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Negotiating With The Devil
“Hey Mrs. Conlon. Did you decide you needed some MAGA cock after all?”
“Do you a few minutes to talk in a mature fashion about this? Let’s go back to our place and we can discuss it over a beer. How does that sound?” I asked, hoping a change of venue would change his attitude.
“I never say no to a free beer.” Nick said as he left his porch and joined us in the front yard of his dad’s home.
“I understand our families aren’t the best of friends, but I don’t see why you would want to ruin our reputations?”
“It’s not about you. It’s just too good to keep to myself. I mean, think about it. I got these liberal ass neighbors and lo and behold the wife turns out to be a MAGA slut and the hubby is a libtard cuck who likes to watch. You don’t see that shit every day.”
“As we’ve already told you that it was merely a sperm donor that you saw last night. I was supervising the event and the things you heard were things my cousin said in the moment, but had nothing to do with the way any of us feel in reality.”
“Nah. Come on Mr. Conlon. You were there with a little stiffie while Mrs. Conlon was begging for MAGA cock. Don’t piss on me and tell me it’s raining. I know what I saw you know it too.”
“I hear what you’re saying, but I am pleading with you to keep what you saw a secret.” I asked in my most sincere tone.
“I’ve got some buddies coming over tonight and there is zero chance this doesn’t come up,” he said as he tipped his beer back and indicated for Kim to get him another, which she dutifully did.
Of course, this bastard wasn’t going to make this easy on us. I prepared to move on to our next tack and hopefully get through this without having to utilize the contract idea which was fraught with problems.
“Can I offer you some money to keep this quiet.” I said.
“Let me guess. You’re recording this and want to trap me into blackmailing you guys. I’m not looking for anything out of this. It’s just a great story to tell my buddies,” Nick said as he took a long draw from his second beer.
“I swear; we are not recording you and would never do such a thing.” I assured.
“Yeah, regardless. I don’t need your commie money.”
I looked toward Kim, realizing we were on to our last option, looking for her approval. She closed her eyes and nodded slowly.
“What if we asked you to be one of our donors?” I asked, hearing my voice crack as I said it.
“One of your donors. How many guys you got breeding your wife?” Nick asked.
“Um. There are two right now, but it started at four and we are trying to get back to that number.” I said.
“I don’t see how that’s going to keep me from telling my buddies about what I saw. And I’m sure going to tell them if I start breeding Mrs. Conlon.”
“Actually, you wouldn’t be able to tell anyone, because there is a contract you would need to sign that has a non-disclosure agreement included in it.” I explained.
“Ok. Well, that’s an interesting proposition. What do I get out it?” Nick asked.
The gall of this insufferable punk. I’m offering to let him have sex with my wife and he’s asking what he gets out of it. I tried to rein in my anger but couldn’t quite contain it.
“We are offering to let you have unprotected sex with my wife. That’s what you get out of it.”
“Yeah, I get that. No offense Mrs. Conlon, but I’ve never been into the whole MILF thing. Don’t get me wrong, you’re hot for your age and those titties are bigger than any I’ve ever seen, but I get plenty of bitches my age looking for a good dicking.”
“You sounded like you were very interested on your porch.” I said.
“That was when I thought she was a MAGA slut, and you were a libtard cuck. It would be so hot to be cucking you with your liberal wife who begs for my MAGA cock.” He said to me before turning to Kim. “What I saw last night seemed real. Are you sure you’re not a MAGA slut Mrs. Conlon?”
“I’m not sure Nick. I just know we want to have a baby.” Kim said with her face and chest flushing red.
“Here put this on,” Nick said as he removed his red Make America Great Again cap and handing it to Kim.
Kim took the cap from him and after some adjustments affixed it atop her head and looked at him.
“Now, say I’m a MAGA slut and need MAGA cock.”
Kim looked at me for a second with a look of guilt before looking back to Nick and said, “I’m a MAGA slut and need MAGA cock”.
I had cum on Natalie less than two hours ago, but my cock was suddenly coming back to life. I was thankful we were sitting at the kitchen table, and no one could see my crotch.
“Oh yeah. That does it for me,” Nick said to Kim before he looked toward me “And you, are you a libtard cuck?”
“No, Nick. Sorry to disappoint, but I’m not a cuck,” I said. There was no way I was going to let this punk get away with calling me a cuck in my home.
“Well, it was worth a shot,” Nick said as he stood from the table.
“Wait. You can’t leave until you promise not to tell anyone,” Kim pleaded.
“I’m not promising anything. It’s been nice talking to you, but I’ve got some friends to see.”
“Can you give me a few minutes to talk to Mr. Conlon?”
“Sure, I’ll be over at my place. Bring some more beers,” Nick said as he made his way to the door.
I spoke first when he was out the door. “You want me to tell that kid I’m a cuck?”
“Yes. If I can tell him I’m a MAGA slut, you can tell him you’re a libtard cuck. He’s never going to get to do anything with the information once he signs that contract. We just need to play his game until he signs, then we can let him know the vote didn’t go his way. For heaven’s sake Josh, this was your idea.”
“He’ll know I said it and every time I see that smug smile on his face, I’ll know he’s remembering me telling him I’m a libtard cuck.”
“Yes, and every time I see him, I’m going to know he saw me having sex with your disgusting cousin. And you know what? It’s your fault. If you had just closed everything like I told you, none of this would have happened. So, I want you to get over yourself and tell him whatever he wants to get him to sign that contract. Now, grab the contracts and a few beers and we’ll go over there and get this over with”.