One Big Happy Family

CHAPTER 20

After that night, things changed considerably for both couples. Dom and Angie spent a lot more time together, which meant Tom and Max were spending more time together as well. The four of them would go out to dinner and, other than the age difference, it was hard to tell who was together. Dom was as likely to have his arm around Angie as his own wife. Max enjoyed holding hands with Tom and kissed any of them when the mood struck her. They were all getting more and more comfortable with each other and the rapport was evident to any casual observer. What wasn't as obvious, was the inner group dynamics in the privacy of their households.

Dom was the undisputed leader and all of them treated him with the deference of a chief. When he and Max were home alone, there was no difference in how affectionate he was with his wife. They cuddled together on the couch and enjoyed each other's company more than most people married for as long as them. However, when either or both of the neighbors were present, then the dynamics changed considerably.

Angie embraced her role as 'Mistress' and Dom made sure to reinforce it whenever it was necessary. He enjoyed having two women in his bed. He especially liked watching his wife submit to Angie sexually. Angie had no problem feeding Max's masochistic desires and enjoyed her oral skills even more than her own husband's. Angie found that handling a female cuckold was similar to how she handled her own. Plenty of tease and denial with some humil_iation sprinkled in as well. Angie was using Max's newfound desire for eating pussy to seduce the woman in the same way she controlled her pussy-whipped husband.

Tom was not finding chastity as exhilarating as Max seemed to find it. He was constantly horny and knew it would be weeks before his next release. He found it humiliating to ask Dom for permission to remove the cage but, so far, Dom had always consented and removed the lock. It wasn't lost on Tom that Max was the only one to suggest he ask for permission. His own wife was happy to leave his releases to Max, and Angie still did not allow him to see her completely naked. His wife could get him to promise almost anything for the chance to gaze at her tits and suck her nipples or to enjoy a creampie left by Dom. He wondered if he'd ever get to cum on or in his wife again. It seemed he was constantly being teased by both women and left frustrated in the uncomfortable cage. At least Max would reward him with an orgasm every once in a while. The only question would be 'how?' Would she give him a hand job and let him cum on her tits or pussy or ass, or would she put the plug in him and make him masturbate in some humiliating manner? She claimed the uncertainty was the fun part. And then there was the discipline. Standing in the corner, waiting to be spanked, for the slightest transgression was becoming a common occurrence. Both women were quite strict with him and it only took a certain look for him to know he was in trouble. Punishment Nights were becoming no-nonsense affairs where his wife and Dom frequently enjoyed watching Max punish him. She had added nipple clamps, a crop for whipping his penis and balls and a strap-on dildo to the assortment of devices she used on him. He would be soaring in a submissive haze for the rest of the night and the marks from each session would still be visible the entire week.

Max was finding the relationship with the neighbors a wonderful new turn in their suburban lives. She always had a very strong sex drive and was fortunate to have a husband that knew how to feed her passions. He accepted her chastity fetish despite the obvious sacrifice he was making to his own sex life. Her chastity not only heightened the submissive feelings she got from orgasm denial, but she also got intense arousal when her husband took other lovers to satisfy his desire for pussy. Nothing got Max more turned on than Dom saying he was going out to be with a woman who could properly satisfy him. She would usually ask him to spank her before he left for the rendezvous and would continuously bring herself to the edge of orgasm until he returned that night. However, like Angie, he quickly tired of anonymous sexual encounters and yearned for the exciting days when he was with Max and her cuckold husband. To find the perfect solution right next door was like a gift from the heavens!

Max also missed having her cuckold husband. Tom reminded her of him, but her first husband was never as comfortable with the submissive role. Despite her own submissive tendencies, she liked having a man that would do her bidding and would suffer for her the way she willingly submitted to her own dominant. She also could totally relate to his cuckold feelings, so there was a certain bond in their shared experience. She was discovering that he was more of a service-oriented submissive than a masochist like her. However, that didn't stop her from using her full assortment of toys on his ass and naughty bits. She loved to use humil_iation as part of the punishment and found the new strap-on to be especially effective at turning him into a submissive little sissy. Although discipline was definitely a motivator, it wasn't really necessary. He was perfectly happy to do just about anything to make her or his wife happy. She was enjoying his puppy-dog devotion almost as much as she was enjoying being his wife's servant and pussy eater. She never knew that submitting sexually to another woman could be so exciting.

This new chemistry was stimulating to all of them as they explored the erotic aspects of domination and sub_mission, and the sensual experiences of the new relationships. Lust lingered in the air like an ever-present pheromone that drove them to crave more from each other. More hunger, more seduction, more suffering, more passion. None of them knew where it would end, but all were enjoying the wild ride.

CHAPTER 21

Angie was looking forward to spending a few days in the city with Dom. He had introduced her to some of the commercial fishing companies his family had worked with for years. This industry was notoriously difficult to break into and it wouldn't happen without the trust and high esteem they all held for Dom. This trip was an opportunity to close the deals with these companies and to cement Angie's promotion as a full partner of the consulting firm. Like her boyfriend, she was getting ready to become a wealthy woman.

Before they left, Angie had caught Tom and Max naked in the basement together. They were taking turns giving each other sensual massages. When Angie walked in, they were both glistening in oil with Tom straddling Max on the massage table and massaging her breasts. Max had her eyes closed with a blissful smile on her face as she luxuriated in the sensuality of the massage. She had given Tom a full-body massage first and was enjoying her turn on the table.

They both were startled when Angie shrieked, "What the hell is going on here?"

Tom jumped off the leather-padded table and awkwardly addressed his wife wearing nothing but the chastity cage dangling between his legs. "Hhhhoney, I thought you had left with Dom for the city. We .. we were just .."

"I can see what you were just doing," Angie hissed. "We had to run some errands before we left and I was stopping in to tell the two of you goodbye. It seems you couldn't wait for us to get out the door so the two of you could start your little playtime."

Max had sat up on the table and said pleadingly, "It's really not like that Mistress. We were just .."

Angie cut her off, "I don't want to hear a word out of either one of you. Bend your asses over that table now!" Angie stormed across the room and pulled one of the wood paddles from the hook on the wall. Tom and Max bent over the massage table with anxious looks on their faces. Angie proceeded to spank both of their asses to a bright red in a flurry of strokes from the paddle. She could hear Dom beeping the car horn impatiently as he waited for her in the driveway. Pointing to Tom, she said, "You get your ass home and I don't want you going anywhere other than work and the gym until I get back home." She gave Max a withering stare and told her, "You're grounded also. Don't you leave this house until we're back, and you will spend an hour in the corner each night before bed as you contemplate the whipping and assfucking you'll get when we return."

As Angie stormed up the stairs, she wondered what had triggered her angry response. The two of them played with each other all the time. It was probably just the surprise of finding them naked in the basement. Was it jealousy that she had felt? If so, was it jealousy of her husband or her girlfriend that triggered the response? She actually felt a bit aroused from disciplining them.

When she got into Dom's Range Rover, he asked, "What took so long?"

She shrugged and said, "The kids were busy getting each other all worked up. I felt like I'd walked in on my teenager getting naked with her boyfriend!"

"Wow, they didn't waste any time. So, what did you do?"

"I whipped their asses, told them they were grounded and that you would be dealing with them when we got back."

Dom roared in laughter. He felt kind of sorry for Max because he knew how much she'd been looking forward to spending some quality time with Tom. The whole idea that they were being grounded was pretty funny. He had something to look forward to when they got back but now he was ready to spend some quality time alone with this luscious, exciting, redhead beauty sitting next to him.

The next night, Dom and Angie were having dinner at a busy Italian restaurant with two of Dom's brothers. Apparently, it wasn't uncommon for the men in his family to have mistresses. They asked him about Max and it was clear they both really liked her. They were a little surprised when he told them Angie lived next door and was one of Max's best friends. His younger brother raised his eyes expectantly, "So, it's true what they say about the swinging burbs?"

Dom scolded his younger brother to mind his manners but the smirk on his face told his brothers all they needed to know. They changed the subject but Angie felt their eyes undressing her the rest of the night.

As they drove back to the hotel after dinner, Angie said, "Well, that was one of the strangest dinners I've ever attended."

"I'm sorry for my brothers," Dom said in exasperation. "Sometimes, they can be real apes. And, those were the most civilized of the group if you can believe it."

"They were fine," Angie assured him. "I just felt so ... dirty. You all talked about your wife as if I wasn't even there. They both had no doubt you're fucking me. I guess I don't even think about it in our little cocoon of a world where the reality of what we're doing seems so normal. But, tonight that reality felt really different. It just really made me feel like a whore in a way I've never felt before."

Dom put his hand on her knee and said, "I'm really sorry babe. I never want you to feel bad about anything we're doing."

Angie turned toward him and put her hand on his thigh and said, "I never said I felt bad about it. I said I felt like a whore. The whore that's going to fuck your brains out tonight, mister. I wanna make sure you're getting your money's worth from your little slut. As a matter of fact, tonight ... you can take me however you want." Her eyes flashed with excitement and just a hint of fear.

Dom grinned as he shook his head in admiration. "God, I love you woman." He couldn't wait to get to the hotel. There was indeed one last thing he'd been eagerly waiting to take from this woman. Her final bit of virginity would finally be his.

Well to sum it up in one word, EXCELLENCE!!!!

Another fine pair of chapters and yet more of the juicy emotional complications. This is an amazing story.

