Collaboration Ch. 01

This story deals with themes of cuckolding / hotwifing. If that's not your cup of tea, turn back now.

All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.

Noah carefully framed the photo of the bar entrance. His fiancée, Courtney, was putting on her usual charm, pointing excitedly at the bar sign above. "BOMB DIVE" was the name of the recently renovated watering hole. Next to the sign, a neon warplane diving into a shotglass drove home the theme.

They both were excited to finally get a paid promotion. Courtney's good looks and instincts for performance had netted her a few thousand online followers, and Noah's photography skills had grown to match. Today, it was paying off for the both of them: A few hundred bucks to feature the bar.

Noah snapped the photo, and then lowered his phone to record some video. Noah admired his fiancée as she walked into the bar, spinning around and giving the camera her reaction. Her straight blond hair was just about shoulder length, and her pretty girl-next-door face was glowing in the bar's light. Her makeup was light but sultry, about as sexy as Courtney ever decided to do, but it had taken about an hour for her to get it just the way she liked. It was a lot of work, this "influencer" thing. Even working as a team. Editing all of this together would probably take a couple hours for Noah, along with a few voiceover takes from Courtney.

It didn't help that Courtney was kind of a perfectionist, always making minor adjustments. Noah wouldn't ever admit it, but this was the part that made him feel the luckiest: Courtney and Noah were high school sweethearts, and she had been a little bit awkward and oddly dressed back then. But now, just after college, and a few years of constant self-improvement, Courtney was a stunner. Which was why he had popped the question last December, just six months after their college graduation: it could only be up from here.

However, sometimes Noah felt she was a littletoofinicky. She was slightly obsessed with the "next big thing" and tended to chase trends. A good trait for an influencer, but sometimes she would get impulsive, purchase some silly gadget and it would end up unused after a week. Courtney even had that same constant improvement philosophy in bed, which Noah appreciated when it meant Courtney sucking his dick for a half hour just to work on technique, but she sometimes gave Noah a little too much, say,constructive criticismabout their sex life and bruised his ego. Noah simply did his best to keep up with her.

The inside of the bar was dark and well-decorated, a theme of old WWII warbirds and pinpups. Posters of old fighter planes and bombshell blondes took up most of the walls. Noah took a few videos of the interior, always featuring Courtney's beaming smile. The owner, a middle-aged man in a baseball cap with heavy five-o-clock shadow, watched them work for a bit before Courtney gave him the thumbs up. They were due to open right after the filming was done, and, to be honest, the owner was kind of just doing them a solid. Well, maybe just Courtney, really. Noah noticed the owner's tone right away as sneakily flirtatious.

"You gonna get it all pretty and make the place look good?"

"Of course! I have a few tricks." Courtney's bubbly tone was infectious.

"Oh I'm sure you do." He smiled subtly. "It's spring, warming up. Gotta get some traffic in here!"

"What? Arewenot enough traffic for you?"

"Psh that's the problem, they're gonna be asking for the cute blonde girl!"

"Hahah why don't you put me up on the wall like one of your posters?" Courtney gestured to the wall, covered in dozens of old B-movie bombshells.

"Ooh yeah or put you behind the bar. I'm sure people would love to buy a shot from you. Can I offer you two a round?"

Noah wouldn't ever admit it, but he loved watching his fiancée flirt. He knew that this prized girl was all his, so watching others trip over themselves to impress her was fun. Eventually he always felt an anxious urge to step in and shut things down. Maybe it was just his natural desire to protect her. Or maybe it was guilt. Noah butted in. "Hey, you know what, we gotta edit this thing. Good luck tonight! We will have it out by tomorrow afternoon." He began to shepherd his fiance out the door.

The owner grumpily surrendered, having pushed his luck enough. "Alright, thanks, man. See you Courtney."

"No problem Bruce. Nice working with you!" Courtney gave him a big hug and turned to leave with Noah. She blushed as she noticed the tent forming in Noah's pants.

Courtney had developed her sense of male intentions a little late, another result of her ugly duckling teenage years. She often found herself accidentally giving back too-flirty energy to men. For a bit, men's reactions to her personality had made her uncomfortable. By now, though, she'd learned to lean into it when a man had something she wanted. Besides, she was an influencer famous for her girl-next-door looks; a little flirtation came with the territory. She wanted to travel the world. A few winks and laughs here and there probably would help. She felt so thankful to Noah for financing this silly little project, and had promised herself that she would get him back someday.

