The Party, The Story Continues

I was talking to Rick Miller and Todd Bentley. We'd spent the last hour dissecting the National Football League. All three of us were pretty takes. We were at a party at Pete Damon's house.

As I listened to Rick talk about his beloved Green Bay Packers I noticed that people were leaving. It was getting late. The party was winding down. I realized that I was tired. I was ready to go home.

I looked around for my wife. I didn't see Janet anywhere.

I turned to Rick and said, "Hey I gotta go find my wife."

Rick nodded and kept on talking to Todd.

I walked into the dining room. Janet's good friends Lisa and Meg were sitting at the table flirting with several guys.

I walked over to them. "Lisa have you seen Janet?"

There was this uncomfortable silence for a moment. Meg started to giggle. Lisa looked at her and shook her head. Meg quieted down immediately.

Lisa looked at me and said, "No Robbie, I haven't seen her for at least a half hour."

I nodded. "Okay thanks."

I walked into the kitchen. There were several guys in there standing around takeing beer. I knew Don Maxwell.

When I walked in he smiled and said, "Hi Robbie, want a beer?'

I shook my head. "No thanks, I've had enough. Hey have you guys seen Janet?"

The guys all looked at the floor. I think that two of them might have been smiling. Don took a sip of beer and said, "Sorry buddy I haven't seen her for at least a half hour."

"Thanks." I turned and left the room.

As I walked back into the dining room one of the guys caught up to me and tapped me on my shoulder.

I stopped.

"You might want to check upstairs."

I turned and looked at him. He was chuckling. It almost seemed like he was enjoying a little joke.

I walked upstairs. At the top of the stairs a couple was making out. As I walked past them they glared at me. It was almost like I'd ***d their privacy.

There were four doors in the upstairs hallway. Three of them were open. The last door on the right was closed.

I looked in the three open doors. The first one was a bathroom. The next two were bedrooms. They were empty.

I stopped when I got to the fourth door. I could hear voices in the room. As I listened I realized that one of the voices was Janet.

I cautiously opened the door and peeked in.

Janet was lying on her back on the bed. She was naked. Brad Thomas was on top of her. He was also naked. He was fucking my wife.

I stood silently and watched. Brad had a huge penis. He was much bigger than I was. My wife cried in ecstasy each time he plunged that enormous cock into her cunt.

After a moment, Janet turned and saw me in the door. She must have sensed my presence. There was a look of horror in her eyes. We stared at each other. I think she was waiting for me to make a scene.

Brad noticed that my wife's focus of attention had changed. He stopped fucking Janet and turned. When he saw me in the doorway, he glared at me.

I wilted.

Janet read my reaction and smiled. "Robbie close the door and wait downstairs. Brad and I will be done in a little while."

Janet turned back to her lover and said, "Brad baby I want to be on top for a little bit."

I stood still. I was both horrified and fascinated by the scene in front of me. I didn't know what to do.

Brad rolled over onto his back. As Janet straddled him she looked at me and said, "What the fuck are you still doing here. I told you to wait downstairs."

Now I moved. I timidly closed the door. Brad and Janet started laughing.

I heard Brad say, "What a wimp."

I did feel like a wimp as I obediently slunk downstairs to wait for my brazenly adultorous wife.

When I walked through the dining room Lisa called to me. "Hey Robbie, did you find Janet?'

Everyone started to laugh.

When I got back into the living room Rick Miller and Todd Bentley were still sitting in the corner talking about football.

I sat back down in the chair I'd occupied earlier. I didn't really feel like talking to anyone, but I needed a place where I could blend into the party. I felt like I was on display. I was sure everyone was staring at me.

Rick Miller looked at me when I sat down. "Did you find your wife?"

I sighed. "Yes."

"Where is she?"

I hesitated for a moment. I wasn't sure what I should say. Finally I shrugged. "She's talking to someone."

Thankfully Rick nodded and went back to his conversation with Todd.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I immediately saw Brad on top of my wife pumping his cock in and out of her cunt. The image was burned into my mind.

I was trying to decide what I should do when I heard Janet's voice behind me. "Robbie, it's getting late, it's time to go home."

I turned. My wife was standing behind me. She was smiling. I looked around the room. No one was talking, everyone was staring at us.

I noticed Brad Thomas standing at the base of the stairs. His attention was focused on me. I think he was trying to gauge my reaction to what just happened.

I avoided his gaze. I didn't want to make eye contact with him.

I nodded to my wife. "Yes it is getting late. I'll get our coats."

