Sandra and Stevie - A cuckold Soap Opera

GH I am sorry I Love your work but as a real cuckold I have to ask my Sarah if I can write but its hard as she is always out. thanks for the great work [email protected]
cuckold sissy wendy white aka tinyboywayne

slavedogwayne and cuck4u

Thankyou

I appreciate your taking a moment to let me know you are enjoying my story.

GH

Thats great goodhusband, i have been trying to figure out how to get your email off your profile so i could get in touch and soothe you, but now i see you've changed your mind, great news for all us fans....i can understand you getting quiffy about the lack of feedback but 21 and 1/2 thousand views speaks volumes eh! Your doing a fantastic job

Mel x x

goodhusband
goodhusband

Love the story. I have not had time to read the entire thing.

Is there any way you could email me the entire story in one message?
Thanks

Meijer

GH
Gotta say I love the story. The way it has progressed and all of it. There are so many places it can go and while I check back regularly for updates, I hope you dont feel any pressure to post more every day? Take your time, and If I were you I'd do it as it came to me. Sandra, Stevie, Julie and her new guy, the other chararcters. So much, so many places it can go. Watching Sandra learn about Domination and seeing where she can take Stevie. Wondering about Julie and her new guy.. ::::sighs::: It's a just a comfortable, enjoyable story. I'd rather read a couple parts a week and have the story last longer then to see you burn yourself out GH.
Tinny

goodhusband, great work as usual! i've just had time to catch up. i haven't read anything since your vacation. i really felt sad that Julie has left, it leaves an empty hole, but i'm glad she found someone who will take care of Her feet. (mmmmm) dare i hope we will hear more of Her relationship? i also love Sandra's ever growing dominant streak. whatever direction you decide to take the story, i will be following.

Thankyou

This is really nice. All of the friends of this story have emailed me at once.

Its nice to have friends.

Meijer I am sorry I cannot help you. I do have many parts of the story saved but not all. The nature of how I write makes your request difficult. I write a rough draft on the notepad. Next I polish it on wordpad. These are the two word processors that come in the accessories section of Windows. I use them because the transfer nicely to the web site.

My final redraft comes as I proof read the passage after I have posted it. By the way I am sure that many of you have caught mistakes.

Some of my shorter passages are doured up on wordpad files. these are the passages that come with sex pictures like the ones of Roger and Sandra in the after party sex passages.

so anyway the only pure copy exists on this site.

The story is going to come to an end within the next few weeks. You may want to follow it closely for awhile. If I have time to do the writing, I am hoping that alot will occur this weekend and next week.

When the story does end I plan to keep the charachters going. I already have an outline written for "April's Story" and I am planning a series of short stories called "The Women of Baxters"

I do not believe that "April's Story" will be as long as this story. I spent alot of time introducing charachters that I will not have to do again.

Thankyou all for your support.

Mel I gather that you and Tony are about to have an anniversary soon.

Happy anniversary

Your Friend

GH

PS Prissy don't worry Julie will be back Maybe even tonight If I have time.

On Thursday evening Sandra and I Went to Baxter's for our usual weekly dinner with Brenda, Maddie, April, Bobbi and Mark. We both knew that it would never be the same without Julie, but sometimes you just have to accept change and move on.

As we were getting dressed to go Sandra went to her dresser and took out my cock cage. She brought it over to me. "I have decided that whenever you are in the presence of one of my lovers, Your little toy wee wee should be properly caged."

I bowed my had and said, "I understand Mistress."

Sandra slipped the cage onto my cock and balls and locked it into place. "Thats much better. Baxters is not a place where a little sissy wimp like you should be allowed to walk around with a free swinging dick."

At Baxter's we had a nice dinner with our friends. All of the girls agreed that it was appropriate that my clittie was locked up. While we were eating dinner they decided that from now on Bobbi, Mark and I must always be properly caged when we are at Baxters.

After dinner Bobbi, Mark and I retired to the bar while the girls picked their men.

Sandra picked a man standing at the bar not too far from the three of us. He appeared to be in his early 50's. Of course to Sandra that is a big attraction, she loves older men. However, this gentleman presented another attraction. He was huge. He must have been at least 6'6" tall and 300 lbs.. He wasn't fat. His 300 lbs. were rock solid muscle. I smiled to myself. There was no way that my baby could resist this guy.

