Sandra and Stevie - A cuckold Soap Opera

Sandra hugged me for a moment and then broke away. She stood very silent for almost a full minute.

I got worried and asked, "Sweetheart is eveything okay?"

She smiled. "Yes everything is okay Stevie. In fact everything is wonderful. Only Stevie I don't think that I want to be your dominant girlfriend anymore. I want to be your dominant wife. Stevie will you marry me."

I laughed. "I thought I was the one that was supposed to ask that question."

She laughed harder. "Not in our case buddy. I intend to be the dominant partner in this marriage. Your going to be my little pussywimp husband."

I got down on my knees. "Sandra, I would love to be your pussy wimp husband and I would love to have you as my dominant wife."

She pulled me up and kissed me.

After a moment, I said, "I think that there is something that I had better tell you."

"What is it Stevie?"

"Lets sit down on the couch."

"Stevie your scaring me. Is there something wrong?"

"No Sandra nothing is wrong. In fact everything is wonderful. Relax and just listen to me for a minute.

"Sandra, do you understand what I do?"

"Kind of, Your a stockbroker aren't you?"

"Yes, but mostly I do research for my firm."

For the next several minutes I described my job and the process that led me to the discovery of the group that became Bentine Pharmaceutical.

When I was done, Sandra said, "Well thats interesting but how does it affect us tonight?"

"When the company went public, I bought some stock. It was $4.00 a share. I bought alot of the stock."

"How much did you buy Stevie."

"A hundred thousand shares."

Sandra thought for a moment, "Stevie that cost $400,000. How could you ever dare to risk that much money?" She thought for a moment. "Can we sell the stock and get the money back? Stevie we could be ruined. How could you ever do such a thing?"

"Sweetheart, relax. The stock rose to $35.00 a share right away and I sold enough to completely cover the initial purchase cost. We don't owe any money."

"Why didn't you sell the rest. You could have made a lot of money." She paused."Can we still sell it. Lets sell it tomorrow."

"Sandra slow down. Let me explain. We were waiting for an important decimister from the Food and Drug Administration. They had to give Bentine permission to market their have. That permission was given this morning at 8:00 am."

"So what happened?"

"I sold all of my stock this afternoon for $94.00 per share."

"How many shares did you still have?"

"85,000"

"Stevie stop messing with me. This isn't funny."

"Sandra I am telling you the truth. Thats why I bought the expensive Champagne this evening."

"Hold it. I'm a little confused. It seems like were talking about alot of money here. Exactly how much is it Stevie?"

"Nearly 8 million dollars."

"How much of that do we get and how much goes to the firm and other places?"

"Well the government is going to take over half in taxes, but other than that its all ours. I'm guessing that we should get between 3 and 4 million dollars."

Sandra stood up and yelled, "Shut up Stevie."

"No its true. Sandra, were rich."

Epilogue

"Shit! 3 million dollars, You gotta be kidding me."

Sandra turned to the bedroom door. "Jules, How long have you standing been there?"

"Long enough to know that I've been part of a lady fuckin fairy tale." Shit Sandra. Whose ever going to believe this. You go out and find yourself a guy who kisses your backside, lets you fuck any guy you want
and then turns out to be a mister of a bitchin millionaire? Honey, The fuckin Brothers Grimm got nothin on you.

I started laughing. "Hey Julie, glad you woke up."

"Who the hell could relax with the two of you carrying on out here."

"Julie, Sandra doesn't know this yet, but were taking the day off in the morning and going to the Mercedes dealership. I was planning on inviting you to go along."

"What? you two need someone to read the fucking pamphlets?"

"No, Julie I'm really grateful for what you did for me tonight. I was thinking that all three of us would pick out cars that we like and I would buy them."

"Any car?"

"Any car."

"One of those cute little sports car convertibles?"

"If thats what you decide you want, sure."

"Shit, now thats what I'm talking about."

"Sandra, If he promises to behave himself. Do you mind if your new fiancee relaxs with two naked women tonight?"

"No sweetheart, I think it would be really nice."

Sandra paused. "Just be sure not to forget that if your tongue decides to go wandering in the middle of the night that my ass and pussy are the only places where it gets to go wandering."

She smiled. "Husband to be, always remember that our marriage is only going to be halfway open. I am the only one who gets to play around. Your going to remain forever faithful and loyal to me."

"Baby, that is the only way I would want it."

Sandra turned to Julie. "Hey Jules you mind if you go back to bed now and leave Stevie and I alone for a minute.?"

She smiled. "No Sandra, I don't mind a bit."

Julie turned to go back into the bedroom. Before she closed the door, she stopped and said, "I'm really happy for you guys."

The door clicked shut. Sandra grabbed me and pushed me down on the couch.

As she knelt between my legs she said, "Baby I just can't live with the knowledge that the guy I love has never experienced one of these."

Sandra brought her face to my crotch and took my little penis into her mouth.

I may not have lasted as long as some of her stud lovers, but I sure did enjoy it. My wife to be really was a bj queen.

The last several installments in this story were heavily revised on Sunday. If you read them on Saturday evening, you may want to go back and read them again.

I am going to take a short break from writing now.

I really enjoyed writing this story and I think that I will come back to these two charachters sometime in the future. I have fallen in love with Sandra.

I welcome all comments and suggestions.

I remind everyone that this is a fantasy. The charachters and institutions are not real.

By the way, Isn't Liz Honey Gorgeous.

GH

Great story, thank You !!!

Thankyou for the story. It is the best I have read for awhile. Thanks again

First time poster here. i'm a sissy slave to my Wife and a cuck wanna-be. Both your recent stories are awsome. Can't wait till you write another. Excellent work!

Thanks guys for your comments

I wasn't sure how this story was being received.

Its nice to hear the positive feedback.

I am already working on a continuation to this story. As I said earlier, I have fallen in love with Sandra.