I went to the bedroom that was used for coat storage, sorted through the pile of jackets on the bed and found ours. When I returned Janet and I quickly said a few quiet goodbyes and left.

My wife and I rode home in silence. Janet was driving. When we went out together we generally took her car. It was quite a bit nicer than mine.

As soon as we got home, we both went into the bedroom. I was just starting to get undressed when Janet finally broke the silence. "Robbie we need to talk about what happened tonight. We can't just ignore it."

I looked at her and nodded. "All right."

Janet led me into the living room. She sat down on one end of the couch and I sat down on the other end. For a moment we just stared at each other. I don't think either of us knew exactly how to start.

I finally broke the ice. "Was this the first time for you and Brad?"

"Yes."

"Why tonight?"

Janet shrugged. "I don't know. You were busy chatting about football. I started talking to Brad. He just split up with his wife last year. He was telling me about his divorce. He had a bottle of wine with him. He kept refilling our glasses. We were both feeling pretty loose." She sighed. "Somehow we ended up in the back hall. We were alone. Brad kissed me and I kissed him back. The next thing I knew, we were going upstairs."

"Are you going to see him again?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"Have there been other men?"

Janet looked up at me. She seemed to hesitate for a moment. Finally she took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

Her answer shocked me. I was expecting her to say no. I was assuming that tonight’s fling was a one time transgression.

I stared at my wife. "How many?"

Janet sighed. "Several."

"Several? How many is several?"

Janet didn't answer.

"Three?"

Janet stared at the floor and whispered, "More".

"Five?"

My wife kept staring at the floor.

I bit my lower lip. "How many Janet?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, I don't keep count. Probably about a dozen"

My mouth dropped open. "We've only been married for just over two years."

Janet nodded. "I know."

For the next few minutes we both silently stared at the floor. I think Janet sensed that I needed a moment to digest this information.

Finally she turned to me. "I'm sorry Robbie."

I nodded. "So am I."

"Robbie, there are some things you don't know about me." Janet paused. She was obviously thinking about what she was going to say next. "You didn't know me in high school and college." She took a deep breath. "I guess you could say I was a campus slut." She shook her head. "Robbie I love sex. I've always loved sex."

She smiled at me. "But I also love you. Robbie I love you almost as much as I love sex." She laughed. "That's saying a lot."

Janet's voice got very quiet. "Before I met you I had fifty lovers, but none of those men loved me. I was lonely. I had lot's of company, but no one to talk to and then you came into my life. The last two years have been the happiest years of my life."

"I can imagine they have. You've been having a pretty good time." My voice had a bitter edge to it.

Janet shook her head. "No Robbie, they were wonderful because of you."

"Well you sure didn't do a very good job of thanking me."

"I tried Robbie, believe me I did. After we got married I went a whole month without seeing another guy."

I laughed. It was a sarcastic laugh. "A whole month."

"I know, it doesn't sound like much, but it was a lot to me." She smiled at me. "That was the longest I've gone without a good fuck since I graduated from high school."

"What do you mean? We were having sex, we were having a lot of sex."

Janet leaned forward. "Sweetheart, I love you dearly, and you're a wonderful man, but in the sex department you don't quite measure up. You have a small penis, you cum quickly and you're only good for one erection a night."

I closed my eyes. Janet wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know.

After a moment I looked at my wife. "I try very hard to please you."

"Yes Robbie you do." She smiled at me. "You have become an absolute artist with your tongue."

Janet sighed. "But sweetheart, I need more than that. I love big cocks. I love sucking them and I love being fucked by them."

I stared at the floor. I knew that I was supposed to be indignant, but I wasn't. The truth was, I was excited. I didn't want to admit it. It seemed very wrong, but I could not deny the fact that I had an erection.

Janet seemed to sense my reaction. She stared at me. "Robbie, I don't believe you're all that upset about what happened tonight. This isn't the time to be guarded; this is a time for us to be open with each other."

I kept staring at the floor. I knew Janet was right, but in our culture men are supposed to be tough studs who jealously guard their women. How could I possibly admit to anyone that I got excited when I saw another man fucking my wife.

Janet kept staring at me. "Robbie, I am sorry that I cheated on you. I was wrong. I should have told you." She smiled. "But you're not completely innocent either."

I looked up. "What do you mean."

Janet shook her head. "Robbie, you need to learn how to delete the history of the sites you've visited on our computer. When I'm out in the evening, you're not exactly sitting home knitting."

My wife stared at me. "Yes Robbie, I know about the female domination sites. I've looked at all of them."

My mouth suddenly felt very dry. I started to get nervous.

