"It's time for your real fantasy to come true", she said, and I felt more blood trying to fill my dick, but it was already full.
I discovered I had the perfect wife when she tricked me into revealing my fantasies of being dominated, tied-up, and teased. Over the last several months she had coerced me into buying her more toys to use on me and revealing more fantasies, culminating in a session last month where she blindfolded me and told me she was fulfilling what was then the biggest fantasy she knew of, to be helplessly exposed to one of her friends. During that session she made me reveal where I kept my box of sex toys, and she retrieved it and found some fantasies I had printed out including one involving her with another man.
I told her that this was a fantasy, but not one I really wanted to happen, one that just turned me on.
"You seemed to enjoy the last fantasy you said you didn't really want to happen".
I admitted that I did, and that I would enjoy it again, even more realistic, as long as it didn't interfere with our relationship.
She had called me at work in the morning and told me to prepare for an exciting evening, but not to come home early. My dick got instantly hard, and I had to stay bellied up to my desk for almost an hour before I could get my mind off of the coming evening enough to let my erection subside. I actually got more work done than usual because that was the best way to keep me from embarrassing myself.
I left right at five and started to drive home as quickly as I could when my Cindy called on my cell phone and instructed me to put on the cock ring she had placed in my glove compartment 'just like last time.'
At a long stop light I had enough privacy to pull down my pants. I pulled the 8-inch black leather strap with snaps on it out of the glove compartment and looped it around my cock and balls so there were four female snaps left on one strand and two male left on the other. I then wrapped that around my cock and snapped it so there were still two female snaps left on the first strand. I pushed that down between my balls and snapped it to the original loop, careful not to catch any skin as the car behind me honked politely.
When I got close to home, I drank the two little airplane bottles of bourbon she left in the glove compartment.
Cindy called again before I got home and asked me if I got her other present, then instructed me to pull into the garage, hang up my shirt and jacket on the hangar she had waiting for me, and put on the blindfold she had left, then handcuff my wrists behind me and knock on the door when I was ready.
It was a hard task in my excited state, but I managed as quickly as I could.
When the door opened I felt some hands guided me in, A ring gag was inserted in my mouth and I felt my hands being hoisted up in the air. It was about this time that I figured out more than two hands were involved.
"Rod, I have a friend here. We're going to fulfill your wildest dreams."
Last time it had all been a trick, but this time there was no doubt someone else was here.
"Do you want to do the honors?'
I heard someone step forward and felt my pants being unbuckled while another person took off my shoes and socks. Someone pulled my pants down revealing my bulging jockeys, and then these were inched down before being yanked to the floor.
I felt Cindy remove the stopper from the ring gag and kiss me as deeply as she could while running her hands all over my chest. She replaced the stopper and went to work on my cock, tasting the head, licking the shaft and balls, tonguing me lightly and then deep-throating me, bringing me to the edge before suddenly stopping.
My hands were released and I was spun around a couple of times and led to another room where I was pushed into a chair. Cindy and her friend quickly bound my ankles to the legs and my hands behind me. A light blanket was put over me.
It's time for your real fantasy to come true", she said as she pulled off my blindfold. We were in the living room and the lighting was low. I looked around the room for her girlfriend, finally spotting him on the couch. It was a handsome man, dressed in a business suit, drinking a martini.
"Rod, this is Sam."
Cindy walked over to Sam and he stood up and kissed him deeply. Their tongues explored each other while their hands ran over each other's bodies. Cindy broke off the kiss and went to the CD player. Sam already had a hard-on as he looked over at me, the cuckold. I was thrilled and I was devastated.
Cindy had talked about Sam for a few weeks. He was a new single coworker of Cindy's. She talked about how good looking and fun he was, and how much more she enjoyed her job now that Sam was there, but I never felt threatened. Until now.
A slow sexy jazz saxophone began to play, and Cindy walked over to me. She was wearing a sexy dress with a miracle bra that I had given her once for Valentines Day and she hadn't worn since. It really accentuated her cleavage.
"Rod, I know this is your fantasy, but I also know you said you didn't want it to really happen. But that's what you said about the other fantasy, and you told me you were glad I acted it out. I am going to tie the remote control to the CD player to the back of your chair. If at anytime you want us to stop, you stop the music."
She tied to remote with string and then adjusted it so I could reach it and test it. I paused the music and started it again.
I tried to figure out what I really wanted. I was excited but I did not want another man fucking my wife. It was my fantasy and Cindy had gone to a lot of trouble. If I stopped it I would probably lose my only chance. I decided to let it go on for a little bit.
Cindy walked over to Sam and they began to slow dance. Soon they were kissing and their hands were running over each others asses. Sam started to squeeze Cindy's cheeks and pull her into his erection. She was loving every minute of it. I hated her for it but I loved her and if this was making her happy then I wasn't sure I should stop it.
At one point they drifted over to the CD player and Sam broke away to adjust the volume slightly while Cindy dimmed the lights a little more. Cindy glanced over at me to see how I was responding, and I didn't change my expression. Taking this as a sign of consent, she let Sam lead her over to the couch, where he pulled her gently down and they began to make out, almost ravenously. My hands reached for the remote so I would be ready, and then I began to panic as I couldn't find it.