Sandra and Stevie - A cuckold Soap Opera

I was up by 7:00 on Saturday morning. I couldn't wait for Sandra to get home. I was so excited about proposing to her. I just knew that she was going to be really happy.

I made myself some breakfast and read the newspaper. I kept looking at the clock. Time was crawling along at a sluggish pace. I realized that I had to get busy.

I started by dusting and vacuuming the living room. That helped. I looked at the clock. It was almost 9:00. Sandra could be home at any time now.

I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the bathtub and shower. It was after 10:00 by the time I was done. This was the usual time that Sandra would return from a night with Roger. I started to listen for her key in the door.

I changed the sheets on the bed. That took about 15 minutes. There was still no sign of Sandra.

I went into the kitchen and started to clean out the refrigerator. This was a good job. It kept me occupied, but I could still listen for Sandra.

At 11:05 I heard her key in the door.

I ran into the living room. Sandra came in the front door and stood still. There was a sad look on her face.

"Hi sweetheart. Whats wrong?"

"Stevie, I have something that I have to say to you."

"Baby I have something I want to say to you to. Let me go first. I think it will make you really happy."

Sandra said, "No Stevie I have to say this right away."

"Okay baby. Whats wrong. Did something bad happen?'

"Stevie please just listen to me for a minute."

"Okay."

"Stevie, Roger proposed to me this morning. He wants me to marry him."

"Oh baby, I see why your so sad. What did you say to him. It must have made you feel really bad to have to turn him down."

I moved towards her. I tried to take Sandra in my arms and give her a hug.

She put her hands out and stopped me. "Stevie listen to me. I didn't turn him down. I accepted his proposal. I am going to marry Roger."

I stopped. It felt like a dagger just got shoved into my chest.

"I don't understand. "I thought you loved me."

"Stevie I do love you. I love you more than anyone in the whole world."

"Then how can you marry Roger?"

"Stevie Roger is going to be the Dean of the University Law school. If I marry him I become instantly respectable. My mom and dad will have to accept me." Sandra started to cry. "Stevie I want my daddy back."

"Sandra we will go to your parents. I will talk to them. We will make them understand that we are respectable."

"No Stevie we can't. The wouldn't even agree to see you. They think I am a prostitute and they think you are my pimp."

"How?"

"Mary Anne told them. She saw our big house, our fancy cars and my expensive clothes and jewelry. You don't appear to have to go to work. She just came to the conclusion that prostitution is the only way we could be financing a life style like this. She told my parents that." Sandra started to scream."Stevie, My daddy thinks I'm a whore."

I was speechless. I didn't know what to say.

"Sandra I love you." I looked at her. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that you love Roger more than you love me."

"Stevie I don't love Roger. I love you. Please understand that. I am going to have to learn to love him. Baby, I have to do this. I want my family back."

She started to plead with me. "Please Stevie don't make this any harder than it already is." She stopped. Her voice got quiet. "Roger is waiting for me in the car. I have to get some clean clothes. I am going to move in with him today."

I sat in the living room while Sandra packed a bag. I was too stunned to do or say anything.

She came out of the bedroom carrying a suitcase. "Stevie I will come over on Tuesday while your at work and get the rest of my things. I will drop my car off then to. I am already drafting the legal documents that return Julie's part of the house to you. I will just add my name to those documents." She paused to think. "I'll tear up my credit cards. If you need me to sign any financial papers go through Julie. Roger does not want me to see you anymore."

I looked up at her. "Sandra keep the car. It was a gift from me."

"I don't know if Roger will let me keep it. I will see. I would like to If I can. It would be nice if I could have one thing that came from you."

She opened the door to leave. I looked at her and said, "Sandra I love you."

She looked at me. "Stevie, I love you to. I wish that it didn't have to be this way."

Sandra walked out the door.

I buried my face in my hands and I started to cry. I cried all afternoon and all night long.

I was up early on Sunday morning. I felt pretty bad and just kind of moped around the house.

At 9:00 the doorbell rang. I opened the front door. It was Julie.

"Stevie Sandra called me last night and told me what happened. You must feel awful."

I laughed. "You know Jules. Its kind of funny. Three weeks ago I had two wives. Now I don't have any."

Julie hugged me. "Oh baby, I am so sorry. I feel like I have deserted you when you really need me." She paused. "Would you like to live with Ricky and I. I could have two cuckolds. It would be just like it was when I lived with you and Sandra, only there would be two guys rather than two girls." She giggled. "You could lick my ass while Ricky kisses my feet."

I smiled. It was the first time I had smiled since I saw Sandra yesterday. "Thankyou Jules, that is a pretty attractive offer." I winked at her. "You have a very kissable ass."

She giggled some more. "I'm glad because I really like having it kissed."

I looked at her. "No Jules, you are about to have something that you have wanted all your life. You have a man who is crazy about you. You are about to become a married woman. I don't want to interfere with that. I want you to marry Ricky." I stopped. "I still get to escort you down the aisle and give you away don't I?"

Julie smiled. "Of course you do. I wouldn't dream of letting anyone else do it." she paused. "Will you be able to handle seeing Roger and Sandra together at the wedding?"

