Peter and Cindy

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GH, thank you for your comments and the bump. Greatly appreciated.

Ms Donna and Zinc,

thank you for your kind words. They are greatly appreciated.

That is how it went. Barb took Amy Lou for the day and night and Adele and I had a great day together.

I totally pampered here with massages, foot rubs. All the special little wishes pregnant ladies seem to come up with and a really great dinner.

After dinner, we sat on the couch, just gently making out.

“Peter, I want to thank you for a wonderful day. I can’t tell you in words how much I love and adore you. You took in two ‘strays’ when your own life went into the crapper. I’ll never forget that.”

She was quiet, pensive for quite some time and I didn’t feel the need to say something.

Eventually Adele turned towards me and started to stroke my cheek.

“Peter, do you want to know what went on yesterday?”

Before she could say another word, I violently shook my head.

“No sweetheart, at least not know. Some day I might ask you to tell me but right now I don’t want to know. It’s bad enough knowing why you went to see her. Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that the next time you should sneak off in order to be with her if you feel the need. I’m hoping you won’t but if…”

Adele shut me up with a kiss, first lightly, then more and more demanding.

When we finally came up for air, she said.

“Peter, take me upstairs. Make love to me. Reclaim me. I know you are hesitant to be energetic. Afraid to hurt the baby. If we do it doggy style, you can be as energetic as you want to. It will be OK. Also I want you to have my butt tonight. I want to feel you inside me any place your dick can go.”

That is how it went. I totally lost track of time or the number of orgasms Adele had. As far as I’m concerned, I know I had more than usual. Just didn’t care. We dozed off for a while and I woke up with Adele gently playing with my dick and balls.

“Darling, I’m thirsty. Please…”

“Sure baby, what would you like?”

“I don’t know, surprise me.”

When I turned on the kitchen light, I realized that it was almost three AM. OK what to fix, but before I got started on Adele’s, I had a glass of ice water.

I found some fresh berries that I had planned on using for dessert but we never had them. So I fixed us a couple of milk shakes with ice cream and fresh berries. I also had a glass of ice water for Adele.

We sat on the bed, enjoying the silence as we both worked on our shake.

“This was great Peter, thank you. Just what a pregnant lady needed.”
She put her glass away and also took mine and put on the night stand.

“I wonder if you can provide some other ‘nourishment’ for me.”

With those words, Adele went after my dick and gave me another one of those special blow jobs. To my surprise, I actually had something left in me that Adele decided to share with me. After that I repaid the favor by licking Adele to several gentle orgasms. Finally, both of us were fully satiated. Adele had kept her word and drained me dry.

We slept late and after showering together I called Barb and we agreed to meet at place near her for brunch and to reclaim our flower.

Adele went twice more to see Julia before the baby was born. Both times were hell for me while she was gone but just like the first time, once she was back home, she managed to convince me that she only loved me.

“Peter, it is not that I don’t love Julia. She was the first one to save me from my despair. I’ll never forget that. But my love for her is not the same as it is for you. You are the one I want to grow old with, spoil our grand youngren with. So please, please never EVER worry about my leaving you. Not going to happen. You are MY man and will remain that for the rest of our lives.”

Then the baby was born, a healthy 7 pound 3 ounce baby boy. We named him John Marc after both of our mans. I’m sure his friends will call him JM, but to us it will always be John Marc. Amy Lou was besides herself when Adele allowed her to hold the baby for just a moment while she sat with her on the hospital bed.

At that moment I finally realized that my earlier life with Cindy was just a bad dream. Yes it happened but now I felt that it was no longer part of my life. I was happy.

In less than a week we decided that we would need help. Between the baby, Adele starting her school again in a few weeks and my work, it was just too much and we certainly could afford it.

We went back and forth and finally decided on a live in nanny/ house keeper and went to Barb for recommendations.

“Yes I think I have some one that would work out for you. She is a recent widow. Her husband got it in Afghanistan a few months ago. Her only work experience has been as a part time nanny and she’s started cleaning houses to make ends meet. They were only married a few months and other than her GI life insurance, there is nothing for her from the army.”

“That you want her to live with you is great because, she has to vacate her apartment on the base by the end of this month. Also she doesn’t have a car. It was repossessed recently. You’ll be her life saver. She has a solid reputation as being reliable around the base. She did a stint with the Colonel for three months while his wife was undergoing chemo. Why don’t I call her and see if she has time.