GH

While surfing the net, I recently encountered pictures of pornstar Staci Thorn

I decided that she really embodies the beauty and raw sexuality of Julie, so I have revised this story and changed my description of Julie.

I hope that that is okay with everyone.

GH

Staci Thorn

Despite the fact that we'd stayed up quite late, I woke early the next morning. I made some coffee and shuffled around the house thinking about all of the incredible events of the past 24 hours.

From time to time, I peeked into my bedroom and looked at the two incredibly beautiful blondes relaxing naked in my bed. I was amazed at my good fortune.

At 8:00 I called Arnie Turner's secretary Janice.

"Morning Janice, this is Stevie Wagner. I don't know how you are going to record it, but I am not coming in to the office today."

Janice laughed. "You and most of the rest of the firm Stevie. Listen, don't worry about it. Your pretty popular with Arnie and Avery right now. I think you can do just about anything you want today and get a way with it."

"Thanks Janice."

"No Stevie, I want to thank you. My husband and I owned some Bentine stock. We have a mister in high school. He is going to go to a really nice college because of you Stevie."

"Thats nice news Janice. I hope he makes you very proud."

"Oh he will stevie, he's a good kid. Were already really proud of him."

"Janice, I'll be in tomorrow."

"Have a wonderful day off Stevie. You deserve it."

I hung up the telephone and went into the kitchen to make some bacon and eggs for breakfast.

The smell of the fresh coffee and frying bacon was all that it took to wake my two relaxing beauties.

"Will you look at this. He not only licks pussy and ass, he cooks breakfast to. Sandy baby, I do believe that your little fiance here might turn out to be the greatest husband a slut like you could ever hope to find."

"Jules, There is no doubt in my mind. No doubt at all."

When we finished breakfast, the girls drove their cars home so that they could shower and put on some fresh clothes.

I cleaned up the kitchen and got dressed. I picked them up at their apartment about 10:30.

The search for new cars turned out to be a little more arduous than I had anticipated. I guess that I had never spent much time shopping with two women.

About a third of the way through the expedition, the girls started to worry about our blowing our new fortune in the first week. I tried to reassure them that I had a pretty good plan for investing a large chunk of the money. They would not be convinced.

It still turned out okay. We ended up at a dealership for one of the big American Auto manufacturers. Each of the girls selected a very nice sports car convertible and I ended up buying a small, very well equipped suv. The cars were on the lot, but they dealer wanted to dress them up for us. We made arrangements to come back for them on Saturday morning and decided to go to lunch.

On the way to lunch, we laughed about the fact that we just weren't luxury car people.

After lunch we still had some time so I took the girls to an upscale department store and told them to go shoppping for clothes. The fears about blowing our fortune disappeared in an instant.

I really enjoyed watching Sandra and Julie try on different outfits. The women's department had a nice stuffed chair. I relaxed in comfort while the girls took turns modeling different outfits for me.

When we were done, the sales lady tallied up the purchases and I paid the bill. As we walked to the car the girls were giddy and giggling. It was a wonderful day.

Our next stop was Sandra and Julie's apartment. Sandra was going to get some clothes and begin the process of moving in with me.

She packed several boxes and I carried them to my car. When I got back to the apartment, I sensed an air of sadness.

"Whats wrong."

Julie looked at me. "I'm going to miss not being with you guys."

"Julie, don't be silly, from now on were going to be together alot."

"I hope so. Stevie, until last night, we didn't know each other very well. I really like you alot."

"I really like you to Julie."

Sandra kissed Julie on the cheek. "I'll call you in the morning Jules and don't forget, we have to see each other on Saturday to get the cars."

We walked to the car silently. We were both kind of sad.

As I pulled the car from the curb, Sandra said, "Julie doesn't have any family. Her parents were *******ed in an accident when she was really little. She was raised in foster homes. We have lived together for the last 5 years. I'm the closest thing to a family that she has ever had."

She was quiet again for a moment. Finally she said, "Stevie, How would you feel about it if Julie came to live with us."

I laughed. "You mean would I mind if a beautiful woman moved in with us and spent every evening walking around the house naked?"

Sandra punched me in the arm.

"Ow, that hurt."

"Well you deserved it, I was being serious."

I looked at Sandra for a second. "No babe, I wouldn't mind at all. I really do like Julie."

I thought for a minute.

"I guess we had better go house shopping right away so that we have enough space."

Sandra got really quiet. After a moment she said, "What did you just say?"

"Well need more space."

"No about the house."

"What about it. Sandra, were getting married right? We have money. Married couples buy houses. It makes financial sense."

Sandra started to cry.

"Sweetheart, whats the matter?"

"Stevie before I met you, I was just a law school slut. I didn't think that I could ever keep a husband. The idea of actually buying a house was unthinkable."

"Well start thinking Sandra."

Her face brightened and lit up with a big smile.

"Stevie, can I call Jules right now and tell her the good news?"

As she started to dial, I said "Hey why don't you tell Julie that we'll pick her up tomorrow afternoon. I'll set up an appointment with a real estate broker for around supper time. When were done with the meeting, we can go look at some houses, then we'll take her to dinner."

Sandra thought for a moment. She closed her cell phone and sighed. "Baby, I'm sorry. I can't."

"Why not?"

"I have a date."

The words hit me like a punch to the stomach. Fortunately were were just arriving at my apartment. I parked the car. We both sat silently, Neither of us moved or said anything.

Finally Sandra spoke.

"I actually made the date weeks ago, before I even met you. He's a friend of Bob Downings, you know, that older professor that I see. The guys name is Richard Stevens. He's a big contract law prof from Boston. He's coming here to do a seminar tomorrow."

She looked at me to make sure I was listening.

