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Sarah Walker the ultimate Milf	By : Irishdrgon Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 28483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chuck’s two week trip had been extended for over a month, and after he had made all of his preparations, he decided to make his final call to Sarah. Not surprisingly, the call went to voicemail. He left a brief message telling her that he would call her tomorrow, then promptly destroyed the phone, and reviewed his protocols.

When he decided that he had suffered enough at the hands of his wife, he finally took action. He would be meticulous, and believed in being completely prepared for what he was about to do.

He had planned this for so many years that he left nothing to chance. He needed to make sure that Sarah and Jason were together, and perceived to be together by independent witnesses, before he sprung his trap.

His first priority was to gather as much intelligence as he could on the current situation between Sarah and Jason.

He was getting daily reports about Sarah’s behavior, and how Sarah and Jason were inseparable at the office. He also knew that Sarah was now showing Jason blatant favoritism, and promoted him to a higher position.

There was growing suspicion from the other employees, that Jason and Sarah were some sort of couple. As a matter of fact there were a few employees who had left specifically because of Jason, and because of the employees perception of Sarah’s total lack of respect for Chuck, by her championing of Jason.

He always knew that she could never really handle managing people. It’s not that she wasn’t capable, but rather that she just got incredibly bored by the entire exercise. She was great in the field, but bored senseless in the board room.

This boredom lead to a lack of focus and a loss of professionalism, and indeed he had reports that Sarah had taken to wearing risqué and unprofessional outfits at work, including extremely tight pants and shirts. Jason encouraged the outfits, he learned through his contacts.

He always blamed himself a little bit for Jean because she was going after his mother, but after 16 years Chuck had payed his penance. Despite her betrayal of Chuck, Jean had toyed and used Sarah, a fact combined with her betrayal, lead to Jean’s death.

He went back to that moment often in his mind.

Chuck had finally gone to confront him after years of betrayal. He knew his wife was in a quasi addictive, abusive relationship with Jean. There was just no way she could ever deny him, and he compromised her on so many levels.

By this time, Jean had become a midlevel player in heroine and was attempting to use anything at his disposal to increase his market share, including Sarah.

When Chuck found out, through Carina, that Jean was essentially prostituting Sarah to other men to help close drug deals, he had enough.

He tried to reason with him, to appeal to his humanity in anyway, but Jean would have none of it. Jean had his men beat Chuck to within an inch of his life, before he began to savagely taunt him.

“Your wife belongs to me! Do you understand,” he said as he pummeled Chuck’s face over and over again.

“She has had my children! Did you know that,” he said as he hit him again.

“A son and a daughter! After I kill you I’m going to find her and breed her some more!”

The blows continued to come.

“That’s right. That precious daughter of yours Jesse? She’s actually mine! I fuck her whenever I want, I even fucked her on your wedding night.”

Chuck was beginning to lose consciousness as the pain was almost unbearable.

“When you’re dead and I’m done here, after I whore her out like the slut that she is, I’m gonna kill her too.”

“No please don’t,” Chuck said through a broken jaw.

“I don’t believe it! After all the shit she has done to you, you still love her,” Jean laughed.

“I do,” Chuck moaned.

“Never fall in love with a whore,” Jean said while pointing a gun over Chuck’s head.

At that instant the door burst open and two figures in dressed in black tactical gear fired 3 rounds each at Jean. He was hit twice in the left shoulder and twice in the back, severing his spine.

“Chuck,” one black clad figure called and ran over to help him up.

“Jesus Casey! He nearly killed him!”

Casey made his way back to Chuck after securing the gun from the immobilized Jean Lafayette.

“Can you walk?”

“Yes I think so,” Chuck said as he started to rise.

“Miller grab his other arm,” Casey said.

She took off her mask and Chuck could see the concern etched into Carina’s face.

“This is it now Chuck do you hear me,” she said as she pulled his arm over her shoulder.

“Yes I promise,” Chuck said in response.

“What do we do about him,” Carey asked as he looked down at Lafayette still laying flat on his stomach and unable to move.

“You want to do it,” Casey asked handing a gun a to Chuck.

Chuck just shook his head he and saw the abject fear in Jeans eyes.

“Let him die on the floor like scum that he is,” he said as Carina lead him out of the room, and through the bodies of Jean’s men that they had previously dispatched.

Casey looked down at the helpless Jean.

“Mercy...please...please end it,” Jean slurred from his mouth, begging him to end his suffering.

“Sorry. Not my department,” Casey said, leaving Jean to die an excruciatingly slow and painful death from suffocation.

