Peter and Cindy

GH, Sallyannslut and Peak,

thank you all for your comments and kind words. The supplied didn't 'cum' so here is another short segment. Hope you'll enjoy it.

Adele was relentless that night. When I started to moan because my neck hurt, she paused for a short while, letting me have a sip of wine and some water.

“OK Peter, enough of a break. Get on your back. I understand about your neck. I’m just going to ride your face. Tap my thigh when you are in danger of passing out. Let’s go pussy boy.”

I started to get upset at that comment and Adele quickly realized her mistake.

She stroked my cheek.

“Sorry Peter, I got carried away. To be honest, I probably meant it in the heat of the moment but I shouldn’t have said that. You are not that at all. Just for tonight, you’ll have to be content with serving me. You’ve been doing a great job and I don’t think I will be able to take much more before you can relax and we can cuddle a bit if you want or just go to relax.”

“So please don’t be angry with me.”

Adele kissed my pussy juice coated face and licked some of it off making things very uncomfortable in the lower regions of my body.

“Come, get into position. Another two or three orgasms. Maybe get me to squirt one more time. You know that surprised both of us. I’ve never done that before. Not with you and not with anyone else. Wonder where that came from?”

That’s how the night ended. No more squirt that night but several very intense orgasms for Adele.

When she had enough, we both went to the bathroom to relieve ourselves.

Adele stopped me when I wanted to wash my face.

“No dear, relax with it. It’s so hot knowing that my darling husband whom I adore and love like nothing else in the world other than our two youngren is locked up in a chastity thing while I, his wife is totally worn out from countless orgasms and the evidence of that is on hubby’s face right next to me in my bed.”

I frowned but then smiled.

“I guess, I have no choice, I did say I would do anything for you tonight. Do I have your permission to take a couple of pills to relieve the pain in my neck?”

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry. You should have said something earlier, not just moan into my pussy. By the way, I liked the way that felt. Got turned on by it. I think that’s what triggered the second gusher. Not totally sure but I can’t think of any other reamister. Wonder if I have a bit of a mean streak in me?”

“Please go ahead and take whatever you think you need. Want me to rub your neck and shoulders for a bit?”

“No, I think I’ll be OK, I’ll just take a couple of pills. I don’t know about you but I’m totally bushed. We better lock our bed room door and hang the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the outside. I really don’t want Amy Lou come bouncing in here at seven or eight in the morning. Besides there is some unfinished business to attend to before we go down stairs.”

“You are right dear and I was foolish enough to promise you some hot sex in the morning. I’ll know better next time.”

I swatted her ass as we walked back towards our bed.

“Careful buster, I might consider that an insurrection and revoke your release in the morning.”

I just looked at Adele.

“You wouldn’t?”

She put a finger on her lips and winked and I decided that I better just shut up, let her have her fun.

One more passionate kiss, then we spooned and in less than five minutes there was the slow steady breathing of the relaxing Adele. I had it more difficult. First that was the compressed boner inside that blasted cage that didn’t want to recede and then there were the events of the day. On the plus side there was Adele fighting like a Tigress for her cub defending me against the machinations of Julia but then there was that other stuff. A certain attitude. She seemed to delight in my dilemma of the locked up dick and the way she took to my addressing her as Ma’am. The confusing thing, at the time I didn’t mind it. At least I don’t think I did. Damn I’m confused again and no Barb to talk to. Does Adele have a repressed desire to dominate me or is it just a game replacing her ‘play time with Julia’. I guess time will tell. It will be interesting to see if she keeps her word in the morning or makes further demands before unlocking me. With those thoughts I fell into some troured relax because involuntary erections kept waking me up every time my dick felt the pressure from the CB.

It must have been around four or five in the morning when I disentangled myself from Adele which caused her to grunt and turn over to go to the bathroom to drain my bladder. That helped and I was to get a few hours of solid undisturbed relax in.

But then there was something going on under the sheets. I was still mostly in the arms of Morpheus and it took a while to realize that Adele was sucking on my caged cock.

“Hello relaxy head, are you ready to play?”

“Dear lady, why don’t you please get the key and get the redy thing off and treat me to real blow job, not torment me like this.”

“Tsk, tsk. You were much more polite last night addressing me as Ma’am, not ‘lady’. What happened. Didn’t relax so good? And now my usually charming prince is grumpy because his loving wife is having some fun at his expense. Is that the thanks for saving your bacon yesterday. Who knows what evil thing Julia had up her sleeve had she been able to get us both tied up.”

