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In Too Deep, Book 3, Part 7
🕑 Added 2024-09-10 13:00:13 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 28: The Video, Redux
“What the fuck is this?” I asked Julia.
On the large, mounted screen, the video was crystal clear and amazingly high definition despite the low lighting of the room being recorded. Brandon was seated in a love seat, watching Amanda sway before him to the throbbing beat of the club.
“This is what your wife gets up to when you’re not around,” Julia said. She hopped up onto the conference table, crossing her legs and twisting around to watch the screen. “This is from just last night.”
“No…”
“Oh, yes.”
Amanda’s voice carried over the speakers, as clear as the video quality. “I’ve seen you in here before,” She turned away from him, watching him over her shoulder, much as Julia was doing in the room. “I danced for you before. You had a friend.”
“You remembered.” Brandon sounded tickled.
“Of course. I never forget the hottest guys I dance for.”
Julia snorted at that. “She’s good. Hard to believe she’s not been doing this longer, don’t you think?”
“Why are you doing this?” I groaned.
“Don’t you think it’s important to know what your sweet Amanda’s been up to?” Julia kicked off her pumps and ran her stocking-clad foot up the inside of my thigh. “Does it make you jealous? Or does it turn you on?”
“You’re fucking evil.”
“I’m fucking practical, David.”
“What do you want, Julia?”
On the screen, Amanda’s back still to Brandon but facing us, she pulled off her tube top, saying, “I heard you showed my friend, Baylor, a good time that night.”
“You should have come,” Brandon said. “You looked like you wanted to.”
“Oh, I did…” She turned towards Brandon, her hands covering her tits, teasing him. “But I already had commitments that night.”
Instead of answering my question, Julia said, “You guys are too fucking easy. Just look at how easily she got you back into her good graces.”
“What is wrong with you?”
“I’m just trying to keep your eyes open, David. Now watch.”
“This is just… this is all for her cover.”
“Is it? Or is it one last hurrah?” Julia nodded towards the screen. “Or is this just who she is now?”
On screen, Amanda crawled up into Brandon’s lap, wearing nothing but the sequined thong, her large tits ripe and real, her dark nipples hard. She gathered them into her hands, squeezing them together as she stared right at Brandon. “You like my titties?” She lifted one high, tipped her head down, and licked her own nipple. “They love to be licked.”
“I’ll… uhh… lick them for you.”
“How generous.” Amanda drew back as Brandon leaned forward. “Unfortunately, I’m not quite as generous.” Taking his hands, she moved them back to the armrest when he tried to touch her. “Club’s got rules.”
“How much?”
“To get a taste? A hundred and you can suck.”
Julia laughed. “She’s so good at this.”
Brandon didn’t hesitate. He forked over five bills. “Just start a stack there,” Amanda said, pointing to the side table. “Easier that way. Now come…” She pulled his face right up to a hard nipple. He eagerly latched on. Amanda cooed happily.
“I was married once,” Julia said. She moved off of the table and, to my surprise, right into my lap. Her dress rode up her thighs, baring the lacy tops of her stockings and the garters that held them up. “But he couldn’t handle my job, so he left.”
On the screen, Brandon’s hands didn’t remain on the armrests. Neither did mine. “So that’s why you’re so bitter?”
“He knew what I needed to do. My cover was as a fucking prostitute. What the fuck did he expect?”
I watched as my coworker’s hands roamed over Amanda’s bare back and down across her exposed ass. She didn’t correct him this time. “That’s it,” she hissed. “Suck my titties. Get your money’s worth.”
“Maybe he expected faithfulness?” I offered. “Maybe he expected that you’d prioritize him over your job?”
Amanda on the recording complicated my objections, moaning huskily, “I can feel your big dick. That’s nice.”
Brandon wasn’t gentle as he groped Amanda, grabbing at her ass, pulling her down against him.
Julia gave me a flat look. “Maybe it’s not just about the job?”
