Wife realizes she must take action to save her marriage. She discovers her husband, Scott, has an interest in allowing others to use her as a sex slave. In the process she recognizes her deep submissive desires and her bi-sexuality. To save their marriage, and For Her Husband, Kristie gives her husband full control of her body. Her sincere desire is to be seen as her husband's property.
Story Codes: (MF, FF, Wife-Share, anal, Fsub, Mdom, voy, exhib, mild bdsm, objectification, rape)
My name is Kristie. My husband, Scott, started bugging me about seven years into our marriage. According to him some guys he had met were telling him about sharing their wives with each other. He told me about this and I told him I married him and had no interest in having some other man in my bed.
As time passed he brought the subject up on several occasions attempting to get me to reconsider swinging. My initial thought was he was looking for a younger or prettier pussy to stick his cock into, but those groups would only accept couples and not men without a wife or girlfriend.
I had to admit our once active sex life had been slowing down and becoming almost non-existant. When we did have sex it was almost like it was an obligation and was getting boring. Thinking I needed to act decisevly to turn things around to keep his interest, I tried spicing things up with lingerie that was practical only for getting a man's cock hard. I figured any red blooded male would jump at the chance to bed me once he saw me in some of those outfits. Maybe my husband was not a red blooded male, since they did not seem to get his attention or maybe his mind was already on another woman.
Next I tried to get his attention by buying a pair of what can only described as “fuck-me heels.” They had a five inch heel and I had to admit, they made my legs and feet look damn good. With only a strap across my toes and a strap buckled around the ankle to keep them on, my feet looked pretty damn sexy. Even though the shoes were very uncomfortable to walk in and hurt my feet, I figured with his foot fetish, these would get his attention for sure. Since he likes my feet, I always keep them looking good with a fresh pedicure.
Again, nothing seemed to be working. I may not be a beauty queen, but I have never had any trouble turning the heads of men as I walk by. I do like to flirt, but love my husband and flirt only to reinforce my own self-esteem and prove I still have what it takes to get a man's attention.
I put in the effort and work out at the gym to keep my body in shape. I am petite at 5 feet 3 inches. I have auburn hair that hangs just below my shoulders. I don't have the largest breasts, but what I do have fills a C cup. My breasts have very little sag and are 100% natural. If I do say so myself, my legs are my most striking asset and I love wearing short skirts to show them off. At 28 I can pull off the mini-skirt look with no problem. I keep my manicure/pedicure fresh and looking good. I wear contacts and have brown eyes. I have a nice tan with no tan lines thanks to the tanning beds at my health club. I don't overdo the tan like some women, just enough to give my skin a healthy glow. Even though I am happy with my body and try to keep myself appealing to my husband, I seem to be failing.
I was talking to my friend, Lisa, about my dilemma and she asked if I had checked his computer to see what kind of web sites he was visiting. She said if he was like most men, he was going to porn sites when I was not around. Lisa told me to look at what he is searching for and that will tell me what he is looking for and maybe give me a hint what he is looking for that may be missing in our marriage. She said it very likely would help me re-ignite the flame in our marriage. She explained how I could look at his Internet search history and begin my journey into his secret world. I was willing to give anything a try.
The following weekend he was going golfing with his friends, as usual. I asked him if he was going to take me out to dinner when he got home. He said there was a hockey game on he wanted to watch. This was a common excuse every time I wanted to do something with him, I knew he was not ashamed to be seen with me, but it was as if being with me made his unhappy, but for what reason I had no clue. I could see we had serious problems, and if I did not take corrective action we were headed for an unhappy marriage or divorce. I could not believe our marriage had sunk to the point. I decided I was going to take action and find out what was going on and try to save our marriage.
The next morning after Scott left for work, I saw his computer was still logged on. I opened his Internet browser and remembering the instructions Lisa had given me, I began looking. It really did not surprise me when I found he was searching for pornographic stories and videos.
He had found several porn video sites and web sites specializing in erotic sex stories. He was reading all sorts of stories and looking at a wide variety of videos, but after a while I was able to detect a common theme that ran through most of the videos and stories. I looked closely at the content of the material that seemed to capture his attention the most and was even able to look at the URLs from the search engines he used to see the words and phrases he was searching for. It was really quite simple, once Lisa had explained to me how it was embedded in the search engine's URL.
I found that he liked the videos and stories with an underlying theme involving a husband sharing his wife with other men. Some of these involved men setting up dates for their wives, wives who took control of their husbands using the term “cuckold,” which I had never before heard. Evidently the dominate women would humiliate their husbands by having sex with other men and sometimes forcing their husbands to watch. Sometimes they would even lock a cage or tube around the husband's cock preventing him from being able to masturbate. I even found some sites he visited that sold these “chastity cages.” With the husband's cock locked in one of these, the wife could control if and when her man was able to have an orgasm. This sounded sinfully fun, but how could a woman do this to the man she loved? Then I considered that she did it because he wanted her to have the control. My mind was spinning with this new found knowledge as I attempted to process the possibilities.
As I continued my search I found a few videos and stories about what was referred to as “cuckquean” lifestyles. This was the same as cuckold except the husband was the dominating factor. He would oftentimes have sex with another woman and make his wife watch. Sometimes the woman the husband was having the affair with would tease and humiliate the her lover's wife. The wife was very submissive and allowed her husband to find his pleasure in other women while humiliating her. The wife simply went along with whatever her husband wanted. In those instances it was the woman who was submissive and allowed herself to be used by her husband in this manner. I did a little searching of my own and found tons of sites featuring cuckold, but very few discussing cuckquean. Maybe the guys looking for jerk-off material were men more interested in being dominated by women than being the dominate partner.
