Milo pulled into the driveway, put the car in park and turned the ignition off.

”What do you think?” he asked.

”You said it was a house, Milo, not a mansion.”

”It’s still a house,” he replied. “Just a really big one.”

Vicki leaned back into the seat and let out a sigh. Milo had bought the house as an investment property without discussing it with her. The savings they had were gone, used to finance Milo’s latest idea.

”It’s old, run down and huge, Milo,” she said quietly. “How is this an investment?”

”Give it a chance, Vicki,” Milo prompted. “It’s solid and fully furnished.”

”Come on, check it out,” he said as he led her up the driveway to the large front porch.

Large trees, obviously very old, surrounded the grassy lawn and encroached the house. They needed trimming. The sunlight barely touched the roof and windows due to the thick foliage.

As they climbed the steps she felt the weakness in the wooden planks beneath her feet. She stepped carefully upon feeling a soft spot as Milo unlocked the door and ushered her in.

The entrance was a huge space with high ceilings and an aged parquet floor. An imposing wooden staircase stood in the middle, it’s steps shod with aging carpet. Vicki sighed and followed along as Milo toured the house. Every wall had wallpaper peeling and every room had old, worn floors. The kitchen was huge with rows of cupboards, a large pantry and long counters. The adjacent dining space was large and open.

”It needs so much, Milo,” Vicki sighed. “How can this be feasible for us?”

”I called an agent,” Milo replied. “I’m selling the house and we’re going to live here while we renovate.”

”You what?” Vicki asked incredulously.

”I am selling the house and using the money to pay for this place.”

Vicki seethed with anger. She pursed her lips tightly and clenched her hands into fists. She stood silently as Milo explained his plan and her mind processed the information. Milo is in charge, Milo earns the money, Milo knows what is best, she reminded herself. Her anger subsided and her hands relaxed as she once again accepted her fate as dictated by Milo.

”Come, let’s go upstairs,” Milo directed. “You will love the bedroom.”

They ascended the creaking stairs and walked towards the end of the hallway.

"Be careful of the railing," Milo warned. "It's getting weak."

He opened the large door and ushered her through.

”TA-DA!” he exclaimed as his hand gestured around the room.

The room was very large and well decorated. A huge four-poster bed with a full canopy, two large dressers and an antique makeup vanity. Antique night tables stood on either side of the bed, each with a small vase of fresh flowers on top.

”I made sure this room was ready for you,” Milo boasted.

Vicki was impressed but it did little to soothe her feelings. She walked around the room and looked through the door to the left and found a large walk-in closet.

”Where’s the bathroom?” she asked.

”Just outside the door in the hallway,” Milo answered. “I will add an ensuite, don’t worry.”

”Well, I guess it will have to do, Milo,” Vicki sighed. “I hope you know what you’re doing.”

Milo smiled, put his hands on her waist and pulled her into him.

"Now let's try out this bed" he growled.

Vicki rolled her eyes and sighed. "If we must..."

"Come on, Vicki," Milo said angrily. "It's been over three weeks."

"I know," she replied. "You know how I feel about sex."

"Yeah, yeah... it's not important to you... you don't think about it," he said with a wave of his hand. "You don't get horny. Well, I do. And I want someone who wants sex, who gets horny, who does more than just lay there when I fuck her."

"What are you saying?" she asked.

"Nothing... I just wish you would enjoy it," he said as he left the room.

Vicki followed Milo to the front door and went to the car while he locked up. She sat in her seat and managed to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes. Milo got in the car, glanced at her and shook his head as he turned the key. They drove home in silence.

*****

Vicki brought the suitcase in and sat it on the bed. Her clothes hung in the walk-in closet and all she had left to unpack was her suitcase. The large dressers had plenty of drawers and easily held their things. She opened her suitcase and took out her red satin gown with the thin straps. It was getting old and worn. She did not want to part with her wedding night reminder. 

With a deep sigh, she folded it up and opened the bottom drawer of the makeup vanity. She was surprised to see something in it and lay her gown on the dresser. She pulled the small white box from the drawer and shook it, feeling something inside.

She pulled out the little wooden stool and sat down. She placed the box on the top of the table and opened it. She discovered it was a lingerie set consisting of black stockings, a garter belt and a sheer black teddy. 

With a little giggle of excitement she held the teddy up and looked in the mirror. It looked like her size. She took off her pants and tried the stockings. Her legs looked so shapely, longer and sexy. She pulled her t-shirt over her head and slipped the teddy on. It fit perfectly and hung just right on her slender shoulders. In the mirror, she thought her breasts looked fuller and even perkier. She removed the teddy and the stockings and lay them out on the bed.

