Bill got out of the shower and dried himself off. He looked into the mirror at his fit trim body before walking into the next room.
There sat his stunning wife Lexi in front of her make-up mirror. She brushing her luxurious blond tresses. She wore her usual terrycloth robe loosely tied and open enough to show off her magnificent cleavage. They both looked in the mirror as he walked by and their eyes met.
"Sweetie I need you to clean out the garage this morning so that I can put away my Jaguar before the inclement weather comes."
They both knew damn well that the cold weather was not imminent, but he dared not talk back to her on a domestic matter. It was only where work or outside relationships played a role that he was permitted to dissent. He stopped and faced towards the mirror.
"But I have a golf game with Tom and the two new Executive Vice Presidents in from head office Lexi."
"I'll fill in for you. I am quite sure that Tom won't mind." She said bluntly with an impassive expression. She looked at his face in the mirror then glanced down at his crotch. A bolt of lightning shot down his spine and Bill's cock instantly strained against his cock cage.
It was like this every time she took a new lover. The first knowledge of it brought back the accumulated knowledge of all her past lovers and pushed his limits a bit further. The way she let him know was different every time. It could be before, after or even during. Sometimes it was hinted at and revealed slowly. Like this moment. He wasn't sure but he had a feeling that seemed to be confirmed by her mischievous smile and the surge of blood to his dick. She knew just how to tease maximum stimulation from her cuckold.
It had been 5 years almost exactly. Before that they had indulged in swinging, couple swap and an increasing array of sexual adventures, but it was discrete and constrained while the girls were still at home. After their second daughter moved out he raised the idea of her becoming a hot wife. She agreed provided that they adopt a fully wife led marriage. Or at least that is the way he remembered it now. Maybe it had all been her idea. He just knew that he had ceded all authority in the relationship and never looked back.
Instantly the images of his wife and Tom raced through his mind. Her constant friendliness. The way she was flirty with Tom when his was wife was not present. The times he had seen them walk around a corner at the company picnic or come out of a private room at the Christmas party laughing conspiratorially, her touching his arm or leaning into him. Those seemed like clear signs but with Lexi it was tough to tell. Those things were intentional and they meant something but she was such a flirt and she loved to tease him so Bill never quite knew for sure. It was always that way when she pushed his boundaries.
They were a very experienced hot wife/cuckold couple. She had started out modestly and pushed his limits with each new lover. But fucking his boss still seemed a step beyond. He knew it might happen one day. He wasn't sure he was ready, but he knew that didn't matter. She would lead and he would follow. That was the key to his submission. For five years she had led him and he had not failed (at least in any material way) to obey. He didn't want to break the continuity for fear that he would break the spell she had over him. She knew it too. The way she navigated along the edge of what he could endure is what made it so exciting for both of them.
"Bill, do as you are told. Go call Tom and tell him you can't make it and I will sub in for the foursome. I really am sure he won't mind." Her words hit him like another lightning bolt. She was sure. Did that mean this had already been planned and he was the last to know? And foursome? Two of the other senior executives were about to see Lexi with his boss who was their peer. How far would she go? How much would they know come Monday morning? He felt that familiar feeling as if the cuckold angst and humiliation might get the better of him. As always it yielded to his excitement and titillation.
"Yes ma'am." He said as he started to head towards his own closet.
"Sweetie, what are you doing?"
"Um, getting dressed."
"Bill you will be in the garage doing chores. You know the rules. Naked and caged. Now go make the call and make my breakfast. I don't want to keep Tom waiting."
Lexi turned back to her mirror and Bill knew he had been dismissed. As he walked away she indulged a slight smile, fully aware of the fire she had just lit inside her cuckold husband.
Fifteen minutes later Lexi came bouncing down the stairs into the kitchen wearing a too short white pleated skirt with only a skimpy thong underneath and her favourite white golf shirt unbuttoned with no bra. She had always been a bombshell and the years had been kind to her magnificent body. Her glorious 36D tits were still nearly perfect. At 43 years old they hung perfectly with a slight separation as if she were still 29. Her dark areolas were barely hidden and as Bill knew from experience would be visible in bright light or if her top got wet. She was also showing just a hint of nipple pokies - Lexi was obviously looking forward to her round of golf.