Even though the cuckold and cuckquean lifestyles appeared to be totally opposite, I was able to see a common theme between the two. In both cases there was a dominate who humiliated and forced the submissive partner to watch them enjoy the sexual favors provided by someone outside the marriage. Men seemed to like watching their wives being bred by another male. The other male was always dominate and made a scene out of using the husband's wife. In none of the cuckold fantasies did the husband's cock enter a woman. Sometimes the husband got his wife wet for the other man, cleaned the other man's cum from his wife and in a few the husband cleaned the cock of the man who had just shot his cum in the man's wife. In the videos and stories I saw, the husband never sank his cock into a woman other than his wife, and he seldom was allowed to do that. Chastity cages were very common in the videos. There were also several videos of the man setting up dates for his submissive wife. The husband would pick a man, or several men and arrange for them to fuck his wife. The women did not have any input into her husband's efforts. She simply did as she was told and allowed herself to be used by the men selected for her. From the number of videos of this type it appeared Scott liked this theme, but I could not be sure. This last group of videos struck a nerve deep in my pussy. I wondered if it was possible I could be one of these women. I had always fantasized about strong masculine men who would make all the decisions and agressively control me in bed.
When Scott suggested we go to a swing party I thought he was trying to expand his harem of women. I realized now it was that he likely wanted to watch other men with his wife, me. The question I had to get an answer to was, which of these two was my husband having fantasies about and did he really want to explore, the cuckold or the cuckquean lifestyles for real or simply fantasy. Did Scott sit here in this chair I was now sitting in and masturbate to these videos and stories, like Lisa said she caught her husband doing? Could I allow myself to be drawn into one of these lifestyles to save my marriage? If I did, would I enjoy it? Would it destroy our marriage? Would it destroy me? Could I really let another man put his seed in me?
So many questions and I had to find answers to each of them. I hoped Lisa had some ideas. I realized it was getting late and as I got up from the desk chair, I felt wetness in my panties. I was shocked this stuff had actually aroused me. Looking at my skirt, I saw I had soaked all the way through. I had to talk to Lisa.
Since Scott had thought more of that damn hockey game than spending time with me, I figured I would call Lisa and we would go somewhere quiet for a serious talk. I knew she had a lot more experience with this and I needed to know what her husband was into and how she handled it. From what I saw, they had a good marriage, but she did tell me she found his Internet activity to be enlightening.
I called Lisa and told her I had successfully done my detective work and desperately needed to talk to her. We made plans to meet at a restaurant both of us liked, which was also quiet and would let us talk.
When Scott came home he said he was going to jump in the shower. I told him supper was in the oven and that since he did not what to take me out for dinner, Lisa and I were going out and maybe I could find a man who found me more interesting than a hockey game. He acted defensive at first saying he was tired and just wanted to watch the game, then he got nasty and said, “Yea, right. I know you can't find anyone, you are too frigid to let your hair down and let anyone get close enough for there to be any danger he would think you were coming onto him. I have nothing to worry about.”
I was on the verge of tears. Does he really think I am frigid? I try to be sexy for him and he is the one who does not want anything to do with me. Recovering from this brief emotional breakdown I decided I would show him and I was determined to find out what he was up to on that damn computer. He would regret the day he challenged me. With Lisa's help I would either make him sorry for ignoring me or make him happy by making his masturbation material come to life.
I slipped on my cutest outfit, one of my very short skirts and grabbed those heels he did not even notice. Fixed my hair, makeup and applied some perfume to all the strategic locations just before heading out the door. Scott did not even look up to see what I was wearing. I was determined to have Lisa help me figure out how I could save my marriage. I knew one thing we could not keep going as we were currently.
When I saw Lisa she knew something was wrong. “Honey, you look fantastic, but I can tell something is wrong. What is it?”
Trying to hold back tears I said, “Let's get our table and I will explain.”
We asked for, and were seated in a quiet corner so we could talk with some privacy. The waiter took our order and was especially attentive to me. Lisa said, “I think you might be able to get your meal free this evening and maybe even get a cum milkshake for dessert.” She gave me a huge smile as she turned to watch the waiter leave. “Okay, spill it. What did you find on Scott's computer?”
I explained how I had followed her instructions to find out what Scott had been up to and then what I found. “Lisa, I need to know what he is interested in. Do you have any idea how I can figure it out?”
“Yes, it is rather cleaver, but I found it at a baby products store. People use them for monitoring babysitters and see how they treat their children. They are called NannyCams but several companies make them. They are different items common in a home, but these have a hidden camera in them. The camera does not record unless it senses motion in the field of vision of the camera. You set it up, point it at the computer, turn it on and wait. The video is captured on one of those micro SD cards that you can put in a computer and watch the video. The resolution is pretty good so you will be able to see the screen of the computer and see when he is jerking his cock. You will know what excites him by observing what is on the screen when that load of hot thick cum shoots out the end of his cock.
I listened to her ever word making mental notes of what I needed to do. “That is sick. He has a wife who will fuck his cock until it is rubbed raw and bleeding. Why does he have to jerk off to that stuff?”
“It really is quite common. We all need diversion now and then. How would you like to eat the same thing for every meal every day? We all need variety, and that includes our sex lives. Don't be too harsh on Scott. He may not be perfect, but what he is doing is pretty natural. At least he is interested in sex. You just need to find out what kinks he is into and provide him with the opportunity to live them. If he is like my husband, once I started feeding what I found turned him on, he was happy to come back to the normal, but on occasion he liked to sample something a little different. I must admit, it liven up both of our sexual appetites. Give it a chance, you may like what you find, but don't judge his too quickly.”
“That is a lot to consume. I do understand what you are saying. Do you mind telling me what you found Fred was into?”
“No, I don't mind at all, but first never tell Scott you spied on him. He can never know about the NannyCam. If he finds out you set up a hidden camera to catch him, he will likely have trouble trusting you after that. Once you figure out what trips his trigger, just steer your actions in that direction and if he is like other men he will jump at the opportunity you are providing.”
“Okay, it will be our secret. Now, tell me what did you find out makes Fred's cock hard?”
“I found out he is like Scott, he is into the stories and videos. The difference is Fred likes the stuff where the father is having sex with a young girl. Sometimes the girl is a daughter and sometimes a friend of his daughter.”
“That is a little strange. So what did you do to make that something he could experience? You didn't get him a high school girl did you?”
“Oh, no, never. Not that he would not have liked it, but I went to the Juniors department and bought myself a short pleated skirt and blouse that ties under my titties. I got some of those thigh high fishnet stockings and heels the young girls wear. They are something similar to what you have one this evening. I then fixed my hair like the girls are wearing. I didn't wear panties under my pleated skirt and wore a half cup bra under the blouse that was unbuttoned and tied under my tits. I looked like a real high school slut.”
