When Ned Snow Jr. married his wife Julie everyone agreed they were a match made in heaven. Ned was the son of a self-made millionaire who had been killed, along with his wife, Ned's mother, in a light plane crash, when Ned was seventeen.
Ned Jr. inherited his father's vast business empire and was happy to let the Board of Directors look after the running of it until he was ready to take over.
Julie was the Homecoming Queen at High School and the one voted most likely to succeed. She was a raven-haired beauty who stood 5'7" and had a beautiful, slim figure. She had C cup breasts, which looked perfect on her tight body.
She and Ned met at College. He was majoring in Business and she in Psychology. By the time they graduated all of their friends expected the announcement sooner rather than later.
Julie had no idea of the vastness of Ned's wealth. She knew that his father had left the business to him but thought it was a small concern, rather than a multi-national conglomerate. When he asked her to marry him she accepted with glee.
Ned had everything he wanted in life and never had to work for it. He was a friendly person and made friends easily. Everyone who met him liked him and felt sorry for him. They were happy for him when he met Julie because they thought she would make him happy. He never made decisions for himself and was happy to be guided by Julie.
But under the façade all was not perfect. Julie was the dominant partner in the marriage. She made all the decisions from financial to food, and especially about sex. She was highly sexed and while Ned enjoyed all of their sexual encounters she often wore him out.
Their sex life was spectacular. For the first four years of their marriage it was almost every night. Ned was in heaven but Julie had plans of her own. She liked sex with her husband but looked for something extra.
She had friends who had affairs but a simple affair did not interest her. She liked to dominate her husband and looked for something where she could do exactly that. One friend in particular talked to her about cuckolding and humiliation. She was very excited by this and decided that it was just what she was looking for.
The thought of having a lover made her wet between her legs. It wasn't as if their sex life was poor but Julie wanted Ned to feel that she could have anyone she wanted whenever she wanted. She also wanted to be in charge of his cock and decide when and how he could use it. The idea of humiliating him was also one that made her wet. She wasn't sure how that was going to manifest itself but she wanted it to happen, soon.
One night as Julie was playing with Ned's cock she began to introduce the idea that she had the power in their relationship.
"Do you want to cum, Neddy?"
"Oh, yes."
"How much do you want to cum, Neddy?"
"A lot, Jules, a whole lot."
Suddenly she stopped. "Well, maybe later. I'm a bit tired. Goodnight."
"But, what about me," he whined?
"Ned, it's not always about you. Sometimes it's about me. Don't you respect my feelings at all?"
"Of course I do, Julie, I'm sorry."
She kissed him and rolled over and went to sleep. Ned, on the other hand, couldn't sleep. He waited for Julie to fall asleep and got up. He went into their bathroom and masturbated furiously.
Julie woke when he got out of bed but didn't let him know that she was awake. She knew exactly what he was doing and knew that she could use it against him.
Nothing was said the next morning about it. That night, Julie decided that he could get her off. She made no move at all towards him so Ned ran his hands along her stomach, eventually reaching her cunt. He stroked her and pushed his index finger inside her.
"Oh, Ned, that feels great," she moaned.
He knew where her G-spot was and quickly found it. He furiously rubbed it while using his other hand on her clit. It wasn't long before she was squirming in ecstasy. Then she began moaning and humping his hands. She panted in time with his strokes and suddenly, she came, squirting on both of his hands.
Ned kissed her numerous times on and around her mouth. She kissed him back.
"Now, how about me," he asked?
"Well, Ned, after what you did last night when we turned the light out, do you even need me?"
"What are you talking about, Julie?"
"You know what I'm talking about. One time I decide that I'm tired and don't want to play and you go off to the bathroom and play with yourself."
"But, you got me really horny and..."
"So it's my fault you can't control yourself? My fault that you'd prefer to masturbate than make love to me? Be careful how you answer, Ned, I'm not going to put up with any of your crap."
Ned was silent. He was smart enough to realise that whatever he said, Julie would twist it in her favour.