It only took Sandra a few seconds to catch his eye. He was sitting next to her at the table within minutes.

I watched her flirt. She is really quite good. It wasn't long before they were dancing. Her guy was more than a foot taller than she was. As they danced Sandra had her face buried against his chest. After a few minutes of dancing he leaned over so that Sandra could whisper into his ear. I watched him smile and nod to her. Sandra had obviously just invited this guy to go out to the parking lot and fuck her. Sandra took him by the hand and led him into the bar.

They walked right up to me. Sandra was smiling. "Brad this is my pussy husband Stevie. Stevie this is Brad. I need the keys to your car sissyboy. I am going to take Brad out to the parking lot and give him a blow job and then he is going to fuck me with his great big cock."

As she said this Brad gave out an low whistle and said, "Holy fuckin cuckolds brownie."

Sandra turned to her new lover and laughed. "Don't worry baby, I party with lots of guys. The wimp here is used to it. He doesn't mind at all." She turned to me. "Isn't that right sissyboy."

I bowed my head and nodded. "You may do whatever pleases you Sandra."

Sandra laughed. "Fuckin right sweetheart." She kissed Brad on the lips. "Right now, it pleases me to suck this big guy's dick." Sandra took Brad's hand. "Come on baby. Lets go party."

Sandra was gone for over an hour. This guy was good.

It was after 11:00 by the time they came back in the bar door. Sandra stopped and kissed Brad. "Baby that was really alot of fun. I would love to see you again."

Brad looked at her and said, "How about tomorrow night. I am not leaving to go home until Saturday afternoon. We could spend the whole night playing in my hotel room."

Sandra smiled and said, "Its a date. What time should I be there?"

"How about 7:00? We can have room service bring us dinner."

Sandra laughed. "I hope they will also bring us breakfast."

Brad kissed Sandra one more time and left.

She came over to the bar and sat down next to me.

I ordered her a diet coke. We drank and chatted with the others for a little while. Finally we decided it was time to go home. We were both tired.

On the way home Sandra told me all about Brad. He was an insurance saleman. He was in town for a big conference put on by his company. He used to play professional football. When she told me his last name, I remembered him. He was a defensive end. He was really good.

Sandra laughed when I told her that. She didn't care. He had a really big cock. That was all that mattered to her.

When we got home, I undressed Sandra and gave her a quick bath. She took off my cock cage. We were both really tired. Neither of us felt like playing for very long. Sandra gave me a quick handjob just to relieve any tension I might have been feeling. When she was done, we went to bed. We both slept like babies.

Friday morning Sandra and I were eating breakfast by the pool. The telephone rang. I looked at my watch. It was about 9:15.

Sandra picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Jules. How are you."

Sandra listened for a minute. "Slow down baby. Your way to excited."

Suddenly Sandra screamed. She took the telephone away from her ear. "Ricky asked Julie to marry him last night."

I looked at Sandra. "Well did she say yes?"

Sandra made a face at me. "Of course she said yes stupid."

Sandra put the telephone back to her ear. "Yes we would love to have you come over. Yes we want to meet Ricky. Come right away. We'll put the coffee on."

She hung up the telephone and smiled at me. "Isn't that wonderful? Julie is getting married." She paused. "Stevie they're on their way here. Quick we have to pick up the house."

I looked at Sandra. "Baby, Julie used to live with us. She knows how our house looks."

Sandra looked at me like I was an idiot. "Yes but Ricky doesn't. Hurry we want to make a good impression."

I laughed as I picked up the breakfast dishes and brought them into the house.

It was just after 10:00 when the doorbell rang. Sandra and I both got up.

Julie burst in as soon as Sandra opened the door. She hugged Sandra and they both jumped up and down screaming. I guess they were excited. After a moment they settled down. Ricky was right behind Julie. He was about my size. He was a little older than me, but not alot. He was nicely dressed in a pair of tan slacks and a golf shirt.

Julie gently took his arm and led him into our house. "Stevie and Sandra I would like you to meet my fiancee Dr. Richard Norman. Ricky these are my best friends Stevie and Sandra."