The rest of the day passed slowly as her mind constantly returned to the lacy garments. They were so beautiful, sexy and elegant. They had made her feel so... different. She looked at the clock and decided to surprise Milo before dinner.

She slipped on the garter and stockings, no panties, and pulled the teddy over her head. She pulled out her black high-heels to complete the outfit. As she sat at the makeup vanity and looked in the mirror she was shocked at how ravishing she looked.

As she brushed her hair it seemed to have more body and somehow feel fuller and more luxurious. She put on eyeliner and noticed her eyes seemed a darker shade of brown, almost black. As she lifted the ruby lipstick to her lips she felt different. She pursed her lips together and looked in the mirror. Her lips looked fuller, pouty and sexy.

She felt a hot flush as she posed in front of the vanity mirror. She looked and felt sexier than ever before. She couldn't help but rub her hands over her firm, perky breasts and curvy hips and she suddenly found her fingers between her legs. Her loins were hot and steaming as her finger caressed the folds and came away wet with her juice. She watched as the vixen in the mirror put the finger to her lips and took it into her mouth.

"Hey, Vicki," Milo shouted. "I'm home."

"Milo, come upstairs," she called out.

Her voice echoed through the expanse of the house and was like music when it reached Milo's ears. He went up the stairs and through the open door of the bedroom. He stopped suddenly and froze in place as his eyes set upon the lingerie-clad vixen standing by the bed.

"Wow!" he said in awe. "You look great, Vicki."

"I prefer Victoria," she said as she turned away and showed her naked backside to him.

Milo felt his zipper strain as she slowly twirled in front of him. The heels, the stockings, the pert, perky breasts teasing through the sheer material ignited a lust in him unlike he had ever felt. He stepped towards her and stopped as she put her hand up.

"Not so fast," she teased. "We are going to take it slow."

"Fuck," Milo replied. "I'm so fucking hot for you right now."

She spun away as he attempted to embrace her and wagged her finger at him.

"Uh uh," she teased. "No touching until I say so."

Milo glared at her. Who was she to deny me he thought as he stepped towards her. He froze as her left foot came up and stopped just as it touched his groin. He felt the tip of the stiletto touching his ball sack.

"On my terms, Milo," Victoria hissed. "Or else..."

He frowned at the thought of Vicki finally standing up to him until he realized it was a game. He decided to play along for the moment.

"All right, Victoria," Milo said with a grin. "On your terms."

Her foot fell away and her hand brushed the side of his face. She looked into his eyes and he was stunned at how seductive his mousy little wife had become as her hand traveled to his crotch and pressed into his erect cock.

"Take your clothes off," Victoria instructed.

Milo stripped his suit and socks off. He stood with his erect cock twitching as she put one leg up on the bed and leaned against the corner post. She ran her hand over her wet pussy in full view of his hungry eyes. He reached down and stroked his cock mindlessly as he watched her finger disappear between the folds. She gave him a sly smile as her finger reappeared and she held her hand out to him. He moved closer and felt the slickness of her as the finger went into his mouth.

"Kneel down," Victoria purred. "And please me with your tongue."

He slowly dropped to his hands and knees and crawled to her. He went to grab her hips and she tapped him on the top of the head.

"I said tongue," she hissed. "No hands."

He stayed on all fours and craned his neck so that his tongue reached the velvety folds. He licked and probed her wetness, hearing her moan as his tongue caressed her. He felt her grab his hair and pull his face tight into her as she groaned. She ground her pussy into his face, writhing and moaning as she covered his face with her juices.

"Now lay on the bed," she said as she moved away. "On your back, hands behind your head."

Milo climbed onto the bed and lay down as instructed. She climbed up between his legs, moving like a cat approaching it's prey. She stopped as the tip of his cock touched her lips. Milo groaned loudly as her mouth enveloped his swollen head and worked down his shaft. Slowly she sucked him, taking the whole length of his aching cock into her mouth with each stroke.

She suddenly pulled her mouth away, slid herself up and squatted over his cock. With a wicked grin on her face and her eyes burning darkly she sat herself down on his shaft and he felt his cock surrounded by the heat of her body. She began to ride him, bouncing up and down quickly as she tossed her head back and let out a shriek.

Just as suddenly she stopped moving and slid off of him. She sat back on her legs and looked him in the eyes.

"Finish yourself," she growled. "Make yourself cum for me."

"I want to fuck you."

She flicked the tip of his cock with her finger. "Finish yourself."

He pulled his hands from behind his head and stroked his cock.

"Use both hands," Victoria purred. "Play with your balls while you jerk off for me."

Hearing her talk like that turned Milo on immensely. He did as she said and soon was about to erupt.