“How much to fuck?” Brandon asked.
“We’re not there yet. But for five hundred, I’ll sit on your face.”
Brandon scrambled to set a chunk of bills on top of the other as she slinked out of his lap again and started to toy with her thong.
“This job will wear down anyone, David,” Julia continued, carefully unbuttoning her blouse. “At some point, it’s best to just accept that what happens undercover should stay undercover.”
On screen, Amanda guided Brandon onto his back on the loveseat. “You’re a lot dirtier than I thought,” Brandon said as he grasped her thong, pulling it off. Amanda started to climb over him.
“Actually, I’m always very clean,” she said, rubbing her bald pussy. “Need to be prepared for kinky sex at all times.”
With that, she climbed onto his face and lowered herself onto Brandon’s mouth. She started grinding her hips, once again to the throbbing beat of the music. “Take out your cock and play with yourself.”
Julia seemed to know what was happening on screen behind her. She didn’t turn to look. Her focus was on me. Beneath her blouse, she wore a black bra, her full breasts practically spilling out of the plunging cups. “Why don’t you take it out,” she suggested, echoing Amanda. “Play with yourself.”
While it was clear that what I was watching was getting to me, I made no move to so much as touch myself. Julia took matters into her own hands, reaching down between us to rub my dick.
Behind her, Brandon fished his dick out. He was about my size, stiff and erect as he started to stroke it. Amanda purred as she rode his face, biting her lower lip in pleasure. “I knew you’d have a nice, big dick,” she sighed. “That’s it… that’s it… eat me… eat my pussy and make me scream…”
I barely noticed as Julia unzipped me and pulled out my cock. I was so enraptured by the porn playing out in front of me. I tried to decipher whether Amanda was actually climaxing or not as she shuddered. Was she faking it, or was Brandon really that good?
“Your jealousy makes you so hard,” Julia teased.
“Fuck you,” I said to her. “You’re an evil bitch.”
“So punish me,” she said, lifting a brow in challenge.
Amanda’s voice haunted me as I stared Julia down: “You’ve got a really nice dick, Brandon. Baylor wasn’t exaggerating.”
“You want a taste, don’t you?” Brandon’s bravado was back. “Maybe I should be charging you!”
“I do love a big cock,” Amanda said, and Julia mouthed the words right along with her.
I had to glance at the monitor, just in time to see Amanda wrap a hand around Brandon’s shaft. She slid down his body, until she was level with his dick, and stared at it. “I really love big cocks.” She pumped it slowly in both hands. “I love choking on them. I love feeling them streeeetch me out.” She dipped down, like she was about to suck on it. Instead, she pressed it against his tummy, her lips hovering centimeters from his hard flesh as she surveyed his manhood. Her eyes flicked up to meet his. “I love how a big cock can touch me in places no other man can…”
Brandon licked his lips, entranced by her.
“But no one gets me for free.”
“Five hundred?”
“I’ll suck your beautiful dick for that.” She licked his shaved ball sac. “Triple it and you can fuck me.”
“Fuck, you drive a hard bargain.”
“See how well she controls him?” Julia giggled cruelly.
Amanda rose off of her feet, somehow producing the square foil of a condom wrapper from nowhere. “I know what this pussy is worth.” She rubbed her smooth mound, which was visibly wet. “Trust me, you’re going to love stretching me out.”
“Fine. Yes. Take my money!” He fumbled to count out most of the rest of his money as Amanda tore the condom wrapper open with her teeth.
“Once a whore,” Julia said, “always a WHORE!”
“Were those your husband’s last words to you when he kicked you to the curb, you sadistic cunt?”
That surprised her. Her eyes flared, but not only with surprise. She slapped me. Once. Hard.
“That’s it!”
And with that, I pushed her onto her back. Enough was enough. Rising above her, I yanked her legs open until her skirt rode up around her waist. I saw the garters disappear. I also discovered that she wasn’t wearing panties at all, her gash as smooth as Amanda’s. Without thought beyond the red haze of rage and hurt, I rammed my dick into Julia.