CHAPTER 22

Tom and Angie's birthdays were only a few weeks apart. Dom had taken Angie to a swanky spa in the mountains for her birthday and to celebrate her new promotion to full partner. They were spending a marvelous week together without business or spouses to distract them. The food was good, the setting was romantic, and the crisp mountain air made cuddling in front of the fire even better. The trip was equal parts relaxation and celebration.

Meanwhile, Tom and Max were also enjoying the week together. Dom had convinced Angie that they learned their lesson and to give them an unrestricted week together. Well, unrestricted except for the chastity. Although Tom and Max didn't have the amenities of a spa and fine dining, they were perfectly happy spending the week together at Max's house. They cooked together, watched movies, went for walks, and even slept in the same bed together. Tom felt a little guilty the first night in Max's bed but kept reminding himself that his wife was slee_ping in bed with her lover.

They also got a chance to enjoy massaging each other after being so rudely interrupted the last time they'd tried to enjoy it. They both wanted to enjoy a massage with a happy ending. Tom enjoyed teasing her with his tongue and fingers as he massaged every inch of her body. By the time his tongue flicked her clitoris, she was already moaning and begged him not to stop. When it was his turn, he had to settle for a prostate massage with Max's thin vibrator for his happy ending. Max had pinched his nipples and sucked on his balls as the vibe hummed in his ass. He wished his cock was buried in her pussy or in her mouth but it still felt awesome as his cum oozed slowly between the bars of his chastity cage.

It was after one of these massage nights that Tom and Max had retired to the couch in the basement together. Max was naked and curled up in Tom's arms as they watched TV. Tom had put the lacy teddy back on that he was wearing earlier. He was wearing panties and a camisole or some other lingerie under his clothes almost every day now. He claimed he only wore the ladies' undergarments because Dom had ordered him to do it, but it was becoming apparent that he enjoyed it. Wearing the feminine attire fed his sub_mission and both women loved teasing him about it. He even bought a few of the items himself.

Dom and Angie would be coming home the next day. Their return was eagerly anticipated by their spouses. As much as Tom and Max enjoyed spending the week together, they couldn't stop thinking about the couple at the spa in the mountains. One of their favorite games to play was "What do you think they're doing right now?" This is usually a game cuckolds plays by themselves when their spouse is away with a lover. The tension and angst in the cuckold's imagination grows until their spouse finally returns to soothe their anxious cuckold. However, with two people's imaginations working together, these feelings can magnify as they feed off of each other's lust and insecurities.

"If he could still fuck me, do you think he'd still want to? You know, now that he can always have her young, tight pussy, would he still want to fuck me?" Max asked as she snuggled under Tom's arm.

Tom squeezed her lovingly against him saying, "Are you kidding? There's nothing he'd love more than having the two of you in his bed together so he could take turns screwing you both. We all know the man can last long enough to satisfy two women."

"Awww, you can satisfy two women too – as long as you're using your tongue," Max teased.

Tom mused, "I wonder if she'll make me wait to lick her pussy again. After their trip to the city, she was too sore for a couple of days." Max didn't say anything in response as she pondered her own desires. She didn't know what she wanted more – to suck Dom's cock or to bury her face in Angie's pussy. Imagining she might be denied from both made her pussy tingle. She gazed at the coffee table in front of her and remembered the last time Angie ordered her in the cage before they fucked on top of the table as she lie under them. Angie had told her, "Listen quietly and rub your little nub while your husband fills my pussy with his fat cock." They left her in there for another hour after they finished fucking. She would gladly have stayed longer if they told her to.

"So, what do you want for 'your' birthday?" Max asked so they could change the subject. "I can't fuck your brains out all week like your wife got for hers, but I'm sure we can think of something fun." She gave him flirty eyes and a big smile. Tom was loving their new, intimate, loving relationship.

Tom smiled back but said with a shrug, "If you want to know what I really want ... I want to get out of this chastity ... for good." He watched Max to gauge her reaction. After all, it was her idea to put him in the chastity cage.

Max sat up and looked at him. He had an earnest, pleading look on his face. Before she could say anything, Tom quickly explained, "I will still ask for permission to cum if that's what you want and anything else you want me to do, but ... it's just so uncomfortable ... and it feels like a prison." He thought for a moment and added, "And I just want to ... feel it and stand up when I pee and ... touch it."

Max started laughing and slid her hand between his legs to feel his balls through the lingerie. The outline of the cage was clearly evident against the lacy material. "Poor thing is suffering from not being able to play with his little winky? Are you tired of having to sit to pee like all the rest of us girls?" She squeezed his balls gently, rolling them with her fingers. "You know you're going to get yourself in trouble without the cage. I'll spank your ass good." Tom continued to give her pleading eyes as the discomfort was growing in the cage as she played with his balls. Max shook her head in resignation and said, "Okay, I'll ask Dom when he gets home. We can always put it back on if you need it."

Tom gave a joyful shout and pulled her to him and kissed her on the lips. Max released his balls and wrapped her arms around him and pulled him on top of her without breaking the kiss. She loved kissing and they made out like teenagers for the next half hour.

CHAPTER 23

Angie was floating on a cloud for the entire week after she returned from the birthday trip with her lover. Tom loved seeing her so happy, relaxed and carefree. As much as he wanted to hear every detail about her trip, he also wanted to respect her privacy and not push for any more than she wanted to share with him. He did get some hints of her week when he unpacked her bags to retrieve her dirty laundry. A couple of months prior, Angie had got him to accept all laundry duties if she let him listen from the closet while she had sex with Dom and then let him eat her pussy afterward.

He sniffed her panties as he sorted the clothes and saw the stains from her arousal. He wondered if some of those stains included Dom's cum as well. Most of the lingerie looked brand new. Well, at least it was new to Tom. Mostly, she was wearing long t-shirts to bed that left very little to the imagination and allowed peeks of her ass and pussy if she bent over. These were the cheap thrills Tom was limited to, except for the times she wanted to tease him. Then, she might let him put his hands under her t-shirt to play with her breasts for a few minutes before telling him to go to sl_eep. Seeing her bare tits was becoming an obsession that was rarely satisfied. If he was lucky, she would let him lick her pussy while she sat at her makeup table getting ready for work or before a date with Dom. Lately, she wouldn't even cum when he ate her. She'd just pat him on the head and say, "okay, that's good" like she was done letting him play.

While unpacking her bag, he noticed the vibrator she always took along on their vacations was missing. He correctly assumed she didn't need it with her big-cocked lover. He also found a butt plug similar to the one Max had bought for him. He was surprised and wondered if this was one of her birthday presents from Dom. It had a heart and a date inscribed on the jewel at the end. The date would have been from their trip to the city a month prior.

Tom didn't mention what he found in her travel bag when Angie said during dinner, "Okay, I know you are dying to hear about our trip, so ask your questions and I'll tell you whatever I remember. There were a few hazy nights when I may have enjoyed too much wine, and honestly, the whole week was a blur. But, you've been very patient and haven't badgered me like you usually do and I really appreciate you giving me a chance to enjoy the afterglow."

Tom tried not to show how excited he was! He was dying to know everything. He started with, "So, I assume you had sex everyday?"

"Every day and almost every morning and night. The man was insatiable!" Angie giggled. "We had sex at least twice a day. You would have thought we were teenagers that just discovered how good sex could be." She didn't mention their trip was planned to intentionally overlap her most fertile time of the month.

Angie continued to eat her dinner as she waited for her husband's next question. "Did you have sex anywhere other than your room?"

She smiled as she remembered the weekend fun and said, "Well, we did sneak in a couple of quickies. Dom wanted to go for a hike one day and I knew something was up. We found this amazing view of the valley below the mountain and Dom said, 'This spot will be perfect.' Then, he took off his jacket and put it over a log so I could sit on it while I got him hard. Then, he bent me over the log and fucked me doggy-style. The funniest part was when two hikers came along a few minutes after we finished. I think they must have heard us because they looked embarrassed when we passed each other on the trail."

Tom laughed at that story before saying, "You said a 'couple' of quickies?"

"Well, yeah. One night we were sitting by the firepits drin_king some wine with a few other couples waiting for our dinner reservation. I could tell Dom didn't care for the yuppie couples, so he started flirting with their wives. The guys wanted to leave but their wives were enjoying themselves and were flirting back. Lucky for the guys, their reservation was before ours and after they left Dom was horny. The resort had a little chapel for weddings so we slipped in there and did it in the dark. I was wearing a skirt and no panties, so he just fucked me against the wall while I straddled him. The catholic schoolgirl in me felt so naughty knowing we were doing it in a church." She didn't mention that Dom had inserted her new plug in her ass before they went to dinner that night. He told her it felt amazing to feel the steel plug pressing on the underside of his cock as he slid in and out of her pussy.

Tom gave his wife a contemplative look and asked shyly, "Do you wish we would have done fun sex things like that?"

She thought about the question and considered her response. "Do you mean having that much sex or the sex in public places part? Or are you asking something else?"

Tom shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. It just sounds like you and Dom are having so much fun that I wonder if maybe we should have tried some of those things."

Angie put down her fork and reached across the table for her husband's hand. "Sweetheart, if we were capable of having awesome sex together, then we probably would have tried things like that and had sex more than we did." Her soft but determined gaze was too much for Tom and he dropped his eyes to the table. She released his hand as she said, "I like the way things are now. You make a much better 'boy' than a lover, and you are still an awesome, attentive husband. I don't think you realize how special you make me feel when I see the lust in your eyes and the way you submit to me now."

