Promotion Trick

That Monday, I went to the gym as usual. Michael was there training, and after our workout, we sat down for coffee. I could tell he was very excited.

I started telling him about the next stage.

"I need you to find someone," I said. "He needs to be Black, fit, and at least in his forties."

Michael looked confused. "I don't follow."

"My endgame is to see my wife with two Black men. But that won't happen overnight; we take it step by step, like I told you. So find me someone like you, someone willing to play along and fuck my wife, pretending to be my second manager."

Michael smiled. "You're a very sophisticated guy, you know that?"

"Just find someone you trust and have him send me his STD results like you did. I'm not taking any chances."

"I have someone in mind," Michael said. "He trains with me on Fridays. I'll let you know."

Before we parted, I gave Michael several pictures of my wife to share with his friend.

I waited for Michael's update, which came on Friday: "He's on board. You'll get the STD results next week."

That evening, I came home and told Olivia that Michael, my so-called manager, was starting to like me more every day.

"We've had some really good talks," I said. "I don't know how, but you managed to shift him to my side."

I kissed her forehead. "I'm such a lucky guy to have you by my side."

Olivia smiled, completely unaware of what was coming next.

Another week passed. On Wednesday, I received a message from an unknown number with STD test results attached. I opened the contact and saw the WhatsApp profile picture of a huge, muscular Black man. I was excited.

We met at the gym that evening at 7:00 PM. His name was Dominique, an electrical contractor in his fifties. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and heavily muscled, with a deep voice and a friendly demeanor. Michael had known him for years through their work circles.

We sat down for coffee, and I laid out the plan.

"You'll pose as a second manager whose support I need for the promotion. I'm going to tell Olivia that to get the promotion, I need both you and Michael on my side, but it won't be easy, since the other salesman is a good friend of yours and you plan to support him."

I continued, "She'll have to be willing to do much more than she did with Michael if she wants you to support me. After what she already did with Michael, I'm hoping it'll be easier, and she'll let you fuck her. But like I told Michael, we'll take it step by step. You can't be rough with her, but you do need to push."

When I got home, Olivia had dinner ready. I stayed quiet, and she noticed.

"Something wrong?" she asked.

"Michael recommended me for the promotion today," I said, "but management changed the rules. Now an additional manager needs to recommend me, otherwise, they'll give it to the guy with more seniority. And that's not me."

Olivia put her hands over her face, clearly worried.

"Who's the additional manager?" she asked.

"I don't know yet. Michael said he'd find out tomorrow."

The next day, I told Olivia the other manager was Dominique and that he'd be meeting with me soon.

"Do you know him?" she asked.

"Only vaguely. The other salesman is a good friend of his. Michael told me Dominique is full of himself and loves flattery , Michael doesn't seem to like him much."

"So you need to start flattering him," Olivia said.

"I thought about it, but it would look odd since we don't work together. I guess we'll have to wait and see what he wants from me."

Another day passed. At dinner, I updated Olivia.

"Dominique called me into his office today. He said management asked for his recommendation. He told me he knows the other salesman well but doesn't know me at all so he asked me to tell him about myself."

"What did you say?" she asked.

"General stuff. A little about us. When I mentioned you were a painter, he got really excited and said he knew a bit about painting and would love to see your work. He even asked if you do portraits because he's looking for someone to paint one of himself."

Olivia laughed. "Sounds like he's in love with himself."

"That's probably his weak spot. As Michael said, he likes being flattered; maybe we could use that," I replied.

"How exactly?" Olivia asked.

“I suggested we invite Dominique over, and you could offer to paint his portrait.

"I'm sure he'll see it as a huge gesture. You know your way with men; I'm confident it'll have an effect on him."

This time, I proposed a Friday lunch so Olivia would have time alone with Dominique in her basement painting studio. I told her I'd visit my mother afterward since it might take hours. She agreed.

We set the date. That night, I hid my GoPro in the studio.

I didn't tell Olivia what to wear this time, and I was surprised. She chose a black mini vest dress that showed off her cleavage. She looked incredible.

At 4:00 PM, the doorbell rang. I asked Olivia to answer. Dominique stood there, scanning her from head to toe, speechless. She shook his hand and led him inside while I was preparing lunch in the kitchen.

We chatted, and I noticed Olivia flirting with Dominique. He was handsome and fit, and she seemed genuinely turned on. Over lunch, she flirted openly, and he played along smoothly, thinking she was in control.

Dominique told stories about work and the promotion.

"It's important to know who I'm recommending," he said.

"We're the best," Olivia said with a smile.

“I heard you are looking for someone to make a portrait of you; is that right?”

“Yes, I do,” Dominique replied.

Well, it's your lucky day,I'll do it if you want."

Dominique's face lit up. "Wow, really?"

"I told you, we're the best," she replied. "We can start now. John's going to visit his mother anyway."

I finished lunch, grabbed my keys, shook Dominique's hand goodbye, and drove to a nearby street. Then I ran back on foot and slipped into the garage.

I opened the GoPro app but mistakenly left the camera connection sound on. Dominique recognized the click sound; he looked toward the door where the camera was hidden and smiled.

Then, Dominique asked, "Where can I leave my clothes?"

Olivia looked shocked. "Clothes?"

