Just a quick recap
My husband Jerry convinced me to treat him like a cuckold bitch, which was his fantasy. I went along with it, but I was trying to break him of his fantasy. It's been a little tougher to break than I thought it would be, but I haven't given up yet.
First, I thought the fear of a postnuptial agreement that gave me custody of the children and the loss of almost all our money would discourage him from continuing this ridiculous fantasy.
Second, while he thought this was what he wanted from watching porn and reading some erotic stories, I showed him some videos of what a real cuckold's life could be like. But that didn't discourage Jerry either.
Then I took him out in public while his dick was locked away in a cock cage. I danced and flirted with a man right in front of Jerry. The guy knew Jerry was a cuck and treated him as one. His name was Tom, he was a very good-looking guy, cocky and confident. Maybe a little too cocky and confident. He pissed off my brother-in-law Jack when he assumed that Jack was my sister's cuck. Jack sent Tom to the hospital in an ambulance.
After that incident, Jerry decided that he was okay with me going out and just coming home to tell my stories of the other men I was with. Which was promising, it told me that Jerry wasn't 100% into the whole cuckold lifestyle and I could break him.
And then there was Dave. Dave was a handsome smooth talker and he won me over. Did I want to drop to my knees and suck his dick? Did I feel my pussy getting wet and need him to throw me over the bar and fuck me? Um, no.
I did enjoy spending time with Dave, and I will admit that I was a little concerned that things were getting too close between us. Dave eased my concerns a little. I learned that Dave was using me to teach his wife Trish a lesson. She wanted to fuck another man while Dave sat home waiting for her. I was being used to show his wife that he could pick up a girl that would fuck him too.
I told Jerry I met a man named Dave, and he was now my lover. I told Jerry he has an 8" dick, he's dominating, and I love how he pounds my pussy. I figured that's what Jerry wanted to hear me say.
Dave asked me to go to his grandmother's 90
th
birthday party so he could rub it in his wife's face. I had a wonderful time and met some funny old people too. But I eventually told Dave to give his wife Trish one more chance. Since it was still early and my husband would be expecting a story when I got home, I left with Dave's cousin Todd. We stopped off at the Marriot Hotel bar for a few drinks. Todd's license plate read PLAYAH, and he was. He was trying his best to get me up into one of the hotel rooms.
The hotel has a nice mellow bar, that's where we were, but soon the adjoining club would turn into a meat market, one of the hottest clubs around. I didn't plan on sticking around for that.
Todd was quickly losing interest in me once he realized he wasn't going to be getting into my pants.
Then I met Lily, the bartender,
"How about something pink and smooth with just a little tang to it?"
That was the drink she had offered me. I'm pretty sure I heard her say
"I bet you will."
When I accepted a drink.
While I was out, Jerry was home taking care of our twins. Jerry was also locked away in his dick prison waiting for me to get home to tell him about Dave and me fucking while I jerk him off or let him reclaim me. I like it when Jerry reclaims me, it's the best sex of my life. And Saturday night when I returned home was incredible, from what I remember that is.
Chapter 4 - The Day After
I woke up Sunday morning and I thought I was in church the way my head was ringing. Feeling like shit could not describe how I really felt. Spread out on my bed like Patrick the Starfish from Sponge Bob, my girl's favorite cartoon, in a pool of drool.
Jerry will be changing these sheets tonight and where is Jerry I wondered, not knowing what time it was or where he could have fit on the bed with me sprawled out like I was.
As I lay there, aware that the sun was shining through the window, I could barely open my eyes as my fingers made their way around my nightstand attempting to find my phone. To no avail, but they did find a piece of paper.
I struggled to focus as I read my husband's note to me.
I took the girls to your sister's house for their cousin's birthday party. I will tell the family that you weren't feeling well.
Well, that was very impersonal. No "Feel Better" or "Love Jerry."
Fuck, what time is it anyway? That party was supposed to start at one o'clock.
I tried to sit up, but my head was ringing like I had a bad case of tinnitus. I felt nauseous and my body was trying to tell me not to get up. But I didn't listen. I needed a shower; I attempted to stand but my legs weren't paying attention, and I just fell to the ground.
I lay there for a few minutes before I was able to sit up and there on my nightstand were three Extra Strength Excedrin with Caffeine and a glass of ice water. Also, next to the water was a glass of my favorite hangover remedy. Sitting in a mixing bowl filled with ice was a glass of Nestle's strawberry milk.
I love my husband so much.
I went for the strawberry milk first and gulped down half the glass. Oh Fuck, Fuck...Brain Freeze!
I took the three Excedrin and water next. I tried once more to stand. Fuck it, I just crawled on all fours to the bathroom. How embarrassing, a grown adult woman crawls around on the ground like a child.
I managed to make my way to the bathroom and pull myself up to the sink. Feeling like shit was nothing compared to how I looked. And where did the hickeys around my tits come from? I hoped they were from Jerry, but I had a feeling they weren't.
I stood under the shower for what seemed like hours as I tried to piece together what the fuck happened to me last night.
I met Dave's family and a bunch of amusing old people. I learned a few old dances and jokes too.
I broke up with my fake lover, Dave, and threatened his cheating wife
" If you ever fuck up again, I will be back for Dave, and he will be mine. Do you understand me?"
I went to the Marriott Bar with Todd, Dave's cousin, as he tried his best to get into my panties. Which I was not wearing. I had told Jerry that Dave didn't want me to wear panties. Dave wanted easy access to my pussy and ass.
I met an attractive bartender at the Marriott. What was her name?
Lily! Fuck Lily! And then it all came back to me. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!
I told Lily about Jerry,
"Your husband wants you to fuck other men and he wants to watch and you're being miss goodie, goodie while playing a cuckold game with him? You should be out getting fucked every night."
Lily got me drunk and the guys from the bachelor party that we met got us both high. I hadn't smoked pot since I was in college and this pot wasn't like anything I remembered.
Oh fuck, Lily told all the guys that my husband was a cuck and that I had just broken up with my bull. Shit, shit, shit where's my phone?
I tripped out of the bathtub and pulled down the shower curtain and rod as I went down. Tuck and roll! Where that came from, I have no idea, but I did it and I'm sure there will be a bruise on my ass now.
