Over the coming weeks and despite her constantly badgering him about wanting him to stay over with her, Amy continued to visit Dean at his place. Of course it was ‘simpler’ that way but it wasn’t getting them any closer to where she wanted them to be; together, in her bed with Rick close by. Eventually he caved and spent a few nights there, on the understanding that Rick stayed in the spare room. Amy agreed because this at least was ‘progress’.
Once he got comfortable with being there and interacting a little with Rick, Amy resumed her push for more. It wasn’t easy, but she eventually persuaded Dean to let her husband watch them fuck. After weeks of fruitless begging, she finally decided to go all out and offer him her ass as bait. Dean had often suggested anal, but Amy had always resisted, not because she herself was hesitant about it, but because she knew one day she might want to use it as a bargaining chip.
Dean was conflicted, but his lust for her ass eventually won out and as he pumped her tight hole full of cum she could think of nothing but Rick kneeling in the corner watching them and waiting to be called on to clean her. Whether it would be her pussy or her ass he would be cleaning was something she hadn’t yet decided.
*****
Despite giving up her ass, Dean was still a little reluctant to follow through on his side of the bargain. This annoyed Amy quite a bit, and she told him in no uncertain terms that unless he kept his word he could kiss goodbye to ever feeling her ass wrapped around his cock again.
Then one night, Amy was on her knees sucking Dean’s thick cock while he lay back on the sofa. She waited until he started to cum and then let go of his cock, stood up and walked out of the room without saying a word.
Dean had his eyes closed and didn’t realise what was happening at first. He opened them to see Amy wandering off and he quickly grabbed his cock and finished himself off, then sat on the sofa wondering what the hell just happened.
After a minute or so Amy came back into the room and glared at him, she was slowly coming to realise that Dean was no ‘bull’.
“What… was that?” asked Dean.
Amy continued to glare at him.
“It’s frustrating isn’t it… when people don’t finish things they start, or follow through on promises they made.”
“Oh… fuck,” whispered Dean. “Yeah okay, I’m sorry.”
“So are you gonna do it then?”
Dean gave her a pained look, he really didn’t want to, but he knew he fucked up making a promise and he could tell she wasn’t going to let this slide.
“Okay,” he said. “If it will make you happy.”
*****