I stepped forward and extended my hand. "Hello Ricky, It is a pleasure to meet you."

He took my hand. "Stevie it is also a pleasure to meet you." He paused. "Julie talks about you all the time. Your name is highly regarded in our house."

I looked at him. "I hope that that is not a problem for you."

He smiled. "No not at all. In fact I really appreciate everything you have done for her. Stevie If you hadn't pushed Julie to go to college we never would have met."

I smiled at Ricky. I took an instant liking to this man. He was nice. Nice is a permisterality trait that is really underrated as far as I am concerned. Smart, handsome, beautiful and witty are all very good but if someone is nice they are special. There simply aren't enough nice people in the world.

"Come in. Lets sit in the living room." It was Sandra. She was being a hostess. It was a s******* she learned from Roger.

Julie sat down on one end of the couch. Ricky moved to sit next to her. Julie stopped him. "Excuse me. Who gave you permission to sit on the couch?"

Ricky looked around. He was embarrassed.

Julie smiled and said, "Baby remember, in this house we do not have any secrets. It is perfectly okay to reveal our real relationship here. These are friends who understand." She smiled at Ricky. "Now where is your proper place."

Ricky bowed his head and said, "At your feet Mistress."

"Very good. You may kneel Ricky."

As Ricky knelt at Julie's feet Sandra laughed and clapped her hands. "Julie honey this is wonderful. You are doing a great job of training him."

Julie winked at Sandra and kicked off her shoes. She was wearing nylon stockings. "Footboy massage my feet."

Ricky reverently picked up Julie's right foot and carefully began to massage her toes.

Sandra turned to me. "Sissyboy get Mistress Julie and I some coffee."

I smiled at both girls. "Yes Mistress, right away."

Sandra was socially very adept. That little command put Ricky at ease. Sandra let him know that in this house it was perfectly okay to be a submissive male.

I went to the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee. I knew that both Sandra and Julie drank their coffee black so there was no need for cream and sugar. I put the two cups onto a silver tray and brought it into the living room.

When I was done serving the coffee Sandra said, "Sissyboy set the tray down and kneel at my feet."

I did as I was told. Ricky and I were both now kneeling at our Mistresses feet. In a remarkably short time Sandra had very delicately communicated alot of information about our life style to Ricky.

Julie looked at us and said, "The wedding is going to be held on Saturday evening July 21. We don't have much money so we are getting married at Ricky's house."

I interrupted. "Julie, Sandra and I are your family. Since it is traditional that the brides family that pays for the wedding, I think that it is only proper that Sandra and I pay for your wedding."

Julie looked at me. "Would you really do that Stevie?"

I smiled. "Of course I would."

Ricky looked at me. "Can you afford that Stevie."

I smiled. "Without any difficulty at all."

Julie said, "Stevie, we looked into having the wedding at St. James Congregational Church and the reception at the Calvert Hotel."

"Is that where you would like to have it?'

Julie smiled. "Oh yes."

"Are they available for that day?"

"Yes," Julie paused. "Well they were two hours ago."

"Go call right now."

Julie looked at me. "Are you sure Stevie."

Sandra answered. "Yes he's sure Jules. Come on lets go call the church."

The girls grabbed the telephone book and started looking up numbers. They were both giggling while they fought over the pages.

I turned to Ricky. "Hey Ricky, lets go out and sit by the pool."

We went outside. As we sat down Ricky said, "This is really nice Stevie. Are you sure you can afford this? It is going to be expensive."

I smiled. "It's not going to be a problem Ricky."

"Thankyou then. This is going to mean alot to Julie."

"I know. Thats why I want to do it. She hasn't had too many breaks in her life. She deserves a few good things."

Ricky nodded. We didn't need to say anything else. We sat quietly for a few minutes. This made me like Ricky even more. There are people who are afraid of silence. Myself, I believe that if you don't have anything to say, there is nothing wrong with sitting quietly. Ricky seemed to understand that concept.

After awhile, Ricky said, "Julie tells me that Sandra relaxs with other men."

I smiled. This was a very direct question, but I didn't see any reamister to be guarded with Ricky. "Yes, thats right."

