"Damn it Damon. When I tell you to do something I expect you to do it without complaining. I have a good mind to spank your ass again."
"But honey, I wasn't complaining. I was just..."
"Shut the fuck up and do it."
Sighing, I went back to the bathroom and prepared to shave my entire body. My wife (who shall still remain nameless) expects to get laid tonight by our neighbor's lover. But that is only going to happen if I suck his cock first. He insisted on the husbands complete surrender.
Now I was never a homophobe but I never had the thought that I'd be kneeling in front of a black man and asking if I could suck his cock. Not until now anyway.
Our boring marriage had become one that was quickly changing from a mutual partnership to a female led relationship. Some of the changes were a turn on, others, not so much.
My wife had been working on me all week. She has denied me orgasms but has dressed provocatively as her new BFF Cindy recommended. She had me go down on her newly shaved pussy as she talked about having a real man's cock in her soon.
She has also asserted herself taking charge and basically becoming very dominant with me.
I was to be naked at all times when home and she made me a "honey do" list of the daily chores I had to complete each day. Preparing dinner, house cleaning, crap like that which had to meet her exacting standards.
I have to admit that she scares me a little. That first bare bottom spanking I got because she thought I was rude, because I complained after our server spilled water on me was eye opening. Having to strip completely and lay across her lap as she taught me not to disrespect women regardless of the situation, she convinced me that she was in fact in charge.
I was in real tears and squirming after she used a thin leather strap on me until I pledged to respect all women and obey her without question.
After that session I was putty in her hands. I didn't so much agree to let her fuck Wayne. I just came to the conclusion that it was going to happen regardless of how I felt. I did half-heartedly agree to ask him to let me suck him though. But shaving my body was a surprise and I suspected that Cindy was the culprit behind my wife's idea. Her reasoning was equally demeaning to me, saying that when I earned my panties, the hair would make me look ridiculous.
Of course I could have said no. I could have issued an ultimatum which might have ended our marriage. The truth is that my wife was becoming a very different person. Her sessions with Cindy had made her more confident of herself. Her style of dress became sexier and to be honest, I liked her being in charge. The is something arousing about being naked around her while she is fully dressed and making fun of my little dick and all the while complaining about my lack of performance.
Say what you will. This life-style isn't for everybody I know. For me, however, the changes in my wife I found positive. As much as she changed, i was changing too.
I'd never thought of myself as a submissive guy. I never thought I'd go along with my wife having sex with another man either. She said I owed it to her, that she deserved to feel like a well satisfied woman. And loving her as I do, I felt she was right.
The idea of watching her take a big, a much bigger cock than mine was exciting. I never gave it much thought that johnnie and Cindy would be there to witness it all. That was a foregone conclusion. And what the hell. If johnnie could suck a cock, I could too. I mean I'm just as capable as he is.
The after-shave lotion stung my anus and balls but not as bad as my wife's strap. Going to my underwear drawer I found it empty.
"Dear," I cried out. "Where are my shorts?"
"You won't need them after tonight Damon. Besides, once we cross the street you'll have less to take off before you enter Cindy's house."
"You mean Cindy's and johnnie's."
"Silly boi. Have you learned nothing this week?"
"Got it dear. Sorry for the slip."
Standing at the door at Cindy's house, my wife said it would really be embarrassing to me if she had to redden my bottom for all to see.
"God damn it Damon. I said strip. Do it now."
"Right here on the porch? Someone might see me."
"So now you're ashamed of that tiny dick? You had no problem showing it to me for the last twenty years. Let them see what I've had to suffer with all this time. Strip."
When I was fully naked she began to play with my dick. I grew hard in her hand and had a boner sticking out as the door opened and johnnie in his panties invited us in.
"Hi Damon and Ma'am. We're so happy you could join us. I see Damon is already for this evening's events. johnnie said sweetly.
johnnie was staring at my erection. "Did you shave for me?"
When I didn't answer right away my wife slapped my bottom.
"Er, ah, yes johnnie. I shaved for you."
"Great. It looks nice that way. We're down on the boat. Follow me."
The sun was behind the trees and would be setting soon. I followed my wife who was trailing johnnie. She was wearing the shortest, tightest shorts I'd ever seen her in. Her round ass jiggled which made me keep my hard on. She wore no bra under her halter top. Seeing her dressed so provocatively, ready to give her body to another man filled me with mixed emotions. I wanted to see it happen, and I didn't want to lose her to a big cock. I was torn. My stomach in knots.
There were many things I could have done had I chose to, but what I wanted, what I knew would make my wife happy would be for me to acquiesce. More than merely surrendering though, I pumped myself up with false bravado, determined to show her I can be what she wants me to be. I would be more than just her husband going along to get along. I would put forth my best effort for both my wife and Wayne.
And there he was. Wayne was sprawled out in a deck chair wearing a speedo and a Guayabera shirt that was fully opened. Even from 15 feet away I could see the bulge of his big cock. It did nothing to diminish my erection. I licked my lips in nervous anticipation.
Cindy came our of the cabin wearing only a thong bottom bathing suit. Her breasts were everything I'd imagined. I wondered if they were implants but knew better than to ask.
I watched johnnie's wife remove my wife's halter top. My wife is older than Cindy and her breasts sagged a bit. Gravity is a motherfucker.
Cindy took her hand and brought her over to Wayne. "Sir, here she is, just as you wanted."
Wayne looked bored. He'd been in this situation before. To him, my wife was just another white house wife who'd suffered for years while her under endowed husband left her wanting more.
I watched has he had her turn around. My dick throbbed when he grabbed her ass. "Lose those shorts girl," he said fully expecting her to comply.
My wife quickly removed her last garment and stood in front of Wayne completely naked.
Looking past my wife, Wayne eyed me. Grinning at my little dick he looked at my wife and asked, "Your boi ready to convince me?"
"He'd better be."
