The Senator's Wife

The Senator's Wife

Doug couldn't believe he got himself in this situation again. Why couldn't he just keep his big mouth shut? His wife didn't take kindly to backtalk or to being late and he was guilty of both.

"If you move your hands from that floor, you'll get 50 strokes with the cane instead of this hairbrush. Do you understand, Mr. Smartmouth?" Becky hissed sternly.

Doug nodded his head as he lay naked across her lap with his hands and the balls of his feet supporting his weight to prevent too much pressure on her legs. Becky was still wearing the knee-length blue dress, pantyhose and black heels she had been wearing at the hair salon when he picked her up earlier. He knew he was in trouble when he saw the impatient look on her face and the way she had her arms crossed tightly in front of her. Her patent-leather black purse dangled from one arm over the vintage lime green coat that extended just below her knees. She looked like a 1950s housewife with her retro vintage dress and bouffant hairstyle. It was this stylish, retro look that infatuated him since the first time he saw her. She reminded him of a teacher he had in grade school that was his first crush. The first time he had ever masturbated he was thinking about that teacher.

While his prim and proper wife may have looked and acted like a traditional wife in public, she was hardly traditional behind the closed doors of their home. Unless of course, spankings and cornertime for errant husbands was now considered traditional. Or, having sex with the couple next door while your husband waited at home was considered traditional. She was a woman of many contradictions, but there was one thing Doug had no doubt about. He was about to get one hell of a whipping with her trusty wooden hairbrush. It had been a wedding present from her mom with a note saying "Spare the rod, spoil the man". Whenever her mom visited, she would always ask, "So, has our boy been behaving himself?" Doug wished his wife didn't always have to tell her mom about the whippings she had given him since the last time they saw her. He could already envision the twinkle in his mo_ther-in-law's eyes as she listened to how he had been punished this time. She would probably ask, "And did you make him cry again?" She loved to humiliate him. It was no wonder Becky's dad had left her shortly after Becky graduated from high school.

Becky patted the hairbrush lightly against the cheeks of his ass as she prepared to give him the promised fifty swats. Doug knew these pats were simply the prelude for the scolding he was about to get from his wife. There would be no warm-up. When it was time for the spanking to begin, his wife wouldn't stop until she had delivered fifty hard swats with all the power her forearm could muster. She never spared the rod.

"What time did I tell you to pick me up?"

"Two o'clock," Doug replied meekly.

"And when did you show up?"

"Five minutes late," he mumbled.

"And what do I always tell you about being on time?"

"If you're not ten minutes early, you're late."

"And, instead of apologizing, what did you say to me?" she asked with the taps of the hairbrush becoming a bit more aggressive.

Doug paused before answering, "I said I was only five minutes late."

"Is that all you remember?" she demanded menacingly. In a mocking voice, Becky said, "I seem to remember you saying, 'Oh geez Becky, give me a break. I'm five minutes late for god's sake. It's not like I haven't sat out here for twenty minutes waiting for you while you gossip with the other ladies.' Does that sound familiar?"

"Yes," Doug sighed quietly. The last few times he had picked her up at the salon, he could see her through the window as she sat sipping wine and chatting and laughing with the other women while he waited impatiently in the car. Apparently, being punctual was only a rule that he had to follow.

She tapped the hairbrush on his ass one more time before saying, "I'm getting tired of this attitude boy. The next time you talk to me like that I'll stick a bar of soap in your mouth and you can stand in the corner for an hour after I beat your ass. Got it?"

Before Doug could respond, he felt her knee press against his groin as she pushed his hips up with her leg and brought the hairbrush down with a loud CRACK on his ass. The sudden flash of pain caused him to lose his breath and he never got a chance to catch it again as she rained down a steady barrage of swats that seemed to cover every inch of both asscheeks. She paused midway through the spanking to run her hand over his bright red butt. It was already hot to the touch. She smiled and then continued to give him the remaining swats in a steady, unrelenting rhythm. By the time she got to thirty he was crying out with each spank. By forty, the tears began to fall, and by the time she reached fifty, he was bawling like a ch_ild.

She let him lay across her lap until he quit crying, then she told him to kneel in front of her. "Do you have anything to say to me?" she asked.

Doug's eyes were red and his face was streaked with tears. He wondered if these spankings would ever get easier to take. His voice was shaky as he stammered, "I'm sorry honey. I'll do my best to be on time and I promise to be more respectful when talking to you."

Becky let him kneel there sniffling with downcast eyes as she watched him. She loved seeing her sexy, handsome husband on his knees. She knew he worshipped her, and she wanted to make sure he always would. These little sessions were good for reminding him of the proper order in their relationship and he was always more attentive afterward. He was a prime example of how to create a good husband with the proper training. He kept his body in good shape thanks to her insistence that he go to the gym every morning before work and her diligent control of their diets. Thanks to her carefully choreographed volunteer and advocacy work for him, Doug was recognized as a pillar of the community and, despite his relatively young age, easily won election to the State Senate. With his good looks and her daddy's money, she was confident he could remain in the Senate and maybe even have a shot at governor someday. Especially, if he continued to push women and family issues that were important to her and most of the other women in the state. He was lucky to have her.

"Whipping you has made me horny boy," she said in a softer tone. She tousled his hair and tapped his nose with her finger as she laid the brush on the bench next to her. "You may remove my panties and pleasure me."

She scooted to the edge of the bench and put her hands under her so she could raise her hips. Doug leaned forward and slipped both hands under the hem of her knee-length dress until he found the waistband of her silky panties on her hips. He pulled the panties and saw they were blue and matched her dress. He wondered why that mattered. Who would know if your panties and dress matched? He also noticed the wet spot in the crotch of her panties as he pulled them down her legs and over her feet. Spanking him really had made her horny. He was glad he could make her excited. His head was still floating and foggy from the intensity of emotions he experienced while crying. He was feeling incredibly submissive and was desperate to put his tongue in her pussy. These discipline sessions always made him so eager to please her.

She spread her knees as she leaned back and put her hands on the bench behind her. She didn't pull her dress up, so Doug stuck his head under the dress to find the object of his desire. He smelled her scent and his head swooned with yearning. It was claustrophobic with his head wedged between her thighs and trapped under the dress but he didn't care. He wanted to make up for his sins and please his wife. When his tongue plunged into her pussy she sighed and squeezed his face with her thighs in pleasure. He didn't waste much time in finding her clitoris with his lips and tongue. It was already displayed prominently under the delicate hood but he knew it would get even bigger and more erect as she became more aroused. He had been with his share of women in his life but none of them had a clitoris as large as his wife's. He assumed that is what made her so easily aroused and multi-orgasmic. Despite her outward appearance, his wife was undoubtedly the most sexual woman he had ever met.