That is how e wound up with Lindsey, a 38 year old widow. We set her up in what had been Adele’s suite before she moved into my bedroom. I bought a two year old Escape for her to use. It turns out that she too was a great cook and we added a variety of new items to our menu. At first Amy Lou was a bit shy around her but it take not long for Lindsey to win her over.

Things were going great when it started again. Adele had what is commonly known as the ‘baby blues’. She alternated between being just plain moody and mildly depressed. I know she spent a lot of time talking to Julia on the phone. It was still a couple of weeks before she would start her special school again in the cottage which I hoped would bring her enough distraction to get over this thing.

One evening she hit me with it. Amy Lou was in bed and Lindsey had gone to her rooms.

“Peter, I would like to go and see Julia tomorrow. I need to talk to her face to face about what is going on with me. I’m not happy with myself. I want to be up front with you. Chances are that I’ll wind up in bed with her. I’ll try not to, but I can’t promise. Please understand darling. It’s so hard. I love you and don’t want to hurt you but on the other hand…”

“Oh cuckolds brownie, I just don’t know.”

That outburst showed me that Adele was stressed. She hardly ever cusses. “Shoot” is a strong word for her when something goes wrong.

“Peter, say something. Please tell me it’s OK.”

“Adele, you know how I feel about this. I’m trying to understand. I know, at least I think I know that you love me.”

That’s when Adele actually slapped my face.

I was stunned.

“Peter Wilmister, we have been through this before. Don’t you EVER dare to doubt my love for you. That really hurt. I’m going to bed and you better find another place to relax unless you apologize and mean not just ‘I’m sorry’ but really apologize.”

She got off the couch and stormed up to our bedroom.

Shit, looks like I stepped into it. Now what. I sat for a few minutes gathering my thoughts before venturing up the stairs to do penance.

The bedroom door was closed so I decided to knock.

“Come on in.”

When I could see Adele on the bed I noticed just a hint of a satisfied smile on her face even though she tried hard to hide it at that moment. I must have gained some points by not just walking in.

“Honey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I know it’s hard...”

I sat on the bed and started to rub her feet. That always puts her into a mellow mood.

“I try to understand. I know that you love me and I shouldn’t have doubted you. No, I don’t doubt that you are sincere when you say that you love me. That is not the problem. The problem is that I feel that I’m failing you. That I’m not enough for you. That in turn gets me thinking that maybe if you really loved me – please don’t get upset again – I’m trying to figure this out and maybe I won’t say some things the right way. What I’m trying to say I think is that if you loved me the way I do you, you would overlook my failings and not go see Julia. You would find a way to teach me even more how to please you so that there is no need for…”

I just stopped at that point and looked at my beautiful wife, lady of my mister and adopted angel.

There were tears in her eyes.

“Peter, come up here please and hug me. You are not failing me. Please, please don’t ever think that. I can’t figure it out. It is not you. It’s me that is failing you by having this need. I’ve talked for hours about this Julia when we first got back together again. When I realized that I had been stupid not to try to stay together with you. To develop what we had as kids into an adult relationship instead of doing what I did during my college years. Well I’ve come to my senses. I have you now. But there is apparently something in my DNA that makes me bi-sexual and I had been successful ignoring that need when you and I got into a serious relationship but then something happens like getting knocked up by the most wonderful man in the whole wide world and my hormones go crazy and I can no longer suppress that need without turning into a total bitch.”

“Darling, I’m not trying to make excuses but it is what it is. Now it may or may not be hormones, the baby blues or self doubts that I’ll ever get my figure back that pushes me to have that fling with Julia. I just don’t know. All I know is that I have reached the breaking point where I need her for an afternoon or I’ll go out of my mind. Again my dear, dear husband the failing is mine, not yours. I beg and pray that you can understand that and put up with me. I promise that I will fight the urges as long as I can without turning into that bitch but then something has to give. I’m not trying to blackmail you into letting me go. I just know that if I don’t, at some point we will have the fight of the century and I don’t know what will happen after that. I don’t want to lose you. I love you, I need you but I also need…”

My heart broke as I looked at her face. I could see the distress in her eyes and I realized that that Adele was telling the truth. She loved me but part of her nature was the need for a rare sexual fling with another female. Better Julia who had no interest in interfering in our relationship then some one else.

I just hugged her as she cried on my shoulder. Eventually Adele calmed down and me made tender love ‘til the first light of dawn when both of us fell arelax emotionally and physically drained. It was a good thing that we had Lindsey to take care of the two little ones.