They headed home to their tiny studio apartment. Noah was working an entry level administrative job for the state, and couldn't afford much more than one bedroom. Eventually he'd climb up the payscale and be able to support a whole family, but that was years ahead. Courtney had struggled to find work right out of school, so she was giving herself one year to make it as an influencer before just getting a job serving coffee or something. For now, they were living light. Together at their little desk, they edited the video, crossed their fingers, and posted it.

Noah had to scratch the itch in the back of his mind. "Did the bar owner message you after?"

"Hmm? No not yet. Why?"

"Well... he was definitely into you. So I was wondering if he'd slid back into your messages or what."

Courtney felt guilty. "I'm sorry, honey. I just was kind of stuck in 'bubbly Courtney' mode. He's just some sleazy bar owner. And he's like fifty. You have nothing to worry about. I'll let you know if he gets weird." Courtney kissed Noah on the cheek. "Thanks for thinking of me. And thanks for the help again babe. I know you've been working so hard... maybe I could make it up to you?" Her hand crept down to Noah's crotch.

"Oh god, please." Noah was in dire need of release after a long workweek and a busy Saturday doing the shoot.

"Wow. You arehard."

"Well, maybe it was fun to see 'bubbly Courtney' come out of her shell a bit."

"What do you mean?" Courtney eyed him quizzically as she slithered her fingers under his waistband.

"It's hot to know that there are other men out there who want you."

"Oooh, and they can't have me." Courtney smiled. "I'm all yours."

Noah thought for a moment.Huh... I hadn't really thought seriously about them 'having' her..."Yeah babe." spoke Noah breathlessly. "All mine."

Courtney quickly knelt down in front of Noah and unzipped his jeans. Noah's cock was tenting his boxers, and Courtney just had to comment. "Well, well, well. Someone's missed me."

"Ugh, I've been dying since this morning."

"Oh babe. You should have told me. I would have taken care of you." Courtney smiled up at him. The stress of the last year had gotten to their libidos, and Courtney was glad to be doing something a little more spur of the moment than their typical session. Noah's cock was harder than usual, even.He was hard at the bar earlier, too.She still felt a little guilty about how she'd behaved with the owner. She'd thought he was just a nice older man. She hadn't realized how flirty she had been until it was a little late. Still, anything to cheer Noah up was a win, and she relished in her ability to get an erection out of him. She pulled his boxers and pants down past his dick, finally releasing it.

Courtney really enjoyed seeing his cock so hard like this. It meant a good time was ahead for the both of them. Was Noah's cock porn sized? No, given the few photos of dicks she'd seen online. But why did anyone care about that? She and Noah had tons of fun. Anyway, Noah's well-trained tongue easily overcame his potential sexual shortcomings. The connection, the psychology of what was going on in her brain and her heart, that was what really mattered to Courtney.

Courtney beamed up at Noah from her position next to his cock, and carefully licked up and down his shaft. He moaned softly in response. Feeling his hardness beginning to plateau, Courtney moved to the next step. She kissed her way up his cock and then took it in her mouth, first just the tip, licking around his head before slowly descending down his cock. Courtney was pretty proud of her deepthroat skills. She'd spenthourshoning them in their dorm rooms. Noah's cock disappeared into her mouth, just tapping the back of her throat. She stared up at him with a sultry look in her eyes as she started to suck, back and forth, slurping his cock. It didn't take long for Noah to moan. Courtney knew he was getting closer when he grabbed her hair, desperate to keep her from sucking him off too soon. She slowed down, reveling in his pleasure as she carefully licked her way down his entire shaft. At the base, she stuck her tongue out and lightly licked his balls, for good measure.

Noah couldn't take much more. He finally pulled her head back and pulled her up. She was shorter than him by about three inches, and he still looked down at her where she stood. "You are always getting ahead of yourself, you know that?"

"Mmmm but it's just so much fun. I like trying new tricks..."

"Mmm well why don't we try a new trick on the bed, huh?"

Courtney loved that idea, and loved it even more when Noah peeled her top off and pushed her back onto the bed. She liked it when he was rougher, but he always seemed to hold back a bit. It was sweet that he thought so carefully for her, but sometimes she just wanted to be tossed, damage be damned. This time was more aggressive than normal, and she let out a light yelp as she fell back on the bed.

