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Vette Vetted!

By 1845Laura

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Vette Vetted

By 1845Laura

I always knew what I wanted. Ever since I was a little girl there was an image in my head of what I wanted my life to be and I was doing what I could to reach that goal. I imagined myself having a beautiful house, a good husband, and a life I would enjoy, and at first, I thought

that my dreams did come true, but soon I learned that not everything comes with a happy end.

My husband, Topher, wasn’t really anyone remarkable. He was working as the manager at his parent’s company and it mostly meant that he could boss people around without doing much else. I didn’t see any special talents in him, only some arrogance, but I could deal with it as long as he treated me right.

When we just met he was trying to impress me, to show how much of an alpha male he was. I even enjoyed it at first, but with time it became tiresome. It was as if Topher was trying to prove to somebody that he was more man than he actually was and I didn’t need that show. I needed him to act right with me.

I would’ve never said it out loud to him, but after some time I started to feel neglected. Yes, we had a stable life and I could spend my free time doing what I wanted, but I didn’t really have a partner. Topher didn’t appreciate my talents just like he didn’t appreciate me. He didn’t care how smart I was, how hard I was trying to stay attractive to him, or how much of my time I was putting into making our family look presentable. He loved to invite his friends over, to organize events to make him look better in the eyes of the local community, but in reality, all of it got laid on my shoulders while he was standing close receiving all the praise.

Even then, I still thought that I could make it work, that I’m still able to go through with all that nonsense to save the life that I got so used to. But then his middle age crisis happened and I realized that it might be it.

Topher’s father was getting older and giving more and more power to him, while never really respecting his choices. If I’m honest, all of my husband's ideas were more than stupid. His father was frustrated with him and Topher was frustrated in return. He had no problem laying it all on me again and I just nodded, while listening to his whining. But his work wasn’t the only problem.

His age was starting to gain on him. Unlike me, Topher didn’t bother himself with trying to stay healthy and, as a result, he gained some fat on his chest and his ass. If his man boobs were sometimes making me almost laugh when I looked at his hairy chest, his ass was another thing. It looked surprisingly juicy and plump and at times I was almost jealous of it because I never could achieve results like these with the exercise.

I was starting to lose interest in him and Topher knew it. He noticed that I was trying my best to get to sleep right away or dodge all his questions about sex. He thought that it was because of him getting older, but in reality, he never really satisfied me and now he wasn’t even trying. I was better than this, I didn’t want to be just a toy for him to stick his tiny prick in so he could cum. After a month or two of me barely giving him any attention Topher’s

behavior became even more. And that was when he bought the Corvette and this story really started.

It was a sunny day and I was lying next to the pool when I heard a car getting into the driveway. It sounded different, a low, almost purring sound of it made me put on my robe and go outside to look who it was. When I finally saw the car my jaw dropped.

“What is this?” I asked, seeing Topher standing next to the red Corvette, lovingly petting its hood.

“This?” he smiled wide, looking at the car’s shining side. “It’s my new baby. My new love. Doesn’t it look sexy?”

It was a beautiful car. It was slick and beautifully made. Just one look inside made me think how good it probably feels to sit inside and feel the wind as you drive fast down the road. It was brand new and had that special smell that could drive anyone crazy. Yes, it was an amazing car. And one we couldn’t really afford.

“Where did you get the money for it?” I asked in a dry tone that instantly made Topher stop smiling. He looked at me as if he was a little boy and I was his mom who always ruined all his fun.

“Don’t start it, Crystal. We have money in the account, remember? It’s not like we’re starving”

I quickly did a mental math on where he could’ve taken that much money from and my heart dropped. Trying to calm myself, I looked him in the eyes.

“Did you spend the money we were saving for our anniversary vacation?”

“It was the same amount as a down payment,” he just said, knowing how upset I was. “Crystal, really, it’s not that big of a deal. We can go whenever you want, we’ll just need to make it a little less expensive. And we can always go to Vegas instead of stupid Paris”

I felt heat run over my body. I don’t think I ever was as mad as I was in that moment of my life, looking at that man who I shared everything I had with. He knew that it was special to me and he ruined it anyway. Back when we just got married Topher promised me that we would go traveling in Europe to visit all the beautiful cities and I was waiting for it ever since. There was never a right moment, but a year back I insisted that we need to start saving for it. I was waiting patiently for the day to come when I could finally get something I wanted so badly, but now it was all ruined, all by Topher’s hands. His car wasn’t just a thing, it was his final “Fuck you” to me and everything that I was doing for me. And I just couldn’t stand it.

“Oh yes, you’re right,” I told him, starting slowly raising my tone. “We can go to Vegas, even take the car for it, so you can drive around the streets showing off to all the women that you can’t have”

I was almost screaming as I stood next to him.

“But even if they’ll agree to sleep with you because of the car they’ll only laugh at you when they open your pants

and see your micro-penis! So if you need this car to feel more like a man please, enjoy it, but leave me out of this bullshit”

Topher’s face went red, I could tell that he wanted to tell me something, hurt me in return, but he couldn’t. He didn’t even know me well enough to find a weak spot for him. I turned around and went inside the house with my hands still shaking. It was too much and I needed to calm down or I would’ve killed him.