Becky reached for the back of his head protruding from under her dress. She had taught him to be an expert pussy licker. She loved getting oral sex and he was always so eager to please her. She gave him plenty of opportunities to demonstrate his skills and show his wife how much he loved her. Before long, she could feel the tremors of her first orgasm building as he sucked lightly on her clit and his tongue flicked urgently over the entire area. Her hips started thrusting in time with his licking and he responded with enthusiasm at her encouragement. As her orgasm continued to build, she pushed more urgently on the back of his head as her hips thrust faster. She smashed his face tighter against her pussy and began to moan as he sucked harder in anticipation of her imminent eruption. She arched her back and yelled out her pleasure as her husband continued to suck and lick her engorged clit. Her wet pussy gushed her sweet juices and Doug eagerly licked her offering as if it were a rare treat he might never get to savor again. His cock was fully erect, pointing toward the floor as he knelt with his face buried in the font of his inspiration. His flaming red ass was forgotten momentarily as the endorphins coursed through his body.

Finally, Becky insisted he stop as her clit became too sensitive for any further stimulation. She pushed his partially covered head away from her sex as she squeezed her thighs together. As Doug removed his face from under her dress, she could see her dew on his face. It pleased her that she had marked him with her scent. He would wear it the rest of the day and smell her every time he inhaled through his nose. His ass would tingle and he would think about lying across her lap whenever he had a quiet moment tonight. He would lust for her despite knowing his unrequited passion would likely be met with mere amusement. Like a marionette on a string, he was her willing puppet, eager to perform for his puppet-master. She stoked the embers of his lustful fire with a deft hand, like a virtuoso playing an instrument. He was her boy and she was his everything. Exactly as she planned, as she demanded, from her husband.

Doug looked at her from his knees with puppy dog eyes seeking her approval for a job well done. However, he didn't receive any praise. Instead, her eyes and face became stern as she smoothed her dress across her lap and leaned forward toward him. "You've been a very bad boy," she scolded. "There will be no playing with your little thing for at least two weeks. If you don't think you can keep your hands off it, then we will lock it up."

Doug hated the chastity cage and shook his head with pleading eyes. She had made him wear it for two months the prior year. After she'd returned from a dinner date with the neighbors, she asked if he had been masturbating while she was out. When he denied it, she made him show the browser history on his laptop. That's when she saw the cuckold porn sites he loved to visit. She was more upset that he lied to her than the fact he was masturbating to cuckold porn. His cuckold fetish was no secret. "I'm glad you have fellow cuckolds to chat with, but I won't tolerate lying and it disgusts me to think you're playing with yourself every time you're home alone." At first, she made him wear it for a week but at the end of the week she decided she liked it and told him he needed another week. Before he knew it, it had been a month and she told him to quit whining if he ever wanted to get it off. Finally, at the end of the second month she relented and said he had learned his lesson.

"Very well, you are on your honor for the next two weeks. I don't expect to see your pants down unless it's for a trip across my lap and I hope today's lesson will encourage better behavior. You'll still pleasure me and do your cleanup and fluffer duties but there will be no need for anyone to see your little weenie the rest of the month. Understand?" she demanded with raised eyebrows.

Doug nodded his head with a sad look on his face. That meant no Sunday morning sex with his wife, no handjobs at the hot tub parties and no playing with himself after giving his wife oral sex. He also wanted to clarify that there were still three weeks left in the month but figured that could be addressed in two weeks. Then, his wife ordered, "Now, go stand in the corner so I can admire my handiwork while I have a cup of tea."

Doug shuffled naked to the corner of the living room and stood facing the corner while Becky went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. After she returned, she sat in the chair across the room with one leg over the other, watching her husband stand in the corner like a chastised toddler. She smiled as she looked at his bright red ass. Her wooden hairbrush always provided reliable results! In addition to the bright red color, there were angry purple splotches that would be bruises tomorrow. She knew he would be looking in the mirror to see the evidence of this spanking for days to come.

After ten minutes or so, Becky came up behind her husband and put her arms around him. She pinched his nipples with her fingers until he gasped and she whispered in his ear, "Do you love me?"

"Yes," he gasped. "Very much."

"I know," she replied softly. Then, she released his nipples and said in a casual voice, "You can get dressed and get busy. Don't you have a speech to write."

Doug nodded as he turned toward her, "Yes, the new women's shelter opens tomorrow and I'm rolling out my new domestic violence bill at the ribbon-cutting."

Becky tilted her head and offered him her cheek. Doug kissed her cheek before she turned to sashay out of the room like a runway model with her ass swinging sexily under the silky material. She had no doubt her husband was watching every step with yearning in his eyes.

Doug retrieved his clothes and pulled his underwear and pants over his tingly, painful ass. He cringed at the sight of the evil hairbrush that was still lying on the bench. As usual, she had reminded him that disrespect toward her would be dealt with harshly. While it would hurt to sit for a few hours, he couldn't help but feel a little turned on now that the punishment was over. He was especially excited by the time he'd spent between her thighs. Becky's fragrant perfume still lingered in the air and he uncon_sciously licked his upper lip, tasting her scent. His cock stirred as he imagined lying in bed, looking up at his wife naked, kneeling with her pussy over his face. He imagined a long drip of cum seeping from her pussy toward his eager, waiting lips. He licked the remnants of her dew from his lip again as his imagination showed her smiling down at him with gleaming eyes, squeezing her breasts and telling him, "Lick it all, my love. Show my lover how much you want to taste him." He rubbed his hardening cock through his pants and was suddenly snapped out of his reverie as he remembered his wife's threat of chastity. He shuddered at the thought of the cage and quickly finished dressing so he could get back to work.

What a great start! I'm really looking forward to reading more of this 😈❤️ x

Chapter 2

Becky watched her husband and marveled at the man before her. He was a talented speaker that could connect with a large crowd as easily as he would with someone at a cocktail party. Unlike most politicians, his empathy and intelligence were genuine, and it came through when he spoke. Of course, it didn't hurt that he was also handsome and knew how to use his eyes to captivate whoever he looked at. It was those eyes that drew her in the first time she met him. She could tell he was watching her but pretended not to notice as she coyly worked her way toward him at the cocktail reception. She waited for him to make the first move, but he was too shy to say anything at first. So, she finally took the initiative and turned to him saying, "You've been watching me. My name is Becky," and held her hand out for him to kiss. That was when she saw his eyes and knew she would be going home with him that night.

Doug waited for the applause to subside before turning to his wife. She was seated next to him on the stage of the new women's shelter ribbon cutting. She looked beautiful in the elegant, shoulder-less dress that still maintained the retro look she was famous for, but also highlighted her sexy flair. Her bright red lips, impeccable makeup and curly, bouffant hair made her look like a movie star in his eyes. "I think we all need to offer a special round of applause to this wonderful woman, my wife Becky, who has been a champion for this shelter since the beginning and an invaluable aide in developing the legislation I am presenting in the state Senate tomorrow. Without her dedication and," he held his hand like he was telling the crowd a secret, "her fa_ther's generous financial support to the shelter foundation, we all wouldn't be here today." The crowd all stood, laughing and clapping, while Becky smiled modestly before standing to take her husband's hands in hers and kissing him on the cheek. She left a bright red imprint of her lips on his cheek and put a hand to her open mouth like it had been an accident and the crowd roared their approval.