Noah followed quickly, grabbing her skirt and panties in one move before yanking both down her thighs and awkwardly past her knees. In just a few seconds, her glistening pussy was in full view. She had a beautiful pussy as far as Noah was concerned. Soft and just slightly pink, her lips formed a natural teardrop shape that perfectly framed her hole. Her clit was like a tiny pearl and her blonde hair was neatly trimmed. It was just like the rest of her: soft, tight, and petite. Noah dove in. It was his turn to show his appreciation.

Courtney lightly grabbed Noah's short brown hair as he began to eat her pussy. She used his hair like a joystick, guiding him in the right direction. He mostly knew what he was doing, but a soft pull here or there was sometimes needed. They'd nailed this system two years ago and hadn't looked back since: Courtney got off almost every time. Courtney could immediately tell that this was going to be no exception. Noah washungrytonight. She laid back and relaxed as she felt him slowly flick his tongue over her clit, just the way she liked. Courtney wondered what had gotten into him. Typically they'd have sex once or twice a week, mostly on weekends or just after them, before the struggles of work had drained him. But here he was after a long Saturday of working onherdream, and he was eating her out like it was her birthday. (For her 21st, he had done it four times. She'd only stopped him out of guilt.) Courtney's mind finally admitted what she'd suspected: that little flirty exchange at the bar had lit some sort of fire inside of her fiance. Was it competition? Pride? She didn't know, and...oooh...maybe at this point she didn't care.Oh. Ohh.She felt it. Her orgasm was coming, starting down at her toes and slowly migrating up her body. Her pussy flexed, and she let out a series of soft moans as she locked Noah in place with her legs. She gyrated her hips slowly and felt Noah moaning back, a low hum of victory. She fell still for a moment before releasing her leg lock, and let go of his hair: her sign that she was satisfied.

Noah took a moment to strip, and quickly grabbed a condom out of the bedside drawer. Courtney had never been on birth control, so condoms had just always been their approach. In fact, condoms were kind of Noah's secret weapon. Twice in college they had stupidly fucked without them, and both times Noah had done the walk of shame to the pharmacy for a Plan B, having failed to pull out even remotely in time. The barrier actually kept him from getting too out of control too quickly... most of the time.

This would not be one of those times. Noah peeled the condom onto his dick and practically leapt onto Courtney, positioning himself between her legs and quickly lining up with her entrance. Courtney smiled up at him and raised her eyebrows, as if to say "What are you waiting for?" He didn't need another suggestion, pushing his cock into her and starting his strokes right away. Noah just went for it, deciding to cast caution into the wind as he repeatedly plowed into her.

Courtney was shocked. Thiswasnew.He wasn't the same, sensitive lover he normally was. This was animalistic, primal. She liked it... a lot. "Ohh, holy fuck babe!" She moaned.

Her voice, dripping with lust, tripped the last synapses holding out in Noah's brain, and his orgasm crashed over him, to both of their surprise. Noah had hoped to go a little longer, if just to savor the moment. His cock spasmed as he filled the condom, and he collapsed on top of her, spent.

Courtney had wanted more, too. That had been fun, if a bit brief. She would have to work on that with him... However, she felt proud of how quick she'd got him off. There would be other times, surely. They both crawled under the covers, and fell asleep in a tight embrace.

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Unfortunately, those next opportunities for practice wouldn't be anytime soon. A rough start to the workweek wore Noah down, and on Wednesday, Courtney left to spend a couple nights at her mom's, six hours away. They'd been so busy that there hadn't been time for any other intimacy.

Courtney was gone until the weekend, so Noah had the apartment to himself. It was time to play some video games, watch some movies, and most importantly, cook to his liking. Noah fancied himself a bit of a home chef, and Courtney was... culinarily cursed, to put it bluntly. She hated when she messed up a recipe, and had given up after somehow setting the fire alarm off in the process of making a salad. So Noah did most of the cooking. There were a handful of meals that Courtney didn't like, and he was ready to prepare every one of them, just for himself.