"That's it," she urged. "Cum for me, Milo... jerk yourself off."

His cock exploded in streams of cum that shot across his stomach and reached his chest. With a loud groan he pumped his cock furiously until he was empty.

Victoria laughed and moved off of the bed. She disappeared into the walk-in closet as Milo closed his eyes and relaxed.

Vicki was sitting at the table eating as he entered the kitchen. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and leggings and had her hair in a ponytail. She gestured to the plate of food sitting in front of his usual place at the table. He sat down and smiled at her.

"That was fucking awesome," he exclaimed.

She nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it was fun."

"Fun?" he asked. "Just fun?"

"Uh huh," she nodded.

Milo was disappointed in her response. His good mood turned sour as he ate his food and glared at the woman sitting across from him.

"I did whatever you asked," Milo whined. "And it was just... fun?"

"Yes, Milo," she replied without looking at him. "It was fun, I guess."

Milo's face reddened as the words stung him. He pushed the plate away and stood up.

"I'm going to bed," he said angrily. "Don't bother following."

"Okay," she replied. "Have a good sleep."

Milo stormed out the kitchen and up the stairs. He plopped down on the bed and fell asleep as he waited for her to come up the stairs. 

******

The next weeks were tense as Milo continued to simmer about that night. His hopes were dashed every night as he came home to find Vicki in jeans or sweats. His attempts at sex were rebuffed with gentle excuses. Vicki continuously asked about the house renovation, the finances and his plan. He was growing weary of her.

On Thursday night he found an open envelope on his dinner plate. Inside was a letter from the bank about the last mortgage payment having been missed. Vicki sat at the table watching him as he read the notice. He tossed it onto the table and huffed.

”Don’t worry,” he said as he waved his hand dismissively. “I will call Ari and sort this out.”

”I spoke with him today,” Vicki stated. “He is coming tomorrow to discuss options.”

”You called him?” Milo asked incredulously. “What time is he coming?”

”He will be here when you get home from work,” she replied. “It’s my house, too. I am entitled to be as involved as I want.”

Milo looked at her with a stunned expression. She had never gotten involved, never questioned, never intervened in their financial situation.

”I know what you’re thinking,” she announced. “This is a huge investment and a huge risk, and half of it is mine.”

Milo nodded. Inside he was seething with anger, upset that she was getting involved in his business. If she only knew that her name was not on the purchase contract or the title.

You nosy little bitch...

They ate in silence and Milo retreated to the living room with a drink in hand and a plan in mind. The bridge mortgage was renewable prior to November 1 and he would arrange with Ari to keep her off of the paperwork again.

*****

Milo parked next to Ari's Jaguar in the driveway and entered the house. He went to the kitchen only to find it empty. On the table was a plate of cheese and crackers, two wine glasses and an empty wine bottle. He checked the living room before heading upstairs and stopped in the doorway of the bedroom.

He stared slack-jawed as he watched Ari fucking her from behind, her black stocking-clad legs splayed apart and her firm little ass in the air. His hands gripped the garters on her hips tightly as he slammed his cock into her. Victoria moaned loudly before turning her head towards him. Her black eyes found his and held his gaze.

"Be patient, Milo," she chided. "You will get your turn to play."

Ari stopped thrusting.

"Don't stop, Ari," Victoria said sternly. "Just ignore Milo."

Ari turned his attention back to Victoria and began thrusting his long cock in and out as Milo watched. Milo could not believe how hard he was getting, how turned on and excited he was watching Ari fuck his wife. She began moving her hips, thrusting herself hard into Ari's pelvis and taking his entire cock with each thrust. She groaned and quivered as she climaxed while he fucked her.

"Oh, fuck... I'm going to cum," Ari moaned.

Victoria pulled away quickly and turned herself around. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out just as Ari's cock burst. The spurts of cum shot in her mouth and bathed her tongue before splashing across her chin. Streams of pearly white liquid ran from her mouth and dripped from her chin as Ari spilled his huge load for her. Milo stared in awe as she leaned forward and took his still-dribbling cock into her mouth and sucked deeply, pulling the last drops of molten cum from his balls.

Her eyes were locked with Milo's as she slowly pulled back with a loud slurp. She ran her tongue over her lips and upper chin while smiling at him with a wicked grin. She slowly ran her tongue over Ari's softening cock, lapping up all the juice before rubbing her face with his thick tip.

"Take off your clothes now, Milo," Victoria instructed. "And come over here."

Milo undressed quickly. He was unable to take his eyes off of her smiling, cum-covered face as he moved towards the bed.

"Stroke your cock for us, Milo," Victoria purred. "Make it really, really hard."