"Doesn't it bother you?"

"No actually it gets me kind of excited."

He nodded. He seemed to understand. "After a moment he said, "Julie says your Sandra's cuckold."

I smiled and nodded. "Yes that would be a true statement."

"I like hearing Julie tell me about her previous lovers. It gets me excited."

I looked at Ricky. "Do you want Julie to make you her cuckold?"

Ricky thought for a moment. "Yes, I think I do."

"I know that she would like that." I thought for a moment. "Ask her to call Ray."

He smiled. "I know who Ray is."

"Let her go out on a date. That would be a good place to start."

"Stevie, would you ask her for me. I don't know why but I am kind of nervous about bringing this up. Its kind of scary to tell your fiancee that it is okay if she wants to take lovers."

"All right. Everything is set. We have the church and the hotel."

Ricky and I both turned. It was Sandra. Julie was right behind her.

They sat down with us.

Julie looked at me. "Stevie, Sandra is going to be my maid of honor. Will you escort me down the aisle and give me away."

I smiled. "Jules I would be honored."

Sandra said, "Okay, We have a wedding. The date is Saturday July 21, St. James Congregational Church with the reception at the Calvert Hotel. Jules can I help you send out the invitations?"

"That would be wonderful Sandra."

For the next hour we chatted about the wedding plans.

Finally Julie got up. "Ricky baby we have to meet the minister at 2:30. We had better be going."

We all walked to the door. As we were saying goodby I said. "Jules. Ricky and I were talking a little earlier. He would like it if you called Ray."

There was a dead silence. After several seconds Julie looked at Ricky and said, "Is that true baby?"

He very shyly said, "Yes."

Julie looked at him for a long time. Finally she smiled and said, "Well I guess that I might just have to do that."

Julie looked at Sandra and I. "This seems to have turned into a really good visit."

Sandra put her arms around Ricky and said, "Footboy, you will make a wonderful cuckold."

At 5:00 Friday afternoon I made a nice snack for Sandra. I didn't want her to starve while she was waiting for her dinner with Brad. When she was done eating I helped her get ready for her date.

At 6:30 Sandra finished applying the last touches to her makeup and stood up. "Well I guess I am ready." She looked at me. "Only one last detail to take care of before we leave." She laughed. "You know what that is don't you sissyboy?"

"Yes Mistress."

"You know where I keep it. Fetch it for me."

I went to Sandra's dresser and retrieved my cock cage. As I handed it to Sandra she said, "Sissyboy, I really do think its better for you to be locked up while I am out on a date." She patted my head. "Baby while I am enjoying Brad's big cock tonight, I don't want to have to worry about whether or not you are controlling your urges while your sitting at home." She laughed. "This way I know that all of your thoughts will be focused on imagining what Brad and I are doing in his hotel room."

Sandra slipped the chastity device onto my little penis and locked it into place. She smiled at me as she dropped the key into her purse.

"There, all set. Pull your panties and your slacks back up and lets go."

I was of course driving Sandra to her date this evening.

Sandra was obviously excited by the prospects of her evening with Brad. She raved about her lover during the entire trip downtown. By the time we pulled up to the front door of the hotel I was convinced that Brad was the sex king of the western world.

Sandra leaned over and kissed me. "Goodnight sweetheart. I'll call you when its time to come and get me in the morning."

"As she got out of the car I said, "I love you Sandra."

She stopped and looked at me. "I love you to Stevie."

She closed the car door and hurried into the hotel.

I stopped on my way home and did some shopping. It was almost 9:00 by the time I got back to the house. I hadn't had any supper, so I made myself a sandwich and a bowl of soup. I turned on the television and watched the end of a baseball game while I ate my dinner. After I finished eating I cleaned up my dishes and sat down to watch the 10:00 news.

The David Letterman Show was just starting when the telphone rang. I got up and answered it. "Hello?"

It was a woman's voice. "Could I speak to Sandra Monroe please."

"May I ask who is calling?"

"This is her cousin Mary Anne. Is this Steven?"

"Yes."

"Hello Steven. We met at your housewarming party last January. Steven I am sorry for calling so late. I need to talk to Sandra."