I went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. I drank it slowly, as I heard Topher come inside the house. Even his steps on the wooden floor were annoying me now and I didn’t know how to calm down. When I looked back at him there was a guilty smile on his face. He probably thought that he could fix it as easily as he always did, by promising me something or reasoning with me, but I wasn’t in the mood.

“Crystal, don’t be like that,” he said, looking at me. I knew that he wanted me to calm down so things would get back to the way they were and usually I allowed it to happen. But not now. Now I was just too angry.

“Fine,” I said, breathing out slowly. I looked up at him, hoping that it looked as if I calmed down. “Let’s take your car for a ride. If it’s already here I want to at least show it around the town”

Topher smiled wide, thinking that he won the battle, and leaned to kiss me on the cheek.

“Get ready, darling! You’re going to enjoy it so much”

I went to change from my robe to the dress. Before I went out I gave myself another look in the mirror. Can a woman like me really be happy next to a man that barely notices how attractive I am? How much do I put into keeping myself looking like this? And how much do I do to save peace in this house? I knew the answer, but I wasn’t ready to face what it all actually meant. First, I needed to take that ride.

Topher already waited for me in his Corvette and barely looked at me as I opened the door. It was another hit to my self-esteem, but I could take it. I looked inside, seeing black and red leather, all the little details that just screamed “man”. The smell inside was as if someone spilled cologne all over it and I wondered if it was what Topher actually did. Even the music he turned on was heavy rock and I wondered once again why he needed to prove himself like this. Why did my husband need even for his car to be as manly as it could be? He probably would’ve lost his mind if I asked him to take the wheel.

“Ready for our ride?” he asked, putting his sunglasses on. He stuck his elbow out, only one hand on the wheel. That was going to be fun, I just knew it.

“Let’s go,” I said, not trying to fuel the fire. Not yet.

It was at least comfortable. I was in my seat, looking out of the window as the world outside became a blur. Topher was doing the best he could to show off how fast

his car was before we got close to the city where he needed to go slower. He was constantly looking at me, probably wanting to see how excited I was, but all I could do was give him a fake smile. I wasn’t happy about his purchase and he knew it.

Once we got to the area with the walkways I started noticing something else. Topher was slowing down the moment he saw young women walking by. I could see some not paying attention and some giving a lot of it, but not to my husband. His expensive car was their focus. I didn’t know what option was worse: that he did it thinking that I was stupid enough to not notice or that I didn’t matter enough for him to not try and flirt with the strangers right in front of me. Either way, it hurt and it hurt badly. He already showed me how little my feelings mattered, how little I mattered to him, and now I had another demonstration. And now I knew I needed to act.

There was another group of girls that were about to pass us by and I knew Topher would pay special attention to them. They were young and wearing flashy outfits that left little to the imagination. I remember myself dressing this way with my tits almost hanging out under their weight. For a moment I wondered if that was why he chose me, but it wasn’t really important right now.

“Just look at them,” I said, nodding at the girls and making sure that Topher paid attention. He would need to

make a turn in a moment and I wanted him to miss it. “Aren’t they attractive?”

I put my hand on his tight and let it go up. I wanted him to feel as if I was in on his little game, that I had so little self-respect I was encouraging him to look at these women while I was there.

“They do look nice,” he said, still not sure what was hiding behind my words and my actions. He just knew that I was angry before and now I had my hand almost on his cock.

“Maybe we should think about bringing someone else into our bed. What do you think?” I learned to whisper it in his ear, knowing that he was fully distracted now. Mostly because he thought that he won this battle and that I was just an obedient little wife of his. And that was when he turned to me and saw that he almost missed the turn and was driving right into the wall.

He pushed me away, as I looked at him panicking and turning the wheel. It was the wrong move. Topher did it so fast that the Corvette instantly went up on the curb, but it wasn’t even the worst part. There was a road sign standing right there and the front of the car got smashed right against it. I couldn’t hold back a smile, as I looked at what had happened to the thing that my husband already loved more than me. He didn’t notice, he was just looking in front of him, with shock written all over his face. The only other thing he noticed was a loud laugh from the other side

of the streets were the girls he wanted to impress so badly were standing.

“I guess it’s the end of our ride,” I said calmly, stepping onto the street. The safety belt dug in my skin a little from the sudden stop we just made, but it was nothing because I achieved my goal. Topher looked stunned and miserable and part of me almost wanted to see him cry. “I’m calling the tow company”

I didn’t know if he heard me, but it was already in motion. I looked at the deep dent on the front of the Corvette, touching it with my fingers. For some reason, it gave me more pleasure than I ever experienced having sex with Topher.

By the time the tow truck arrived, he was starting to become alive. Topher went out of the car to look at the damage and I could see him frowning, probably calculating how much it was going to cost. I was just happy that he won’t be able to drive around in it for some time.

“It’s the shop I’m going to get it to,” the tow truck driver said, giving me the business card. “It’s the best one in the area, so I highly recommend it”

The truck started moving as I looked at the black card with the white writing. “Big Dom repair shop” was a bit of a mouthful, but at least he wasn’t afraid to put his name on it, so it meant something. I looked at Topher who was still a little bit stunned.

“We should go there, talk about how long it’s going to take,” I said, giving him a card and that was when I saw his face slowly go even whiter.