“Adele, darling, princess, please no more teasing. Have mercy on the mere mortal.”

That got us both laughing and she scooted up to me and kissed me.

“Good morning darling, I take you didn’t relax quite as well as I did.”

“No I didn’t, that infernal…”

Adele put a finger on my lips.

“Got the key right here dearest husband of mine.
Pointing to a small brass key nestling from a slim golden chain between her magnificent breasts.

”I’m going to sit on your face, put the key into the lock and as soon as I’ve had my first orgasm, I’ll unlock you and give you your well deserved one.”

With that it got dark and I had no choice but start licking her pussy trying to get her off as quickly as possible while my dick struggled against the plastic cage.

True to her word, Adele did unlock me after she had settled down from that first rather explosive orgasm but then she ran into trouble. The CB wouldn’t come off, at least not without causing quite a bit of pain.

“I better get some ice. Don’t go anywhere.”

We did have a dorm sized fridge in our bedroom with an ice tray so there was no need to go to the kitchen. Adele grabbed a wash cloth. Dumped the content of the ice tray into it and applied the whole thing to my dick and balls.

“Damn that hurts.”

“Probably not as much as if I had tried to pull that thing off without the ice. Might have lost some skin in the process.”

Boy did it feel good getting rid of that plastic cage. Adele didn’t waste any time and began to “warm up” my dick.

The bow job was quick and business like, no attempt at prolonging it.

Adele took my load into her mouth than scooted back up and shared it with me. We don’t do it often but I guess she thought it was the right thing to do since she had licked a bunch of her pussy juices off my face.

“OK darling, now that we got that out of the way, I want you to fuck me and I do mean fuck, not make love but I want an honest fuck. Make me yours.”

What was I to argue about, the lady wanted to get fucked so I did my best to oblige her.

Another excellent segment

Thanks

GH

Timmy.

nice how she didn't push too hard but let peter know that his "peter" may end up back there again. very good


sallyann

I'm enjoying your story Timmy. Thanks for the latest additions.

Timmy,
You are in danger of this slipping to page 2. Can't happen.

I hope the Bridge over the River Kwai is almost complete. Or perhaps you need a break from driving all those spikes home. So to speak ...

GH, Sallyannslut, Zinc and Peak,

thank you all for your comments and the bump.

I've been struggling with this next segment. Still not totally happy, I think. Just don't know.

Timmy,

I knew the cb would be rearing it head again. poor peter all locked up again. love the way this is going just hope she does not push too hard.

sallyann

Great chapter

Sallyannslut and Tef, thank you for your kind words.

Here is another segment before I get busy with train stuff again. It will be a couple of weeks before I can think about writing again. I hope you'll hang in there with me.

Most evenings dinner preparations are a joint venture. Tonight it was mostly left up to me, except that Amy Lou helped set the table. Something was afoot, not sure what but the ladies pretty much ignored me during dinner and got up as soon as they were finished eating. After refilling their wine glasses they went out to the patio while Amy Lou took off to some place to play.

I was stuck with the cleanup which again usually is a community affair.

I was getting slightly pissed and as soon as I was done went to my office to catch up on the news which I had missed while doing the cleaning of the pots and pans.

That is where Adele found me a little later, slightly agitated.

“Peter what are doing in here. I had hoped that you would join us on the patio. We were looking forward to your famous foot rubs.”

“WE?”

“Yes dear and please don’t take that one with me.”

“Adele, I don’t know what game you are playing but I’m not going to sit on the floor rubbing your feet and then Lindsey’s too. Even when you were pregnant, I did those things in the privacy of our bed room or when Lindsey was in her room.”

“As to why I’m here? Thanks to you all abandoning me, leaving me with the clean up, I missed the evenings financial news. You might remember that our business depends on information of what is going on in the world and the financial markets. I’m trying to catch up on line.”

“Please make my apologies to Amy Lou but I will not have time to read to her tonight. I will be up at eight to kiss her good night and tuck her in but that will have to do. We will need to talk after that. Now please, either join me and watch with me or leave. Your choice.”

“There was a stunned look on Adele’s face that I rather enjoyed. I don’t think I had ever talked to her that firmly.

She left and closed the door behind her a bit firmer than required.

I knew that sooner or later I had to face the ‘music. So I finished up, waited until just before eight and went up to tuck in the little princess.

We talked for a few minutes during which I explained that sometimes grownups have to work but I would always try to make time for her.