As Becky and Doug drove away from the ribbon cutting ceremony, Becky squeezed her husband's hand tightly. Doug glanced at her and could see she was bursting with excitement. "You were fantastic, babe! You look fabulous and they all loved you." He gave her hand another squeeze and then asked cheerily, "So, did I do okay?"

Becky turned in her seat toward him and squealed happily, "Ohmigod, I've never wanted to fuck you so bad in my life!" Doug's eyes lit up and a big grin grew on his face as he navigated the traffic. Becky said, "You should have seen all those women looking at you like you were some kind of a rock star. They couldn't wait to throw their panties at you. Then, they would look at me with daggers in their eyes. It was awesome!"

They both laughed and Becky slid her hand into his lap, over his zipper. "All those girls wanting to get you alone so they could get your cock in their mouth. You'd like that wouldn't you, boy?" she teased in a sultry voice. Her hand massaged his member through his pants.

Doug swallowed as he enjoyed the feel of her hand and said, "I only want you baby. Nobody else could ever replace you." He could feel his cock getting hard as she continued to massage and squeeze the shaft through his pants.

Becky turned further toward him in her seat and ran her hand further down his zipper and found his balls with her fingers. Doug caught a glimpse of Becky's cleavage with a hint of the pushup bra that made her breasts look even bigger. "That's a very good answer boy, but just fantasize what it would be like to have one of those eager groupies showing you her tits and pleading to suck your cock." Becky teased in a playful, pleading voice, "'Please Senator, I want you to fuck me so bad.' She'd have her big titties out for you to play with." Becky stroked his erect shaft through his pants faster and more aggressively. "She'd tell you, 'I'm not like your bitch wife, I like it all. You can take me however you want.' Then she'd get naked and get on her knees and start sucking your cock." Becky was getting into her fantasy and was leaning over the console separating their seats as she kept stroking him though his pants. Doug was breathing heavier and could feel his erection pressing against the waistband of his underwear.

Becky leaned closer as Doug tried to keep his focus on the traffic. Her hand squeezed and stroked his shaft. In a teasing voice she cooed, "After she got you really hard, she'd start playing with herself to show you how much she wanted you." Becky pinched her nipple through the dress and bra with her free hand while continuing to rub him through his pants. Doug could see the nub of her nipples poking against the dress as he tried to keep his eyes on the road. She cooed in a sultry tone that almost sounded like she was singing, "She'd get on her hands and knees and beg you to take her, not caring how you did it, as long as she could feel your cock in her. 'Take me Senator, Take me!'"

Doug pleaded in a strained voice, "Easy, baby. I can't hold back." Becky smiled and tightened her grip and stroked faster.

"And you would thrust into her ... hard! You'd fuck her like a man with a big cock would and she'd scream out in pleasure, begging for more!" Becky cried out as she continued her assault on his erection.

Doug tensed up and gasped as he could no longer hold back from the onslaught of her hand and her voice. He could feel the cum bursting out of his balls and spurting in blasts from the head of his cock. The warm, wet cum quickly filled his underwear as he did his best to drive the Suburban as his wife pumped and squeezed the shaft of his cock.

Becky laughed as she leaned back into her seat and said, "And then she would say, 'Oh my, that was really fast.'"

Doug's gasps continued for a few more seconds as he tried to figure out what to do next. He came to a stop at a traffic light and looked over at his wife. She was smiling innocently and said, "You're still taking me out to lunch, boy. It's not my fault you can't control that thing."

Doug shook his head and shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he felt the wet mess in his pants plastered against him in his underwear. He wondered if his suit jacket would cover the front of his pants if he buttoned it up.

Becky started talking like nothing had happened, "By the way, it's our turn to host Play Night this weekend. We should stop at the Wine Shop on the way home and get that wine I liked so much last time."

Doug nodded his head thinking, "Just what I need ... all three of them picking on me."

Another great chapter, I can't wait for more. Herboy, I really enjoy your writing, thank you ❤️ x

It's great that your back, herboy. This looks very much like another great one!

BumNote and Mr Fire Thanks for the encouragement! This is a relatively short but fun one

Chapter 3

Janis could have been straight out of central casting for your typical latte-drin_king, yoga-loving, blonde, suburban housewife. Her hair was cut in a stylish, short bob, she drove an expensive SUV that was too big for her, and her form-fitting clothes showed off her gym-hardened body. Although she was still hopeful for a boob job someday, her husband assured her they were perfect and didn't need any enhancement. It would have been easier to believe him if he didn't always talk about her older sister's "awesome rack". As the middle chi_ld in a family with three girls, her self-confidence could be shaky, but her competitiveness compensated for her occasional frailties.

When Janis heard their new neighbors were the state senator and his wife, she couldn't have been more excited. She'd seen the handsome senator on TV and was eager to welcome them to the neighborhood. Her first impression of his wife was a mix of surprise and amusement. Becky's prim and proper mannerisms and 50's style of dress was unlike anyone Janis had met. Unlike most of Janis' casual-chic dressed friends, Becky always looked fashionable with her perfect makeup and vintage styled dresses. Janis was intrigued by the eclectic woman and couldn't wait to show her off to all of the other ladies.

It was about six months after they moved in that Janis found out her new friend had a shocking hidden side. Janis had just assumed Becky was sexually repressed based on her outward appearance. However, the more they got to know each other, the more she saw evidence of Becky's inner strength and confidence. She also began to sense that Becky was attracted to her in a way that was more than friendly. Janis had never enjoyed a female lover and this slightly odd, interesting woman was beginning to captivate her erotic fantasies. More than once, she had been thinking about Becky while having sex with her husband. One night after sex he had said, "I don't know what's gotten into you but I'm really glad it did!"

However, it wasn't until one night when she was sharing a bottle of wine with Becky that she found out how uninhibited her friend could be. Janis was complaining about her husband and how he was spending too much time with his friends golfing and having cocktails at the country club. "I'm no overbearing wife, but I told him if he wants to see this body naked, then he better start spending more time with me. I mean, wouldn't you want to see this body naked?"

Becky had leaned across the table taking Janis' hand in hers and asked, "So, have you cut him off and prevented him from seeing you naked?"

Janis shook her head and shrugged, "No. He knows how much I love his cock and won't say 'No' when he wants sex."

Becky raised her eyebrows and shook her head disapprovingly, "So, it's an empty threat and he knows it." Janis shrugged again and nodded. Becky squeezed her hands and said, "Honey, sometimes men need to be treated like the little boys they insist on being. As my mo_ther always said, 'Spare the rod, spoil the man', and your man is acting liked a spoiled boy. If he was my husband, he'd have his pants around his ankles and get the thrashing of his life."