Chuck came back from his memory and got back on task. Sarah was listed as Vice President of the company, but unknown to her, was the true scope and value of the business.

Over the years, Chuck has built a company that was the envy of every contract security company in the world. He had secured contracts with not only the government of the US, but also 37 independent nations, over 6 continents.

His company had over 5000 employees, with offices in the Americas, Europe, North Africa, and Australia. The annual operating cost of his business was over 220,000,000, and profits of over 10 billion dollars were common during the last 8 years.

He looked at the clock, it was almost Friday afternoon back in California. Sarah would be leaving soon for the weekend, and once that happened, there would be no turning back.

For the last 12 years he had been slowly building another company that he kept totally hidden from Sarah, and based it in Europe.

Indeed much of the employees that left his American company joined his European one. Over the years through slow and meticulous progress, he had built it into a monster. As a matter of fact they were each others biggest competitor.

Now he had the cash reserves to fully appreciate the reality of his plan.

Even though part of him hated what her was about to do to Sarah, he knew that he needed to see it to completion. He thought back to and tried to pinpoint the exact moment when he lost his wife.

In truth he knew it was never just one moment, but a series of events that finally broke their relationship.

He thought back to their wedding, it was three months since she had come off the Volkov mission, and he could tell that she was slightly off. She didn’t seem as warm or caring to him as she once did.   At the time he chalked it up to the strain of the mission, but as he soon found out at his wedding, it was all about Jean.

The wedding:

Sarah Walker was getting married. Jean sat back in his chair after hearing the news, and seethed with anger.

I have just spent the last year and a half fucking you almost every night, and now you are doing this to me?...not going to happen....I will have to remind you of our relationship.

When he had made love to her for, what was supposed to be the last time, he experienced that her passion for him was all consuming, and he smiled when he thought of a suitable punishment for her.

Droit du seigneur...of course first night...he thought.On her wedding night, I will take Droit du seigneur.

He needed to get her away from her Chuck, not an easy thing to do on her wedding day, but he had a plan.

He immediately got to work, and spared no expense to satisfy his rage. The first thing he did was find the venue where the wedding would take place. A few phone calls and a few dollars later he had the place, then he used a shell corporation to purchase it.

Then he paid a small fortune to have it modified specifically for his purposes, all so he could design the perfect place to take her on her wedding night.

He would also bring with him an army of people that were only there to keep Chuck occupied, while Jean could “consummate Chuck’s” marriage.

The only hang up to his plan was when the couple found out about the sale and the renovations of the venue, they cancelled.

Jean had the manager call Chuck and Sarah to offer his apologies for the inconvenience and offer 50% off the price. They accepted and the renovations were completed in record time, just one month total.

The venue a lake side resort with an expansive reception hall that was connected to an opulent lake house, where the happy couple would be staying after the reception.

On the third floor were bedrooms and a bathroom, the second floor contained the primary living space and the newly renovated first floor contained the master suite and a small bathroom.

The first floor was also important because the door connecting the
first to the second floor was a specially designed soundproof glass door that opened electrically. The only way the door could be open was a special code.
Jean used this to his advantage
as he planned his conquest.

He knew the newlyweds would be staying at the house and leaving early the next morning for their honeymoon, so he needed to keep a close eye on her the whole night until he could make his move.

Sarah Lisa Walker was the picture of marital splendor as she walked down the aisle of the church, with her new husband Chuck Bartowski.

As she walked down she met the glances of many happy friends and shared knowing smiles with the married women at the comfort of finding her man.

She suddenly blanched when she saw the last man standing in the church.

Jean Lafayette smiled at her reaction to him as she hurried down the aisle with her new husband.

The reception was going beautifully for Sarah as she danced with her
husband and mingled with the all the well-wishers. She was careful to stay away from the alcohol and to avoid Jean at all costs.

She looked around for him, but couldn’t find him, and prayed that he would just stay away.

She tried to rationalize that all of her feelings for Jean were false and only for the mission, but yet something remained inside of her.

Her love making sessions with Chuck were always good. They seemed to nurture each other in the session; every touch and every caress was filled with a deep tenderness that was a product
of the love they felt for one another.

Her love making with Jean was different, it was as if he ravaged her and exhausted her to the point where she was breathless. He seemed to be animalistic in his passion and possession of her.and

She had never felt the passion or fury with Chuck that she did with him, and as horrible as she felt
about admitting it to herself, she loved the feeling she got from Jean.