We hugged and kissed and I tucked her blanket around her just the way she liked it. Turned on the night light and the other one off, then left softly closing the door behind me.

As I walked down the hall, I had to pass our bed room. Adele was sitting on the bed with a frown on her face.

I stood in the door way and asked “may I come in?”

That got me a smile of sorts, well anything better than that frown.

“Of course Peter, it’s your room too, please come in and sit with me. Better close the door. I’ve got the baby monitor on and so has Lindsey, she’s in her room right now.”

“Peter, I’m sorry for making you miss that news cast. I know it’s your routine to watch it but I guess I never realized the importance of it. I thought it was just something you enjoyed. It won’t happen again.”

“Adele, you are forgiven. I just assumed that you knew. I was pretty steamed getting stuck with the clean up and when you came into the office with demands it got worth. I apologize for the tone but not the words I used.”

“I understand, I’m the one that should apologize. I guess that is not the only issue that is bothering you is it?

“No…”

“Peter, can we hold off discussion of those until Sunday or whenever I decide to drain you of all your cum. I think it would be better all around if we did. You are angry right now and I’m in that special funky mood. It might lead to some nasty fight which I’ve been trying to avoid. Please.”

“OK, yes I agree that risk does exist and I rather not fight with you. I love you too much. But on the other hand, any kind of explanation would make it easier for me to handle what happened today.”

“I guess, I should have talked to you about Lindsey before I put you into that embarrassing situation earlier today. Lindsey and I are no longer Boss and Employee. We are friends, really serious friends. What I’m trying to say is that I have no secrets from her. In effect she has taken the place of Julia as my number one female confidant. I’m sorry if I hurt you by not telling you about this development. I needed someone with a female perspective to talk to after the bust up with Julia. Barb would have been fine for that but she works in the city with you. Lindsey is around all the time. We have down times at the school when the kids have a rest period and we talk.”

“She has been very helpful in getting over the betrayal and loss of what I thought was my best friend in the world – outside of you. You are, please believe me when I say this, you are MY FRIEND and the greatest LOVER ever. But some things a girl can understand better. I know you’ve tried and you’ve really been good at supporting me with the Julia issue but…”

Adele trailed off and looked away from me. Something that I found a bit disturbing but decided not to mention it.

“Adele, it’s OK. I want you to have friends and confidants. It just totally blew my mind and really shook me up when you so casually mentioned the CB in the presence of Lindsey. I guess you talked to her about that before.”

Adele just had a bit of a guilty look as she nodded in acknowledgement.

“Look, it’s OK. I’m over it but then you tried…”

“Peter, you agreed to wait. Please…”

“OK, forget it. If it still bothers me by Sunday we’ll talk about it.”

“Now tell me Ma’am, how can I serve you at this moment. My chores are done”

“A bit sarcastic are we?”

“No it’s OK darling. I deserved that.

“What would be nice, would be a glass of water and some wine and when you come back with those I would like you to strip and give me that foot rub I lost out on earlier and then we’ll see what else I might require.”

“For yourself, please limit yourself to water or juice. No holy water until Sunday unless I decree that you may have some at an earlier point. It’s not proper for a ‘sex slave’ to take intoxicating spirits.”

”I’ll let you know in private tomorrow before dinner if you can join us ladies in the wine of the day. It will depend on how satisfactory your services will be tonight and in the morning. I know you’ll have to go to the office but I do expect you back in time to do most of the dinner preparation. As I said earlier, I will respect the time you need for watching the financial news.”

“Now run along and get me my beverages.”

“Yes Ma’am”. Adele just smiled.

I got the wine and water for her and I fixed myself a “Virgin Mary”.

There was a frown on her face when I got back to the bedroom.

“That took you…” but then she spotted my take and smiled.

“I was going to reprimand you for taking so long but I understand and you are forgiven. Now get naked and go to work on MY feet.”

That’s what I did, I rubbed her feet, worked my way up her shapely legs and finally started to worship at the “source of her power”.

Her last orgasm was so explosive that she almost pushed me off the bed.

It took her a while to catch her breath before she was able to speak.

“You’ve done well darling. I now need my beauty relax. Better find some other place to relax because I know that CB will keep you tossing and turning. With me not being around, maybe you’ll be able to settle down and get some rest.”

“Come up here and kiss me good night. I want to taste myself. Oh one little thing, don’t you dare and go wash your face. Wake me when it’s time for you to get up. No make that half an hour earlier. I want some of what I had earlier before you go to the office.”