“So what did you do and what did Fred say?”
“Settle down, I will explain. I got some bubble gum and fixed my makeup. I really didn't look like myself. You would have had a hard time telling it was me. I even came up with a name for my younger slut self. I had told Fred I had to go into the office and would not be home until late. Like Scott, he was absorbed in a game on TV and didn't give me a second look. I had all my clothes makeup and stuff I needed to transform into a high school slut hidden in my car. I headed to the office and changed into my slut clothes.
I hurried and headed back home and parked two houses down from ours. I waked up the sidewalk and the neighbor man saw me, but didn't recognize me. He made a pass and I was happy knowing he did not know who I was. I just wanted to get a few seconds of Fred not recognizing me. Knocking on the door, I looked down at the ground so he would not see my face when he came to the door. I did not have to wait very long before I heard the door open. Using my best “Valley Girl” talk I said, “Mister, my name is MaryAnn, would you like to buy some of my cookies?” He said, “Miss you need to come back when my wife it here, she takes care of all that.” I was about to bust when I said, “I well if she buys the cookies, would she also be the person I need to talk to and see if she will let me suck the cum out of your cock?”
“Oh, no, you can't be serious! What did he do?”
“For a moment he was speechless. Once he recovered I knew I had his full attention as he was no longer trying to watch the game from the door. He said, “MaryAnn do I know you?” I said, “So, you have to know a girl before you will let her such your cock? Geezzz, all the other guys I asked let me suck them off and said I was the best cock sucker they knew.” As if pouting I said, “Mister, I am sorry I bothered you. What's wrong, am I too old for you or not cute enough, to taste your cum?” It was about then that he started to recover from his shock and figured out it was me. He lifted my chin to see my face and started laughing. He said, “MaryAnn, you really are a cute little thing, I did not mean to hurt your feelings, but if you really want to taste me cum you need to hurry before my wife comes back home. Will you swallow my cum?” Of course Mister, we wouldn't want to your wife to get suspicious if she found your cum on the floor, would we?”
“Did you go ahead and suck his cock?”
“Of course I did. We played the scene out clear up to his wife returning home from the office. We never talked about it outside the meetings between Fred and his secret high school admirer, MaryAnn. Word has it his friend turned out to be a pretty good cock sucker.”
I was laughing so hard. “So did it help? I mean did it help your marriage get back on track?”
“Like magic, he had his fantasy meetings with his little slut, and as I said we never talked about it. I understand MaryAnn really got to like Fred and he has even fucked her cunt and her ass on several occasions, but like I said, he never talks to his wife about his little friend MaryAnn, who comes to visit him every now and then. He has told me a cute young girl has stopped by and would like to talk to me about buying some cookies. I tell him if she stops by I will check out what she has to offer. He told me a couple of times he thinks I will like her and should take a good look at her cookies. He said she is very cute and reminds him a lot of me.”
“That is hot. So he obviously knows it is you, but never acknowledges it is you?”
“Nope, he treats MaryAnn and his wife as two completely different people. I can confirm his wife has gotten a lot more hard cock since MaryAnn has been visiting.”
“Thanks Lisa. I will get the NannyCam and see what sparks his interest. I sincerely appreciate your insight into what I might be able to do to figure out what Scott is looking for. I may need your help once I understand his kinks a little better.”
“No problem, honey. I would love to help any way I can. Just let me know how it goes and what you need.”
“Thanks again, I will keep you informed. Your support is so important to me.”
With that our conversation turned back to paying the check and leaving the restaurant. Tomorrow I would head out and find a NannyCam I could hide and watch his computer surfing. Hopefully in a day or two I would see him jerking his cock and find out what I might be able to do to bring some interest back into our bed.
Scott did not have much to say when I got home, which was just as well. I did not want a confrontation and the night before had been ugly when I headed out to meet Lisa.
Today I would head to the baby supply store and see what they had in the way of cameras I could hide and see what Scott was doing. I was actually excited now that I had a plan of action. It might not be right of me to spy on him with a surveillance camera, but I had to know what he liked if I was going to be able to give him his fantasy wife.
As soon as Scott left for work I jumped in the car and headed out in search of a video camera. I went to several stores looking. At the baby supply store I found all sorts of cute stuffed animals with cameras that would do the trick, but as you would expect they were from homes with children. Stuffed animals would be common in those homes, but in Scott's computer room a stuffed animal would really be out of place. As the suggestion of one of the clerks, I want to a small shop that specialized in police and spy equipment.
Upon entering the shop I saw all kinds of stuff that I had no idea what it was or would be used for. I asked the clerk if they had any cameras I could hide in a room that would not be noticed. Evidently he got this request quite often and directed me to a display cabinet with all sorts of miniature video cameras. He showed me several and said some would write the data to a very small card that was no bigger than my thumbnail. He called it a micro SD card. Others would connect to a wireless router and allow me to watch the action as it was happening. He recommended a model that writes to the micro card and also would easily connect to the wireless network at home. This way I could watch the live feed from anywhere, or if I was busy, I could watch is later from the recording on the card.
He explained how to charge the camera and set it up. He suggested hiding it amongst other items in the room and told me how to disable the red light that indicated the camera was recording. He told me if I had any questions to just give him a call and he would lead me through the setup, but told me it was really easy to set up.
I was excited to get home and get the camera charged and find a location I could hide it, while being able to see the computer and Scott's chair. As soon as I got home, I plugged it in the charge. Next I went to Scott's office and found an ideal spot on a bookcase opposite his computer monitor. I arranged a gap in a couple of books and waited for the four hours required to fully charge the camera. I kept checking until the charge light turned green. Heading to his office I turned the camera on and recorded test videos until I had the correct angle. The only way he would discover the camera is if he was looking directly between the books or if he happened to remove a book on either side of the camera. I figured he was more interested in the porn that he was in his dusty books. Now all I had to do was wait. My smart phone connected to the private Internet site and I was able to watch a HD video of Scott's office.