I remembered her. Mary Anne and Her husband Dale were a couple of real sticks. "Mary Anne, I am sorry but Sandra is out for the evening."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. Finally Mary Anne said, "Its almost 11:00 on Friday night and your at home and Sandra is out?"

I wasn't getting to like this woman any better. "Yes Mary Anne, Sandra is out with a friend."

"Oh I know Sandra very well. Steven, I am sure that it is a very good friend." She paused. "I will never understand people like you."

I wanted to end this converstion. "Mary Anne what do you want?"

"My lady called me. Her brother, Sandra's man, just went into the hospital. My lady asked me to try to contact her."

"Mary Anne, I can call Sandra on her cell phone. What is your telephone number? I will have Sandra call you immediately."

"Yes she can call me. I am at home with my husband." Mary Anne paused. "That's where every decent woman belongs at this time of night." She gave me her telephone number. "We will be up for at least another hour."

"Thankyou Mary Anne. I will have Sandra call you right away."

I hung up the telephone and dialed Sandra's cell phone. It rang five times before she answered it. She was obviously preoccupied."

"Hello." Sandra was panting. I was pretty sure I knew what she was doing.

"Sandra this is Stevie."

"Hi honey. Hey this is really hot. I have never thought of talking to you on the telephone while I am with another guy. Baby I am fucking Brad right now. I am on top of him. Sweetheart his cock is so big. I can feel it way up in my tummy."

"Sandra listen to me. I didn't call to play around. Your cousin Mary Anne called. Your dad went into the hospital. You need to call Mary Anne right away."

"My daddy's in the hospital? What happened?"

"I don't know, you have to call Mary Anne. She didn't give me any details. I don't think she likes me very much."

Sandra laughed. "That doesn't surprise me, Mary Anne doesn't like me very much either."

"Sandra call Mary Anne and call me right back."

"Okay, Thanks Stevie." She hung up.

I turned on my computer. Sandra was probably going to want to go to Milwaukee. That is where her parents live. I started looking for early morning departures. I found a flight that left at 7:00 and got into Milwaukee at 8:05. I booked her a first class seat with an open ended return.

When I finished with the airline ticket I went to the Hertz web site and rented a car for Sandra. I got her a small SUV. I thought it would be better than a flashy convertible.

I was just printing her rental confirmation sheet when the telephone rang. It was Sandra. "Stevie, my daddy had a heart attack. He's in the hospital. They are going to do a by pass surgery tomorrow."

"I'll come down and get you."

"Okay, I'll just finish Brad off with a quick blow job. As soon as I am done I'll get dressed. By the time you get here, I'll be downstairs waiting for you.

I pulled up in front of the hotel. Sandra was standing on the front steps talking to the doorman. As soon as she saw me, she ran down to the sidewalk.

I parked by the curb. Sandra opened up the car door and jumped in.

"Stevie this is awful. "I don't want my Daddy to die."

I tried to reassure her. "Sandra he is in the hospital. I am sure they are taking good care of him. By pass surgery is a common procedure now. Your man is probably going to be alright."

She looked at me. "Are you sure Stevie?'

"No baby I am not sure. But I think that's the most likely situation."

"I want to go see him."

"I kind of thought you would. I have already bought you a first class ticket on the 7:00 am flight to Milwaukee tomorrow morning."

Sandra looked at me. "Stevie your wonderful."

I smiled. "Anything for my baby."

Sandra snuggled up to me. We made the rest of the drive home in silence.

GH
Again, Thank You for this wonderful story. You have a flair for it that is uncommon. I for one dont take these posts of your for granted and know how much time and effort you put into it. I look forward to seeing this story to it's end and the I look forward to the others you have knocking around in your head. I am going to sit down here soon and start copying and pasting what you have written into a word processing program so it is preserved and so that (with your permission) I can post it on other sites. (Yahoo Groups, The Cuckold's Newsgroup..etc.)
Tinny

Great story goodhusband!!
I love the addition of the upcoming "cuckold wedding" there are so many possibilities, Will Julie ask Ray to be the Best Man, who will be the one to first consumate the wedding, Ray or her new hubby? I would never presume to suggest how your story should go, you do a fabulous job, but i cant wait to see where it goes
thanks again!.