Tom raised his eyes back up to his wife. He could feel the swell of his devotion stirring in his stomach as she spoke of how he made her happy. Then, he remembered, "Um ... there's something I asked Max for my birthday ... and I hope it's alright with you." Angie raised her eyebrow in interest as she waited for him to continue. "Well, I kinda ... asked if I could remove this chastity device. It's just so uncomfortable. Especially with all the teasing you guys do."

Angie started laughing and shook her head in amusement. "I never asked for you to be put in that thing anyway. I do like the way you behave so much better when you're wearing it though. And, as I told you when she put it on you, I like when you eat my pussy and I don't feel like I need to reciproate. So, what did she say?"

"She's going to ask Dom if it's okay."

"Well, aren't you the lucky boy. Your wicked girlfriend seems to be getting soft. Now that she's our little sex slave, I guess she is feeling a little sorrier for you." Now it was Tom that raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, she didn't tell you?" Angie asked with a smile. "We're not just having threesomes with Dom. She spends as much time between my legs as you do nowadays. I haven't been ignoring you lately. It's just that I've been getting taken care of by both of them. Then, when Dom told me I needed to be stricter with her, I've been making sure she gets plenty of the discipline and denial the two of you seem to need so much."

Tom hadn't realized until now that he was his wife's third option for sexual gratification. She was probably only appeasing him when she let him touch her or eat her pussy. Who could blame her when she had both Max and Dom? He also thought about the times he saw the marks on Max's ass and boobs recently. He had assumed it was Dom that put them there. Imagining Max being spanked and submissively licking his wife's pussy was causing his penis to swell in the cage. Both of the strong women in his life were also submitting to someone else.

He needed to think of something else, so he got up from the table to clear the dishes. When he came around to his wife's side of the table, she gave him a seductive smile and said, "Don't look so sad, boy. I think you're going to like your birthday present from me and Dom this year." She turned toward him and spread her legs so Tom could see the outline of her pussy lips through the yoga pants. The pain between his legs got a bit more intense so he quickly headed to the kitchen with the dishes.

Angie watched him with a smile. She loved teasing him. She wondered if he would always look at her that way – with the hunger and desire etched on his face. She hoped so. It would make the inevitable changes that were in store so much easier.

One Big Happy Family Here. My B-rother and my D-ad both fucked my wife for years and eventually my D-ad moved in with us (I bought his plane ticket to come visit and he never left) He was a preacher and ended up marrying my wife in our home with me as witness.

It looks like many more interesting things in store for Tom as the arrangement progresses. Well done once again!

lynnblack

So you divorced from your wife for giving her to your d-ad?

leone55
No did not divorce my wife.
D-ad was a preacher and after he took over in our home,He did the ceremony with only me as witness and took her as His Wife.

lynnblack

therefore just an unofficial ceremony with no legal value.
What's now your wife's age?

leone55
It was legal to him and she was his wife as for as us three were concerned

CHAPTER 24

Angie was sitting in front of the patio fireplace with a glass of wine as Dom stoked the fire with an iron poker. He had invited her over 'for a glass of wine'. When Angie arrived, Max was finishing setting up the pillows in front of the fire and making sure the wine and appetizers were all easily available for the lovers. She kissed Angie on the cheek and scurried off to her bedroom so they could be alone.

"She seems especially submissive and affectionate tonight," Angie observed.

Dom finished with the fire and came to sit down on the pillows next to his lovely, redhead seductress. "Yes, she is. She can be like that when she really wants something."

Angie smiled as Dom picked up his glass of wine and they clinked their glasses before kissing each other on the lips. "Did it have something to do with boy?" Angie asked.

Dom savored the velvety Tuscan wine as it caressed his mouth and slithered down his throat. "He was part of it," Dom said as he looked into her eyes and realized she already knew about her husband's request to remove the chastity device. "I'm assuming he told you what he wanted for his birthday?" Angie nodded. "So, do you care if he removes it?" Dom asked.

Angie shrugged, "His little thing used to just make me sad, but now that I don't have to fuck him anymore I think his little winkie is kinda cute. The cage just seems so ... industrial."

"You're still planning to give him the birthday present we discussed, aren't you?" Dom queried.

"Of course. It's his birthday after all. Besides, like you said, he needs some hope that there's always a chance," Angie said amused. "So, what was the other part?"

Dom took another sip of wine before responding, "Max wants to remove the rings from her pussy."

Angie looked at Dom with a surprised expression. "Why?! I thought she was the one that wanted permanent chastity."

Dom nodded, "She was .. but I guess she changed her mind."

"Did you tell her that you were trying to get me pregnant? That we went to the mountains to try and make a baby together? Is that when she changed her mind?" Angie demanded.

"Actually, I was just getting ready to tell her when she said she had something she wanted to ask me. She told me what boy wanted for his birthday and then she told me she wanted to do the same thing," Dom replied seriously. "I was so surprised that I never got around to telling her."

Angie's face flushed as she absorbed this news. Max had never seemed a threat when her pussy was sealed closed by the gold rings. Now, suddenly, she wanted to remove them. Why? "So, what about that condition of hers where it was too painful to have sex?"

Dom sighed and said, "The doctor told her that it was likely temporary and she should be able to have a perfectly normal sex life. But, the longer she went without vaginal sex, the more she craved the teasing and denial. I only went along with it because I thought the desire would pass. I never expected it to go this long. She was the one that begged me to find another lover so I could have all the sex I wanted. She even suggested that it should be a cuckold couple. I don't think she wanted it to be a single woman."

Angie took a big dri_nk of her wine as her brain was swirling with all this new information. She was trying to calm her Irish temper but she didn't like things to be out of her control. In frustration, she spat, "So, what now? She's back to fucking you, and god knows what the two of them will be up to? I guess they'll just be running around rutting like fucking rabbits every chance they get? I just don't like it!"

Dom turned to Angie and gave her a stern look. "I'm not asking for your permission or for you to agree with this. I want my wife's hot pussy again. I'm not sure what changed her mind, but she's an amazing lover and I can't wait to have her back. That's not to say anything will change between you and me. Just like you control your husband's dick, I'll be controlling her pussy. She 'wants' me to control her pussy. She'll want 'you' to control her pussy. You may find you like this in the long run."

Angie softened her demeanor under Dom's steely gaze but she was skeptical of this sudden change and she still didn't like it. Especially now.

"I think I'm pregnant."

CHAPTER 25

Tom woke up feeling happy and a bit excited on his birthday. Angie had been cheerful ever since her return from the mountains with Dom and was especially sweet to him in the days leading up to his birthday. She even made him breakfast one morning which was becoming a rare treat. Now that she was working longer hours following her recent promotion, she encouraged Tom to do most of the cooking. She explained that he was a better cook anyway. However, Tom suspected it was her way of continuing his subservience to her as he became more domesticated.

The night before, Angie had sat on his face and told him what a 'good boy' he was as he looked up at her. She pinched his nipples and told him how much she loved him for taking such good care of her. After she came, she laid next to him in bed and ran a hand lovingly over his face and body. Before she rolled over to *****, she whispered that she'd be glad when the cage was removed and she could stroke his 'little dickie' to show how much she loved him.

Hearing those words before he fell asl_eep was music to his ears. Surely, she said that because Dom already told her he was going to grant Tom's wish. To feel his wife's hand, or Max's, or his own for that matter, around his cock was a dream come true. As a matter of fact, he couldn't think of anything he'd rather do than lie here in his bed and start his birthday with a good wank.

Just then, Angie walked into the bedroom holding a tray with two cups of coffee and a small gift-wrapped box. "Oh good, you're awake," she said happily. She sat on the edge of the bed and put the tray between them. "I know your party is tonight, but I couldn't wait for you to open this one." Her eyes sparkled as she handed him the present.

Tom could see the silhouette of her nipples through the thin material of her t-shirt. He yearned to raise her shirt and take her nipples between his lips. As usual, she wasn't wearing any panties so, when she sat cross-legged on the bed next to him, her t-shirt rode up on her hips and he could make out a hint of red hair on the pussy mound between her legs. Dom was letting her grow pubic hair again. Tom always loved the sight of her flaming red hair above her pink pussy lips. It was a colorful, exotic display luring him to sample the pleasures that lie within. It seemed so long ago when a weekend morning like this would lead to the two of them reaching for each other and fucking before breakfast. He wondered if they would ever be so sexually carefree with each other again. Or, was he remembering a fantasy and had sex always been on her terms?

He unwrapped the present and opened the small gift box to see a box of condoms and the key to his chastity device. Tom looked at his wife with confusion as he held the key in one hand and the condoms in the other.

Angie was smiling enthusiastically, "Dom granted your birthday wish! It was also his idea that you should get a chance to have sex with me if that is your choice." Tom's eyes lit up with surprise and joy! "But ... you have some options and you can only choose one. It's a birthday version of 'Let's Make a Deal!'"

Tom was becoming wary as he sensed a dilemma was forthcoming – just like the people on the TV show. Do I want Door 1, Door 2 or Door 3? "So, what are my options?" Tom asked suspiciously.