When Scott got home, our conversation was still a little guarded, but there was no mention of the previous evening. I thought I would try to make the effort to apologize and see what success I might have.
“Honey, about last night. I am so sorry for what I said, I was really upset. I wanted to spend time with you and am sorry my timing was off. I know you like hockey and should have been more considerate. Let's put that behind us and move on, okay?”
“Yea, okay.”
He was really going to be a conversation maniac, I could tell. “Honey do you still find me attractive?”
“Yea sure.”
As he sat at the dinner table, I walked up behind him and put my arms around him and kissed the side of his neck. His reaction was to look at me like he was trying to figure out what I was doing. I slid my right hand slowly down his chest, whispering to him, “Hey big boy. Have you been thinking about me? How can I make your day better?”
My hand slowly found the front of his pants, and I could feel that his cock was starting to get hard. I squeezed his manhood with my hand and said, “It looks like I could start here and help make you feel better.”
Rather than embracing me and letting me get my hand in his pants, he pushed his chair back form the table, almost knocking me to the ground as he mumbled he did not have time for that and had some work he needed to do in his office. I watched as he entered his office and closed the door. It was all I could do to keep from crying or screaming in frustration. The only thing I could do was continue with my plan to figure out what I could do to fulfill his needs. I headed to get my phone. I had already tested the camera and had to see what he was doing. It was obvious form feeling his semi-hard cock through his pants, when he went into his office he was aroused. Now all I had to do was wait and watch.
I did not have to wait long. The video was amazingly clear. The camera I purchased even had the ability to zoom in for a closer look. I positioned it pointing directly at the computer monitor. This allowed me to be able to see Scott's chair and when I used the zoom feature of the camera it showed me full screen what he was viewing on the monitor. I figured I would wait until he had his cock in his hand and would get a close look at the computer monitor to see what he was looking at that was providing him with the stimulation for his cock that evidently I was not.
As he typed I could see, this evening, he was interested in videos. I recognized the site he was on and could tell he was looking at various videos, but nothing seemed to be exactly what he was looking for as he would watch a couple of minutes of one and then search for something else. He was on the computer for over an hour and I wondered if he was going to find anything, or if I would have to wait until tomorrow. He had been looking at one particular video for quite a while. I zoomed in on the video and was able to see this was one of those where the man was dominate and he was setting her up with men.
In the scene he was watching that appeared to have his full interest he had tied the naked woman, I assumed was supposed to be his wife, to the bed. He had ropes tied to her wrists and ankles. Each rope was pulled and tied to the leg of the bed. She did not appear to be stretched very tight, but did appear to be secured to prevent her from moving very much. After he had her tied, he leaned over and gave her a kiss while inserting his finger into her pussy. He pulled his finger out and put it in his mouth and sucked on it. He then tied a blindfold tightly around her eyes.
Scott must have had the sound on the computer turned down, because even though the camera I got was able to pick up sound, I was not hearing anything. The video then panned to the guy as he sat down in an upholstered chair in the corner of the room, well out of the way of the bed. It looked like he was talking to the woman then he stood up and left the room. Moments later the door opened and the man was back, but there was another guy with him. This guy looked to be much younger. He could not have been much over 20. He was average build. The men walked over to the bed with the wife tied to the top of the mattress. The two men shook hands with the younger man giving the older man a huge smile. I could see him say “Thanks man.” He husband smiled and motioned with his arm in a sweeping motion to his wife as if to say, she is all yours. The guy playing the husband then leaned over and gave his wife a kiss leaving his wife to this new guy.
He went to the chair, pulled his pants down and took out his cock. He sat in the chair with his cock sticking straight up. It was very evident he was extremely aroused by what he was watching. I could see his cock was hard and appeared to be a little above average in length and the girth was very nice. It was obvious this guy could make a woman very happy, but here he was making her available to this young man.
As he sat in the chair, he held his cock with one hand, but was not stroking it yet. With his other hand he was gently squeezing his balls as he watched the bed.
The camera panned back to the bed. The new guy was removing his shirt and pants. His chest was smooth and his muscle definition showed he was very lean. It did not look like he had an ounce of fat. When he lowered his pants, he was not wearing underwear. He was obviously anxious since his cock was hard and sticking straight up. It was shorter than the husband's but appeared to be a little thicker.
I liked his balls. They hung in his scrotum low and loose below his cock. I found that very arousing since Scott's balls do not hang down, but are up sucked up tight to the underside of his cock.
Speaking of Scott, I backed off on the camera zoom and saw my husband sitting in his chair with his shirt still on but he had dropped his pants to his ankles. He was leaned back a little in the chair with this cock in his hand. Like the husband on the video, Scott was slowly stroking his hard cock. He did not appear to be trying to cum, but looked like he was just enjoying the video and the touch of his own hand on his cock.
Now that I knew what he was doing, I zoomed back in on the video and continued to watch the scene as it was unfolding. The new guy was now naked and was running his hands all over the blindfolded woman tied to the bed. As he was doing this, he was still standing on the floor beside the bed. I could see he was talking to her, but was unable to hear what was said, due to Scott having the volume turned down.
I watched as he stood there stroking his cock as if he was trying to build his confidence enough to take this woman as his. He touched her pussy and squeezed her tits. The camera panned back to the husband in the chair. It appeared he was saying something to the guy. Maybe he was telling him to go ahead and fuck her.
Whatever was said the new guy got on the bed and climbed between the woman's spread and tied legs. He said something to her and rubbed his cock between her pussy lips. Her lubrication was visible on the head of his cock. He pushed his cock into this woman's pussy causing a huge smile across his face. Once his cock was firmly inside her body, nature took over and be began thrusting. He was like a maniac as he thrust into her as fast and as hard as he could. At that pace he did not last very long. He pulled his cock out of her just as several ropes of cum erupted out of the end of his cock and covered the woman's stomach and tits.
The husband shot his cum right after his wife received her cum bath. He slipped on his pants and got up to talk to the man who had just fucked his wife. They young guy had just put his clothes back on as the men talked. The husband slapped the young man on the back and was apparently laughing and joking with him as they walked out of the bedroom leaving the woman covered in the young man's cum with the blindfold still tight over her eyes.