This is just plain stellar writing.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Excellent story

Timmy,
Main line quality this. Just like your railroad. Lots of interest up the branch lines. I await your pleasure to find out where this renewed journey will take us all. Its a great trip.

Timmy

I'm following you and having a good time doing it. I've got know idea where we're going, but that's part of the fun.

Thanks, I'm looking forward to your next segment.

GH

Timmy,

This is an absolutely fantastic tale and wonderfully crafted piece of work.

Thanks Ajax.

Ms Donna, Racingdon, Peak, GH and Ajax,

thank you all for your kind words. Here is another segment after which I'll take a break.

There is promise of some cooler weather which will make the golf course bearable as well as working in the garage on some new model train project.

We showered together and I fixed us some fresh coffee while Adele got dressed. She didn’t have much time. She checked on the baby and the supply of breast milk for the little guy before running off after gulping some OJ and half a cup of coffee.

“See you before dinner. Should I bring sushi?”

“Yeah Mommy bring sushi.”

Well that settled that. I went to work and Lindsey tended to the house and little ones.

We had lunch together and I went back to work. Luck would have it that I was really busy and it kept me from thinking about Adele and Julia until she got home just before six with our dinner.

We had to ease Lindsey into the sushi thing but now she likes most of what we usually have.

That evening was pretty much a repeat of what happened the last time Adele went to see Julia for more than a therapy session. Maybe that was the answer. Maybe I could train my mind to think of these things as just a form of therapy, not sex with another permister outside our marriage.

The only thing different was that I got to watch Adele nurse the little guy. Something that gives me tremendous pleasure and satisfaction and the beauty of the that picture pushed all the negative thoughts into the dark recesses of my mind. I can never get enough watching that scene. Adele calls me a perve if I stop doing what I am so that I can watch them.

After that, her visits to Julia pretty much became a routine, about every six to seven weeks Adele would go and see Julia and my reward was peace and tranquility, well as much of that as you can in a house with an ***** and a four year old as well as being sexually destroyed during the next night.

We see Julia occasionally socially at various charity events and I make an annual donation to her foundation for battered and used women and youngren. There was never any hint that she thought less of me for letting Adele have her flings. Maybe just the opposite. I think as far as guys go, I probably was pretty much of top of her list of who was acceptable to her. She is a died in the wool feminist and no man ever got near her body other than a hand shake that I know of. I get a brief hug every time we see her and we dance together but always at a proper distance. No dirty dancing like Adele and I enjoyed on occasion.

Life was pretty good in the Wilmister household. The kids where thriving. Adele’s school for the special youngren worked out quite well. Lindsey sometimes helped out when the kids got too rambunctious. In other words, outside of those visits to Julia things are really good. I got to the point where I no longer get upset each time Adele makes the announcement that it is time for a visit.

Then there was the curve ball a few nights after our anniversary.

Adele and I had just made love for a couple of hours and I was relaxed laying back in bed enjoying the afterglow of that.

Suddenly the TV sprung to life. Adele must have hidden the remote under her pillow or something.

What surprised me to no end was what showed up. A porno movie of two ladies having sex. It became almost immediately clear that this was not a professional production. Someone held a camera. There was no sound at the moment. Just some quiet classical music that I could not identify.

I was stunned.

“Adele what…”

“Peter please, just watch. It is not very long.”

So I went back to watching as Adele gently coaxed my dick back to life.

I didn’t recognize the two ladies but there were similarities in the ages with Adele and Julia. The older one was clearly in charge of what was going on and at one point said something to the permister holding the camera because it swung away from the bed to another part of the room where there was a guy sitting in a chair with a blind fold over his eyes and the hands tied to the arm rests of the chair. The ties were not very tight. I think he could have pulled out if he wanted to.

Clearly he was into what was going on. Even though he couldn’t see a thing, his dick was hard and when the permister operating the camera zoomed in, one could see pre-cum leaking.

Suddenly I came to my senses because I was close to an orgasm but Adele shut it down by stopping her stroking moves and getting a really tight grip on my dick.

“What is this?” I was getting angry.

“Peter, baby, please relax. Let me explain.”

“Clearly you can see this is not the usual porno film.”

I looked at Adele.

“Peter, have another look at what is going on.”

Reluctantly I turned my eyes back to the TV. The two ladies had stopped whatever they had been doing and the one without a strap-on cock got off the bed and walked towards the guy in the chair. Clearly she was talking to him but there was no sound, just the music.