It was quite a passionate kiss and I was tempted to crawl back into bed with Adele when she finally pushed me away.

“Go to relax darling. I’ll be here in the morning.”

I went across the hall into the guest room but had at first trouble falling arelax. Feeling Adele’s juices drying on my face didn’t do much for deflating my dick. But eventually I must have gone off into dream land.

Dream I did and it woke me with a start. Because the light was on in the room and Adele was cradling me against her breast. I was soaking wet from perspiration.

“Peter, what happened. I heard you crying. First I thought it was the baby but it was you. You were fighting with the blanket and kept saying ‘NO, NO in between sobs.”

“A bad dream, I don’t remember much, like how we got into this situation. But I do remember being tied up and some woman, it could have been Julia but her face was blurry was getting ready to **** you. You were tied up too with your butt up in the air and the bitch had a strap-on cock bigger than my arm. Earlier she had slapped my face with it, pretty hard. Almost knocking my out before telling me that she was going to ram it up your ass and rip you open. That you would die on her bed and after that it was going to be my turn. You must have come in at that point because there is nothing more.”

“Just stay here, I’ll be right back.”

Adele came back with a damp cool cloth and wiped my face, chest and back with it. Then she crawled into bed with me, hugged me and kept gently kissing my neck.

Funny, even though her breasts were pushing against my back and the kissing, my dick stayed soft and soon both of us were arelax again. No more nightmares.

We both jumped when the alarm went off. I quickly went to the bathroom to drain my bladder and was ready to go back to working over Adele’s pussy.

“No Peter, don’t. Yes I meant it yesterday but you had a rough night. I don’t want to stress you, at least not this morning. Go take a shower and I’ll go and make coffee. You are on your own for breakfast. I’ll be feeding the little guy in his room. Have a great day at the office and try to get back in time. Your ‘slave time’ is suspended for the moment, not ended.”

We kissed and I did as I was told. By the time I got to the kitchen the coffee was done and Adele was already upstairs with the baby.

Work was productive and running late. I knew I was in trouble of sorts but thought I could wiggle myself out of it. I called home.

“Hi Amy Lou, may I speak to Mommy please?”

“In a moment. Are you coming home soon? Will you read me a story tonight? Please.”

“Yes Sweetheart I will, now let me talk to Mommy.”

“OK”.

“Mommy, Daddy is on the phone…”

“Yes?”

“Hi Adele, sorry but I’m running late. One of the clients came in late. Will calling Yi and have him fix some sushi for us while I finish here and then pick it up qualify for cooking?”

“You rascal, I bet you planned it that way.”

“No honest, I didn’t. Check the fridge, I took steaks out for grilling and you can talk to Barb. She’ll verify what I told you.”

“She’ll tell me any story you want her to, so don’t give me that. But yes Yi’s sushi will do for tonight. Get some of the unfiltered sake for us and yes you may have one cup. Now go back to work.”

She hung up without another word as I spoke “I love you into the dead phone”.

Dinner was uneventful and as soon as we were done, I excused myself and headed into my office to watch the financial news and check on some e-mails I hadn’t gotten to in the office.

I got done in time to read a story to Amy Lou and to tuck her in. When I was done I went across the hall to look in on the little guy and found Adele feeding him which made me almost immediately aware of the CB.

Adele must have caught a facial expression because she was beaming.

“Come sit on the floor and rub my feet while I finish this little guy. It won’t be long now and I will wean him off my boobs. If you are good boy and ‘sex slave’, I’ll give you back your exclusive rights to them.”

I winced and she chuckled. That damn CB.

I have come to expect complex stories from you and this has certainly become another one. I'm eager to see where you're taking us.

Thanks

GH

Another fun roller-coaster ride. I feel for poor Peter. I don't like any of the women he hooks up with. A woman should make sure all of the men in her life are taken good care of without selfishness.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Timmy,
I think someone is slipping stuff in Pete's water. Every time he gets rid of one woman in his life who wants to dominate him and ration his orgasms, his next partner does the same. Maybe he should have taken the label of his forehead ...

OK Ollie (another fine mess you got him into),
Time for a shunt. This had actually dropped to page 2. Can't have that ...

Peak thanks for the bump. I appreciate it. Right now I've got a couple of issues. I know where I want to go with the story but not quite sure how I'll get there. The other is time.

I'm working on a big train project that has a deadline.

