Terms of adultery.
A cuckold story about a husband who wants to share his wife with another man. A work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years. To best understand this multi-chapter story, start with chapter one.
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Amanda kept her luncheon meeting with Tiffany a secret from Sy. Tiffany's proposal was simply too outlandish for Amanda to discuss with her husband. At least, not yet. First, she must think it through for herself.
Tiffany had proposed that Amanda take Tiffany's husband Glenn as her lover! The very idea of a wife cooperating in her husband's romantic affair with another woman was simply inconceivable to Amanda. She had to wrestle with this strange idea before she brought it up with Sy.
Tiffany had demonstrated her amazing persuasive powers at lunch. She had induced Amanda to confess her most secret sexual fantasies! That evening, many hours later, those luncheon memories still made Amanda blush! Surprisingly, Tiffany had not been angered by Sy's desire to share his wife with Tiffany's husband, nor by Amanda's subsequent flirting with him. On the contrary, Tiffany had heartily endorsed an affair between Amanda and Glenn! What's more, Tiffany had put forth a strong argument in favor of an affair that seemed to Amanda unassailable.
And isn't that what Sy had insisted he wanted? An affair, or at least a sexual liaison, between his wife and her boss? But did Amanda want that, herself? Just a few months ago, she would have answered a resounding 'NO!' without hesitation. But now? She didn't know.
What she did know, or strongly suspected, is that Glenn would welcome an affair with her. She knew their friendship was something more than a warm, professional, working relationship. Their's was a relationship with an extra measure of heat lurking just below the surface, heat that might break through at any time.
That same evening, Sy noticed Amanda's pensive mood but said nothing. Since
the game
had started, their romantic life had run from cool to extremely hot. Sy thought perhaps she was entering one of her a cool phases. In bed that night, Amanda wanted only to cuddle. Her body language conveyed a lack of interest in lovemaking.
The next day, Tuesday, Amanda went to work but she could think of little else besides the previous day's luncheon, and the very strange conversation she'd had with Tiffany. Her boss also noticed Amanda's subdued mood, and like Sy, he said nothing. But unlike Sy, Glenn knew exactly what was on Amanda's mind. That knowledge, and the thought of what might soon be available to him, kept Amanda on
his
mind.
That evening, Amanda joined Sy in bed and cuddled up close to enjoy his warmth. She embraced her husband and they began kissing, fondling, and soon they were naked and enjoying slow, gentle lovemaking. It was the kind of sex Amanda needed after all that had been on her mind after her stressful luncheon with Tiffany. She was so glad to be back in her husband's loving arms! This was very different from their frantic couplings and sexual role-play of the previous week.
They finished and held each other close until Amanda rolled over and fell asleep. Sy sensed something different about his wife.
By the end of the week, Amanda had thought the matter through and reached a tentative decision. For two years, Sy had been teasing her about having sex with her boss. Was Sy serious? He had surely acted serious during the last few months. Did Sy want to live out his fantasies, or were they only for bedroom play?
Amanda had to know. The uncertainty had become a major distraction in her marriage, and it had grown to include Glenn and Tiffany. Sy talked a good game, but how would he react if he watched his wife actually have sex with another man? For now, that was out of the question. But she could test him another way.
Friday evening after dinner, after a long week of work, Amanda took Sy's hand and led him into the living room.
"Sit here, Sy," she said, pointing to the sofa, "I've got something for you." She returned a moment later with a crystal highball glass containing an inch of amber liquid. She sat down on the sofa beside him.
"I know how much you like watching those eighteen year old girls, you pervert, but you can't have one. So instead, I bought you some eighteen year old Macallan scotch to sip. I want you to watch while I act out a story," she said.
"This is my show, Babe. You sit quietly and watch. Here, let me have a taste of that," she said, taking the highball glass from him. She drew a long sip before continuing.
"What if Glenn and I really
were
lovers, Sy? You say you want that, but do you, really? Close your eyes and imagine this scene for me, Sy. Imagine, Glenn and I are alone some evening in a fancy hotel room. Imagine
you
are Glenn, sitting in this chair, sipping Scotch whisky, and watching me. Me, your wife, Sy! I'm all alone with you, and Sy is a looong ways away. Glenn, that's you, Babe, has asked me to strip and I'm going to do it for him. Glenn is going to watch me take off my clothes. Now,
you
watch what your wife does for another man!"
She walked to the center of the room and pushed a coffee table off to the side to clear some space.
I've never stripped before,
she thought.
Can I do it?
She steeled herself and began.
"This is what Glenn would see, Babe. Me, your wife, undressing. Is that what you want, Sy? Do you want Glenn to see your wife naked?" She began unbuttoning and peeling off her clothes.
Slow down, not so fast!
she thought.
"Wow, Mandy! Any man would! You're beautiful," he gasped, fascinated as he watched her undress.
When she had stripped down to her bra and panties, she did a pirouette to face him with her hands on her hips. "Leave your shirt on, but take off your pants," she told him.
Sy stifled a groan and struggled with his shoes and pants.
"Socks, too," she said.
"Do you think I could get Glenn to take off his pants that easily, Sy? What do you think? Would he, if I just asked him to do it?"
"I'll bet he would," Sy said, and he stroked his semi-hard penis. Mandy stopped him.
"Hands off your dick, Babe. Just watch me."
Mandy removed her bra and panties and pranced about the room, all curvy and jiggly and bouncy in a way Sy had never seen her before. She was behaving like a stripper on a stage!
Was this his wife?
This was a different woman! She walked over to stand right in front of him and straddled his legs. She raised her right foot and placed it on the armrest of the sofa to expose herself to her husband in the lewdest way she could think of.
This is so slutty!
she thought. She thrust her pelvis forward until her sex was right in front of his face.
"My Gaawwwd, Mandy!" Sy exclaimed.
Mandy put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him closer. "Lean forward and kiss my pussy. I shaved it for you. Do you like it?"
Sy gave her vulva a quick kiss. "I like it, Mandy."
"Another kiss, Sy. This time, get your tongue in there and taste me. Use your tongue to explore. Use your lips to suck. Find my secret place, Babe." She gripped his hair and pulled his face hard into her sex. "Yeah, just like that. Do it to me good," she gasped.
Sy's mind was racing! Mandy had never been like this! So vulgar and demanding!
Would she really do this for Glenn?
Mandy held Sy's face tightly against her sex and began moving her hips. Hard and slowly, she rubbed her sex over his mouth.
"Get your tongue in there. Deeper. Fuck me with your tongue," Mandy said. She looked down to his lap and saw his penis had grown into a rigid rod.
Mandy ground her pelvis up, down, and around to smear her juices on her husband's face. She pushed her clitoral hood against the tip of his nose and made little circles with her pelvis to push back the skin. The intense sensations added to the nugget of heat growing deep within her. She pulled back, bent forward, and planted little kisses all over his face. Then she licked his face.
"Ummm, I've been missing out. I can see why you like licking me," she said.
Sy was shocked.
She's never done that before!
Mandy knelt down onto the rug between his legs and placed her hands and forearms on his naked thighs.
"Now, I'm going to suck your cock, Babe. And your balls, too. Spread your legs. Sit back and let me do it to you. Just enjoy it."
Her words sent a surge of excitement through Sy.
Mandy tightly grasped Sy's testicles in one hand and pulled. Sy tensed in response. She used her other hand to bend his penis down to her mouth. She began licking the shaft up and down with the flat of her tongue, and she explored around his cockhead with the tip of her tongue. He could feel her hot breath on his skin and he moaned when she worked her tongue into his little opening.