Janis' eyes got big and she asked incredulously, "You spank Doug?"

"Absolutely! And he only gets to see me naked when he earns the privilege. Well, he does get to see my pussy when he's on his knees doing what he does best." Becky stuck her tongue out and licked up and down to simulate her husband's talent.

"OH ... MY ... GOD!" Janis exclaimed. "The senator is pussy-whipped?!"

Becky smiled imperiously and replied, "Pussy whipped, ass whipped and whatever else he needs whipped. If you want the best from a man, then he needs to be properly trained." Janis stared at her friend with amazement and was momentarily speechless. Becky released Janis' hand and leaned back in her chair to finish the glass of wine before saying sexily, "And, by the way, there is nothing I would love more than to see your body naked."

That day was the first time the two ladies made love together and they became inseparable friends afterward. They decided, for the time being, to keep their intimate relationship private and just between the two of them.

Janis' husband, Cal, was a gregarious, outgoing investment banker that was always the life of the party. He was a "man's man" that could be counted on for a good dirty joke and had the suave personality the ladies found charming. Although he no longer had the athletic build of his former water polo days and his hair had already started thinning, he still had one physical trait that always made him popular with the ladies. As Becky had explained to Doug, "You know how I can easily put my thumb and fingers together when I wrap my hand around your thing? With his, it isn't even close. I feel like I've got a big, fat snake in my hands. I can even hold it with both hands. It's .. it's beautiful."

Becky discovered how well-hung her neighbor was during one of her afternoon trysts with Janis. The women were so engrossed in enjoying each other's bodies, they never heard Cal when he came home unexpectedly early. When he opened the bedroom door and saw them, he was shocked at first, but his wife was quick on her feet saying breathlessly, "We were wondering when you were finally going to show up." Becky quickly backed her up saying, "I hear you've got something I'm really going to like, big boy." At that point, it never dawned on Cal to wonder how they could know he forgot his golf clubs. Instead, he felt like he'd just won the lottery!

He was deliriously happy having two women in his bed and found Becky's assertiveness and tight pussy to be a wonderful complement to his wife. Becky was equally surprised and ecstatic when she discovered the joys of a large cock. Although she wasn't expecting to have sex with her new lover's husband, it was a game-changing experience. She couldn't believe the difference it made to have her pussy stretched around a fat cock and to experience multiple, body-shaking climaxes from intercourse. None of her past lovers, including her husband, had fucked her like this. She couldn't wait to tell her husband all about it.

When Doug asked his wife if he could join their threesome, Becky had snapped back, "So, you want to sl_eep with another woman, huh? Am I not enough for you?" He immediately apologized and assured her he never needed any other woman than her. Then, she had smiled sweetly and said, "But you will be part of it, my love. I will always come home and finish with you. Aren't you excited just hearing about it?" He had to admit their sex life was in overdrive recently and he'd never been more aroused than listening to his wife talking about fucking another man. Over the next couple of months, he loved to eat her pussy while she told him how much fun it was to fuck Cal and how she couldn't wait to do it again. When she came back from visiting next door, she didn't share any details, but he could tell by her lust that she had enjoyed herself immensely. Then, he would get to feel his cock in her very wet pussy. It seemed like they were both horny all the time.

Although Becky flew solo when she had sex with the neighbors, the two couples were becoming very good friends. Cal and Janis truly enjoyed Doug's company. The sincerity, empathy, humor and intelligence the voters found so appealing was the same persona he shared in private with his friends. The two couples went out to dinner together, had barbecues at each other's houses and even went on weekend trips together. Eventually, Becky decided it was time to let Doug join in the fun. Cal and Janis got to see a side of Doug the voters would never get to see. Becky and Janis called these get-togethers, "Play Night".

On Play Night, the couples would start off the evening like any other, but eventually they would find an excuse to get naked together. It could be a game of strip poker, shared massages or, like the first Play Night, a hot tub party. On that night, Doug was excited when Becky told him Janis and Cal would be coming over for dinner and a hot tub party. By the way she said it, he knew this would be a special night. It was Becky who suggested they should all get in the hot tub naked. Doug was self-conscious about getting naked in front of the other couple – especially after hearing his wife gush about the size of Cal's cock – but Becky had finally decided to include him in their "play group" and he didn't want to miss out.

Just as everyone got settled in the hot tub, Cal decided he would rather have a beer. As he stood up to exit the tub, Becky saw her husband glance at Cal's cock dangling above the water. She smiled and said, "Why don't you let Dougie get it for you. And I'd like a glass of water, dear." Cal assured her it was no problem, but Becky insisted her husband should get it for her new lover. "He's a public servant after all, and aren't we part of the public? Besides, he's such a good servant. Aren't you Dougie?" They all laughed and Doug reluctantly got up from the safety of his seat under the water. He tried to be nonchalant as he quickly got out of the hot tub, but he could see the others checking out his package as he quickly grabbed a towel.

When he returned with the beer, his wife was sitting on Cal's lap. She had an arm around his shoulders, and it looked like his hand was on her thigh under the water. Everyone in the hot tub was watching Doug to gauge his reaction. After the initial shock of seeing his naked wife in another man's lap, Doug climbed into the hot tub and handed his wife the glass of water and gave Cal the beer.

"Thank you dear," his wife said sweetly. She took a sip and put the glass in a cup holder on the edge of the tub. Doug was flustered as he sat back down and wasn't sure where to look. His wife and Cal were to his right and Janis was directly across from him. When he finally made eye contact with Janis, she gave him a big smile and with questioning eyes asked in a seductive voice, "So, would you like me to sit on your lap, senator?"

"Ummm, I guess so," he replied with a quick glance at his wife to see if it was okay. When he saw Becky smile back, he relaxed a little and watched Janis get up to move toward him. He could see the beads of water rolling off her beautiful tanned breasts. It was evident she sunbathed nude. He couldn't help staring at her hard nipples as she glided across the hot tub toward him. As she shimmied against him and climbed into his lap, he could feel his penis stir and tried his hardest not to become erect. However, it was to no avail because Janis kept wiggling her ass in his lap.

"Mmmm, is that a banana in your pocket or is somebody happy to see me?" Janis giggled. Doug was embarrassed and glanced at his wife again. Becky and Cal were both watching him with amused looks on their faces. He also noticed Cal move his hand onto Becky's bare breast. It seemed to Doug like he was being tested.
"After slee_ping with this stud for all these years, it may feel more like a cocktail weenie than a banana," Becky teased. "But he has some other talents you will find to be absolutely divine," she gushed.

Janis hugged herself closer to Doug so that her breasts were pressed against him and said sexily in his ear, "Well that sounds heavenly." She nodded her head toward her husband and said, "This big ape seems to think only women need to give head. If he wasn't so good at other things, he never would have kept a girl like me."