I thought for a moment. "Thats a good point Julie. It will be tough." I thought some more. "Listen, I will just have to make do. Nothing is going to make me miss your wedding." I laughed. "After all I am paying for it." I paused. "I don't think I can sit at the head table with them during the reception. I think that my actually having to make conversation with Roger and Sandra will be too awkward for all of us. How about if you see to it that I am seated with Brenda and Bobbi."

Julie nodded. "Thats a good idea."

"Hey Jules. Did you go out with Ray?"

"Yes I did. It was wonderful. It felt so good to have a big cock in my pussy again." She smiled. "When I got home I made Ricky kneel on the floor and kiss and lick my feet while I told him every detail. Stevie he was so excited that he actually came while he was kissing my toes."

"Congratulations Sweetheart. I think you are going to have a cuckold husband."

She smiled. "I am taking him to Baxters on Thursday night. He is going to get his creamy kiss initiation." She stopped and frowned. "I wish that you and Sandra were still together so that you could be there to be part of it." She looked at me. "Would you like to come anyway. You could be Maddie's cuck."

"Maybe someday in the future. I am not ready for that right now. You guys keep enjoying Baxters. I just need to take a little time to put my life back together." I looked at Julie and started to cry. "Jules I just hurt really really bad right now."

Julie sat down next to me and took me in her arms. I cried for a really long time while she held me.

I finally stopped crying. Julie kissed me. I smiled at her.

She said "Baby I have to go. I will come back to see you tomorrow." She looked at me. "Stevie are you going to be all right."

I nodded and said, "Yes, I'll be fine. I'm a pretty strong guy. I'll get through this. I'm just going to be really sad for awhile." I looked at her. "Thanks for giving me a shoulder to cry on."

Big Dick Jamister called me a little later. He was worried about how Sandra was doing. I told him what happened. We talked for a long time. We were both sad. Jamister is a really nice guy.

Brenda, Maddie, April, Mark and Bobbi all took turns calling me during the afternoon. I suspect that Brenda orchestrated it so that I would be talking to someone at least once an hour. When you are hurting it is nice to have friends.

GH
PAIN
Tinny

Tinny

Yes

GH

Sunday night was a lonely night. The house was now too big and filled with too many memories. I had to get out of there.

Th first thing I did Monday morning was call Leon, my apartment building manager.

"Good morning Leon. I need an apartment and I need it quick. What have you got available for me."

"Hi Stevie. I have one apartment that is vacant and ready to rent. Its in your old building."

"Its not my old apartment is it?"

"No that apartment is occupied. This one is a little larger. Its a two bedroom."

"Great Leon. How soon can I move in?'

"Like I said, its ready to go. We were just going to start trying to rent it. You could move in this afternoon if you wanted to."

"This afternoon might be a little quick, but I will probably move in over the next two or three days. Which apartment is it?"

"Number 22."

"Okay leave the keys in the building office. I'll probably stop by and pick them up this afternoon."

My next task was to call Barry and put the house up for sale. My life had just taken a major change. During the middle of the night I decided that I needed to recognize that fact and take the necessary action to adapt to the changes. I might not be happy about what had just happened between Sandra and I, but I knew that I couldn't remedy the situation. I had to move on or wallow in depression. Moving on seemed like a much better choice.

Monday afternoon I went to the Lincoln dealership and sold the Town Car. My Ford Escape would serve my permisteral needs very well. On my way home I stopped off at the apartment building. I picked up the keys for my new apartment and went in a looked at it. It would do just fine.

I got lots of telephone calls in the afternoon. Julie wanted to come over again. I knew that she was busy with the wedding and probably didn't have the time. I told her I was tired and wanted to take a nap.

The last thing I did Monday afternoon was call a mover. They were available Wednesday afternoon. That fit my schedule really well.

On Tuesday I went into work. I had my regular meeting with the partners. During the meeting, I told them that Sandra and I had split up and that I wanted to start coming into the office every day again. They agreed with me that it would be healthier if I tried to spend lots of time around other people.

When I got home on Tuesday I saw that Sandra had come over to get the rest of her things. She left me a note.

Dear Stevie,

I have everything that was mine. I left the jewelry. Roger decided that I could keep the car, but he will not let me wear any jewelry that you bought for me.

I felt really sad as I packed up my things. We had such a good time in this house.

I called my brother Allen and told him about Roger and our marriage plans. My lady called me last night. We talked for a really long time.

I will never understand why I have had to sacrifice the only man I will ever love in order to get my family back. It doesn't seem right.

Stevie, I will always love you.

Sandra

I set the note back on the table and sat down and cried.

The movers got me into my new apartment on Wednesday afternoon.

Thursday Brenda called me. "Hi Stevie. How are you doing. We are all so worried about you."

"I'm doing okay Bren. How are you and Bobbi doing."

"Oh were great. Maddie is making Bobbi's life a complete hell. He loves every minute of it."

"Julie suggested that I call Maddie about becoming her cuck. I think I would be afraid of her."

Brenda laughed. "I think that you should be afraid. Maddie takes being dominant to a whole new level."

"Is Maddie still seeing Jamal?"

"Oh yes, He's become her steady cock. They really like each other. They laugh about which of them is kinkier. Jamal is coming to Baxters tonight. We promised him that he could sit in the bar with us after his parking lot party is over. He and Maddie agreed that they will always pair up with different people at Baxters. They both like lots of variety."

"Bren, Julie told me that she is bringing Ricky tonight."