Sooner or later I will get back to the story.

the project

Boys and their trains (shaking my head). We will all be here when you are ready Timmy. That looks quite complicated!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Just caught up with this great story. Thanks for all your writing and hard work.

Timmy,
People say I'm the life of the party
Because I tell a joke or two
Although I might be laughing loud and hearty
Deep inside I'm blue
So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears..
(Smokey Robinmister & The Miracles)

Your tracks, my tears
(Peak)

Timmy,
You must be busy, you haven't even posted your captions for a while. However, this still deserves its place on page 1. I just hope the tracks lead you somewhere soon ...

Ms Donna, BumNote and Peak,

thank you for your comments and patience.

I've managed to put a short segment together and hopefully I'll have some more towards the end of the week.

After changing the little guy the two of us retired to our bedroom and the rest of the evening was pretty much a repeat of last night except that Adele wanted me to stay with her. I guess she was afraid of the nightmare coming back. Fortunately it did not.

The next morning I stayed home and fixed breakfast for everyone. Lindsey and Amy Lou took off for the resort after I promised that next time I would go with them.

Adele went shopping and got her hair done while I worked from home.

It was close to five that afternoon when she got back home. I was sitting on the patio with a Virgin Mary and reading some financial reports on my lap top and the little guy was taking a nap in the play pen next to me.

“Hello slave, did you miss me? Why aren’t you naked. I thought I made it pretty clear that MY sex slave was to be naked at all times while Amy Lou and Lindsey are off on their adventure. Go strip then help me with the groceries. Or better just bring them in and put them away. I’m going to take a bath. Attend to me when you’ve finished your chore. I want to discuss the rest of the evening with you.”

I was flabbergasted, no hug, no hello how was your day. I really didn’t like the way things were going. I don’t mind catering to Adele but this ‘slave thing’ is going to her head. Wonder what kind of fight we would get into if I refused.

Maybe better go along with it and talk to her about it after I’m out of the redy CB. Safer that way. She might let that Cajun temper get a hold of her and flush the key down the toilet. Not that I couldn’t get the lock off with the tools I have in the garage but why ruin a perfectly good lock and CB.

So I quickly stripped, put the groceries away, then peeled and diced an apple, cut a few pieces of cheese, poured a glass of wine and put everything on a tray together with a small vase and a couple of flowers clipped in the garden.

The smile on Adele’s face was worth the effort.

“Well now, you certainly are trying to redeem yourself and made a good job out of it.”

“Come sit on the edge of the tub and feed me.”

“Yes Ma’am”

Another beaming smile was my reward.

“Peter about dinner, I want one of the steaks you took out yesterday morning with a nice salad. You can have one too with whatever you want, salad, potato, like I said your choice. Cook the others too. I think medium rare and we can have them cold tomorrow or Sunday since you really can’t put them back into the freezer.”

“Now as to the eating arrangements, I’ll sit at the dining room table with JM in his high chair if he’s awake. You can either sit at the kitchen table or out on the deck. Your choice. (chuckling) you might like it out there. The sun is setting earlier and it’s getting cool at night. Might relieve the pressure on your CB.”

“Either way, it’s not proper for you to sit with me. Understood?”

I was getting angry and I think Adele noticed it. I got another one of those special smiles and a quiet “please”.

This time I just nodded which made Adele frown but she let it slide.

“Leave the plate and see to the dinner.”

I was dismissed.

So I went about my kitchen chores, lit the grill, fixed a nice salad for the two of us and decided to take a short cut and make a baked potato for myself in the micro wave when it came time for that.

I set one place at the dinner table and one at the kitchen table. It was getting chilly out there. There was a front coming through and might get quite a bit of rain during the night.

When everything was ready, I called up the stairs.

“Ma’am dinner is served.”

I was stunned when Adele floated, that is the only way I can describe her as she came down the stairs in a filmy white thing with yards and yards of fabric but still transparent enough to see her dark hard nipples poking against the thin fabric as well as a hint of that dark little landing strip above her pussy. She looked like an angel.

I had never seen this before, she must have bought it today during her excursion.

“WOW! Adele you look absolutely stunning.”

“Thank you Peter but I prefer Ma’am until I tell you differently.”

There was a cold tone and my dick who was valiantly struggling against the CB started to ‘dial’ back.

I didn’t say another word, just stood behind her chair ready to pull it out for her. As soon as she sat down, the little guy started to fuss and I went to get him and placed him in his high chair next to Adele.

While I was securing the straps on him, there was a brief brush of Adele’s hand on my cheek and a very quiet “I love you”.

