Note: This is the fifteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous fourteen episodes of this series, I encourage you to 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.
* "Well let me see, where should I start?" Roxanne paused to think. "Bob was really nice. We met in his office. His secretary Melanie and Vince Reinhardt, his chief executive officer were both there."
"Bob started the interview with some easy questions like where did I grow up and where did I go to high school."
I took a sip of my beer and kissed Roxanne's cunt. She let out a little gasp and slapped my head. "Be careful, I'll get too turned on. I won't be able to tell you what happened."
I smiled. "Sorry Mistress."
"Well don't let it happen again." She paused and laughed, "At least not in the next ten seconds."
I picked up her foot and kissed her toes. Roxanne sighed. "Oh that's nice. Keep doing that."
She took a moment to enjoy the attention I was giving her feet. Finally she continued. "So the next question Bob asked was what happened with my last job." She smiled at me. "Peewee, I'd already decided to tell the truth so that's what I told him."
"What exactly did you say?"
"I told him that I was working in the bar at the Calvert Hotel. A customer invited me up to his room for a little party after my shift. He was a hot guy so of course I said yes."
"I'll bet that got their attention."
Roxanne smiled. "It sure did."
"So anyway, I told them that as soon as the guy got me into the elevator things got pretty hot. He had my blouse unbuttoned and my brassiere unhooked in a flash. The next thing I knew, were making out and he was playing with my bare tits while were still in the elevator."
Roxanne looked down at me and smiled. "All three of them were pretty quiet at this point." She laughed. "I had their attention."
I gave Roxanne's cunt a light kiss and said, "I'll bet you did."
When I kissed her Roxanne sighed for a moment and then she continued her story. "The next part really blew old Bob away. I looked right at him and explained that when we got out of the elevator I tried to cover myself up, but the guy stopped me. He wanted me to walk down the hall with my tits hanging out." Roxanne shrugged. "I told them that the idea really me turned on, so I did it. We walked the whole way down the hall with my tits exposed. When we got to his room we actually stopped before we went in so that he could kiss and lick my nipples."
Roxanne grinned at me. "Bob was pretty amazed. He took a moment to think about what I'd just told him and then he asked me how I lost my job."
My wife shook her head. "Peewee, I was so upset about this last week, but now the whole thing seems kind of funny to me. " She shrugged. "Anyway, I started laughing and I told them that there were security cameras in the elevator and hallway. The whole thing was recorded on tape."
"All three of them started laughing when they heard that." Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, they were fun people."
"We all laughed for a while and then Bob stopped and asked me if it was okay for him to call me Roxie. Peewee, he was a really nice man. I think that was the first time anyone has ever asked me that."
Roxanne shrugged, "Of course I told him that I would like that very much."
My wife leaned forward. "So anyway, Bob smiled at me and told me that he thought I had big beautiful breasts and that he'd love to be able to see that tape.'
"What did you say when he said that?"
"I thanked him for the compliment and then I told him that I suspected that the security staff at the Calvert has probably made a number of copies. He could most likely buy one on the internet.'
I started laughing, "What did he say to that?"
"He asked me if that bothered me."
"What did you tell him?"
"I said that I was proud of my breasts." She giggled, "And then I asked him if he'd like to see them." Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, I thought that would shock all three of them, but it didn't. Old Bob is very smooth. He just stared at me and told me that he would love that."
I was starting to get very excited. I took a deep breath and asked, "What did you do?"
My wife leered at me. "I looked Bob right in the eyes, lowered the top of my dress and showed him my tits."
I looked up at Roxanne. I could tell that she was also getting excited. I quickly asked her, "What did he do?"
Roxanne laughed. "Bob may be old, but he's a man. He looked at them for a moment and then he told me that I was right they are beautiful. After that, he stood up, walked around so that he was standing directly behind me and asked if I would mind if he touched them."
"What did you say?"
Roxanne grinned at me. "I did a lot more than talk, I reached back, took his left hand, placed it on my left breast and told him that I didn't mind at all."
I gasped. I know I should have had better control, but I was just learning about being a cuckold. This was a new experience for me.