Brenda laughed. "Yes and we are excited. We get to have another creamy kiss initiation ceremony. We can't wait." She paused. "Stevie why don't you join us tonight. We would love to see you."

"Thanks Bren, but I am still a little too shakey to start doing that. I will eventually join you, but I need some more time to heal."

"I heard that the house is up forsale. That must have made you feel bad."

"Not really. Its just a house. Losing Sandra makes me feel bad."

"I understand. Hey I hear your sitting with us at the wedding reception. That will be fun. We are all looking forward to seeing you."

"I'm looking forward to seeing you guys to."

"Stevie I have to go. If there is anything we can do for you just call okay?"

"Thanks Bren. I'll see you at the wedding."

For the next several weeks I immersed myself in work and golf. Every morning I got up and went to work. After work I went to the golf course. I played golf until it got too dark to see. When I was done playing golf I went home and went to bed.

It was a physically demanding schedule that kept me exhausted. It worked. I had very little time to feel sorry for myself.

WHY SANDRA WHY YOUR NEVER BE HAPPY SORRY!!!!!!!
cuckold sissy wendy white aka tinyboywayne

Wow, I hope this isn't the end. It sounds strange to react to a story this way, but it is like a punch to the stomach with this twist.

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Thanks for your comments and support. As always they are appreciated.

As to the current status of the story I only say keep checking back for new developments.

GH

Saturday July 21st, Julie's wedding day finally arrived.

Julie wanted a formal wedding. I wanted her to have everything she wanted. This wedding was going to be one time in her life when she got the very best.

Ricky, his brother Jack and I all had to wear tuxedos. I picked mine up on Friday afternoon.

Saturday I got to the church at 4:00. The wedding ceremony was scheduled to begin at 5:00. Sandra and Julie were in one of the Sunday school rooms getting ready. I noticed Roger sitting by himself in the corner of the church sanctuary. I very carefully avoided him.

I found Ricky. He introduced me to his brother Jack. He was just like Ricky. I liked him alot. We stood on the church steps and talked. Brenda, Bobbi, Maddie, April and Mark all arrived. The women went straight back to the Sunday school room and found Sandra and Julie. The guys stood on the steps with Ricky, Jack and I.

Mark and Bobbi were the ushers. They didn't have alot to do. There were only 20 guests. Julie and Ricky didn't have many relatives.

At 4:55 Brenda came to get me. She took me back to the Sunday school room. Julie was in there. She was gorgeous. She was wearing a beautiful white lace wedding dress.

Julie had actually worried about the fact that she wasn't supposed to wear white because she wasn't a virgin. I told her that if all brides really followed that rule, they would sell three white dresses a year. I assured her that it would be perfectly okay with everyone at the wedding if she wore a white dress.

At 5:00 pm sharp Julie and I stood at the back of the church. The organist started to play. I offered Julie my arm. As she took it she said, "I love you Stevie." I smiled at her and said I love you to Julie and you are a beautiful bride."

She beamed at me as we started down the aisle.

Everyone stood as we entered the church sanctuary. Sandra, Ricky and Jack were all waiting at the altar. As I escorted Julie down the aisle I looked at Sandra. She turned away as soon as our eyes met.

When we reached the altar I gave Julie to Ricky and sat down next to Brenda.
The wedding ceremony was my favorite kind, Short and sweet. When it was over we all cheered while Ricky lifted Julie's veil and gave her a long passionate kiss.

I know that many of you are probably disappointed that Julie's wedding was so very normal. I think that it is important to understand that even dominant hot wives can dream of weddings with beautiful white dresses, grooms in tuxedos, flowers and organ music.

Everything has its place. There are times for outrageous sex and there are times for dreams and formal weddings. On Saturday evening July 21st it was time for Julie Gordon to realize the dream that she has had ever since she was a young girl. She got married in a church. She wore a beautiful white dress and all of her closest friends were there to cheer for her.

The wedding reception was held in the ballroom of the Calvert Hotel. We didn't need that much space but Julie wanted to hold the reception in there so we did.

Julie told me that when she was a teenager and things got really bad at home, she would take the bus downtown and go into the Calvert Hotel and walk around. She would pretend that she was a princess and the Calvert Hotel was her palace. It was like a fairy tale to her. Once I heard that story I would have gotten her the entire hotel if she had asked for it. On her wedding night, Julie Gordon was going to be a princess and the Calvert Hotel was going to become her palace.

The reception started at 6:30. We had an open bar and the cuckold water flowed freely. Everyone had a dinner choice of filet mignon or grilled salmon. The food was excellent.

Julie and Ricky were seated at a small round table with Sandra, Roger and Ricky's older brother Jack. I was seated at a big round table with Brenda, Bobbi, Maddie, Jamal, April and Mark.

After we finished dinner a DJ came out and started to play dance music.

The Baxters group was making making full use of the open bar. The girls were getting pretty loose. Brenda and Maddie kept clinking their glasses so that Julie and Ricky would have to stand up and kiss. At one point when they were kissing Brenda jumped up and yelled, Show us how you really kiss her Ricky."

Ricky dropped to his knees, picked up Julies right foot, pulled her shoe off and kissed her toes. The whole party erupted into happy pandimonium. Everyone was cheering.

Maddie jumped up and started to yell, "Show us some other places you kiss......"