Tinny and tef fulton

Thanks for your encouragement.

Tinny email me about reposting. You will find my email address in an ealier post on this page.

GH

We were up early the next morning. Sandra didn't want to take any chances on missing her flight. We left for the airport at 4:30 am.

Sandra was excited as we drove to the airport. "Stevie I haven't seen my mom and dad in 7 years. I can't wait."

She stopped for a moment. "Oh I hope my daddy is okay." she looked at me. "Stevie he is a very simple man. There are only a few things that are important to him."

She paused. "He is a devout Catholic. That is why he was so hurt when I had an abortion." She smiled. "He has studied his family geneology. He can trace his ancestors back to the first colonists who came to Maryland with Lord Baltimore. They arrived in 1634. When I was growing up he always told me that the first Monroes came here to escape religious persecution in England. He is really proud of that."

She thought a little bit more. Stevie he is a cabinet maker. He is also proud of the fact that
his kitchen cabinets are in the finest houses in Milwaukee."

I looked at her. "He sounds like a wonderful man Sandra."

Sandra looked at me. "He is Stevie. I just wish....." She hesitated for a moment. "I just wish he would like me again." She shook her head. Stevie I want to see him so badly."

We pulled up in front of the airport. I got out of the car with Sandra. I took her overnight bag out of the backseat and handed it to her. She hugged me and said, "Thanks baby, I'll call you this afternoon and let you know what is happening."

"Sandra your ticket has an open ended return. All you have to do is call the airlines and book a seat when you want to come home. If you want you can call me and I will do that for you." I paused to think. "Oh I also rented a car for you. Go to the Hertz counter. Its in your name. Use your credit card. Don't buy the extra insurance, we have plenty."

"Thanks Stevie. I love you." Sandra kissed me.

"I love you to Sandra."

She picked up her bag and walked into the airport.

Sandra's plane was due in just after 6:00 pm. Her flight was on time.

She stepped out onto the flight arrival pickup area just after 6:20. I pulled the Lincoln up next to her and got out.

When Sandra saw me she ran to me, set down her bag and threw her arms around my neck. She was crying. "Stevie it was so awful. My lady got angry the moment she saw me."

I took out my handkerchief and dried the tears off of her cheeks. "Come on baby, lets get into the car and go home."

I opened the passenger door for Sandra. She got in. I picked up her bag, opened the trunk and threw it in.

As soon as I got in on the drivers side, Sandra slid over and cuddled up next to me.

We drove home in silence. I think that Sandra just needed to feel the security of my presence for a little while.

When we got home we sat on the couch. "Stevie, my lady was hateful to me. Mary Anne, her husband Dale and her lady Julia were all there to. They all ganged up on me. It was awful. Sandra started crying. "Stevie my lady called me a whore."

I held Sandra in my arms for a long time. I rocked her back and forth while she cried.

Finally her tears slowed down. She looked up at me. "Stevie I was really hoping that my mom and dad would forgive me." She started to cry again. "She hates me more than ever now." She looked at me. "Stevie I want my family to love me. I feel awful."

I tried to soothe her, I told her over and over again that she had me, that I loved her and that she would always have me. I knew that it wasn't much consolation, I really wanted my family back to, but I finally got her to smile a little bit.

Sandra kissed me and laughed. "Stevie would you make me some dinner? I'm really hungry and I would really love a glass of wine."

I smiled. It was good to hear her laugh. I stood up, took her hand and led her into the kitchen. I opened a bottle of merlot and prepared two steaks for the grill.

Sandra sat on the patio and sipped wine while I cooked the steaks.

After dinner we sat by the pool and talked quietly. It was midnight before we finally went to bed.

When we got into bed we took turns making oral love to each other. When both of us had had an orgasm we cuddled up together and fell arelax.

The confrontation with her lady deeply affected Sandra. She was depressed.

Big Dick Jamister called on Sunday and asked if he could come over in the afternoon. Sandra politely turned him down.

I called Jamister back a little later and explained that Sandra's man was sick and she was very worried about him. Jamister is a good guy. He understood.

On Monday Sandra and Julie went shopping for bridal gowns. This seemed to cheer her up a little bit, but after dinner she was very quiet again.

