A Cockroach Called "Nick"

A cockroach called "Nick."

My wife and her friends have a cockroach in the office.

The usual disclaimers, I do not write cuck stories, I do not write about Hotwives. Generally speaking I write intervention stories.

I generally do not write stories that involve wives being burned at the stake. If you want to read about those types of characters its time to move on to other stories.

Once again I write stories for the one or two people who like my stories, I also write stories I like to read about, otherwise why write a story I dislike?

I looked at my wife coming down the stairs. She looked beautiful, as always. She was wearing an elegant black evening dress and it fitted her 45 year slim body perfectly. The dress was low cut, but not so much her breasts would fall out.

Well, not unless she jumps up and down and leans forward a lot. The hem of the dress was just above her knees. Her legs are slim and toned. She works out two or three times a week at the local gym and I go with her as much as I can. She even looks beautiful wearing leggings and a t-shirt or shorts and a crop top.

My wife's long black hair cascades over her neck and shoulders and bounces as she moves down the stairs. Luisa, is short, 5ft. 5in. But, with high heels she obviously appears taller. Not my height of 6ft. 1in. But still she enjoys the illusion of being taller.

As she reached the bottom step I took her hand and kissed it. "My love, you are gorgeous, honestly Luisa, you are truly beautiful. I am the luckiest man alive to be your husband." I said in admiration.

We have been married 20 years. We have two children, well young adults now, Martin and Lisa. Martin, is 16 years old and takes after me. He is tall slim and athletic.

Lisa, is 18, and takes after her mother, short, slim and athletic. Martin and Lisa are into football, they both play for local teams. Martin is a striker, Lisa a defender.

They are currently out with friends. At least that's what they told Luisa and I. They know what is going on tonight, and they did express an interest in being there, but Martin is far more into being with his friends while Lisa is happy being at home.

A few months ago, we had a family meeting when my wife came home and told me and our children about her new boss, Nick, and how it will affect us in the future when or if Luisa quits her job if nothing is done about Nick.

Luisa was ready and willing to just quit her job, but Lisa, Martin and myself talked her out of it, especially when Lisa's boyfriend, Jason Marconi, told her Nick has been trying to be with and seduce his mother, Carla Marconi, but he and his brothers and father George Marconi, intervened. They chased off Nick, but his family have heard that he won't let it go.

Since that evening, as a family, we have been in contact with my wife's HR department and the company owners, and we have planned something for the arsehole. All this planning ends tonight.

Luisa looked at me in my black shirt, my black jeans and my black tie and black jacket. Its as close I get to wearing a suit. I hate wearing suits. I only wear suits at weddings and funerals, and I have been to many funerals in my life.

"Gary, you look very handsome, and if I may say so, the typical tall dark stranger many romance writers talk about, and yes, I am lucky to be with you too my love. Now, let's get this over with. Everyone knows what should happen, so, just be your normal charming self."

She said smiling and kissing my cheek so her lipstick didn't smudge. I bowed my head in appreciation of her compliments.

"Everything will be fine. Everyone and everything is in place, and don't worry, I will be with you. He will not know what hit him." I smiled reassuringly.

"Gary, I know what you are capable of, I know your history Please, just try to control yourself, I know it will be hard to do, but please try." She earnestly.

"My love, don't worry I have dealt with people like him many times in the past. I will control myself, I promise." I said and hugged my wife.

We turned out the lights, closed the door and got into my car, A jet black Mazda 3. It is a comfortable car, definitely a "grown up" car.

It is fast, and it does turn heads. It is not flashy like a Mercedes or a BMW. My nature is not flashy. Luisa, myself and the children live modestly in a 5 bedroom house in a leafy suburb of Oxfordshire.

I currently work as a Manager of a warehouse while Luisa, works as a PA for a Director of a medical company. He is young and ambitious and he is also an arsehole.

