Note: This story is the third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.
This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.
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We left my apartment at about 6:00. At Roxanne's suggestion I brought an overnight bag. It contained my shaving kit, a clean shirt, a change of socks and some clean underwear.
Next we stopped at Roxanne's so she could freshen up.
It was after 7:30 when we finally arrived at Sammy's. The place was already crowded. Apparently Sammy's spaghetti really was neighborhood attraction.
I followed Roxanne as she wove her way to the bar. There were two empty stools near one end. As we sat down we heard Sammy's booming voice.
"Hey it's my favorite girl and her new boyfriend."
A number of heads turned to see who Sammy was talking about. Several men stared at me.
Sammy went to the tap and poured a pitcher of beer. He set the pitcher in front of us and grabbed two glasses. As he set the glasses down he said, "Roxie and Willie it's nice to see you again." He looked at Roxanne. "Honey I don't think I've ever seen you show up with the same guy two nights in a row. This must be serious."
Roxanne hugged me and grinned. "Sammy, I think I have a sweetheart."
Sammy smiled. "Congratulations baby, nobody deserves it more than you do." He paused and looked at me. "Willie you're going to make a lot of guys here unhappy. Roxie was a favorite playmate in this bar."
Roxanne put her fingers to her lips. "Hush Sammy, Willie doesn't need to know about all of that."
Sammy grabbed Roxanne's hand. "Sorry kid, I didn't mean to cause no trouble." He turned to me. "Hey Willie forget what I just said. I guess I've been drinking too much of my own suds."
Sammy smiled at both of us; "Hey, how about some spaghetti?"
Roxanne smiled back. "Now you're talking Sammy; bring us two big plates and some of your famous garlic bread."
Roxanne poured a glass of beer for each of us. When she set the pitcher down I asked, "What was Sammy talking about?"
Roxanne shook her head. "Oh nothing, that's just Sammy. He loves to talk. Just forget about it sweetheart, its nothing." She slid a glass of beer over to me and picked up her own glass; "Hey how about a toast."
I smiled and picked up my glass. Roxanne raised hers and said, "To us."
As we clinked our glasses I also said, "To us."
Sammy brought us our dinners. Roxanne was right, his spaghetti was excellent. When we finished our first pitcher of beer, Sammy brought us another one.
By 8:30 we were well into the second pitcher. Sammy had cleared our dishes away and we were both sitting at the bar feeling very relaxed.
Suddenly, Roxanne leaned over and whispered to me. "Willie, there are some very hot guys in here tonight. Were you serious when you said that it might turn you on to see me flirting with another man?"
The first pitcher of beer had pretty much eliminated any inhibitions that I might have had. I turned to Roxanne and said, "Mistress, it's your right to flirt with any man you might choose."
Roxanne looked at me for the longest time. Finally she said, "Willie, are you sure?"
"You're just talking about flirting right?"
Roxanne smiled. "That's right, just a little harmless flirting." She paused. "I might ignore you for awhile. Can you handle that?"
I nodded. "That's kind of the point. I am going to have to handle it."
Roxanne giggled. "I promise you that when we get back to my apartment I'll pay alot of attention to you."
"I can't wait."
Roxanne leaned over and whispered into my ear. "Now you're going to have to wait. For a little while it's going to be playtime for me. My poor little baby is just going to have to sit and watch and feel all left out."
She picked up her beer glass, emptied it and set it down again. "Well here goes."
She turned towards a tall, muscular man with short black hair. This incredibly handsome man was standing about twelve feet away talking to several other men.
Roxanne winked at me. "I have to go potty. I'll be right back."
She got up and walked towards her target. As she passed by, she "accidentally" bumped into him. As soon as she made contact Roxanne stopped, put one hand over her mouth in dismay and gripped his arm with her other hand. "Please excuse me, I'm so clumsy."
He smiled at her. "No harm done." As he spoke his attention shifted to Roxanne's cleavage. She was leaning forward. He was looking right down the front of her blouse.
She patted his arm. "Thank you for understanding." She giggled a little and wrinkled her nose. "You're a real gentleman, but you're going to have to excuse me; I have to get to the ladies room before I wet my panties."
He laughed. "I certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for that."
