Bad Intel on Cheating Spouse Part 1 - Gary's Dilemma
By Dusty57 ************
There was a party at our house Friday night and I woke up on Saturday morning feeling somewhat hungover but with an obvious problem with my morning erection. My dick was in a metal cage. My wife and I have a very active sex life. We have several toys, and have played around with restraints, ball-gags, whips, and the like. This however was new.
I made my way from the bed to the bathroom and had to sit to piss. As I sat, I examined the cage. This cage was attached to a ring around my scrotum and the lock appeared to be cylindrical and sliding between holes to secure it at the base. It wasn't a padlock type of lock that I could easily cut off. The part that held my dick was bent downward and was metal rods from the circular base curving toward a circular piece at the tip. That piece had a hole in it that allowed me to urinate but it still sprayed around the cage a bit.
I thought back to last night and remembered we had friends over to eat, drink, and play dominoes. My wife had laid out some sexy black lingerie including her leather garter belt and black nylons. When I asked her about the lingerie, she said she was planning to have fun later. The last thing I remembered was sitting at the table playing dominoes.
I put a robe on and went downstairs to find my wife and see if this was her idea of some new kinky addition to our sex life. I should share with you that my name is Gary Summers and my beautiful wife of almost five years is Maree Renee Summers. I work in sales for a local company and my wife is a secretary at a real estate office. Our Friday night domino get together was with two of her co-workers and their husbands.
When I arrived downstairs, I called out to Maree and heard voices in the kitchen. Sitting at the kitchen table were Jane Ralston (who is married to Jim) and Ann Henderson (who is married to Tim), the wives of our guests from the previous night.
Both were drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes. (I should also share with you that I have a fetish involving pretty women smoking cigarettes. I do not smoke and Maree, who is aware of this kink, rarely indulges my fetish.) I greeted them with a smile and asked where Maree was. Ann was the first to speak stating, "She's been gone since early this morning and won't be back until late evening I'm guessing." Before I could ask another question, Jane said, "Are you comfortable? You look like something is in a bind." She was smiling and staring at my crotch.
Something in the way she made that statement set off my "Spidey Senses" and I told them that I thought I should get dressed and I would be right back. As I was getting dressed in shorts and a pullover shirt I had a gut premonition that something was up and I may need to protect myself from any accusations so I got my digital recorder. I retrieved my cell phone from the charger by the bed and clipped it to its holder on my belt, activated the digital recorder and went back downstairs.
Ann was lighting a fresh cigarette and she was smiling and staring at my crotch. I asked where Maree was and said she didn't know. I took my cell phone, hit the speed dial for Maree, and heard a phone ring on the counter. Jane said, "She left it here so you wouldn't bother her or try and find her with your where's my phone app."
Well girls I am somewhat lost here. You two are here and dressed differently from last night. My wife isn't here and you two are sitting at our table and both of you keep staring at my crotch so you must have some idea about something. Want to clue me in.
Ann asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"
"Is what uncomfortable?"
"Your cock cage Gary. Is your new cock cage uncomfortable?"
"Yes it is, thank you for asking."
"Any idea how I became the recipient of this?"
Jane said that they had mixed some of her sleeping pills into my last drink and their husband's had helped carry me to bed.
I asked her, "Are your husband's aware of this?" Pointing to my crotch
"Heavens no," said Jane.
"Continue please"
Ann said, after they carried you upstairs, we told them to take one car and that we would help Maree clean up and then come home.
You wouldn't happen to know where Maree has put the key."