I grabbed Maddie and pulled her down into her chair. "Shhh, not everyone here is into our lifestyle"

Maddie looked at me and said, "Woops. Sorry Stevie, I kind of got carried away."

I leaned over and kissed her. "Maddie I really like you when you get carried away.

Maddie grabbed me and gave me a long french kiss. When she was done she said, "Baby I would love to get carried away with you." She paused and looked into my eyes. "Stevie I would love to teach you the meaning of the word respect."

I laughed. "Maybe someday Maddie but not quite yet."

She laughed. "I was kind of hoping we could slip off to the coat room together and have our first lesmister tonight." She grabbed Jamal. "I guess I'll just have to satisfy my lust by sucking his big hard cock instead."

Everyone at the table laughed. Suddenly Brenda stood up. "Excuse me, I have to go to the ladies room."

I looked at the head table. Sandra was gone. I turned. She was also making her way to the ladies room.

Brenda and Sandra were gone for about five minutes. When Brenda returned she sat down and looked at me. "Stevie in about two minutes I would like you to get up and go to the men's room. I will meet you by the door."

I nodded. After two minutes I got up and made my way to the rest room. Brenda joined me a minute later.

"Stevie this is a letter from Sandra. Please take it into the men's room, go into a stall, sit down and read it. You will understand why we are being so secretive when you read the letter."

I went into the lavatory and sat down in one of the stalls. I opened Sandra's letter and started to read it.



"Dear Stevie,

I know that you have been trying to catch my eye all evening. I have deliberately been avoiding looking at you.

Roger has become insanely jealous of you. I have called out your name 4 times while he was fucking me. I suppose that he can also sense the depth of my love for you. He is watching me like a hawk. He has forbidden me to even look at you tonight.

I think that I am also avoiding your gaze because I feel so guilty about what I have done to you. If it is any consolation, I am probably more miserable than you are. Every night after Roger goes to relax I lay in bed and cry. Baby I miss you so much.

We went to see my lady and man last weekend. They love Roger. They made us relax in separate bedrooms. Isn't that a hoot. My dad said, "Young Lady when you are in my house you will conduct yourself like a young lady." Stevie I am so happy that my daddy likes me again. I just wish that the price wasn't so high.

I saw that the house is for sale. When I get really sad I drive over, park in front of it and dream. Julie told me that you moved back into your old apartment building. I understand. The house must be a very difficult place for you. I drive by your apartment building alot. I guess I am just hoping that I might catch a glimspe of you.

Roger is going to announce our wedding date tonight. I tried to talk him out of doing it here in front of you. He wouldn't listen to me. I think he really wants to try to make you miserable with this news. I'm sorry sweetheart.

Stevie I miss you so much. You will always be the love of my life. I wish that I didn't have to give you up. Baby please believe me. I desperately wish that I could find another way to get my family back. I just can't think of one.

I imagine that you hate me now anyway. I don't blame you. I hate myself to.

Stevie please remember that I will always love you. I will always love you more than I will ever love any other permister in the entire world.

Sandra

I folded up Sandra's note and put it into my tuxedo pocket. I did not want to lose it. This note was going to be something that I would cherish for the rest of my life.

I took out a pen, tore a blank page from the back of my pocket calendar and started to write.



Dear Sandra

I once told you that my love for you is unconditional. I still mean that. Sandra I could never hate you. I will love you no matter what happens. Baby I will always love you.

Whenever you start to feel bad please remember that as long as I am alive, there is one permister in this world who loves you.

I miss you to.

I am glad you have your man back. In the time since you left me I have thought about this alot. If I was in your place and was suddenly presented with the opportunity to get my parents back, I might very well do exactly what you did. My mom and dad are both dead so it could never happen. Still, it helps me to understand the dilemma you are in.

Sandra I truly do love you. I once said to you in one of our kinky little ceremonies that your pleasure was all that mattered.

I meant what I said then and I still mean it now. Knowing that you have your man and lady back makes the pain that I am going through much easier.

I think that this fall I might leave the country for awhile. I have never been to Europe. I would like to see London, Paris and Rome.

If I am gone it might make it easier for you to make the transiton to loving Roger. Sandra I want you to be happy. If you are going to marry Roger, you must learn to love him and you have to forget me.

Stevie


I folded the note up into a small square and went back into the wedding reception.

Everyone was having a good time. I found Brenda. She was talking with Maddie and April. I sat down next to her and slipped the note into her hand.

She walked over to the bar. She leaned against it and stood watching Sandra's table. After a moment she caught Sandra's eye. Neither of them made any sign of recognition. After a moment Sandra leaned over and whispered into Roger's ear. He nodded and she got up and walked to the ladie's room. Roger glanced over at me. He was making sure that Sandra was not sneaking off to meet with me.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Brenda was also making her way to the ladies room.

Brenda returned about five minutes later. She handed me a paper napkin. "Just set it on the table and read it."

I opened the napkin and set it on the table. In big letters it said, "Thankyou Love Sandra."

A few minutes later there was a commmotion at the head table. Sandra, Julie, Ricky and Roger seemed to be arguing.

Suddenly Roger stood up. "Everyone could I please have your attention."

The DJ stopped the music. The room gradually quieted down.

"Most of you know that Sandra Monroe and I recently became engaged to be married. This evening I am proud to announce that we have set a date and a place for the wedding. The date is Saturday September 8th. The place is St. Jerome's Catholic Church on 25th Avenue. I would like all of you to know that on that day, in that church, Sandra Monroe will become my wife."