"Do you really want me to do all those nasty things to you?"

I bowed my head. I didn't know what to say. I was suddenly very embarrassed.

"But those aren't your favorite sites are they Robbie?"

I stopped breathing for a moment. I knew immediately what Janet was talking about.

"You have two sites that you visit every day. What's that funny word they use?" Janet thought for a minute. "Oh yes, I remember. Cuckold, that's the word isn't it Robbie?"

Janet chuckled. "It's kind of ironic isn't it? You have this secret little fantasy that you're afraid to tell me about and as it turns out, you're actually living it."

I was suddenly very ashamed. I bit my lower lip. "I'm sorry Janet."

My wife looked at me and laughed. "You're sorry?" She picked up my hand and held it. "Honey, you have nothing to be sorry about. I'm the one who needs to be apologizing. You might have a secret fantasy world, but I'm the one who's been cheating."

Janet stared into my eyes. "Robbie I'm sorry. I hope that you can forgive me. I love you so much, and I don't want to lose you."

I looked at my wife. "I love you to Janet."

I really did. Janet was the best thing that ever happened to me. I never could figure out why she was attracted to me. I'm a skinny little wimp with slightly effeminate mannerisms. I've known that I was lousy in bed since I was a freshman in college.

Janet and I met standing in the checkout line at the grocery store. I was totally amazed when this gorgeous woman started talking to me. I don't know why, but I was very relaxed with her. We both started cracking jokes. We had a wonderfully funny conversation about the food in our shopping baskets.

Janet was ahead of me in line. When she was done checking out, she actually waited for me while I checked out. As soon as I had my groceries she asked if she could buy me a cup of coffee.

The next thing I knew, we were dating.

I looked at my wife. "I don't want to lose you either."

She smiled at me. "Really?" She paused. "Even after you saw me with Brad?" Her voice got quiet. "Even though you know about all the different men?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

Janet and I stared at each other for a long time.

Finally she spoke. "I won't stop seeing other men. I don't think I can. I won't lie to you about it anymore, but I am going to continue dating."

I looked at the floor. I had to think. Here it was, this was the heart of the issue. If I wanted to stay with Janet I had to agree to actually become a cuckold.

I laughed to myself as I realized that no that wasn't the issue. I was already a cuckold. I had to agree to accept my status as a cuckold.

Janet recognized my indecision. "Robbie I think you want this just as much as I do."

I looked at my wife.

"This evening when you found Brad and me in that bedroom, you didn't do anything, you didn't say anything. You just watched. Admit it Robbie, you were excited by what you were seeing weren't you?"

I knew she was right, but it's a very difficult thing to decide to do something that's contrary to everything your culture considers normal. In our society men don't let their women relax with other men.

I bit my lower lip and stared at Janet.

My wife pressed her argument. "Think of all the fun we can have. When I come home from a date I promise to describe every detail to you.

Janet stood up, pulled the top of her dress down and exposed her large breasts. "Robbie, look at my breasts. Men love these breasts. Brad loved playing with them tonight. He's a rough lover. He likes to pinch and pull on my nipples."

I took a deep breath. My wife was getting me very excited.

Janet recognized what was happening and smiled. She quickly pulled her dress off. She wasn't wearing her panties. I assumed they were lying on the bedroom floor at Pete Damon's house.

I looked at my wife. She was gorgeous.

Janet stared into my eyes. "Robbie think about what you saw when you opened the bedroom door tonight. I know that you fantasize about this, but that wasn't a fantasy, that really happened. You really did see Brad Thomas fucking me."

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Janet leaned over, opened my shirt and slipped it off of my shoulders.

“Robbie, take your pants off. I want you to be naked now.”

I quickly stood and pulled my trousers, underwear and socks off. I tossed everything onto the chair next to the couch and sat down again.

We both looked at my crotch. My tiny penis was sticking straight up.

"You got excited when you saw me with Brad didn't you Robbie. Don't be shy baby. I love you. I care about you. You can trust me with your deepest most guarded secrets. I promise I'll never hurt you."

Janet whispered into my ear. "Together we can make your fantasies become real."

I bit my lip. I wanted to scream out "Yes!" I wanted to tell Janet the truth. I wanted to admit that nothing excited me more than the thought of seeing her with another man, but I couldn’t do it. Janet was right when she called it a deep and guarded secret. It was. This fantasy was so secret that I could barely even admit to myself that it existed.

Janet could read my fear. "It's okay Robbie, we'll go slow." She leaned forward. "You did get excited when you saw me with Brad, didn't you?" Don't say anything baby, just nod your head."