Cal laughed and said, "I seem to remember it was a "girl like you" that kept calling me and asking if you could come over to my apartment."

Janis swung her arm and splashed water all over the other couple. Becky and Cal both laughed and then Becky told Cal sexily, "Why don't we go dry off while these two get more acquainted."

Ten minutes later, Doug was on his knees with his face between Janis' thighs as she lay on cushions on the living room floor. He was in heaven as he brought her to orgasm with his tongue and then she told him to lie on the floor so she could sit on his face. She turned to face his feet and lowered her pussy to his mouth as she stroked his raging erection. He licked her wet pussy and felt her lean forward to put his cock in her mouth. He had never experienced a 69 before and couldn't believe how incredible it felt as she put the entire length of his cock in her mouth while he sucked on her clit. She leaned back up to sit on his face and continued to stroke his cock. "I could never get all of Cal's cock in my mouth. That was kinda fun," she said cheerfully. Doug could feel his orgasm coming quickly and knew he wouldn't be able to hold back, so he started licking her clit more urgently. Janis ground her pussy against his face in response to his enthusiastic effort. He came before she did, but he never stopped licking her until she had another orgasm.

Afterward, as they sat naked together on the couch, they listened to the sounds coming from the upstairs bedroom. Becky was moaning and begging Cal to fuck her harder. Doug had never heard her make those sounds or to scream to be fucked like that in bed. It was unnerving. Especially, hearing it after he had already cum.

Janis hugged him and said, "I told you he was really good at other things." Doug barely reacted to her as he continued to listen. Janis kept watching the handsome senator and in a teasing voice said softly, "You've never heard her sound like that before, have you?" He shook his head, embarrassed, as he looked at the floor. Janis teased some more in her soft voice, "She told me she likes you knowing she's doing it, but not getting to watch. That must be hard for you." After a moment of silence, she said, "I think I'm gonna run up there and join them. Will you be okay down here alone?"

Doug looked at her confused and nodded his head, "Yeah ... I guess so." Then, she ran up the stairs and Doug listened to the three of them have sex for another half hour.

Yet another great chapter, thank you Herboy, I can't wait for the next. I'm hoping the senator is thoroughly used and hum1liated by the three of them 😈❤️ x

Wow! Great bit of back story, and as usual your work starts out great at the beginning, and just keeps getting better as it goes along.

Play Night was always a mixed bag for Doug. On one hand, he got to be naked with another woman that wasn't his wife, and it wasn't unusual for him to get a handjob or to have his cock teased in some way. However, unlike Cal, he never got to have intercourse with either woman on those nights. As a matter of fact, it seemed Play Night was becoming an opportunity for everyone to humiliate him and treat him like their submissive. If he was being honest, he found being their submissive a major turn-on. Knowing he could be a part of the fun but not having the pressure of performing was a relief.

Janis was especially fond of teasing and humiliating him about his little cock and his sexual inadequacies. It was Janis that first suggested she wanted to see Doug suck her husband's cock. Cal wasn't too keen on the idea, but he finally relented when the women said that was the only way he was getting any pussy that night. Doug had always been curious about sucking a cock but doing it in front of the women was almost too humiliating. However, when Becky bared her breasts and offered her nipples to his lips while whispering encouragement in his ear, telling him to do it for her, he knew he'd do whatever she wanted. He got Cal very hard and was rewarded by being allowed to stay and watch how one man could satisfy two women. For the first time, he got to see his wife ravaged by another man. It was even more of a sensory overload than hearing or fantasizing about it.

After that night, it became a new part of Play Night fun to have Doug as the group "fluffer". It was obvious he loved the job, and they all enjoyed his enthusiasm. His tongue and lips stayed busy getting them ready and keeping them happy while Cal provided the main event. Although Becky always made Doug cleanup his own mess whenever they had sex together, he found it humiliating on Play Night to be ordered to do it after everyone else had sex together. Janis was especially demanding to make sure he licked every drop of cum from her husband's tool and the lucky pussy he finished in.

Sometimes, Cal and Becky would excuse themselves to the bedroom and leave Doug alone with Janis. She enjoyed Doug's attentiveness and the oral pleasure her husband neglected to give her. Janis usually rewarded him with a handjob or blowjob while telling him how his wife was being fucked by a bigger cock. Afterward, she would have Doug rub her shoulders and back until Cal finished pleasuring his wife.

So, on this particular Play Night, Doug wondered what was in store for him. As usual, Becky had his head spinning in a confused state of sexual frenzy and turmoil. She spanked him harshly one day and the next day she couldn't wait to give him a handjob in the car. Granted, it was messy and the wet spot caused him some embarrassment, but it was obvious she was genuinely turned on. Now, one day later, it's Play Night and he had no idea what to expect. She already said he wasn't allowed to cum for two weeks so he assumed he would do his usual oral duties, but Janis wouldn't play with his cock tonight. That was fine with him. He just hoped he would get to watch Cal fuck his wife so he could see her face when his large cock stretched her pussy and listen to her cries of orgasm.

The evening started off normal enough. They had a lovely dinner with scallops, linguine and a great white Bordeaux wine. Over dessert, a delicious cannoli from Becky's favorite bakery, Becky told their friends about how magnificent her husband had been giving the speech the day before. "I was so turned on by his performance that I wanted him to fuck me right there," she declared emphatically.

"Oh my, Dougie," Janis said in surprise. "That's not something we hear often." The three of them laughed while Doug rolled his eyes.

"Unfortunately," Becky added with a pause. "He was a bad boy this week and isn't allowed to let his play-thing out of his pants for a couple of weeks." Doug tensed when he heard "couple of weeks" but didn't say anything. Becky continued, "So, all he got was a little massage through his pants until he made his little mess in his undies while driving me to lunch." Doug turned red while Cal and Janis laughed even louder than before.

Then, Janis asked conspiratorially, "So, did the bad boy get a spanking?" Janis was infatuated with the fact Becky spanked her husband. Cal would never dream of letting her spank him and she wasn't sure she would want to anyway. But, the thought of Becky's handsome, powerful husband, the senator, being taken over her lap and whipped to tears was highly arousing. So far, she had never been able to convince Becky to spank him in front of her. Becky insisted she used spanking as a punishment and not for sex play. She wanted her husband to know he was in trouble when she told him to lay across her lap.

"Yes, he did," Becky answered matter-of-factly. She looked at Doug and was enjoying his embarrassment, so she added, "And then he stood naked in the corner until I was sure he learned his lesson." Doug tried not to make eye contact with anyone as Cal and Janis chuckled in amusement.

"Can I see?" Janis asked curiously.

Becky considered this for a moment before saying, "It is Play Night, so why not? Stand up boy and lower your pants so they can see your ass." She knew his ass still had the angry marks from her hairbrush. She had made him show her while they were getting ready for the dinner party.