She loved the feel of him inside of her, and the passion and force of his lust as he took her. She was ashamed for feeling this way, but determined that it would never happen again, and that her heart only belonged to Chuck from now on.

As the reception was winding down and the guests began to leave, Sarah and Chuck danced one final dance together before they retired to the master suite.

“So how did you like your wedding today Mrs. Bartowski,” Chuck asked as they danced together.

“It was the most wonderful day of my life Mr. Bartowski,” Sarah replied as she buried her head in his shoulder.

As Sarah was dancing with her husband, Jean made his way downstairs unnoticed and hid inside the walk-in closet of the suite. From his vantage point, he had a clear view of the bed, and as he checked the his phone with the code to the door, his cock began to swell at the thought of being inside of Sarah on her wedding night.

He turned off the light, and took his position in the closet and waited for Sarah.

The hour was late and the reception was almost over when Chuck and Sarah posed for a few more pictures, before retiring to their honeymoon suite.

“Well I am going to go get out of this dress and take a shower,” Sarah said as she kissed her husband on the cheek.

“Alright my love I will be down in a minute. I have to pay the bandleader,” he replied as he escorted her to the stairs and went to the bandleader.

“Don’t be too long. Remember it’s our special night,” Sarah said as
she playfully squeezed his cock through his pants.

“Naughty little girl. Looks like somebody needs to be taught a lesson tonight,” he replied as he kissed her deeply.

“Oh yes I do,” Sarah exclaimed as she ground herself into him.

“I’ll be down in 5 minutes,” Chuck replied as he gently pushed her away.

“You better be down here soon baby,” Sarah replied as she turned around and headed downstairs.

At that moment, Chuck was besieged with Jean’s army of imposters. The bandleader, the
caterer, the wine steward and the wedding ccordinator all had urgent
business with him. Jean had insured that Chuck would be busy for the next hour, pleanty of time for him to take his Droit du seigneur.

Jean watched her as she closed the door and went down the stairs, and once he was satisfied that her husband was not with her, he activated the lock on the door.

He watched her go to the vanity mirror, and his cock began to swell when he realized she was taking off her wedding gown.

She closed the door in the bathroom and Jean could hear the sounds of zippers being pulled down and when she emerged, Jean’s heart leapt into his throat at the site of her.

She wore a white lace bra, which served to accentuate her 34-c breasts, and a pair of white thongs, which covered her seductive hips and framed her perfect behind. Her blonde hair was pulled back to accommodate her now removed veil, and her beautiful blue eyes danced with the excitement of her
wedding day.

His cock was rock hard in his pants as he watched her wipe lipstick from her full lips and gently brushed her hair. She then stood up
and leaned over the vanity to get her shampoo that was on top of the
armoire, and as she was leaning she inadvertently thrust her ass in the air.

Jean witnessed this from the closet and decided now was the time to
make his move.

He quietly stepped out of the closet and slowly approached her from behind.

“Hi Sarah,” he said as he gently touched her on the shoulder.

“Jean! What the fuck are you doing? Are you out of your fucking mind? Get the hell out of here,” she yelled as she spun around quickly.

“Excuse me?,”

“It’s my wedding night and Chuck will be down here any second, and if you don’t get out of here right now I will kill you do you understand? ” she yelled.

“You will kill me? You tried that once before and you couldn’t do it,” he said as he approached her.

“Save your bullshit for someone who will listen. You want it just as much as I do and don’t tell me you don’t because I know you do. I remember how much you loved it when were together, didn’t you baby mamma,” he said as he pressed his hand against her stomach.

Sarah’s eyes widened and she blanched at the comment.

“I wonder did Chuck every asked why you breasts were larger when you came back? Almost like you were nursing,” he smiled.

“You promised if I let you go you would never go after Luc,” she said
frightened.

“Go after Luc? Do you honestly believe that I would go after our son
Sarah? The son that we created? The one that you gave birth to,” he said smugly.

“Look just get the hell out of here before my husband comes down. If you leave now I will forget all about this,” Sarah said as she pushed him
towards the door.

“Enough of this bullshit!” He spat as he grabbed her hands.

“I am not going anywhere until I show you again what it means to belong to me,” he said as
he pushed her hands away.

Sarah was beside herself she stood before him. On the one hand she wanted him to leave as soon as possible, but on the other hand there was a tingling sensation running throughout her entire body.

Though she tried to block them from her mind, images and feelings of their previous passion began to spring up inside of her.

She remembered how much larger he was then Chuck, and how much fuller she felt when his cock was buried in her pussy, and try as she may to stop them her juices began to flow.