Moments later the husband came back in and sat on the side of the bed. He was talking to his wife as he scooped the cum from her body. With each scoop of cum, he put the cum and his finger in the woman's mouth. At first she did not know what he was doing. It appeared he told her to suck the thick white cum from his fingers. She shook her head no, but he pressed his finger into her mouth. She finally opened her mouth and let him finish scooping all the cum from her body into her mouth as she cleaned it from his fingers each time. The video ended with the man fingering his wife to an orgasm. I zoomed he camera out in time to see Scott using a tissue to clean his own cum from his hand and cock. After a few minutes the office door opened and I sat in the living room reading a book.
“Everything okay Scott?”
“Yes, just heading to bed.”
“Want me to join you?”
“No, that is okay, I am tired and have a big day tomorrow.”
“Okay, night.”
I thought to myself, yea, tired from jacking your cock off as you watched that guy give his wife to another man.
After Scott ate breakfast and left for the office I called Lisa.
“Hey, Lisa. I got a camera like you suggested and set it up. I think I now know what Scott wants. Are you busy today? Could we meet at the diner over by your house at noon?”
“Sure thing honey, I can hardly wait to hear what my little detective learned.”
I saw Lisa come in the diner and head straight to the table I was sitting at. “What happened?”
“How about we get lunch first, then I will tell you all the details.”
We ate as I told Lisa what happened. She hung on my every word and did not make a sound as she listened. When I finished she let out her breath and said, “Honey, that is so damn hot. You actually watched him jack off while he watched the video. That must have been hot. How did you keep yourself from opening the office door and walking in during it?”
“I did not want to embarrass him, I wanted to find out what I need to do to renew his interest in me.”
“What do you have in mind?”
“Honestly, I don't know what my next step will be. Somehow I need to set this up and let him know I am willing to do anything that will make him happy.”
“Okay, but you went to a lot of work to learn this. It is now time for you to do something with that knowledge. How far are you willing to take this? You said you are willing to do anything, but do you really mean anything?”
“I think so, as long as nobody gets hurt.”
Laughing Lisa said, “Honey a huge cock can really hurt if you are not ready for that size and a cock in your ass can hurt if you are not stretched and lubricated.”
“Lisa, come on! I did not mean that kind of hurt. I meant hurt our marriage. In fact I sort of like the hurt you are talking about.” I said and I gave her a sly smile and wink.
“You really are a pervert, aren't you girl?”
I said, “I must confess I have gotten that way and it seems to be getting worse the longer I go without a hard cock in my cunt.”
“I know what you mean. That is why I love my escapes into my school girl outfit and flirt with that old man when his wife is away.” Lisa gave me a huge grin as she thought back to how she fulfills her husband's fantasy and keeps her marriage interesting.
“I have an idea, but it would take you helping me out. Would you mind if Fred was treated to a pussy, other than yours or his fantasy school girl's?”
“Stop right there. What sick thoughts are going through your perverted brain?”
I explained my idea and she was a little apprehensive. She did promise to think about my idea and talk it over with Fred tonight after dinner.
“Will you call and let me know what he says?”
“Yes, I will let you know, but I really need to think this over even before I talk to Fred.”
“Okay, I understand, and I know if it a lot to ask. I would not even think of asking if my marriage did not depend on it.”
Lisa kissed my cheek and said, “Honey, you really are something.” She then shook her head and walked to her car.
All afternoon I wondered if I had done the right thing. Lisa is my best friend and I don't know what I would do if I screwed up that friendship. Had I crossed the line with my request? Eventually I figured it was too late now. It is like they say, you can't un-ring a bell once it has been rung. I had put my proposed solution out there and couldn't act like I had never proposed it; so I would just have to wait for Lisa's phone call tonight after dinner.
Scott came home from work and I had dinner ready. He was in a pretty good mood. I was happy he was not in his normal depressed mood. That meant his was unhappy and it made me unhappy as well. I was thinking to myself that maybe I would be able to bring some happiness back into our marriage, but I might also just be throwing a stick of dynamite right into the middle of it. I knew I was on very thin ice as I traveled down this road. Hopefully the ice was thick enough to support my 104 pounds of weight.
Scott really enjoyed dinner, but I was too nervous to eat much. I asked Scott if he wanted to watch a new movie on HBO. I knew he liked the actor. He said he that sounded great. I made a blender of margaritas and we sat down to watch the movie. As a warning of an interruption, I told Scott I was expecting a call from Lisa, but it should not take long.
We were about an hour into the movie when my phone range. Startled, I just about jumped out of my skin. I looked at the caller ID and told Scott it was Lisa and I would just be a minute. I headed into the kitchen as I answered her call.
“Hi, Lisa?”
“Yes. Well I have thought of little else since lunch. I finally came to grips with my feelings and at dinner I approached Fred with the idea.”
“And?”
“Honey, do you really need to ask? He is a man and you are a cute little piece of ass that creates fantasies for most men who see you, in case you didn't know. Fred is a normal heterosexual male. With his wife's approval he jumped at the possibility of an opportunity of sinking his cock in your fine little body.”
“Oh, thank you Lisa. You have no idea how much this means to me.”
“I only ask one thing from you.”
“Name it, anything.”
“Give my husband the fucking of his life. Use that little ass of yours to give him something to remember.”
Laughing I said, “That will be difficult knowing what he is accustomed to having, but I will try my best. Now I have to bring the subject up with Scott. I will call you in the morning.”
“Bye honey, and good luck. My Fred will be very disappointed if Scott does not take the bait.”
“Like you said, Scott is a male and his cock does his thinking.” We both laughed and promised to talk first thing tomorrow.
I was so happy, but also very nervous. I had to do this just right. My marriage was on the line either way.
I walked back in and sat close to Scott. The good news was he didn't move away from me.
“What did she want.”
“Oh, not anything important. We had lunch earlier and she was just getting back to me on something we had discussed.”
“Oh, okay. This is a great show, too bad you missed one of the car chase scenes, it was fantastic.”
