Nonmonogamy

NONMONOGAMY (EHTICAL?)

(Standard Cuck Warning.)

Larry Morgan and his wife Elaine were tucked up in bed after sex. She had her head on his shoulder, as she had many times before.

She said, "Larry, I was reading about ethical nonmonogamy." She stopped there because she felt Larry stiffen up. A whole-body stiff, to be exact. Except his cock, which remained flaccid.

He slowly extricated himself from her embrace, sat up in bed and gave her a truly questioning look.

He said, "Okay. What's on your mind? Because this was nice. Overdue but nice."

"I'm sorry about lack of desire lately, Larry. Empty nest, maybe."

They had been married coming up on twenty-five years. Both were forty-six. Their son and daughter were at university. Truth be told, Larry thought that he had taken the empty nest thing harder than she. He had for years been the more involved parent, working from home often. Always making the sports games and concerts.

After the comment, Larry decided to be careful. He said, "I really hope that this evening was not about a request. You know, for a hall pass."

She sighed. She sat up, looking him in the eye. She said, "I found the articles intriguing. They said how new experiences broadened the marital relationship."

Larry was still being careful. He felt as if shit had probably already happened that he wouldn't like. Nothing ethical about that. But he couldn't be sure. What he was sure about was the lack of marital sex for several weeks, until tonight. They were both attractive and in good shape physically. Yet a dry spell. Now this.

He said, "You're talking about open marriage. Right?"

She paused. She said, "If both of us agreed, you know, maybe it could reinvigorate our....."

She stopped because Larry had suddenly leapt out of the bed. He was standing over her. He did not look pleased.

He asked, "Who? Who is it?"

"Oh, Larry. Don't jump to conclusions. It was only an interesting idea that I read about. Forget it."

Larry was not placated. He said, "As I understand it, ethical nonmonogamy is something that requires agreement by both spouses. Right?"

"Of course."

"I don't agree. I'll never agree. If you want someone else, say that and we can part ways."

"I don't want that. I don't. You've taken this all wrong. If you don't agree, then it won't happen. I only thought that...we're both....we could both get new experiences."

"We can take a trip to Iceland for new experiences. Or Thailand. The Congo, maybe. You mean fuck other people."

"That's crude." She was upset.

"Maybe it is. But another thing about this ethical cheating is that all information is supposed to be on the table before a decision can be made, right?"

"Yes." She was extremely uncomfortable now.

But her discomfort didn't hold a candle to Larry's simmering rage. They'd been together a long time and she'd seen that rage only a few times. She saw it now, and she was scared.

She said, "Please calm down. I never should have spoken about it. You say no, and that's the end of it."

Larry stared at her. He considered that a major lie on her part. He turned and walked into the bathroom. She could hear him in there. Pissing. She tried to consider how to save the situation.

And the situation needed saving because he was perfectly correct that she had someone in mind for her first ethical nonmonogamy adventure. Nick Jamison, a new hire at her company. A younger dream boat in his mid-thirties. A salesman. And he had the goods to make the sale. For two months the two had flirted. Started mildly, and now here she was, risking her peaceful marriage.

She knew her husband. He'd find out about Nick. Larry ran his own cyber-security firm. It was Nick who suggested the ethical ploy. He wanted in her pants, and he made no bones about that. So far, she'd never even allowed a kiss. So far.

But the reason for her proposal was that she really, truly wanted to get fucked by Nick. Not just a quickie at the office, either. A whole weekend, maybe. She wasn't going to sneak off to some cheap motel. She wanted the entire experience, like it said in the articles she read.

After pissing, Larry ran hot water into the sink and started shaving. It calmed him down and allowed him to consider what had happened. But the more he thought it through, the less he liked it. It seemed to him that his wife had withheld sex for a few weeks to get him primed. She must have thought he'd be grateful. Easier to persuade. But it had only pissed him off.

He finished shaving. He showered. More time to think. What he was considering now was where he was going to sleep that night. Because he was not going to sleep with Lainie. He dried off and walked out to the bedroom. Lainie was watching him carefully.

She said, "Larry. I mean it. Please forget it."

Larry said nothing. He got some underwear, shorts, a tee. Dressed.

Lainie said, "Larry. Larry...." Now she was close to frantic.