There was some polite applause. Roger sat down.

Brenda looked at me. "He's a real cuckolds brownie. He did that just to spite you."

I smiled. "Give him a break. I think he is also having a hard time with all of this." I smiled. "I can't blame him for being in love with Sandra. I think that she is pretty easy to love."

Maddie laughed. "Your much too nice a guy Stevie."

I looked at Maddie. "I consider that the highest compliment that one permister can give to another permister. Maddie when I die I hope my tombstone reads, He was a nice guy."

She laughed. "I guess thats why everyone likes you so much."

I smiled at her.

The evening grew late. People started going home. My heart ached as I watched Sandra leave with Roger.

I walked over and sat with Julie and Ricky. "Did you guys have a good time?"

Julie was beaming. "Stevie it was every bit as good as all of the weddings I ever imagined as a young."

Ricky looked at me. "Stevie thankyou very much for doing this. It meant alot to Julie and I."

"Hey I loved doing it. If you haven't noticed I am madly in love with your wife."

Ricky smiled at me. "That makes two of us."

I smiled back. "I am going to head home now. Julie you were a beautiful bride."

"Thanks Stevie. I'll call you this week."

"Thanks Jules. I always love talking to you."

On my way out I ran into Brenda and the gang.

"Stevie its only 11:00, were going to Baxters for a nightcap. Want to join us?"

I laughed and looked at the girls. "Don't try to fool me. You three are going out there looking for a late night fuck."

April laughed and said to me, "You caught us Stevie." She took a more serious tone. "Stevie, its time for you to start rejoining the world. Why don't you come with us. You love sitting in the bar with Bobbi and Mark." She gave me a wicked smile. "I'll take you into the ladies room and let you lick my ass."

I smiled at the three women. "I am getting some wonderful invitations tonight. You guys are really good friends." I looked at April. "Thankyou for being concerned. I promise I will join you in the near future, but not tonight."

April, Maddie and Brenda all kissed me. We said good night and went our separate ways.

I threw myself back into my daily regimen of work, golf and relax. The time past quickly. I was slowly starting to heal.

In the middle of August Julie called me. "Hey Stevie, I talked to Sandra. I got the scoop on her wedding. Want to hear it?"

I laughed. "Sure Jules, whats the plan?"

Julie stopped. "Oh Stevie, I am sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have done this. Is this going to make you feel too bad?"

"No its okay. I am pretty much resigned to the fact that she is going to marry Roger." I paused. "Okay what's the scoop?"

"Stevie they are going to have a tiny church wedding without any reception at all. Roger figured out that if they started inviting guests he would have to invite the entire law school faculty and lots of the University administration." Julie started laughing. "When the cheap bastard started to figure out how much this might cost he panicked."

"No reception at all Julie?"

"Not really, what they are going to do is wait until a month after the wedding and have an afternoon tea at the University."

"I'll bet that Sandra is kind of disappointed."

"Oh Stevie, She is so unhappy. I don't think that this makes much difference to her. The only thing that she thinks about is that she her family accepts her again."

"So are you and Ricky invited to the church wedding?"

"Yes, but were just about the only guests. Sandra's mom and dad and her brother and his wife will be there. Roger's parents will be there. His brother is going to be his best man. I am going to be Sandra's maid of honor."

"I still can't believe that there isn't going to be a reception."

"Well there is, sort of."

"What do you mean?"

"Roger is going to take all of us out to dinner at a restaurant." Julie laughed. "Knowing him it will probably be an all you can eat buffet."

I laughed. It was easy for me to laugh at jokes about Roger.

"How are you doing Jules?"

"Stevie, I am so happy. Ricky is a wonderful husband." She paused. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good Jules. I am working hard and playing lots of golf. If you see Bobbi and Mark tell them that I have a scratch handicap now."

"What does that mean Stevie?"

"I started laughing. "Jules it means that when I play someone for money I had better play my best golf or I am going to lose."

She laughed. "That doesn't sound so good."

"Don't worry, it also means I am playing really good golf right now."

"Hey Stevie, Ricky has been taking golf lesmisters. Would you take him out play sometime?"

"I would love to Jules. I really like Ricky."

"So do I Stevie. Hey Stevie I have to go. Take care of yourself okay. I love you."

"I love you to Jules."

I walked over to her, picked her up and hugged her.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing here? You should be getting married right now. Where's your wedding dress?"

"I don't want to marry Roger. Stevie I want to marry you." She was sniffling as she talked.

I took her hand and led her to the couch. We sat down. I put my arm around Sandra and held her to me. "Now tell me what happened."

Sandra looked at me. "I just couldn't do it. I don't love Roger. I love you."

"But what about your parents?"

"I called them this morning and told them that I was leaving Roger. They're really mad at me." She paused. "Stevie if I have to choose between my family and you, I choose you. Baby you make me so happy. I was so sad the whole time I was with Roger. Stevie I just want to be with you." She paused again. "I hope that together you and I can find some way to make my parents accept us."

She looked at me. "Stevie do you hate me?"

I smiled at her. "Sandra, how many times have I told you this? I could never hate you."

"Will you take me back?"

I started laughing out loud. "Of course I will. Sandra, this is my dream come true. The only thing I ever want in this world is to be with you."