We continued to watch and just as luck would have it, a scene with a gorgeous woman showing full frontal nudity came on. I put my hand on Scott's thigh and asked, “Honestly, do you think she is beautiful?”
“I feel like a trap is about to get me.”
“No, no trap, I am just curious.”
“Well, yea, she is a beautiful woman, but I imagine only her plastic surgeon knows what is really her and what is his talent.”
We both laughed and I told him he was probably right.
“Can we talk about something and you not get mad or defensive?”
Sensing trouble, Scott took on a serious attitude and said, “Sure babe. What is it?”
“Maybe you have not noticed it, but I have noticed we seem to be growing apart as far as our bedroom goes.”
“Well, maybe a little.”
“It really bothers me and I feel I am probably most at fault.”
“I don't know I would put it on you. I know I have a lot of the responsibility. It is just that for some reason my mind is somewhere else.”
“Do you remember two or three years ago when you suggested us getting involved in a group with other couples? I think you called it a swingers club.”
“Ahhhh yes, vaguely.”
I could tell he was nervous talking about this, but I had to keep moving while I still had the courage.
“Do you know why I was not interested?”
“Not really.”
“Can you honestly tell me why you wanted to get involved in that lifestyle? Were you wanting access to different women, of I have heard of men who like to watch their wives with other men, was that it?”
“Honey, I love you very much. You are the best wife I could ask for and I am not really all that interested in other women. You said to be honest, so don't get mad, but the thought of another man getting enjoyment from you and maybe getting to watch, is a huge fantasy of mine.”
He hung his head in shame and said, “I know I am a sick pervert and you have every right to be mad, but you asked and that is what really gets my imagination going.”
Taking his head in my hands, I kissed him and said, “You are not a sick pervert, you are my husband and I love you. I know I can be a prude at times and for that I am sorry. I have come to the conclusion that what happens between a husband and wife that they both agree to and both enjoy is good. That is not to say there will not be problems, but as long as they keep open lines of communication and tell each other when they do or do not like something, that is good and will keep things new and exciting, especially in their sex lives.”
Scott had the biggest smile on his face. “Honey you have no idea how happy that makes me feel. I am so proud of you for being brave enough to bring this up. I am a coward when talking about stuff like this. I love you so much.”
We shared a passionate kiss. I can't remember the last time I felt that I was loved this much. Scott looked into my eyes and then turned to the TV and turned it off. He placed his hand behind my back and under my knees and lifted me form the couch, carried me to out bedroom and placed me on the bed. He laid me back and we began kissing again. Somehow during all of this we both ended up naked with Scott between my legs on top of me. His cock was in me and he was making love to me, not fucking, but making true sweet love. I came three times before he filled me with his thick cum. We lay together holding each other as the cum leaked out of me and flowed onto each of us. Neither of us wanted to break the embrace and clean up our combined love juices. We simply drifted off to asleep in the afterglow following our wonderful marriage rite.
When the alarm went off the following morning I did not want to let my husband out of bed. After several kisses he convinced me he had to get to work. I told him I would fix breakfast. I went downstairs and wearing only an apron, I fixed him pancakes, juice and bacon. When he came into the kitchen he accused me of tempting him in an attempt to keep him from going to work. I smiled and asked him if I was not tempting enough to get the job done.
Scott laughed and told me I was evil and that it was all he could do to escape my grasp on his cock. I said, “Honey, I almost forgot with our talk last night, but could you bring Fred by after work. He needs to pick up some stuff for Lisa. His carpool ride can't bring him by and Lisa has to spend the day with her mother. If you could bring him by, I will give him what he needs and then either you or I can run him home. Lisa may be home by then and maybe she can come get him.”
“That is not a problem. I see Fred every day at the office, but we don't get to sit down and talk very often. It has been a couple of months since we had Fred and Lisa over for dinner. You and Lisa need to talk and set up an evening. Fred and I need to schedule a golf outing. We can find a day that will work for both of us on the way home.”
“That sounds great. Thanks so much honey. I really do appreciate this. I will talk to Lisa about getting together some evening.”
Scott gave me a kiss and was out the door. I immediately got on the phone and called Lisa. I told her all the details, especially how Scott and I had talked and how we made wonderful love last night. I explained how she needed to call Fred at work and let him know to ride home with Scott. He was to act like he knew nothing. Scott did not even know what I had planned and hopefully it would not blow up in my face. I told Lisa I needed her help to get everything ready. She was giggling and said she would be happy to help. She was going to be at our house a couple of hours before the guys got home. Lisa wished me luck as I hung up and planned my day.
First, I needed to get a Brazilian waxing, then a visit for a fresh manicure/pedicure. My last stop was at the adult book store to pick up some toys.
As the girl was ripping my pussy hair out by the roots, I was beginning to wonder if a Brazilian wax was such a great idea. I kept telling myself it would just make the boys happier.
At the book store I found a blindfold and a set of Velcro wrist and ankle restraints complete with rope to tie the victim to the bed posts. The girl at the counter looked at me and said, “Looks like someone has a fun evening planned.” I just smiled and said, “Wish me luck.” She laughed and told me how much I owed. As I left, she said, “Good luck with your plans. If you need any help give me a call.” I waived and smiled at her as I walked out.
I thought about getting some sexy lingerie, but realized that would not work very well tonight. Maybe I would get some for Scott, but it would have to wait until another day.
Looking at the clock I knew Lisa would be here in about 90 minutes. I needed to write the note for Scott when he got home. A bubble bath was needed and I still needed to make sure my legs and underarms were smooth and freshly shaven.
I hand wrote the note to Scott and sealed it in an envelope with his name on the front. A last minute idea to put my lipstick imprint of my lips in a kiss on the front made the envelope perfect. I taped the envelope, containing my handwritten letter, to the front door so Scott would not miss it when he came home.
Lisa knocked and I told her to come in. All I had on was a semi-transparent robe. My makeup needed to be applied and then Lisa would get me ready.
“Honey, are you sure you want to do this?”
“I am not sure about anything, but I am so excited. It will be up to Scott when he reads my letter. Whatever he decides after reading the letter will determine our future.
“Fred is absolutely on fire, he is so anxious to get at you. To tell you the truth, I have been wet all day thinking about this and I can't even be here to see it happen.”