She knelt down in front of him, then stroked his cheek with one hand before licking up some the pre-cum of the guys dick. She stopped, looked up and talked again. The guy nodded vigorously and then began to give him a blow job. It must have been a good one because of the convulsions made by the guy in the chair. He must have climaxed because he settled back in the chair and the woman got up, bent over and kissed him long and hard, probably sharing the guys cum. When they broke apart, the other woman came over, the two ladies hugged and the older one put a kiss on the fore head of the guy before leaving the room.

The first one, probably the guy’s wife untied him, removed the blind fold. He seemed to have some trouble getting up out of the chair and she helped him. Then they hugged before heading to what must have been a bathroom. The camera stopped recording and the TV went black.

“Peter, those people are friends of Julia. Julia borrowed the disc from them.”

“But why show me? I don’t understand.”

“Darling, I want you to be part of us when I go and see Julia. I’m trying to show you that it can be exciting being a cuckold. I know it’s an ugly word in your mind because of your ex but it doesn’t have to be. Clearly you could see that , let’s call her ‘A’ is in love with her husband. I know you couldn’t hear them talking because they decided not to have a sound recording while making the film but there was no trash talking. No dissing the guy in the chair. Basically they ignored him until they stopped doing their thing and ‘A’ went to take care of him.”

Adele looked at me and pulled me towards her to kiss me.

“Admit it, you were turned on by what you saw.”

“I got hard because you were stroking my dick.”

She smiled, “only after you got hard, not before. You never noticed. That’s how engrossed you got. You softened a tiny bit when you first saw the guy in the chair but then you got hard again when you saw how turned on the guy was. You were ‘that’ close to cumming when I stopped stroking you, so be honest with yourself.”

I smiled sheepishly, “they were looking hot”.

Adele punched me in the arm.

“Come on, don’t be an ass hole. You know what I mean.”

I couldn’t help myself. “Ass holes are very useful.”

That earned me another harder punch.

“Hey, stop that or I have seek council from Julia for spousal use.”

We both laughed and hugged each other.

“Peter I’m serious, I would like you to be present just like that guy was. To remove all doubts that you might have. For us it is just sex play. Julia will insist that you wear a blind fold. No man has ever seen her naked except her Dad when she was a little girl. We can talk about the ropes. I think they are hot. I’m sure you noticed that they were not very tight. The guy could have pulled his arm out, freed his other one and left the room.”

“You don’t have to decide right now. Think about it. I leave the disk in the player. So you can have another look if you want to alone up here. But now I’m all turned on from watching and I need your lovely tongue do its thing. After that we can finish what you started in any way or form you want. Guy’s choice before we go to relax.”

I was tired and opted for a blow job which was lovingly and very s*******fully given. Of course Adele had to share. I don’t mind.

Even though I was truly exhausted, I had trouble falling arelax. That movie kept playing in my head. Did I really want to watch? Be part of it? Adele said we could do it without the ropes. Just the blind fold and I could walk out any time and go to the other side of the house or outside and wait for them. I suspect, that Adele would stop whatever they were doing once she realized that I was gone and come to talk to me. Well I’ll have to think about it. Maybe I will watch that disc again, alone this time. No help from Adele. See it really turned me on.

With that thought in mind, I fell arelax too.

Things got busy the next couple of days and I forgot about the disc but then Adele said something the triggered the memory of what was sitting on my desk. Not sure what it was she said, just something. Oh yes something about the ropes around the dock to keep the kids from falling into the water. That maybe we should replace them with a fence of sort.

I agreed to look at that and then went to my office after getting the disc from our bed room. I put the disc into my lap top and watched. Well, I was surprised as I felt my dick swelling inside my pants. Maybe not quite as much as when Adele was playing with it but there was some arousal. Maybe it was, because those two were really into it. Not some staged professional porno flick. There was no noticeable reduction in my erection when the guy on the chair appeared on the screen. Interesting. Now I was confused. Did I have cuckold tendencies? If not at least some voyeur in me? Did I really want to be there?

As I was watching and thinking, my cell phone rang. It was Julia.

“Hi Peter, how is my favorite husband?”

“Hello Julia, I’m fine I think, just terribly confused.”

“Does that mean that Adele showed you the video?”

“Yes it does. I was watching it again just now.”