I thought that damage to his car would be a big blow for him, but now that he had the card in his hand, it looked like Topher just saw a ghost. I didn’t know what caused this reaction, but I certainly liked it. If he was willing to make my life shittier with his behavior I was fully willing to do the same.

“I don’t think it’s a good place. Maybe you should go there and ask them if we can move it to another shop?” he asked, looking at me with a silent plea.

“It’s nonsense! It’s a good shop and I’m sure you don’t want to spend any more time and money on moving it around town. You’re the man here, so you should fix it if you don’t like something”

It was laughable to me. Topher wanted to be the head of the house as long as it worked for him and was easy, but now he needed to get in the league with the big boys and fix his mistakes by himself.

We ordered a taxi and went to Dom's shop. It wasn’t that far away, but I still got the pleasure to see Topher nervously playing with his watches and looking in the mirror, fixing something I couldn’t see. I didn’t know what was the reason for it, but I was sure that I'd enjoy seeing my husband being under even more stress than before.

He instantly saw the red side of his car and went to look at it, as if he was a little boy who lost his puppy and got it back, but at the same time a man walked in his direction and I got the pleasure of seeing pure horror on my husband’s face.

“Look who we got here,” his laugh was deep and echoed through the shop. “I didn’t think I’ll ever see you again”

I went to stand next to Topher, mostly so I could have a better look at the man standing next to him. He was a black man with skin so dark as I had never seen before. He was big in all senses of the word – he was tall, towering over me and Topher and fat, his body taking so much space I couldn’t see much behind him. His palms were huge and for a split second, I imagined them around my breasts. I bet he could’ve covered them fully, not like Topher’s tiny hands.

“I’m guessing you’re Big Dom?” I said with a smile and he instantly got his eyes on me. Despite his size, he wasn’t at all intimidating. He looked at me with a gentle smile and I smiled back, having no clue why my husband could even be afraid of him.

“Dominique,” he said, extending his hand to me. “But I don’t mind if you’ll call me that”

My small pale hand looked tiny in comparison to his as he shook it slightly and for some reason, I loved seeing it.

“We knew each other in school,” Topher said, trying to get a hold of the conversation.

“Yes, we knew each other well back then,” Dom laughed and I could see my husband’s shoulders sagging as if he was trying to take as little space as possible. “I guess this baby is what brought you here?”

Topher looked relieved as Dom was now paying attention to the car.

“It’s a nasty hit, it will take some time to fix it. We will also need to find the right details so it would stay just as beautiful after the fix. Might take a while, but you don’t mind if you’ll have to come over a few times to finish the work perfectly, right?”

I knew that Topher didn’t like being near this man, that he was nervous and maybe a little bit terrified so I did the only thing that was on my mind – I decided to make it worse. I knew that I needed to give them some more wiggle room and that meant I needed to leave them one on one.

“I’m sorry, can I get to the restroom?” I asked Dom.

“Of course. There is a door right next to the office,” he smiled at me and I felt like I could trust this man. Especially knowing what effect he had on my husband.

Topher looked like he didn’t want me to go, but I had a little care about what he wanted. I went to where Dom had pointed and closed the door behind me. I left a tiny crack and, to my luck, I could still see them. Now Dom was

acting much different from Topher and I was excited to see it.

I couldn’t hear what he was saying to my husband, I could only see Dom leaning closer to him, close enough for Topher to be pressed against the door of his car. He let out a whiny sound as Dom’s hand went to grab his ass and I felt suddenly hot. I didn’t know why but seeing this strong black man squeezing my husband’s ass, making him look scared like a little girl, it all was turning me on more than I could ever imagine. I couldn’t stay inside too long though, so I walked back in and they instantly moved away from each other.

“Did you decide on all of the details?” I asked as if I didn’t see what just happened.

“Yes!” Topher said, a bit of hysteria in his voice. He was about to walk out of the shop, calling for the taxi that would take us home.

“It was nice to meet you,” I smiled at Dom.

“I’ll be happy to see you again” he answered and I felt like there was a heavy meaning to his words.

When I said my goodbyes and walked outside I noticed something new and I couldn’t wait to bring it up.

“Is there an oil stain on your ass?” I asked Topher, seeing a palm print on his light pants. He looked at me with his eyes wide before trying to look down and see. “What happened? Where did you get into it?”

“I probably just learned something, that’s all!” he insisted as if I was accusing him of something. “That’s not a big deal!”

“If you say so,” I smiled, knowing exactly why he was so distressed. Big Dom intimidated him and he was pushing Topher to his limits. All I could think of is that I wanted to be there to see where it will happen again. And maybe even be a part of it.

A week after the accident Topher asked me to drive him to the repair shop. I wasn’t against it, but I did wonder why he didn’t just call the taxi. Maybe it was Dom’s doing and if so, I was grateful for it.

I was getting ready in the bathroom when I suddenly realized that a few things were missing from my makeup stand. Mascara, lip gloss, and eyeliner. Those weren’t the ones I usually used, so I was perfectly fine without them, but it still was weird.

I made sure that I would look as sexy as I can get, putting on a tight top and small shorts that let all of my best parts show. It wasn’t for the Topher, of course, and he didn’t even notice it when I went downstairs.

