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Janet had to admit her former high school rival, who dated her husband before Janet took him from her, had become the ideal Cuckcake. She seemed to understand Janet's needs. She knew how to push her limits without being mean about it. Small steps allowing Janet time to process and adjust. The "girl talk" sessions had become a god send. The sessions allowed Janet to bare her soul to an empathetic ear. And admit when she found things to be "too much" for her.
The discussions helped Sheri too. Made her aware of Janet's true feelings. Let Sheri know to give the submissive housewife more time to adjust before she forced a new dynamic or rule onto the cuckquean. A fact Janet remained oblivious to as she saw them as therapeutic for herself. Never thinking how much they helped Sheri adapt and adjust the pace and direction of Janet's trip deeper into the humiliating servitude.
The thing that made her the ideal Cuckcake / girlfriend for Trey was the difference in the two women's body type. Sheri was a couple of inches shorter, blonde hair and soft white skin. A more sumptuous woman with large natural breasts and fleshy ass cheeks. The comparison to his size zero wife was a stark one. She was taller with olive complexion, dark eyes and thick mane of dark hair. She was a more beautiful woman when it came to facial features. At least in the sense of being at a dinner party or enjoying a romantic meal. But her flat chest and ass made her far less attractive from a sex partner aspect.
The insecurity over her inferior body was what made her willing to try being Trey's submissive back in high school. Surprisingly the sexual submission excited Janet. And she became his sex slave twenty plus years ago in high school.
Sheri's best attribute as the ideal Cuckcake was separating the cuckold lifestyle from their family. She allowed it to remain hidden like a vanilla couple's sex life. Never anywhere near the couple's two lovely children. Nothing interfered with their vanilla life at all. It was a dirty little secret for them to enjoy when time allowed. But would it stay that way forever?
Janet being a housewife allowed plenty of time for her to experience the degradation she loved at the hands of her former rival. It also allowed the cuckquean wife to explore her deeper need for humiliation without her husband witnessing it or knowing all of the facts.
It freed her from the guilt or shame of admitting the depths of her degradation fantasies to the man she loved. Made it easier to endure. While also creating a bond between the former rivals. And over time, it gave Sheri much more leverage over the submissive cuckquean wife. Allowing her to rule the cuckold relationship without fear.
The equation was simple for Sheri. Keep Trey's sex life perfect for him and enjoy expanding Janet's addiction to being degraded. Both things that excited Sheri immensely.
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Janet stood naked in Sheri's kitchen. Staring down at the four-inch heels she was wearing. Holding a Brillo pad that she had been scrubbing the oven with when Sheri returned from lunch with a friend.
"Oh My God! I thought you were full of shit. That it was just the wine talking. I NEVER dreamed you were telling me the truth. Wait! Does that mean she will..."
Sheri's face beamed as she nodded her head.
Janet had made peace with the idea that one day she would be exposed to Jennifer. Sheri had rekindled her friendship with their former teammate on the high school cheerleading team. The buxom blonde trusted Jennifer to keep the massive secret. And trusted Trey would be ok having an occasional three-way with herself and Jennifer.
The new dynamic would allow Sheri and Trey to enjoy a three-way while the cuckquean wife was denied. Allowed to edge herself after her children were in bed. The kind of humiliating scenario that Sheri knew would make Janet's denied pussy quiver.
Jennifer stood gawking at her former high school cheer captain while trying to process the thought that everything Sheri had told her was true. Things had changed drastically for Jennifer since she bumped into Sheri shortly after Sheri moved back to town.
They grabbed lunch and renewed their friendship quickly. Both divorced with few friends as single women in their forties tend to be. Jennifer had been lonely. Being a single mom was tough. Work and two kids kept her busy. But she made time for lunch with Sheri at least once a week. And every other weekend when the kids were with her ex-husband, she was glad to have Sheri's friendship.
Jennifer was short. 4'11" to be exact. That made her childhood difficult. Instead of being the victim she jumped into life. As evidenced by her being a varsity cheerleader in high school. She was pretty. Shoulder length brown hair. Brown eyes and a beautiful infectious smile. A cute small mole on her cheek gave her the finishing touches of a wholesome "girl next door" look.
She was fortunate enough to have developed a very proportional body. Her legs were short but sexy. Athletic thighs and calves. Her butt was shapely but not too large. And her full B cup breasts looked large on her small frame.
Her height was her only deterrent to getting dates. She had a normal sex life through high school and college. Married a good man and was devasted when he filed for divorce. Caring for her children got her through the last couple of years. Her friendship with Sheri allowed her to start enjoying life as an individual again. Helped her realize she was a person and not just a mom and ex-wife.
She felt that was the cause of their drunken tryst the other weekend. A bottle of wine at dinner and two more while they watched a movie on Sheri's couch. The details were fuzzy, but she remembered Sheri's hand between her thighs as they kissed. A passionate kiss. Tongues swirling in each other's mouth. Her clit tingling as the dainty fingers swept across it and made circles over it.
Sheri's warm breath on her ear as she heard the sexy whisper.
"Cum for me."
She remembered giving Sheri oral sex in her bed. Some of her sexy whispers lingered in Jennifer's thoughts.
"Yes. Taste me. Ohhhh, yes. That's a good girl. Yes, be my good girl."
Jennifer felt confused the next morning. It had been years since she had been touched sexually by another person. But she wasn't a lesbian. She marveled at how loneliness can make strange bed fellows.
That was the morning she learned that Sheri had slept with Trey. And had a three-way with Janet and Trey. It seemed naughty but fairly normal for a lonely woman to fall into that trap. Over the next few of weeks Sheri shared other details about Trey and Janet sparingly.
Then an hour ago, over their second bottle of wine at lunch, Sheri started whispering dirty things about Janet. How she loved being humiliated. How she watched her husband fuck Sheri and then sucked his cock clean. Even ate Sheri's cum filled pussy.
Jennifer giggled and whispered back, "That would be hot to watch." while hoping nobody in the restaurant could hear the conversation. And now here she was, gawking at her former high school cheerleading captain. Standing naked in her friend's kitchen in the middle of scrubbing her oven in four-inch heels.
"Why don't we have a glass of wine in the den while Janet finishes cleaning the oven."
"Uh, yeah. I could use a glass of wine to wrap my head around this." Jennifer chuckled in reply. She watched in amazement as the naked submissive bent over at the waist, legs straight, and arched her back to scrub the oven. It was like she was waiting to be mounted and fucked doggie style.
Janet burned with shame as she bent over and went back to cleaning. Her need for degradation had gone up exponentially since Sheri added to her edging routine. Once a day for Trey had turned into once for Trey and once a day for Sheri. Not to mention randomly added edges via text messages from Sheri.
Adding to the humiliation was the rule that she had to send her tormentor a picture of her sticky fingers after each edge. The next level of degradation came when Sheri started telling the housewife where to edge.
