This is a cuckolding story. I wrote it a year or two ago with the help of another Lit contributor. I want to thank her for her help.
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I am Nigel and have been married to Susan for 5 years. She is a beautiful 26 year old and I am ten years older. I sometimes think that Susan would like me to have a stronger personality but we get on well, hardly ever having a cross word. Susan enjoys a night out with a couple of her friends every three weeks. I am not the jealous type and am happy to think she is out enjoying herself. But I received some photos of her by email. They showed her on one of her nights out and caused me to wonder if she was having an affair. They were sent to me by her so-called friend Penny. The same man was in all three of them. One of them showed Susan sitting with him on Penny's sofa. He had his arm around her and Susan was snuggled up against him, her head on his shoulder, her knees bent up against his body holding the heel of her shoe. She was wearing her tight, white, thin cotton dress which is a bit see-through and her shiny tights. She looked very happy and very sexy.
I have been having fantasies for some time now about Susan fucking another man. I recently asked her if she would have sex with my boss to get me promoted but she refused and wouldn't speak to me for three days. But the outfits she is wearing on her nights out seem to be calculated to attract other men. They give out the message that she is available for sex. I was hoping to get up the courage to tell her that I know what she is up to and want her to continue. She is a beautiful woman and deserves to enjoy herself. As her husband it is my job to make sure she has what she wants. My needs are secondary. I am not a good enough lover to satisfy her on my own.
Not wanting to tackle Susan direct and see her get mad at me again I decided to email Penny. This is what I said;
Hi Penny,
Your email address is a bit obscure but I know it was you who sent me those photos of Susan. I don't want Susan to know that I've written to you. Are you trying to tell me that she is having an affair with the man in the red T shirt?
The truth is, Penny, I am completely devoted to Susan and even if she is cheating on me I would not want to stop her. You may find this a bit strange. It embarrasses me to admit it so I am only telling you this to reassure you that if she was up to stuff behind my back I would do nothing to upset her or hurt her. I have seen her flirting with guys and love to watch her enjoying herself.
Perhaps you may feel able to give me more information please.
Bryan
This is Penny's reply;
Hi Bryan,
I may have been a bit cheeky sending you those photos but I couldn't resist it. Susan has told me a lot about you and your reaction is no great surprise. She flirts with guys a lot when we're out, but then we all do. The guy in the red Tshirt is her ex boyfriend Darren. She still likes him and he likes her. She has seen him a couple of times behind your back, but nothing went on, she says she just met him for a few drinks, and I don't think she would lie to me. I think she still feels attracted to him so who knows what might happen in the future.
You know, I'm quite amused by what you hint at. I suspect you'd like to see her with another guy and perhaps she would if you said it was okay. She was a bit wild when she was at school. She thought nothing of cheating on her boyfriends in those days.
She did tell me a while ago that you mentioned her having sex with your boss to get promotion, she was horrified. But she's had time to think about it and I wonder if, deep down, she's turned on by the idea. I asked her about it again a few weeks ago, and she thought maybe she could help you, but she is still reluctant.
I'll tell you now I did push Susan to stay the night with Darren when we came back from that club. It was obvious she wanted to, but she refused. Maybe you are shocked, but hey, I think it's what you want too. I'm going to chat to Susan, but I won't tell her we've been in touch. I'm going to push her and convince her to have sex with your boss. I know I can do this, and I suspect you'll enjoy it not just for the promotion.
Penny.
Her reply excited me and I was not entirely convinced by Penny's comments about the exboyfriend. If she's not already fucking him maybe it's only a matter of time. I'm sure Penny will be happy to give me all the details now she knows how much I would enjoy hearing about them.
A few days later Penny's efforts seem to have paid off. Here is my diary entry;
I can hardly believe it. Susan has agreed to meet up with my boss in a hotel room. Since I got the letter from Penny I have been confused. Is she is still keeping her body for my sole enjoyment when I would love her to be a bit more adventurous? It is my most frequent fantasy. I use it to help my arousal when we are in bed together. I know she is a young attractive woman who enjoys having orgasms. It seems sensible to think that my lovemaking is not enough for her.
Well, a few days ago Susan turned off the TV and told me she had been thinking about my request that she fuck Rodger Blackburn, my boss, to help me get on in the firm. It seems she had confided in her friend Penny.
"Penny was all for it darling. She knows our credit cards are maxed out and we badly need to change the car. There's that management vacancy isn't there and I know you're hoping to get it. I can't bear the thought of him touching me but if you get a better wage we can afford that holiday we've always wanted and clear our debts. Do you think you can set it up dear? But I'm not going to drop my knickers for him unless it's absolutely clear that he can make sure the job's yours. You are still keen for this to happen aren't you?"
This was so out of the blue that I couldn't take it in at first. But my body was ahead of my mind and I could feel the heat going to my loins. I was grateful for Penny's intervention and glad that I had written to her.
"So Penny thought it was a good idea did she?" I said, playing for time. Then Susan noticed how I was blushing and had a bulge in my jeans.
"For heaven's sake Bryan, calm down. You are weird. Penny hinted that you might get turned on when I told you. I'm not going to enjoy it you know. Answer me. Can you have a word with Rodger?"
"ShShSure. I'll do it." I managed to stammer out, my mind still in a whirl.