He was already waiting for me, in his usual combo of shirt and pants. Both seemed to sit tight on his body and I wondered if Dom would like that look too, but what I paid even more attention to was his face. My husband was

cleanly shaved, but instead of the usual heavy smell of his cologne, there was nothing. I also noticed that his lips looked a little bit fuller and were shining and his eyelashes seemed darker and longer.

“Are you wearing makeup?” I asked him, making Topher look at me with his eyes wide.

“What? No! How could you think that?” he said, stepping back a bit as if that could make me unsee what I saw.

“Don’t lie to me, I can tell that there is a gloss when I see it!” I insisted, moving forward and swiping my finger over his lips. It came up slightly pink and smelled sweet. “I knew it!”

“I just had dry lips, okay?” he said, getting more frustrated by the minute. “I didn’t know that there was a color in it, I just wanted to moisturize them”

“Since when do you care about your dry lips?” I asked, barely stopping myself from laughing even harder. I knew that he was lying to me and it felt so good to get him in the corner.

“It just doesn’t feel good, okay? Can you stop with the questions so we can go now?”

He stormed out of the house and I just looked at his back still smiling. I knew that he was hiding the truth from me, but it was okay. I was about to find out whether my husband wanted it or not.

We drove in my car and now Topher was in the passenger seat. Mine was much less expensive or flashy, but he had to live with it now that he broke his Corvette.

As soon as we arrived at the shop I saw Dom standing in the front, waiting for us. He had the same friendly smile on his face and I was so happy to see him, unlike my husband. Topher looked like he had something stuck up his ass, that’s how tense he was. He walked in front of me, closer to Dom and the bigger man gave him an appraising look, then a nod. I wondered what it was about, but it looked like I wasn’t in on the joke.

“You can wait for me in the second garage, I won’t make you wait long,” Dom said to Topher and my husband obediently walked to the door. “Crystal, I know that waiting around here might get boring and a woman like you shouldn’t be just sitting here in all this dirt and dust, so maybe you can get to the coffee shop nearby? It’s going to take a couple hours anyway”

I was a little disappointed hearing that, but it also stroked my ego to hear the way he was talking to me. I was about to get upset and leave with nothing when Dom said something else.

“We usually keep the garage door open from the side of the street, it’s right next to the coffee shop entrance. If you’ll get bored there maybe you will want to come in and take a look at what kind of job I’m doing with your husband”

Again, there was a heavy meaning to his words. I wondered if he saw me back there on the first day when I was looking at him and Topher, but it didn’t really matter now. I was ready to take that invitation.

“I think I just might stop by,” I smiled at him. When Dom left I did take my sweet time walking to where he said the door was open. I didn’t want to see the start of it, I wanted to see what would happen when they would be in the middle of it. I didn’t even know what that “it” was exactly, I just knew that it was something for me and degrading for my husband and that was all that mattered.

I found the door quickly and, to my luck, it was in a secluded area so no one would’ve asked me any questions as to why I was pipping inside. I could hear voices inside and I could feel heat coiling inside my lower stomach already. I knew that I was about to see the show and maybe Dom was putting it on just for me.

When I looked inside, it wasn’t what I expected. I instantly noticed Topher’s car – it looked to me as if everything was fixed, but inside of it wasn’t black and red anymore. It was cream and pink, which contrasted with the outside, but I quickly turned my attention to the real show.

Topher was undressed in the middle of the garage. I was used to seeing him naked, but never like this. There was a blond wig on his head, that he used to cover most of his face, he was covering his chest with his arm and, with

how full his tits were it seemed like he was hiding a lot behind it, but what threw me off the most was his underwear. He was wearing my red thongs and they fitted him well.

“Come on, show me more. Don’t you want to be the prettiest girl?” Dom laughed. There was a phone in his hand and he was taking photographs from different angles. I could feel my breathing getting faster as I saw my husband’s tiny worm of a penis being covered with the lace of my panties. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve said that he had just a large clit.

“You can do better, I know,” Dom laughed, pointing the camera in his face. “Tease your nipples, I know it will make you feel good”

I saw more of Topher’s face now. His lips were shaking, and some of the mascara he put on was dripping down with his tears, but he didn’t disobey Dom. He put his hands on his man tits, pinching his nipples between his fingers.

“Now jump! Let me see them giggling!” Dom commanded again and Topher did it.

Seeing him like this, doing everything he was told, humiliating himself like this in front of this strong man made me think about all the times I felt underappreciated, undervalued, and put down. And I loved that now I saw Topher like this. The heat between my thighs was

intensifying and I knew that I would need to take care of it when we got home. For now, it was enough for me.

I went back to sit in my car, waiting for them to be over. When Topher walked out I could see that he was still tense, but his face was washed clean. I wondered if he still had thongs on and I knew the way to find out.

He didn’t tell me a word when he got back in the car after he announced that we’ll need to get back soon to look at the work. I drove the car back to our house and stopped in the area where there was nothing but the fields around us. Topher looked at me with a question.

“I know it was hard for you to lose the Corvette,” I started slowly, turning to him. “So I thought I might cheer you up”

I went to open his pants, making it look as if I was about to suck him, but Topher threw my hands off.