For a mature man Lexi was the perfect woman, better even than some young trophy girlfriend. She was a MILFy mix of beauty, sexuality and mature experience.
She took her breakfast bagel and told him to put her coffee into a carafe so that she wouldn't be late. "Is it ok with Tom if I sub in?"
"Yes." Answered Bill timidly.
"Told you." Said Lexi with that mischievous smile. "While you are cleaning the garage make a pile of stuff for us to take to the cottage tomorrow. See if Holly wants us to drop her bike off with her at college. Oh, and call Darren to see if he will be home tomorrow. If so ask him to drop by while you unload the stuff at the cottage. By sweetie." She said as she gave his cock cage a slight squeeze and a peck on the lips then scampered off without waiting for a reply.
Bill stood frozen in place as another shiver ran down his spine. Darren was their neighbour at the cottage. He was #14. The fourteenth lover that Lexi had taken since becoming a hot wife. He was a rugged divorcee who lived in the country year round.
In all it had been 29 lovers over five years. Tom would be #30, a milestone of sorts. Six per year. One every two months. Some were brief affairs. Others like Darren were regulars. The interval between taking each was pretty consistent too - the last had been about two months prior so taking Tom as her lover was just about right on time. The certainty of it set in.
Lexi didn't cruise singles clubs or online dating. For most women to find a new lover every two months at this stage in life would seem like a lot. But for Lexi it was effortless and seemingly more so with each passing month. In fact, there were three other guys on deck as near as Bill could tell. He already knew - on some level - that one of them or Bill would be next. Some or all of them would eventually be fucking his wife. It was just a matter of when.
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Lexi and Bill were quite affluent. He was district manager for a major multi-national. He made a very good salary and had a good benefit and bonus package with perks. He had also inherited a tidy sum from his family. Tom was the company's regional director who happened to be located in the same building as Bill's team.
Lexi made a lot more money. She had her own design firm and was arguably the most well-known and premium priced designer in the city. Three other ladies worked with her but she called all the shots and set her own schedule. She was white, blond, buxom and statuesque at 5'9". Lexi knew all the right people and belonged to all the right clubs. She had a warm personality and commanding presence. The type of woman who knew she was in charge.
They lived in a sprawling bungalow with a large yard and a luxurious pool, hot tub and sauna.
The fact that Lexi took lovers was an open secret. She and Bill had dabbled in enough alternative lifestyles that it hardly seemed unusual.
As a couple everyone saw them as Lexi and Bill, her name first. He was a handsome and successful man, certainly not the image of a cuckold. But next to Lexi it was clear where he stood and not many men would not want to be in his place.
Lexi exuded sophistication and sexuality but she was so warm and personable that it wasn't intimidating. People tended to just automatically treasure their time with her without expecting anything more. To her lovers it was a perfectly reasonable trade-off to drop everything to be with her on her terms. When she moved on they were happy for the experience. They all somehow understood that fucking Lexi was like riding a unicorn. She can't be tamed and won't be constrained so just enjoy the ride. And they saw Bill as the one lucky bastard that got to be with her most of the time - whatever compromises he made, even the ones they might not have been able to handle were worth it.
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The golf game was much like one might expect with Lexi dressed in a revealing and overtly sexy outfit playing with Bill's three colleagues. She turned every head. Men looked on lustfully and women looked on with envy and judgment. Lexi's foursome partners fawned over her and barely kept from drooling.
She flirted with all of them. It was a bit more with Tom but not enough to really notice the difference. That is how Lexi uses her feminine wiles to obscure her activities. If she just flirted with Tom they would conclude she was fucking him. But by flirting with everyone she confused them. Maybe it was just her personality. It was all the subtle things. Touching a man's arm or shoulder, asking for advice on her swing, brushing past closer than she needed to be. Lexi knew how to fill a man's senses. Her smell, her softness, her sumptuous curves her pretty smile, her lyrical friendly voice. They all just made men want to be in her presence.
When they were done the round they all paused to get a drink in the private club. It took an hour before the other two men left and Lexi put her hand on Tom's thigh to signal that he should stay back. They finished one more drink then walked together to the parking lot. Her car was parked next to his SUV. That was no accident.
"Tom do you have a moment to talk?"
"Yes of course. What is it?"
"Let's sit in your truck."
They got into the truck.
