The Agreement Ch. 01

The Agreement Chapter 1

How it all started

"Hi Steve, I was just coming to see you."

"Why Tina, to torment me?"

The first Friday of each month is Ron's weekend with my wife. From Friday, 4:45 pm through Sunday 10:00 pm my wife Tina belongs to Ron.

I had taken Friday off, personal stuff, which I normally don't do. Who wants to see their wife drive off to spend the weekend with another man.? This time my wife was going on a 10-day trip to the Bahamas with Ron. Yes, it was in the Agreement.

I understand that I must please and pleasure Ron. I will speak respectfully and see to his every need. I will be expected to attend occasional social events that are in addition to our agreed-upon one weekend each month.

My wife will not return to me until next Sunday, no later than 10:00 p.m., from her trip to the Bahamas.

Ron says he has a social event in the Bahamas. He's going golfing with his buddies and probably prospective clients. My wife will be his eye candy to show off and do with as he pleases. He says no one there will know me. That's in the contract too.

I understand and will serve Ron and provide pleasure to him while we are physically together, except for work events, family activities, and other social events that might disrespect my husband in any way.

"Steve, I know you're not happy with our agreement, but you have to stop this. You are always stressed and miserable. There is nothing we can do about it. Just let it go," my wife tells me all the time. Oh, and she also tells me she loves only me.

"I see you're enjoying the "Agreement" and spending time with Ron, the clothes he buys you or lack of clothes, and the places he takes you. Now he's taking you to the Bahamas. Is he going to share you with his friends too? Is he trying to drum up more business?"

"Fuck you, Steve. I'm not his whore."

"Whatever," I left the house and did what I had planned for the day. I returned a few hours later to an empty house. My dinner was in the fridge waiting for me to heat up. That's what Tina does. She leaves me food for the weekend while she is off fucking Ron. This time she left me food for the week.

I made myself a stiff drink while I waited for the microwave to ding. This has been my routine for the past six months.

In the beginning, Tina and I would make love the Thursday night before her weekend with Ron. I would also wake up Friday morning to a blowjob from my wife.

When Tina returned Sunday evening she would attack me. She would beg for me to have sex with her. "Steve, I need you. You are my husband, and I need you to reclaim what is yours."

The Agreement was affecting me more than it was Tina. "Steve, I'm done fighting with you. There is nothing we can do about it. Just think of it as me going to visit my parents for the weekend. I will call you and check in when I can or not. It's up to you. There will also no longer be guilt sex. Is that what you want?"

She thought I would be her loving husband who just agreed to whatever she said. Not this time. "While you are with Ron, I don't want to hear from you. And when you are with Ron, take your rings off. We are not married when you're with him."

"Fuck you, Steve. I didn't put us in this position, I'm just making the best of it."

"I bet you are!"

"I'm not having an affair with Ron! We are just having casual sex. If it bothers you that much and is going to tear our marriage apart, then go out and find someone you can fuck once a month too.

And I think getting laid would help you. You are so fucking moody lately."

They were supposed to be discreet while I acted like nothing was going on between the two of them. But at company events and office happy hours, they were anything but discreet. It was obvious to others that something was going on between them.

"Steve you're just paranoid that someone will find out. Ron and I are acting no differently now than before the Agreement."

Tina and I were now more like roommates than a married couple. Occasional friends with benefits. Tina was trying, but I've just had enough.

"Steve, I'm doing this for you. It's keeping you out of jail."

I was just biding my time and playing along as best I could while I put my plan in motion. Tina was enjoying her time, and I had pictures and videos to prove it.

My wife didn't look too upset knowing that she had to fuck Ron. So, being the geek that some people think I am, I paid a shit load for a drone. Not just any drone. This drone was government-issued. I met some people through work, and they pulled some strings for me.

Sometimes things go missing, they said. This drone was one of them.

My drone was equipped with video and audio surveillance and had a crazy long run time. It could maneuver on a dime. I took a lot of practice runs to get used to it.

Tina and I had been to Ron's mini mansion in Greenwich Connecticut a few times over the years. His master suite looks out over the backyard, pool, and water view. There is a huge deck off the master bedroom and French doors that open out.