“So what do you think? Would you want to share her experience? You know it would make her really happy, ease a huge bunch of guilt feelings. She keeps trying to stop. Honest, she is so much in love with you that she trying to deny herself this pleasure.”

“What about your own guilt feelings? They need easing too. The way I understand it, in your way of thinking men are lower creatures than worms and if science could come up with a way of not needing them except for sexless worker drones, you would be very happy.”

“Peter, that was a low blow. I don’t hate men. I just don’t have much use for them. Please, I know you are one of the good guys. Never doubt that.”

She was silent for a moment.

“Maybe, I do feel just a tiny bit guilty for facilitating letting Adele do this. Sometimes I think, I don’t know if it would have worked out that way, if I hadn’t been there first before you came back into her life, her need for female sexual companionship might have stayed repressed. It’s possible. No way to really tell.”

“So what do you think, want to try it?”

“I don’t honestly know. I have to think some about it. I appreciate your willingness to let me be there. That must be hard for you.”

“Damn right it is. I don’t know if Adele has told you every thing, but I have some conditions.”

“No so far, she hasn’t mentioned any other than the blind fold.”

“What about the ropes?”

“She said we could do away with them and I could just walk out if it got too much for me.”

“Well, she hasn’t been quite honest with you. No let me rephrase that. That didn’t sound right. It’s more like an omission and I’m sure once you told her you would give it a try she would have disclosed my conditions. Please don’t get upset with her. This is pretty hard on her. She loves you so much, doesn’t want to hurt you but knows that if she doesn’t have this occasional fling, eventually it will affect your relationship.”

“I thought it best, to lay it all out for you. I want you to know what kind of ‘hornet’s nest’ you’ll walk into.”

“First, you will either have to be tied to a chair. Similar to the guy in the video. It would be lose enough for you to get out with some effort on your part, so you could leave. The other option is that you would have to wear a chastity device. I know from our sessions, that you have tried it.”

“But why, why the ropes or that stupid CB? You know damn well that I would never attempt…”

“Peter, I know. Relax. It’s to satisfy my need to be in total control. I’m making concessions here. No man, I do mean NO man has ever seen me naked, other than my dad when I was a little baby and he changed my diapers. Certainly no male has ever been present while I have a sexual experience. So in order for me to agree to this, it has to be one or the other. One more thing. I will hold the key to the CB. I’ll give to Adele when we are finished. It will be up to her when she unlocks you to reward you for being a good cuckold.”

“The other thing you need to know is that I will talk smack, I will call you names and things that potentially could be very hurtful. Adele will try to defend you. I know, because we do this when we are alone. So she knows what will happen. I want you to know that while Adele and I have sex together, I mean every word of what I’m saying. It’s just part of who I am. Once we are done and have calmed down from the sexual highs, I always apologize to Adele. Ask her, she’ll confirm it.”

“Peter, you are none of those things that I will call you. I really care for you, maybe even love you like I would a younger brother if I had one. It’s just part of the game. For me it adds certain excitement to trash you verbally.”

“So please think of those things while you contemplate whether you should join us or not. For Adele’s sake, I wish you would. I’ll try to tone down the verbal assault but I can’t promise that I’ll succeed.”

“I’ll leave you with those thoughts. Take care of our girl.”

She was gone and just sat there. The computer screen had gone black. Now what? Could I really handle what Adele and Julia have proposed? Especially after Julia revealed her conditions and what to expect from her. Was I ready to be verbally humiliated. I’m pretty sure, my ego is still a bit fragile after the hell I went through with Cindy.

Can we say deja vu. This is an interesting twist.

Thanks

GH

I love where this story is going. Please continue it.

Just when I thought you might be done, another fantastic twist. More Please!!

I didn't see this one coming Timmy, but it was a welcome surprise. This is going to be an interesting juggling act. Thank you.

Timmy,
I think I know you well enough by now to know that Peter will be going through this ordeal, and probably soon. You always take these things to the edge and sometimes even redefine the edge a little. The thing is, I'm not sure that Peter would actually want to do this at this point in his life, too soon and too hurtful potentially. I'm also not sold on really what is in it for him. After all, the current position actually puts a brake of sorts on Adele's relationship with Julia. It's the guilt and the hurt she knows it causes Peter. This new thing would both show a further acceptance by him of their relationship as well as cede further control to Julia. For what? We already know Peter deals with it by trying not to think about it and by believing it is not an expression of love. By listening he can't ignore it and risks believing there is some love present. Particularly with the trash talk.