"Well, you could take that cage off, put on one of those condoms and fuck me right now," Angie said with a twinkle as she raised her eyebrows enticingly and let him think about that for a moment. Tom was just about to say he didn't care about the other choices when she held out her hands and said, "Or, I could give you a handjob and I'll sle_ep totally nude with you for a month." Tom thought about how much he yearned to feel her naked body against him in their bed at night. To feel her hand on his dick and her body in bed sounded really good. Then, she gave the final option, "Or, you could wait until tonight and get a surprise at your party that has something to do with your girlfriend."

Tom thought about his choices and couldn't see how he could pass up either Option #1 or #2. They both were guaranteed to be great and something he could have right now. Feeling his penis in her warm, wet pussy again was something he'd been dreaming about for months. However, getting to spend a month with her naked in his bed sounded really awesome too. No more dreaming about what her naked body looked like as he fell asl_eep each night. But, just like the poor saps on the TV show, he wondered what he might be passing up behind Door #3. Would it be a new car or a goat? What were they going to let him do with Max? Or her to do to him?

His cock was pressing uncomfortably within the cage when he said desperately, "I want you so bad." He tore the box open and the condoms went flying onto the bed. He ripped his panties off so he could unlock the chastity cage. He didn't even bother to take off the silky nightie he was wearing. His hand was shaking as he fumbled with the chastity lock and key.

Angie laughed, "Dom told me you would pick that one." She sat next to her husband on the bed and watched in amusement as he took the chastity device off and exposed his partial erection. The indentations of the plastic were evident on the shaft and head of his cock where it had been squeezing his erection within the confines of the penis prison. Angie reached for his penis and bounced it with one finger as he sat on the bed next to her. "Poor thing is finally free. Does it feel good, honey?"

"Oh god yes," Tom sighed. He enjoyed the feel of her finger on the head of his cock.

Tom reached for the hem of her shirt and Angie caught him by the wrist. "Oh no, no, no, sweetie," she cooed teasingly. "You only get to see me completely naked with Option #2." Tom frowned as he released her t-shirt. "So, you get to pick the position. Do you want me to lie on my back, or get on my knees or do you want me to ride you? We can even do all of them if you think you can last that long," Angie teased flirtatiously.

Tom thought about it for a moment and flopped back on the bed onto his back. His penis was completely erect now, so he put on the condom and looked at his wife expectantly. Angie leaned over on her hands and knees so her face was very close to his erection. She blew on it through the condom as she played with his balls. She stroked the shaft a couple of times and noticed the condom didn't fit very tight and smiled. What a difference from her lover. Not only the tiny penis but the lingerie and his totally submissive nature in bed. This wouldn't be sex with a lover. This would be a wife taking care of her loving husband.

Wearing nothing but the long t-shirt, she straddled her husband's hips and slid her pussy lips against the head of his erection. She was already wet. She always seemed to be wet lately. She leaned forward and put her hands on the bed on either side of his shoulders so she could kiss him on the lips. "Happy birthday, boy," she whispered as she used one hand to guide the head of his cock between her pussy lips. Tom immediately reached up and grabbed her tits in each of his hands. She slowly eased his cock into her, making sure not to overstimulate him. Her hips moved up and down as her pussy squeezed his neglected penis like a mo_ther embracing a lost ch_ild. He squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to concentrate and hold off the inevitable eruption that was rapidly boiling in his testicles. He wanted this to last forever but knew it would be over quickly after waiting so long. He wanted to remember each stroke, each lunge as he started to thrust into her by humping his hips off the bed and into her smoldering pussy. She gasped as his urgent thrusts pounded against her clit. The sound of her gasps was all it took and Tom could hold off no longer as he yelled out his pleasure in loud shouts and groans.

Before he could fully catch his breath, his wife moved up the bed and placed her pussy on his face. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out to catch the thread of cum that was dangling from her pussy. He kept licking as months of his pent-up seed poured from her pussy into his mouth. She ground her pussy on his face until she finally had an orgasm of her own.

Later, as they lie together in the afterglow of sex, Angie said, "Don't forget to thank Dom for your Birthday present tonight."

"I won't," Tom said dreamily.

"And boy," Angie said as she got up from the bed. "I expect you to be on your best behavior tonight. We have some surprises for you and I want you to know I love you very much and I want you to show me how much you love me. Understand?"

"Yes, dear," Tom replied with some trepidation.

As Angie walked past the bedroom window, Tom saw her wave. Tom sat up on the bed and could see Dom standing at the window of his house. He was sipping coffee and smiling. Tom waved and Dom nodded his head and walked away from the window. Tom assumed Dom had watched the whole thing and he really couldn't have cared less. He was so happy to finally fuck his wife that he was starting to feel horny again. Tom ran his hands over the silky material of the nightie and pinched his nipples. It made him shiver and he closed his eyes wondering what surprise involving Max he had passed up by choosing to fuck his wife. "Happy birthday to me," he thought cheerfully.

CHAPTER 26

That evening, Tom and Angie were in a festive mood as they got ready for his party. Angie was wearing a deep V-Neck spaghetti-strap top that barely concealed her breasts. Tom pleaded for just a peek, since it was his birthday after all, but she threatened to change into a sweatshirt if he persisted. He sighed in frustration as he pulled on his jeans over the high-cut, long-sleeve, black bodysuit his wife had laid out for him to wear. She told him he wouldn't need a shirt but a denim jacket would make the outfit look really hot. When he looked in the mirror it looked like he was wearing a black t-shirt under the jacket if you didn't look too closely at the shimmer from the satin material.

Dom was also in a festive mood when the young couple arrived and complimented both of them on how nice they looked. However, Max appeared to be pensive and distracted. Once Tom got his beer and the rest had a glass of wine, Dom made a toast. "We get wiser as we age and begin comprehending what matters in life. Not the stuff we own and the statuses we so claim. What's truly important, I believe, are the individuals closest to us because they represent who we are as humans. Cheers!"

They all clinked glasses and took a sip. Then, Angie said, "I'd like to make a toast to the most important man in my life."

Tom laughed and said, "It's not Dom's birthday yet."

They all laughed and Angie punched him playfully on the shoulder before she raised her glass to make her own toast. "It is in your arms that I always feel safe, in your eyes that always makes me feel beautiful, in your touch that always makes me feel wanted, and it is on your birthday that I wait to celebrate only you all throughout the year. With many surprises waiting ahead, Happy birthday, my darling." Angie gave him a big kiss with her bright red lips and they all yelled Cheers! and took another dr_ink.

Even though it was his birthday, Tom still helped Max prepare dinner in the kitchen while the other two got cozy in front of the fireplace. As Tom was washing some raw vegetables in the sink, Max came up behind him and ran her hands over the silky material of the bodysuit and tweaked his nipples. Then, she ran a hand down his flat stomach and under the waistband of his jeans until she cupped his cock through the material of the bodysuit.

"Mmm, are you enjoying your new freedom, boy?" she said as she massaged his growing erection.

Tom sighed as he leaned his head back and she bit his earlobe playfully. "Oh god, yes," he groaned urgently.

Max removed her hand from his pants and slapped him on the seat of his jeans. "The time in the gym is really showing, boy. Your ass and body are looking fabulous. Too bad you don't have a cock to match the rest of you. You'd be the total package," she quipped with a playful smirk. She went back to prepping the chicken cordon bleu and eventually said, "I hear you got lucky this morning. That must have been a surprise."

Tom didn't know why but he felt a little guilty admitting to Max that he had sex with his wife. Maybe Angie was right and Max really was becoming his girlfriend. Who was he kidding? There was no doubt he was falling hard for this woman. Even if she was almost old enough to be his mo_ther. He'd do anything for her or his wife. He had only recently found out Max was spending more time with her face between his wife's legs than he was. He wondered why she hadn't mentioned that to him and how she felt about his wife finally having sex with him. It seemed everybody was always keeping secrets from him.

"The only thing that could have made the surprise better would have been you and me licking her pussy together afterward," he said coyly.

Max smiled without looking up. She would have enjoyed that too. Her feelings for the young couple were growing deeper. She was surprised by how thrilling it was to submit to Dom and his lover, but she was even more surprised by how much she was falling for this younger man. It was like she had her own cuckold again. He adored her and she wanted to give him everything his kinky little heart desired.

Tom asked, "Is everything alright tonight? It seems like there is something on your mind."

Max didn't say anything for a moment as she turned toward him and looked like she was pondering her response. Tom put his hands on her shoulders tenderly and gave her an empathetic look of concern. Before he could say anything further, her face broke into a furtive smile and she said, "I can't believe you didn't pick sex with me as your birthday present." Max put the chicken cordon bleu in the oven and told Tom to grab the veggie tray and follow her. "It's time for your birthday spanks."

Tom was stunned. What did she mean by "Sex with me?" He frequently ate her pussy and she never referred to that as 'having sex' with her. Did she mean something else? More secrets!

Dom and Angie were sitting on the couch laughing about something that happened during their recent trip. It was evident they were in a celebratory, excited mood. Angie was sitting on the couch with her legs thrown over Dom's lap. Dom was running his big hand up and down her thigh affectionately. Tom checked to see if either of them wanted anything before putting the vegetable tray on the table. Max poured herself another glass of wine as she got cozy on the couch next to Angie. Tom noticed that Angie pointed to the floor in front of her and Max quickly moved off the couch and sat on the floor in front of the lovers.