Why is he an arsehole? Because, for the past 6 weeks, he has bombarded my wife with gifts and flowers. He has repeatedly asked my wife out on dates, and has even tried to intrude on her lunch and coffee breaks.

Fortunately, Luisa has many friends in the company. HR has got involved and tonight is the night to put an end to his infatuation with my wife.

Just so you know, Luisa told me about him trying to seduce her the very first day he bought her some flowers.

She had to physically stop me from driving to his house and beating the shit out of him. Don't get me wrong, I still want to beat the shit out of him, but I have agreed to let Luisa and her friend Clare in HR deal with him, yes do things legally.

Luisa has no interest in him. Then again, she has no interest in any other man. Our marriage is based on love, lots of sex, fun, trust and faithfulness. We both believe in being honest and faithful to each other.

If Luisa is asked to go out somewhere, we go as couple. We never go on separate holidays, and we do not go out with friends unless we are both asked.

Luisa does not go out on "GNO." I do not go out on "MNO" and yes, all our friends know this, so, there is no misunderstanding between any of our friends.

We have sex two or three times a week. The frequency is not that important to us, but, the intensity and the way we make love to each other is important.

Luisa is a passionate lover while I am more controlled, but I Luisa often brings out my passionate side. We both please each other physically and mentally. Luisa is always willing try something new.

We enjoy role-playing and Luisa enjoys mild BDSM. It is always tightly controlled and at anytime she can tell me to stop. I will never harm her and she knows that.

She trusts me enough to blind fold her, leave her naked on a bed and use toys on her. She, in turn, is happy to use any toys she likes on herself. I know that this probably makes me sound like a cave man, and very controlling, but I do not get tied up and no "toys" are used on me.

I give my wife pleasure while I don't expect it back, except in the traditional way, we don't use toys very often, just on special occasions.

Two nights ago, after once again being bombarded with compliments and gifts, Luisa came home, grabbed me, dragged me upstairs, ripped my clothes off, then let me rip her work clothes off.

Then, she grabbed me, pushed me on to the bed and sucked my cock until it was rock hard and then she mounted my cock and basically fucked me. She came twice and I came once, but it was a massive load.

Afterwards, we hugged and kissed and softly made love. I was in charge this time, I pleasured her and she soon forgot about Nick the arsehole and his feeble attempts at seduction.

No, Luisa does not get hot thinking about Nick. No, she does not cum thinking about Nick. She ravages me because of pure frustration. No one in power will do anything until Nicks parents come back from thier holiday.

So, after speaking to George and Carla, we hatched a plan to once and for all get rid of the arsehole. If it was up to me, I would have buried him a long time ago, and I do mean that literally, but Luisa wisely said it would attract too much attention, besides I have retired now.

I don't do that sort of thing anymore. Well, only on special occasions, and only for friends, and strictly only to men who fuck up marriages by fucking married women.

I will never understand why men fuck married women. There must be hundreds, if not thousands, of single women wanting to be fucked, so, why not fuck them?

Anyway, you get the picture, we are truly a happily married couple and truly in love with each other. So that is the background to our life.

Luisa counters Nick the arsehole attempts to be with her during her lunch breaks by messaging me, then driving home and we get together and we have lunch, and as I work close to where Luisa works we often meet up outside in the car park and go out to lunch.

Many times we have seen him carrying two coffee cups, obviously one for him and one for my wife. Luisa has assured me, and the HR manager, Clare, has spoken to me, and has also assured me that Nick has not actually said or done anything inappropriate in the workplace, at least not yet.

Yes, I know presents and flowers are not actually classed as harassment. He could, however, be charged with stalking, but that's a long shot. He is very careful to not say anything in front of anyone, but he is getting frustrated.

The HR manager, Clare, has insisted all office doors are left open, and when she can she has made sure someone is near my wife, so Luisa is never "alone" with Nick.

This, of course, is pissing Nick off, he keeps trying to be alone with my wife, but, so far, he is being frustrated, which is making him even more determined to fuck my wife.