He grabbed his slip-on sneakers, put his wallet and phone in his pockets and walked out. Lainie followed him.

"Where are you going? It was just an idea. Larry..." She was pleading now, but he walked out the front door. She stood there in her robe and watched as he got into his truck and drove away.

She closed the door and sank into the recliner. She was stunned. She was leaking tears. Jesus! This was so over the top. He couldn't know about Nick. Not yet. But he knew....he knew that there was someone.

She thought to warn Nick to watch out. It wouldn't take Larry long to figure it out. And maybe he'd do something to Nick. Shit!

But she didn't call Nick. It was mostly his fault. He'd come after her. If he suffered, okay. One thing for sure. He wasn't getting what he wanted from her. No matter what happened with Larry. She'd begun seeing him in a new light, and she didn't like what she saw. Well....except for his fantastic body. Verboten for her, now. Anyway, he was a snake. Easy to see now. Not so easy when he was right there with her. And even if he was a snake, she still wanted a nice weekend with him. Alas!

Meanwhile Larry went to his office. He fired up his computer. The one he used when he needed to be discrete. And he broke into the G & F Inc. computer system. He found the new hires. Only one in the correct time frame. Nick Jamison, a new sales rep. He did the social media search on the guy. Married, two kids. The guy looked magnificent. A blond bombshell of the masculine persuasion. Larry could see what Lainie might see in him.

He gathered all the info he needed about the guy. Then he got his Glock forty out of the gun safe at work. He stuck it in the hip holster. This was an open carry state.

He also put a small .22 revolver in his pants pocket. That gun was not in the gun safe. It was in his bottom desk drawer, covered by manilla envelopes. It was a ghost gun that he'd picked up some years before. He loaded it with shorts.

Larry went out and got into his pick-up. He drove to the other side of the county, where Nick Jamison and his family lived. He drove around the house and the block. It was midnight. No lights were on in the house. There didn't seem to be any extra security. And Larry looked carefully.

He sat and thought it all over. Then he drove back to his office and put the guns away. He slept on the couch. He had a toothbrush and razor there for the morning, and there was a shower by the basement gym.

He had silenced his phone. He looked at it. Several messages from Elaine. He ignored those. He slept okay on the couch. It wasn't the first time he'd used it. Always for work until now.

In the morning, Larry strapped up again and drove back to Nick's house. Nick came out at eight am. His wife and child also came out at that time. Nick got into a Benz by himself. The others got into a mini-van and off they all went.

Larry followed Nick. Nick didn't go to the company office. Instead, he went to an office park and parked by a plumber's office. He went in. Larry figured that it was a sales call. The lot wasn't crowded. Nick was parked off in the corner. Larry thought he didn't want the customer to see the Benz. Larry pulled his truck near the Benz. Nick came out thirty minutes later.

Larry was leaning on the Benz. His holster was there, facing Nick. Nick stopped about ten yards away.

Nick said, "Who are you. I'll call the cops." He reached for his pocket.

Larry said, "I'm Larry Morgan, Elaine's husband. You're Nick. The ethical nonmonogamy guy."

Nick started backing away. He was saying, "Nothing has happened. Not a damn thing! No need for this."

"For what? I wanted a small powwow. You know, maybe I could come to your house and discuss the nonmonogamy stuff with you and Nancy. See how it's working out for you two."

Nick said, "No. Not a good idea. That was just something for Elaine, maybe. I would never..."

Larry casually unsnapped the holster.

Nick turned very pale.

Larry said, "No lies, Nicky. Could cost you a lot to lie. Your family. Maybe more."

"What do you want?"

"Thing is Nicky, she only broached the idea last night. She never mentioned anything about you. Yet, you know, here I am this morning. I'm very good at some stuff."

"What do you want? I'm a very happily married man. I don't need trouble."

"I want you to ghost her. Completely. No touches, no jokes, when you see her walk the other way. That's the rule. Break the rule, bad shit happens. Got it?"

"Yeah. I mean it was only harmless....."

Larry's fingers wrapped around the butt of the Glock.

Nick said, "Okay. Okay." He had his hands up and was backing away.

Larry walked to his truck, got in and drove away.

Nick found that he was shaky. He went to his car and got in. He realized that he'd pissed himself. Not a lot, but...." He drove back to his house. He changed clothes, cancelled his next meeting and sat for a while.