As Tom came to join them in front of the fireplace, Angie said, "Why don't you take off those jeans birthday boy and show us the pretty bodysuit I gave you for your birthday?"

Tom slid the jeans over his hips and down his legs to reveal the bulge that was forming beneath the silky black fabric. He felt embarrassed as he stood before them in the feminine bodysuit. Now that he was completely shaved at all times, he felt especially vulnerable and exposed whenever he was made to present himself. Each of them commented on his newest outfit by whistling or making a compliment.

Angie said sexily, "That wasn't your only present today, was it boy?"

Tom answered with a red face, "No .... And I wanted to thank you Sir for giving me such a wonderful gift."

Angie was beaming as she watched her husband submissively express his gratitude to her lover. Max watched him sympathetically from her spot on the floor. She could see the hum_iliation was already creating a wet spot between his legs. Dom's face was impassive as he said, "I hope you enjoyed it, boy. It wasn't easy convincing your wife to allow you in her again. I believe her exact words were, 'I thought that was girl's job now.'"

Tom and Max both looked surprised as they looked at each other and then to Angie. Angie's face turned a bit sterner as she looked at her submissives and said, "I know the two of you. You're like sex-starved teenage sluts that can't keep your pants on. Well, things are going to change around here and both of your orgasms are going to be rationed. If you're not going to be locked up, then you can earn your releases. Depending on how well you take care of us, will determine when and if you are granted your private playtime. You are pleasure slaves now. You won't play with yourselves or each other without permission. Understand?"

They both nodded their head but neither of them had any idea what this really meant. Angie continued, "Boy, I hope you enjoyed your little squirt this morning. It looks like it may be a while until you get a chance to earn another if eating my pussy is your way to earn it. You'll have to get in line behind girl. She's an eager little beaver, aren't you girl?"

Tom looked at Max and realized they were now going to be in competition to get the chance at eating his wife's pussy. Max slid her hand up the inside of Angie's thigh and Angie responded with a laugh as she ran her fingers through Max's hair. Angie gave Tom a devilish look and said, "Fortunately, my pussy isn't the only way to earn your rewards." She turned and smiled at Dom. "I told Dom how exciting it was watching you suck him off and he promised me for my birthday that he'd make sure you got more chances to do that." Tom's eyes got wide as he watched Dom kiss his wife on the lips in agreement.

"And you girl," Angie hissed as her fingers closed into a fist with Max's hair held tightly in her grasp, "You are still not allowed to orgasm without permission. You may be fucking again but we both own your pussy now." Max gasped from the pain of the hair pulling and looked into Angie's fiery eyes as tears formed in the corners of her own. "Master will take you when it pleases him, but know this – for every unauthorized orgasm, you will be punished." Angie released her hair as Max shrunk away from her without moving from the spot.

Angie took a deep breath and her demeanor changed back to cheerful as she said, "Okay then, let's give boy his birthday spanks so we can eat!"

Tom took a turn across each of their laps for mostly playful spanks before he and Max returned to the kitchen to retrieve dinner. As Max pulled the chicken cordon bleu from the oven with big pot holders on each hand, Tom asked, "What did she mean by 'fucking again'?"

Max placed the hot dish on the oven and began to move the chicken to the four plates saying, "Last night Dom removed the rings. It looks like we're both out of chastity now." She turned toward Tom to see his reaction. She realized that she wanted to do this for him as much as she wanted to do it for her husband.

Tom was shocked but then wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly against him. He was truly happy for her but became concerned and asked, "Aren't you worried about the pain?"

She shrugged and said, "It wasn't bad. I'll be alright." Then, she smiled teasingly and said, "You heard the lady. It will be my job to take care of you now. I'm pretty sure your cute little thing won't hurt me." Max enjoyed watching her young, handsome admirer imagine the prospect of having sex with her. She handed him two plates and she took the other two as they went to serve their masters.

CHAPTER 27

After blowing out the candles on the cake, Tom sat at the head of the table with some gifts piled in front of him. The first one was from Dom. It was two cigars, a bottle of bourbon, sweet vermouth, bitters and a jar of cherries in honor of the time they went to the cigar bar together. "This time, let's try not to get you so dr_unk," Dom laughed heartily. "I want you to remember telling me how much you want to give your wife to me. A lot has happened since that night out. If you ask me, I think everything you said you wanted is now happening. Who knows what else you might tell me next time."

Tom thought about that night at the cigar club. It seemed so long ago but it really wasn't that long ago when he told Dom about his wife's desire to find a lover and his desire to be sexually dominated by both women. At least, that is what Dom told him he had said before he passed out. But, why wouldn't he have said it? It was absolutely true. He was living his fantasies in real life. What would he say now if they had a similar drun_ken conversation? How much further did he want this to go?

Next, Max handed him a gift-wrapped box. He opened it and was surprised to see a box of condoms. His second box of condoms in the same day! Max shrugged and said, "I thought we were going to use those tonight but you didn't pick me. Maybe we'll get another chance someday." Everybody laughed but Tom felt like it might be a long time before he got that chance.

Finally, Tom got to the box from Angie and everyone got quiet. He nervously opened the box and was confused when he saw the contents. First, he pulled out a t-shirt that said, "DILF - Devoted. Involved. Loving. Fa_ther." He looked at his wife confused and she was looking back with wide eyes like she was getting ready to burst. He looked back in the box and pulled out the other item. It was a package that said 'Daddy's Diaper Duty Service' on the wrapper and showed a picture of a guy wearing a toolbelt with diapers, baby wipes and a can of air freshener in the pockets. The room was still silent as he looked back up and Angie said, "Honey .... We're going to have a baby!"

Tom looked around at each of them in stunned confusion. Nobody said anything as they waited for his reaction. Finally, the realization of the situation began to occur to him and he felt the room start to spin around him. He was glad he was sitting as he grabbed the closest glass of wine to him and drained the entire glass. He looked at Max and she had a very concerned look on her face as she watched him absorb the same news she had received the day before. He looked at Dom's stoic face and couldn't tell how he felt about the whole thing. Finally, he looked at his wife again and the world stopped spinning when he saw her glowing face.

Tom jumped up from the chair and threw his arms around his wife. "We're having a baby?!? We're having a baby!!"

Everyone burst out in celebration and relief as they all embraced in a big group hug and then began to hug each other individually. Angie had tears in her eyes which caused Tom to start tearing up as well. She kissed him on the lips with passion and then said very softly, "I love you soooo much." Tom grabbed her tightly and hugged her again. Despite the emotions of the moment, he still couldn't help but notice the swell of her breasts against his chest. God, what he wouldn't give to be able to throw her on the floor and make passionate love to her right now.

A pop of a champagne cork brought him out of his reverie and Dom was pouring expensive champagne into glasses for everyone – except for Angie who had club soda. Now, it was really going to be a party! Tom would never forget this birthday!

Wow! What an interesting and sweet twist of affairs! you really do keep this excellent story dancing!

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Continued greatness of this story!

CHAPTER 28

Tom was waiting for Max in his bedroom. His bedroom was down the hall from his wife's bedroom, the master bedroom that used to be his as well. Lately, she spent most nights in her other bedroom in the house next door. The master bedroom that used to be Max's bedroom, but now Max had her own bedroom down the hallway from the two lovers. It wasn't like Tom and Max never slept with their spouses anymore. They were invited to share their beds quite often. But, now those big, king-size beds were 'invitation-only' for the two pleasure slaves.

Assigning Tom and Max to their own bedrooms was Angie's idea. When Dom convinced her that she should start letting them play with each other more often, she retorted, "Well, he's not fucking her in my bed. They can have their own beds for that." She also liked the fact that they could hear her and Dom having sex and would come running to cleanup or do whatever she wanted with a simple whistle.

Tom thought about the conversation he had with his wife right after she had announced her pregnancy at his birthday party. They were lying in bed together with her snuggled against him spoon-fashion and she had allowed him to put a hand under her nightshirt to cup her bare breast. She had been especially sweet to him since the birthday surprise. It was evident to her that Tom was still trying to process the whole situation.

"Are you happy that I'm pregnant?" she had asked.

He squeezed her boob lightly and murmured in her ear, "Yeah, baby."

She rolled over to face him but let him leave his hand under her shirt. Her face was close to his on the pillow and she looked at him with teasing eyes as she slid a hand down his belly and lightly grabbed his penis under the silky panties. "Are you glad it's another man's?"

He didn't answer and swallowed hard as he contemplated her question while she stroked him. She moved her face even closer so their noses were almost touching and said softly, "Does it make you feel humiliated that I wouldn't have your baby, but I couldn't wait for him to make me pregnant? That I want his big cock in me but not yours anymore? That squeezing my tits or licking my pussy will be the most you can hope for now?" Her stroking was getting firmer and he was fully erect now. His breath was catching in small gasps as she licked her lips and kissed him gently on the lips. "I think you want to be my slave more than you want to be my husband. You want Dom to fill that role now. You want to take care of me and the baby and to do whatever you can to make me happy for the rest of my life. Don't you?"

Tom felt the emotions well up inside him and the imminent spasms of orgasm as he almost shouted in a loud whisper, "Yes. Oh god, YES!" And he came in big bursts all over her hand and inside his panties as the tears began to roll down his face. She released his penis and pulled him against her chest with her wet, sticky hand on his back as she shushed him like a mo_ther consoling a crying baby.