I looked up at Janet. She was staring into my eyes. I took a deep breath and slowly moved my head up and down.

Janet patted my cheek. "That's very good Robbie."

My wife's voice got quiet. "Brad has a big cock. It's much bigger than yours. You saw that didn't you?"

Again I nodded.

Janet leaned forward, grabbed my chin and held my face up so that she could look into my eyes. "Robbie I want you to do something for me. I want you to do me a favor. It's just a little favor. Will you do that? Will you do a little favor for me?"

I whispered the word, "Yes".

"I want you to hold your penis. Just hold it for me baby, that's all I want you to do. Will you do that for me?'

My voice quavered with excitement as I answered Janet. "Yes, I'll do that."

I put my hand on my tiny cock. Just touching it felt good.

Janet nodded. "Thank you Robbie, now I want another favor. I want you to kneel at my feet."

I stared at Janet.

"I'm going to become very dominant for a little while. You'd like that wouldn't you Robbie?"

A thrill rocketed through me. "Yes, I would like that very much." My voice was barely audible.

Janet smiled. "Then do as your told and get down on your knees." She spoke in a tone of voice that made it sound like she was talking to a small young.

I obediently slipped off the couch. My wife nodded with approval when she saw me submissively kneeling at her feet. "That was very good Robbie. It pleases me that you're being so well behaved. I would hate to have to punish you tonight."

I looked up. Janet read the expression of shock on my face. "Yes Robbie, you heard me correctly. If you don't obey me, I'm going to spank you. You understand that don't you?" Janet was staring into my eyes.

I was very excited. I took a deep breath and answered. "Yes Mistress Janet I understand, I..."

Suddenly I stopped. I looked up at Janet in horror. I hadn't intended to say Mistress Janet, it just slipped out accidentally.

Janet noticed my concern. "That's okay Robbie, I like the title." she paused, "In fact I think that from now on whenever we're at home you should address me that way."

I politely bowed my head. "Yes Mistress Janet."

Janet extended her foot. "Robbie, would you like to kiss your Mistress's foot? It's meant as a reward for being obedient."

Janet must have seen some of the web sites dealing with foot fetishes. She knew this would excite me.

The moment I called Janet, Mistress Janet and she didn't get upset, my whole attitude changed. It was almost as if I'd crossed over a line and accepted a new life.

I started to relax. I smiled at Janet, picked up her foot and reverently kissed it. As I kissed it I looked up at her and said, "Thank you Mistress."

Janet smiled at me. She sensed the change in my attitude. She immediately started to push me.

"Robbie I want you to take your hand off your penis."

I did as I was instructed.

"Very good." Janet's tone of voice became very serious. "Robbie I want you to think very carefully before you answer my next question."

I looked up at Janet.

My wife stared at me. "Do you want me to become your dominant mistress? Robbie think carefully before you answer. If you say yes, it means that we will no longer be equals. You will be my slave. I will demand total obedience from you."

I fully understood why Janet told me to take my hand off of my penis. She was being serious. She wanted to know that my answer was coming from my heart rather than my gonads.

I looked up at her. "Do you want to be my dominant mistress?"

Janet nodded. "Yes, very much."

I closed my eyes. I had to think. I knew that I also wanted this, but surrendering your will and your freedom to another permister is not something that is done lightly.

Janet watched me. She wasn't trying to hurry my decision. We both understood the gravity of her question.

I don't know how long I thought about Janet's question. It was probably less than a minute, but it seemed like hours. Finally it came down to three facts. I loved Janet, I trusted Janet and I longed to be her slave.

I looked up at her and smiled. "Mistress, I ask you to please accept me as your slave. I promise to faithfully serve you for the rest of my life."

Janet grinned at me. "Robbie honey, nothing would make me happier."

Janet turned and kneeled on the couch. She was presenting her ass to me. "Slave I want a demonstration of your devotion. I want you to kiss and lick my asshole."

Janet's command made me shiver with excitement. I'd licked her asshole before, but just one time.

It was last New Years Eve. We'd been at a party at Al and Sarah Bennett's house. The cuckold water flowed freely and both Janet and I were feeling very uninhibited by the time the party ended.

Janet was acting unusually frisky when we left the Bennet’s house and relentlessly pawed me as I drove her car home.

As soon as we got to our house we ran into our bedroom and tore our clothes off. When we were both naked Janet pushed me down on the bed and we started wrestling. Much to my embarrassment, my wife quickly pinned me.