Ok, I've set out the case. As ever the master will deal with the troublesome minion on his return from the engine sheds. Whatever, it's sure to be interesting.

And, as ever, thanks for putting us all in the position of even caring... Great writing.

More intrigue. I love it!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

timmy,

wonderful twists and turns. poor peter decisions...decisions.....keep up the great work

sallyann

Great writing Timmy, I feel REALLY sorry for Petey! Cant he ever just be loved straight up? Cant he find a soulmate who will put him first?

Peak great post/analysis. thank you too !

Please continue this great story.

GH, Sgt, Peak, Zinc, Ms Donna, Sallyannslut, Oldbear and Count,

thank you all for your comments and kind words. I'm waiting for some supplies for train project so I was able to get another segment together.

I was pretty quiet during dinner and just let all the chatter go past me.

The kids where in bed, Lindsey had gone to her rooms and I was sitting on the couch reading when Adele snuggled up.

“Peter, what is the matter? You’ve been awful quiet. Hardly said a word to any of us when you came out of your office at dinner time. What happened? Something upset you.”

I just looked at Adele and took a deep breath. I really didn’t want to have this conversation but also knew that we had to have it.

“Adele, did you omit some things when you tried to talk me into being with you during one of your trysts with Julia or did you outright lie to me?”

“What!? I would never lie to you and also not omit something. What’s got into you?”

That’s when I told her about the phone call from Julia.

“That bitch, how dare she? That was not our deal. No way would I subject you to her trash talking. Yes she does it when we are together. It’s part of her. Since I know better, I just let her ramble on. I told her that trash talking would not fly. I want this to be a pleasant, well as pleasant as it could be when you have to witness your wife getting her sexual jollies with another permister. I want you turned on, not humiliated. If she cannot agree to my terms than she can forget about the whole thing and I won’t go back there to play with her.”

“I may get a bit bitchy at times but I’ll try to control myself and I count on your understanding.”

Adele grabbed my hand and tried pulled me up.

“Come on darling, let’s go upstairs and I’ll make forget all about nasty Julia.”

Well let’s just say that for the moment, Adele succeeded. We both fell arelax in each other’s arms well satisfied and drained.

There was no more mentioning of going together to Julia for quite some time but eventually it came up again. Seems that Julia had been working on Adele and made some promises to her that satisfied her that it could be an intense but overall pleasant sexual experience for all of us.

I could tell that something was on the mind of my darling wife.

She spilled the beans after our first round of making love that evening.

“Peter, Julia has been after me. She said that she was wrong and if I didn’t want trash talk, then there would be none. She does want to tie you to that chair and the CB on your dick. I’m going to do the tying and I will have the key. If she wants it, I’ll give her the spare but I’ll be able to unlock you ANY time and I also make sure that your bonds are not too tight. I want you to be able to walk out of the room.”

“You want to give it a try?

I had my doubts and Adele could see it on my face.

“Peter, I’m not begging and I’m not going to go back to her unless you are with me. I truly would love for you to experience what goes on but I’m not going to black mail you to do it. I’ve been fine, not having sex with her now for a couple of months. I don’t know if I’m over it completely but the need is diminished. Now I just want to try something new – have you with me. I’ll be OK if you say no.”

With that Adele slid down my body and started on working to revive my dick that had gone into a semi flaccid state when Adele started the conversation.

“Girl, you make it awful hard saying no to you. You know how much I love you. In a way I just want to please you and do what EVER you want, no matter what. But I’m scared. The thing with Cindy was pretty traumatic. True, I no longer have nightmares. You took care of that but being in the same room, even blindfolded, while you have sex with another woman is a scary thought. I don’t know. I’ll think about for a day or two. I promise, I’ll keep an open mind.”

Eventually I caved in and the dreaded day came.

It started out with having dinner at Julia’s. She had it catered since she by her own words can’t boil water. Her culinary s*******s end with the automatic coffee maker.

By design, I’m sure Julia directed me to a single arm chair in her living room while she and Adele got some snacks and wine from the kitchen. I heard some giggles and talking but it was too low for me to hear.

Once they both joined me by sitting together on the couch, there was some small talk. Julia had a couple of questions regarding some investments that I was working on for her. While this was going on, one of Julia’s hands was roaming Adele’s thigh, working on moving the already short skirt a bit higher. Adele had one arm around Julia’s shoulder and I thought she was trying to reach for her boob but couldn’t be sure.