It had been almost four months and that was the last handjob Angie had given him. Her demeanor changed after that night. At first, there was a subtle increase in her dominance and general attitude toward him and Max. There was an air of "I'm carrying his baby and you need to give us some space." But, now that she was more than halfway through her pregnancy, there was absolutely no mistaking that she was in charge and Tom and Max were expected to toe the line – no matter how unreasonable she might be at times.

Tom heard the door open and a minute later Max came in the bedroom. Tom was sitting naked on the bed. Max was wearing a raincoat and her hair was wet. It was a rainy night and she had run across the yard from her house next door. She kicked off her wet flip flops and gave Tom an exasperated look. Tom asked in a leery tone, "Is everything okay?"

"God, that woman can be a bitch sometimes," she snapped back.

"I mean, we're still ... well, everything is still on, right?" he whined.

Max gave him a long look before saying, "Well, yes and No." She removed the wet raincoat and threw it over a chair sitting in the corner. She was naked under the raincoat. Tom could see the gold rings dangling seductively from each of her pierced nipples and the tattoo around her breasts and her shaved pussy that no longer had the chastity piercings. He never tired of looking at her naked body and his penis was already responding to her presence.

"What do you mean?" Tom asked.

Angie shrugged and said, "She wasn't feeling well. Said the baby was moving around so she didn't want to have sex before bed, but Dom is constantly horny when he sees her pregnant bod. So, she told me to get in there and take care of him before I came over here. He pounded me real good and when he was done she told me you could lick me clean but I had enough fucking for one night."

Tom looked crestfallen and said dejectedly, "But she promised we could tonight. She said we both have earned it."

Max stood in front of him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders so his head was resting on her stomach as he sat on the edge of the bed. Tom could smell the scent from her used pussy. "I know sweetie, but she is a hormonal mess right now. She's glowing and happy one minute and a raging bitch the next." Max knelt on the floor in front of him and looked up saying, "She did tell me I could blow you but if either of us gets off tonight then we both get spanked tomorrow." She looked at him with questioning eyes and a smile. "I'm game if you are."

Tom paused and then shook his head eagerly. "It'll be worth it. But, let me lick you first. I've been waiting anxiously and I don't think I'll last very long."

With that, Tom laid flat on the bed and Max knelt over him, facing his feet. She lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth and sighed as she felt his tongue lapping the combined juices on her moist pussy lips. She leaned forward and slowly stroked his erection, being careful not to get him too excited before she sucked his cock.

CHAPTER 29

Tom watched his very pregnant wife reading the news on her iPad as she ate the breakfast her husband made for her while she got ready for work. Tom couldn't get over how large her breasts had grown with the pregnancy. He could imagine himself sucking her nipples and tasting the milk that would trickle into his mouth as she stroked his hair and told him what a good boy he was. He didn't even fantasize about fucking her anymore. Now, it seemed so forbidden that he didn't dare even fantasize about it. On the other hand, fucking Max was something he thought about all the time. He'd only been allowed a few times, but he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Angie was adamant that Tom, and especially Max, understood her expectations for a pleasure slave. "The only pleasure you should get is from making sure that we are properly taken care of. Understand?!" Although she wasn't usually mean about it, she made sure there was no doubt who was queen of the household. She no longer did any chores or cooking. She had convinced Tom to quit his job since she wanted him to be home to take care of the baby when it was born. Even though the baby hadn't been born yet, he was already a house husband. Some days he felt like he was nothing but her servant and then other days, like this one, he felt like they were just another typical suburban couple.

"Why are you staring at me?" Angie asked without looking up from her iPad.

Tom took a sip from his coffee cup. "Can't a man enjoy looking at his gorgeous pregnant wife?" he responded cheerily.

She put down the tablet and put her hands on top of her very round belly. "God, I can't wait until this thing is out of me," she complained. "I hate feeling so fat and wobbly all the time." Then, she looked at her husband and with a sardonic look said, "Well, at least you're wearing jeans and a t-shirt instead of your usual sexy nighties at breakfast. I guess you can call yourself a man today. What are you wearing underneath?"

"Panties and a cami," he replied shyly.

His wife shook her head in amusement. "Is this grocery shopping day?"

Tom nodded his head, "And the painter is supposed to be here to finish the nursery this morning." He sipped his coffee as Angie finished the strawberries and cream. "Do you want to meet for lunch later today? I don't need to be here with the painter if he's not finished. Besides, I haven't seen you much this week."

"Awww, are you feeling left out babe? I told Dom you would be and that's why I slept here last night. We've just been really excited with the baby almost here. I think Max is excited as we are. She's getting everything ready over there. I think she's already bought the baby a full wardrobe. The two of you are going to be such great nannies," she laughed. Then, she leaned as far across the table as her stomach would allow and said sincerely, "You're going to be such an awesome daddy."

Tom tried to smile back but could only muster a half-smile. Angie asked, "What's the matter sweetie?"

Tom looked up and said, "Sometimes it doesn't feel like I'm even your husband anymore."

Angie got up and started to come around the table when she grimaced and yelped, "Ow!" Tom started to jump up to see if she was okay but she motioned for him to stay. "He's not being very nice to his momma!" Angie groaned as she put a hand on her stomach. Then, she stepped in front of Tom and said, "You want to feel your son's foot? At least that's what I think it is." She guided Tom's hand under her shirt and to a spot on the bare skin of her belly. He could feel a bump that was moving somewhere below the skin. Angie grinned and asked, "I think he wants out as much as I want him out."

Angie stayed in front of Tom and held her hand over the hand he had on her stomach. "Rub my tummy, baby," she cooed. From his chair, Tom looked up into her eyes as he ran his hand lightly over her pregnant belly. Angie ran her hand lightly across his cheek and ran her fingers through his hair. In a soft voice, she said, "You're more than just my husband baby. Do you think there is any man in this entire neighborhood that takes care of their wife they way you take care of me? Anyone who proves their love more than you do every single day? I'm the luckiest woman in the world and it's all because I'm married to the most awesome husband a woman could have. I only wish I could be as good of a wife as you are a husband. I'm trying to make sure you get everything you really need. I knew Max could give you more of the kinky stuff you like and I try to give you the teasing and other things that turn you on. And, let's be honest, if we're doing it right, then it's going to be hard on you." She pulled a chair over and sat down next to him. "We're getting ready to be parents. I really want you to be as excited as I am. God knows, you'll be a better dad than I'll be a mom," she said with a laugh. Then, she looked more intently, "And Dom is the fa_ther. So, he will always be a part of our lives. He's also my lover and makes me very happy. And, I'll admit he does things for me that you can't. But, it's also true that you fill a part of me that he never could. I never could have imagined my life could be as wonderful as it is right now. I LOVE everything about it. But, I really want you to love it too so tell me what you want to change and I'll consider it."

Tom loved the feel of her bare skin on his hand and fingers. He was starting to feel guilty for complaining to her about his insecurities. He knew she really loved him so why was he being such a whiny bitch? She should be leaving for work happy and cheerful. Being so pregnant, didn't she have enough to worry about? Instead, she was having to console her ungrateful boy. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his head on her stomach. "I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean to be such a bitch. I don't want to change anything."

Angie stood there for a moment patting his head and taking a deep breath before saying, "I need to go to work now but you can go stand in the corner until Max gets here. I'll tell her to cut some willow switches and to hurry over before the painter gets here. You can rub lotion on my belly, and who knows where else, when I get home tonight."

Then, she left for work and Tom walked to the corner dejectedly, feeling sorry for his selfishness. He was almost thankful for the thrashing he was about to get.

Tom and Max are getting deeper and deeper in! It will be interesting to see how all this is working for Max. Still as good a story as I've read on here in a long time.

Mr Fire and everyone else that responded, thanks for all your positive feedback! I had fun writing this one.

CHAPTER 30

Dom loved to watch his wife riding his cock. She was always so uninhibited in her lovemaking and, even after all these years, her infatuation with having sex with him made him love her that much more. It was hard to understand how she could have gone so long in her insistence on remaining in chastity. He could only assume the sexual tension from the constant edging, combined with the baggage of her strict catholic upbringing, created a weird obsession that led to her long-term self-denial.

As he watched her sweaty body writhe in a more urgent manner as she rode him like a cowgirl on an untamed stallion, he said, "You better slow down darling or you're going to get yourself in trouble."

"I don't care," she almost shouted through clenched teeth.

"I do," he said sternly as he rolled her onto her back without ever leaving the depths of her very hot, wet pussy. Her hips continued to thrust against him from under his large frame. He slowly withdrew his cock from her demanding pussy as she begged him not to stop fucking her.

"I'm so close, baby," she pleaded.

"I know. That's why I'm going to stop and let you finish this the way you started it," he replied pleasantly as he rolled off her and threw his legs over the side of the bed.

He smiled as Max pouted in frustration and got on her knees in front of him. She wasted no time taking his large erection into her mouth while using both hands to stroke his shaft and knead his balls. He was close and she knew this wouldn't take long unless he wanted to hold off. Her sexual frustration was put on hold while she focused all of her energy on making sure she pleasured the magnificent cock in her mouth. She felt his hand stroking her hair lovingly and felt his balls start to tighten as she prepared for the imminent burst of his love offering. She never tired of the taste of his cum and missed pleasuring him like this as often as she used to when the rings were still in place. Now that he had his younger, pregnant lover, he tended to spend more time with her in his bed.

