Setting myself up to be cucked by an alpha male.
I must admit our love making had taken a hit recently. It was mostly my fault, being to tired after working to much and my growing interest in online porn. Other people seemed to be having so much more interesting sex than me, and I envied them.
My wife and I were both 43 and our sexlife had become stale. Sara was hot looking, but quite unadventurous in bed. Often if I brought up ideas during love making just to spice things up she would just turn off, and I learnt not to bring anything up again. I wouldn't have minded so much but it was never anything to perverted.
I really loved my wife, and was scared that I would lose her due to the lack of bedroom fun. Like many men I had thought about watching Sara with other men. Most women think that we men like this fantasy just because we are kinky. But for me, and I guess many others, it is because we feel inadequate in some way. Size or lack of confidance or our performance etc. We worry that we will lose our partner, and just wish her to be able to have the freedom to enjoy good sex once in a while but still come home to us.
This is were the cuckold porn started to interest me. It seemed to be just the right thing for someone feeling as I did. But I knew Sara would never go for it. However I suggested it, I felt it would only draw a wedge between us. I needed another way to make it happen.
I joined many cuckold sites, and read as much on the forums as I could. One saturday, while Sara was out shopping, I found a post that intrigued me. It was about Alpha males.
The post was from a wife who had been working at a company who had employed a new boss. She described him as an Alpha male and how, as soon as he walked in a room he owned it. His manner and the vibes he gave off, made him irresistable to her and all the other women working there. It was as if he could have who he wanted, when he wanted and on his terms.
All the women fawned over him, and became competitive to bed him. In this post, this woman won and began an affair. She still loved her husband so she confessed, but made it clear to her hubby she loved him, but needed the Alpha male in her life too. The couple came to an agreement and hubby became a cuckold.
This was a revelation to me and appeared to be the answer I was looking for. I researched Alpha males and began to dream and fantasise about my Sara sleeping with such a guy.
Because of the porn and my interest in cuckolding, our lovemaking became even less and less often. I could tell Sara was not pleased with this and I needed to act soon.
I began to search swinging and other sites for an Alpha male. I was starting to get despondant and thought I would not be able to find a suitable Alpha close enough to us. Then I finally found Paul's profile. After looking at his pics and reading his profile. As well as testimonies from some of the women he had met up with he seemed to be perfect.
The only possible problem was that Paul was a good twelve years older than us. Would Sara go for such an older guy?
Over a few days my mind kept coming back to Paul's profile. I read the testimonies again to get a feel for Paul and to get a little turned on.
From Sheila "Meeting Paul has been a revelation. As soon as he walked in the bar I knew I would do anything to please him. No one has filled me like Paul did, I felt lucky to be his slut."
From June and Steve "Paul soon owned us, being in his presence was amazing. We knew immediately that our lives would change for the better, and we would worship him in anyway he wished just so long as he gave June the fucking from his huge cock that she craves."
From Dave "Watching my wife Tara fall for Paul's charms was such a thrill. He was so skilled, both in her seduction, and in his lovemaking. It was a privilege to watch him making love to my wife and to see how much happier she was when he was around."
It was only one night when Sara was out with a friend that I sat down in front of my laptop drunk, that I got up the nerve to send a message to him.
My cock was hardening as I looked at his pics and typed. I pictured his cock, so much bigger than my own cock stretching out Sara's cunt. I pictured her submissively on her knees with his cock in her mouth. My sweet sexy wife owned by this Alpha male.
"Dear Sir" I typed, putting myself in the appropiate submissive mode for this guy. I gave him the outline of my problem with our sex life and told him how I wished him to take control and seduce my darling wife. Not thinking through what I was saying I offered my undying gratitude and obedience to him in return. I sent off the message and went to get another drink. On return to the laptop I was susprised to see a reply.
Paul gave me an order to send him some pics of my wife. And I managed to find some pics of her dressed, but looking sexy. I had to explain that Sara was not the type to let me take undressed, naughty photos of her.
Paul said he liked her photos and that Sara sounded like she could be a challenge. He told me to bring her to a quiet members club he goes to the next night, and make out he was a potential client of mine. He also told me to make sure she dressed nicely for him.
Of course in my drunk state I happily agreed. It was only after logging off I realised how easily he had manipulated me.
I woke the next morning sober, and as I lay in bed my conversation with the Alpha leapt to the front of my mind. My cock hardened as I thought about it, and convinced myself to go through with it. My wife stirred next to me and I found myself begging her to meet my new client Paul for a drink.
