The Bull, The Wife, and The Sissy Cuck...
Friday evening had arrived, and Jessica was in high spirits as our friend Jhonas was visiting and sleeping over at our home. Jess had spent the entire day changing the bedding in both our room and the guest room and had also cooked a wonderful chicken curry for us all...what an incredible wife!
We had both received a text message from Jhonas at 5pm stating that he would arrive at our house around 7:30pm. Jessica in her enthusiastic state had decided to start getting ready from 4pm, washing her hair, re-painting her nails, shaving, showering, doing her makeup, and getting dressed!
Unlike Jessica's war and peace, my process was far simpler! I had taken a shower, brushed my teeth, and put on some fresh clothing in 30 minutes, easy peasy! It was now 6:30pm and my wife had taken over our bedroom asking me not to enter as she wanted to make a grand entrance for me and Jhonas!
Jessica: "Andrew, I won't be ready on time! Will you sort Jhonas out with drinks and snacks when he gets here?" She shouted through the closed bedroom door.
For the next hour, I waited patiently for Jhonas to pull up in his Mercedes, secretly praying that he would cancel on us. I was dreading the thought of greeting him at the door and our conversations becoming uncomfortable and stale! I felt my heart palpitating in panic as my mind replayed traumatic memories of Jessica and Jhonas...
...This is the man that dry fucked my wife on the dance floor, stoking his fingers against her wet pussy!
...This is the man that has been texting my wife and meeting with her alone!
...This is the man that Jessica wants to fuck, watching Big Dick porn to satisfy her needs!
...This is the man who is playing along with my wife's fantasy, calling me a cuck out of disrespect!
...This is the man I watched flirting with my wife, as I was forced to wank and cum!
'Oh shit!' I thought as I sweated profusely with anxiety. I could feel my heart smashing against my chest, causing my legs to shake.
The terror had gotten the better of me, so I ran upstairs and banged on the bedroom door in utter distress and cowardice!
Me: "Jessica, I can't do this!" I shouted through the bedroom door.
Me: "I feel humiliated and embarrassed, please call Jhonas and cancel tonight!" I said whilst begging my wife for some reassurance.
Jessica: "I'm not cancelling tonight!" She said sounding abrupt!
Jessica: "I'll tell you what! Go stay in a B&B for the night honey, treat yourself!" She said with an empathetic tone.
'What the fuck' I thought! My wife would rather Jhonas stay the night, whilst her husband is forced to stay in a B&B.
Me: "Jess I'm not leaving my home! I'll pay for Jhonas to stay in the B&B instead...just call it off!" I said firmly to her.
There was a moment of silence before I heard Jess walk and stand on the opposite side of the door to speak with me.
Jessica: "Jhonas is staying the night whether you like it or not!" She said assertively.
Me: "Jess why are you doing this to me?" I said in disbelief at her response.
Jessica: "You're such a selfish arsehole! Our friend has travelled a long way to visit us, so he's sleeping here, or you're not!" She shouted aggressively.
Me: "And what if I refuse?" I stupidly asked.
Jessica: "You have two options...either my husband spends the night with me and Jhonas...or you're out of the house!" She said aggressively, reminding me that I was disposable to her.
Me: "Okay...Okay baby...I'm just nervous that's all. Please don't kick me out of the house!" I said, begging and grovelling.
Me: "I'm just scared that the flirting between you and Jhonas will become something more! I don't want my heart broken by the woman I love most in the world." I pleaded to her.
Jessica: "It's only flirt and nothing more you idiot! I won't cheat on you, I'm not a whore Andrew!" she said sounding fed up with my whining.
The doorbell rang which startled me!
Jessica: "Get the door, that's him! I'll be down in 10." She said excitedly.
I walked down the stairs and anxiously approached the front. My palms had started to sweat forcing me to wipe them on my jeans as I reached for the door handle.
I opened the door with a sincere smile on my face, only to be greeted by a large Black Man towering over me.
Jhonas: "Andrew...it's a pleasure to see your face again, instead of perving from your car window!" He said laughing.
He was taller than I remembered, forcing me to look up at him! His physique was strong and muscular, like a professional bodybuilder or boxer. As he shook my hand he gripped it, asserting his alpha dominance, his hands were like shovels!
Jhonas was wearing a fitted pale blue shirt with the buttons undone beneath his chest, showing chiselled pectoral muscles. His biceps were aggressively big, showing their definition through the sleeves! He wore black tight chino pants which made his legs look massive, like a rugby player.
Me: "You look smart Jhonas! I like your style!" I said admiring his presence.
Me: "You must go to the gym! Look at the size of you!" I said with praise.
Jhonas: "Yeah I hit the gym every day, chicks love the muscles! And I love the chicks!" he said whilst entering our house.
Jhonas: "Cosy place friend, very nice! Where's the missus then?" He said looking around the living room.
Me: "She'll be 10 minutes. She's been getting ready since 4!" I said whilst rolling my eyes.
Jhonas: "It's good to have a wife that makes an effort, it keeps the marriage fresh and exciting!"
Me: "Are you married?" I asked out of curiosity.
Jhonas: "Not a chance, I have my Iron in many fires and prefer it that way!" He said whilst turning to me.
Me: "By Iron do you mean jobs? Are you a businessman?" I asked showing interest.
Jhonas: "My Iron in many fires is a metaphor, the multiple women I sleep with being the fires!" He said laughing at my naivety.
Me: "The Iron being your...manhood?" I said whilst chuckling out of embarrassment.
Jhonas: "That's exactly what I mean! Oh...and some advice from a man...never use the word manhood! Say things like dong, cock, and dick...just try to focus on sexier-sounding words...It will make Jess wet...trust me!"
I felt ridiculed as Jhonas classed himself as a man and left me out of the equation! How does he know what makes my wife wet, and what has Jess been discussing with him?
Me: "How do you know what makes my wife wet?" I said abruptly as my eyes showed signs of distrust and worry.
Jhonas: "Relax my buddy, I'm a sex therapist for couples, it's my full-time job! I charge £160 an hour to fix people's sex lives and save marriages." He said showing off his expensive watch.