Why haven't HR sacked him or warned him of his conduct? Well, he is the son of the owner, who is currently on a cruise with his wife.

Richard Jones and Martha Jones jointly run the medical company. They are away on holiday for 6 weeks. They left the arsehole in charge and, to them, he is a capable Director.

He is also a tall and handsome man, and yes he has a reputation for being pussy hound. But it seems his parents don't want to believe it, at least not yet.

Clare has contacted Richard and Martha, many times and has pointed out that several woman have made complaints against him.

But, they won't do anything until they get back to this country, and speak to thier son on person which by coincidence, was yesterday, Clare, her husband Craig, and me and Luisa and several other people from where Luisa works, mostly the married women the arsehole targeted, and thier husbands have got together and we have a plan.

Nick the arsehole is going to be our guest of honour at a bar Luisa and I know. He doesn't know his parents are coming to our get together.

He doesn't know they are in the country and that they have come home a day early. I'm guessing that Nick thinks he will get off with one the wives. When Luisa told him about the get together, he got very excited.

Luisa overheard him talking to someone on his phone and the words, "gangbang" "spit roast" and several other sex words were used, probably in relation to the women at the gathering.

You see, Nick is under the impression it is just the women and him, no husbands or boyfriends. Luisa and the other women have made it appear it will be his lucky night. They haven't told him that 5 pissed off husbands will be there waiting for him.

Also, no one has told him his parents will be there. It is, however, Luisa and my show, so, no one will get involved until. The venue for our night out is a pub/nightclub. It's a normal run of the mill pub during the day, but at night it becomes a nightclub.

The Venue:

We pull up to the pub and the owner of the pub, George Marconi, was waiting for us. Luisa and I got out of the car and George approached us. "Luisa, you look beautiful, far too good for this man," he said smiling at me.

We have known George for 10 years and every time he tries making a joke about us being married too long and why hasn't Luisa dumped me yet.

George himself has been married for 20 years to a beautiful Swedish woman, Carla, both he and Carla run the place. They are both the same age, 45, and devoted to each other.

George is 6ft. 3in. Tall and very broad shouldered and very muscular. He and his wife regularly join Luisa and I at the gym.

Over the years, he and his wife have become our good friends. We have been on family holidays together and regularly go to each others houses for BBQs and generally hang out together.

Carla is a very beautiful tall slim blonde haired Swedish woman, who in a previous life, was a fashion model. She still could be, but she doesn't want that life anymore. She is happy being a mother to her son's and helping out in the bar.

"You and Luisa are the last to arrive, except for the arsehole. Apparently he is on route, with two friends. Don't worry my son's are following him. Now, let's go inside and get this party started." He hugged Luisa and shook my hand.

George and Carla have four grown up son's who help out in the restaurant and the nightclub parts of the building. They are all tall and broad shouldered like their father.

George was very happy to host our night out, mainly because last weekend, he was at a local pub association meeting. Carla was left in charge of the pub with a her sons for company.

Nick and two friends were in the pub and they tried chatting up Carla through out the evening as the arsehole got more drunk.

When she shut them down, on a number of occasions, she told them to get lost, they didn't take no for an answer, that's when the four big men, thier son's, stepped in and persuaded them they should leave under thier own steam or they would throw them out

Nick and his two friends left. But not before issuing some drunken threats. Steven, Andrew, Stuart, and Jason were on security duty tonight. They were willing and able to have another "chat" with Nick.

Jason, the oldest, is 21. He is currently dating our daughter and we have made it very clear that we don't want any unexpected pregnancies, Lisa is on the pill so their should not be any unexpected pregnancies.

Apparently, Lisa wants to get married when she is 21 and when she is out of college, she has no plans to be a teenage mother but, of course, plans can change.