Milo stroked his swollen shaft as he stared into her hungry eyes. The shimmer of the cum on her face combined with the excitement of what he just witnessed had him ready to burst.

Victoria opened her mouth and put her tongue out as Milo jerked his swollen cock to climax. The streams of hot cream hit her tongue, cheeks and chin as he groaned loudly. She greedily slurped up the juice and took Milo's cock into her mouth. She sucked him slowly until his cock softened and suddenly she was sitting up, grabbing Ari by the hair and pushing her mouth onto his. She shoved her cum-coated tongue into his mouth, giving him a taste of Milo as she held his head tight. With a gasp she pulled away, looked at Ari's surprised expression and burst out laughing.

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs apart. One hand went to her pussy and began caressing the folds as the two men watched. She began to writhe as her fingers rubbed over her clit, moaning and gasping loudly as she brought herself to climax. She shuddered and shook as the orgasm passed through her body, her voice cracking hoarsely as she spoke.

"I sucked both of your cocks," she moaned. "Your turn."

Ari and Milo looked at each other quizzically. Milo pointed to her pussy and nodded his head. Ari moved and placed his face between her legs. His tongue went to work as Milo watched and stroked himself. Soon he was hard again as Victoria groaned in orgasm. Ari moved away as Milo went between her legs and pushed them wide apart. He pushed into her and started fucking her fast.

He felt her hand slide down his thigh and grab his balls. He stopped thrusting as she squeezed.

"Slow down, or else," Victoria growled as she lessened her grip. "Ari, bring me your big cock."

Ari moved up and hung his cock in her face as Milo began slow, deep thrusts with the hand still cradling his balls. He watched as she took the swollen meat down her throat again and again. His orgasm was closing in as she took her hand away and grasped Ari's cock instead. She pumped his shaft as the fat tip stayed locked between her lips. Ari groaned and filled her mouth with his second load of cum just as Milo erupted deep inside of her. His cock throbbed as his balls pumped empty, spurned on by the sight of her swallowing Ari's load at the same time. 

Both men tired and collapsed as the orgasms passed. Victoria giggled as she wiped her chin.

"Now that was fun, Milo," she laughed.

Milo just nodded as he looked at her smiling cum-covered face. It was fun, exciting, shocking and humiliating all the same time. He had just shared his wife with his friend. Ari was fucking her before he arrived. She had it planned. The little slut.

"Time for you to go, Ari," Victoria announced with a wave of her hand. "Your services are no longer required today. Milo, you can stay."

Ari got off the bed, dressed in silence and left the room. Milo heard the front door close and turned to Victoria.

"What the fuck are..."

"Shut up, Milo," she hissed. "I just got us an additional free monthly payment. Besides, you got to be involved and have fun, too."

"What?"

"You heard me," she continued. "I could have fucked him all day long and sent him home before you even got here. I made sure you got to play, too."

Milo was shocked and had no words in rebuttal. She could have fucked him and he would never have known. She saved him four thousand dollars as well.

You crafty little slut...

Victoria got off of the bed and headed into the bathroom as Milo lay on the bed. He heard the shower running as he replayed the unexpected threesome in his head. It was unreal. Maybe he didn't really need to get rid of her just yet. She returned to the room and went into the walk-in closet, coming out in baggy sweats and a t-shirt.  Vicki headed out the door and down the stairs. He heard the television turn on as he closed his eyes and drifted off. Soon he awoke to see her standing at the foot of the bed, watching him.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Nothing. Dinner is ready."

She left as he got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. He took his seat at the kitchen table and noticed a folder of papers on the side chair. As he reached for them she dropped a plate in front of him. He looked down - Kraft dinner and wieners. He fucking hated Kraft dinner and she knew it. He clenched his teeth and stayed quiet as his anger subsided. When he looked back at the chair the papers were gone.

"Where are those papers?" he asked.

"What papers?" she replied without looking up.

"The ones that were on the fucking chair," he said as he pointed at the empty seat.

She glanced at the chair and then at him. "There were no papers there."

"I saw a stack of papers... on that fucking chair."

"If you did, then you imagined it," she said as she rolled her eyes. "Ari had everything in his briefcase. Except his cock."

He stared at her for a moment, then stood up and left the kitchen. He went to the living room and took his place on the couch.

Little lying slut bitch...

"Oh, by the way," she yelled from the kitchen. "The contractor called and they will be starting the kitchen on Monday."

"I will be gone all next week," he yelled back.

"I told them to start Monday," she replied.

He decided it didn't matter, it needed to be done before the end of the month. Then he could get Ari to raise the value of the property due to the improvements and make his new deal even better. 