By default, I wound up refilling their glasses. I decided that I would stop takeing at least until we sat down for dinner.

There was ding from the kitchen.

“Peter, would you be a dear and check on the oven. I’m reheating the stuff the caterer brought. I think it should be fine but I honestly wouldn’t know if it was or not. Adele keeps bragging about your cooking so…”

I was a bit bummed out but what the heck. If I wanted edible food, I better see what’s going on in the kitchen.

There was a roast in the oven with assorted vegetables around it. It looked and smelled really nice. So I took it out of the oven, to let it rest for a bit before cutting.

It had gotten very quiet in the living room, so I went to check. There were the two swapping spit, one of Adele’s boobs was out and Julia pulled and twisted that nipple while Adele moaned quietly. I knew that sound, she was getting excited.

I stood for a while and watched. I was getting hard but I was not totally convinced that it was because of what the two of them were doing. Any time I see one of Adele’s beautiful breasts – truly works of art – I get a hard on. So the jury is still out.

I finally cleared my throat and started to speak.

“Ladies, the dinner is ready.”

Adele had the good graces to look a bit embarrassed while Julia just looked at me.

“Well did you carve the roast and put it on the table or did you just stand there and stare?”

“Julia! Stop it. You are the hostess here. Peter is not our servant. Of course if you asked him nicely, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

“Sorry, yes of course. Peter would you mind?”

“Julia, it doesn’t hurt to say please. Peter, please. I’ll be right there to help you.”

With that, Adele tried to stuff her boob back into her miniscule bra but without much success. So she pulled her blouse closed which heightened the erotic effect for me.

Adele joined me in the kitchen and gave me a brief hug.

“You OK? I’ll try to keep it civil. Any time you want to go home, just say the word.”

“No, sweetheart, I’m OK for now. Just keep standing up for me and I’ll be fine. I want you to have fun.”

Dinner was a bit strained. Both Adele and Julia had several glasses of wine which again by default I poured for them. I decided to limit myself to one and stayed with water for the rest of the time.

Abruptly Julia got up and pulled Adele’s arm.

“Let’s go baby, we are wasting time. Peter, stay here until I’m ready for you. I want some private time with my love first. If you get bored, you can always clean up.”

“Julia, one more crack like that an I’m out of here and I won’t be back. This is supposed to be a pleasant experience for Peter and me. I know your feelings and to tell you the truth don’t care much for them. You’ve agreed to the ground rules so stick with them. There will be no private time unless Peter decides to leave us alone. Now where to we play so that I can get Peter ready?”

“Don’t you dare take that tone with me. But if you insist the second room on the right. No lowly male will ever set foot into my bedroom.”

“Come darling, let’s go.”

Adele took my hand and led me down a hall way to the room indicated by Julia. It was very simple in decorations, nothing at all but a king size bed, one dresser and a chair, presumably placed there only for tonight.

“Adele, I have a bad feeling about this. I don’t think it will work out. Please be careful. I don’t know what you have been playing but if bondage is part of your game, please not tonight.”

“You are right, I’ve thought about that. I won’t let her tie me up. Not tonight. If she has issues with that, we go home.”

Adele gave me a reassuring kiss.

“Come on big boy, get naked so I can lock up your beautiful dick and tie you to that chair over there.”

While I was getting undressed, so did Adele.

“Come Peter, a quick few licks. I want to remember what you feel like when I’m in bed with Julia.”

“OK, now the CB. Oh my, that will never fit. I better get some ice.”

“Just punch him in the balls. Always works for me.”

We hadn’t noticed that Julia had followed us and was standing in the doorway.

“No you don’t and you know it.”

“You know, your little slut is going to pay for this. Disrespecting ME.”

“Julia, you harm one little hair on Adele and I’ll have you up on charges so quick that you don’t know what hit you. You’ll lose your license and all the good you’ve been doing for battered women and youngren will go down the drain because no one will support your efforts once they know about your ethics ***s. Sure you have enough money to sustain the foundation but you still need help and the cooperation of the community. So be very careful.”

“Careful about what dear?”

“Nothing important Adele.”

“AHHH! Shit that is cold and it hurts.”

“Sorry babe, but we need your dick to shrink. There we go. Into the CB and click.”

“Give me that key, I’ll put some place safe, like flush it down the toilet.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Just kidding, relax baby.”

Julia had grabbed the key and walked out of the room.