There is also a jacuzzi that my wife enjoys with a glass of wine in her hand or Ron's dick in her mouth, pussy, and ass.

I flew my drone and hovered it just out of sight. This drone is silent, and I could land it anywhere. I got an up close and personal video. I saw what Ron and my wife were doing in his bedroom. I learned that Ron is a little kinky, and it appears my wife is too.

Ron had Tina restraining to bedposts wearing a blindfolded. He toys with her. Brings her to the point of orgasm and then stops. I believe it's called edging. Usually, it's a woman doing it to a man.

Was it exciting to watch? If it wasn't my wife, maybe.

Ron doesn't use whips, just toys. I did notice some form of clamp on my wife's tits. That must be the bruises that I had seen. But Tina seemed to be enjoying herself.

But listening to my wife begging Ron to fuck her was more than I could stand.

Ron hosted parties at his home and on his yacht. My wife along with the other female guests would be topless. I never saw Tina having sex with anyone other than Ron. But what went on in Ron's house or below deck, I didn't know.

I also had a PI following them on their journeys outside of the house. The fancy restaurants they would go to. Strolling hand in hand like they were a couple. It was always Ron with Tina and his ex-wive Carol.

My PI has pictures of Ron, Tina and Carol together at these charity events, dinners and other outings. Ron's hands are all over Tina and Carol. They are seen hand in hand with Ron in the middle. Ron's hand on Tina's waist or Carols. There were a few shots of Ron hand on Tina's ass as they are dancing. Some pictures of Tina and Carol made me think they were more than close friends.

I also have video of Ron and his ex-wife Carol together. Or should I say his fuck buddy.

Tina had become very friendly with Carol. They meet for lunch and text all the time.

"This is my time with you not Ron's" I would often get mad when I saw her on the phone.

"I'm not texting Ron. This is Carol, my friend."

Of course, I was able to tap into Carol's iPhone, as a monkey could. I read every one of Carol's texts to Tina. Ron never texted Tina, it was always Carol.

"So, is Ron all I told you he would be and more?"

"Sex with Ron is definitely different from being with Steve. I could never ask Steve to do the things Ron does to me."

"Tina, Ron is only giving you what you know you want. Ron will push you to your limits if that's what you like. Then he will send you home to your loving husband.

Ron has no interest in interfering with your marriage. I mean he's not trying to break up your marriage. With Ron, it's just sex and...his little kinky side."

"I see you have a little kinky side to you too." They both giggled.

I wasn't sure what that was about. But the texts were all the same. Carol was having sex with Ron too and they would discuss it with each other. Carol was dominated by Tina as well.

There were many more texts and calls as they planned for each weekend together with Ron. Tina and Carol were picking the restaurants and places they wanted to visit. They were shopping together and often visited an adult-only shop.

Every so often there would be a text where Carol would tell Tina what she should do.

"Ron's birthday is next weekend. You will be his slave to do with as he wishes. I have also bought what I want you to wear for the evening."

"Don't I already? And will you and Lily be joining us?"

The more I read through her texts, the more I wasn't sure if it was Ron who was in control or Carol.

Lily is another one that I am not sure of. I have seen the three of them topless sunning by the pool.

Sometimes I would fly my drone over the house when it wasn't Tina's weekend. I wanted to learn more about Ron's life. That's how I knew he was having sex and whatever else with Carol.

There was also Jill Nowack. She and Ron had some business dealings together. Ron was fucking her too. I have video of her strapped to Ron's bed.

As time went on, Tina started to realize that our marriage was not doing as well as she had hoped. I wasn't that kid she met in college any longer.

There were also things outside of our control that Tina wasn't aware of. I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. I just hoped Tina would be here for me.

"Carol, I think Steve is going to end our marriage. He may divorce me or just leave me. He hates Ron and blames it all on him. I have told Steve that if Ron hadn't helped us Steve would be in jail right now. I'm not sure if he still thinks Ron was behind all this or someone else.

Do you think Ron would release me from the Agreement? Would you talk to him for me?"

"I'll see what he says. But Carol, Ron will still want you in the Bahamas. Maybe a farewell adventure."