That of course took care of my anger, at least for the moment.

I served her her steak and salad, poured a glass of wine and retreated very reluctant into the kitchen.

Now I cussed myself out for the selection of were to sit. I was my usual spot but from there I could not see her in the dining room. Changing places would have been too obvious so I left it.

I was about halfway through my meal.

“Peter, please come and take this away. I may have some of it later. Right now I need to feed our mister."

Of course my dick reacted immediately to that picture and it got worse when I walked into the dining room because Adele sat there with both breasts exposed.

“Stop staring and get a move on putting the stuff away. I have other chores for you.”

It was hard to tear myself away from the view but her tone made it clear that I was not needed or wanted around.


So I quickly cleared the table, then sat and finished my dinner before cleaning up the kitchen and putting her leftovers into the fridge.

I decided to just stay in the kitchen waiting for further instructions.

As I sat there, I started to wonder why I put up with this stuff. Was there something wrong with me? I sure didn’t like to be treated this way but on the other hand I loved Adele so much that I didn’t want to start a fight over this. I guess I had to try to trust her and hang in, all in the hope that there was a reward of some incredible sex down the road.

“Peter, please take JM, give him his bath and put him in for a nap, then come back down. I’ll need your services.”

Again, I decided to stay silent while I did as I had been told.

What a wonderful way to begin a vacation, but on the other hand while I'm gone I'm going to have to worry about how Peter will resolve this. While right now I have to admit that I'm not a fan of Adele, I understand that this is fine story telling. Truly great characters are often flawed.

Thanks Timmy

GH

GH, thank you for your comments.

I hope you'll like the turn of events when you come back from your vacation.

Adele must have detected something in my body language because when I came back down, she pointed at the chair across from her.

“Peter, something is bothering you. Please talk to me.”

I sat silent for a while looking at her.

She broke first “Peter talk to me.”

“Adele I’m having trouble with the Adele that moved into our home this week. To tell you the truth, I don’t like her very much. I’ve gone along with it ‘til now but I’m not sure if I can continue. I’m not submissive by nature. I love you and I’m trying but I’m pretty close to…”

I just let it hang out there for a bit, then continued.

“I have a feeling that you have an agenda, I don’t know what it is, but I feel you want something from me that might be very difficult for me to do. I have the feeling you’re putting me through all this stuff, the CB and all the teasing and denial because you want something from me that I’m not going to like but if I’m good boy and go along with it, I’ll get rewarded with mind blowing sex.”

I looked at her face and saw her eyes glistening. I think she was close to tears and it became clear to me that I was on the right track.

Adele got up from her seat, came over to me and sat on my lap burying her face in my shoulder and started to quietly sob.

Holding her tightly and stroking her back, I just let her be. She will talk to me in her own pace. It was a scary situation for me. I had no idea what was on her mind. Was she ready to dump me? Was there something else? Was she ill? Adele had gone for a regular check-up the end of last week. Did she get some bad news? I was scared but decided not to push for answers, to just sit tight and wait her out.

Eventually Adele stopped crying and looked at me. I reached for a tissue and dabbed her eyes and cheeks dry.

“Peter, I love you so much and I’m so sorry that I have been such a bitch. I don’t know what to do. I feel responsible for your nightmare the other night.”

With that she threw herself back against my shoulder and started crying all over again.

This time I talked.

“Adele, I know you love me (well at least I think and hope so but these last couple of days?) Talk to me baby. What is going on. Are you ill? What is happening. You have me scared. What EVER it is, we’ll get through it but you have to talk to me or I can’t help you.”

“I know Peter, this is all going so wrong. I think I’ve made big mistake.”

Adele got up, grabbed the tissue box and went back to her seat.

“Peter, please. Could you get me some water please?”

“Of course, I’ll be right back.”

I got us both some water, handed her one glass and then sat down again in my chair sipping from my water and waiting.

“Peter, this is soo, so hard.” A big sigh, then she continued.

“Confession time. Peter you were right. I’ve been scheming. This whole thing this week is a set-up. I want a concession from you. But now I’m not so sure anymore. No matter what I do, someone for whom I care very much is going to get hurt. SHIT! Why is my mind so fucked up?”

I was stunned. Adele never used profanity. There was the very rare “cuckolds brownie” if things really went wrong, but never in front of Amy Lou. This is something big. But at least, judging from her last statement, she was not physically ill. That was a relief.

“Peter, here is or this was the plan. I was going to have you so sexually frustrated by tomorrow night that you would be ready to agree to anything, just for getting release from the CB.”