Janet climbed on top of me as I lay helplessly on my back. She kept my shoulders pinned against the mattress while she pushed her knees into my stomach. I'll never forget the look in her eyes when she said, "Say uncle little boy."

Her knees were powering the air out of my diaphragm. I was having trouble breathing. I just managed to croak out the word, "Uncle".

Janet giggled and turned around so that she was facing my feet. I remember her saying, "I won, now I get to make you do anything I want and I want to do this."

Janet sat down on my face and pressed her cunt against my lips. She squealed with delight when she felt me push my tongue into her very moist pussy.

Janet was very excited and my tongue was getting her even more excited. She started rocking back and forth on my face. I quickly realized that she was fucking my mouth.

We feel into a savage rhythm. Soon Janet was rocking her entire body back and forth while she mashed her cunt into my face. I was just as excited as she was. I tried to make my tongue reach every part of her pussy.

Suddenly my wife rocked back so that her asshole was directly over my face. Without thinking, I pushed my tongue into that forbidden orifice.

Janet immediately stopped moving. I started to get nervous. I was about to pull my tongue out of her ass when she sighed and leaned further back so that I could push my tongue deeper into her.

I relaxed and started licking Janet's ass with unbridled passion. Janet responded by pressing her ass against my face. I was having some trouble breathing, but I didn't care. Nothing was going to stop me from licking my beautiful goddesses ass.

As I licked her, I realized that Janet was rubbing her clit. Her excitement grew rapidly and it wasn't long before my wife had the most violent orgasm that I'd ever witnessed.

As soon as Janet recovered from her orgasm she slipped down to my crotch and gave me the sweetest blowjob I've ever experienced.

When she was done we cuddled up together and fell arelax.

The next day we both acted as if it never happened. I was always too shy to bring it up. I've never understood why Janet didn't want to do it again. Maybe she felt that it was something she would never do for me, so she didn't feel right about asking me to do it for her.

I guess that theory makes sense, because now that we've established Janet's supremacy in our relationship, the demand came immediately.

Janet turned. I positioned myself between her legs and very carefully spread the cheeks of her beautiful ass.

I was so excited that I was shivering. I closed my eyes and slowly lowered my face to Janet’s luscious bottom. She cooed when she felt my lips make contact with her asshole.

A tingle of excitement rippled through me as I pushed my tongue into my goddesses dark tunnel. I was submitting to the will of my dominant Mistress. I was abasing myself for her pleasure. I was proving myself to her.

Janet sighed as I kissed and licked her ass. "Robbie this feels so good, it makes me feel so powerful. I want you to do this for me every day for the rest of our lives."

I beamed with pride. My Mistress was pleased. That was all that mattered to me.

I wrapped my arms around Janet's thighs and buried my face in her ass. We were like two lovers locked in a passionate hug, only this wasn't the embrace of traditional lovers this was the embrace of Mistress and slave.

As I hugged my Mistress I realized that the traditional embrace was now going to be reserved for her stud lovers.

I love your writing GH. I look forward to more of this story as well as the Ginger story. Take care.

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Hey m37s and peak

It's nice to hear from both of you. I still haven't finished my course, in fact I have absolutely no business spending this weekend writing. It is still probably going to be May or June before I get back to Ginger and Mikey and I don't know when I will have another chance to add to this story.

This weekend my wife is in Las Vegas with a friend. Being rather irresponsible and since it it still too cold here to play golf, I took this opportunity to play hooky from my studies and write.

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Janet finally rolled over and sat up. She pulled me up next to her and gently kissed my forehead. It felt like the kind of kiss a lady gives to her little boy.

"Thank you Robbie, that felt wonderful." She nuzzled my ear and whispered, "Now I want you to lick my pussy."

I looked at my wife. I didn't move. I saw Brad Thomas fucking her less than two hours ago. I clearly remembered that he wasn't wearing a condom.

Janet noticed my reticence and immediately understood my concern. "Yes Robbie Brad Thomas fucked me tonight and he did cum inside me." She sighed. "Baby if you're going to be my slave, you're going to have to get used to the idea of licking me after I've been with another man."

Janet smiled at me. "you know, this won't be the first time you've done it."

I stared at Janet.

"If I remember correctly you did it for the very first time on our second date."

I kept looking at Janet. I was on my knees. She was now my Mistress. I wasn't quite sure how I was supposed to act.

"You took me to dinner at the Kensington Grill that night. Do you remember?"

I nodded.

"Do you remember that I was a little flustered when you arrived. I wasn't quite ready and I was racing around trying to get dressed while you waited in the living room."

I nodded again.

