-•MEGAN•-

I turn around and kiss Christian, his mouth hot and demanding on mine.

His hands roams over my back, then down to my ass, gripping it hard enough to make me gasp into his mouth.

Damn, I love the feeling of his hands claiming me, right here in front of Issac.

"Stop this! Stop this instant!" Isaac growls from the chair.

I break the kiss and glance at him from the corner of my eye.

His face is flushed, his eyes wide and wild, a vein pulsing in his neck.

I smile, loving every bit of the reaction on his face.

I want to see more.

Christian trails kisses down my neck, nibbling lightly at the sensitive skin.

"Oh... fuck..." I moan, my voice shaky.

His hand glides down my side, brushing over my hip, sending sparks of heat wherever it touches.

I take Christian's hand, guiding us closer to Isaac, stopping just inches away, directly in front of him.

Slowly, I sink to my knees on the tile floor.

"Please, Megan, stop," Isaac begs.

I ignore him.

My fingers move to Christian's belt, undoing the buckle with a loud click that echoes in the room.

I unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper.

Sliding my hand inside his boxers, I wrap around his cock, and immediately a gasp escapes me.

His cock is so fucking big and thick, already hard and throbbing in my hand.

I pull it free from his pants, staring at it, stunned by the size.

"Don't just stare at my cock," Christian says, his voice a low rumble. "Start stroking it."

"Shut the fuck up!" Isaac snarls, yanking at the ropes. The chair jolts. "She's my fucking wife, you pervert!"

I glance at Isaac, his face twisted in agony, his jaw so tight it looks like it might crack.

I smile. "Your wife?" I say. "You should have thought about that before you cheated on me."

Turning back to Christian, I lean forward, letting my tongue trace a slow stripe from the base of his cock to the tip.

"God, Meg..." he groans, his hands tangling in my hair. "Argghhh... fuck... yeah..."

"Stop it, Meg," Isaac's voice breaks.

"No!" I snap, not even sparing Isaac a glance.

I wrap my hand around Christian's cock, stroking it, then spit into my palm, the sound wet and messy, and use it to slick him up.

My other hand joins in, twisting my wrists as I work his cock with both hands.

"Shit... yes, don't stop," Christian moans, his hips pushing into my touch. "You're driving me crazy."

I tilt my head, keeping my eyes locked on Isaac as I continue, enjoying every reaction I get from both of them.

Christian grunts above me. "Fuck yeah, just like that."

"You win, Megan!" Isaac shouts. "I'm so fucking sorry for cheating on you!"

"I know you are," I say, not stopping my strokes.

"Then why are you doing this to me?"

"Because," I pant, spitting on Christian's cock again to keep it slick, "I love the look on your face right now."

I lean in, taking the head of his cock into my mouth.

I suck just the swollen tip, tasting salt and skin.

Gosh, just the head of his cock is already too big for my mouth.

Will his cock even fit in my pussy?

I hope it does... I can't back out now, not with Isaac here.

I swirl my tongue around the head of Christian's cock, then take it deeper, stretching my mouth wide to take all of it.

Bobbing my head, I pull back with a wet pop, my lips sliding over his cock as I tease every inch I can.

"Don't tease, suck it properly, darling," Christian commands, tightening his hold on my hair.

He wraps his other hand around his cock and slaps my cheek with it.

"Open up," he orders, and I obey.

Then he pushes my mouth back down onto his cock, forcing me to take it deep.

I gag immediately, tears springing to my eyes.

I pull back slightly, then began sucking his cock, setting a slow, steady rhythm.

Every chance I get, I glance at Isaac, taking in his angry, frustrated expression.

He keeps struggling against the ropes, muscles straining, but it's useless, and I can't help smiling at his futile efforts.

The room fills with wet, gagging sounds, my chin slick with spit as I continue sucking Christian's cock relentlessly.

"Fuck, darling... just like that," Christian groans.

His pre-cum drips onto my tongue, bitter and warm.

