This story would make more sense if you read the chapters in order. It is a cuckold tale and should not be confused with my other BTB and romance style stories.
Tags: Cuckold. Strippers. Voyeur. Group Sex. Drugs. Bikers.
I was driving home on a Friday afternoon from a neighbours house. I'd helped the guy replace the main drive bearing on the rotor of his harvester. Afterwards we'd had some beers on the verandah of his house. I would have liked to have stayed longer. When his wife came outside and started picking up the empty bottles I realised I'd outstayed my welcome.
Now as I turned for home I found myself contemplating what I would find when I got there. It was two weeks since Claire was fucked in the diner. Two weeks since I'd invited the Jim to the house. After the biker and his bodyguard had left we'd had a heated discussion. I'd made it clear it was up to her to end it then I'd gone to bed.
The next morning when I was brushing my teeth I noticed a contraceptive pill box at the back of the bathroom drawer. There was still enough pills for two months inside. They were left over from when we'd decided to start a family. I'd taken it with me to the kitchen where Claire was having her morning coffee. As an act of provocation I'd dropped it on the kitchen table next to her mug.
"If you don't break it off then you'd better start taking these again."
Claire hadn't commented. Just kept staring straight ahead. That evening the box was on the vanity in the bathroom. I'd opened it up to see the blister packs were still intact.
For a couple of nights I had continued sleeping in the spare room. On Wednesday, in the early morning Claire had come in. I woke up with her hand on my cock. When I opened my mouth to protest she'd smothered my lips with hers. We'd fucked. An angry, slap, pinch and pull hair type fuck. Both fought to be on top. In the end I had won driving myself to orgasm above her prone body as I pushed her head into the mattress.
There was an undeclared cessation of hostilities. I moved back into the marital bed. We had both still been prickly as we'd worked to set the guidelines for the new dynamic in our marriage. Claire's period arrived which reduced a lot of the tensions. The night after it finished we made love like we used to. Slowly arousing each other with touches of our hands and lips, until we joined as one. Striving to satisfy each other rather than ourselves.
After, we lay in each other's arms not speaking. I lightly scratched Claire's back the way I knew she liked. When her breathing got deeper and she drifted off to sleep I'd gently disengaged and went to the toilet. As I'd stood pissing I noticed the contraceptive box still on the vanity. After washing my hands I opened it and pulled out the blister packs. Today's pill was missing. The decision had been made. I hoped Claire would get it out of her system or come to her senses. So the next morning we'd finished the talk. The facts were laid out, Claire wasn't backtracking. In her eyes I'd had bought this onto himself when I invited Jim to the house.
"You wanted it to happen. You stood at the door jerking off, just like you did at the motel room."
"That was XX."
"You wanted that as well."
"I haven't been secretly texting her for months."
There was silence as we both plotted our next statements till Claire spoke.
"What do you want from me Nathan?" I didn't respond straight away so she continued. "We played your game. We went on drives. You couldn't even wait till we got home to fuck me after each one. Even the last time, after the diner. You fucked me on the side of the highway while the traffic was driving past."
"It wasn't traffic... just one truck."
"You like putting me on display, don't you?"
"It wasn't just me though was it."
"It was the first time I went in to pay for the fuel. It was when we went into eat at the diner and the trucker..."
"I didn't push you onto the trucker."
Claire shrugged her shoulders. "Get me my phone and I'll call him, tell him it's over."
"Is that what you want?"
"It's what I think you want. Although I can't be sure because you invited him to our house. Why did you do that? I still can't fathom that. All that for a few messages? Did they get you off as well?"
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After flicking on the blinker I turned into our front gate. I continued up the driveway going past the shed. The trusses were up on the posts I'd put in along with a lot of the purlins. Earlier today two new posts had been cemented along with a 125mm reinforced concrete floor in all three bays. Claire hadn't called it off. Our relationship was strained everywhere except in the bedroom. We fucked like rabbits. It seemed to be the only place we were on the same page.
I expected to see two bikes parked out the front of the house. When I got home the previous night I'd found Claire in our bedroom. She had all her "hole" clothes laid out on the bed. I'd watched as she tried different combinations on in front of the mirror. Despite what it meant I got aroused. Claire noticed so ten minutes later we were naked on the floor recovering.
"When's he coming?" I asked.
"Tomorrow night."
"How long?"
"Friday night and Saturday."
It appeared he hadn't arrived yet, unless he'd been dropped off. Gingerly I made my way inside. Claire was sitting at the table. She looked up expectantly as the door opened then dropped her head.
"Lover boy late?"
Claire flipped up her middle finger. "He didn't say a time."
She was dressed in the leather skirt with the boob tube top. There was a rum and coke can in front of her and a dented empty on the kitchen bench. I walked past her and went to the shower. I took my time. As I shut the water off I listened hard for the sound of my wife and her lover coupling. There was only the hum of the exhaust fan. Dressed in some track pants and a football jumper I returned to the living area. Claire had a fresh can in front of her.
"Your dinner is in the oven," she said without looking up.
I retrieved it and sat at the other end of the table. I'd just had the first mouthful when we both heard it. Not the roar of a motorbike, just a normal vehicle pulled up outside. One door opened and shut then another. I stayed where I was. I wasn't going to open the door this time. Jim didn't bother knocking anyway. He strolled in swinging an overnight bag like a kid coming home from school. He flung the bag onto the lounge and turned towards where Claire and I were sitting with a shiteating grin on his face. I looked away towards Claire. She took a nervous swallow from her drink then stood up.
"Fuck you're gorgeous." Jim said as he rubbed the front of his pants in a suggestive manner. "Get over here."
Claire went towards him. I noticed how timid she seemed. It was a lot different from the brash confidence she had displayed since his last visit. When she got close enough the biker seized her. He kissed her, it was hard and hungry. At first Claire's body was stiff and the embrace looked awkward. Then her hands moved to his chest. From there they slid up around his neck as her body melted against his. He started fondling her breast, lifting the material so they were exposed. He broke their kiss and asked her a question in a loud voice.
"Did you do it?"
Claire tried to pull his head down so there lips could meet again but Jim resisted and asked again.
"Did you do it?"
