<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=corruption%20of%20anna%20lee">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="32055252" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Thomas recommended you,” the text read. “I know it’s a bit unusual, but could we meet for a casual coffee before making a date? – Shane.”</p><p>It was unusual, but not the least bit bothersome to Anna. She texted back, “Sure. Let me know when and where.”</p><p>They arranged to meet in a few hours and Anna rushed to get ready to meet her prospective client. She stepped outside in an off the shoulder cream sweater, a new pair of jeans that fit like a glove, and simple black heels that enhanced her already sexy backside.</p><p>Shane waved to her as she searched the coffee shop and she was delighted to gaze upon an exceedingly attractive and well-dressed man. He was dressed in a tailored three piece suit with brown leather shoes and he wore it well. He exuded the kind of confidence that few men possessed and she would soon come to appreciate his effortless charm too.</p><p>“You’re more beautiful than I could have hoped for,” Shane said as he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.</p><p>“Thank you,” Anna offered as she sat across from him.</p><p>He’d inquired about her drink preference in their text and a cappuccino was waiting in front of her. The scent of espresso and steamed milk filled the air as she smiled at Shane and thanked him for being so thoughtful.</p><p>He was genuinely interested in the beautiful woman sitting across from him and almost immediately Anna let her guard down, offering far more information than she typically shared with a client. </p><p>“I haven’t known you long and it’s obvious your talents are being wasted in commercial real estate. You’re far too intelligent for that,” he added.</p><p>She considered for a moment before responding with, “Lately I’ve come to agree with you. I used to like the sense of security it gave me, knowing it wasn’t the kind of job I’d be fired from.”</p><p>“Has your new profession changed your outlook on that?” Shane asked.</p><p>“It’s changed everything,” she said.</p><p>“I’d love to hear more about that.”</p><p>“I’ll bet you would,” she teased.</p><p>“Have you discovered…new talents as you’ve explored a new career?” Shane inquired.</p><p>“You could say that,” Anna said as she suggestively licked a dollop of milk foam off her upper lip.</p><p>“I have to get back to work, so let me get to the point. I love the life I’ve built for myself,” he started, holding eye contact with the beautiful woman sitting across from him, “The only downside is I don’t have time for a real relationship.” He leaned in as he continued, “I crave companionship and the many pleasures that come with it though. I want to find someone I can spend regular time with, but absent the complications that inevitably come up with a girlfriend. I want you to be that person, Anna.”</p><p>“So we’d be dating, sort of.”</p><p>“Yes. I’d want a little more from than you offer a typical client. I want it to be about more than sex.”</p><p>The idea excited Anna. She liked Shane, a lot. She knew Mark might be upset that Shane was essentially asking her for an emotional commitment, but it wasn’t like he wanted to marry her. He just wanted a sort of girlfriend.</p><p>Anna smiled as she said “I’d love to be your girlfriend.” </p><p>Shane couldn’t help but crack a broad smile as he too felt a genuine connection. “Excellent. Are you free tomorrow night for our first date?”</p><p>“Of course.”</p><p>After setting the time and place they left the coffee shop. Before parting ways Shane pulled Anna close to his body and they shared their first kiss. It was surprisingly passionate and she melted into him. She felt giddy as he walked away, like she was a college freshman again and completely enamored with a cute boy she’d just met. A part of her brain tried to tell her it was unwise to go down this path, but it wasn’t loud enough to break through.</p><p><br></p><p>That night Anna told Mark about her new client’s proposal.</p><p>“So he wants you to be his girlfriend?” Mark asked after hearing her retelling of the meeting.</p><p>“Basically, yeah. He wants something more than a few nights with an escort and something less than a full-blown long term relationship. He wants something in the middle and he wants it with me. What do you think?” Anna inquired.</p><p>The same warning bells that had gone off in Anna’s brain were ringing in Mark’s. They were competing with the arousal he was feeling, much like his wife. It was clearly risky to form an emotional connection with another man, but something about it turned him on. Clearly the cuckold in him had awakened and was taking over.</p><p>“I think it sounds amazing,” Mark said, leaning in to kiss his wife.</p><p>She returned his affection, letting her lips linger on his as she straddled her husband.</p><p>“Yeah? You want me to be his girlfriend?” she asked while grinding her hips into his crotch.</p><p>“I do,” he responded as his hands reached under her sweater to play with her tits in the expensive lace bra that gently cupped them.</p><p>They kissed with the desire of a couple deeply in love. His tongue probed her mouth as his fingers pushed into her pants and found her pussy soaked.</p><p>“You’re so fucking wet,” Mark said breathlessly.</p><p>“I’m going to be another man’s girlfriend. It makes me so fucking wet,” Anna said as she smiled, knowing full well how that comment would resonate with her husband.</p><p>They made love on the couch with Anna on top and grinding slowly on his cock until they’d both climaxed.