My Post Covid, Post Modern Cuckold Dilemma
This is an edited version of the story I recently submitted. I thank anonymous for their helpful editorial observation and "wri''st"is now "wrist." I had originally meant to split the story into two chapters but have combined them here. May the fish be with you.
It started after the worst of covid had passed and we were all vaxxed to the max. I was happy when Ellen decided to get back to regular tennis to work on her "covid bulge.' About a month after, she mentioned that Will, one of the regular club members had asked her to join him on the club's mixed doubles ladder. I had no difficulty with that, other than a slight envy that Will had managed to maintain his weight through the epidemic. While my covid bulge had yet to budge. Furthermore, I had developed high blood pressure and I was having problems getting and staying erect; a condition compounded by the drugs I had to take.
Ellen and Will turned out to be a good pairing and after a couple of months on the club ladder, they were invited to represent the club in inter-club tournaments, many of which required weekend travel to other clubs in the state. Again, I had no problem with this and in fact was happy to see Ellen taking an interest in life again. Our daughter had gone off to article in New York two years ago and between that and the pandemic Ellen had seemed on the edge of depression. But now she had lost her bulge while retaining her pre-covid MLIF curves and was dressing sexier than she had before. I couldn't help but be proud seeing admiring glances she drew from other men and women whenever we went out. At the same time, I was aware and mildly concerned that Ellen and Will were spending most weekends together and I was the "plus one" when we were all together.
Then one Friday, I came home early to see Will's Tesla in the driveway. I didn't think much of it as they always travelled to tournaments in his car. But as I entered the house, I heard passionate moaning from the upstairs bedroom. A real man would have stormed up to confront them then and there, but I left the house quietly and drove to a nearby bar for a drink.
I busied myself with yard work Saturday, but on Sunday called a lawyer friend of mine for advice on divorce. He cautioned me to be careful and that I had to confront them before proceeding one way or the other. Ellen and Will were late I'd had a couple of drinks I was feeling no pain when they finally arrived. As they walked into our living room, Ellen gasped on seeing Will's fitness monitor and silk boxers along with her cum stained panties on the living room coffee table.
Will played it cool and said, "Oh good, you found my fitness monitor." and nonchalantly put it on his wrist. I pointed to the boxers and panties saying, "Oh and it looks like you forgot these too." Ellen's face went crimson, and she rushed to our bedroom while Will, calmly picked up both pieces of underwear and followed Ellen. Ten minutes later he came down and said "Peety you're pissed, and you've upset Ellen terribly. We'll talk about this tomorrow morning when you are sober." Then he left leaving me sitting mutely with my mouth open.
I woke up the next morning with a fuzzy head to find that Ellen had left towels and fresh clothes on the coffee table with a note. "Shower shave and be ready to meet Will and me back at 9:30. Oh and because you liked them so much you can wear my used panties instead of your boxers." I was somewhat perplexed but went off to the downstairs bathroom to shower and shave. I dressed in the baggy shorts and T-shirt she had provided and was rather annoyed at the panties but had to admit they felt sexy. As I headed upstairs to the smell of fresh coffee, I found Ellen and Will waiting for me. Will wore causal weekend wear, khaki trousers and a designer golf shirt which highlighted his upper body while Ellen was dressed in a light blue summer dress the decolletage of which emphasized her firm full breasts.
I poured myself a cup of coffee as Will directed me to sit across from them before then stating in his controlling upper class British accent. "If you didn't know before - you know now. Ellen and I are partners at more than tennis. Your bedside performance has declined over the past few years. Ellen is in her sexual prime and deserves more than a limp dicked partner and she approached me to fill in, so to speak."
"We'd like to make it a long-term arrangement but don't want to leave you out. Ellen told me that you both tried bi threesomes after Abby left for New York and that you were a closet bi in college. I had my IT department investigate your internet history and you've been looking at a lot of cuckold sites over the past couple of years. Here is your chance to make it real!"
Will continued, "In our little triad, I am the Alpha, you and Ellen the beta and you sub to us both,"
Will then took off his pants and shirt to stand naked before us revealing his firm torso and semi hard cock nestled in his dark pubic hair. Despite myself, I was licking my lips. He then commanded "Your turn Peety" Something in me tweaked as he used the diminutive of my name and my face turned red as I flashed back to my adolescence when the prep school jocks had bullied me. But I meekly stood up and took off my T-shirt and shorts to reveal my flabby abdomen and my semi hard cock poking out of Ellen's soiled panties and leaking precum. He looked at it and smirked, "Panties too" and Ellen giggled as I meekly complied pulled out my cock which twitched and hardened just from showing it to them.