We went inside and Carla came over to us and hugged us both and she and Luisa hugged and touched cheeks. I looked at Carla,

"Ready for tonight?" I asked.

"Yes Gary, I have heard some very bad things about this "Nick" person. The women and husbands over there have been telling us how he has tried, and failed, to fuck all of them at one time or another. It seems his parents didn't know or didn't want to know what an arsehole he is, anyway, they are sitting over there, drinking coffee."

She motioned towards to an older couple sat at table.

"The wives have already spoken to his parents, but I think they still want to believe their son is not guilty of wrecking several marriages and almost causing several more marriages to end."

Luisa and I walked over to the older couple, "Good evening Sir, Madam, I hope you now understand what sort of man your son is. Those couples you spoke to used to work for you, but, because of your son, the wives left thier jobs. When the HR manager tried to intervene, she was warned about her job. So, let me just say, tonight you will see your sons true colours." I said looking at both of them.

Richard cleared his throat, "Gary, I am not doubting anyone's word about our son, however, I really want to see him hang himself with his own rope. The wheels are already in motion. If or when I see him make a play for your wife or anyone's wife, then I will take action. I will allow your wife and any other wife to get a certain amount of revenge, but I don't want any permanent physical harm done to him. He is my son, even if he is an arsehole."

Luisa stepped forward, "Richard, Martha, your son is a menace to all women. He is a serial misogynistic arsehole and he knows exactly what he is doing. His attempts at getting to have sex with us women is planned and very calculated. He does nothing without a plan first. However, he miscalculated with me and the other women, but we know he has caused several divorces."

She took a breath to calm herself down. "I maybe small, but I know how to hurt a man, and trust me on behalf of the women here and the ex wives I will make him regret his attempts to fuck me and the other women, and trust me if I hadn't persuaded my husband to let me handle things, you would not have a son anymore, so do not underestimate either of us."

Martha smiled and looked at her husband who was staring at my wife's chest but also he seemed surprised by her statement.

"Luisa, my dear, do not worry about hurting our son. It is high time he was taken down a peg or two. I will happily let you and your husband deal with him, and my dear, I have heard some very good things about you, just so you know, there will be a management role in your near future."

Martha looked around, "Now, you two go mingle, our son and his friends will be here soon, looking as you do, and seeing Carla dressed in that evening dress he will not be able to control himself. If he doesn't, well let's just say my husband and I will not see anything that happens. What happens in this room stays here, now, go have fun."

George took us to a booth with a table, Carla then joined us and George brought over some drinks, I don't drink alcohol, so it was diet Pepsi for me, Luisa and Carla shared a bottle of wine and George had a non alcoholic beer.

Primarily this was just another night out with friends, so, we set about having a good time. We ordered our food and made small talk and the subject of our daughter and their son came up.

"Don't worry Gary, our son knows not to cross any lines, your daughter is a level headed young woman, I am sure there won't be any problems." George said smiling.

"George, Gary is just being protective of our daughter, don't worry we trust your son and we trust our daughter." Luisa said while eating her steak and onion rings.

Carla laughed softly, "Our other sons are also very protective of Lisa, they treat her like a sister, so again, Gary, you have nothing to worry about." She said reassuringly.

"Hey, I can't help it if I am worried about our daughter, anyway we have had our talk, and she knows the rules." I said smiling.

We moved on to other topics, sport, tv programmes, any topics was fun, Luisa and I are very comfortable with George and Carla, and I think the feeling is mutual.

We finished our main course then moved on to desert, the ladies went for Ice Cream, George and I went for apple crumble and Ice cream.

Once again, we made small talk about life and our work, how George wants to expand the restaurant, and how their sons are doing more and more around the restaurant and nightclub.

The bar was filling up, it was now 8pm and it was time for George and his sons to get the music set up. He excused himself and with the help of his sons moved tables to the edge of room, it of course created a large dance floor.

Andrew and Steven brought over a mixing desk and computers for the music. Jason and Stuart went and got changed into thier "security outfits."