Doug looked at his wife with pleading eyes but knew it was a futile effort. He slowly got up from his seat at the table and turned away from everyone else. He took a deep breath and lowered his jeans. "Raise your shirt," Becky insisted. Doug did as he was told and heard Cal whistle under his breath.

Janis's voice had a hint of excitement, "Oh my! You really spanked him good." Doug heard a chair move and saw Janis move behind him to get a better look. "Can I touch?" she asked Becky.

"Like I said, it's Play Night. You can do whatever you want ... but remember, he's not allowed to have his weenie played with," Becky insisted.

Doug felt Janis' hand rub his asscheeks. "Does it hurt?" she asked sweetly.

Doug replied quietly, "Not anymore."

Suddenly, Janis slapped his ass with her bare hand. Doug yelped in surprise. At first, nobody said anything. The dining room was quiet. Then, Janis said in the same sweet voice, "How about now?"

Becky knew her friend was infatuated with the thought of spanking her husband. She had already decided to let Janis give it a try. So, she turned to Cal and said, "I think it's time for us to go upstairs so they can have their fun. What do you think?" Cal grinned and agreed wholeheartedly. He was looking forward to a good night of sex with his aggressive, sexy, quirky, lusty neighbor. As they started to leave the room, Becky said, "Honey, be sure to clear the table and straighten up the kitchen when she's done with you, okay?"

Doug replied in an uncertain voice, "Yes, dear."

A moment later, Janis slapped his ass again and told him, "Turn around."

Doug could feel his penis stir as this new experience with Janis began to unfold. He wondered where it was going. He turned to face her. Her nipples were hard nubs and sticking out prominently through the tight cotton fabric of her black shirt. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra.

Janis looked down at his growing erection and smiled. She tweaked his nipples with her fingers and then wrapped her arms around him and grabbed each of his asscheeks with her hands, pulling his hips against her own. She was the aggressor. She was manhandling him the way a man might be with a woman. His penis was trapped between them. She took one hand off his ass and put it behind his head to crush his lips against her own. Her lips and tongue ravished his in a flurry of passion.

When she broke the kiss, she looked down and saw his penis was now much firmer. She smiled again and said softly, "Poor little thing. Do you ever wish it could get bigger? Big enough to satisfy a woman they way Cal can?" She gave him a wicked look before adding cruelly, "The way your wife likes it?" Doug swallowed hard and felt the humil_iation start to build inside him. Janis liked to tease him about his penis size and she knew it got him excited. She stepped back a step and commanded, "Now, bend over the table." Doug's pants were around his ankles so he had to shuffle a few steps so could lean over the table with his arms stretched out in front of him. He waited to see what she was going to do next.

Janis stood behind him and pulled his shirt up onto his back so his ass was displayed for her. She said casually, "I've never spanked anyone before." She ran a hand over his ass. "I had a boyfriend that liked to fuck me from behind and he would slap my ass while fucking me. I liked that a lot." Doug could feel her hands on his hips. She pressed her pubic mound against his upturned ass and simulated fucking him. Then, without warning, she slapped his ass as she thrust forward. After a couple more thrusts and slaps, she asked, "You like that, don't you? I'll bet you'd like to be fucked in the ass and spanked."

She released his hips and moved next to him, giving his ass a few more slaps with her open hand. The smacks were hard enough to cause a sting on the palm of her hand. For a moment, she wondered what else she could use to spank him. Instead, she retrieved her glass of wine and took a sip while Doug continued to lie on the table submissively. She watched him, savoring the feel of power, knowing he would do whatever she wanted. She never got to feel like this with her own husband. She wasn't usually so mean and bru_tal as she was when teasing Doug about his inadequacies, but she knew he got off on it and it felt good to play the bitch. It wasn't like women didn't talk about men behind their backs. It was kind of fun to do it to one of their faces for a change. Besides, it was getting harder to hide her simmering feelings of resentment toward both men.

She sat down on one of the dining room chairs and demanded, "Get up and kneel next to me. We need to talk."

******

Cal could feel his heart beating faster. His breathing was shallow and the sweat was beading on his forehead. He couldn't wipe the sweat away because his wrists were tied to the bedposts. He was naked and lying face-up on the bed, waiting, trying to anticipate what would happen next. The blindfold over his eyes kept him from seeing her, but he could smell her perfume and sensed she was nearby. Before she put the blindfold over his eyes, she had told him to undress her, slowly, using only his lips and index fingers. He had been surprised how hard it was to undo buttons without using his thumbs. When he had taken the liberty of sucking her nipple between his lips, she had slapped his face, telling him she hadn't given him permission to pleasure her yet. His job was to undress her. When he finished undressing her and was gazing at her body with lust, she told him to get on his knees and kiss her ass. As he covered her beautifully round asscheeks with kisses, she told him to spread her cheeks and put his tongue in her ass. He recoiled in disgust at first but she demanded he do it ... so he did. When she was satisfied with that, she told him to masturbate for her while she blindfolded him. As he stroked his cock, she had twisted his nipples harshly and whispered in his ear, "Who's in charge?" He gasped from the jolt of pain emanating from his nipples saying, "You are!" Then, she had told him to get on the bed.

Ever since high school, when the girls found out about his large tool, Cal had been pursued by women. With the never-ending flow of interested partners, including a few of their moms, he had enjoyed sex with many different women over the years. Some were just curious and wanted to experience sex with a well-hung man, but others would do just about anything to become more than a one-night stand. His wife was one of those. As a result, he was always the one in control and expected women to do his bidding.

Becky was different than the others. He knew she enjoyed sex with him, but it always felt like she was fucking him instead of the other way around. For the first time, he felt like he was being used for sex and might be cast aside when she was done with him. Normally, he would simply ignore a woman like this, but there was something about her that drove him mad with lust. She had a curvy, firm ass and nice, round breasts, but it wasn't her body that captured his attention. It was her quirky, assertive demeanor that made him feel like a little boy at times. He would never admit it to his wife, but he had started to fantasize about being the one over her lap and kneeling submissively at her feet.

"Stick your tongue out," he heard Becky say from above him. He complied and felt her move on the bed as she sat on his chest, facing his feet. She maneuvered over his broad shoulders until he could feel her knees on either side of his head.

"I'm going to teach you how to properly pleasure a woman with your tongue. You've gotten away with skipping foreplay for far too long. I'm going to make you a complete lover," Becky declared. She lowered her pussy until it touched his outstretched tongue. "I want you to focus on the smell first. As the smell gets stronger, the more you know you're doing a good job." She hovered just above his mouth and let him take in her scent. Then, she lowered her hips until her pussy lips enveloped his tongue, causing Cal to involun_tarily withdraw his tongue for a moment.