It was the first weekend in December, and Ron wanted all the girls to be in the Bahama's with him.

"No, you are not going away for 10 days with Ron!" I was furious. More than normal.

"If I don't go, then you'll be going to jail. It's in the Agreement."

"Fuck the Agreement. Carol, I will not be here when you return."

I know this mess was not Tina's fault, but Tina has had no problem making the best of it. To me, it felt like we were in an open marriage and Tina loves spending time with Ron and his friends more than with me.

How did it all start? Let's go back to the beginning when I first started working for Audit and Recovery Services LP.

"Steve, you're making a name for yourself. And making me and the company a lot of money," Ron said to me.

Ron Kelner, one of the founding partners of Audit and Recovery Services LP, loved my work and hired me away from one of the Big 4 accounting firms. More money and a smart team that would be collaborating with me were all I needed to make the move.

Audit and Recovery Services didn't have the restrictions that accounting firms have. One of the big advantages was that Audit and Recovery Services could charge a 25% findings base fee for the refunds and savings they identify for their clients. Accounting firms have restrictions when it comes to clients they audit. Accounting firms are prohibited from charging a findings base fee to audit clients.

Audit and Recovery Services does a lot of work for the IRS too. Yes, the IRS is understaffed and often contracts out their audits. Audit and Recovery Services' fee is 25% of the errors we identify. We turn over our findings to the IRS. The IRS pays us 25% of our findings and then assesses the taxpayer, large corporations, executives, or highly compensated individuals. Smaller business audits we charge the IRS by the hour.

I'm paid a very impressive base salary, but my bonus is what lets Tina enjoy her country club lifestyle.

During one IRS audit, I uncovered a few errors. At first, it looked like a few little errors here and there. Nothing major.

One day I was talking to Tina about the audit, not giving company names or specifics. "You're such a boy scout," she said jokingly. "So, you're going to find the employee that made a few errors and turn them into the employer? This employee will probably be fired. I couldn't do that. I'm glad I'm not you; I would just sweep it under the rug."

"Sweep it under the rug. No, I can't do that. It's a problem that needs to be solved."

"Okay Rain Man," my wife said.

"What does that mean," I asked Tina.

"You are so focused on solving a problem that it consumes you, just like Rain Man focused on numbers."

Somewhere along the way, Tina told Ron that she called me Rain Man. "Ron, when Steve is in his study, he forgets about me. My little Rain Man is so focused on solving a problem rather than fucking me like a good husband should."

"Okay, someone has had a little too much to drink. I think it's time to go home," I said to my outspoken wife.

"Are we going to fuck or do you have more problems to solve."

I was embarrassed, but my colleagues found my wife amusing. Tina was always the life of the party. And hornier than a rabbit in heat when she'd been drinking.

When Tina drinks a little too much, which is often at our office gatherings, Ron can always be found by her side. A little closer than I would like.

Ron is a big man. I would say close to 6'2". "He's hot," Tina would say to me. Ron loved to flirt with Tina. Tina would always give me some kind of look and tease me. "My knees go weak every time that man talks to me. And look how big he is Steve, I bet he has a big dick too."

"Really Tina."

"Are you worried that big, handsome, confident, intelligent, well respected, funny, and rich Ron Kelner is going to steal me away from you?" She would say with a smile. "Unless he does have a big dick, I am all yours."

Thinking back, was she just playing with me? They were just too comfortable with each other and the flirting was blatant and no longer discreet. "Be sure to invite your wife to the employee happy hour this Friday, Steve." Ron would always say to me.

It wasn't just my wife. Ron would flirt with other employee wives or girlfriends. But I seemed to be the only one who had a problem with Ron. My biggest problem was that Tina was not always a faithful girlfriend. She loved the thrill of being with someone new.

I met Tina in college. I got paid as a tutor. The school paid me to help students with anything computer or mathematical-related.

When I say mathematics, it could be trigonometry, accounting, statistics, or whatever else. I'm good with numbers and problem-solving.

I wasn't a geek or anything like that. I don't know, maybe I was or maybe I still am. I wasn't a big guy. I would never stand out in a crowd. I only got noticed when I was with Tina.