Sandra threw her arms around me and kissed me. "Sweetheart I am so happy. I have missed you so much."

"So tell me what happened with the wedding."

"I left Roger as soon as I got up this morning. Stevie I laid awake all last night. I knew that I couldn't marry him. I would be miserable for the rest of my life if I did that." Stevie I was spending all of my time dreaming about you."

She started crying again. I took out my handkerchief and dried her tears.

"Anyway, I got up really early this morning and wrote a long note to Roger while he was still relaxing." She looked at me. "Stevie I was afraid of him. He really has a temper. The other night he got so mad that he almost hit me." She paused to gather her thoughts. "In the note I told him that I didn't love him and I didn't want to marry him. I said I was sorry for leading him on, but I wasn't going to make a mistake that would ruin my life. I told him that he should cancel the wedding. I was not going to marry him, and I would not be at the church at 5:00. I taped the note to the bathroom mirror and slipped out of the house. That was at 7:00 this morning."

"So what did you do?"

I started driving around. I tried to call you." she stopped. "Where were you today. I called you every 15 minutes this morning."

I smiled at her. "I was playing golf."

She looked at me for a moment. Suddenly she balled her hand into a fist and punched me on my arm. "You mister of a bitch. I needed you today in the worst way and you were playing golf?"

I laughed. "Well I did think that you were going to be busy marrying another man today."

She thought for a moment. "I suppose thats right."

"Okay, continue. Tell me everything that happened."

"After I tried calling you the first time I called my parents. My dad answered. I told him that I didn't love Roger and I couldn't marry him. I told him that I was only marrying Roger so that they would like me again. He asked me if I was going back to you. I told him that I wanted to. I told him that I hoped you would take me back. He asked me why I wanted to go back to a pimp. I told him that you weren't a pimp, I told him that you were a stock broker. He said he didn't believe me. He told me that he was very disappointed in me. Stevie, he hung up on me."

Sandra started to cry. "Baby my daddy still thinks I'm a whore."

I held her. "Listen you at least got to tell him that I am a stock broker. Maybe we can find some way to get him to believe us."

Sandra looked at me. "Do you really thinks so?"

"I don't know, but sweetheart I do know that we are going to try."

She kissed me. "Stevie I am so glad that we are together again."

I looked into her eyes. "So am I Sandra."

"So how did you get here?"

I kept trying to call you, but you weren't home. I didn't want to go any where else. I just wanted to see you. I decided to drive over here and wait for you."

"How did you get in?"

"Leon Your apartment manager let me in."

"Leon let you in?"

"Yes, last fall not long after Julie and I moved in with you, I was walking by the rental office. I saw Leon in there all by himself. I was feeling kind of horny and I didn't have anything better to do so I went in and gave him a blow job. When we were done he made me promise not to tell you. He was terrified that you were going to fire him. He really likes you Stevie."

"He likes me, but he was still willing to accept a blowjob from you."

Sandra laughed. "Give him a break baby. I came onto him pretty hard. He's a middle aged married man. I doubt he gets many blowjobs from young blondes." She paused. "Anyway ever since then he has done anything I asked him to do."

I smiled. "I'll bet he has." I paused for a moment. "Have you talked to Roger at all today?"

"No I am afraid to."

"You are going to have to call him. I will be right next to you. It will be okay." I looked at her. "You haven't eaten today have you?"

Sandra shook her head. "No I was to upset to think about food."

"I'll bet you are starving."

She smiled at me. "Will you make me something to eat?'

"I would love to."

I haven't even had breakfast yet. Would you make me some french toast? I have really missed waking up in the morning and having you make french toast for me."

"Right now nothing would make me happier than making you french toast. " I stood up and took her hand. "Come into the kitchen with me. We can talk some more while I cook."

I was just taking the eggs out of the Refrigerator when suddenly there was an awful banging on the apartment door.

"Sandra open the door. I know your in there. I saw your car in the parking lot."

It was Roger. He sounded very angry.

Sandra looked at me. "Stevie don't let him in. He will hurt us."

I smiled at Sandra, "No he won't. Don't worry. I won't let him hurt you." I looked at her. "Sandra we are going to have to face him some time. We might as well get it over with right now."

I walked over to the door and a opened it. Roger stormed in. "Get out of my way you little cuckolds brownie."

He brushed by me. "Come on bitch your leaving with me right now."

"Leave her alone!" It was my most commanding voice.

Roger turned to me. "What are you going to do about it." He paused, "Sissyboy."

I looked at Sandra. "Pick up the telephone. Get ready to dial 911."

I turned back to Roger. "You are probably capable of beating me up. But I doubt you can do it before Sandra calls the police." I smiled at him. "When the police come I am going to be sure that the newspapers hear about it. Domestic disputes involving the new dean of the University law school make really good front page news."

Roger stopped. He looked at me. "You wouldn't dare?"

I smiled at him. "Try me."

He thought for a moment. "Okay, you stopped me, but she can still leave with me if she wants to."

I nodded. "Absolutely. I have never stopped Sandra from doing anything that she wants to do."

I turned to her. "Sandra, do you want to leave with Roger."

She walked over to me and put her arm around my waist. "Roger I told you in my note that I am sorry that I led you on. I never should have agreed to marry you. I love Stevie. I am going to stay with him."