Roxanne noticed my excitement and smiled. "Want to hear what happened next cuckboy?"
I nodded my head and said, "Yes please."
My wife smirked at me. "I don't think a little cuckboy should be wearing clothes when his wife tells him about the fun she had playing with a big man. Strip down to your panties!"
I quickly took my clothes off. When I started folding my trousers Roxanne stopped me. "Cuckboy I don't have all night. You can do that later. Now kneel down at my feet so I can continue telling my story."
I immediately got back on my knees.
Roxanne nodded approvingly. "That's a good little boy." She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Pull your panties down. I want to be able to see your cute little peepee."
I did as I was told. My erect penis sprang to attention as soon as it was exposed.
My wife giggled when she saw it. "Peewee, I love it. When other men play with me, you get just as excited as I do."
I submissively bowed my head. "Yes Mistress Roxanne."
Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, I want you to enjoy my story, so I give you permission to stroke yourself while I'm telling it." She paused for a moment and then she glared at me. "But do not dare to allow your little toy to spit. If you do you will be severely punished."
I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Mistress Roxanne. I understand. I will be very careful." There was something about my wifes expression that told me that I should take her threat very seriously.
Roxanne stared at me. After a moment a very subtle smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. I think she was just beginning to comprehend the full extent of the power she held over me. She brazenly spread her legs and started rubbing her clit. This knowledge was obviously very exciting for her.
After pleasuring herself for a few seconds she closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and sighed. She took another second to pull herself together and then she sat up and said, "Let's get back to my story."
Roxanne looked at me. "Peewee, Bob cupped my right breast with his other hand so that he could play with both of my tits at the same time."
She leaned forward. "Now here's the best part, While he was playing with my titties he said that he heard I got married yesterday."
I closed my eyes. I knew what was coming next. This scene was about to become incredibly humiliating. A little thrill rippled through me as I realized I was in the middle of a masochistic cuckold's wet dream.
Roxanne took a deep breath and slowly smiled. She knew exactly what was she was doing. She got a sadistic thrill out of humiliating me.
"I told him that he'd heard correctly. I said that I married a wonderful man named Willie Oliver. I told him that you were the sweetest person in the whole world.'"
Roxanne looked down at me and grinned. I grinned back.
Roxanne continued. "Bob asked me how I explained the loss of my job to you."
"What did you tell him?"
Roxanne winked at me. "I told him the truth."
"Really?"
She giggled. "Yes, really."
"Exactly what did you say?"
Roxanne thought for a moment. "Well, he asked a lot of questions. He was very curious once he understood that you knew I partied with other guys."
"So, what kinds of things did you tell him?"
Roxanne laughed. "Honey, I told him everything. I told him that I called you Peewee. I told him that you liked being my slave. I told him that it gets you off when I party with other guys." She smiled. "He loved hearing about the night that we spent with Vic. He really laughed when I told him how I made you stand in the hallway and beg to come into the apartment. He was totally amazed when I told him that I spanked you in front of Vic."
I shook my head. "You really told him all of that?"
Roxanne nodded. "Yes I really did." She smiled. "He would like to meet you. He wants to play around with me while your watching. I think he gets off on being dominant."
I took a deep breath. My life was changing very quickly.
"Okay, so you told him all about our relationship. What else happened? I know that wasn't the end of the interview."
Roxanne laughed. "Oh hell no. The interview went on all day." She paused. "Right after we got done talking about you, Bob asked me what I thought my best skills were."
"What did you tell him?"
"I had to think for a minute." Roxanne smiled. "You know me Peewee. I'm not very good at telling people about my strengths."
I nodded. "I know, but I'm working on that."
Roxanne reached down and patted my head. "I know you are. It's one of the eight million reasons that I'm madly in love with you."
I laughed. "Only eight million? I thought there would be more."
Roxanne cuffed me on the back of my head.
"Ow! That hurt."
"Damn right it did wimpboy. That will teach you to tease your mistress."
I winked at Roxanne. "What will happen if I tease her again?"