Suddenly Janet stopped. She stared at me for a moment and then she smiled and patted the spot next to her on the couch."

"Baby come up her and sit next to me."

I got up and sat on the couch next to Janet.

As soon as I was seated she said, "Baby we're going to have to figure out some rules for this game we're playing." She picked up my hand and squeezed it. "I don't want to gain a slave and lose my husband. Robbie I still want to be able to talk with you, eat dinners with you, go for walks with and do all of the wonderful things we do together. Baby you're the love of my life. I don't ever want to give you up." She shrugged. "I don't know how we’ll work all of this out. We're both smart people so I am certain that we will but I know that I want to continue being me and I want you to continue being you."

I smiled at Janet. "I would like that."

She put her arms around me and kissed me. We kissed for a long time.

Janet finally broke off the kiss and looked at me. "Robbie do you want to hear about what happened on our second date or will it make you feel too bad."

I shrugged. "It might make me feel bad, but if I'm going to be your cuckold, I'd better get use to this. Tell me the rest of the story."

"Do you remember that night?'

"Yes, I remember it very well. When I arrived you really did seem to be flustered. You were way behind schedule. I had to wait in the living room while you took a shower."

"Robbie do you remember passing a guy on the stairs when you walked up to my apartment."

"Maybe, I don't actually remember. That was two and a half years ago now. I really wasn't paying much attention. I was awfully excited about seeing you."

Janet kissed my cheek and giggled. "You're so sweet."

Suddenly I grasped what Janet was trying to tell me. "Were you with another guy before I got there that day?"

Janet nodded. "It was Jerry Freeman. He just kind of dropped by about 3:00. I tried to get him to go, but he was very persistent and baby I've never been very good at saying no." She shrugged. "Jerry kissed me and I melted. The next thing I knew we were in my bedroom. Both of us were naked and Jerry was fucking me."

She sighed. "Jerry fucked me three times that afternoon. The third time he fucked me he was like the Eveready Bunny. He just kept going and going. I couldn't make him cum. I finally had to get him off by sucking his cock. It was the only way I could get him to leave."

Janet shook her head. "The first two times he fucked me he filled me up with about a gallon of semen. I tried to wash it out of me while I was taking a shower, but I was still leaking while we were having dinner at the Kensington Grill."

Janet stared into my eyes. "By our second date I was already madly in love with you. I was so worried that you were going to find out what I'd done and dump me."

I picked up Janet's hand and held it. "I was already in love with you to. I don't know what I would have done if I'd found out, but I suspect that we would have found a way to get through it."

Janet squeezed my hand. "Robbie you're a wonderful man."

I winked at her. "And I'm just learning how to be a wonderful cuckold slave. Tell me the rest of the story."

"There really isn't much more to tell. If you remember, I suggested that we go back to your place to rather than mine. I was certain there was a big wet spot in the middle of my bed."

Janet giggled. "That was the first time you ate my pussy."

I nodded. "I gather it was also the first time that you served me a cream pie."

Janet raised her eyebrows. "That's certainly an interesting way to put it."

"It's a phrase from one of the cuckold web sites."

"I assumed it was." Janet reached down and massaged my crotch with her hand. I had an erection. She giggled. "It feels like my cuckold slaveboy is ready for another cream pie." She leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Is my little cuckboy ready for some late night dessert?"

I took a deep breath and slipped off the couch. As I kneeled between Janet's legs I looked up at her and asked, "Do I have a choice?"

She grinned at me. "Not unless you want to be spanked."

I was just about to kiss Janet's pussy when she stopped me.

"Cuckboy wait for a moment. I want to resolve something before we go any further."

I looked up at Janet. I was about to speak when she put her hand up and stopped me. "Slave you are on your knees. This is our first rule. When you are on your knees you will not speak without first getting permission from me. If you wish to speak you must say, "Mistress Janet may I have permission to speak." She paused and looked at me. "I may or may not grant that permission. It will depend on the situation and my mood. If I do not grant you permission and you choose to speak anyway, I promise you that you will be severely punished. Do you understand me?"

I nodded. I was careful not to speak.

Janet smiled. "That’s very good slaveboy. Obedience is a virtue for you."

Janet sat back on the couch and relaxed. She looked like a woman who enjoyed being in control. I was quite certain that the impression was correct.

I patiently waited on my knees for Janet to speak again. She took her time. I think she was establishing her dominance.

Finally she said, "Cucky earlier tonight you were very hesitant about discussing exactly what you saw at the party. I would like to try talking about it again. Will you talk about it now? You have my permission to speak." After a moment she added, "Slave if you are not ready to talk about it, it will be all right for you to tell me that."