Dom roared in satisfaction as he climaxed from his wife's expert oral skills. She never released the shaft from her mouth until he finally said, "Okay, okay, that's enough," as his cock became too sensitive for any more stimulation. She looked up at him from her knees with a pouty look on her face and he tousled her hair in gratitude for her devotion. He watched her walk away toward the bathroom and could still see the marks on her ass. Almost a week ago, Angie had made her cut a bundle of willow reeds from the bush in the backyard and then, after trimming the ends so they were all the same size, she had her wrap one end of the bundle with a pretty red ribbon to make a good handle. Angie punished Max for having an orgasm without getting permission first. Angie didn't care that Dom had woke up horny and wanted to fuck her. "Sometimes, life just isn't fair," she had explained before thrashing her harshly with the bundle of evil.

Everyone knew Dom could put a stop to it if he wanted to, but, for the most part, he avoided getting involved in these domestic disputes. Sometimes you just had to let the lady of the house, be the lady of the house. Besides, he had little doubt that his wife had spent the week admiring the welts and marks on her ass whenever she looked in the mirror. Later that same night, Max had laid with her head in Angie's lap while they contentedly watched a movie together.

Dom couldn't imagine how things could be going better in his life. He had a gorgeous young lover and a hotwife that were always eager to take care of his needs, and they were just as eager to play with each other which he never tired of watching. The cuckold had completely accepted his place in all of their lives and was actually fun to hang out with when he wanted some male companionship. But, most of all, he was going to be a fa_ther! And, they recently found out it was a boy!

Meanwhile, in the house next door, Tom was standing in the corner thinking about how sexually frustrated he was becoming. It was almost as bad as being in chastity. Almost. Like Dom, Tom found his wife's pregnant body incredibly sexy. Unlike Dom, he hadn't seen her completely naked in a very long time. He was infatuated with the increasing size of her breasts and every time she put on one of her skimpy t-shirts where her nipples stretched the material, he would get an erection. Angie still hadn't touched his penis since the handjob at the beginning of her pregnancy. She was leaving all of that to Max, but lately she wasn't even allowing Max to do anything with him.

Apparently, Max had her hands full with the two of them. Angie was frequently horny with the testosterone from the baby coursing through her body and Dom was just as horny with the hot, pregnant redhead that spent most evenings at his house. The previous week, when Tom was rubbing lotion on the welts of Max's ass following her whipping by Angie, Max told him, "I feel like the house whore lately. She tells me, 'After you finish rubbing my feet, give him a blowjob. I don't feel well tonight.' Or else, it's 'Mmm, that feels good. Now, why don't you get my pussy ready for his cock?' Then, when I finally get to enjoy his cock myself, I get my ass whipped because I forgot to ask permission to cum?"

Tom suspected Max knew he was secretly wanking during his many nights home alone, but she never said anything. As Angie and Dom became more committed to their role as the leaders of both households, Tom and Max became kindred spirits as their compliant servants. Max still enjoyed being Tom's de facto disciplinarian and occasional dominatrix, but their relationship was becoming much more equal and loving. When the lovers went out on a date or wanted to be alone, Tom and Max would get together as well. They limited their public displays of affection to times when they were alone since Angie didn't like seeing it. Even though Angie referred to Max as Tom's 'girlfriend', she preferred to see them interact as friends and servants and not as lovers. Being lovers was something she and Dom enjoyed – they were more like silly teenagers with a crush as far as she was concerned.

Tom wondered if he and Max would cuddle on the couch after she whipped him since Angie would not be there to watch. Max liked to give him aftercare whenever she had a punishment session with him. Unless, of course, part of the punishment was to be sent to bed or back for more cornertime. That was usually Angie's demand when she felt he was 'acting like a spoiled brat.' He hoped that wasn't what she told her this morning. He imagined Max in her backyard cutting the switches from the willow tree as he stood there in the corner. After seeing her ass earlier in the week, he shivered thinking of his own looking that way when she finished. At least, he hoped he would get to eat her pussy when she was finished. He could feel his penis start to harden as he contemplated pulling his panties down and bending over the kitchen table for her. He knew she wouldn't spare the rod. She made sure he would not be spoiled!

Tom's daydreaming was interrupted when Max came storming through the door a few minutes later. He still had his nose in the corner waiting tensely when Max said curtly, "Tom, we have to go! We can take care of that later. Her water broke!"

CHAPTER 31

"Dominick!" Tom shouted. "Quit picking on your sister and put your coat back on."

He looked at his watch and wondered how much longer he could keep a 5 and 3 year-old busy on the playground. Perhaps he could take them for ice cream and ki!! another half hour but then they would be on a sugar high before dinner and Angie would throw a fit. It would have been so much easier if they still had two houses. He could have just stayed home with the kids while they were busy at the other house, but that was no longer an option.

After their dau_ghter was born, Dom insisted they all live under the same roof so he could see his kids everyday. It wasn't like he wasn't seeing little Dominick every day anyway. Dom was crazy about the kid and the boy was a spitting image of his fa_ther. Tom remembered when Angie's mo_ther had come to visit a few months after he was born. Despite the differences between her and Angie, she wanted to see her grands_on. She didn't say anything at first, but when she met Dom the next day it all made sense. She waited until she was alone with Tom. She had always had a better relationship with him than her own dau_ghter. "Well, as much as I know it would ki_ll her to say it, I see my dau_ghter is more like me than she would admit." Tom looked at her curiously. "It was her dad's best friend, not the neighbor, but he was around all the time when she was growing up. She called him Uncle Bill. He was at all her games, birthdays, special events. I always wondered if she knew." Tom's eyes got wide as he realized the secret she'd just dumped on him. His fa_ther-in-law was a cuckold? He still hadn't mentioned it to Angie. He felt certain she didn't know and he wasn't going to be the one to tell her.

Tom told the kids it was time for ice cream and they cheered. He only had to keep them busy for another half hour. He was under strict instructions not to return before 5 PM. It was Dom's birthday and he was getting a special pre-dinner present from the girls. One that couldn't be delivered properly with the kids in the house. Usually, Max would be with Tom taking care of the kids, but Dom had made it clear he wanted both women on his birthday. Later tonight, Dom would retire to the master bedroom for a quieter, sensual evening with Angie, but first he wanted a wild sexual romp with both of his women. Tom figured he needed to prove he was still the same virile stud no matter how old he was getting.

A short time later, he turned the black Suburban onto the long driveway that led up to their large two-story McMansion that sat on top of the hill and was surrounded by trees. Dom had teased Tom when they looked at the house, "You won't have to worry about the neighbors seeing you in your high heels and pretty things anymore, boy." Tom remembered those days when he spent most of his time indoors dressed up in feminine clothing or naked while he served Dom and Angie. Now, he was only allowed to wear lingerie under his clothes and after the kids were in bed. Dom didn't want his s_on to be confused by daddy wearing ladies clothes. But, that didn't mean he wasn't required to wear pretty things anymore. He still was expected to be dressed whenever he was orally pleasing someone and whenever he was being punished.

Dom preferred Tom in feminine attire to reinforce the fact that he wasn't the man in the house, but he'd found other ways to emphasize the point as well. Now that they were all living under the same roof, Dom's expectations for housekeeping, timeliness and meals were the law. When he was unhappy that usually meant a trip across his knees with a paddle or across the bed with his belt. This was always followed by a blowjob to thank him for the spanking. Although the women would occasionally find themselves bent over for his discipline, it was almost always Tom in the crosshairs and the ladies would eagerly watch the show.

Tom parked in front of the small barn behind the house. The barn was his refuge from the congestion of the busy household. The previous owner had built a man cave with a bar and big comfortable couches and chairs. The sound system was top of the line and Tom had spent many nights laying on the leather couch listening to soft jazz and decompressing from a long day of watching the kids and taking care of the large house. Dom and Angie felt he deserved his time alone but they also used it as an adult 'timeout' where Tom and Max could be stripped and left to contemplate the error of their ways. The massage table and marble-top cage from the previous house were both in the room. They also had added a few enhancements.

There was a throne in the corner where the cushion could be removed to reveal a cushioned hole that resembled a toilet seat. The legs of the throne were shorter than a usual chair and there was just enough room for a pers_on to lie on the floor with their face under the hole when the cushion was removed. Both Tom and Max had already spent quite a bit of time with their eager tongues tending to the pers_on sitting on the throne. Tom was shocked the first time Dom's balls splayed across his face as he laid under the throne. Angie had howled in laughter but Tom dutifully licked and sucked Dom's nut sack and put his tongue in his asshole when it was clear that is what he wanted. The lovers left him under the throne as they fucked on the leather couch afterward.

Angie also added a bar table that had a glass tabletop with legs that looked like sturdy, wooden sawhorses. The glass top could easily be lifted off and the sawhorses doubled as a punishment bench. Angie would tell Max to straddle one of the sawhorses so her pussy was resting uncomfortably on the small one inch wide edge. The sawhorse was too high for her feet to touch the floor. Then, she would attach her ankles to the wood rail along the lower part of the sawhorse and cuff her hands behind her back so she couldn't use her hands to relieve the weight pressing down on her pussy. She'd tell her she'd be back later, or she might just relax on the couch and read a book. It didn't take long before Max would be shifting uncomfortably and then groaning from the pain of the wooden edge pressing against her pussy. Once Angie decided she had enough, she'd make her beg to be spanked or to have her pussy whipped if Angie would let her off the sawhorse. Angie especially liked to do this when she felt Max was behaving like a 'petulant little slut' like she had recently.