“I’m sorry, I guess I’m just as much of a conniving bitch as Cindy was.”

“Peter, you agreed although quite reluctantly that I could have an occasional lesbian fling with Julia – at least until that blew up in our faces. Well, I’ve gotten so close to Lindsey and she is in love with me, that I want your permission to have flings with her.”

“There, it’s out in the open.”

I was stunned. Did I suspect, maybe way back in my mind? Now it all makes sense. The thing the other day at the dock. The fact that Lindsey doesn’t seem to have any friends.

I got up and started to pace back and forth. This can’t happen. Not to me. I don’t deserve this after all the cuckolds brownie I went through with Cindy. Not again. I won’t stand for it. If it means the end of our marriage, so be it. I’m not going to be a cuckold in my own house.

“Peter, please say something.”

Adele was sitting there, sniffling and looking very worried.

I didn’t give a rats ass about the “Goddess” thing and her restrictions on holy water, I needed a take. So I went to my cabinet, grabbed a glass and poured myself a healthy shot of 18 year old single malt. Took a sip and then sat down again.

I looked at Adele, the love of my life. Was I going to lose her? I was scared but also resolute. I would not allow myself to be become a cuckold again.

“Adele, I don’t know what to say. Did I get you totally wrong? You know the hell I went through with Cindy and now you?”

“Peter, but you let me have those flings with Julia.”

“Yes I did and I hated every moment of them. I was able to block them out. Looked at them as just longer therapy sessions with her. Not sexual escapades. I was the happiest guy in the world when Julia flipped out and screwed up that evening at her place. I was convinced that you were over those urges after that scare and that I would be the only one in your life that mattered, other than our two youngren. I guess I was wrong.”

I took another sip from my ***** and relished the feeling as it went down.

“Adele, I will not accept you having a sexual relationship with Lindsey. I will not be a cuckold in my own house – Been there, done that. NEVER again. You will have to decide what is more important. Our love for each other, family and the happiness of our youngren or a sexual relationship with Lindsey.”

“No matter what you decide. I’m going to fire her when she gets back with Amy Lou on Sunday. I’ll be generous, I’ll pay her for the next eight weeks plus all the vacation she hasn’t taken. I’ll get her a suite at one of those long term hotels by the airport and pay for that for up to one month, to give her time to find a new place but she will be gone by Monday night.”

“Amy Lou will be hurt, I can’t help that. She is young and she’ll get over it if we make a special effort to take up the slack.”

“I’ll get a cleaning service to come in twice a week to clean the house and do the bulk of the laundry but taking care of our youngren will be our job. The school is doing well and if you want you can hire a teaching aide to help keep things under control but I’ll say it again – Lindsey is gone.”

I ran out of steam and just slumped down in my chair wondering, how could that woman that I loved with every fiber of my body be so selfish, knowing what I went through during my first marriage.

There was a long silence, only interrupted by Adele’s occasional sobs.

Fantastic. This gets better and better.

Thank you.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Timmy,
Bit overdue (the backbone, not the posting) but welcome nonetheless. Knowing you though it won't end there. Soon poor old Peter will be going boldly where no man has gone before. So to speak. Can't wait. Thanks for coming back to this. I hope you stay for a while longer. I missed you here.

Wow, Thank you !

Ms Donna, Peak and Oldbearswitch,

thank you all for your comments and kind words.


This is the last installment. I've decided to bring it to an end. No need to prolong the agony.
Some of you may not be happy with either the ending or that story is finished. That can't be helped. I'm don with it. Thank you all for reading it and especially those who took the time to comment on it.

Thank you all.

I got some tissues and went over to where Adele was sitting and put my arm around her shoulder and started to dab the tears of her cheeks and out of her eyes.

“Adele, I love you more than anything in the world. I’ll do ANY thing you ask of me short of sharing you with anyone other than our youngren. I’m sorry but I’m not wired to be a cuckold. I don’t understand why I put up with it for so long with Cindy. I guess I was fooling myself. Our sex life had gotten much better, she was discreet and had her affairs out of town as far as know. Just like with your visits to Julia, I fooled myself into thinking that they were just business trips. Things went totally south when she brought that jerk from South Africa into our lives. That’s when I called it quits.”

I paused for a while to give Adele a chance to absorb what I had said.

“You my darling have to decide what is more important, your family or a change in life style. I just don’t see you living in a lesbian relationship unless you’ve been faking all that passion the last couple of years as My lover and wife.”