"You get horny and don't want or need me, Ned, so I might just do the same. Next time I'm horny I won't turn to you."
Ned couldn't believe what she was saying. "What do you mean?"
"Well, just that if you don't need me then I might not need you either. It works both ways, Ned, but I prefer not to masturbate so I'll have to find something, or someone, else."
"What," Ned exploded?
"Oh, come on, Ned. You and I both know that you are pushing me into something a bit more than what we have, don't we. Don't deny it. I know you'd love to watch me with someone else."
Ned was dumbfounded. Where had that come from?
"So, because I love you so much, Ned, I've decided that you'll get your wish, eventually. But before you can watch you'll need to prove to me that you can let me go out on my own to do whatever I want."
"No, Julie, you've got it all wrong. I don't want to see you with anyone else. I'd hate to think of you doing that."
"Yes, Ned, I'm sure you think that but the fact that your cock is hard right now proves to me that you'd actually love it."
"No, Julie, please, I don't want this at all."
"Goodnight Ned."
With that, Julie rolled over and went to sleep. Ned didn't. He lay awake all night. He worried about what was happening. Julie seemed to have some sort of agenda but he didn't know what it was.
The next morning, as he was going off to work, Julie said, "Ned, I'll be late home tonight. You'll have to organise your own dinner, okay?"
"Sure, Julie. That's fine."
Ned didn't even think about last night's conversation. He just assumed she had a meeting of some sort. He worked with the senior management of his father's company so that he could get to know the business. He knew he was years away from taking over but he enjoyed learning the intricacies of the business. He was learning a lot. He didn't even think of Julie once during the day, he was so involved in what he was doing.
By the time he got home he remembered that Julie was out. He scrounged up something to eat and sat back to enjoy some mindless entertainment on the television, something he rarely did.
At about midnight Julie arrived home. She found Ned asleep on the couch. She woke him with a kiss and said to him that she had a present for him in the bedroom. She led the way, encouraging him to take his clothes off on the way.
In the bedroom she had Ned lay on his back on the bed. She lifted her skirt and took off her knickers. She squatted over his face and said, "Eat me, Ned, now, please."
Ned needed no further incentive. He stuck his tongue in and licked from clit to ass. He fucked her with his tongue, pushing it deeply into her pussy. He sucked on her clit. He made love to her pussy and she loved it. Before too long she was squirming and then she came. She released a huge amount of juice and Ned lapped it all up. He loved it.
Julie reached behind her for his cock. "Oh, Neddy, you're as hard as a rock."
She got off and knelt in between his legs. She kissed his cock and said, "Hey, Neddy. Guess what?"
"What, Julie?"
"Well, you know what we talked about last night?"
"Yes."
"Well, I was horny today and I found an outlet for my horniness."
"What are you saying Julie?"
She kissed his cockhead again, and then licked it too.
"I'm saying I found someone to help me. His name is Daryl. He was happy to help me. I told him that I was married and that you would love it if I came home full of his cum. So he fucked me, three times, and sent me home."
Ned was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. But Julie had started to suck his cock so he was distracted. Before long he came in buckets and she drank it all down.
"Well, Neddy, you certainly seemed to enjoy your first cream pie."
"Julie, I enjoyed you sucking my dick, not the cream pie."
In fact he was beginning to feel ill.
"Whatever you say, Ned. But you and I both know the truth. You loved it and I'm going to do it again."
Ned had heard enough. He flew out of bed and into the bathroom. He brought up his dinner and whatever he drank from Julie's pussy. Interestingly he ran to the guest bathroom rather than the en suite so Julie was none the wiser. By the time he was back in bed she was asleep.
The following morning Julie told him she would be late again.
"Please don't do that again, Julie. It makes me ill just thinking about it."
"But Ned, we both know how much you enjoyed it when I got home. It's okay, Ned, lots of men love to eat cream pies. Don't be embarrassed."
He went to work again but this time he was a wreck thinking about what Julie might be doing.
