lived in a larger house now than when we decided on only two dogs. Now we had the room for it, so we got the third dog. Tank animals also don’t count towards any sort of pet limit cap, apparently, so we also have few of those. An iguana, a snake, and a community fish aquarium. She does video calls with her coworkers and customers all day and she wears a loose sweatshirt and yoga pants at all times. She’s uncomfortable with the attention she gets from men and women alike when she shows her breasts. She is the actual breadwinner in our house and I’m just the cute trophy husband with a shit career. I know something good when I have it, so Dolly gets away with most things. You could steer the storm that was Dolly but if you pushed too hard once she’d made a decision you were likely to start a fight. Which often was fine because it meant make up sex. Small as she is, she has a fierce, fiery soul. She’s an Aries and would probably tell you as much if you met her, if that helps explain her at all.

Her latest obsession though is threesomes. It happened during a shroom trip. Both of our first shroom trips, actually. We’d been thinking about trying shrooms for a long time and we finally set a date to do it. It was to be on my birthday. I acquired some shrooms from a coworker and anxiety ate us up as the day approached. We ended up having a great time, but we were so nervous prior to trying it. I wanted to try a micro dose, but Dolly said she wanted to do the whole dose. I had only purchased a single normal sized dose to begin with, so we settled for splitting that. I couldn’t bitch out of trying shrooms if Dolly was willing to dive into them. We ground our shrooms and shot it back with some lime juice, which is supposed to enhance the trip or something. We watched things shimmer and wiggle as the shrooms expanded our minds and had really fantastic passionate sex. It was while laying in that sloppy, sweaty aftermath that she said it.

“I think it’d be really hot if we had a threesome with your friend Cookie. Do you think she’d be interested?” She lay naked and bare her breasts unashamed, sticky with sweat and semen.

The question took me a little by surprise but that feeling was background to the honest truth, somehow easier to share while in this altered state of mind.

“Yeah, I think she’d be down. You’d want to? What about monogamy and all that?”

We had a long, deep conversation about sex and monogamy. We decided during that enhanced state that we should have a threesome with my friend Cookie and that monogamy was lame anyway.

We fucked again after that, my petite cum dumpster gushing from sperm I’d already pumped her full of as well as her own wetness anew as we fantasized about Cookie. I could barely help but to cum again as I slid my thick cock deeper and deeper into my wife’s tight and very slippery pussy. I rammed my entire length into her cervix and she cried out in pleasure. She told me in breathy gasps, on the cusp of another orgasm, about how she wants to shove her face into my balls while I fucked my friend. She’d guide my cock into her cunt and be right there for the first penetration. She’d hungerly slobber over my balls and be poised and ready to slurp up every single drop of my seed that escaped as I fucked Cookie’s pussy to a thick white froth. This was the occasion I fucked my wife’s IUD out. My poor, easily embarrassed wife had to explain to her doctor that it fell out. She was so embarrassed to tell them even just vaguely how it happened, but she did. I found this extremely hilarious and told my coworkers about that part of my birthday adventures.

Cookie was a vision of perfection. She was the caramel goddess I lusted for so badly but only ever satiated with facsimiles of her in porn. I’d always had a thing for darker skinned girls but I’d never had an opportunity to explore that, and Dolly knew that. I’d long since accepted that I’d moved past that point in my life, and likely would never have the opportunity. I was okay with that, but it added to Dolly’s insecurities I’m sure, especially those involving Cookie. Anytime Dolly caught me masturbating it was often to porn of a girl that looked kind of like her. Porn was never a problem though, we never hid it from each other, but I think she felt the need to claim my cock for herself anytime she caught me edging to a dark mocha slut slobbering on a fat white cock. She’d kneel and have me finish in her mouth and insist I continue watching my video sometimes. More often though, when it was a Cookie look alike, she’d sit on my lap and ride me hard until I came inside of her. Porn proxies of cookie we’re never quite right though. I could find a girl who’s ass was close, round and in my face as she bent over, her delicious dripping lips begging to receive my cock. I could find scrumptious perky tits, and I deeply imagined sucking Cookie’s nipples while instead sucking on my wife’s nipples if I ever wanted to cum pretty much immediately. But no porn starlet had it all or matched her raw beauty, impossibly perky tits, phenomenal bubble butt, and endlessly horny persona. Cookie once whispered the word “undercookie” into my ear when I asked her for a single word to describe her skin tone. It was friendly banter on a busy night in the restaurant. We’d been chatting as she zipped in and out of the kitchen, tending to her tables as I worked expo. It was seductive and intensely arousing and she knew exactly what she was doing. It was a bit of an escalation from our usual flirtations. I fell into an instant crush at that point with my best work friend. Dangerous, but literally everyone wanted to fuck this girl and the only reason she so openly flirted with me is because I was completely impervious to her advances. I wanted her, sure. But she was off limits and I have incredible self control. She liked to take advantage of that, often making the other boys jealous in the process. She’d met my wife even on a few occasions as she came in for a bite to eat. Cookie was my greatest frustration at work but she was also my best server and in general shifts with her were a lot more fun than without. She was an agent of chaos but you couldn’t argue with her results. The girl could milk a table like no other.