Susan was very businesslike about her plan but when I turned to her later that night in bed she allowed me to kiss her and pushed my head down under the duvet. I was happy to bring her to orgasm with my tongue as I wondered what she was thinking. She would usually let me enter her at this point but she turned over, sighing contentedly and quickly fell asleep. It felt strange but I liked the fact that she was just thinking of her own satisfaction. I was restless, my mind full of what was to come and desperate for sexual relief. Once I was sure she was sleeping deeply I masturbated as I lay beside her, bringing myself to my own orgasm.
I needed a few pulls from a vodka bottle to get up the nerve but having broached the subject with Rodger, on his own, it was plain sailing. Susan is a lovely woman and I knew he had been lusting after her ever since they met. Penny was taking a keen interest and offering advice to Susan. She suggested a suitable hotel. Rodger was impatient and had become insufferable at work.
I dropped her off at the hotel and watched my wife marching boldly into reception. She had not bothered to change from her usual daytime garb. It came to me that our relationship was changing. This was a new, more confident Susan and I liked it. I adjusted my cock and balls inside my jeans to allow space for my growing erection.
Once back at home I couldn't settle. My head was filled with what they were doing and in the end I went upstairs to jerk myself off. I wanted to make it last as long as possible but it was difficult. Looking across the road I noticed our neighbour in her bedroom. She can be a bit of an exhibitionist so I quickly reached for the binoculars I use for bird watching. Sure enough she was undressing and had left her curtains partially open. She was standing in front of a full length mirror turning this way and that wearing just a bra and panties. I moved closer to the window to get a better view.
I heard my garden gate close and saw Penny walking up our garden path. I pulled up my jeans and went back downstairs. I was flustered wondering how much she had seen.
As soon as I let her in she looked at me sternly and said;
"Nigel, I see you're a Peeping Tom. Looking at women in their bra and knickers without their permission is illegal isn't it? You dirty old man. You'd pulled your jeans down hadn't you, you pathetic little wanker?"
She was right so I nodded, dumbly, going bright red in the face.
Her angry mood seemed to change when she noticed my discomfort. She smiled and touched me on the shoulder like you would reassure a child.
"It's OK Nigel dear, your secret's safe with me. Sit yourself down over here next to me on the sofa. I've come round to have a little chat. It's today isn't it? Susan is off doing the dirty deed isn't she? I expect she'll be stripped off, kneeling at his feet sucking on his cock at this very minute."
She squirmed a little on her seat and I could see she was getting off on this thought.
Again I nodded, my penis rising in my pants. "I'm glad you came over. It gives me the chance to thank you. You got Susan to do this didn't you?"
"Well I saw from your letter that you are one of those men who has fantasies about being humiliated by their wives. You know that things are going to change after this, don't you?"
I nodded. "After looking at those pictures I was sure Susan was already up to stuff. Are you sure she's not fucking that exboyfriend of hers? She dresses like a slut when she goes on your nights out. You have to admit that."
"That's true dear. I bet it's been driving you crazy not knowing. I think she likes to tease. When they both came back to our house last time I offered them the spare room. You could see they were mad for each other. But Susan said "No". As I say, maybe things are about to change. The genie is out of the bottle now. I know, why don't you kneel down in front of me and take that erection out of your jeans while I tell you some secret things about your sexy wife. I'd love to watch you wank for me. Don't forget about what I just saw. I said I wouldn't tell on you but I lied. You're okay just as long as you and I get along."
She reached over and unzipped me then pointed to the floor.
I knelt down quickly and pulled my pecker out.
"That's nice dear. Now pull on it whilst I talk. What would you say if I told you that Susan has recently bought one of those rabbit vibrators. That she's told me she has a high sex drive and has been masturbating almost every day with it. What would you say if she confided in me that she needed to find porn sites on the internet and after I gave her a few she's become addicted to them; especially the ones showing pictures of big black naked men with huge cocks. That she's discovered a desire to be submissive to a dominant man and wants to become his bitch slut."
My hand had become a blur throughout this and I spurted come all down Penny's shiny tights as she finished speaking.
"Dirty boy! I want you to lick all that semen off me. Get your head down, start with my feet, there's a good little boy. You didn't believe all that did you? I'm not saying I made it up and I'm not saying it's true, maybe some of it is. If it isn't today, fast forward a few months and it could be."
I took great pleasure in doing what was asked of me. I could see Penny's panties as I licked. It was such a subservient position. I tried to continue beyond her knees but she slapped me across the face, telling me to get off her. I could tell she was aroused but it was the situation that aroused her and not me personally.
She gave me a quick hug and then left me to think about Susan and what she was doing. One thing is for certain. Things are now out of my control. When Susan and the scheming Penny get their heads together goodness knows what will happen.
Susan's description of her night with Rodger;
"Where's your husband?"
"He's gone home; I said I'd phone him when this is...over."
"It's taken you a little time to agree to this Susan."
"Well, it's not every day a husband asks his wife to...go with another man. Now can we get on with it, the sooner this is over the better."
"We've got plenty of time. Here vodka and coke I believe, isn't it?"
"I don't want to be here, can we just get on with it, please?"
"No, I want a chat first, now drink it."
I take the glass and throw the vodka down my neck. I cough a little as he sits watching me, he smiles, and then takes the glass and refills it. I take another slower, smaller, sip this time. Why I ever agreed to this I don't know. It goes against everything I thought marriage was supposed to be about.
