I'm still in the process of trying to convince my wife to fuck other guys so in the interim I'm into the idea of a more "virtual" cuckolding/offense. My latest fantasy involves my wife being a "fashion victim" so to speak. Let me know what you think of the story/fantasy...
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I must have downloaded a virus. My relatively new computer was on the fritz. I tried to diagnose and fix it myself, but I was way overmatched. I called the "geek squad"who promised to remove the virus for $50. A few hours later a college aged guy showed up at the house. My wife answered the door wearing a denim miniskirt and a white tank top with no bra underneath. "Hello, I'm Bryce from the geek squad, here to fix your computer" he explained to my wife. She escorted him to my office where I explained the problem. I noticed him really checking out my wife as she left the room but I didn't think much of it. I was more concerned with my getting my computer running. He messed around with it for a few minutes before telling me he would need to "take it in to the shop for a deeper diagnosis". I said fine, and he left with my computer in hand.
He called a few days later saying he had removed the virus and the computer was working. Oddly, when he called he asked if anyone else was home. I told him "no, my wife was out". He said "Great. I'll be there in a few minutes." He arrived with my computer in hand and a big smirk on his face. "What's up" I asked, wondering what he was smirking about. "I found the virus. I also found a few pictures".
"Aw crap" I thought to myself. I forgot about the sexy pics of my wife that I had saved in a not so hidden folder. The pics I was supposed to delete, per her request. This guy must have found them. "Sorry about that man. She posed for some pics for my birthday. They weren't meant to be seen publicly".
"Oh don't worry" he shot back. Your secret is safe with me. In fact I'll forget I ever saw them. Once you pay the fee."
"Right, of course. Here's your $50".
"Ah yeah, about that ... in light of my discovery, the price has gone up a bit".
"What? Come on, you can't be serious" I shot back.
Oh I'm serious. The new price is $10,000. 10 grand or a night with your wife".
"No chance". I say. "I can't make that happen".
"Well then, I guess your wife is just going to earn the 10 grand for you".
"What does that mean?", I ask, now completely panicked. "Oh you'll see", leaving with the same smirk on his face as when he arrived.
A few days later I received an email from Bryce. It included a link and the following message:
"Would you like to buy a T-Shirt"?
"What the heck is this all about", I wondered. I finally summoned the courage to click the link and, much to my chagrin, I arrived at the web site of an online store selling t-shirts with my wife's images on it. College guys and hipsters absolutely loved the shirts. The site was selling 100s of them a day. Guys all over the world were now walking around in public with the attached picture of my wife's ass on their chest. They eventually created an entire series of shirts based on my wife's pictures due to the demand. I was absolutely humiliated. Of course so was she, when she eventually saw some guys at the mall wearing them. She was furious with me when she got home and I had to tell her the whole sorted story. "Well I didn't have a choice ... would you have rather fucked him?" "YES" she shot back. "This is far worse you imbecile!"
My wife's ass: http://www.cuckoldplace.com/13_28160_0.html
Want to to stick your cock in it?