Angie opened the back door of the house as the kids charged up the three steps onto the backporch that looked out over the woods and barn. There was a chil_dren's playground built under the trees that included swings, a slide, a small climbing wall, and plenty of things to climb over and crawl through. "Mooommmmaaa!" They both shouted in chorus. Angie held her arms open with a big grin on her face as they ran to her with glee. Dominick couldn't wait to tell her about daddy taking them for ice cream, even though Tom had suggested they not mention it to mommy. Angie raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction but she was feeling too blissful to really care much. Besides, it would be Tom's job to put them to bed.

Tom kissed her on the lips as he followed the kids onto the porch. "Did Dom like his present?" Tom asked coyly.

Angie smiled seductively and said, "What do you think?"

Tom shook his head knowingly and wondered if anybody would even bother to tell him the details. He doubted they would unless he asked, and then they would only do it in a way that would tease him as much as possible. Everyone knew he hadn't orgasmed in almost a month. The chastity he was wearing wouldn't be removed for another week.

As they all made their way into the living room where Dom and Max were waiting, little Dominick jumped onto Dom's lap and said conspiratorially, "Poppa, daddy took us for ice cream and then told us not to tell mommy."

Dom laughed and then said with mock sincerity, "Do you think daddy deserves a timeout?"

Dominick's face turned serious and with a frown he said, "No! He was just being nice to us." Then he laughed and said, "Daddy and Max are already in timeout. I heard mommy say they were grounded."

Angie giggled while Tom and Max turned red. Angie said cheerfully, "You hear too much, little man. Mommy was just joking with them." But, in reality, there was no joking when she had told both of them they were grounded. She had gone to a doctor's appointment and decided to come home early from work. It was the kid's nap time so she had entered the house quietly to keep from waking them up. To her surprise, she had found Tom and Max almost naked in the master bedroom on the bed together. Tom was lying on the bed face up and Max was riding his face, close to orgasm. Angie loudly cleared her throat and they both froze to quickly look at the door. Seeing her, they scrambled off the bed. They weren't sure what would make her madder - what they were doing on the bed or the fact that they were in her bedroom. It turned out to be both things.

Angie had tried to be quiet but she assumed the anger in her voice must have woken the little man and he overheard her scolding the two adults that were supposed to be watching him and his sister. Despite Tom's assurance that the kids couldn't easily open the bedroom door and he would have heard them coming, he still couldn't explain what exactly the two of them were doing in the master bedroom and what they were doing while Angie was at work and Dom was away for the day.

It wasn't often that Tom and Max had the house to themselves for the entire day and, like teenagers whose parents went away for the night, they couldn't help being a little naughty. It was Max that first suggested, "We're going to have the house all to ourselves today." Of course, Tom quickly picked up on that fact and started teasing about all the different things they could do together. Both of them spent the morning getting the kids as tired as possible so they would take extra long naps. They were so horny by the time the kids went down for naps that they practically tore their clothes off as they sprinted for the bedroom. Doing it in the master bedroom just added to the naughtiness of the whole thing.

Tom ended up in chastity for a month and, in addition to time on the sawhorse, Max was not allowed to sl_eep in the same bed with Tom until further notice. Slee_ping arrangements were a frequent flashpoint for Angie. Before they all moved in together, Max and Tom both understood that the lovers would get the master bedroom in each house to themselves. However, it started to become common for Max and Tom to sl_eep together in the guest bedroom near the nursery. Over time, this started to bother Angie despite Dom's encouragement to 'let them have some fun'. She finally blew up one day and said, "It's like he's not my husband anymore!" After that, they slept in their own bedrooms unless getting Angie's permission to 'have a slee_pover'. Max was the luckiest of the two because she frequently got invited to sl_eep in the big bed with Max and Angie while Tom slept alone. However, after they all moved in together at the new house, Dom negotiated with Angie to allow them to have the 'nanny apartment' the previous owner had built in the basement to give everyone a bit more space. "If they're going to be our servants then they can live that way," he'd reas_oned. Angie relented and liked the idea of the servants living in the servants' quarters in the basement.

Max served dinner with all of Dom's favorite foods and then they had cake with lot of candles. They all laughed when the candles kept relighting and Dom couldn't blow them out. Angie was pleased with her funny surprise. He opened his gifts but assured the two ladies, with a very big grin on his face, that he had already gotten more than he deserved. They both agreed with a twinkle in their eye and a wink. After putting the kids to bed, Tom made a Manhattan for Dom and himself and poured the ladies a glass of port. They all toasted Dom's birthday and settled into the living room furniture to enjoy the rest of the evening. Angie had her feet in Tom's lap and he was giving her a foot rub on one of the couches while Max lay cuddled up with her head on Dom's lap on the other couch.

Tom thought about how happy they all were as he looked around the room. Even though he hadn't fucked his wife in six years, hadn't even seen her completely nude (other than a few brief accidents) longer than that, his sex life was probably better than any man, other than Dom, that he knew. He had two women that constantly teased him sexually and were overtly sexual with him and each other. He got to hear LOTS of sex among the other three adults in the household and frequently got to clean them up with his mouth and tongue afterward. He and Max were given permission to play together often enough that he probably had intercourse more than the average married man. It may have been with a red ass or a butt plug up his rectum, but it was still fucking. Max liked to make him 'earn it' and Angie always required something from both of them to receive her blessing. He also saw Max naked almost every day and was starting to lick her pussy while she 'tinkled' each morning. He was even getting more comfortable with blowing Dom for the ladies' entertainment.

Angie had her eyes closed and was rubbing her foot playfully against the little woodie that was forming in her husband's jeans. He was such a good boy, she mused, as he lovingly rubbed her feet. This was such a nice way to wind down the evening after the raucous sex she had enjoyed with Dom and Max earlier. Dom was insatiable and wanted to fuck them both in every position possible. She wasn't happy that Max was getting to orgasm before her month penalty was up, but it was Dom's birthday and that is what he wanted. Max wouldn't be surprised when she told her tomorrow that she was being punished for orgasming prematurely and that the month would be starting over. Angie knew how to handle the horny, little masochist. She needed the discipline much more than Tom and more than Dom was comfortable giving her. Angie didn't mind giving it to her though. As a matter of fact, she quite enjoyed it. It seemed the more severe she was with her, the more Max seemed to love her. She'd make sure Tom's tiny prick got plenty of playtime despite Max's pussy being off limits. The poor thing would probably pay dearly for his spurts but he wouldn't care. He loved having Max as his dominatrix and Angie didn't have to feel guilty for not giving him the kinky sex he needed. Instead, she could focus her sexual energy on her lover. Even after all of these years, she still loved having sex with him. He was constantly finding creative new ways to turn her on. Recently, he was exploring her exhibitionist tendencies. She worked hard to get her body back in shape after the second pregnancy and he encouraged her to show it off to others. Her tits had stayed larger than they were before she got pregnant and Dom liked for her to go out without a bra so men, and women, would ogle her large nipples visible though the tight shirts. He would tell her to discretely flash her pussy to people in bars and restaurants or to raise her shirt and let someone see her 'magnificent tits'. When they got home she would be incredibly horny and he would call her his 'little slut' and spank her ass before fucking her gloriously. He even threatened to take her to an adult theater where he would make her strip and suck him off while others watched. He asked how she'd feel being naked and sucking him while men stood around her masturbating while they watched. Her answer surprised him when she said, "Would they cum on me when they got off?"

Dom was stroking his wife's hair as she laid in his lap. He had thoroughly enjoyed fucking her and Angie that afternoon. Both women were fantastic lovers and he was one lucky man. His bedroom resembled a scene from Caligula as the two women did everything they could think of to turn him on that afternoon. He especially liked when Angie had laid on top of Max and they were passionately kissing each other as he alternated fucking each of their pussies. Everything was even more amorous knowing how much they loved each other. Angie may rule the roost with an iron fist sometime, but he knew she loved Max as much as she loved her cuckold husband. She gave both of them what she felt they needed and deserved, and Dom knew he could always intervene when necessary. In general, he stayed out of the fray unless he felt a less_on needed to be taught or if one of them was being unreas_onable. Every once in a while, he liked to remind everyone that Tom was the house cuckold and, other than taking care of the house and kids, his usefulness in the bedroom was limited to what he could do with his mouth. He remembered the first time Max's first husband took his cock in his mouth. He couldn't even get hard but he knew it would set a tone for his new lover and her cuckold. Dom had told him to get out of the way and watch his wife do it properly and then everything went much better. Now, he didn't have any trouble getting hard when he fucked the house cuckold's face. Angie kept pestering him to fuck her husband's ass, so he was waiting for a special occasion to do that for her. Perhaps Tom's upcoming birthday. Angie and Max could turn his ass red first. He liked fucking a cherry red ass. Poor Tom would get a full week to anticipate that vio_lation and would probably be even more submissive than his usual self, Dom mused. He would have to make sure Max gave him lots of aftercare. Tom would suckle at her breasts as he dealt with the waves of euphoria from the hum_iliation and sub_mission. The boy had earned some euphoria after the wonderful way he took care of the kids and the house. Dom sighed contentedly as his wife's fingers lightly traced the shaft of his cock through his pants. They truly had become one big happy family.

THE END

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