When they both appeared quite a few women, both married and single approved of their outfits, they both looked intimidating in their black suits.

I happened to turn towards the back of the restaurant, and there coming through the back door, was Lisa, looking like a woman of 25, not an 18 year old.

She wore a long evening dress and looking closely, I could see she had high heeled shoes on. Normally she wore flat shoes. She was obviously copying her mother.

The dress was modest, and reached well below her knees. Nothing particularly was on show, but like her mother, its hard to hide her curves.

"Excuse me ladies, I need to attend to something." I said getting up abruptly.

Luisa and Carla looked at me but didn't see Lisa, she was hiding behind the DJs mixing desk. I made a bee line for her and she quickly saw me and at first was worried, then she smiled.

"Hey, Dad, um sorry, I wanted to watch Jason at work."

"Lisa, what are you doing here? This is supposed to be a closed event, anyway now that you are here, you might as well go talk to your boyfriend then come over to our table." I said in a neutral voice.

I am a calm and understated person, I rarely get angry and I rarely shout at people, but everyone knows when I am annoyed or upset.

I keep tight control on my emotions. The only person who really knows my true emotional state is my wife, and my children.

Luisa has been a godsend to me. My early life was not a life most people want. I used to work for a certain British agency that dealt with international crime and international terrorism.

I was part of a "Strike back." Squad. The clue is in the name. We are a small island, and we do not have much influence in the world anymore.

However, we are very well capable of defending ourselves, and if me or my squad got the order we took out our targets.

Yes, we all got bloody and yes it was generally up close and personal. The idea was the target was made aware of the reason they were a target.

Anyway, it got to the point I was having nightmares and my effectiveness was not what it should be, so, I "retired" I stopped being the person I was. I met Luisa on a blind date, set up by my former colleagues, and the rest is history.

Yes, Luisa knows all about my previous life and history. Sometimes, I think she knows when I am thinking about the past. She will always hug me and kiss me and make me realise life is worth living.

Anyway, this is all inconsequential. I could deal with Nick by myself or ask help from my former colleagues, but, I am not that person. These days, I play by the rules, or at least I don't break them.

"Lisa, let's go and sit with your mother and our friends, I am sure Jason will see you and come over to chat with you. By the way, you look beautiful tonight, Jason is a lucky man." We linked arms and walked across the dance floor to our table.

"Lisa, what are you doing here?" my wife said standing up not looking happy.

"Sorry Mum, I couldn't resist seeing you and Dad in action, and of course I wanted to see Jason, he looks great in that suit."

She said smiling at everyone.

Carla and George laughed, "Gary, she is definitely your daughter. She has your wife's looks and your bloody mindedness. Well Lisa sit down, one of the staff will get you some food and a drink, you can't see Jason at the moment he is on duty, but I am sure he will drop by at some point tonight." Carla said signalling to a member of staff.

Lisa placed an order for food and a glass of coke. We fell into an easy conversation about Jason, about Lisa's studies, and once again, it was friendly and we were genuinely having fun.

The music started and all the couples were up and dancing, a few men we didn't know approached Carla and Lisa and Luisa, but they turned them down.

Carla instead came over to the table grabbed hold of her husband and dragged him out to the dance, Luisa did the same with me.

We danced to some fast songs and the occasionally slow song, but, by the fourth song George and I needed a rest. So, we left the wives to dance with each other. Lisa got up and danced with them.

They were all good dancers, far better than George and me. Several men and surprisingly severely women tried to dance close to them, but Lisa and Luisa and Carla brushed them off, politely of course.

At one point, a young man about Lisa's age was too insistent, I was going to get involved but George put his hand on my arm. "Don't worry my friend, Jason has things under control." He smiled.

Jason and his brother were talking quietly with the young man, he looked scared stiff. He apologised to Lisa and went back to his friends.