“Wait a minute, yes you can.”
“How? It would spoil everything.”
“You could watch it on your phone.”
“What?”
“Remember my camera?”
“Hell Yes! That would work!”
“Let me get it out of Scott's office and set it up.”
I set it up and configured her phone to be able to access the private Internet address.
“Now you can watch and even hear what happens. But it has to be our secret. Don't even tell Fred.”
“Ok, deal. I am so excited!!”
“We both need a drink then I need you to put me to bed.”
Laughing, we both headed to the liquor cabinet.
“Ok Lisa, I need to finish my makeup then I have the restraints you will need to put on my wrists and ankles and tie them to the four corners of the bed. Then put the blindfold on me and tie it tight. First I need to set up a chair for Scott in the corner.”
With my makeup on, my heart was racing. I climbed on the bed and put the Velcro restraints on my ankles then lay on my back spreading my legs and arms. Lisa put the restraints on my wrists and tied all four ropes to the bed.
“Honey, you look so hot laying there. I was totally helpless at this point. The last item was to put the blindfold over my eyes. Before doing so, she ran her finger along my jaw and looked into my eyes. “You are so beautiful. You are going to make my Fred very happy.”
I was surprised when I felt her hand on my pussy. “Honey, that is a soft as a baby's butt. You are just so damn sexy, it is hard to leave you here like this. Since you can't do anything about it, I am going to put the blindfold on you then I have one thing to say before I leave.”
I wondered what she wanted to say as she placed the blindfold on me and tied it tightly behind my head. I lay back on the pillow and again felt her fingers on my pussy, but this time I felt her part my lips and put two fingers inside me. Next I could smell her perfume as she was leaning over my face. She gently kissed me on my lips and said, “I need to confess something. I have always had a thing for you and hope in the very near future in addition to being friends, it is my sincere desire for us to be lovers.”
Before I could say anything, she gave me another kiss and I heard the bedroom door latch as she closed the door. My mind was really spinning now. I had always found Lisa very attractive and loved having her as my friend, but this was taking it to a level I had never dreamed. What would it be like to make love to a woman?
According to my calculations the men should be here in 30 minutes. Scott would find the letter and then decide what happened next. I was totally helpless and simply had to wait.
My ears were on high alert when I heard the front door open. I could hear voices. I hear Scott, who had to be talking to Fred, say, “This is strange, I wonder what this is all about.” I heard him yell, “Lisa, Fred and I are home. Lisa?”
Then I heard Fred say, maybe you should open the letter. Maybe something came up.”
“Yea, maybe. Give me a sec. Go ahead and get yourself a beer out of the fridge while I read this.”
There was a long silence. I knew my husband was reading my handwritten letter. I remember the words as I thought about what to say before coming up with what I wanted him to know. I saw the words in my mind…
“Scott, I love you more than I can put into words. I believe last night was a turning point in our marriage. The excitement of the possibilities of our revitalized marriage are flooding my mind. When you made love to me last night, I felt your love like I have not felt it for many years. As we come back together I know our adventures with others will make our personal relationship grow stronger as we move forward. My life will be enriched by knowing I am bringing you pleasure. Our fantasies will make us stronger. We must trust each other and enjoy what we each have to offer the other. Today I have prepared a surprise for you and Fred. You have the option to stop this, or to live your fantasy and let it proceed as I have planned. If you decide to not go through with my plan, call Lisa and tell her I did not have the item she needed ready for Fred and ask her if she wants to come pick him up. Fred will never know anything any different was planned.
If on the other hand you decide to let this fantasy run its course, there are two options. First let me tell you what I have planned. PLEASE do not come up the stairs, until you have completed reading this letter.
I am upstairs in our bedroom. The realization of fulfilling your fantasy of giving your wife to another man is upon you. You can come up the stairs by yourself and peek into the bedroom. You will find me blindfolded, naked and tied to our bed. If you are not totally shocked and ready to divorce me, you can either go back downstairs and tell Fred you have a very special gift for him, and point him toward our bedroom telling him to enjoy his gift. The other option, if you prefer, you can tell him basically the same thing, except you can come up the stairs to our bedroom with Fred and ask him if he minds if you stay and watch. I have a chair set up for you to sit in as you watch Fred enjoy the gift of your wife for his enjoyment. It is out of the way and you can stroke that hard cock of yours.
If right now your head is spinning, and don't know what to do, simply reach down to the front of your slacks and see if your cock is hard. If it is, send Fred up, with or without you. If it is limp, make the call to Lisa.
Honey, I love you and hope the idea of this excites you rather than disgusts you. Your wife is your property and you have this opportunity to give your property to another man for his enjoyment. Sort of like loaning him your new golf putter. Would you like another man to have the temporary use of and enjoy your property?
Love you with all my heart,
Kristie”
I knew my letter was long and would take Scott a few minutes to process. In the silence I heard Scott's voice say, “Just a sec. I need to check something upstairs.”
I heard the squeak of the loose stair tread, but only heard it once, so just one person was coming up. I listened and was hearing the tick, tick, tick of the night stand clock and the sound of the air conditioner vents, then I heard the sound I had been listening for – the click of the door latch and the squeak of the opening bedroom door.
Not being able to see, I felt very vulnerable knowing a man, either my husband or Fred, Lisa's husband, was standing there looking at my naked body tied spread eagle to the bed. I realized I was holding my breath. I kept listening and heard the soft voice of my husband as he said, “absolutely gorgeous” then the squeak and sound of the latch as the door was closed.
What is going to happy now? At least he didn't scream at me. Was he just curious or is he sending Fred up? Every second that ticked by seemed like an hour.
Again I heard male voices, but could not make out what was being said. I heard that telltale squeak from the lose stair tread again letting me know someone was again coming up the stairs. Same as with the last time I only heard the squeak once. Only one person was coming up the stairs. Was it Fred, or maybe just Scott?