"How the fuck is that guy with her?" I would hear that all the time. Even my own family couldn't understand how I ended up with Tina.

Tina and I dated, not exclusively even though Tina said we were. I know I should have walked away right from the start, but I didn't. I gave in. Love can really fuck with your head. Other than the fact that Tina was fucking other guys, our life together was incredible.

"Steve, I will break a date with anyone else if you ask me to." I would test her and hold her to her words. I love Marvel movies. Not Tina's favorite, but she broke a few dates when I asked her to spend the night with me. Halfway through the movie, she would pass out and I would carry her to bed. My bed.

We dated during our junior year and were living together in our senior year. Tina was still casually dating other guys. I could have dated too if I wanted to. Tina made that clear to me right from the start. She was open and honest with me.

I couldn't just walk up to a girl in the bar and ask her out. I was lucky to have found Tina. And she knew that.

I had a few close friends at college, and I would hang with them or study while Tina was out on her dates. They knew something was up between us but never asked any questions.

Tina never brought a man back to our apartment and she would come home to me every night. Well, early the next morning most times. On occasion, she might be away longer but would always call to let me know she was safe.

I would see a few marks on Tina's body, hickeys, light bruising, or a red ass. They were just a reminder that I wasn't the only one having sex with Tina.

It was hard for Tina to be discreet when we lived together. I would try to avoid our apartment when I knew she was getting ready to meet her date. It was bad enough seeing her return home in some sexy tight outfit, hair, and makeup a mess.

I don't know what Tina saw in me other than stability. I was the guy that was always there for her. No one would let their girlfriend go out with other guys while sitting home waiting for her to return. Only me. I was the loser feeling sorry for myself.

"Steve, do you want to hear about my night out?"

Tina asked me that question once and I went crazy. "No Tina, it's bad enough my supposed girlfriend is seeing other men. I don't want to hear about or know about it."

After that, Tina really tried to be discreet. She would leave the house and dress somewhere else. Change back into sweats or something before she returned home.

It was eventually time to graduate and go our separate ways. I already had a job lined up in Manhattan and found a 2-bedroom apartment I could afford. I truly didn't know if Tina would come with me. Tina's from North Carolina and I'm from New York.

"Steve, can we talk." I was expecting Tina to end it between us and that would be it. Two years of dating and we go our separate ways.

"Steve, you have a job lined up in Manhattan, you found an apartment and have your life all planned out. Are you going to break up with me?"

"Tina, I have never been completely sure if we are a couple." I could see she was upset at that. "How many other guys were you seeing besides me?"

"Steve, you have done for me what most men wouldn't. You let me enjoy college and try new things. You have always been there for me. College is over now, and I am ready to settle down and start the next chapter in our life together. I want to move to go to New York with you."

I just looked at Tina. She was and still is beautiful. "Please, Steve."

Fuck, Fuck! I was like a puppet on a string. "Yes Tina, I would love for you to move in with me."

My family lived on Long Island. Dinner every Sunday was a regular thing for us. Family and relatives loved Tina but also had no clue how we ended up together.

"How big is your dick?" My asshole brother Chris asked me once. "You would have to have a big dick to get a girl like Tina."

My brother and I were opposite. He was athletic, but not the smartest. He could probably walk into a bar and pick up any girl he wanted to. But not Tina, Tina was all mine. I was a geek with a hot girlfriend.

Tina heard him messing with me one day. She walked up to him and whispered something in his ear. Chris just smiled at me.

"What did you say to Chris?" I asked.

"I'll tell you later."

We got home that night and she told me. "I told Chris I wanted you bad, and I have followed you like a lost puppy ever since the first day we met."

There is some truth to that. I never asked Tina out. We were studying together one evening in my room, "Steve are you seeing anyone?" she asked.

I just looked at her, "No Tina, I'm all yours." I said with a laugh.

Well, let me tell you. I didn't know how great sex could be until that night. And she reminded me how great sex could be at least three or four times a week after that.

I guess we were dating. Well, we as in I was dating Tina, but Tina was dating me and whoever else she chose.