"The way Bob explained it, Richard has always been kind of conservative. He's never cheated on his wife or anything like that. He just turned 50. He's got that middle aged itch that some men get. He's going to be in town one night. He asked Bob if he would take him to a strip club. Bob told him that he thought he could do better. He told him that he knew a student that had a thing for older guys."

She smiled at me. "Its true you know, I do have a thing for older men."

I nodded. "Julie told me that last night."

Sandra laughed. "Good old Jules." Then she went on. "Well anyway, Bob told him about how I really like giving blow jobs. Apparently Richard went nuts. His wife thinks they're dirty. She won't do them. She's the only woman he's ever been with. He has never had a blow job."

"Until last night, I had never had one either."

Sandra started to laugh. "Well you got a fabulous one last night and believe me buddy, Richard Stevens is going to get the best I have tomorrow night."

She looked at me. "Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't know that all of this wonderful stuff was going to happen to us. Honey I've promised Bob. I can't back out and I would feel awful about getting Richards hopes up and then letting him down."

Sandra stopped. She was thinking.

"No, no I'm not sorry. Baby this is what you agreed to last night. This is how our life is going to be. I am going to date other men and I'm going to be doing it alot. Sometimes it is going to interfere with your life, but that is the way it is going to be."

She paused again and thought some more.

"Sweetheart, I'm really horny right now. I haven't been properly laid since last Sunday night. I'd accept a date for tomorrow night even if the guy called tomorrow morning."

"We had sex last night. You had an orgasm with me."

"And sweetheart it was wonderful, but I want some serious cock. I want a great big hard dick in my mouth and my pussy. Bob says Richard is really hung. Honey I can't wait for tomorrow night. My panties are getting wet just thinking about it."

"But how about that guy in your apartment last night when I called you. He had a big cock didn't he?."

"Honey, I sucked him and that was nice, but I made him leave before we had a chance to fuck."

She stopped.

"Stevie I think that both of us are forgetting exactly how we defined our relationship last night. I shouldn't have to remind you that I am your dominant girl friend and you are my submissive boyfriend. I date who I want, when I want. That is my right and after we are married it will be my marital right."

Her tone became very authoritarian. "We are going to go inside now. When we get up to your apartment, you are going to get on your knees and pull down my jeans and my panties. While you lick my asshole, you are going to beg me to go out with Richard tomorrow night. You are going to beg me to give Richard Stevens my best blow job and then you are going to beg me to let Richard Stevens fuck me and cum in my pussy."

When we got up to the apartment, I undressed my beautiful fiancee and as she pulled down her panties I got on my knees.

"Ms. Monroe. I fully accept the fact that it is your right and priviledge to date whoever you please whenever you please.

I apologize for questioning your authority. I beg you to go out with Richard Stevens tomorrow night. I beg you to take pleasure and satisfaction from his superior cock. I beg you to give him your best blow job and when you are done, I beg you to let him fuck you and cum in your pussy."

Sandra bent over and rested her arms against the wall.

"Very good wimpboy. You may kiss me now."

I pulled Sandra's ass cheeks apart and started to kiss and lick her asshole.

"Thats a goodboy."

As I licked her, Sandra said. "If your really well behaved tonight and lick me to at least three orgasms, I might be willing to let you help me get dressed for my date tomorrow night."

I was starting to get very excited about Sandra's date.

make him eat it...

I really don't know how long I was on my knees licking Sandra's asshole. Tonight it seemed like she couldn't get enough. It was almost as if she was demanding my total presentation.

I kept my tongue buried deep in her ass. There was something about Sandra's attitude that made me feel afraid to act without her direction. In the past there was sense of play when we did this. Sandra would tease me and talk dirty. It was a game. Tonight, it was different. Tonight Sandra was silent. It almost seemed like this was a ceremony. I began to feel like I was surrendering my manhood and my free will to her.

I kept my tongue in her ass. I wasn't afraid. I had already made my decision. I was more than willing to give this woman everything that she was now demanding. I was eager to surrender to Sandra.

Sandra stood up. It was almost as if she had just read my mind and understood that my presentation to her was now complete.

She turned and looked down at me. Neither of us spoke. We didn't have to. We both had a very clear understanding of what had just ocurred.

"Pull my panties off."

I pulled Sandra's panties down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. She was now completely nude.

"Get up Stevie."

As I got off my knees she said. "Take your clothes off. I want you naked."

As I stood, I asked, "Sandra, are you going to call Julie?"

She slapped me hard. It wasn't a playful slap. She meant to hurt me and she did.

"Tonight, you will address me only as Ms. Monroe. Also, unless you want to feel the sting of my wrath again, I stongly suggest that you hold your tongue. If I want to hear your questions or your opinions, I will ask for them."

She turned towards the bathroom. As she went in she said, "Get your clothes off."

Sandra left the door open. As I undressed, I watched as she sat on the toilet and peed.

When she was done, she called to me. "Come in here wimpboy."

I went into the bathroom.

"Its time that you start to attend to my permisteral needs. Kneel down. Take two squares of tissue from the roll." Sandra spread her legs apart. "Dab my pussy dry."

I did as I was told.

As sandra stood up, she patted me on the head. "Thats a goodboy. Now drop the tissue in the toilet and flush it. When you are done meet me in the bedroom."

Sandra was sitting on the bed when I came into the bedroom. She stood and walked over to me. She grabbed my nipple and started to twist it really hard. As she was doing this, she whispered into my ear, "Are you enjoying this baby? I hope so, because I really am."

Something told me that I could "break charachter" for a moment. "Yes, sweetheart, I am. This is like a dream come true for me."

Sandra kissed me on the lips and said, "Baby, I love you so much." We hugged. After a minute, Sandra's expression changed to a devilish grin. "I want to play some more."

Sandra grabbed me by my hair and threw me on the bed. I am not a big man and she caught me by surprise, so she was able to handle me quite easily.