Adele whispered. “I have the other one in my purse. It’s hidden. You’ll be OK.”

“Come, sit here on this chair.”

The chair was an ordinary very solid kitchen chair with arm rests.

“Time to tie you up. I’ll leave the right hand pretty lose. You should be able to wiggle out and free yourself is necessary.”

Quickly my left hand was tied pretty tight as were my feet, but the right hand had the promised wiggle room. I felt OK with it.

“Time to put your lights out.”

Adele slipped a hood over my head that left my nose and mouth uncovered but there was no way I could see. For an extra measure, she put what felt like goggles over the hood and tightened them to almost a point of hurting. But I forget quickly about that because next came her panties with the crotch placed over my nose. Clearly Adele had been aroused judging from the fragrance and moisture in her panties.

“I better go and pee before we get started.”

With that I heard her walk away, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.

“Ah, the panties are a nice touch.”

That was Julia’s voice and she came closer. I could feel her body heat as she inspected my CB and the blind fold.

“Hmm, but I have better use for them.”

She pulled the panties off my head and pinched my nose shut, powering me to open my mouth and suddenly the panties were inside it, some swift movements and something that felt like a stocking was tied around my head securing the panties as a gag. I’m sure I could still make noises but not really verbalize clearly. That worried me. Then I felt her checking the bonds, clearly tightening the ones on my right hand and arm. I tried to fight it and managed to keep some room but not sure if it was enough to free myself.

Next I heard her walk away, then another set of heels and the two of them started to whisper. Then louder.

“Your hubby is all taken care of, come on I need your mouth in MY pussy NOW. It’s been way too long. You’ve been a bad girl and I’m going to spank you for neglecting me.

There was a loud slap and a gasp.

“NO, not tonight. You agreed.”

What’s pussy boy going to do? He’s tied up good. I made sure of that. You were kind of sloppy with the ropes. Can’t have that. Better that I tie you too. I’m in the mood for making you suffer for a while.”

There were noises of a struggle.

“HELL NO! You are not going to tie me up. You agreed and you are breaking every word you gave me regarding this evening.”

There was a slap, then another one. Clearly, they were fighting. I tried to get lose but couldn’t.

“Damn you bitch. Take your piece of cuckolds brownie hubby and get the fuck out of my place. Don’t ever come back, here or my office.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry. Come on, let’s get going. That bitch has lost it.”

I felt Adele messing with the ropes and soon one hand was free, than the other. When I finally got the goggles and hood off I could see Julia huddled on the far end of the bed holding her eye. I wondered if she was going to have a shiner in the morning.

I couldn’t resist.

“Better put some ice on that before it gets too bad.”

“Shut up and get fuck out before I call the cops.”

“Hmm, go ahead, that could get interesting. Unlawful restraint, *******ping, not sure what other charges they could come up with.”

“Just get out you bastard and forget about any more work on my investments. I’m going to have them audited.”

“Suits me just fine. You’ll find out how much better I did for the foundations than those clowns you had before.”

By that time we were almost dressed.

“What about this? I pointed at the CB as I pulled my shorts up.

Adele got a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“That will have to wait ‘til we get home dear. I left the second key there.”

“But you said…”

“Yes silly boy, I did say that it is in my purse, never said it was in the one I brought. Did I now?”

“You are an evil witch.”

“Careful now darling, your dick is right now at my mercy. Behave yourself or I might not unlock you until…”

I had to chuckle. We finished dressing and got the hell out of there.

Timmy,

just like real life. things do not always go as planed. I am so glad you showed her sticking up for her man rather than caving to the moment.

sallyann

What an interesting twist. I can't wait to find out what happens next. You are continuing your outstanding story telling.


Thank you

GH

Thanks for another great segment!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Timmy

EXCELLENT!! this story is amazing, everything you could want in a cuckold story. Sadness, pain, offense, Power, demanding, and love.

I know you see this a lot but PLEASE continue as you have time.

Ms Donna, Sallyannslut, GH and Techcuck,

thank you all for your kind words and comments.

I managed to get a short segment together while I'm still waiting for supplies for the big train project.

And what will happen tomorrow? You have me eager for the next segment.

Thanks again

GH

timmy.

sounds like Adele is enjoying having peter locked up again. hopefully she will only use for play and does not go back on her word


sallyann

Timmy,
You did it again. Another rabbit out of the hat. Thanks. Now I can't wait to see what happens next again, but of course you already knew that .. enjoy the break.