Roxanne disappeared. A few minutes later I saw her coming back. Her return path brought her right by her handsome gentleman. As she passed him she gave him a big smile.
He winked at her "Please to bump into me again; I really enjoyed it last time."
Roxanne giggled. "Oh my, well I certainly wouldn't want to slight a handsome man like you." She backed up and walked by him again. This time she bumped into his side. As she bumped into him she made a big show of rubbing her tits against his arm
He laughed. "You can do that to me anytime you like."
Roxanne smiled at him. "I don't know you well enough." She paused and then added, "yet."
He smiled. "Well let's try to rectify that situation." He extended his hand. "I'm Ted Jordan."
Roxanne took his hand. "Hi Ted, I'm Roxanne Mitchell."
Ted smiled, "A pretty name for a pretty girl."
Roxanne rubbed his wrist with her fingertips. "Aren't you sweet?" She giggled. "A little flattery will get you a long way."
Ted raised his eyebrows. "I am not going to let you go after that comment. Roxanne can I buy you a beer?"
Roxanne shook her head. "No I have pitcher over here, bring your glass. I'll fill it up."
"That's an offer I'll never refuse."
Roxanne took Ted's hand and led him over to our spot. "Ted this is my friend William. William this is Ted."
Ted looked at me and turned to Roxanne. "I am sorry, I didn't realize that you were with someone. I think I'll just excuse myself."
Roxanne squeezed his hand. "Ted you don't have to worry about him. Willie won't care if we spend a little time getting to know each other." She turned to me. "Will you Willie?"
I looked at the floor. This was incredibly humiliating. It was also intensely exciting. I mumbled, "Whatever pleases you dear."
Both Roxanne and Ted looked at me. Finally Roxanne gave me a wicked smile and said, "Willie where are your manners. Ted has an empty glass, fill it for him."
I looked at Ted, slowly extended my hand and whispered, "May I fill you glass for you sir."
Ted stared at me for the longest time, finally he smiled, handed me his glass and said, "Sure Willie that would be real nice."
I filled Ted's glass and handed it back to him. He smiled at me and said, "Thanks pal."
Roxanne patted the stool on the opposite side of her from me and said, "Sit down Ted, you and I need to get to know each other."
Ted sat down. Roxanne turned so that she was facing Ted and her back was towards me. "Tell me all about yourself."
For the next half hour they chatted and giggled. When their beer glasses were empty Roxanne turned, grabbed the pitcher and poured more beer for the two of them. She ignored my glass.
When the pitcher was empty she turned to face me. This was the first time in the past 45 minutes that she had acknowledged my presence. "Willie be a dear and refill this for us." She turned and continued talking with Ted. She was deliberately ignoring me.
I was pretty sure that this was a test to see how much passive abuse I would accept.
I got them more beer. I refilled my glass and placed the pitcher in front of Ted. Roxanne smiled at me. They went back to talking. They were now whispering to each other like lovers.
After another 10 minutes they stood up. Roxanne turned to me. "Willie, Ted and I are going to the back room to play a little pool. I'll be back in a little bit."
"Could I join you?'
She patted my face like a mother would pat a five year olds face. "No sweetie I think it would be better if you stayed here."
As she said this Ted was staring at me. There was a sneer on face. Roxanne turned to him. "Come on big man lets go shoot some pool." Ted put his arm around my new girlfriend and led her to the back room. As they passed through the doorway Ted's hand slipped to Roxanne's ass. Roxanne didn't remove it.
I sat at the bar. I was in a state of complete confusion. My new girlfriend had just walked into the backroom with a handsome man who she'd been flirting with for the past hour.
I knew how I was supposed to react. I was supposed to be irate, but I wasn't.
I was humiliated and shamed. Most of the regulars in the bar had been watching our little show all evening. They were all well aware that I was here with Roxanne. They also all saw how easily Ted moved in and took my place. I shook my head as I thought about this. For some strange reason these feelings of humiliation and shame were extremely erotic to me.
I knew I was envious of Ted. I would have loved to be in his place. I could only imagine what he and my girlfriend were doing in the backroom.
Most of all I was aroused. I cannot begin to explain why the idea of seeing my girlfriend in the arms of another man was exciting to me, but it was.