Richard was looking forward to Rosemary and her cuck's visit.
It had been three weeks since they had seen each other. He was healing up nicely. His stitches had dissolved. Where they had shaved him itched as the hair grew back.
He had a few more weeks to go before he could ejaculate again.
"Come in," he said opening the door to let them in.
Rosemary and he embraced and hungrily kissed each other.
"I've missed you so much Ricky. How are you doing? Everything okay?"
"I'm fine. I've missed you too Rosemary."
He extended his arm towards Dennis.
"Good to see you Dennis."
"And you Ricky. We brought dinner to the patient."
He walked past Richard and headed to the table. He transferred the contents of all the containers onto plates, set out silverware, asked them what they wanted to drink.
"I just finished my antibiotics. There's a bottle of wine chilling Cuck."
Dennis smiled liking it when Ricky referred to him as Cuck.
Ricky and Rosemary sat down. Cuck served their plates. Ricky told him to join them.
They were all rather hungry. Ricky peppered them with questions because he liked hearing what they were up to.
It was now Rosemary's turn to ask Ricky a question or two.
"What's going on with you? I hope it's nothing serious."
He looked at his glass of wine, spun the glass back and forth watched the wine swirl one way then the other, raised it to his lips and took a drink.
He looked at both of them.
"It depends on your definition of serious. If you're wondering if I'm ill, I'm not. My health has never been better. I have had to limit my activities while I heal."
"For how much longer?" Rosemary asked looking concerned, but also feeling frustrated as she needed a good fucking.
It wasn't just the fucking she needed but being in his arms. The love she had felt for him decades earlier had reignited. She thought about him all the time. He evidently thought about her a lot as they talked on the phone nearly every day.
They mainly reminisced but they also talked about how fate had brought them together again.
Dennis, whom they addressed as Cuck, sat and stayed quiet, not saying a word unless being asked to do something.
Ricky had grown comfortable with Cuck being a participant in his and Rosemary's lovemaking. He marveled at how there were times they forgot he was in the condo with them.
Rosemary liked having him participate, not just because it gave her cuck a thrill, but because it gave her a thrill. Cuck added even more heat to their very hot lovemaking.
"Two more weeks."
"I can' wait. So what did you have done?"
He looked at both of them.
"I had my vasectomy reversed."
Cuck's mouth hung open while Rosemary seemed to be trying to figure out why.
"Rosemary, you're still fertile."
"I am. Do you want to conceive with me?"
"I do, but I also know it's a big ask. You're almost empty nesters. Do you even want to be parents again? I just thought....".
She interrupted him, "I do. We do. Don't we Cuck? We've even discussed how nice it would be. I can't believe you want to make a baby with me. Do you want to be involved?"
"No. Just my gift for the two of you. I've been offered a position at a private university in Washington."
"So you're leaving? We just reconnected. How soon?"
"In a few months. We can stay connected. It does suck but it's an opportunity I'd be crazy to pass up. I'll be head of the department. My salary will be quite a bit more."
Rosemary was both sad and happy.
After Cuck cleaned up after dinner, Ricky suggested they go to his bedroom.
Rosemary asked, "Why? If you can't ejaculate."
"You'll see."
In his bedroom he told them to strip. He also took off his clothes. His penis was hard, excited at what they were going to do.
"Lay on the bed, Rosemary. Cuck, get between your mistress' legs. That's it. Now pleasure her."
While Cuck licked her, Ricky and Rosemary kissed. She wanted to but didn't grab his cock. Precum flowed from it. Two more weeks of no cock was going to be hard. She mentally calculated when she would ovulate.