There was something inside of her that told her to get away from this man as soon as possible, to completely remove herself from the situation, and save herself for her husband. There was however, another feeling that was
also battling for possession of her soul, a feeling of passion.

She knew she was powerless against this passion, but she was determined that the first man to have her as a married woman would be her husband. And though
she may give into this passion another night, tonight was reserved for Chuck.

Sarah began to weep as she stood before Jean and looked up at him with sadness in her beautiful blue eyes.

“Jean please don’t ask me to do this on my wedding day I can not! Chuck is a good man and I love him tomuch to do this to him. Please Jean don’t make me do this,” she cried.

About this time Chuck had finished his discussion with the bandleader and had made his way to the door, but when he was about to open it, the wedding coordinator drug him away for more urgent business.

“I’m not making you do anything. I’m taking what’s mine,”he said and in a lightning move, he knelt between her thighs and pulled down her thong.

“Jean what the fuck are you doing! Oh God please no Jean,” Sarah cried as she tried to push him away.

“Yes Sarah,” he replied as he gripped her by the thighs and brought his mouth to her exposed sex.

“Oh no Jean! Please no! Don’t do this to me again Jean! Oh God,” she cried as she felt Jean slip his tongue into her.

Jean gripped her thighs hard and gently teased her lips with his tongue, pleasuring her with wicked flicks and breaking down her determination with every slip of his tongue.

“Jean no! Oh God please no Jean! I can’t do this…. Oh…oh God…oh baby...no,” she wailed as she smacked him on the head in an effort to drive him off.

Jean remained steadfast in his position, and as he thrust his tongue deeper, he could feel her knees buckle and her resolve begin to wane. He could also feel her assaults on his head weaken as she seemed not to be hitting him with such force as before.

He gently explored her sex and
teased her clit with quick gently flicks of his tongue.

“Oh Jean…Oh God…no more…please...no…oh God…oh yes…oh don’t lose it baby,” Sarah cooed as she began to gently stroke his hair and ground her pelvis
into him.

Sarah began to feel her release building inside, and while grabbing Jean’s head with both hands, savagely pulled his head closer to her in an effort to force his tongue deeper inside of her.

Jean responded by swirling his
tongue around her clit, and then sucking on it hungrily.

She arched her back as she felt his tongue wickedly stimulate her, and
moaned deeply as she felt her orgasm take hold and experienced that warm sweet release that accompanies it.

“Oh God Jean! Oh yes…oh yeah…. Oh baby…oh God,” she cried as her passion overwhelmed her in a wave of pleasure.

Jean stayed between her legs, and savored all of her juices as he licked
her bone dry, then rose up and kissed her deeply on the mouth.

Sarah could taste her flavor on his tongue, and ground up against him, as she felt him unclasp her bra and free her breasts from their confinement.

Jean craned his head down, and after placing a nipple in his mouth, gently sucked from her breast as she moaned with delight and licked his earlobe.

He could tell by her reaction that she was now under his spell again.

“Take put my cock,” he said and she dutifully obeyed.

“Now do your job,” Jean moaned as she fumbled with his cock and thrust himself forward as she
licked the underside of his shaft. Sarah then stroked his shaft a few
times, and while looking directly into his eyes, took his cock into her
mouth.

“Oh Sarah…oh yeah Sarah…oh God baby,” Jean cried as she began to slowly throttle him into her mouth.

Jean looked down on those sparkling blue eyes that were locked on his, and gently ran his fingers through her hair as she continued to pound him into
her mouth.

“I love the way you taste baby. I want your cum. Cum for your momma baby,” Sarah moaned as she popped him back into her mouth and began to pound him harder.

The sheer eroticism of the moment hit Jean then. Here was another mans wife begging him to cum in her mouth on her wedding night. He arched his back and moaned deeply as the effect of her manipulations, and her words, began to take their toll on him.

“Oh God Sarah…Oh Sarah…Oh…SARAHHHH,” he cried as he erupted inside of her
mouth.

Sarah could feel his pulsating cock inside of her mouth, and while gripping his ass tightly, deep throated him as she hungrily swallowed his seed. She continued to suck until she had milked him dry and absorbed every drop and
his cock became hard again. Then she quickly stood up and kissed him
deeply, and as their tongues intermingled, she felt him slide his hand down to her exposed sex, and gently slipped a finger into her.

“Oh God we can’t baby. I can’t afford to get pregnant by you. Oh God…oh
please…no more Jean,” she cried as he continued to finger her.