“No! Not now!” he was almost hysterical at the idea of me just seeing what was inside his pants, so I was sure now that he was still wearing lacy thongs.

“But I just want you to feel better,” I tried to convince him to let me see.

“I don’t care! Just get me home!” And that was exactly what I did.

The next time we went to the garage I decided to not torture Topher with my thoughts about how feminine he

was starting to look. Sometimes I would ask him why we weren’t having sex anymore, not because I wanted it to happen, but because I wanted to see his reaction to it. He would find a million excuses not to get in bed with me even if before he loved doing it. Maybe it was giving him some confidence to know that a woman like me was willing to take care of his micro-penis, but now I knew for sure that there was someone else doing that work for me.

He was silent on the way to the garage and I could tell how tense he was. I liked seeing him like that because he deserved it. He didn’t pay much attention to what I wanted back when he still tried to be the man of the house and now I didn’t care what he wanted. I knew that I will get what’s mine anyway.

Dom was waiting for us in the front and I smiled as soon as I saw him. I was starting to like this man more and more every time I saw him and I felt like I was allowed to. With Topher being less and less of a man in my eyes and in general, no one could blame me for looking at someone who could appreciate me.

“Crystal,” he greeted me with a smile, looking me up and down. I made sure to wear the skimpiest dress I owed so he could see how good I looked. There was no bra on me, so I knew he could see my nipples which were hard and very sensitive right now.

“It’s nice to see you again, Dom,” I said to him in a sweet tone. He treated Topher as if he didn’t exist and I

liked it. There was tension between us and I didn’t want my husband to get involved in it.

“You can get in the back, I’ll join you soon,” Dom commanded Topher and my husband went through the same door as he did the last time, with his head hanging. I enjoyed seeing him defeated.

There was one new thing – next to the door that led to the second garage there was a calendar. There were two dates on it that were put in pink hearts – today and the last time we were there. The picture on top was more than inappropriate – a thick ass in thongs with a print of the hand on one of the cheeks. If I didn’t know who it was, I would’ve never thought that it was Topher. Now, seeing that his slutty ass was on display in a place like this I felt great. He deserved to be put down like this.

“Who is this?” I asked innocently, pointing at the picture. I was more than sure that Dom knew that I saw them that time, but it seemed that he liked to keep that joke between us going too.

“Oh, that’s just some girl that comes here from time to time. One of the guys decided that she has an ass that deserves to be put on the wall,” he laughed and I laughed with him. “Maybe you will have a chance to see her soon”

“Any recommendations for today?” I asked him. “I loved spending time at that coffee shop, but maybe you have something else for me to offer?”

I felt a tingling on my skin as if the two of us had a dirty secret that no one in the world knew about.

“My office,” Dom said, looking me in the eyes with intensity. “There is a comfortable couch there, so you will enjoy being there, I’m sure”

“I’ll trust you on that,” I smiled, turning to get to the door to which Dom pointed. I couldn’t wait to see more of Topher’s humiliation.

Just as I thought, there was camera footage on the computer screen of Dom’s office. It was going from all over the garage, so I picked the one with the better angle and maximized it on the screen to have a better look. I turned on the volume too. Now I could truly enjoy it.

Topher was probably changing off the camera because the next time I saw him he was wearing a completely different outfit. There were no more pants and shirt on him, only a short tight red dress that was hiking up as he walked. He had the same wig on and high-heeled shoes. He had the same minimal makeup on when we were getting out, but I didn’t comment on it this time. I was planning to ask him another kind of question after this.

I could see him walking awkwardly in front of the Dom, glitter on Topher’s chest making him look like a party girl. I didn’t even notice that he shaved his chest.

“Show me how slutty you are, girl. Pull your skirt up!”

Topher was shaking, I could tell even from the footage, but he still did as Dom said. He pulled the skirt up and

showed his thongs. This time they were white and I could see his prick through the lace. It was pink and I felt disgusted thinking that this thing was once inside me.

“Please, I don’t want to do it,” he tried to plead with Dom, but it wasn’t in his plans.

“Shut up, slut!” the man screamed, getting closer and grabbing Topher by the face. His fingers were pressing on both sides of Topher’s face, making him look like a fish with his mouth opening and closing. “You’re going to do what I tell you to do, or I’m going to fuck that ass dry. Got it?”

“Yes,” Topher cried out, stepping away.

I swallowed hard, imagining my soft fragile husband being fucked by this strong man. I had no doubt his cock was as big as he was and I wanted to see so badly the way Topher would struggle to take him in.

“Now get in the car and let me see you teasing your clit”

Now I finally noticed the car, Topher’s Corvette, that was standing beside them all that time. It was now painted in the softest shade of pink and was matching the interior. There were still small details missing that would’ve made this car the girliest thing that I ever saw, but those could be added later. What was important is that Topher’s masculinity was getting stripped away one thing at a time.

He opened the backdoor and lay over the seat, with his legs still being out of the car. Dom was keeping his

distance, probably knowing that I wouldn’t have a good look otherwise. Topher put his feet on the frame above him and spread his legs. Then he pulled his panties to the side and let me see his tiny member. It was just as pink and weirdly shaped as before. His tip was thick against his thin shaft and it felt like it was ready to fall down at all times. He was also only four inches standing and the first time I saw him I was barely able to hold back the laugh.