Things did improve from there regarding Dolly’s insecurities. She did backtrack a little though, clarifying that she thought a threesome might be better left to the realm of fantasy once she examined the idea with a clear head. She was still a little insecure, I could tell, but Dolly was substantially more chill about me hanging out late after work and I took to doing so a couple nights a week.

The solstice was coming up and I usually host a small bonfire gathering. We roast beast, drink too much, smoke things, and vaguely observe some pagan traditions. One of my buddies inevitably gets naked because according to them it’s not a solstice party unless someone dances naked around a fire. I invited Cookie and a bunch of other coworkers over this year and Cookie and Dolly actually seemed to hit it off. They bonded in their mutual hatred of the rest of them, but at least it was something. They retreated indoors together very early in the evening. I stayed out and kept the bonfire going for a while but eventually ditched my own gathering, leaving a handful of kitchen guys and a few naive servers alone and intoxicated in my backyard. I went in to find Dolly and Cookie and found they had also continued the party, a bottle of Hendrick’s gin uncapped on the table evidence to this.

“Hi ladies.” They were probably sloshed but Cookie was in full charmer mode. She was the absolute best personal hype person you could ask for but what was she up to here?

“I can’t believe you two have never hooked up. I mean look at her, look at you. There’s a painful amount of sexual tension in this room.” Dolly blurted it out with a slight slur as soon as I entered the room. It was really out of character for her and it took me by surprise. I chalked it up to alcohol.

Panic fired through me and it must have been plain as day because Cookie looked deeply amused. “Of course we haven’t. You know I’d never cheat on you.” I said to my wife before shooting Cookie a glare for her lack of help here.

“You should.” Dolly said bluntly, less slur in her words now. It was barely a week ago that we had our shroom trip, but after that we decided extra marital affairs should stay in the realm of fantasy, or so I thought. We’d firmly established we’d both never cheat and I meant it.

“I uh… What?” I was drunk but not that drunk. This had to be a trap

“You really should.” Cookie circled me, putting a hand on my chest and running it gently down to my crotch, looking me in the eyes as she assessed my package manually for the first time. Her hand caressed my suddenly painfully engorged penis and she only broke eye contact with me to visually assess what her hand was exploring. “Wow, you’re thick.” She said in a hushed tone, whispered into my ear quietly enough that Dolly couldn’t quite hear.

“Look at her. She’s so much hotter than me. I know you want to fuck her. So do it. I want to watch.”

“You’re drunk, I think we sh-”

“Sshh.” Cookie raised a single finger to my mouth.

“The sexual tension between the two of you is ridiculous.” Dolly stumbled over the last word. She seemed tapped out, her limit was two, maybe three drinks and I’m sure she’d had more than that. I was surprised she hadn’t thrown up.

I looked to Cookie. She was giving those same fuck me eyes she shot to me playfully at work, but these were different. There was an actual thirst behind them. I looked to my wife for positive, unambiguous confirmation.

“You’re sure?” I was sure I was going to regret this.

“Yes.” She said it in a pretty feisty tone. Dolly could be a bit of a brat but if there’s anywhere I’m always in charge, it’s in the bedroom. Dolly is submissive to the core, and I am nothing but raw dominance when it comes to the kinky sex we have.

“Ask nicely then.” I erased any trace of trepidation from this command.

Dolly gave me a look that told me there was probably precum dribbling down her leg already. “Can I watch while you fuck your work girlfriend please, Daddy?”

“Fine, be a good slut wife and be sure to watch closely as I empty every last drop into Cookie, Babydoll.” My own boldness took me by surprise. This was a fantasy roleplay reserved for the privacy of our bedroom and I just said it in front of the object of my obsessions. But if I was going to do this at all it was going to be with confidence.