She was not keen on going out for a boring business meeting with me, so I offered to finish work early, and take her shopping for a new outfit.
After a big hit to my credit card, we arrived home laden with packages and Sara went to shower and change. While I got ready I received a text from Paul checking that we were coming and asking if I still wanted him to seduce, and fuck my wife if so. I was to text back begging him to do so.
Just then Sara entered the bedroom in the figure hugging black lycra dress we had bought that afternoon. She look so elegant but so sexy with the black patent leather heels that went with the dress so well.
"Wow you look amazing" I said to her then made a typically stupid husband remark. "The only thing is your panties are showing through the dress.
"Do you really think I am going to go pantyless to some stupid business meeting of yours." she shouted at me.
I calmed her down, telling her I meant well and just wanted her to feel good in her new dress. She stormed out to finish her make up and my hands trembling I texted Paul back.
"Dear Sir. Yes please carry on with your plan and seduce Sara. Please give her the best fucking of her life, make her crave your Alpha cock. Let her know there is better sex out there for her. Yours sincerely Carl."
Finally we were ready to go. Sara looked stunning beside me still angry with me and giving me the silent treatment. We were soon outside the private members club Paul used. We signed in and were shown into one of the bars.
Paul was stood at the bar, and it was obvious that everyone in the room gravitated to him and hung on his every word. He spied us coming in and motioned for us to join him at a table in a discrete corner of the bar.
I could feel the eyes of all those there following us, no doubt already knowing Sara would soon be one of Pauls conquests. I felt a sense of pride as Paul gave me an approving smile as we sat down.
As soon as we were sat Paul told me to go to the bar and fetch a round of drinks. Of course I followed his order like a meek little puppy. The barman seemed to serve everybody else first and when I eventually got back to the table I noticed Sara had edged herself closer to Paul. We exchanged small talk, and a little so called business talk, before Paul sent me on an errand to get a form to join the club, as he was sure we would want to join him here again.
I noticed Sara's eyes light up at that and a small smile appear on her lips. Once I had tracked down the manager and he had taken his time to find the form I returned to the table. Paul and Sara were sat even closer to each other and whispering conspiratorialy together. It was then I understood Paul had sent me away to give him time with Sara.
We had another round of drinks before Paul made his excuses and said he had other business to attend to. I felt disappointed and thought something must have gone wrong. We drove home deep in our own thoughts.
However once we were home, Sara asked if we would be meeting Paul again and she seemed excited at the thought. I replied that I had no plans to meet him. But she pressed on and suggested that we invite Paul over for a drink the next night.
I was hugely surprised and excited that Sara was making the suggestion, and felt my cock stir. I decided to play it cool and said that I wasn't sure about it. Sara went into one of her sulks and I eventually gave in.
Sara sent Paul a text so they must have exchanged numbers at some point. She beamed when she said that Paul had accepted her invite, and that he would join us the next evening.
That night we made love with the most passion that we had done so in a long, long time. Sara seamed fired up and for it, for myself, it was the idea of Paul fucking my wife.
I missed Sara the next morning as I had to work early, but I received a text from her during the day to say Paul would be at our house for drinks at seven that evening. I got home about six thirty, and was surprised to see Sara's new outfit. I had never seen her looking so sexy. She had bought a short black leather skirt, which had a gold zip running up the side, and was short enough to show her stocking tops. And a sheer white blouse that if you looked carefully, showed the red satin basque underneath.
She came up to me and hugged me, "do you think Paul will like my new outfit?" she asked. I assured her that she looked amazing. and rushed off to have a quick shower. I sent a text to Paul asking if Sara had been in contact since she invited him the previous evening, as I had never seen her in such a slutty outfit. I thought maybe it had been his idea. He assured me that they had not been in contact, but was looking forward to the evening to come.
Once I finished my shower I dressed and returned to the lounge just as Paul rang the doorbell. To be a tease, I sat on the sofa leaving the two single chairs, or next to me on the sofa for Sara and Paul to sit on.
Sara let Paul in, and brought him into the lounge. I saw a look of disappointment on Sara's face when she noticed the seating choices. I just knew she would want to be next to Paul. I welcomed Paul and he sat in one of the single armchairs. Sara sat next to myself.
Sara asked Paul what he would like to drink. Paul asked for a brandy and I knew we had a good bottle and went to the kitchen for a glass. However when I opened the cupboard the bottle was missing as was my whisky. Confused I went back into the lounge and apologised for being out of the drinks.
