Katie had accepted the fact that her British husband Jim was into some rather kinky things. His fetish for domination and exposure were sometimes exciting but more often humiliating and degrading. She had no idea the worst was yet to come.
Jim had spent the last couple of days cleaning out the back storage room in order to create a makeshift studio. Both he and Katie were determined to pursue their chances at a modeling career however they struggled with the cost of studio time. The room was perfect, they just needed to remove everything first. Jim's idea of a yard sale wasn't half bad. Get rid of all the old stuff and make a few pounds at the same time.
The weekend was approaching and Jim had spent most of his time sorting and pricing the items over the last few days. They were all arranged on makeshift tables in the front yard in preparation for the big sale. Katie noticed he recently seemed distant and in deep thought while he worked. Maybe it was the process of selling his memories, a lot of the items were childhood toys. Maybe it was something else, she just didn't know. Whenever she inquired, Jim would just say he was busy, that's all. Katie had no idea Jim's childhood memorabilia would not be the only thing on sale this weekend.
Katie continued to help with the preparations for the weekend, however the weather forecast wasn't looking good. A North Atlantic storm was moving in that could really ruin the event. By Friday afternoon it was almost certain the winds and rain would wash out the sale. The advertising money had been spent and they both hated the thought of cancelling. Jim thought, there's a lot of space on the front porch, let's just set up the tables there and do the best we can.
Actually this worked out better for arranging the events of Jim's ultimate plan for the sale. Weeks ago at the pub, one his good friends had commented on how lovely his wife Katie was. That he was such a lucky bloke to have her every night. That's when the thought entered Jim's mind, what would it be like to watch his wife with someone else. The picture in his mind excited him as the pints continued to flow late into the evening. Before he went home a deal was struck. Katie would be sold to the highest bidder as long as Jim was allowed to watch. His friend would pass the word to some of the other guys in town that also fancied a roll with Katie. The auction was set, Jim's journey as a cuckold would begin this weekend.
The morning of the sale was finally here and as expected the weather was dreadful.
The wind blew the rain almost sideways and within an hour both Jim and Katie were almost soaked even standing underneath the roof. Business however, had been exceptionally good Katie thought. Even with the awful weather there were dozens of customers. Surprisingly, a lot of Jim's friends had also dropped by as well. Several purchased some items and they all chatted Katie up for a bit making her day far more pleasant than it could have been. She felt a little embarrassed that the rain had mostly soaked her hair and clothes but no one commented about her appearance even though her nipples and thong were clearly visible under the damp fabric of her t-shirt and shorts.
As the day wound down, Jim slipped inside to make a call to Dave, the high bidder. The lucky boy was from just three houses away and Katie knew him well. The complete opposite of Jim, about 90 kilos of pure muscle. His job working construction along with time in the gym had sculpted his body into that of Greek god. The plan was for him to return right before closing to buy something he forgot, but he'd also stay and help them clean up.
By the time everything left was inside and the tables put away, all three were completely drenched from head to toe. As Katie counted the money they made, Jim went to the bath for some towels and unbeknown to Katie, her collar and leash as well. Jim returned with two towels but promptly stepped out again to find some more. To Katie's surprise, Dave reached behind his head and pulled his soaking shirt straight off exposing his muscular chest and abs. As he began to dry himself Katie felt a warm surge of dampness not caused by the rain. She always loved it when boys removed their shirts that way. It would automatically send her swooning.
His next move shocked Katie, suddenly he stripped off his jeans and was standing in front of her in only his Calvin's that were also soaking wet. The fabric wasn't completely see thru but there was little left to the imagination, he was huge. Katie's jaw almost hit the floor, she couldn't even move. When he finished drying off and looked up, Katie was still staring, her eyes almost bulging out of her head. She didn't notice that Jim had returned to the room and flinched when he grasped her shoulder from behind. Jim too, was only clad in Calvin's and holding her collar and leash in his other hand.
Before Katie could comprehend what was happening, Jim fitted her collar and holding her forearms began to kiss her passionately. For a moment she relaxed and returned the kiss but her mind quickly retuned to Dave and why was he still here? She broke the kiss and pushed back looking into Jim's eyes for an answer. Without a word he handed the end of the leash to Dave and released his wife.
Katie's head was spinning and before she could object Dave spun her around, grasped her forearms in the same manner and planted a wet sloppy kiss right on her lips. Katie's body betrayed her again and she partially returned the kiss till her mind registered her current situation. Was Jim suggesting a three way, or worse did he want to be a cuckold and just watch? As Dave continued the passionate kiss, Jim moved in close behind and began to pull Katie's shorts down over her hips.