Cal had been a germaphobe as a kid. He didn't like to get his hands dirty and preferred foods that were standard 'meat and potatoes' fare. The thought of putting his mouth on a woman's pussy, the place she urinated and men_struated from, was something he found disgusting. While most young guys were willing to do anything to improve their chances of having sex, Cal had discovered early that women were fascinated with his cock. He didn't need to do much other than let them enjoy stroking, sucking and riding it. That suited him just fine.

Well, it suited him fine until he met Becky. Now she wanted him to be a 'complete lover' and he wanted to do that for her. So, he stuck his tongue out again and explored her already wet pussy slit. With his hands tied to the bed and blindfolded eyes, his entire focus was on the sensations of his tongue sliding back and forth on the inner and outer labia. Her large clitoris felt different on his tongue than it had when he fingered her. Now, it let like a small penis between his lips. He felt her hips move in response to his discovery of her clit.

"Mmmm, that was nice," she purred. "Now you get a reward." He felt her lean forward as she took his cock in her hands. Her lips encircled the head of his cock and he felt her tongue swirl around the head before licking the tip. Cal sighed appreciatively and flicked his tongue against her clit again. Becky smiled and sat back up so her pussy covered his mouth as she stroked his growing erection. She would let him work a little before giving him another reward. She knew he would be eager to lick her pussy in the future. He didn't know it yet, but his oral skills would be a much bigger part of his sex life in the future.

As Becky alternated between riding his face and sucking his cock in a 69 position, she waited until he was fully erect before she slid down to straddle his hips while facing him. Her pussy was very wet and she had been close to having her first orgasm. She twisted his nipples hard again and only stopped when he was writhing under her from the pain. She enjoyed watching him strain against his bonds. She reached behind her and wrapped her hand around his balls. He tensed up as he anxiously waited to see if his balls would be her next target of torment.

"Do you like being helpless under me?" she asked in a seductive voice.

Cal was afraid to move as he waited for the pressure in her hand to increase. The sweat on his brow had returned, but his erection remained firm and ready. Shakily, he replied, "Yes."

She smiled at his answer and massaged his balls lovingly with her hand. She slid further down his body until her hips were hovering over his. She grabbed his shaft and rubbed the large head of his cock up and down the wet opening of her pussy. As she slowly teased herself with his cock head, she said in a conversational tone, "Did you know the chairman of your bank is a close friend of my fa_ther's?" Cal was confused by the sudden, unexpected question. She continued, "I think he signed the card at our wedding, 'To a life of love and happiness, Uncle Rick'. He isn't my uncle but I've known him my whole life."

Without warning, she slid her pussy down his cock with a slow, steady pressure. She moaned in pleasure all the way down, until her pussy swallowed the entire length of his fat erection. After she caught her breath, she squeezed the muscles in her pussy to grip his cock like a vise. He moaned pleasurably in response. She slid halfway up and pushed back down again, resting her weight on his hips. After a few gasps of pleasure, she sighed and said, "Your wife is my lover and we're going to talk about how you are going to become a better husband and man."

She rode his cock for a few more strokes as he laid there confused and helpless, waiting to see where this was heading.

Chapter 4 was a wonderful addition! I love thought of being submissive for a couple or to ladies 😈❤️ x

Well now! It looks like Becky and Janis are going to have two submissive guys to play with! this is getting interesting very fast, and as always the writing is superb. I wonder what Janis had to say to Doug, and I wonder if we ever will find out!

Janis ran her bare foot up the inside of Doug's thigh as she sat in the chair in front of him. He was kneeling with his pants around his ankles and his cock bobbing in front of him. He could tell Janis was having fun making him kneel as she sipped her wine, watching him. As the top of her foot rubbed lightly against his balls, she said, "I bet you think she's having a threesome with both of us whenever she comes over, don't you?" Doug gave her a questioning look. Well, of course that's what he assumed.

Janis had an amused look on her face. "I won't lie. She loves his big cock as much as I do. So, there are times she wants him too. She likes it in her mouth, she likes to hold it in both hands and she especially likes to feel it stretching her pussy. That's why we started Play Night. She could get his big cock and you could get your cuckold kicks."

Suddenly, Janis stopped using her foot to toy with his balls and pulled her black shirt over her head to reveal her bare breasts. She smiled when she saw the sudden lust burst through his eyes as he stared at her tits. He was so predictable. Her nipples were stiff and pointing straight out. Then, she stood up and slid her jeans down her legs and removed the red thong that covered her smooth-shaven pussy mound and kicked them to the side. Doug felt his penis become very stiff.

Janis sat back down and leaned forward, putting her elbows on her knees so her tits were right in front of Doug's face. Naked, she stared into Doug's nervous, lust-filled eyes. "Lucky for you, his cock is like an amusement park ride for her. It's fun for a thrill every now and again but it's not something she wants all the time." Janis paused, watching Doug's eyes. "So, do you know what she really likes?"

Doug didn't move, waiting for her to continue. He could see her eyes start to gleam. Her face became tenser, with a determined, fiercer look. "She likes .. this .. pussy," she emphasized while spreading her knees and pointing between her legs. Her eyes were glaring now. "She likes these tits!" She said louder as she squeezed her tits in his face. No longer was she the sexy tease he was so used to. She pushed her face so close to him that he could feel her breath and smell the wine. "Almost every time she's come over, she's come to see me when Cal's not home. To have sex just with me. Your wife likes pussy. MY pussy!" Janis' eyes bore into his as her voice took on an icy tone, "She's cuckolding you with ME."

Janis leaned back in the chair and moved her foot back to his dangling balls, rubbing them with the top of her foot again. "Did you know I was the one that kept telling her to leave you in chastity last year?"

Doug shook his head in surprise, saying, "No."

Janis laughed cruelly and said, "I guess I don't like to share." She kicked her foot against his balls causing him to yelp, more in surprise than from the pain. He remained kneeling in front of her but was growing apprehensive by the foot that continued to bounce against his balls.

Janis was enjoying making him nervous as she toyed with him. "God, I wish I had a dick sometimes," she lamented. She moved her foot from his balls to his erection and pushed it firmly against his stomach. "Then, your wife wouldn't need my husband's dick anymore. She tells me there are times when she just needs a fat dick in her pussy and my dildo isn't the same." The ball of Janis' foot was mashing Doug's cock against his stomach like she was trying to put out a cigarette on the pavement. "And we all know she isn't going to get that from you now, is she?" Janis waited but didn't hear a response from Doug, so she leaned forward and slapped his face hard. "Is she, boy?" she almost yelled.

Doug yelped, "No, no she won't!" He was still trying to imagine his sweet wife having sex with Janis and a large black dildo and now his face was stinging, hot and red from the surprise slap.

Janis removed her foot and told him to get up and pull up his pants. She sat in the chair naked and let him stand there fully clothed. She put one leg over the other and her foot was bouncing. Doug could almost feel the bundled up nervous energy emanating from her. "Do you like being a cuckold, knowing your wife is being sexually satisfied by someone else?" Doug looked toward the floor and shrugged his shoulders.