</p><p><br></p><p>In keeping with his promise that taking him on as a client would be a little different than with most men, Shane proposed that he cook for Anna on their first date. He promised a delicious meal and engaging conversation and said she should dress like she had for their coffee date. </p><p>She chose a pair of tight black jeans, heels, and a slinky black camisole with a sheer bra underneath. She still wanted to be sexy, after all.</p><p>Anna knew she was breaking the rule of always meeting at a hotel for the first date, but she knew Shane was different, so as she walked up to his brownstone she was free of nerves. Excitement was all she felt.</p><p>His place was flawlessly designed and decorated, spanning four stories and more than 5,000 square feet. Clearly his dedication to his business had paid off.</p><p>“Your home is beautiful, Shane. It’s like I’ve walked into a dream,” she said after he’d given her the grand tour.</p><p>Silence hung in the air before Shane realized it was his turn to speak. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m so completely taken with you I lost my train of thought.”</p><p>Anna smiled and rewarded his compliment with a kiss as she pressed her body tightly against his. “You’re a lovely man,” she offered as she reluctantly let her lips part from his.</p><p>He felt his loins stir to life as he guided her to the table he’d elegantly set and said, “Dinner’s almost ready. Why don’t I pour us a glass of wine?”</p><p>“It smells heavenly. What have you prepared for us?”</p><p>“Chicken Francaise. It’s my specialty,” Shane said with a smile as he poured the wine and offered Anna the glass.</p><p>The date went exceedingly well. Shane proved to be a fantastic cook and charming host. Anna, swept up in what felt like a genuine first date offered tales from her childhood and shared silly stories and the triumphs of her life. She left out mentions of Mark – Shane knew she was married and that her husband was on board with her working as an escort – but she held little else back.</p><p>They made love that night and the intensity of it left her quivering in his bed. She curled up next to him, draped her arm across his chest, and tucked her head into the crook of his neck. He asked her to stay the night and like a good girlfriend would, Anna accepted his invitation.</p><p>In the bathroom she texted Mark to let him know she was staying the night. He asked her how her night had gone and only one word came to mind: Amazing.</p><p><br></p><p>At home, Mark read Anna’s text and a rush of emotions filled him. He was instantly jealous and turned on. He imagined another man’s arms around her, snuggled next to her as she slept. He imagined that man waking up with her, kissing her good morning, and making breakfast for her. His cock was hard as he imagined these things. He wondered if other cuckolds had the same experience. How did they deal with it if that was the case?</p><p>Sitting on the couch and staring down at the erection trying to poke through his pants, Mark decided to masturbate. He couldn’t help but give in to the overwhelming lust he was feeling. He moved to the office and played an erotic porn video with a beautiful brunette girl making love to a man. </p><p>He imagined it was Anna and Shane and he was the lucky cuckold voyeur given the pleasure of watching them. He stroked his eager cock as he imagined Anna with her legs spread and Shane’s big cock making love to her. He could hear her crying out in pleasure. He could hear her urging him to fuck her deeper. He could hear her cumming. It made him cum and as he shot his load into a towel a powerful wave of jealousy washed over him.</p><p><br></p><p>The next morning Anna woke up to a kiss from Shane. He had slipped out of bed early to make her breakfast, just as Mark had fantasized about, and he brought it to her on a tray. There were perfectly scrambled eggs, freshly sliced strawberries, and hot coffee with a side of cream.</p><p>“You made breakfast!” she cheered.</p><p>He leaned in to kiss her again and said, “You were incredible last night.”</p><p>Anna slipped a strawberry slice into her mouth and smiled before saying, “You were too”. </p><p>They ate together, sharing easy conversation and laughter and Anna felt completely at ease with him. With her other clients she always had her guard up, but it felt different with Shane.</p><p>After breakfast she pulled him on top of her and into a kiss as her hands pulled down his pajama pants and freed his cock.</p><p>“I want you to fuck me,” she demanded as she spread her legs.</p><p>He put on a condom and slipped into her wet pussy, thrusting to the hilt and eliciting a joyous moan from her.</p><p>“Fuck me, Shane. Fuck me,” Anna moaned as she wrapped her legs around him.</p><p><br></p><p>Mark was on the couch watching golf when Anna came home. She’d spent another hour with Shane and it was well past noon by the time she greeted her husband with a kiss.</p><p>They both knew last night was different from previous nights with clients, and not just because she stayed in his bed. It was something more than getting fucked for money. Neither felt hurt or guilty or angry though. They couldn’t help but feel good about it. Mark was overwhelmed with a sense of warmth, love, and lust for his wife. She was still glowing from the orgasm she’d just had with another man and she knew her husband was at least partially responsible for that even being possible.</p><p>Anna laid next to him on the couch and he wrapped his arms around her. They could have fucked. She could have given him a cuckold handjob and whispered dirty things into his ear. Instead, they chose to bask in their love and refused to worry about what the future might hold. </p>