The compliant Cuckold 3
Synopsis
This story is about my decent into cuckoldry. I am a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy my gorgeous young wife in bed. She loves me, but has become sexually frustrated and is persuaded by her stunning new friend to change things for the better for both of us. Although this a complete short story, it is best read after chapters one and two.
Chapter 3: More Sex
When I awoke on Saturday morning the sun was streaming in through a small gap in the curtains. The aroma of brewing coffee and the cooling space in the bed next to me indicating that my wife was already up and about. Through the brain fog came the recollection that, unusually, she had to go into the office today. I slid from beneath the sheet and padded into the bathroom to relieve the pressure on both my bladder and my morning wood as my cock strained to erect against the confines of my tiny chastity cage. I had to sit to pee as the cage was so small that it squashed my little four-inch cock down to no more than a clitoris between my swollen testicles. Swollen because my wife had kept me locked in the cage for the last ten days preventing orgasm.
I pulled on some sweat shorts and headed downstairs and into the kitchen, where my wife was perched on a stool at the breakfast bar, with a piece of toast held delicately by a corner in one hand and mug of coffee in the other. She hopped down from the stool and poured me a coffee, before placing it on the bar next to me and reaching up to place her arms around my neck. I had to bend to kiss her good morning as the top of her head only came to the middle of my chest. Despite being married for three years, Jolie was still my skinny little fantasy. Six years my junior at 25, she was a shade under five feet tall, and still the prettiest girl I knew.
My hands encircled her waist and I lifted her effortlessly as she raised her legs and wrapped them around me. I marveled that I could almost get my fingers and thumbs to touch around her skinny waist. She giggled and I felt her abs move under my hands. I lifted the vest she wore as pajamas to look at her flat tummy and the developing abs that were the result of spending more time at the gym with her personal trainer. The two had become firm friends and in the last couple of months had been inseparable. She flexed her abs and I couldn't resist lifting her to nuzzle her tummy.
"Ooooh I like these," I breathed between kisses.
She laughed and squirmed under my lips.
"Stop it Paul, it tickles. Have we discovered another body fetish?"
"Might have," I grinned. "But if forced to choose I would still go for your flat chest and puffy little nipples."
"What is it with you and skinny flat chested girls, you pervert. Anyway, Kylie texted me this morning. Her little sister is coming to stay this evening and she's had a bed delivered for the spare room, but the delivery men wouldn't take it upstairs for her. I said you'd go round and help her get it up to the bedroom whilst I'm at work - is that OK?"
"Yeah, that's fine, I 'll go round later this morning," I sighed.
Jolie burst out laughing, "Don't pretend like it's a chore, skinny little blond with no tits and amazing abs, she is so your type. You fancy the pants off her!" she teased. "She is gorgeous though so I totally get it."
"Have you got a crush on her?" I smirked.
"I never had a crush on a girl at school. Maybe I'm a late developer."
Kylie was Jolie's fitness trainer and her best friend. She was new to the area, single and an absolute babe.
"Come on let's get dressed and I can drop you on the way to work."
She leaned to grab my coffee from the table as I carried her from the kitchen and up the stairs. She kissed me and then leaned back to look me in the eyes.
"She likes you too you know."
"Why what's she said?"
"Well, she said you were a lovely man with a sexy bottom, but she's a card-carrying lesbian and she still played with your little willy and let you hump her leg until you came in her knickers. Look I think it's great my best friend and my husband are into each other. We're going to be seeing a lot more of her."
Twenty minutes later we pulled up outside Kylie's neat little detached house. She walked down the short drive to greet us and I smiled with pleasure as she hugged me and kissed me on the lips. Kylie was wearing workout pants and a crop top that showed her tummy. Jolie smirked at me as she caught me ogling her friend's abs. The girls hugged and kissed I saw Jolie pass Kylie a small box with a ribbon around it. I walked Jolie back to the car and kissed her goodbye.
"I'll be about four hours and I'll swing by in case you're still here. Have fun and just go with the flow, Kylie has something to ask you later. Be nice to her and don't spoil it for me, I really like her."
I walked back up the drive and Kylie took my arm and led me inside.
"I hope you're feeling strong, this is a beast of a box."
She was right, the box was long and heavy and the stairs had two right angled turns in them. She showed me the spare room it was to go in and then made coffee and in no time, we were chatting and laughing about how bad some delivery teams were. Then we were standing over the box and looking at the stairs and trying to figure how to manage getting it up to the first turn.
"How about I get on top and you push it up from the bottom?" she suggested.
I looked at her quizzically and we both burst out laughing at the outrageous double entendre. As we struggled to get around the first bend, I suggested that if we got it to stand on end it might fit and we were off again. I don't think we stopped laughing until it was safely in the bedroom. I figured I may as well help her build the thing as Jolie would be at least another 3 hours, so Kylie went to find some tools. When she came back, I had all the parts laid out and unpacked and in half an hour it was done. We went into the kitchen and Kylie set coffee brewing.
She reached with both hands to fix her hair and her top lifted revealing more of her tummy muscles.
"Oh Kylie, you have a gorgeous tummy," I groaned.
She grinned at me, "You've seen nothing yet, come with me."
I followed her through the connecting door into her garage where she had a mini gym set up. She reached up to a chinning bar and effortlessly lifted herself a foot off the ground. Then she raised her legs out in front of her and held the position. Her abs hardened to take the strain. She hung there without shaking, her biceps corded on her skinny arms.
"Oh God Kylie that's amazing and so sexy."
She parted her legs, still hanging seemingly without effort. I was stunned by her core strength and the power in her arms.
"Well come and have a feel then or do I have to hang here all day?" she smiled.
I stepped between her legs and ran a hand over the rock-solid muscles of her tummy, aware that my cocklet was now hurting as it tried to swell in my cock cage. I dropped to my knees to nuzzle her, my arms going around her buttocks to pull her to me. I kissed and nibbled her exquisite abdomen for a full minute before I felt her beginning to tremble from the effort of holding the position. I could have easily taken her weight but the thought of her taut muscles struggling to hold her turned me on. I looked up at her and the effort showed on her face. Her nipples had hardened on her tiny breastlets and her breathing was getting deeper. She moved a foot between my legs to feel my cock cage through my shorts.
"Isn't that getting uncomfortable?"