She got onto her knees on top of me. All of her weight was pressed into my stomach. She had me pinned. I was powerless to stop her. She grabbed me around the neck and held me to the bed.

"Wimpboy, its time for you to give me pleasure."

Sandra turned so that she faced my feet. She moved back. Her cunt was directly over my face. Slowly, so very slowly, she lowered herself onto me. She was wet, very wet.

"Eat me. Eat my cunt wimpboy."

Sandra started to rock back and forth on my face as I licked and kissed her pussy. She leaned forward so that her engorged clitoris was pressing against my lips. I took it into my mouth and began to suck on it.

"Oh yes, thats right, suck on my clit. Suck it and lick it just like I am going to suck and lick Richard Steven's cock tomorrow night. Think about that wimpboy. Think about me being with another man. Think about Richard's great big cock in my mouth. I can't wait. Baby, I just love sucking great big cocks."

Sandra reached down and carefully touched my tiny erect penis. She was just barely making contact. It was obvious that she did not want me to cum.

"Look at your pathetic little peepee. I want a man's cock, not a pathetic little toy like this. I'm hungry for real cock. I want to suck Richard Steven's cock so badly."

She paused.

"Guess what Speedy." She stopped and laughed. "Hey what a great name for you. Speedy, I love it. Just like that little cartoon mouse. That pretty much sums you up, a little mouse dick that cums in a flash."

Sandra had to stop to catch her breath. The whole time she was talking, I was sucking and licking her clitoris. We were both moving into a state of uncontrolled sexual excitement.

"Speedy, after I get done sucking Richard's cock I am going to let him fuck me. Think about that Speedy. Think about another man putting his big hard cock into your future wife and fucking her."

She paused. "Guess what else I am going to do."

She laughed. "No this is something I'm not going to do. I'm not going to make Richard wear a condom. I am going to let him fuck me bareback."

The level of Sandra's voice was beginning to rise. She was losing control.

"Think about it baby. Think about Richard thrusting that big hard dick of his in and out of my wet pussy. I can't wait Stevie. I can't wait to feel that huge ridgid cock fucking me. Baby, its going to be so wonderful when I feel his big muscles tense up as he starts his orgasm. I so desperately want to feel Richard ejaculating his hot semen deep inside of my unprotected womb."

As she said this, I could feel Sandra's muscles becoming tense. She stopped trying to talk. She stopped moving. There was a moment of calm before the storm erupted.

She screamed. It was a loud piercing scream that soon became a cry. It seemed like the explosion of orgasmic pleasure was tearing her apart. She forgot all about me. Her weight pressed down on my face. I was having trouble breathing.

Sandra's cries of passion soon became wimpers. She relaxed and slumped forward. I was able to breathe again.

We laid together like that for several minutes. Sandra was on top of me, laying on her stomach. Her face was next to my tiny erect penis. Her sopping wet cunt was directly in front of my face.

I was hoping that she might jack me off as she lay there, but after several minutes she rolled off of me, turned around and laid next to me.

Sandra must have read the disappointment in my face. She kissed me and said, "Baby, I'm not ready to let you cum yet. I want to play some more. Remember, I have a nice reward for you if you get me to three orgasms tonight." She laughed. "You still have two to go."

She laid her head on my shoulder and cuddled up to me. After a minute, she pulled herself up and looked at me.

"Baby am I being too mean to you? I know that it makes you really hot when I call you names and make fun of you." She stopped and smiled. "It makes me really hot to." She got serious again. "But I don't ever want to hurt you or make you feel bad. You know that don't you baby?"

I smiled at her. "No Sandra, your not being too mean, and I know you love me. No, sweetheart, I am having a wonderful time."

I got off the bed and got down on my knees next to Sandra.

"Ms. Monroe, I beg you not to get even meaner to me."

You might remember that we have a couple of codes when we play this game. The first is that the more I beg Sandra not to do something, the more I want her to do it. The other code is to let her know if she goes to far. If I use the word dull, she will stop whatever she is doing.

Sandra looked at me and said, "Really. My my aren't you the little pervert." She started laughing again. "Lucky for you that I'm an even bigger perv than you are."

She got off the bed. "Okay Speedy, the game is on. No more out of charachter breaks. Your my little love slave for the duration."

She stopped. "Just remember, we always have the word, dull."

I smiled at Sandra and said, "Ms. Monroe, I don't believe that you can make me say the word dull."

Sandra stared at me for a moment. "Speedy, Is that a challenge?"

I bowed my head and said, "I would never be so presumptious as to challenge my mistress, but I am quite certain that she cannot make me say the word dull."

Sandra burst out laughing. "Wimpboy, the game is on."

Suddenly, she reached down and pulled me up to her. She threw her arms around me and kissed me. "Stevie Wagner, I love you so much. You are the most fun man in the entire world."

I slipped back to my knees and kissed Sandra's pussy. "Ms. Monroe, you are the most wonderful woman in the world and I love you very very much."

Sandra giggled as she felt my tongue tickle her clit. Then she pushed me away. "Back off for a minute Speedy. That last orgasm was pretty intense. I need a little break down there."

She grabbed my hair and pulled me up. "Speedy, I'm hungry. Go make me a grilled cheese sandwich."

As I turned to go to the kitchen Sandra gabbed my balls and squeezed them really hard.

"Thats just a little sample of what you have coming." She slapped my butt and said, "Now off to the kitchen with you. Oh and Speedy, make a sandwich for yourself also."

I was getting out the frying pan when I heard Sandra call me from my den.

I went to see what she wanted. She was seated in front of my computer. She had already turned it on.

"Last night you mentioned that you found some internet porn sites that relate to us. Show me one so I can look at it while you make our dinner."

"Try cuckoldplace.com. It seems to be the best site."

Sandra was typing on my computer as I went back to the kitchen.