*****

Milo arrived home on October 31, not October 29 as planned. Between flight delays and missed connections he had missed out on his window of opportunity. Ari had not returned his calls or e-mails and the assistant said he was away from the office. He arrived home just after eight o'clock in the evening.

As he walked in the doorway he could smell fresh paint. He put his things down and went into the kitchen. It was fully renovated and looked fantastic with it's renewed floors and new counters. The refinished cabinets looked like new. He was surprised it was completed already.

"What do you think?" she asked.

He turned around to see Vicki standing in the entrance.

"It looks great!" he exclaimed. "I'm surprised it's all done."

"I made them a deal to have it ready for when you came home," she said. 

She pointed to the microwave. "Your dinner is there. Heat it up, have a beer and come up when I call you."

"Upstairs?" he said with a smirk.

"I have a surprise for you," she said with a wink as she turned and walked away.

Milo ate his supper and drank his beer while he pondered the possible surprise she had in store. His ears picked up the lyrical calling of her voice beckoning him to come up. He climbed the stairs and stopped at the top step as Victoria stood in the hallway.

Her lithe body was clad in the black stockings, garters and sheer teddy. Her ruby red lips were full and pouty, her hair wavy and her eyes smouldering black. He could feel the sexual heat radiating from her.

She crooked her finger and beckoned him to her. As he approached he noticed the bathroom door was gone and looked at the stepladder against the freshly-painted wall.

"What is this?" he asked as he gestured at the wall.

"I had the ensuite done, too," she purred as she stroked his chin with her finger.

"We can't afford that!" he exclaimed. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Whatever I want," she growled as her hand slid down to the crotch of his pants. "It's my house."

"Your house?" he said with a smirk. "How did you get this done? What is going on, Vicki?"

"It's Victoria," she said sternly as her hand closed around his balls and squeezed.

Milo gasped and began backing up into the hallway. He stopped when she applied more pressure. She moved her body to his and pushed him against the railing.

"Okay... Victoria," he grunted. "Just tell me what's going on."

Her tongue caressed his ear as she began whispering.

"I've owned this house since it was new. I'm not leaving. I didn't leave when my first husband died, or my second. I didn't even leave when I died. You are just the latest man who thinks he can own my house, and thereby own me."

"I... I don't understand..." he said through clenched teeth as the hand tightened its grip. "Vicki?"

"She's here, Milo," Victoria laughed. "Squeezing your balls and wearing my favorite outfit. You men are so weak for flesh. The contractor was happy to oblige. His workers were happy to oblige. All she had to do was put on my outfit."

"What?"

"I fucked them all, Milo," she hissed. "I sucked their cocks... I fucked them one at a time and in groups. I even let them take my ass, Milo. Every day, all day long I let them take turns using me... as long as I got what I wanted."

"Fuck," he grunted.

"Yes, fuck. That's what they wanted to do. Fuck Vicki's tight little pussy and hungry mouth. Luckily, she is as sexy as I was."

Milo tried to push her away but the hand squeezed hard.

"And Ari, foolish Ari. He had no problem changing the paperwork for me after I let him use me so many times. That day you came home was planned. Ari knew you were coming and I told him that you would watch him fuck me. I told him you would watch me suck his cock and eat his delicious juice."

Milo groaned as he tried to move away.

"He processed all of my papers yesterday before he fucked me again."

Milo's lower back hurt from the pressure of the railing as he was pressed into it.

"What are we.. going to do?" he gasped as her grip tightened.

"We?" she chuckled. "Well, I'm going to stay in my house with Vicki."

She released her grip on his balls and pushed hard into him with her shoulder. The railing cracked and gave way. Milo reached out, grabbing only air as he fell backwards into the open space above the main floor. 

Victoria looked down at the lifeless body with a wicked grin. Her hand flew between her legs and she brought herself to orgasm in seconds. Once the climax subsided she returned to the bedroom and went into the closet. Vicki came out.

Vicki moved the stepladder into the middle of the hallway. She climbed up and removed the light fixture cover, placing it on the top rung of the ladder. She unscrewed the bulb and placed it in the fixture cover. After climbing down she tipped the ladder towards the broken railing and heard the glass cover and bulb shatter next to Milo as the ladder stuck in the railing.

She walked down the stairs, stood by Milo and called 911. 

*****

Ari knocked on the door and was greeted by Vicki. He followed her to the kitchen and sat at the table. He went over all the papers and had her sign the title. The insurance had paid it in full - it was her house now. She put a cup of tea in front of him and excused herself for a moment. He sat in the kitchen and sipped his tea.

The voice reached his ears like music, beckoning him upstairs.