Sarah gasped again as he did the move and thrust himself deep inside of her.

“What did I tell you Sarah?”

She felt the air come back into her lungs and tried to form coherent
sentences as he body was bursting toward orgasm.

“I….belong…to you……..,”

“Yes. Very good. What else,” he said as he began to suckle from her
nipples.

“My body belongs to you…my womb is yours….my baby is yours..,”

“That's right Sarah. We’re going to make another one tonight,” he said as he continued his efforts.

“Oh Jean oh baby we can’t. This is my wedding night and I must save
something for my husband. Oh please baby no more…I can’t take anymore…oh it’s so good,” she cried as he resolve began to weaken with every thrust of cock.

“You belong to me Sarah, and don’t you ever forget it. You will only have my children.”

“You’re right,” she moaned as he orgasm began to manifest.

“You have disappointed me today, but I’m feeling generous. His wedding present from me will be that he never has to know it’s not his. Another child, is my wedding present to you” Jean said as he kissed her deeply on the lips.

She was too far gone from rational thought now, and helped him take off his shirt and his shoes, and when he was completely naked, she took him by the hand and led him over to the bed.

Up above a lone figure watched through the glass door. Chuck was in mortal distress as he saw his wife be violated and ravaged by this man, and he had turned his fingers raw in attempting to break the door down. He saw his beautiful bride before him be claimed by An unknown man, and this man had been enjoying the many wonderful fruits that she possessed. When he saw his wife grab him by the hand and take him over to the bed, his anger raged.

His mind raced with a solution
to his problem, but as he banged on the door it started to feel like a lost
cause to him.

When they reached the bed Sarah took him by the hand and laid him on the bed. Then she knelt between his legs and, after giving his cock a quick lick to bring it to full attention, positioned her pussy above his tool.

“No Sarah! No it’s our wedding night! Please Sarah don’t do this to me! Sarah I love you! Please stop,” Chuck cried as tears ran down his face. His wife didn’t seem to notice him.

Slowly Sarah began to move down until the head of Jean’s cock began to broach the entrance to her pussy, and she moaned deeply as she continued to lower herself on to him.

“Oh God Jean,” she moaned as she sank lower on to him, and his cock
continued to stretch her sex.

She continued to sink until their pubic bones met and they embraced. Sarah took a minute to accommodate herself to the size of Jean once again, and moaned deeply as she felt a feeling of being completely filled.

She kissed him on the mouth and slowly began to ride him, as he circled his arms around her. She leaned back and flung her hair back, as he gently suckled from her breasts.

“Oh you’re so good…oh baby…oh God Jean…on it’s so fucking good,” she cried as she kept riding.

“Oh Sarah…oh it’s still so tight baby…how do you keep it so tight,” Jean cried as he began to match her movements with thrusts of his own.

“I do special exercises for you baby,” she moaned.

Chuck tried as best he could to open the door, but he could not. He was left powerless as he saw his beautiful bride being willing taken on their wedding night.

He realized with a sickening sense of certainty that his marriage was over before it even started. Slowly he sank to his knees and began to weep, as he looked once again at his wife betraying him.

Jean rolled over and put Sarah on her back, as his passion began to rise and his desire rose to untold heights.

“I’m going to give you a baby Sarah…I know you want mine inside of you…You are mine Sarah…you love me don’t you baby,” Jean said as he began to slam into her harder.

“Oh God Yes! I love the feeling of you inside of me, and I love you Jean! I want your baby inside of me! I want ……I want to have all your baby,” Sarah screamed as she felt her passion begin to rise.

Jean began to pump harder, and when he felt her pull him close and lock her legs behind his ass, he knew she was close.

“Oh God Jean…don’t stop…oh God…oh…. fuck me…oh fuck me baby…. oh God,” she
cried as her orgasm took hold and pleasure covered over her like a warm blanket.

Jean continued to piston into her until he felt his own pleasure building, and after a few more thrusts, he thrust hard into her, and exploded deep inside her fertile womb.

“Oh Sarah…oh God,” he cried as he collapsed on top of her.

Sarah circled her arms and legs around him and held him in a vice like grip.

“Don’t you dare move,” she moaned as they tried to regain their breath.

They lay motionless together for a few minutes, until Jean slowly pushed himself up and slid out of her. Sarah got up and ran to the bathroom, while he dressed and made his way upstairs.

Chuck was brought back to reality by the painful memory, and finished up for the night. The day after the wedding Chuck began to live a lie, a lie that lasted for almost 17 years, but would be over in 72 hours. It was payback time.
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