I grilled two sandwiches and put each one on a plate with some potato chips. I poured two glasses of milk and put everything on a tray and carried it to the den.

Sandra's attention was focused on the computer monitor.

"Ms. Mamister, I have your sandwich."

"Set it on the table next my chair."

I set her sandwich down and placed mine on the computer desk so that I could also read the monitor while we ate.

We both ate our sandwiches and drank our milk while we read the articles on the web site.

"Cucky, we have names. You are a cuckold. You are going to be my cuckold husband and I am going to be your hot wife. There are other people just like us. That makes me really happy to know that."

Sandra finished her sandwich. "Wimpboy, take the dishes to the kitchen and wash them up while I finish reading this article."

It only took me a few minutes to wash up a couple of dishes and the fry pan. When I came back to the den, Sandra was closing out the web site.

Sandra jumped up and grabbed me by my nipple. As she led me to the bedroom she said, "Okay wimpboy, breaktime is over. Its time to play."

For the next two hours we played relentlessly. Sandra was a cruel bitch. She pinched me, slapped me, taunted me and called me names. She made me lick and kiss every part of her body. She described past and future love affairs in great detail. She had an active imagination and she made full use of it as she tried to find new ways to humiliate me and demean me.

We both had a wonderul time. Sandra didn't have two more orgasms, she had three.

After her last orgasm, Sandra lay cuddled next to me. She started to giggle. "Stevie, we really are a couple of pervs. Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

I softly kissed her forehead and said, "Yes, sweetheart. Maybe even more."

She kissed my lips and said, "There is still one more thing we have to do."

Sandra slid down my body until her face was even with my tiny little penis. She took it into her mouth. She was very gentle. She was trying to make me last for just a little bit. I laid back and closed my eyes. She started to suck me. It didn't take long. I quickly felt that familiar tingle of excitement as my dicklet stiffened and the little dribble of semen squirted onto Sandra's lips.

She crawled back up my chest to my face. My cum was dripping from her lips. "Lick your cum from my lips Stevie. Lick it up and remember how it tastes. Tomorrow night when I get home from my date, I am going to sit on your face and let you lick another mans cum from my pussy. His semen will taste different than yours. Every man's cum tastes different. As my cuckold husband, you are going to learn to recognize which of my lovers I have been with just from the flavor of his cum.

Sandra and I slept like babies that night. We both woke early the next morning. We each had a big days ahead of us.

Bob Downings had recruited Sandra to Help with the seminar that Richard Stevens was here to put on. She wanted to get to the law school early. It was a continuing education seminar for practicing lawyers. It was scheduled to start at 9:00 am. Sandra planned to be there by 8:00.

After having yesterday off, I was anxious to get into the office and catch up on all the activity surrounding Bentine Pharmaceutical.

I gave Sandra a ride to the Law School. As we drove, we talked about our plans for the day.

"Stevie, the seminar is scheduled to end at 3:30. I promised Bob that I would stay and help him tie up loose ends, but I should still be back at your apartment by 5:00 at the latest."

She thought for a minute. "I am supposed to meet Richard for dinner at his hotel at 7:00. That should give me plenty of time to get ready."

She got a lascivious look on her face. "Are you going to get home in time to help me get dressed? I really think that helping me get ready to meet my lovers should be one of your duties."

"I really don't know what is going to happen at the office today, but I can't imagine that anything would keep me from being home by 5:00. Sandra, do you want me to pick you up at the law school on my way home?"

She considered that and said, "Thanks sweetie. I don't think I'll need a ride. I can either get Julie to bring me home." she smiled. "I am sure she would like to see us. or I can get Bob to run me to your place." She laughed, "I suppose that I can always stop at home and get my car if I really need to."

She paused. "Stevie would you drive me to the hotel tonight? I would really like that."

I looked at Sandra and smiled. "Baby, I would be honored to do that."

I pulled up to the curb in front of the law school. Sandra gave me a quick kiss and said, "Love you baby. See you tonight."

I watched as my beautiful girlfriend hopped out of the car, hurried up the steps and disappeared into the law school.

I drove to the office. Everyone was really happy.

At 11:00 Avery, Arnie and Jonathon Wright; the third partner in the firm; summoned me to Avery's office.

We all sat down at Avery's conference table. Avery started the meeting. "Steve, we are all very happy with your performance. The Bentine project was excellent work. You did such a good job that the three of us have been thinking." He paused. "Steve you are an outstanding researcher. We have a proposition for you."

Arnie stepped in. "Stevie, we would like you to start doing research on a full time basis."

I looked at them. "Does this mean that I wouldn't have clients anymore?"

"Yes, if you accept our offer, your clients will be reassigned to other brokers."

Avery jumped back in. "Of course your salary will be adjusted to make up for any commission revenue that you would lose."

Jonathon stepped in. "Steve, you would still keep an office here, but you would also be free to work at home. That would be up to your discretion. Our only provision would be that the three of us want to meet with you at least twice a week so that you can keep us appraised of the status of the groups you are watching."

Avery spoke up again. "Steve, we also feel that you have earned a nice salary increase. Arnie what was it that we decided on?"

"Stevie, If you elect to accept our offer, we are prepared to raise your salary to $240,000 per year. That will include the compensation for loss of any commission revenue because you are giving up client responsibilities."

I almost fell on the floor. My salary including commissions last year was $90,000. They were more than doubling my earnings.

I looked at them. "Thats alot of money."

"We think your worth it. We don't want to take the chance of your being lured away by another firm."

Avery looked at me. "What do you think Steve."

I started smiling. "Where do I sign."

I went back to my office and started to consider the ramifications of this new development.

The financial implications were my first consideration. I took out a pencil and paper and started to list my assets. After building a financial picture, I called the bank down the street and made an after lunch appointment with one of their officers.

