The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer.
The redheaded babysitter in this episode was inspired by the character Jessica on True Blood. She's a beautiful redhead and you can think about her as you read about this chapter. I know I did when writing it. She's so fucking hot!
This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having sex with other women. I was shocked, but she pursued it. She didn't show any tendencies toward the humiliation or denial part, but loved knowing I was having sex with other women. Apparently, this started with some voyeuristic tendencies about watching someone she was involved with have sex with another woman when she was in college and now she got off on thinking I was having sex with other women. I didn't understand it, but she pursued it and I started doing so. I had fucked two women and gotten a blowjob at my desk, which was a fantasy I had shared with her. Each time we did something like this, Ann's libido really got stimulated and we had sex every day, kids allowing. Once we got a few days away from these events, her libido would return to her only wanting sex once a week, although I could get her excited just talking about it.
Karen Stevens and I were on our way home from our business trip where I had fucked Karen and she had learned about Ann's desire to have me fuck other women. Ann told me she was going to be horny as hell when I got home, so I called her from the car when we were about an hour out. We had left at 10am and would reach home at about 1pm. When I called at noon she was preparing a little something for us for lunch.
"We'll be home in an hour. See you then."
"Did you have fun fucking that older woman last night?"
"Yes, I did. She was wonderful in bed."
"Okay, I'll see you when you get here."
I hung up the phone and Karen looked over at me. "I really don't understand."
I turned toward her. "Most of us can't understand it; you just have to accept it. We're all wired differently and have different pressure points. We've just found out that Ann likes this kind of thing and so, as two married people should, we are enjoying our love life. I could never offer her the same opportunity."
Karen shook her head. "Yeah, I guess. Maybe if my husband and I had been more open about ourselves, we'd still be together."
"Are there things you wish you had discussed and tried sexually with your husband?"
She glanced over at me. "Well, yes."
"Like what?"
"I can't discuss them with you."
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Okay, but if you ever want to discuss it or try it, let me know." I smiled when she looked over at me. "You know. My wife would love it if I had a fuck-buddy. I'd really love it if it was you. We could just help each other out until you find someone else."
She looked over at me. "Maybe." Then I saw her smirk. "If you're lucky."
I agreed immediately. "Of course that would make me lucky. You are a beautiful, sexy, intelligent, attractive woman. I could bed another 100 women and not find someone like you."
She looked over. "Isn't that laying it on a little thick?"
I chuckled. "Maybe – maybe not. I think you are a very desirable woman."
She actually blushed. "Thank you."
"Do you want to come in and meet Ann?"
"I don't think I want to at this point."
"Okay. Well, I have your cell number and you have mine. Just let me know if you want to make this a regular thing."
We were quiet the rest of the way and when I got home Ann was waiting just inside the door in a robe. I kissed her and stuck my hand under the robe. She was naked.
"No clothes, huh?"
"I wanted to be ready for anything. Besides, I'm extremely horny after that telephone call last night."
"Good. Now, you said you were making me something for lunch?"
"Yes. I got some good hoagie rolls and made you a big sandwich. I figured my man could use some sustenance."
I grinned. "You are correct. Have you eaten?" We moved into the kitchen.
"Yes." She retrieved the sandwich, already on a small plate along with a handful of chips, and handed it to me.
"Come over here." I pulled her over to the table, putting the plate down. I put my arms around her and held her close. "I just want you to know that I love you, our kids, and our family. I would be happy without this arrangement, so if you decide at any time you want it to stop, it will."
She smirked. "Okay. I love you, too, but right now I love the arrangement."
"Yeah, well I think I can put up with it." I grinned and sat down. I patted the table in front of me. "Hop up here." She hopped up on the table. I stood back up and pushed on her shoulders. "Lay down." She did. I untied her robe and pulled it open. She lay back, propped up on her elbows, naked and beautiful, and stared at me. I picked up my plate and put it on her stomach. She flinched at that as the plate was cold, but I sat down, took a bite of my sandwich and slowly stroked her thighs. I could tell she was already aroused. I could see some wetness when I ran my finger over her slit. "Just lay there while I eat and then I'm going to have you for dessert."
"Yes, sir." She gave me a mock salute and lay flat on her back. She was just going to let me play and get her worked up.
I ate my sandwich and chips, and slowly stroked all over her thighs and pussy. I didn't touch her clit or insert my fingers. I just lightly stroked her slit and I could hear her breathing increase.
By the time I was done eating my sandwich, my wife was squirming and her breathing had deepened. The kids would be getting out of school soon so I wanted to hurry us along. I put the plate aside, stood up, extracted my hard dick, and rubbed it over her pussy.
"God, yes, I need that." My wife was more than ready.
I seated my dick and slid it home. She moaned and I groaned. I started pumping and rubbing her clit and my wife came in about 30 seconds. She had definitely been worked up. Once she relaxed, I pulled out and backed away. "I think I'll save the rest for later."
Ann slowly calmed down and finally sat up, closing her robe so she wouldn't get too cold. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that Anita and Bob are having a small party tonight and we're going. It's just adults, so I got a babysitter for Amy and Robert."
The babysitter, Jessica, was quite good-looking and showed up on time, which is always a good thing. Ann and I got ready and had fun at Anita and Bob's. I sometimes felt bad about Anita's baby, but I think in the long run it was going to work out for them. It was nearing midnight and we were all leaving when Anita came over and asked me a very interesting question.
"John, I have a proposition for you." She grinned.
She had not agreed to have sex any more after our last interlude, so I wondered where this was going. "Sure, what is it?"
"My cousin, Kathy, is a clothing designer. She has decided to strike out on her own and has designed a line of lingerie and erotic clothing. She wants to have a few small shows around town before her shop opens in about six weeks."
I grinned at that. "Nice! So what do you want from me?"
She gave me a slightly shit-eating grin. "She needs some models to model the clothing and I recommended you."