Roger glared at her. "Listen to me bitch. I am going to make you pay for this. I am going to sue you for breach of promise and I also guarantee that your chances of graduating from the law school are now nonexistent."

I smiled at Roger. "Well I am sure that you are a formidable lawyer and I am certain that you now wield alot of power at the law school, but I think you should consider this."

He looked at me. "What now wimp?"

"Well I will start by calling Jamister Mathews. He is my attorney."

Roger looked at me. "How do you have an attorney of the caliber of Jamister Mathews."

"He happens to be a close friend of both Sandra and I."

He laughed. "Do you have any idea how much and attorney like Jamister Mathews costs?"

"Yes, and it doesn't matter to me. My accountant just told me that my current net worth is just slightly over 17 million dollars. I am willing to spend it all on this battle." I paused. "Roger I maybe a little cuckolds brownie, but I am really good at making money."

He sneered at me. "I don't care. You will waste a fortune. You don't have a legal leg to stand on."

"Oh really? I may not be a fancy legal expert like you, but I do know something about the sexual harrassment laws in this state. Help me out. I think they clearly address the issue of people in positions of power, such as college professors, seducing people in subordinate positions, such as students."

Roger's face started to turn pale.

"Now we might not win the legal battle, but we will make enough of a stink that it gets into the newspapers. How do you think the University will feel about their new law school dean being in the middle of a sordid sexual harrassment suit?"

Roger was starting to sweat.

"By the time the newspapers get done with you, your reputation will be so smeared that the only job you will be able to get in this town is working as a permisteral care assistant to a 500 lb. invalid who can't wipe his own ass."

It was my turn to glare at Roger. "You are not going to file any legal action against either Sandra, myself or anyone connected with us in anyway. You are also not going to interfere with Sandra's law school education in any way. If you do we are going to counter with our own legal action. Do you understand this?'

Roger was silent.

I raised my voice. "Do you understand this!"

Roger stared at me for a moment and said, "Yes."

I smiled "Good, now you are going to apologize to Sandra for calling her a bitch."

Roger looked at me. There was pure venom in his eyes.

I turned to Sandra. "Baby hand me the telephone." I looked back at Roger. You have one chance. It is offered now. It will never be offered again. You can apologize and leave. If you do not do it in the next minute, I am going to call Jamister Mathews and bring the hounds of hell down on you. I paused. "Roger understand this, I am hoping that you refuse. Right now ruining you would give me a tremendous amount of permisteral satisfaction."

I started looking at my watch.

"Your bluffing."

"You have 45 seconds left."

Roger looked like he was going to explode.

"You have 30 seconds left."

Roger took a deep breath and said, "Sandra I am sorry I called you a bitch."

Sandra looked at him. "Roger I once looked up to you, but after living with you I have learned that you are a mean and cruel man." She smiled. "Roger get the fuck out of our house."

Roger turned to leave. As he was walking out I said, "Roger, I maybe a submissive little sissy, but I am one tough submissive little sissy. Nobody hurts my woman. Close the door behind you when you leave."

After Roger left Sandra looked at me. "Stevie, who is Jamister Mathews?"

I laughed. "Honey you have to learn more about the guy who is connected to the cock you are sucking. You call him big dick Jamister."

GH,

As always, a great story Thanks for all the hard work and effort. Permisterally I think Sandra and Stevie need some healing time before they jump back into the cuckold life but that's just my $.02. Thanks again!!

Thanks weslrobt

I appreciate your feedback

I am a little worried about how this part of the story is being received by people. Obviously I stopped writing erotica for a couple of days (I am about to get back to it don't worry). I wanted to build some honest human emotion. I think that it makes the future sex scenes much more powerful.

Please write ot me an let me know if this worked or if I failed miserably. I can survive either answer.

I have been working towards this conflict for sometime now. The healing time for Sandra and Stevie is going to be very quick. I want to return to writing dominant cuckold erotica again.

GH

GH,

I think you did a nice job with human emotion and conflict myself. If you want to read a 10 minute "jack off" story, you can get that anywhere, but the emotional plot development is key to sustaining a longer story. The long stories that only center on erotica get very boring to me after awhile.

I thought you did an excellent job of developing the characters and making us interested in more than just the erotic part. I check back on this story frequently but I check back not just to see what's new and spicy but also to see what is happening with the characters

When I talked about healing time for Sandra and Stevie, I didn't necessarily mean pages and pages of it, but I think there needs to be at least recognition that there is an impact there. Like, they wouldn't be at Baxter's the Thursday after she calls off her wedding on her wedding day, you know? Maybe the week after that tho

Thanks again for all of your hard work.

Thanks again

I also get bored just writing jackoff fodder. I do think that I have tried to provide alot of it. I hope that the big orgy at the beginning of the summer was major jack off material

The whole cuckold issue is about to come up as a point of discussion. I am not sure if I will get to it today, but it is part of the upcoming outline.

GH

I finished cooking our breakfast. It was actually now almost 7:30 in the evening, but Sandra wanted breakfast so we were having breakfast.

We sat at the table and ate. As we ate I thought back to that awful morning when Sandra told me she was leaving me for Roger.

"Sandra do you remember the morning you came home and told me that you were going to marry Roger?"

Sandra looked at me like a hurt puppy. "Baby I will never forgive myself for doing that to you. I don't know what was going through my head. Please forgive me."