The meeting at the bank went very well. It was 3:00 when I got back to my office. I sat down at my desk and started to make a new financial planning sheet that included the information from the bank. Several ideas were starting to take shape in my mind.

At 4:40 I glanced at my watch. I had lost track of the time. I cleaned up my desk and rushed out of the office. Sandra would be getting home soon. She would be starting to get ready for her date with Richard. I wanted to be there with her.

I pulled up in front of my apartment building at 5:00 pm sharp. As I parked, I noticed that there was a large Lexus parked in the space immediately behind me.

I quickly walked to my apartment, unlocked the door and let myself in. I smiled when I noticed Sandra's purse on the dining room table. I assumed that she was in the bedroom starting to get ready for her date.

I looked at the bedroom door. It was closed. I thought that that was kind of an odd thing for Sandra to do. Neither she nor Julie were very concerned about privacy.

I opened the door. I was really anxious to see Sandra. I stopped dead in my tracks. She was in the bedroom, but she wasn't alone. There was a very distinguished looking middle aged gentleman with her. His trousers were around his ankles. Sandra on her knees sucking his cock. She was naked.

My first reaction was to cry out in shock and storm out to the room. It took some effort, but I managed to control that initial response. Instead I stayed in the doorway and watched

I became mesmerized as I stood there. I had imagined the scene before me many times in the past week. This was the first time that I actually witnessed it.

Julie was right, Sandra was very good at giving head. I assumed that the gentleman was Robert Downings. As Sandra sucked Roberts large erection she watched his eyes. She was obviously gauging his reactions to her efforts. She noticed Robert sigh from pleasure. She closed her eyes and continued the sucking motion that had elicited the sigh.

Sandra noticed me standing there. Her focus of attention shifted from Bob to me. I smiled to myself as I realized that she was now performing for me rather than for Bob.

Suddenly it dawned on me that she had orchestrated this. She had planned all along to get Bob Downings to give her a ride home. She knew this man. She knew that he would never refuse the offer of a quick blow job.

The timing was a bit of a gamble. As it turned out it worked perfectly.

I relaxed and enjoyed the show.

Suddenly Bob seemed to sense the change in Sandra's focus of attention. He turned and noticed my presence.

I was afraid that he might get mad, or ask me to leave. Instead he smiled, looked down at Sandra and said, "Sandy, Where are your manners, you should introduce me to your fiancee."

Sandra took Bobs cock out of her mouth, lasciviously licked the large head and said, "Stevie, this is Professor Bob Downings. You have heard me talk about him many times. I told him all about you and I today." She smiled. "He is really quite intrigued about our relationship."

"Nice to meet you professor Downings."

"Nice to meet you Stevie." He paused and chuckled to himself. "That is your name isn't it?" He pretended to think. "No I think that I have heard another one." He pretended to think again. "Speedy, yes, that was what it was. He was chuckling. "Yes Speedy." He started laughing out loud. "Well Speedy, I hope you enjoy this little show every bit as much as Sandy and I do." He returned his attention to Sandra. "Alright Sandy, time to make Big Bob happy."

Bob was clearly enjoying taunting me. Sandra had said that he was rather kinky.

Sandra looked at me and gave Bob's cock a long slow lick and shifted her gaze back to him. He became her lover again. His pleasure was now the focus of her attention. She started sucking his cock in earnest.

I suppose that I should have become angry, but I didn't. Instead, I just stood in the doorway feeling humiliated. As I watched, I noticed that I had an erection. Suddenly I understood that I wasn't going to get mad at Bob. I realized that he was treating me exactly the way I wanted to be treated.

As I watched her work, I began to marvel at Sandra's s*******. Her hands and her mouth worked in tandem. When she licked the head of Bob's cock, her hands stroked his ridgid shaft. When she took his cock into her mouth so that she could suck it, her fingers either squeezed the base of his cock or she cupped and fondled his balls.

Bob seemed to particularly like it when Sandra used her tongue to tickle the sensitive little spot underneath his huge cockhead while she vigorously stroked his arching shaft.

As Bob's blow job continued, Sandra changed her technique. She started to suck on just the head of his cock. At the same time, her left hand stroked his shaft while her right hand massaged his big balls. Her mouth and hands worked together in a smooth easy rhythm. It was almost like she was performing a well choreographed dance. As she worked her magic, she would gradually increase the tempo of her performance to a frantic pace. This intense stimulation would elevate Bob's lust and move him towards an orgasm. As she felt him nearing the edge of no return she would pause until Bob was able to regain control of his passion. When she was assured of the fact that he could again control himself, she would start her dance anew and bring him to the threshold of another orgasm.

Sandra did this three times. On the fourth repetition, Bob said, "Now baby, I want it now. Do it to me!"

Sandra took his cock out of her mouth, aimed it at her tongue and began to vigorously jack Bob off. He quickly tensed up. His big cock began to ejaculate spurt after spurt of semen into Sandra's open mouth.

Sandra slowed the motion of her hands. She was now milking his cock. She was working to coax every bit of his precious love juice from his softening penis.

Sandra looked up at Bob. He stepped back and reached down and pulled up his pants. As he fastened his zipper and buckled his belt He said, "Speedy You fiancee is one hell of a cocksucker."

He turned to me. "Usually, I would throw Sandy on that bed about now and fuck the living daylights out of her, but not this afternoon." He looked at me and laughed. "Don't start thinking that my decision not to fuck your girlfriend right now has anything to do with your presence wimpboy." He shook his head. "I'm planning on using your bed to fuck your little sweetheart quite alot in the future." He smiled. "No, your little girlfriend is going to be a fuck toy for a buddy of mine tonight. I want her to be nice and tight for him."

As he walked out of my apartment He said, "I think Sandy would like to give you a nice big kiss Speedy. The two of you can share that mouthful of cum that I just gave her." He laughed some more. "Wimpboy, I think your going to get quite familiar with the taste of my semen.

