My name is Paul and I am a Bull who takes care of couples that have chosen the cuckold lifesyle. I wanted you to see this lifestyle from my point of view. You know, all men are not really into having their wives fuck other men. Even though the guys sometimes go out catting around behind her back. So to put it bluntly, I am giving a service that some women don't usually get.
I was traveling around the beautiful southern part of our country recently. I stopped at a quaint little cafe' in the small town of Haynes, Arkansas. I sat down at a table covered with the familiar red-checkered tablecloth.
My waitress introduced herself with a brilliant smile on her face, "Well good afternoon, sir; my name is Kat; what can I get ya?"
She is a beautiful raven-haired woman with a body that won't stop. Her thirty-six inch breasts seemed to always in the stiff nipple stage and, when she's away from home, she's always smiling.
Her husband, Brad is the owner of a construction company and has been having an affair with his secretary for the past seven years.
Kat and Brad had to marry ten years ago because he got her pregnant and they didn't want to embarrass either family. Their son is a real charming kid. At least that's what she tells me.
But Brad is a real prick and his dick is nothing; I mean really nothing. I believe she told me it was something like six inches hard. Made me laugh. But let me tell you how I ended up getting all this useless information.
Kat smiled sweetly when she approached my table, but I could see the sadness in her eyes. Her smile was forced and the bruise on her right arm meant that she had been hit.
"Good evening, sir; what could I bring you?"
I answered her question with an invitation to join me for dinner. "And if they won't pay your wage while you sit with me, I'll pay it, okay?"
"Well, yes sir, that would be very nice of you; but I don't think I'll get into much trouble for sitting with a customer. After all, I'm not doin' nothin' wrong. And the cafe' is kinda slow tonight," she smiled as she slipped her lithe body into the chair across from me.
I could tell she was a little nervous. I smiled and said, "I don't want to make you nervous, so if you would rather not sit with me, I understand."
"No sir, I am glad to sit and talk with you while you eat. Where are you from?" she asked.
"I'm from Michigan, a town called Rainbow Bend. It's a beautiful little place," I smiled at her and her eyes grew big and a larger smile crossed her lips.
She decided to tell me her story after I had told her of my life and my travels. She seemed to be very happy sitting there talking to me.
Kat asked if I was married and not being a man of many secrets, I told her the truth. No, sweetheart, I'm not married. But I do like to make women happy. Especially women with bastard husbands."
That's when she told me about her husband, Brad.
In return, I told her how I went around pleasing women who wanted to be superior to men who miss treated them or that didn't have the tools to please the woman.
This interested her and she wanted to know more. She told me about Brad and how he was bored with her and he cheated on her.
I told her that I'd be glad to help her out.
"Oh, would you? But I c'aint bring you home with me and tell him that I'm gonna do you tonight instead of him. He'd beat me up!"
So we devised a solution that we believed would work. She told me that he usually got home around seven o'clock and after dinner sat in his easy chair and watched TV until he fell asleep.
"I usually clean up the mess and go to be and read. He seldom crawls into bed before midnight."
"I know!" she suddenly brightened up and said, "You could wait until he comes to be and break into the house. There's a broken pain in the back door and you could slip your hand in, open the door and then tie him up and make him watch as you take me and make me scream with pleasure. What do you think?" she smiled.
"Well, as long as he doesn't have a gun, I can go for that. But I don't have any rope to tie him up."
"He always throws his ties on the side of the sofa when he comes home. I'll bet there's two or three lay on there right now."
"Once you tie him up, you can drag me out of bed and throw me on the sofa like I'm fightin' with ya and rip my gown off me and fuck me right there in front of him." Her smile broadened and her nipples poked at her blouse.
"What about your son, do you think it will wake him? I don't want to upset any kids."
"No, he's at his granny's this week. She needed some work done and Brad offered her him instead of doing it himself.
She walked me out to my Harley and kissed me on the mouth. When she pulled away, she licked he lips. "That's the best kiss I've had in years"
She gave me directions to her home.
I went and checked in at a Motel about fifteen miles from Haynes and watched the Playboy channel and masturbated until ten o'clock. Then I showered, dressed and headed for Kat's place.
I was really horny and read to fill her tight little pussy with the best dick she had ever had and forcing Brad into watching her beautiful face in rapture, listening to the screams of pleasure that he had never given her.