“Uh, fuck!”
“Fuck, you’re big.”
“Whore…” I hissed against her neck.
I couldn’t tell who was talking, Amanda or Julia. I couldn’t even tell if that was me groaning as I started to fuck, or if it was Brandon enjoying my wife.
“You’re soo big.”
“That’s it, fuck me. Punish me. Use… me!”
“Whore!” This time I said it louder.
I glanced up at the monitor as I pounded into Julia, watching Amanda ride Brandon, her arms around his neck, her tits in his face. Reading my mind and knowing the scene by heart, Julia pulled me down to her in a gross reflection of the strip club scene and hissed, “She really loves it. She really loves riding that dick.”
“You… are… evil…”
“She loves how illicit it is.”
“Judging by how wet you are,” I gritted, “we both sure as shit know you do…”
“She’s addicted to the danger, the thrill. You’ll never get that girl you married back. This… is… who… she… is!”
Julia’s head rolled back. I didn’t realize how hard I was fucking her until she started to come. Amanda was also moaning on camera.
“Come, fucking come,” someone urged. A woman. Amanda to Brandon. Julia to me? Amanda through time and space, giving me the go ahead to fuck this slut and put her in her place?
I rose up onto my toes, finding a higher purchase to fuck Julia. I pressed her knees back, opening her as I hammered yet another shuddering orgasm through her body. I wanted her to remember me. I wanted her to crave me when she was alone.
“Yes, David. Fuck yes!”
Julia reached up and grabbed me by the back of the head, pulling me down into a searing kiss just as I heard Brandon come. The kiss was so intense that our teeth clicked and clattered. If I could kill with a kiss, Julia would be dust. I bit her lower lip, in hopes of drawing blood.
I was there, exploding deep inside of her, filling her with my heat, again and again. She gasped, relinquishing my head as she accepted my come and arched her back. Her tits had worked their way free of her bra, her nipples hard and high, ready for her to pinch and twist.
I stumbled back into the swiveling conference chair, aghast at what I’d done. Julia slowly came down from her high, but didn’t bother to cover herself. She just laid there, supine and heaving. She was so comfortable that she didn’t even bother opening her eyes. She was in control.
I glanced back at the monitor. The video had ended. The show was over.
“Why did you come here, Julia?” I asked as I started to get myself back in order. I was still at work, after all, and my ears burned at the thought that maybe someone had wandered back into this remote part of the office. The mailroom was back here, after all. It wasn’t like it was abandoned.
“To make sure you know the truth.” At last, Julia sat up, pulling her skirt down. My come had already begun to leak down her thigh.
“How magnanimous of you.”
She hopped off the conference table. “Also to seduce you and record us doing it.” She patted her laptop before shutting it. “Probably best to keep this little encounter between us, yeah?”
She started to redo the buttons of her blouse as I stewed. I started to speak, then hesitated.
“What?” Julia asked. “Spit it out.”
“Could you send me that video? I… I want to make sure it’s real.”
“Oh, you are so cute, aren’t you. I’ve already shared the link. Enjoy it. Limited time only.” She made to kiss me. I flinched away. “But I have so much more if you’re interested.” Sliding her laptop into her bag, she said, “I can see myself out.”
When she left the room, relief exploded through me. I reached into my pocket and removed my phone, ending my own secret recording. Scrubbing back, I made sure that our audio came through relatively clearly, despite the layers of fabric.
“Okay,” I murmured, grounding myself. Then I stood, paced back to the doors, and peeked out. The hallway was just as empty as always. No one had come to gawk, and Julia was gone. Shutting it quietly, I relocked the door and went back to my laptop.
There it was, an email from an unknown sender with nothing but a link. It was the kind of email that our cyber security team always told us never to open. I opened it, clicking the link and muting the video.
As the scene played out once again, I copied the address and sent it off to my contact.