I put up my hand. "You are already forgiven. That is water over the damn. No sweetheart what I want to know is do you remember that I also had something I wanted to say to you?"

Sandra shook her head. "I am sorry baby, I really don't. I was so focused on myself at that time that I don't really remember anything you said."

I smiled. "Its okay?"

She looked at me. "Stevie please tell me. I am listening now."

"I'm going to. I just have to build up my courage again." I took a deep breath. "Sandra will you marry me?"

Sandra set her fork down and looked at me. "Stevie do you really mean that?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Even after the awful way I treated you?"

"I told you that you are already forgiven."

Sandra jumped up and ran around the table, grabbed me and started yelling, "Yes,Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes." She paused and looked at me. "Stevie for the past month I was so miserable that I couldn't relax at night. After Roger would go to relax I would lay in bed and cry. To keep myself from crying I would try to imagine how wonderful it would be if I was marrying you rather than Roger." She sighed,"Then I would remember that I would probably never even get to see you anymore and and I would start crying again." She looked at me and smiled. "Stevie marrying you would be the fulfillment of my fondest dream."

Sandra kissed me and started crying again.

I hugged her. She stopped crying.

"Would you like a big wedding in a church like Julie had?"

She smiled. "Oh yes Stevie. I would really like that. When can we get married?"

"Whenever you want. I think you should call Julie tomorrow and start making plans."

Sandra looked at me. "Stevie Wagner you just made me the happiest woman in the world."

Well GH you did it again you made me girlieboy cry and you made my heart go up and down great job.
cuckold sissy wendy white aka tinyboywayne

Thanks CSDW

Thats what I was trying to do, I am glad you enjoyed it. I really enjoyed writing it.

GH

GH
Incredible !!!!! When this whole part of the story started I was besides myself. I didn't know... Well Yes I did, I knew how I felt. I was furious with Sandra. How stupid could she be?? And how dumb is Stevie to sit there and take it like he did.. Is there anybody in the world like him?? I was angry and just not sure of what was going on. I waited for the next post and became more and more befuddled as to what was going on. I knew in my gut that they were going to get back together... They just had to... Then I just read the most recent posts and It came back together. WOW Incredible !!!You have a talent for the dramatic GH and I mean that sincerly. I loved the way Stevie handled Roger... ANd I know there has to be something in the works to handle Sandra's Father and her pesky Sister-InLaw. But that's to come. Thank You GH.
Tinny

GH,

Speaking of Sandra's man, I don't know if you have that piece planned yet, but in case you're soliciting outside ideas, I happened to have one and thought I would share it with you. Just thought maybe if there was feature in Business Magazine about Stevie's company and of course he would be mentioned and a picture in the article, that would give a way to prove his occupation. Anyway, just a thought... take it or leave it... and thanks again!

Weslrobt

Thankyou, I do take suggestions seriously and that is an excellent one. I can't really respond any more than that without giving away the story.

I hope you understand.

Keep feeding me ideas and comments. At this point I need everything I can get.

GH

While we were cleaning up the dishes the telephone rang. I answered it. It was Julie.

"Hi Jules."

"Hi Stevie is Sandra with you?"

"Yes she is here. She is safe and happy."

"Thats a relief. Are you guys working things out?"

"Yes Jules we are back together again."

She started to scream with delight on the other end of the line. I waited until she calmed down.

"You can call everyone and give them the news."

"Stevie have you talked to Roger?"

"Yes we have talked to him. He was really pissed."

"Is he going to make trouble for you guys.?"

"No there is not going to be any trouble. We reached a nice agreement with him."

Sandra laughed when she heard me say that.

"Listen Jules were having a quiet reunion tonight."

"I understand, I'll let you go so you can be with Sandra."

"Thanks Jules, I thought you would understand. I'll have Sandra call you in the morning. She can tell you everything."

"Good night Stevie, Hey I am really glad that you two are back together again."

"Good night Jules. Thankyou, were really happy to."

I hung up the telephone and we finished cleaning the kitchen. When we were done we went into the living room and sat on the couch. Sandra sat on my lap and hugged me. We hugged silently for several minutes.

Finally Sandra looked at me. "Stevie would you fuck me tonight."

I looked at her.

"You once said that you would fuck me anytime I asked you to. Well Stevie I am asking.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. Stevie when I was laying awake at night crying, one of the things that I cried about was that I never got to feel you inside of me." she paused. "I know that we put it off because of our sex game, but I don't care anymore. Stevie you could be *******ed in a car accident tomorrow. I don't want to spend the rest of my life not knowing what it feels like to be fucked by the man I love."

Sandra stood up and took my hand. "Come on baby." She led me into the bedroom.

She got onto the bed and looked at me. "Stevie your my stud tonight. Your my bull. I am going to strip for you. Tonight I am going to be your fuck toy. You can do anything you want to me ." She stopped. "Stevie when I was laying awake in Roger's bed I was sad that I had let other men do things to me that I never let you do to me. That is never going to happen again. After tonight I want to know that you have had me in every way that we can possibly imagine."

Sandra undressed me. She did it slowly and lovingly. When I was naked she laid on her back, pulled her panties down and spread her legs. "Look at my pussy Stevie. Tonight this is just for you. You can do anything you want to it. You can play with it, fuck it and cum inside it."