“Show me how slutty of a girl you are,” Dom ordered him. “You’re so horny, aren’t you?”

Topher nodded, taking his prick between his fingers and starting to stroke himself. He was looking up, at Dom and I wondered if he imagined himself being fucked by him.

“You love big cocks, you love taking them in your mouth and up your ass, right?”

“Yes,” Topher said, his voice sounding way too high. “Tell me how much you like it!”
“I love it. I love when a big black cock tears my asshole.

I love having cum inside me”
I moaned out, feeling how much it was turning me on.

My terrible stupid husband was humiliated in a way I couldn’t imagine and I just wanted to see more of it. Did it mean that I was sick? Probably. But I also needed to see more.

Dom was pressing Topher more and more, demanding that he say out loud how much he wanted to be used as a

sex toy and a cum dumpster for a crowd of hung black men and I loved every second of it. I was barely able to hold myself from touching my clit when I saw it happen, but I was able to do it.

Soon it was over. I waited for Dom to come outside and, after some time, Topher did the same. His face was bright pink and I could tell that he didn’t like what happened one bit. Dom made him stop next to the calendar.

“Let’s mark our next meeting, shall we?” he smiled, giving Topher a pink marker. He looked miserable as he put a pink heart around the date of the next week.

“Do you need another week to finish the car?” I asked as if I didn’t know it already.

“Just a few details left, nothing too big,” Dom smiled at me, putting a hand on Topher’s shoulder. “You love spending time here, don’t you?”

“Yes, for sure,” my husband said.

I decided not to say anything on our way back this time. I had another plan on my mind and it demanded from me to be looking my fool of a husband in the eyes. When we were back at the house and walking inside I decided to break the silence.

“I can’t take it anymore!” I was almost screaming. “Tell me, who is that girl you’re sleeping with?”

Topher looked at me with his eyes wide, but then I swiped the slitter off his neck and showed it to him. He looked scared now.

“I knew something was wrong when you wouldn’t sleep with me in weeks, but now this! Is that this girl from the calendar in the garage? Does Dom get her to come over so you can screw her? Tell me now!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he said, trying to protect that little amount of dignity he had left. “There is no girl and that glitter... I don’t know where it came from, okay? You probably got it on me somehow!”

“I don’t use glitter!” I kept pressing Topher. I was enjoying how much he was trying to come up with an excuse without giving away what was actually happening. I was sure that he'd do anything for me not to know what was happening, what Dom was making him do. “What about those hearts around the dates then? Or were you this excited to see Dominique again?”

He got even paler and he probably thought that I either knew something or was too close to the truth. So he needed to defend himself as much as possible to not let me get even closer to the revelation.

“I’m not sleeping with anyone, okay? You’re just insane for thinking that. You need to calm down and wait until the car is done repairing. Then everything will be okay again”

He went inside the house without letting me say another word. I smiled, seeing how distressed my husband was.

That evening, in the shower, I touched myself while thinking about Topher, with his legs spread, speaking about how much of a slut he was for a black cock. I came harder than I did in ages and somehow I knew that there was only one way for me to feel better than this. If I got to watch Topher actually take dick up his ass.

Topher didn’t talk with me much in the week before his last appointment at Dom’s garage. He was always hiding away and trying to spend as much time at work as possible, but I knew the truth. I saw his online purchases – fake glue on tits, women’s underwear, a dress. I don’t know if he was this reckless or he didn’t think I was smart enough to notice, but I was planning to confront him about it, but I never got the chance. It was as if he was running away from me and I knew exactly why. It was in the evening before we were supposed to go and pick up his Corvette that I put all the cards on the table.

“You’re cheating on me and now I have the proof,” I said, showing him the receipts. “Who are you buying all these things for? What is her name?”

He looked at me with a silent plea, as if that would make me drop it all, but I kept pushing.

“There is no one, I swear. Friends asked me to buy things for his wife because he didn’t have money at the moment and...”

“If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable!” I screamed at him. “If I don’t see an explanation for it tomorrow I’m filing for a divorce”

I left to the bedroom, knowing that tomorrow all I’m going to get is another show of my husband being treated like a little slut.

I waited for him silently next to my car in the evening of the next day when we were supposed to go and pick up his car. I didn’t see Topher getting dressed and when he came out with a thick jacket over him I looked at him weirdly.

“Aren’t you hot in it?” I asked. It was summer and I could see how much he was sweating.

“No, it’s just the wind. I don’t want to get a cold,” he didn’t let me see his eyes even for a moment and so I decided to play along.

“Let me turn on the heating then,” I smiled, knowing how much it was going to fuck him up.

On our way there I could enjoy the view of my husband sweating profusely and looking like he was about to pass out. As soon as we stopped near the repair shop he ran out, breathing hard.

“Are you okay?” Dom asked, looking at him. “I wouldn’t want to put my favorite customer in danger”

“Yes,” Topher answered, gulping the air. “I’m fine”

“Go inside then, we’re about to add the finishing touches”

My husband went inside and right into the door where his Corvette was held all this time. I couldn’t wait to see the final product, but I also couldn’t wait to see what Dom was planning to do with him this time around.

“Do I get to take a look, or..?” I asked with a smile.