The door latch again and the squeak of the door opening. This time nothing but I felt I could hear someone stepping into the room. Then I heard the door close and latch. Someone is obviously staring at my naked body. I heard very faint footsteps and someone walked across the carpet toward the bed on which I was tied. Then I felt someone sit on the bed. Still not a voice. I felt fingers on my thigh, which sent a shock directly to my clit. It felt like a bolt of lightning hitting me. The hand moved from my thigh to the side of my face. It was a man's hand. I felt the calloused hand cup my cheek. This always make me weak in the knees. My cheek being held in a man's hand was such a loving touch. Next I felt fingers very lightly stroking my right nipple. The feeling of it hardening immediately felt so good. Once hard, the finger gripped it and pulled my nipple away from my chest. It was a little painful, but a good pain.
I could sense this man's face close to my face and then both of his hands were on the sides of my face. He held my head in place as he kissed my lips very tenderly. He backed off and while still holding my face, he kissed me again, but this time it was not a gentle loving kiss, but rather an animal savage all possessing kiss. His tongue was forced into my mouth and my breath was taken away. This was the kiss of a man possessed with lust and passion. A man who knew what he wanted and was determined to take it.
I felt the bed and he rose from it. I could hear the rustling of clothing as I was sure he was undressing. Just one or two seconds after I felt him sit on the bed again, I felt his mouth on my left nipple. He sucked and then captured my nipple between his teeth. A momentary sharp pain only made my desire stronger for this man to take me and use me for his enjoyment. He still had not said a word. I felt his lips kiss my pussy and the first words to escape his mouth were, “Shit, this is the softest and most beautiful pussy I have ever seen.” The voice was not Scott, it was Lisa's husband Fred.
I felt Fred move between my legs and could feel this cock push against the slit between my thighs. He pushed and I felt myself open up to receive him. I could feel the head of his cock was inside me. I heard him say, “I am sorry Kristie, but I can't help it. I have to have you.”
I felt him shove into me and could actually feel his balls against my ass. Not knowing how big Fred was, I was surprised at the feeling of fullness I was experiencing. His cock was not painful, but he was every bit as big at Scott. After giving me a few seconds to recover from his entry, he started to slowly fuck me. This was not making love, it was pure fucking. My desire for this moment had been building and I could not control myself. As Fred began thrusting into me, I began pleading with him to fuck me faster and harder. He was like a jackhammer driving into me. I had two orgasms during his hard and fast fucking. I knew he had not cum yet, and felt his slowing down. He stopped deep in me and I felt another passionate kiss. While not like the vicious kiss to claim his prize it was still a kiss full of passion and lust.
“Kristie, if you don't mind, I am going to remove your blindfold. I need to see your eyes.”
Not saying anything I lifted my head to allow him to reach the knot. He untied it and removed it from my eyes. I blinked adjusting my eyes to the light. I looked into his eyes and smiled. I had never been this close to another man and here I was tied spread eagle with my best friend's husband laying on top of me with his cock buried as deep in me and he could get it. He just kept staring at me. I asked, “Fred, are you enjoying the give Scott gave you?”
He smiled and said, “You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of this moment. You are better than even my fantasies of fucking you.”
“Kristie, can I ask you something.”
“I think that is allowed. What is it Fred?”
“Well, fucking a beautiful and sexy woman like you when you are all tied up is pretty hot, but… and if you don't want to tell me and I will understand, but if I untie you, can I fuck that adorable little ass of yours?”
“Fred, I would really enjoy feeling your cock deep in my ass. After all Scott told you I was your gift to use however you wanted, didn't he?”
“Well, yes he did.”
“Then who am I to argue with the man who owns me?”
“Kristie, damn you. If you keep talking like that I am likely to cum before I get my cock stuffed in your ass.”
I laughed and said, “Fred, what are you waiting for, my ass is starting to itch deep inside. I need a big cock to scratch it. Do you think yours will reach deep enough to scratch that itch?”
“Little girl, you just wait and we will see.”
Fred opened the Velcro straps securing my wrists and ankles freeing me. He literally grabbed me and flipped me over positioning me on my knees with my ass in the air. He briefly shoved his cock back in my pussy for a coating of lubrication then I felt him line up with my asshole. I felt pressure as he started pushing. The pressure increased and began to hurt. Finally his cock opened my little pucker hole up and slipped inside. I could not help but scream out at the painful entry.
“Kristie, are you okay?”
“Yes Fred. It just hurt when the head of your cock entered me. Give me a few seconds and I will be fine.”
“Okay, I am going to slowly push on into you and then wait for you to tell me you are ready.”
“Okay”
I felt Fred push and like most cocks it got thicker the closer he got too the base of his cock. I felt his stomach against my ass cheeks and knew he was as deep as he could get. After about 30 seconds I said, “Okay Fred. Go ahead and enjoy Scott's gift. Be sure you thank him for letting you use his property.”
“I assure you I will tank him and be forever in his debt.”
“Maybe you could let Scott use what belongs to you.”
“That is a damn good idea, Kristie. I will make sure I do that.”
Then he started fucking his cock into my ass. I knew as horny as he was and as tight as my ass was squeezing his cock, he would not last very long, but I really wanted him to remember this fuck. After all I had promised his wife I would make sure he enjoyed himself and remembered the first time he fucked me. Yes, the first time. I certainly hoped I would feel this man's cock in me many more times.
Fred increased his fucking of my ass then I felt his viselike grip on my hips as he pushed himself into me as deep as he could. I felt his cock convulse and felt the cum shooting into my rectum. It is cool how men always try to plant their seed as deep in their female as they can. I guess it is just nature's way of making sure the male's seed has the best chance of impregnating his bitch. I hate when a man pulls out in porn videos and shoots on the female. It is just not natural. The seed should be placed deep in her body.
Fred collapsed on me as I lay face down on the bed. Fred's cock was still buried in my ass, but I could feel it start to shrink in size.
“Fred, with Scott's permission, you can use my mouth, cunt and ass anytime you want.”
As I laid there, I wondered what Scott would think of fucking Lisa. Would she be better than me, or just different? Speaking of Lisa, I was very anxious to experience intimacy with the soft body of another female. What must her pussy taste like? The only thing I knew for sure, I was soon going to find out. Why had I waited to long to please my husband and enjoy my own body? What other of his fantasies had my husband not shared with me?