He lets go of my hair and grips both sides of my head, pushing until his cock hits the back of my throat.

I gag hard, my body convulsing with each thrust.

"God... you're so good at this," Christian pants, tightening his grip on my head. "Don't stop... don't even think about stopping."

I manage a muffled sound around his cock, shaking my head slightly, but keep going, determined to obey.

"Ngghh! Yes... fuck, yes!" he hisses, driving his cock deep, the head pressing against the back of my throat, making me gag.

He holds me in place, refusing to let me pull away, and I clutch his thighs for support.

My throat felt like it was about to burst.

Unable to bear the pressure any longer, I tap on Christian's thigh.

He pulls back, and I gasp, sucking in air.

I turn to Isaac, catching my breath. "His cock is so fucking big," I rasp. "I can't wait to have it in my pussy."

"You don't have to do this, Megan," Isaac says, his voice tight with tension.

"I know," I reply, holding his gaze, "but I will."

I turn back, taking Christian's cock into my mouth again.

Guiding my head, Christian drives his cock into my mouth with brutal, relentless thrusts.

I choke and gag with every push, the sounds wet and messy.

"Ggrrgggg... take my fucking cock in your mouth," Christian growls.

After a few more thrusts, I feel his cock pulse in my mouth.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum!" he hisses, hips jerking.

The first hot streak of his cum hits the back of my throat.

"Swallow it. Swallow all of my fucking cum, darling," he grunts, pressing his cock harder into my mouth as he comes.

When he finishes, he pulls back, letting his cock slip from my mouth.

I lean back slightly, gasping for air, then lock eyes with Isaac as I swallow Christian's cum.

"That," I say, wiping my chin, "was so fucking delicious."

I catch sight of tears welling in Isaac's eyes, spilling over and streaking down his cheeks.

His tears send a thrill through me, but at the same time, a tiny sting of guilt pricks my chest.

Before I can process it, Christian's hands are on me.

He lifts me effortlessly from the floor, hooks his hands beneath the backs of my thighs, and carries me to the bed.

He sets me down with my legs spread, facing Isaac.

"Mmhmmm..." I gasp.

Without wasting a second, Christian moves to my right side, just beside my legs.

Grabbing the sheer fabric of my leggings, he tears them apart with a sharp rip, exposing my g-string panties.

I yelp.

He shifts my g-string panties aside, leaving my pussy completely exposed to Isaac's gaze.

Christian drags a finger slowly through my wet folds.

"Your pussy is so fucking pretty," he murmurs.

"Fuck off, man!" Isaac sobs, struggling violently. "You need to be arrested for this!"

I can see Isaac's face bulge with rage and I want more of it.

I want him to drown in regret.

Christian laughs. "I can't be arrested, man. It's consensual."

He lifts my right leg, bending me just enough for Isaac to see, then slides under my knee and drags a slow, flat lick up my pussy.

"Oh, fuck." I arch my back as a shiver shoots through me.

He licks my pussy again, then buries his face between my thighs and starts sucking on my clit.

I throw my head back, completely overwhelmed.

The pleasure is almost too much, and with Isaac watching, it feels even more intense.

I turn to look at Isaac, only to find him staring the other way, not at me.

"Issac, look at me," I demand, breathless.

"No," he chokes out. "I can't."

"Look at me!"

"No!"

Rage flashes through me.

Shoving Christian's head away from my pussy, I scramble to my feet, legs trembling.

I stagger to Isaac's wardrobe, yank it open, and pull out a thick brown folder of his office documents.

These are crucial, and everything for his big promotion is inside.

I move back to Isaac and grab his chin, forcing his face toward mine. "Look at me."

He squeezes his eyes shut.

I hold the folder up in front of his face. "If you don't look at me, I will fucking shred all of your documents. Every single page."

His eyes snap open, wide with horror. "You wouldn't dare."

I lean in close, my lips almost brushing his ear. "Dare me."