“When we’re finished,” Dom said to me gently. “For now you can look around. Maybe you can find something to lay your eyes on”

“I’m sure I’ll be entertained,” I said before Dom went to the door.

This time I didn’t want to see it just through the screen, I needed it raw and with all the sounds. So I went to the door that was cracked open and walked inside. There were a few other cars inside and I hid behind one of them, as I looked at someone who I didn’t recognize.

If I didn’t know that it was Topher I would’ve never guessed. All the things he did to change his appearance made him look like a completely different person. The blond wig was the same, but his makeup became much better. His lips were bright red, and there was eyeliner and mascara on his eyes, along with some blush.

His dress was bright orange and tacky, with the cuts going up to his thigh. I could see one of his legs that was freshly shaved, thinking that he did all the preparations

just for Dom. There was a deep cut on the chest too and I finally saw what Topher was hiding under his jacket. The fake boobs he ordered, huge ones, with the hard nipples were now glued on to his chest. He looked so much like a real woman and yet with too many things off.

“Aren’t you looking pretty today, princess?” Dom asked, coming closer to him. “Let’s see if you like your car now”

They got closer to the pink Corvette and I could see all the little details that were added. There was a small plush toy hanging from the rearview mirror, the panel of the car was covered in rhinestones, and the gear stick was now slick and pink, slightly resembling a dildo. I could bet it smelled like cotton candy inside too.

“One more thing,” Dom said, going to the back of the car and putting a sticker on it. “I like em black,” it said and I loved it. Now every muscular part of the car was torn away and I couldn’t wait to see the same happen with Topher. “It’s time to pay for all of this. And you know the only thing I’ll take as a payment”

“Please,” Topher said, with his voice weak. He stood in front of Dom, looking so small and so feminine, it was hard to see the man I married under all of this. “I’m not sure I can take it. Can’t you just take the money?”

“Oh no, baby girl! I told you right away what I need and that is to have a chance to use that plump ass of yours. So bend over and let’s get to the business”

Still looking scared and shaken, I saw Topher go down on his knees in front of Dom. The bigger man slowly unzipped his pants and pulled his cock over and it took everything in me to not make a sound as I saw him.

It was the most massive cock that I saw in my life and I saw quite a few before marrying Topher. Dom’s dick was long and dark, I could see thick veins going all around his shaft from his massive balls to the tip. But it wasn’t what got me worried for Topher’s ass, it was his thickness. I was sure that I wouldn’t be able to lock my hand around him, he was just so wide. His cock was the size of my forearm, if not bigger and I couldn’t wait to see what would happen with Topher’s ass.

“Open wide,” he said, directing his tip in Topher’s mouth. My husband could barely take the tip inside, but Dom wasn’t letting his head move, pushing harder. “Come on, it’ll be either if I don’t take you dry”

Topher whimpered and moaned, trying to push Dom away, but what could he do? He was just too weak. Soon he got another few inches in his mouth, but that was it. Dom still tried to fuck him like this, but soon stopped.

“Okay, let’s try another option. Hope your ass still remembers our amazing time at the school”

Dom pulled his dress up, letting me see Topher’s thongs. Those were brand new and I felt my clit throbbing as I saw Dom moving them to the side. Topher’s head was

pushed against the track of his pink car, while Dom grinded his cock over his ass crack.

“I hope you like it, princess”

Topher let out a yelp as Dom started to push his monster cock inside and I felt myself being even hotter. I had the perfect view from my place and I could see that giant black dick the size of a baseball bat slowly disappearing inside my husband’s asshole. Now Topher wasn’t screaming, he was moaning.

“It’s good, right? You love black cocks, it even says it on your little pink car” Dom said, as he was still fucking Topher’s asshole with pleasure. He was going deep, his balls touching Topher’s tiny pink prick and fully covering him as if he really didn’t have one. “Are you going to be a good slut and take my cum?”

“Yes,” Topher said and I could hear the pleasure in his voice. “Give it to me, I want it”

With a laugh, Dom smacked Topher’s ass.

“That’s my girl. I knew that you’ll remember how much you loved it”

He fucked him faster, rougher, and soon, with a groan, Dom finished. He moved away, looking down, to where Topher’s asshole was gaping and leaking with his seed. It dripped down his tiny penis and I loved seeing it.

“Now let’s call your wife and show her how pretty your car has become”

I quickly moved back to the main area of the shop, but it seemed like Dom knew exactly where I had just been moments ago. He looked at me smiling wide as if I was a kid that just done something nasty and he knew all about it.

“Come in, take a look,” he opened the door for me and I stepped back inside, looking at Topher and his Corvette behind him.

“That’s such a nice car,” I said. “And such a beautiful girl. You’re just a perfect match”

He was all red even under his makeup and I loved it. He stood funny, probably because he just got fucked by that giant dick and I didn’t blame him.

“You wanted to tell us something, didn’t you?” Dom asked him and I had a feeling that I knew what it was.

“Please,” Topher said, his voice low. He was looking down, on his feet, at his red high-heeled shoes. “I know I can’t satisfy you, Crystal, so you need someone better who can do it for you. Please, Dom, I want you to fuck my wife”

I was at a loss for words looking between the two of them. I didn’t like Topher one bit now, but the way he offered me to another man like this felt like a surrender. And I loved it.