Nick had always been a man who could attract women. His wife, Nancy, was a stunner. During his marriage Nick had not remained faithful to Nancy. Early on he had affairs with three different women, all married. It seemed that married women were like catnip to him.

Nancy was no fool and she discovered Nick's extra woman - the first one. Nancy was livid at first. She shouted at Nick for an entire evening. But she calmed down and Nick apologized.

Nancy did not accept the apology. After two days, she returned to the marital bed and allowed Nick to lick her and fuck her. Then she explained the idea of ethical nonmonogamy to him. They were lying next to each other.

Nick asked, "Does that mean you're going to screw other men?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, indeed. When the fancy strikes me." She smiled at him, staring straight into his eyes.

What could he say? Well, he said, "I don't believe we can survive that. Look how jealous you were about Maddy."

"You can have that bitch whenever you want. And I can have....who I want, when I want."

"Oh." He looked pensive. She started stroking his cock. She said, "I have a date for tomorrow. I'll be out all night. You can have your married whore, but not in this bed. This is only for us."

Nancy went on her date - with a guy from her gym that she'd eyed for months. She'd walked right up to Rick the day after she discovered Nick's affair. She ran her hand down his muscular chest and said, "I'd like to get to know you way better, Rick. Will you take me out Friday?"

Rick was thrilled. Friday, he took her out to a Chinese restaurant, and then back to his apartment. He was only twenty-one. He was much stronger and bigger than Nick. By Saturday morning, Nancy was so happy with the new open marriage arrangement. Especially since it was ethical and all.

Meanwhile, Nick had Maddy over. They used the guest room. But she was married and had to leave at ten. She was a fox, but not as good as Nancy. Just different and married.

After that first night, Nick and Nancy sat down and worked out an agreement. Basically, it was a full disclosure agreement, with an added clause calling for discretion. Also, for periodic testing.

That's how it went for them. And it seemed to work out. For sure, Nancy was always satisfied. It took Nick longer to seduce his married prey. Nancy would laugh at him when he came home frustrated. She was never frustrated for long.

Things moved along well until Nancy became pregnant. She was on birth control. Nevertheless, it happened after she recovered from the flu. Something about the meds she took. Because of the timing, she was pretty sure that Nick was the father. Ninety percent. She told him 100%.

She had a daughter. DNA testing did show that Nick was the father. Nancy was relieved. She had had two lovers in the relevant period, apart from Nick. One of those was Asian. But Nick had her more often than the other guys. A close escape. Still, the couple discussed how to prevent another such incident. But they thought it unlikely, since Nancy would remain on birth control.

Meanwhile Nick had seduced yet another married woman who worked at his office. That affair had to be kept secret from her husband, of course. It went on for some time, until she fell pregnant. She disliked her husband, and intentionally allowed Nick to fuck her during her fertile period. When she gave Nick the news, he was stunned. He told Nancy.

They decided that they should make a move. Nancy had an offer from a firm just outside of D.C. She took the job and Nick was hired by Elaine's firm to sell construction material and equipment. He was a great salesman and did well.

One thing he did well was pursue Elaine, who was the best-looking married woman at the main office. He was also good at selling himself to married women. He was making steady progress with her, until she basically told him no way. She loved her husband, and he was a hard case. If she was discovered in an affair, he would make her suffer. That's when Nick proposed the ethical nonmonogamy approach.

And that's how he got to be sitting in his living room, with a new pair of pants on.

He recovered enough to go to his afternoon appointments. When he got back to the office, he stayed as far away from Elaine as possible. She noticed. She had expected to have him ask about how it had gone with Larry. He didn't. He almost ran away from her when they accidentally passed in the hall.

When Elaine got home that afternoon, Larry was just parking in front of the house. She was so relieved to see him. She was also apprehensive. She unlocked the door, and they went inside. She turned and asked, 'What did you do to Nick?" She knew full well that Larry had scared him off.

Larry said, "Nothing much. Had a little talk. A Glock talk. He appeared to understand my position."

"Well, it worked. He totally avoided me. I expected to have to tell him that his idea backfired. I guess you beat me to it."

"Yeah. But, you know, I'm here now. I don't know how long I'll stay. You have to explain yourself, Lainie."