My mind was running wild. I was beyond nervous and I was pretty sure Dolly would change her mind about this later. Even in my clouded state, cock rock hard and straining painfully against my jeans, I knew this was a bad idea. I was beyond fed up with the insecurities from Dolly about Cookie though. And I really, really wanted to fuck her. Cookie surely put this idea in her head and I never admired the cunning genius of a person more than in that moment. We were actually about to fuck after years of pent up tensions. A few drinks and Cookie could talk her way into selling any bottle of wine to any table, and make them feel good about it regardless of how poor of a financial decision it was. Getting my drunk and horny wife on board with this idea probably wasn’t all that hard.

Cookie was wearing some silly cat ears and a cross wrap tank top that made her tits look really, really good. “You’re sure about this?” I asked, awkward and unsure of how to proceed, her hand having never actually stopped caressing my cock I realised.

“I’ll be a good Kitten for you Daddy, can I please have your milk?”

I came hard just at her words. A gooey mess in my pants and my wife and friend both watched it happen.

“My god…” I was flabbergasted. I didn’t think I could have wanted to fuck this girl any more than I already did until she licked up my neck and whispered something in my ear that had me instantly rock hard once again.

She bit my ear just a little as she breathed the words. “It’s okay if you want to cum inside me next time, Daddy.”

I kissed her hard then, pressing my crotch against her, damp already with my sperm. I threw her down into the chaise lounge and moved her tank top aside to grab a breast. It felt just as heavenly as I imagined it would, and I took her nipple into my mouth and began twirling my tongue around it. Cookie writhed and moaned with pleasure. After barely a moment of this she moved to remove my jeans and I took the moment to check on how Dolly was doing. She was looking like she might pass out on the couch.

“Uh, Cookie? She’s falling asleep.” I said, unsure if we should proceed.

“I mean, I figured she would. I’m surprised it took this long.” Cookie said in an amused tone, again quietly so as to not be heard by Dolly.

“Fair point.” I realized for the briefest moment Dolly wanted to guide my cock in herself for the very first penetration. She was going to eat my cum out of Cookie’s pussy I remembered with the slightest tinge of guilt. “Oh well.” I mused just before pulling Cookie’s panties aside. I teased my tip in just a little, finding her to be pleasantly wet and ready for me. I couldn’t resist and I plunged my cock in, ever so slowly until the very base of my penis was swallowed. I pressed hard against her and kissed her just as deeply. She got her way after all. My wonderful, devious, succubus of a friend, and she got my wife’s blessing to do it. Absolutely unbelievable. She cried out into my mouth as my girth stretched her.

“You’re so big Daddy! Please give me your milk?” She moaned out, loud enough that Dolly might have been woken. I didn’t bother looking.

“I have plenty of milk coming for you, Kitten.” I whispered into her ear. Our lovemaking was raw and passionate. Her cunt felt better than I could have even imagined, somehow even tighter than Dolly’s. We made out like thirsty adolescents as I rocked my hips harder and harder into her. I bent my head down to lick her nipples again as I began to thrust my entire length in and out of her sweet cunt. I knew I was hitting her cervix because I could feel her IUD poking the head of my dick just like with Dolly, but I didn’t slow down for even a moment.

“I’m gonna cum.” I told her in hushed tones.

“Can I cum too, please Daddy? Can I cum with you as you pump me full of your milk?”

“Fuck, yes! Please cum with me, Kitten.” I barely got the words out as we both crescendoed with pleasure, my thick white load painting her cervix as I pounded a frothy mess into her.

We lay for a moment next to each other in silence. That was amazing. That was transcendent, and I didn’t know how I could be satisfied with my wife after experiencing such a vastly superior pussy. I think Cookie had similar thoughts, because she kissed me again then. We made out like lovers in the dark while my wife was passed out on the couch. I assume she missed pretty much everything but I really don’t know when she fell asleep or what she might have woken up for.

“We should have taken some pics for her or something.” I thought out loud.

“We still could.” Cookie said, barely taking her tongue out of my mouth to get the words out. I laughed at the thought. I could feel myself getting hard again. If I was blessed with anything it was stamina.

“Nah.” Was all I said before Cookies tits we’re back in my mouth and my cock was back in its new favorite pussy.

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Hi friends!

I’m u/TheShiniestUnicorn and I wrote this short story for my actual cuckquean wife. I do my best to satisfy my quean, and though my story here draws largely from real life, the names and specific events portrayed may have been changed from their original inspirations to protect the innocent.
I do get to have my favorite cake soon, though. She’s been out of town for a while but she’s finally back and we have plans for tomorrow! The wife is preggers, you see, and I haven’t been able to take my usual aggressions out on her beautiful cunt as a result.

Let me know what you think and if you’d like a part 2!

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o4l7jv/i_think_my_hot_coworker_is_going_to_ruin_my