I took a deep breath. "Mistress Janet, I believe that I am ready to talk about it now."

Janet smiled at me. "Very good. Robbie I want you to hold you penis in your hand. You may squeeze it, but be gentle. You must not cum right now. If you cum I will punish you."

Janet leaned forward. "Robbie do you understand that from now on you will always have to have my permission before you’re allowed to cum? You may answer me."

Orgasm denial was of course a staple of the cuck web sites so this wasn’t a surprise for me.

I looked up at Janet. "Yes Mistress Janet, I understand."

Janet nodded. "Good, Robbie you are being very obedient right now, that pleases me."

I grinned. I was Janet's slave. She was my Mistress. Pleasing her was now my primary goal.

Janet grabbed my upper arm and held it. "Robbie I want you to squeeze your penis." Janet was whispering. Her voice was just barely audible.

"I want you to squeeze your penis and think about what you saw when you opened the bedroom door at the party tonight."

I closed my eyes and remembered the moment when I first looked into the bedroom. It wasn't difficult, the image was burned into my mind.

"Robbie, tell me what you saw."

"Mistress Janet, you and Brad Thomas were on the bed. Both of you were naked. You were lying on your back. Brad was on top of you."

"Robbie refer to him as Mr. Thomas. You must never again call my male friends by their first names. They are now your superiors."

I took a deep breath. This was my deepest fantasy coming true.

"Robbie, what was Mr. Thomas doing to me?"

"He was fucking you Mistress Janet."

"Did seeing that excite you?"

"Yes Mistress Janet, very much."

"Did you enjoy watching?"

"Yes, very much but..." I hesitated.

Janet reached down and picked up my hand. "Tell me baby, it's okay."

"I was shocked and my feelings were hurt and I was also really embarrassed."

Janet took my hand. "Robbie, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. Please understand that I love you. I enjoyed it when Brad fucked me tonight, but I don't love him. Robbie, you're the only man I will ever love."

I looked up at Janet. She was smiling at me. It was a warm and tender smile. I took a deep breath and said, "Mistress, I love you to."

"Even if I let other men fuck me?'

"Yes, even if you let other men fuck you."

Janet took a deep breath. "You understand that I am going to keep doing that."

"Yes Mistress Janet, I understand."

"Are you willing to accept that?"

"Yes Mistress Janet, I am."

"I'm going to bring some of these men to our house. As my slave I will expect you to wait on them. Robbie are you willing to agree to that?"

Now it was my turn to take a deep breath. Janet was demanding total commitment. A little thrill rippled through me. I would have been disappointed if she’d demanded anything less.

I looked up at her and grinned. "Yes Mistress Janet, I’ll agree to that."

Janet giggled. "Robbie honey we’re going to have so much fun together."

I slowly nodded. I would have verbally agreed, but I didn't have Janet's permission to speak.

Janet moaned as I leaned forward and gently kissed her pussy. That was all I did. I didn't lick her and I didn't suck on her clit. At this moment I was madly in love with my wife and I wanted to express that love. My kiss was a kiss of passion. I guess that you might say this was a movie kiss except that I wasn't kissing Janet on the mouth, I was kissing her cunt.

Janet giggled. "Baby that's wonderful, but I want your tongue. Robbie I'm so horny right now that I could burst. Lick me baby, lick me and make me cum."

Janet cooed as I started licking her cunt.

I knew how to satisfy my wife with my tongue. Janet was a good teacher and I was a willing learner. She taught me well.

As I kissed and licked Janet's cunt I thought about the events of the evening. Oddly, for me the high point may well have been getting to lick Janet's asshole for a second time since we met.

As I continued pleasuring my Mistress I thought back to that wonderful New Years Eve party. It was after that party that I first had a chance to lick Janet's ass.

As I thought about the party I remembered that Janet had been blatantly flirting with Don Maxwell. I also remembered that during the party Janet and Don had mysteriously disappeared for over an hour. I smiled to myself as I put two and two together. I was suddenly quite sure that Don fucked Janet that night.

I stopped licking Janet's cunt and looked up at her.

Janet looked down at me. "Baby what's wrong?'

"Mistress Janet may I have permission to speak?"

"Of course baby."

"Mistress Janet did Don Maxwell fuck you during the New Years Eve party at Sarah Bennett's house?"

Janet looked at me. "Honey whatever made you ask me about that?"

"I was just remembering the first time I got to lick your asshole."

Janet giggled. "That was a fun night wasn't it?"

I nodded. "Yes it was."