I was just a little stunned as I stood there. Sandra slowly stood up. She was watching me trying to gauge my reaction. A dribble of Bob's semen was running down her chin.

I walked over to Sandra, took her in my arms and kissed her. She opened her mouth and pushed a large glob of Bob's cum into my mouth. I gagged for a moment. Bob produces alot more semen than I do. The consistency of that much cum at one time is a little hard to get used to.

I swallowed some of it and rolled the rest around the inside of my mouth with my tongue. It took a moment before I got my gag reflex under control again.

Sandra led me over to the bed and we sat down.

"Stevie, I'm sorry, I didn't know that Bob was going to be quite that rude to you." She paused, "I guess I got kind of carried away this afternoon. I'm really happy about you and I and I want to share my happiness with my friends. Bob is a friend. I'm sorry if I told him a little bit too much about us."

She stopped to think.

"I know Bob can be kind of rough. I think that I have told you that he is really dominant. He treats me pretty rough sometimes, and I really like it when he does that. I suppose that it is only natural that that treatment will spill over to you."

She looked at me. "Sweetie, I really love you. If you ask me to stop seeing Bob, I will."

She reached out and took my hand.

"Please don't be mad at me because I was giving Bob a blow job in your bedroom. I was trying to be good. I thought I was being really clever. I thought it would get you really excited to actually get to see me with another guy. I worked all day to get the timing just right."

She shook her head and started to cry. "I guess I'm just a fuck up. Nothing I ever do seems to turn out right."

I squeezed her hand. "Sandra, its okay. I realized right away that you were doing that for my benefit.'

She looked at me. "You did?'

"Yes, and I really did enjoy seeing you in action. Baby you give an incredible blow job."

Sandra smiled. "I do don't I. Stevie it may not be much but I really am proud of my ability to suck cocks."

I took out my handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

"As far as telling Bob about us, I want your lovers to know everything about our relationship. We've talked about this. I don't know why, but the humilation that comes with your seeing other men is a big turn on for me. I want you and your lovers to flaunt your infidelity in front of me."

I paused to think.

"Your right, Bob did come on pretty strong. I am still not sure how I liked it. Its kind of like be careful what you ask for because you just might get it." I thought for a second. "Lets not worry about it right now. If I decide that I am really offended by him, we can always arrange it so that I'm never around when you see him."

Sandra put her arms around me. "Stevie, your so wonderful. You always know what to do."

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was 5 minutes to six. I jumped up. "Sandra look at the time. We have to get you ready for your date with Richard."

Sandra looked at the clock and yelled, "Shit, We have to hurry. Stevie, start the water running in the shower while I lay out my clothes."

Suddenly Sandra stopped. "No we have one other thing to talk about. This is really important to me. Stevie, I called Julie this morning. I told her about how it is okay with you if she moves in with us. Honey, She started to cry when I told her. Then she screamed when I told her that we are going to buy a house. Stevie she is so excited. We met for lunch today and all we could talk about was what the house should be like. Oh baby, we are both so happy. Listen. neither of us has a date tomorrow night so can all three of us go out for dinner together?"

I smiled. "yes Sandra that would be nice. I also have alot more news in that area."

Sandra looked at me."What, what is it. Tell me."

"Sorry baby, we don't have time right now. I'll tell you tomorrow at dinner."

"You cuckolds brownie. I am going to be in suspense all day tomorrow."

"You'll live. Now go get your clothes out. You don't want to be late for this date."

"Just one more thing Stevie. Jules told me about your little secret fanatasy. She said you were afraid to tell me because you were worried about what I would think." She smiled. "Well I think its really hot. Jules sent you this present. I think you had better open it."

Sandra picked up a gift wrapped package from the dresser and handed it to me.

I tore the paper off of the package. There was a pink box inside. I took the top off the box and pulled out a pair of lacey pink panties.

"Go on take your clothes off and put them on."

Sandra watched as I stripped off my suit and boxer shorts. When I pulled the frilly panties on she clapped her hands and said, "That is the perfect outfit for a cuckold husband to wear while he helps his hot wife get ready for a date with another man."

I turned on the water in the shower so it would get hot while Sandra laid out her clothes.

"Hey Stevie, Do you mind if I wear the necklace and earrings that you bought me the day after we met?"

"No baby, I want you to wear them. You look really beautiful when you have them on."

She came into the bathroom. "Thanks, your sweet. I just thought that you might like it if I only wore those for you."

"No baby, Your like a work of art. Your beauty needs to be shared with the world, not hoarded away."

"Stevie, you really know the right things to say to a girl."

She kissed me and jumped into the shower. She got herself nice and wet and sat down on the edge of the tub and started to shave her legs and pussy.

"I was planning on teaching you to do this for me tonight. I'm sorry, we just ran out of time. I can get it done much quicker if I do it myself."

"Its okay Sandra, I am sure that we will have many opportunities in the future."

She laughed. "Oh baby, I hope so."

Sandra finished shaving, got back into the shower and bathed. As she was bathing, she got a naughty look on her face and handed me the soap.

"Here sissyboy, Wash my pussy so that its nice and clean when Richard fucks me tonight."

Sandra was toying with me.

I loved it. I took the soap from her and gave her cunt the most thorough washing it had ever had."

She turned around. "Now wash my ass. I want it nice and clean so that you can lick it for me when I get home from my date tonight."

That was a request that didn't need to be repeated.

When she was done, Sandra rinsed herself off and I handed her a towel as she stepped out of the shower.

Sandra went into the bedroom and put on her lingerie while I set up her makeup mirror in the dining room.

She came out of the bedroom and sat down. I watched as she put on her eye shadow and lipstick. I noticed that she had brought the necklace and earrings out with her.