Lisa went up and hugged Jason then carried on dancing with Carla and my wife. It was at that moment Nick the arsehole came through the door with two men friends.

They were all dressed casually in jeans and shirts and jackets.

They went straight to the bar and ordered drinks. George and myself and the brothers all watched them. I glanced over and saw Nicks parents looking at him, when they got thier drinks they found a table, Nick looked around and saw Luisa and Carla dancing together, then he obviously noticed Lisa. I looked at Nicks parents and they were both looking intently at their son.

Nick immediately stood up and walked towards the dance floor, he bowed and looked directly at Lisa.

"You must be Lisa. The photo of you and your family on your mothers desk doesn't do you justice. You are more beautiful than your mother. No offence Luisa, while you are gorgeous, your daughter is even more gorgeous. I look forward to getting to know both of you better." He said with a smirk.

He then turned to Carla, "Carla my dear, you too look gorgeous tonight, I can't believe your husband would allow you to dance by yourself, and Luisa, where is your husband? It doesn't matter. Luisa I have tried to be subtle with you, but it obviously hasn't worked. So, here is the deal, you spend the weekend with me and my friends and you will be given a massive pay rise and you will get promoted. Don't worry, it will just be a one time deal. I won't touch you ever again, however, now I have met your daughter, I want to her part of the deal." He smirked again as he stared at Lisa.

Lisa was obviously shocked and was actually backing away from Nick. My wife however, stepped up towards him and before he could stop her she slapped him so hard he fell over and landed on his arse.

His friends helped him up, he was furious. "You, fucking bitch, you will pay for that, you are fired! Do not come back to work! Now come here bitch, you need some manners taught to you!" He started towards my wife who obviously looked scared faced with a very angry bigger man.

Nick actually smiled as he tried to grab Luisa's arm, but I was already up and running. I grabbed his arm and in one move twisted his arm behind his back, with another sharp movement I broke it.

The music had stopped and everyone heard the break, he cried out in pain. His two friends tried to grab me from behind, but Jason and his brother stepped in and grabbed them. We dragged them over to a couple of chairs. We quickly tied them to three chairs, Nick was crying in pain but I could see he was also angry.

At that point, Carla and the other women from the company stepped forward and all 5 of them slapped Nick twice. First a back hand then a forehead. Then the women punched Nick in the balls but Carla went a step further and kicked him in the balls.

Luisa followed suit, except she punched Nick in the face breaking his nose, then she kicked him in the balls. Then surprisingly, Lisa stepped forward and slapped him, and she then punched him in the balls.

By this point Nick was literally a crying blood covered mess. Any bravado and bullishness was gone, he just kept groaning.

George smiled at me, "My friend, you have two kick ass women there, and my wife is definitely a kick ass woman, I think we are done here." He said signalling the bar staff to pass around glasses of champagne.

It was at that point Nicks parents stood up, they walked over to thier son, they were both absolutely raging, but not with the wives. They were angry with thier son.

His father looked him up and down, "To think you are my son. I am so disappointed in you. Apparently you are who they say you are, you are the scum of the earth who preys on married women. You are the arsehole who has ended several marriages by blackmailing several wives into sex. Apparently you can't actually find a single woman to be with you. I do not know how or why your mother and I failed to bring you up correctly."

He stepped away and his mother slapped her son hard across the face. "Nick, you stupid arrogant prick! Like your father said, I don't understand where we went wrong. However, just so you know, Luisa is getting your job. She is very qualified and very capable of doing your job. Your two arsehole friends are also fired and will never work in this industry or this town ever again! You however are a different matter."

Nick actually smiled, "So, mother, what are you going to do to me?" he said arrogantly.