Tuesday Morning I had to go into the office for my regular meeting with the partners. When I got home Sandra was just hanging up the telphone.

She turned to me. "Hi baby, how was your meeting?"

"It was fine. All the hot projects are on hold right now. We spent the time discussing new possibilities." I paused. "Who was on the telphone."

"It was Roger. He said he has a really important dinner meeting on Friday night. He asked me if I would go with him."

I was looking through the morning mail while we talked. "I assume your going."

"Stevie I don't want to go. I didn't know what to say to him. I said I wasn't sure. I made something up. I told him that you had an important dinner at work coming up and I was worried that it might be Friday night. I said I had to make sure that you didn't need me with you that night. I told Roger I would call him back." Sandra took a deep breath. "Stevie I don't feel much like going out with other guys right now. I just want to be with you."

I turned to Sandra. "Baby Roger is a very good friend. Be honest with him. He will understand. Tell him about the problem with your mom and dad. He likes you alot. I think that he will be really supportive." I paused. "Sandra I think that you should go out with him Friday night. If this is an important meeting for him he needs you. You are his friend, you need to support him. If you don't want to spend the night and have sex, just tell him. If Roger knows about the emotional confrontation that you just had with your lady he will understand. He's a good guy."

Sandra looked at me. "Stevie you are really wise. I was feeling guilty about letting Roger down." She stopped. "Do you really think that I should tell him everything?"

I smiled and said,"What do you think. You know him better than I do."

Sandra thought for a moment. "your right. Roger is my friend. I should rely on him and he should be able to rely on me. I call him and talk to him."

Sandra hugged me. "Stevie you always know just what to do."

Sandra called Roger back. They talked for almost an hour. I spent the time cleaning the basement. When she was done she came down to see me.

"You were right Stevie, Roger was very understanding. He listened to me for a really long time. He was very sympathetic. Stevie He is a good friend. I am going to go to the dinner with him Friday night. He told me that if I want to go home right after the dinner rather than spend the night with him, He would understand."

Sandra kissed me. "Stevie Wagner you are really quite a remarkable man. You have wonderful insight into other people."

The rest of the week was very quiet.

Thursday we went to dinner at Baxters. After dinner Sandra sat next to me in the bar with Bobbi and Mark.

Several men approached us and tried to get Sandra to party with them. She had quite a reputation at Baxters.

She gave each guy the same response. She put her arm around me and said, "I am staying with my man tonight."

We left Baxters early. When we got home we went to bed and made love in our usual way.

GH,

Once again, fantastic work on the story. I know its a lot of work but I'd like to say again how much we all appreciate it. I was a lurker on this site for a long time but reading your story has made me appreciate the effort that not only you, but so many other people put into this site. Keep up the great work and thanks again for all of your time and effort. It really is a great story

Thanks

Weslrobt

Thanks for the kind words and encouragement. It really does help to hear from people who are enjoying the story.

You might want to follow the story pretty closely for the next several days. Alot is about to happen.

GH

Sandra and I spent most of the day Friday reading and relaxing by the pool. Everytime I looked at Sandra I couldn't help noticing how beautiful and sexy she was.

The dinner party was scheduled to start at 7:30. Sandra told Roger that she would be at his apartment by 7:00. At 5:00 we went into the house so that we could start getting her ready for her evening out.

I gave Sandra a bath and dried her off. While she was getting dressed, I went into the kitchen and made her a bacon lettuce and tomato sandwich. I knew that the dinners at these parties often ended up being served quite late. I didn't want my baby to starve."

I brought Sandra's sandwich into the bedroom. She was just finished dressing. She looked beautiful but her outfit was a drastically different look for her. Usually she picked very sexy revealing clothing. Tonight her outfit was very conservative.

Sandra sat down at her dressing table and ate her sandwich while she put on her makeup.

"Stevie, these things usually end at about 10:30 or 11:00. I should be home no later than 11:30."

"Would you like me to drive you tonight?"

"No I'll take my car. That way you can go to relax if you want."

I laughed. "Sandra I guarantee you that I will be up waiting for you when you get home."

She looked at me and said, "Stevie your really a sweet guy."

Sandra looked at her watch. "Stevie its time for me to go."