She had no idea that’s what I planned from the start.

"Yes," he said calmly. "We're doing nude portraits, aren't we?"

I saw the hesitation in Olivia's eyes. This wasn't what she'd planned. But she couldn't back out now, not when she knew how much Dominique wanted the portrait and she didn’t want to risk my promotion.

She watched him undress, and I could tell that she was getting excited.

Dominique had a body like a Greek god, in black, muscular, defined, with a long, slim dick. He sat on a chair, and Olivia began painting.

They talked while she worked. At one point, Dominique stood to check her progress. He praised her work and stood close. His dick grew hard. Soon, he had a full erection Olivia couldn't ignore.

"I see you like what you see," he said.

She smiled but stayed silent.

He gently took her hand and placed it on his dick. She tried to pull away, but he held her still and began stroking himself with her hand. After a moment, he let go. She didn't stop. She kept stroking him, hypnotized by his size and physique.

He pushed her to her knees. She must have thought a blowjob would be enough, like she'd done with Michael. She had no idea what was planned.

He touched her tits, opened her vest, and exposed her busty tits. He played with her nipples gently, and she moaned softly. He slid his dick between her breasts and slowly fucked them.

She relaxed, her hands free to touch his abs. When he pressed his dick against her nipples, I saw pre-cum glisten on her skin. She was aroused.

He guided his dick into her mouth. She didn't resist. She sucked him eagerly, clearly enjoying the taste.

Although it was large, the thickness was at the right size, and it probably tasted good since she was sucking him harder and harder, hoping he would cum and they could end the act.

But when he started pulling off her dress, she stopped him.

She knew that the next step was fucking her, and she was not ready for that.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I can't do it," she said.

Dominique played the bad guy as I told him; he asked Olivia. "Why did you invite me over to your house?"

She hesitated. "John wanted you to get to know us."

Dominique replied, “You know what I think? John wanted to trick me into supporting him.”

“I think that you two were thinking that if you invited me, you could flirt with me and make me a portrait, and I would be convinced to support him. It would take much more than that.”

She said nothing. She understood he was ahead of her. To save my promotion, she had to submit.

Dominique was silent to let her process the situation and then commanded her to stand up and turn around.

He lifted her dress and revealed sexy black thongs on her big ass.

He bent her over and pulled down her thongs and started squeezing her ass cheeks with both hands.

She stood there motionless, letting him do as he pleased.

Slowly he started to spread her ass cheeks and lick her pussy from behind. She started moaning loudly.

"You have an amazing ass, Olivia," he said.

She was standing facing the door while he ate her ass, and I got a good view.

Dominique knew that I was recording it all, so he made sure that I had the best view.

He stood up while Olivia bent on a painting chair and started to swipe his dick between her legs, wetting her pussy.

Olivia was moaning silently, and I could tell that she was enjoying it, although she did not want to.

He then shoved only the tip of his dick into her pussy and pulled it out after several seconds.

Dominique repeated this act several times in order to open Olivia’s pussy.

At some point, he shoved his full dick into her pussy, and Olivia let out a loud moan.

He started fucking her slowly from behind for several minutes, until Olivia looked relaxed.

After several minutes, he stopped and sat down on the sofa.

“Come and sit on my dick!” he said.

Olivia came over and sat on his long dick while her ass cheeks faced the camera.

She started riding Dominique's dick while touching his chest.

Dominique spanked her ass from time to time, and I could tell that she liked it very much.

After several minutes, he commanded Olivia to turn around in the reverse cowgirl position.

He raised her with his two hands as if she did not have any weight and put her on his belly.

I had a full view of my wife being fucked by a stranger and loving it.

She moaned louder as they both fucked each other; Olivia was riding his dick in ecstasy, and her amazing big tits were bouncing up and down.

After several minutes I heard Dominique saying, “I am about to cum inside you.”

"Not yet," she gasped. "Fuck me harder."

I was about to explode in my pants, hearing her say that.

Dominique began to fuck her harder and harder as she started screaming with pleasure, and after another minute she screamed, “I am cumming…god, I am cumming," and they both came together.

Dominique shot a massive load inside Olivi’s pussy, and I could see his cum drooling on her leg.

Olivia was shaking hard, but Dominique squeezed her big tits and held her close to her body until she came down.

"You were right," Dominique said. "You are the best."

"You enjoyed fucking me, right?" Olivia said. "I want you to support my husband!"

Dominique replied, “Yes, you are a great fuck.”

“What about the promotion?” Olivia asked again, and I could see that she was afraid not to get the answer she wanted to hear from Dominique.

Since I figured Olivia would ask this question, I told Dominique that in case she asks, he needs to answer, “First you need to complete the portrait, but I must leave now!”

He quickly took clothes and left the house.

After he left, I heard Olivia saying to herself, "Son of a bitch."

I waited an hour before coming home. I found her in bed, pretending to be asleep.

The next morning, I slept late. Olivia was in the kitchen drinking coffee.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yes, everything's fine."

"Did he like the portrait?"

"He did, but we haven't finished it yet. He had to leave."

"I hope you convinced him. The promotion decision is in a few weeks."

She nodded.

"I'm sure you did everything you could," I added. "Having you by my side makes me calm."

Of course, I was already planning the next stage.