Ding. As he put the finishing touches on his chili, he heard a notification from his phone. Courtney had messaged to let him know she made it. Absentmindedly, Noah paged over to their shared account to check on their post about the bar. The odd thing about social media was timing these sorts of things. The algorithms could pick up a post days, weeks, even months after the fact. For now, their video about the bar hadn't broken out of Courtney's followers. Noah scrolled through the comments, a stupid duty that he had volunteered for. Many of Courtney's followers were girls, but she had a vocal cohort of men who...appreciated...her too. These men were often in the comments, and this time was no exception.

Damn. Look at the personalities on this girl.

wow your hair looks amazing in that light

I don't usually go for blondes but you really make it work.

smash. next question.

So innocent. I bet she goes feral in bed lol

Her bf is a lucky SOB

Noah really was a lucky son of a bitch. All these men wanted her. And he had her.

All these men. Many of them were older. Noah reeled at the thought of another man grabbing ahold of his petite fiancée. Why was it turning him on? Noah's heart started to beat as his thoughts turned dirtier, to men grabbing her, to Courtneygoing feral in bedfor them. Before long, his bowl of Chili was cold on the counter as he jerked off in the bathroom, images of Courtney being ravished filling his mind. As he finished, he snapped out of it. He cleaned up, and stared at himself in the mirror.What is yourproblem, dude?

When Noah got home from work late that Friday, he was happy to put another week of work behind him. Inspecting buildings for the state was a solid job with good benefits, but he was at the bottom of the office totem pole, and always found himself staying late on the job or out at some jobsite. Courtney had just made the drive home, and Noah found her on her phone, curled up on their bed. She excitedly jumped up at Noah as he entered.

"Babe! Did you check the account today?!"

"No, what happened?"

"The bar post totally blew up!"

"Wait really?!"

"Yes! A couple other places are asking if we can do them in the same style. We actually got a ton of messages."

Courtney's voice betrayed something else.

"Yeah? Messages?"

"Well do you know Jason Travels?"

"No, who's that?" Noah was still a little confused about Courtney's tone.

"He's a really big travel influencer. He's going to California in a month and says he would love to collab!" Courtney tilted her phone towards Noah and scrolled through some of Jason's posts.

He was a handsome but friendly-faced older guy with a body that even Noah could acknowledge as "excellent". Noah also noticed that Jason had thousands of comments, and millions of views. Now Courtney's tone made a little more sense: She was shy.

"Whoa." Noah considered shutting the whole idea down... but this could be big for them. "But how are we going to get down there?"

"He said the resort would cover the whole thing. Airfare, food, everything! They want a few influencers to come and visit and I guess he's picking who!"

"Wait seriously? That's awesome!" Noah was astonished at the turn of her luck. This was sudden, too, and Noah, as the logistician of their relationship, winced as he imagined all the packing, rideshares, itineraries... And this Jason guy.

"I know! I really wanna go." Courtney was practically vibrating with excitement.

"Why does it seem like you're hiding something..." he said, half-playful, half-serious.

"Well the other girls Jason's worked with aren't exactly my... type. They all seem to do sexier stuff. You know. So... it's probably going to be pretty shallow content. I told him I would have to talk to you about it." Courtney told most of the truth. The other reason she was both so shy and so excited was... she had a tiny 'celebrity crush' on Jason Travels. But nothing serious.

"I know you're sexy enough to do it. But didn't you want to avoid doing anything too risqué? And I don't know about going down there all by yourself-"

"He said you can come too! He said he totally gets that you need to be there. Besides, you're my editor, remember? I couldn't do it without you!" Courtney beamed a big, pleading look up at him.

Noah suddenly felt a lot better about the whole thing. Courtney had obviously already mentioned him, which set Noah at ease. "Well damn. I'm sold. We just need to be careful about my PTO... I don't have a lot saved up yet."

"I think he wanted to do it over a weekend, so you'd only be taking friday off!"

"Okay. That should work. We have a honeymoon to save up vacation for!" Noah gave her a big hug and a kiss.

Courtney kissed him back. She was excited to be marrying someone so level-headed and kind. Noah was her rock. Her best friend, her love. Her stomach filled with butterflies imagining their future together, starting with this trip. And her naughty mind salivated at the idea of having a chance to bang in a swanky resort hotel room. Courtney loved a little sexual adventure, but it was a recently acquired taste. She'd thoroughly repressed any sexual urges until she was in college, and had slowly come out of her shell thanks to Noah's patience.