Cory, my wife's new lover lay naked, sleeping on the bed which until a few months ago she and I occupied. Kneeling at the foot of the bed in a nude camisole, I continued to massage his feet until he drifted off to sleep a few minutes ago and kicked me away. Now, I kneel and wait. Celia, my wife was out shopping and having lunch with her friends.
Our cuckolding journey started shortly after we were married five years ago. From the onset, it was clear I could not satisfy Celia. She was ten years younger than me, a BBW with long auburn hair, wide hips, thick thighs, big breasts and a huge ass. Always adorned with too much makeup and perfume and tops which were too tight and skirts which were too shirt, Celia loved showing off her body to other men. I enjoyed the flirtatious nature of our relationship.
One night shortly after our marriage she confessed to me in bed that I didn't satisfy her sexually. I was devastated and cried. She held me in her arms and said she had been doing some research online and thought she had found a solution if I was game. A female-led relationship wherein the female is the sole focus of the relationship. It's about her wants and needs and the husband is there to make sure she is happy and satisfied. It is in fact a total reverse of the old 50's role housewives used to play which was the man was the center of the marriage. Women back then couldn't even have a bank account without their husband's permission! Celia showed me several articles she had read online and gave me the task of reading several more. She gave me one week to make up my mind but told me, should I decide not to go along and live in a female-led relationship, it would be divorce. Much of the material I was assigned to read seemed okay, but some of it was pretty far out there for a man to accept. Such as the wife could take lovers if she wished, and the husband could not. He simply had to accept, encourage, and help out.
For five years Celia and I led an unconventional relationship to most married couples. I worked two jobs sometimes to make ends meet while Celia stayed home, lounged around on the couch ordering from QVC and eating and flirting with men online. She had a stable of men she's met over the years; men who would take up the position of her lover with me serving them sexually and waiting on them hand and foot. I became accustomed to this lifestyle and little by little Celia conditioned me to become more and more submissive and subservient. As she conditioned me to go down a rung on the ladder she rose higher and each time she rose higher she loved it and reveled in it.
Then Cory came on the scene. The first night she brought him home I meekly introduced myself and served them drinks. He was Asian, in his mid-thirties making him thirty years my junior and fifteen years younger than Celia. In the past, Celia had brought home many black studs, muscular Italian jocks, and just regular guys she would pick up in a bar she frequented. Cory apparently had been filled in about our relationship and my role in it. He had me strip immediately to see my chubby, 5'9" inch 250lb frame, totally shaved body and tiny cock which is only three inches when fully erect and a half and inch when soft. He laughed and made fun of my appearance while kissing Celia deeply on the couch. She took his cock out and I gasped. It was impressive soft and grew to between eight and nine inches in Celia's talented hands and mouth. It's girth was what impressed me. As it grew to its full size, it was huge in length and girth.
As is my role in our female-led relationship, I got Cory hard for Celia and got her wet for him, watched them fuck furiously on the bed I'm now kneeling at the foot of and cleaned up both of them afterwards. There was something quietly different about Cory from her other lovers. Where most of them were vocally dominant and aggressive, he was quieter asserting his Alpha male status in a subtly softer way which was more domineering than their vocal protestations. A soft voiced command was followed by a look, a stare which hit me in the pit of my stomach and evoked almost fear in the look he gave me. Celia too responded to his touch and his cock differently from most men. She seemed to sense there was something different about him. They continued to see each other and before I knew it she was seeing no one else; Cory was her sole lover. One morning after he left the house, and I served her breakfast in bed we talked.
"I feel so relaxed and fulfilled this morning. He is different than any man I've been with, including you honey. I mean no disrespect, it's been so long since you've been inside me I don't even remember what you feel like, but he fills me in a different way. It's hard to explain, but I like it! And when we go out on dates, people look at him with respect and demure to him like the Alpha male he is."
"Yes dear, I'm so glad you're happy with him." I said, knowing there was nothing else I could say.
"I've been thinking. I think we should take our relationship to a new level." She reached out and began tickling my balls which she knew would immediately arouse me and make me putty in her hands.
"Yes dear? Tell me more."
"I've been thinking I'd like to have Cory move in with us." My face went crestfallen. My heart sank. There was a pit in my stomach.
"B-b-but in here? Into our home? I mean where would he...where would I...how would.." She cut me off with the wave of her hand.