Janet got very quiet. After a moment she said, "Yes baby he did. Does that upset you?"

I grinned at Janet. "Not anymore. Now it makes the night even more exciting."

Janet reached out, grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her cunt. "Eat me cuckboy! Eat me and make me cum."

I licked Janet to two orgasms. After her second orgasm Janet pulled me up onto the couch and kissed my cheek. “Robbie honey, I am still going to let you fuck me once in a while and I am also going to give you an occasional blow job, but I'm not going to do either one for a little while. I want you to learn your place as my cuckold slave."

I nodded. "Mistress Janet, I understand." I could speak freely now. I wasn't on my knees anymore.

Janet leaned over and whispered to me. "Would you like to masturbate while you lick my asshole?"

I smiled at Janet. "Mistress I would love that."

She giggled. "I would to. I'm going to rub my clit while you lick me. Let's see if we can both cum at the same time."

I laughed. "Your on."

Janet rolled over onto her stomach. I spread her ass cheeks and pushed my tongue into her puckered anus.

As soon as my tongue was buried in Janet's ass I started stroking my cock. I noticed that Janet started rubbing her clit at the same time.

We both worked with a frenzy. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar sensation of pleasure building in my loins. At the same time I felt the tension building in Janet's body.

Suddenly Janet started screaming with pleasure. At the same moment the first spurt of semen gushed from the head of my penis.

When her orgasm finally subsided, Janet collapsed on the couch. I collapsed at the same time. Only as I collapsed, I kept my face buried in Janet's ass.

I don't really know how long we lay their. It really didn't matter, both of us were in a state of nirvana.

Janet finally rolled over and sat up. "Robbie honey I want you to give me a bath and then it's time for us to go to bed."

I looked at Janet.

She giggled. "Honey you are my slave. Bathing me is going to be one of your regular duties."

I stood up. "I'll go draw a bath."

As I walked into the bathroom I smiled to myself. Bathing a beautiful naked woman didn't seem at all like it was going to be an arduous chore.

I was just getting the correct water temperature in the bathtub when Janet walked into the bathroom.

"Robbie I have one more thing that I have to tell you."

I turned and looked at Janet. "What is it?"

She took a deep breath and said, "I have a boyfriend."

I just stared at Janet. I didn't know what to say.

"His name is Jerome. We've been seeing each other for about a year now."

My stomach started turning in circles.

Janet grabbed my hand. "Baby you don't have to worry, I don't love him. I only love you. Besides he's married and he wants to stay with his wife. That's why we get along so well. We both want to stay with our spouses."

I shook my head. I was speechless. I really didn't know what to say.

"Baby I think you and Jerome will really like each other. I want to invite him come over tomorrow night. You can be our slave and serve dinner and takes for us. We'll talk about the menu in the morning."

Janet stepped into the bathtub. As she sat down she smiled at me. "Robbie honey, life is going to be so much fun now that everything is out in the open."

Oh that is GREAT stuff, I hope the strory continues

Just found this GH

Firstly....great to see you back

Secondly, here you go again establishing the dynamic with perfect balance, love and affection with cruel/selfish and raw sex......mistress/slave and wife/husband, you really have a talent...

I'll be checking back

Mel x x

Chastized one

Thankyou for your nice comment. I also like the story and have been having great fun writing it. There is more coming, but due to time constraints it may be a while before you see it.

GH

Mel

It's nice to be back even if it was just for the weekend. I am still trying to complete a course required for my profession. It carries a high priority for me right now. I really should not have taken the time to post this part of the story this weekend.

Because of my current time constraints I intend to post this story as chapters rather than as a serial. The next chapter will of course center on the dinner with Jerome. I expect that I will post that sometime in mid April.

I'm glad that you enjoyed the story. I'm hoping that Janet will turn into a very interesting charachter. I still haven't made my final decision about Jerome. I suspect that he is going to turn out to be very dominant. We'll see.

Mel I hope that you and Tony are well. I hope that spring is a nice time of year in the UK. It is certainly nice in the upper Mississippi Valley of North America, although it snowed here today.

GH

Excellent story goodhusband. Thanks Appreciate your taking time from your busy schedule.

hey, gh! just had some time to browse a little and get caught up. read your story tonight for the first time. first rate story. i will agree with essentiauk word for word. i look forward to a continuation when your schedule allows. hope things in R/L are going well with you. priss

Thanks Priss, It's always good to hear from you.

I think you'll like this story. Janet is your kind of woman.

The demands in my permisteral life are easing, so I have a little more time to write.

GH