“What do you think, Crystal?” Dom asked, coming closer to me and putting a hand around my waist. For some reason, I felt safe next to this man and I knew that he could do things better than my husband could ever even

try. “Are we going to show this girl what a real fuck should look like?”

“Yes,” I said, looking at him with a wide smile. “I’d be more than happy to do it”

I felt giddy and excited. Finally, I would have a real man in my bed, someone who could make me happy, who could satisfy me, and, even though I was a little afraid of that big cock of his, I knew that I could handle him.

“Lead the way, princess,” Dom said to Topher, opening the garage door so he could drive his car out.

Our way home felt a little surreal. Topher was driving in his new and improved Corvette, while me and Dom were in my car, following. He didn’t want to spoil the ride for Topher and so we were just looking over him. He turned on the music in his car and it wasn’t the same manly tune I used to hear. It was pop music with a sweet female singer's voice. It was blasting out of his windows and I smiled, noticing how many people were honking at Topher, asking for his attention. It was just too good and I didn’t want this drive to end. I couldn’t say if my husband was having fun or not, but I certainly did, especially with Dom’s hand caressing my thigh. He seemed like he actually liked me, actually wanted me and that was something that I was missing in my relationship for a while.

When we came to our house Topher was the one to open the door for us as we walked inside. His walk still

seemed a little shaky in the heels, but I was sure he could learn. I appreciated his new boobs, thinking how similar to mine they looked. We walked right into the bedroom, with Dom just taking a little more time to wash himself and I appreciated it. Now it was time for another show that I finally got to be a part of.

“You’re going to sit and watch until the lady asks for your help, slut,” Dom said to Topher, before turning to me. “I can’t believe I finally get to have you. You’re too sexy to be with someone like that”

“I know,” I smiled. “That’s why we did what we had to do, right?”

I never felt like this with Topher. His hands never grabbed me the way Dom’s did, I never felt like he was strong enough to tear my clothes apart or get me in the air. Dom did it at the moment and now I was in front of him without the top.

“I love your tits,” he said, leaning down to touch them, to kiss them, making me moan lightly. “You’re so fucking beautiful”

I laughed, pulling him closer, before I sat on the edge of the bed, looking up.

“Come on, show me your cock,” I smiled. “I’m not going to be scared, I promise”

Dom slowly pulled his pants down, letting me see his length up close. He looked, even more, intimidating now and part of me was afraid of taking him in any of my holes,

but I knew that if my wimp of a husband could do it I could too. I put my hand around his ball, feeling how big and warm it was in my hands. Then run it over his shaft, feeling how heavy his cock was.

“I think I might need some help,” I said, looking at Topher. He looked unhappy to even sit close to us, but when I said it he was almost in tears. “Come on, you’ll suck what I can’t get in my mouth”

Dom looked pleased with me. As soon as Topher was next to us, with his open mouth on Dom’s base, I took his tip in. He wasn’t as hard with me, his hand simply rested on the back of my head, but I knew that I needed to do better than Topher. And so I put my all into it. I opened my mouth wide, taking as much of his thick veiny shaft as I could, feeling its incredible taste. I worked him up good, pressing my lips tight around him, knowing that Dom liked it. Topher was barely doing anything, but I didn’t care much. I knew that Dom was close and I knew what to do.

As soon as I felt the taste of his cum in my mouth, I pulled away and directed his cock in the direction of Topher’s face. He tried to move away, to cover his face, but it was too late. Cum already was running over him, making his makeup run down his face. He smeared it away, starting to look even more dirty and messy.

“You gave her even a better makeover than I did,” Dom smiled, looking at him.

“I’m glad you like it”

Topher tried to get to the bathroom to clean his face, but he wasn’t allowed to. Dom pushed him onto the bed, commanding him to keep me and him happy. That was when we undressed each other fully.

I loved his body, I loved the way he looked – big, strong, massive. He was nothing like my weak pathetic husband and that was something I loved even more. He took all my clothes off and pushed my legs open, looking down at my pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet,” Dom said, smiling. “Did you like the little show we gave you? I’m sure you did”

I looked down to where his cock was about to go. He was massive and I didn’t know if I could take him easily, the way I wanted to.

“Come keep me wet,” I said to Topher. A single look from Dom told him that he should not argue. He went to lick my pussy, giving his all to it and making me whimper a little. When I thought it was enough, I simply pushed his head away, waiting for Dom.

“You’re going to love it,” he said, rubbing his big thick tip against my clit and my entrance.

I moaned and whimpered taking him in. My pussy was so used to Topher’s tiny prick that I forgot how it could be with a real man. My pussy got stretched to its limits, but I didn’t care. I was having the best sex of my life and Topher was there to lick my pussy to make it feel even better.

“I love it,” I moaned out, feeling his every inch inside me. “I love that thick black cock”

I lost my mind, moaning and screaming from how good it felt, while I felt Dom pumping inside me, until, finally, his hot cum filled me up, leaving me drained from my powerful orgasm.

“Go on,” I could hear his voice, as he pushed Topher’s head against my leaking pussy. “Clean her up”

I smiled at Dom, knowing that now Topher knew for sure that he wasn’t the man in the house.