I picked up the white gold necklace and carefully placed it around Sandra's neck. As I fastened the clasp, I whispered into her ear. I want you to look really beautiful for Richard tonight. I want him to want to make love to you over and over again. I want you to come home to me feeling completely satisfied.

Sandra stood and kissed me.

I looked at my watch. It was 6:40. "We don't have time for this right now. Go put your skirt and blouse on. We have to go."

Sandra laughed. "My aren't you getting bossy."

"Thats right, I am. Somebody has to make sure that you get to you lovers on time."

We both ran into the bedroom. While Sandra finished dressing, I pulled on a pair of jeans and a polo shirt. She put on the new red skirt and black sequined blouse that she had bought at the mall yesterday. She slipped her feet into her black spike heeled pumps and walked out to the dining room.

She stopped at the dining room table and put on her earrings. She turned to face me and did a little pirouette. "How do I look?"

"Baby, your going to drive Richard wild."

She grabbed her purse and said, "Lets go."

I drove quickly. We just barely had enough time to get to Richard's hotel by 7:00.

Sandra was excited. "Baby, Richard put on such a wonderful lecture today. You know he really is very smart. He puts on seminars all over the country. He's really famous. Oh and he is so handsome. Bob showed me a picture of him, but the picture just doesn't do him justice. He is so tall and he has thick brown hair. Oh and baby he has really broad shoulders. You know, he is in very good physical conditon. He must work out all the time. Baby he is so sexy."

I was starting to get really quiet.

Sandra noticed. "Honey, why are you so quiet."

She thought for a moment.

"Oh baby, are you getting jealous? Sweetheart its okay, I'm just going to meet Richard for dinner. When were done eating he'll take me up to his hotel room. I'll give him a a blowjob and then I'll let him fuck me. Baby, I'm not going to fall in love with him. When were done fucking, I'm coming home to you. Baby I'll always come home to you. You don't ever have to worry about that."

I smiled at her. "Sandra I know that. I just want you to remember that I love you."

I love you to Sweetheart. I love you more than any other man in the whole world. I will always love you.
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I pulled up in front of the hotel.

Sandra looked at me, "Stevie, I am pretty sure that Richard will want me to go home after he has fucked me. It might be pretty late. Do you want me to take a cab?"

"No sweetheart, Definitely not. I don't care how late it is. Call me, I will come down here and pick you up."

She gave me a quick kiss. "Gotta go."

As Sandra got out of the car I called to her. "Hey Sandra."

She turned. "What Stevie."

"Give Richard the best blow job you have okay."

She laughed. "You got it baby."

She ran up the steps. The doorman opened the door for her and she disappeared into the hotel.

Watching your fiancee go into a four star hotel to meet another man for sex is an incredibly erotic sight.

Another great section. It is rare and welcome to see this in the context of two people who care about eachother. I look forward to hearingof the two girls plans for him

Tef

Thanks, I'm glad that the caring relationship is getting across. That is what I am trying to create here.

GH

As I drove away from the hotel I was able to relax just a little bit. It had been a very eventful day and the last hour had gotten kind of hectic.

It was nice to take a breath and slow down.

I didn't feel like going straight home so I went for a drive. While I was driving, I started to think about The encounter with Bob Downings. I was trying to make sense out of my reaction to the way he treated me. He was very dominant and he certainly said very humiliating things to me. Why didn't I just view his use as part of the fantasy and submit to him?

To him? Maybe thats the answer. Maybe I am not interested in submitting to anyone but Sandra.

He also acted like a bully and I react very negatively to bullying.

Well it was fun to see Sandra actually giving a blowjob.

As I drove I started think about Sandra and Richard. They were probably eating their dinner right now. I was certain that she was fascinated by his conversation. I envied him at this moment. I would have loved to have been dining with Sandra.

It was at this point in the evening that I began to comprehend the fact that one of the most difficult challenges that a cuckold faces is passing the time while his wife or girlfriend is out with another man.

I knew that I had to find some diversions. I needed something to occupy my mind.

I thought of going to the movies, but I knew that wouldn't work. I get bored at the movies under the best circumstances.

I ended up going shopping. and I hate to shop.

It didn't really work. As I browsed through the store, I kept imagining Sandra and Richard. I looked at my watch. It was nearly 8:15. They must be done with dinner. I couldn't imagine that either of them were in a frame of mind to want to linger over dessert and coffee.

They must be getting to Richard's room by now. Sandra wouldn't wait for Richard to make the first move. As soon as the door was closed she would be all over him. I was also certain that Richard wouldn't be shy. I was sure that Bob had made it clear to Richard that Sandra was his for the taking. I think the phrase he used was fuck toy. Sandra was going to be his buddy's fuck toy. Richard would certainly be pawing Sandra within seconds of the moment they entered his hotel room.

I decided that shopping was a waste of time and a poor diversion. I went to my car and started for home. Maybe at home I could find something to help pass the time.

On my way to my apartment I started to remember how excited Sandra was when she told me that Richard had never had his cock sucked. I knew that one of the big attractions for her on this date was that she would be giving an older man his very first blow job.

I was certain that she would be having trouble controlling herself. She probably wouldn't even allow time for them to get undressed. I knew my girl. She would be reaching for his crotch as quickly as she could.

I started smiling. Sandra loved to suck cock. As soon as she felt Richards erection, my sweet baby would be sliding to her knees.

I pulled up in front of my apartment and parked. As I walked up the front sidewalk I started to think about Sandra on her knees in front of Richard. I remembered what I had learned from watching Sandra with Bob this afternoon. She was an artist.

She would unzip Richards pants and pull his huge cock out. I imagined her looking at me and saying something like, "Baby this is a wonderful cock. This is a cock worth sucking."

I was smiling. My baby was good. she wouldn't just stick Richards dick into her mouth. She would play with it first. She'd tease him. She'd kiss and lick the head and maybe then stroke him a little.