“I’ll be there for you, give you any help you need. If you want we can find a new counselor for us. I don’t want to lose you and I’ll fight for you but you have to tell me that you want that, that you are not ready to give up what we have.”

I decided to leave the “big gun” our for the moment. I had made up my mind that if Adele did decide to leave, I would fight for custody for JM. I’m not going to give up that little guy. While I was legally now Amy Lou’s man, she was Adele’s and I had no right to her but JM was my flesh and red.

Suddenly Adele got up and left the room. Now what? Do I go after her or give her some space?

I decided to leave her be for the moment and went over to the bar to refresh my take.

I was sitting in my chair, sipping my take when Adele came back into the living room and got down on her knees in front of me. Spread my legs and opened my pants, then started to tug on them. I wasn’t sure what was going but lifted my butt to help her get them down, next where my underpants.

One hand held my balls while the other sort of caressed the CB that I was still wearing.

Adele looked up at me with a wane little smile, eyes misty, then she refocused again on my balls and dick. Things were getting tight down there.

Suddenly there was that little key in her hand, the lock off and both hands trying to work the CB of my dick. It hurt a bit, but she managed to pull it off.

Next thing, I get treated to a first class blow job. Slow and gentle alternating with frantic sucking. It didn’t take long and I was ready to blow.

“Adele, I’m ready to cum.”

She ignored my and increased the intensity – there was no way I could hold it in any longer and blew it right into her mouth and down her throat.

Adele did her best to suck every drop of cum out of me before she stopped and looked up at me with a half smile, then licking some cum off the side of her mouth.

I expected her to come up to me to hand over at least part of the load but that did not happen. Instead, she grabbed my take off the side table and downed it after swishing it around her mouth like mouth wash. There was a little shudder as she swallowed. Adele is a wine takeer, not Scotch.

Putting the glass down, she got on my lap and started to kiss me, every inch of my face was covered with light kisses including my lips. I tried to get some tongue play going but she wouldn’t have any of it.

Finally she stopped and looked me in the eyes.

“Peter, I’ve been a stupid selfish bitch. I’m so, so sorry for putting you through this. I think I knew when you had the nightmare the other night but I pushed it out of my mind. I wanted my cake and eat it too. I wanted what did not happen at Julia’s. I wanted to show you that there is no threat to our love. I was fooled by your acceptance of my relationship with Julia. I should have known better.”

“What can I do to convince you that you are really all I need?”

“Adele, just love me. Be my soul mate. We’ll get through this together. I need you. Apparently you need me and there are two youngren that need us both.”

“Peter, can we go to bed. I’m a wreck. No sex, please just hold me.”

That’s what we did, we took separate showers and went to bed. There was some nice kissing, including some tongue action but that is as far as it went.

I remember telling Adele that I loved her before going off into dream land, except there was no dream, not that I recall and no nightmare.

At some point, Adele got up during the night to see to JM but then came right back snuggling back up against me.

I woke up to another blow job, this time Adele did share with me.

“Don’t think that you’ll get out of eating your own cum buster. I know I screwed up but you called me on it and I got my head out of my ass. I’ll be loving and faithful wife to you.”

There was a pause – then a sly grin as she scooted back down to my dick and started to lick it again.

“Do you think that maybe some day I could be your Goddess again? You know lock you up for a couple of days and you catering to my every whim, just the two of us playing. Never another permister involved. Just you and me playing some kinky games?”

I didn’t say a word for quite some time and Adele was getting fidgety, I guess getting scared that she pushed too hard too soon. We had just averted a serious crisis in our relationship.

I tousled her hair, something she hates.

“Yes Goddess, I think we can do that at some point but only after we have had a number of counseling sessions.”

“Peter, I love you. Now fuck me silly before JM wakes up and wants his breakfast.”

There is not much more to tell. We got rid of Lindsey who was very upset and tried to get to us through some shyster lawyer but we had recorded our conversation with her consent and when presented with those facts, the lawyer told her to forget it and to move on.

Amy Lou was not a happy camper for a few days but got over it pretty soon.

Adele hired a certified teacher for the school and we are considering asking for a building permit to increase the size of it.

The kids are growing and so is my business that I had to hire another assistant.

And yes every two or three months there will be a “Goddess Weekend”.

Funny thing, the last couple of times, it was my suggestion. Sex after such a weekend is absolutely mind blowing and now there is another little Wilmister growing in Adele.

THE END