"He's....he's a salesman. I guess he sold me on himself. I never even kissed him, Larry."

Larry looked at her and decided that she was being truthful. He also became aware that he wanted to fuck her. Right then. Immediately. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her upstairs and tossed her onto the bed.

He started stripping. He said, "Off with those clothes!"

Lainie was so happy to oblige. When she was naked, she was already aroused. She simply spread her legs. An open invitation.

Larry fucked her hard, coming like a steamroller headed downhill. She was caught up and had an intense orgasm as he filled her. She was screaming but didn't know that.

That sex was the best they'd had for some time.

They got up and made a dinner. Sauteed chicken breast with onions and spices.

As they ate, Lainie asked, "What caused that? I mean, I've read about husbands who want to reclaim their wives. But....I never even..." She saw that he had his head down and was blushing.

She paused. She said, "I won't ever go behind your back, Larry. Never. I would not have sneaked in a fuck with that guy. I put it out there."

"No. You masked what was happening with this ethical shit. That was a ploy, if not an outright lie."

Lainie was stuck as to how to reply to that. It was true, but.....she'd only have had the guy if Larry allowed it. Now, seeing him, it occurred to her that he might allow something. But she saw no way to bring that up. So, she apologized. "I admit it was sneaky. Never again. I swear that."

Larry believed her. He was going to let the matter slide. But he asked, "Are you satisfied? I mean, were you bored with me? With us?"

Lainie smiled. "What just happened was far from boring. Maybe before....you know we've been together a long time. I was a little restless. I believe Nick sensed that."

Larry was thoughtful. He said, "I don't know why I did the powerfuck. I was pissed off at you. Then...I wanted to fuck you so much."

Lainie smiled. She said, "We can go out next week to that dance venue that just opened. It'll be fun. Harmless."

He nodded. He was conflicted. But he wasn't going to discuss it with her.

When Nick got home from work, Nancy could see that something was bothering him. She asked, "What? You're very subdued."

Nick told her about Elaine and then Larry. He left out the part where he pissed his pants. Nancy started laughing anyway.

She said, "So, finally the married woman thing boomeranged on you. Now what?"

"Well, I won't try for Elaine. But...I mean I do like getting some guy's wife. Makes me feel....great."

"Nick, I liked the idea that you were only fucking married women. You wouldn't fall in love. It was some kind of hunting thing, like shooting deer. Only the deer can't shoot back. I never go with married guys. The hunks at the gym are all single or divorced. They're younger and don't want anything but a good fuck. Well, or a blow job."

"What am I going to do?" Nick wasn't over the confrontation yet.

Nancy, who had been fucked in a guy's apartment at lunch time, decided to soothe her poor husband. Maybe he didn't have the big dick of some of her lovers. But he sure was fit and sexy. So, she took him upstairs and sucked his cock, before she straddled him and fucked him. She kept saying, "Nicky, Nicky, you're so good. So good."

It worked, at least for a while.

Nancy was lying next to him after the sex. She said, "I'm a married woman. You got me so easy." She chuckled.

Nick was not reassured. He asked, "What about the gym guys? How many are there?"

"Four."

"Geez. I only do one at a time. It takes so long to get one."

"Everyone's different, babe. I like variety."

Nick said, "Nancy, it's so easy for you. You just smile at some young guy you like and the next thing you know he's pumping inside you. I have to work for my extra."

Nancy said, "But, that's what you like, ruining some poor wife for her husband. Taking her, even if she's trying hard to be faithful. You're good at it. Just...maybe it's a little risky."

"It isn't fair!"

"Awww. If you're nice I may take care of you more often. Like I said, I am a married woman. You can steal me from all my outside cocks. Anyway, you started this, remember?"

That's how they left it. Nick found a nice-looking young wife working at one of the plumbing companies he visited - Pam. He started working on her. He was careful to look into her husband. Just to see if he might really take offense. But there was really no way to tell. So what if the husband was short and skinny. He could still shoot a pistol.

Nick found that Pam was a real slut. He nailed her after only three weeks. But she was very experienced. It was quite rewarding - the sex. But he got it too easily. He started looking again. Meanwhile, he managed to steal his wife away from her stable of studs sometimes. He realized that she was the best for him. Just not always available. Especially with the kids around. Luckily bedtime was nine, at the latest.