My next call was to Amanda, from my burner phone to hers. She picked up on the second ring. “Hey,” she whispered. I could hear the sounds of the club in the background. I wasn’t sure if she was alone.
“You were right,” I said. Adrenaline raced through me. Was this what it felt like for Amanda every day she was undercover? Was this how it felt to run a successful mission? “She fell for it.”
“Yes,” Amanda said with a sigh of relief. “Pick me up at 4. We’ll talk then, and… and I need a ride to the marina.”
I ended the call and sank back into the conference chair, watching the soundless image of Amanda swaying to the music as she taunted Brandon. We’d talked about Brandon yesterday in Amanda’s Wrangler. She’d explained the plan, but wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t on board.
As I watched the video for the second time, my heart raced and my dick was definitely hard. I didn’t like the plan. I didn’t like Brandon at all. But it was thrilling all the same—maybe because it was so wrong.
I felt something else, too. Something that I hadn’t felt in a long time—relief.
Chapter 29: The Cuck and the Cuckquean
I picked Amanda up in the back lot of The Gold Club after her late afternoon shift. Wednesday afternoons were quiet, and no one noted Amanda as she slipped into my Camry. She wore a red crop tank with USC letters across her chest, and a tiny pair of white shorts that barely covered her asscheeks. She tossed her shoulder bag into the back seat and sidled close to me, giving me a kiss.
She smelled the way Raven did, a mixture of perfume and makeup and alcohol. She smelled like excitement. “So?” she asked.
“She couldn’t resist fucking with me,” I said. “She came in person this time, just so she could watch my face as she revealed your ‘betrayal.’ Then she sent the link.”
“So you watched it?”
“Oh yeah,” I said. “I had to the first time, and I’ve made sure to load it up every hour or so. I know Julia’s capturing how many times.”
“I’m sorry—”
“We talked about it. I’m okay. Really. And I noticed how you milked him dry of all his money.”
Amanda seemed to relax a little, laughing softly. She glanced out the window. “A kick in the balls would have been better, but I’ll settle for draining him of two grand.”
“He’ll feel the money more, trust me,” I said.
“Do you really think your guy can trace that link?”
“If Javier’s product is as good as he claims, yeah.” I’d reached out to Javier Garcia, whose company specialized in digital forensics. I had remembered doing the paperwork for him, and how he bragged that he could trace things that the US government couldn’t. I was hoping that he wasn’t just blowing hot air. “We should know sometime tomorrow.”
The plan was simple enough. We took advantage of the fact that Julia and whoever she was working with had a bug in our house. We’d made them think that we were arguing, letting them hear Amanda giving me an obvious lie. And we knew that Julia wouldn’t be able to resist coming to me with proof. Now we just needed to trace it to its source.
“Did this crazy plan really just work without a hitch?” she mused aloud.
“Not completely without a hitch,” I said. “You need to know something.”
“Yes?”
My cheeks burned. “I… I fucked Julia.”
Amanda’s mouth fell open before she could help it. Prickles of guilt ran across my scalp. She took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay. How did it happen?” Her tone was neutral, unreadable.
“She was taunting me about you. Calling you a whore. I wanted to shut her up.”
“So you fucked her?”
“I’m sorry. It doesn’t make sense—”
“No, no, David. It makes total sense.” Amanda took a deep breath. “And honestly? I’m into it.”
“You’re what?”
Amanda moved closer to me, as close as she could in her seatbelt. “I hope you showed that bitch how good I’ve got it.”
“I did my best,” I said, relief washing over me. “You’re not upset?”
“I mean, I don’t have much room to be upset?” she said.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t be. Our emotions aren’t exactly rational.”
“Pull over,” she said.
“Hm?”
“Over there. Into the Whole Foods parking garage.”
I snorted, but did as she asked. “New mission? Christen every parking garage in LA?”
Amanda laughed with me. “It’s a colossal task, but you know I’m in.”