I smiled at her. "Your going out with a lover. Don't we have one more detail to take care of?"

Sandra looked at me. "Do you mean your cage?"

"Yes aren't you worried that I will be overcome by my urges tonight?"

Sandra walked over to me and hugged me. "Baby ever since the confrontation with my lady, I don't really feel like partying with other guys. This is not a date tonight. I am helping out a friend who needs me. Honey, the only cock I am going to suck tonight is yours." She kissed me. "When I get home, I guarantee you that I am going to do just that. Sweetheart, with that as a promise, I am pretty sure that you will be able to control yourself until I come back to you."

I walked Sandra out to her car. I kissed her. She got into her car and drove off. I watched as she disappeared around the corner.

GH
I am reading with avid interest. I sense something but not what... Hmmmm? <smile>
Tinny

I went back into the house. I was concerned about Sandra. She was obviously not herself.

The confrontation with her lady had deeply affected her. It was easy for me to understand why. Sandra, Julie and I had several long talks about our family backgrounds when we first got together. I knew that the strained relationship between Sandra and her parents was a major issue for her. She told both Julie and I that she desperately missed her mom and dad. One of her deepest wishes has always been to try to regain their good favor and rebuild a positive relationship with them.

I think that when she went to Milwaukee, Sandra hoped that this family emergency might be the situation that would allow her to rebuild a new bond with her lady and man. The confrontation with her lady crushed those hopes and left her disheartened and demoralized.

I went into the kitchen. I was hungry. I made myself some dinner. While I cooked, I continued to consider this problem.

My primary concern was Sandra's emotional state. She was depressed. I assumed that her mood would pass with time.

She also seemed to have lost interest in seeing other men. I shrugged to myself. That may also pass with time. If it doesn't, that's her choice. I smiled to myself. At the beginning of our relationship I had to learn to accept Sandra's infidelity, now it was possible that I was going to have to learn to live without it.

I thought some more. My primary concern was her long term well being. This conflict exposed a deep heartache for Sandra. I couldn't fix things with her family, but I could offer her the security and companionship that comes with being a part of a family.

As I sat down to eat my dinner, the answer suddenly became apparent to me. Sandra and I needed to get married.

I got excited. Sandra and I had planned to get married a long time ago. When we formed our threesome with Julie, we tared that plan. Now Julie was getting married. There was nothing to stop us from doing the same thing.

I was overjoyed as I ate my dinner. I was really glad that Sandra wasn't going to spend the night with Roger tonight. I couldn't wait until she got home so that I could propose to her.

I finished my dinner and looked at the clock. It was only 8:15. I needed something to keep me busy so that the time would pass quickly. I decided to wash and wax the kitchen floor.

I got busy. Nothing passes time for me like hard work. I did a good job. It was almost 2 hours before I was done.

As I was putting away my mop and pail, the telephone rang.

I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Stevie, this is Sandra. Baby I have the most wonderful news."

I could hear a party going on in the background.

"Stevie, Roger was named Dean of the University Law School this evening. Isn't that wonderful? I am so happy for him."

"Sandra it sounds like there is a party going on there."

"Oh there is sweetheart. Roger called a group of his friends. Were at his apartment. Everyone is takeing champagne. I'm already a little tipsy."

"Sandra how soon are you coming home."

"Oh honey I am sorry. I am going to stay with Roger tonight. This is a really special night for him." She paused. "Stevie a little later on I am going to try to make it even more special for him." She started to giggle. "Baby tonight I am going to get to fuck the Dean of The University Law School."

Suddenly I heard lots of cheering in the background.

"Stevie, Roger is going to make a speech. I have to go sweetheart. I will see you in the morning."

Sandra broke the connection.

I sat down on the couch. Sandra seemed to be happy for the first time since the confrontation with her lady. This made me happy. The problem was that I was sad that she was going to spend the night with Roger. I really wanted to see her tonight. I really wanted to propose to her tonight." I smiled to myself and shrugged. "I guess that is the disappointment that comes with being a cuckold."

I took a shower and got into bed. I was tired. I feel arelax immediately.

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Essentiauk

Thankyou Mel

I always look forward to your comments and I always appreciate your support.

GH