His father stepped forward again, "I have a business colleague who is opening a new office. He needs a post boy to take care of the mail. The office is in Alaska. The town is called "Barrow." It is at the very tip of country, where it is dark 5 months of the year and even in the summer it is minus 20 degrees on a good day. All your stuff is packed. Your "friends" stuff is also packed. They will be escorted out of the country. If they ever return, I will inform my associates and they will make sure they never come back. Now, our new friends are going to untie you. There is a van waiting outside. Get in that van and do not come back to this country, ever! You are on your own. Your mother and I are finished with you."

He turned and nodded to Jason and his brothers who manhandled Nick outside. They dumped him and his friends in the van. Richard and Martha turned and looked around, Richard then spoke to my wife.

"Luisa, I expect to see you on Monday 8am sharp, just so you know, the dress code for women managers is flexible, but no short skirts and no shirts exposing cleavage, apart from that use your own judgement in clothing, you obviously get a clothing allowance, so if you need to buy anything just send us the bill." He then shook Luisa's hand.

Luisa was all smiles, "Thank you Richard, I won't let you down."

Richard then turned to me, "Sorry Gary, I can't kill my own son, but, in a different country, anything can happen. It is a very inhospitable land, a place where there are no women for him to hassle. Well maybe some female soldiers, but I can't imagine them falling for his bullshit. He will probably die anyway. Who knows he might learn something. Anyway, anything you need from us let us know."

He turned to the other women, "If any of you want to re-join our company please do so, you will be properly compensated and you will get a good pay rise, any adverse records against you will be destroyed. You will all be reinstated with full back pay."

The women and their husbands looked at each other and agreed to accept the offer. Additionally, Richard asked them to reach out to the wives who split from their husbands. He asked them to contact him and he would pay for the best therapists money can buy.

He will also make sure all the couples have a chance to get back together, if they want to. They all left very happy people. They all shook my hand and Luisa and George and Carla and their sons hands.

Finally Richard looked at Lisa, "Lisa, apparently you want some work experience in an office. Well join your mother on Monday, you can work with one of our female colleagues. Who knows you might like it here." He said smiling.

Lisa was stunned, "Ummm thank you, yes I would love to work with my mother, thank you." She ran over to Jason who hugged and kissed her.

Luisa walked over to me and kissed me, "Well my hero, your job is done now, let's go home, I want to reward my gallant Knight."

I shook Richards hand and tried to shake Martha's hand but she pulled me into a hug, "Go my dear, your reward awaits." She said smiling.

George and Luisa hugged and Carla and I hugged, then we had one drink together and Lisa, Luisa and me went home, Lisa pointedly grabbed some headphones and went to her room.

Luisa and I made love, passionately, lovingly and then fast and hard, first she rode my cock then she sucked my cock and then finally bent over the bed spread her cheeks.

She said "This is yours my love, choose your hole my love either one is fine with me."

She panted rubbing her nipples on the bed and playing with her vagina. Well first I fucked her arse, then after cleaning up I fucked her vagina. It was definitely a well received reward.

Epilogue:

They all lived happily ever after except Nick who unfortunately died in a tragic tree accident, a tree accidentally fell on him, it wasn't me, I was in England with my family, I was nowhere near Barrow, Alaska.

We still go drinking and dancing with George and Carla, Jason proposed to Lisa last week, then he asked me if it was okay, I pointed out if he broke Lisa's heart I would break his heart and every bone in his body, he got the message.

The End.

Writers note: Several writers have a character called "Nick" in thier stories, they have had him chasing after married women, this "Nick" character in thier stories breaks up marriages, cucks husbands and basically is an arsehole, apparently some writers think its erotic to write about a character fucking up a marriage, well I do not think the idea of being cucked and a marriage being destroyed by such a character is erotic or fun or romantic.

So, this character "Nick" character in my story is based on the arsehole in various stories written by other writers. I hope this doesn't count as copying, or copy writing.

Anyway I think Nick got his just deserts, which in the other stories he won't because the writers love him so much.

Oh and by the way thank you to my two readers, I hope you both enjoyed this fun tongue in cheek story.

GarySmith69.