I drove us into the top level, the emptiest and most open. Amanda had already unbuckled her seat belt before I’d shut the car completely off, and was maneuvering over the console.
“Julia has been trying to fuck you since she learned that you didn’t immediately split when you learned about me. You are the man that she wants, more than anyone—someone who loves me despite my flaws.”
She started to grind her hips against my cock, the cotton of her cheerleader shorts so thin. “She hates what we have.”
“So you’re saying that she only fucked me to get back at you?” I said as I pushed my hand inside of her shorts. She wore a thong beneath, red like her top. “Awfully egocentric of you.”
“Stop being reductionist,” Amanda said, shifting around so she could slide her shorts and panties off. “We’re complicated beings, and our motivations are never so simple. She hated me. She wanted you. Both of these things can be true.”
With my dick out, she easily sank down onto my shaft with a grateful sigh.
“So how did that feel?” she asked. “To fuck her?”
“Felt… good…” So did Amanda’s pussy on my dick. “Good the way hitting a punching bag can feel good. Not that I want to punch her,” I quickly added.
“I get what you mean. That’s how I felt with Brandon.”
My dick swelled at the reminder that she’d fucked my douche bag colleague. I grasped her hips, forcing her to bounce harder. “Looked like you enjoyed that.”
“Mmm… I liked that you’d see,” she whispered.
“You liked more than that. You liked returning to the role, didn’t you?”
Amanda didn’t respond. She didn’t have to. I could feel in her breathing and the way that she rode me that she did.
As we neared our releases, she whispered. “You can’t come in me. I’m going to see Kozlov.”
“Nick,” I corrected. “You’re going to see your boyfriend, Nick.”
“Uhnn!” With great effort, she hoisted herself out of my lap and dropped her head between my legs. I came just as she wrapped those lips around my shaft. Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked down hard, and I filled her mouth with my spunk.
I was satisfied, but I wasn’t going to send Amanda on her way to Nikolai Kozlov wanting. Before she could protest, I reached over, reclined her seat, and went down on her, feasting on her pussy. She gasped, running her fingers through my hair as I got her off in one swift and loud orgasm.
“Is that, like, a double reclamation or something?” Amanda sighed, wiping sweat from her brow. She remained reclined in her seat, but turned her head to smile over at me.
“I hadn’t thought about that. The cuck and the cuckquean,” I said.
“Labels, labels.” She reached for her shorts, pulling them on with her panties. “But I am starting to get what you felt. It’s kind of shocking, but also…”
“Electrifying,” I said.
“Those two words mean exactly the same thing,” Amanda said with a laugh.
“But they kind of don’t. You know what I mean.”
She nodded. “I do.”
I straightened up my own pants as she returned her seat to the proper position. Around this time, I caught sight of a stern looking security guard making his way towards our secluded car. “Uh oh,” I said, turning the car on. “Time to go!”
“Oh shit!” Amanda laughed as I peeled out of the garage before the man made his way over to us.
“So the marina?” I asked.
“I’ve got the rest of his money. Time to deliver.”
“You know what his plan is?”
Amanda shrugged. “My guess is that he’ll use the yacht that he’s on to escape down to Mexico, but I honestly don’t know. He seems really paranoid. More so than usual. And unpredictable.”
“Are you going to be okay alone with him?”
Amanda nodded. “I can navigate him now. Are you going to be okay?”
“I’ll be okay, as long as I hear the stories when I see you again.”
“How did you become such a perv?” Amanda giggled.
“By learning what a dirty slut you became.”
“Touché.”
As we drove south, I asked another thing that I’d been wondering. “By the way, who reopened the club?”
Amanda pulled the sun visor down and flipped open the mirror, studying her makeup in the reflection as she answered. “Not sure. No one is. The management has all been changed over, though, and you’ll never guess where they’re from.”
“Chechnya.”
“Bingo.”
We arrived back at the marina, where Kozlov had disappeared a few days ago. It was also the location of what Kozlov had called the “party to end all parties” that would be happening Saturday night.
“Be careful in there, Amanda.”
“You know I will, always.” She kissed me. “I love you, David. Remember that, no matter what.”
“Of course. And I’ll be parked right here, just in case…”
“You know you don’t have to do that,” she said.
“And you know that I’m going to anyway.”
She nuzzled my nose. “I do. I’ll text when I can. You remember all of our codes?”
“Of course I do. We’ve gone over it so many times.” We’d devised a set of emojis to mean different things: muscle arm means all is clear, confetti was to get help, heart eyes for get the fuck out. There were more, I knew them better than the multiplication tables by this point. “I’ll be here until you muscle arm me.”
Amanda made a flex with her arm, then kissed her bicep. “Always, baby.”
We laughed, then she slipped out of the car and I watched her go, her midriff bare, her white shorts thin enough that I could see her red thong beneath. She looked so different from the Columbia grad I’d fallen for, and yet I still saw that smart and capable woman beneath it all.
There were now guards stationed at the entrance to the marina. None looked openly armed, but they carried themselves as if they were. And they were definitely a new addition since Kozlov had arrived. He’d found some more muscle from somewhere.
I reclined my seat back, grabbed a blanket from the backseat, and hunkered down for a long, restless night. Looking up through the dash, I imagined there were stars up there somewhere beyond the light pollution, staring down at me and wondering what the hell I was doing.
Until Friday!
Comments
glenparks
She will let Koslov cum in her though! SMH.....
@hebridesdrifter
I think confetti 🎉🎊 will be necessitated.
@hebridesdrifter
David’s been steadfast in coping with the emotional and psychic aftershocks of his wife’s undercover “activities” but I’m speculating there may be worse ahead. Like Amanda held captive or physically harmed. If Koslov really is besotted with Raven, she’s the only one he trusts, think there’s any chance he’s letting her off the yacht when he sails away???
Rich
You should probably consider that for the final book. Serialisation is one thing, a real book let's that off the hook in three minutes. But thank you for letting us out of the dungeon early. 🤣
glenparks
yeah I thought of that too. Big wow to this whole chapter. I could not do what David is doing!
glenparks
Damn you had me too! I thought the same as Rubicon!
@hebridesdrifter
“She’s addicted to the danger, the thrill. You’ll never get that girl you married back. This… is… who… she… is!” I’ve been Team Amanda/(David) throughout this adventure, but Julia’s spot on about one thing. Amanda loves David and loves their life together, but she’s too far gone to give up the Whore her alter ego has become.
Chris K
Missed opportunity!!
Kenny Wright
I did briefly consider just letting everyone continue to think Amanda was a liar until Friday, but that's just too cruel.
Rubicon
Nice turn around on Julia and actually thought Amanda was a lying whore for a moment there. 🤪. Cant wait for Friday
Chris K
"You can't cum in me. I'm going to see Koslov". Um, cause he doesn't know what a dirty slut you are?
Rich
Seems picky after that masterful piece but the sentence "Just look at how easily she got you back into her good graces." is odd, she got into his good graces surely?
Rich
That was brilliantly done. I was ready to burn Amanda at the stake right up until David ripped Julia apart, then it all lands fine. and I went into this one thinking it was a set up, but the way it was done sort of wiped that when I was actually reading it. Absolutely superb writing.
Andrew Mellein
Kenny your best chapter in the book in my estimation! I love how David finally had rough sex with Julia and spooged in her! Pretty hot!
Nail
What a chapter. Honestly great plan in the end, I have not been giving Amanda enough credit. Still very hot
Tracey52
Wow, she fucked Brandon but part of the plan and David was sort of ok with it. Good way around it kw. I know I keep harping on this but now Nick gets to come in her but David doesn’t. I’ll finish with another wow.
Kevin Goodman
Damn, that was worth the wait! I'll be reading chapter 28 a few more times