Janis took another sip of wine. She could feel the warm glow of the wine buzz washing over her. She was enjoying making this powerful man stand submissively in front of her. Becky was right, having a well-trained man was intoxicating. She knew her husband would never be submissive for her, but he was good for other things. "Don't lie to me. Tell me how much you like being her cuckold. I've seen you listening to her being fucked and watching her have orgasms like she never has with you. You want her to enjoy good sex, don't you?"

Doug looked up from the floor. Janis moved her bouncing leg so both feet were on the floor. She was sitting in the chair with her legs parted slightly. Doug could see her shaved mound and the hint of pink below it. She reminded him of Sharon Stone in the erotic scene in the interrogation room from the movie, Basic Instinct. She had the wine glass in her hand with a challenging look on her face. Doug straightened up and said with a more confident voice, "Yes, I do like knowing my wife is getting good sex and is happy. I'd do anything for her."

Janis raised her eyes in amusement, "It's more than that, isn't it? Don't you love being her submissive boy? Being teased and humiliated in front of us? Getting your ass whipped? I think you want even more. I think you liked it when you were in chastity and suffering for her." She paused and let him think about what she said. Then, she said, "I think you'd like to suffer a bit for both of us. Knowing her lover may take her pussy away from you."

Janis' tone changed when she asked softly, "Have you noticed any change in the bedroom? Does she treat you any differently?"

Doug was surprised by the question. He thought about it and shrugged. "I ... I don't know. She seems to be horny a lot ... but, I guess we're not having as much sex as usual, now that you mention it."

"Do you know why that is?" Janis asked in a more demanding tone. When Doug shook his head, she said matter-of-factly, "Because you're a cocksucker to her now." She let that sink in for a moment and continued, "Ever since she watched you take Cal's cock between your lips, she will always see you as her little cocksucker." Doug was shocked. Could this be true? He was just doing what they told him to do. "How many times have you fucked her since you first sucked Cal's cock?" Janis demanded.

"I don't know. Lots of times, I guess," he stammered.

"Five! She's let you fuck her exactly FIVE times in more than six months." Doug stared at her, wondering what else his wife had told her lover. He didn't have to wait long. Janis's face was stern as she said, "You had a birthday and an anniversary during those six months. She also had a birthday, but you didn't fuck her that day .. I did. And then there were three other times when she felt sorry for you, or you did something where she got to see you acting big and powerful and she got turned on like the other day. You've got to accept the fact that the only sex with you she really enjoys is oral sex. Otherwise, she'd rather be with me, or, on occasion, with my big-cock husband. Your fucks are ... well, let's be honest .. they're pity fucks. She fucks you because she loves you."

Doug couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was lying! He and his wife had a great sex life! Didn't they? He thought about the times they had sex recently. He knew his wife liked to tease him. She would hide her breasts from him, knowing how much he loved to feel and suck them. Sometimes, she would stop him from fucking her and tell him to jerkoff and cum on her instead, so she could watch him lick his cum from her. Then, he remembered the times after they had a bit too much wine and she would fantasize while his tongue was in her pussy. She would tell him how he would suck her lover's cock because that was his job now. He was her oral slave. He was their fluffer. Then he knew. Janis was telling the truth. His wife didn't really want his cock in her anymore. She only wanted his tongue in her now. They really were just pity fucks ....

"So, what does she want our sex life to be?" Doug asked mournfully.

Janis almost smiled. She had him. She ran her fingers up his leg and lightly stroked his ass in an almost loving manner. Suddenly, she stopped stroking and leaned back in the chair and put one leg over the other again. Her pussy was no longer visible to his constant glances. She smiled as a long drip of cum dangled from the tip of his cock. Then, she looked at him with a confident look on her face. "Why don't you tell her she doesn't need to give you any more pity fucks? If you do something amazing and she can't keep her hands off you, then good for you. Otherwise, let her know her pussy should be saved for others that can give her what she needs, what she truly wants. Tell her she doesn't need to do something she doesn't enjoy. She doesn't need to let you fuck her. You know she'll still want your face between her thighs. We all love that eager mouth of yours." Janis watched Doug's stricken face as he contemplated his pussy-free future. She waited and then said, "It's not just you, my love. She definitely likes Cal's big cock, but I think she'd rather have sex with other women than you men. She loves you very much, so sex is her way of being intimate with the love of her life. But, sticking your little thing in her is probably her least favorite thing she does with you." She let that sink in before adding with a laugh, "Maybe that's why she likes to spank your ass so hard. She's getting even for the crappy fuck she tolerated."

Doug couldn't believe what he was hearing. His wife would rather have sex with women? She didn't like him fucking her. She loved him but didn't enjoy sex with him. How could this be true? Janis loved to tease him, but this sounded like the truth. Something she had said made him perk up a bit when he said uncertainly, "What did you mean about me suffering for both of you?"

Janis licked her lips triumphantly. She put both feet on the floor and stood up in front of him, putting her hands on her hips in a defiant manner. She walked around him and bent over the table, face down. "I want you to stick your tongue in my ass. If you do a good job, then I'll let you eat my pussy. Otherwise, you're going to stand in the corner and I'm going upstairs."

Doug scrambled behind her, getting on his knees so he could tongue her ass like it was her pussy. He was surprised that it wasn't as unpleasant as he expected. Once he got past the fact he had his mouth on her asshole, he really started to get into it. He felt her move and could tell she had moved a hand to her pussy. As he was fucking her ass with his tongue, Janis said in a raspy voice, "Do you know who else likes her ass tongued?" Before Doug could answer, Janis said, "Your wife." Doug was surprised at her revelation. Becky had never asked him to lick her ass. He was learning a lot about his wife tonight.

He could tell Janis was getting very excited as her ass responded to his tongue. Then, unexpectedly, she stood up from the dining room table. She grabbed him by the ear and pulled him behind her to the living room couch. She laid back in the cushions and said, "Get your tongue busy while I tell you how things are going to be around here from now on." He was surprised by her emerging dominant demeanor and tone. At about the same time he heard his wife moan loudly upstairs.

Amazing work! I'm really straining in my cage now! 😈❤️ x

Wow ! This is Fantastic.

Chapter 4

Becky was already sitting at a small table in the corner of the coffee shop when Janis arrived. After getting a cup of coffee from the counter, she joined her lover at the table. They looked at each other silently for a moment before Janis started laughing, "I don't know what you said to him, but I've never seen him so quiet and afraid."

Becky shrugged and said dismissively, "I told him if he didn't want his wife to know he was trying to see me behind her back, or for his bank to lose one of it's biggest account holders, then it was time for him to become the husband and man he always should have been. Otherwise, he could lose it all. No more ignoring his wife, no more picking up women during his trips out of town, and no more blowjobs until he learned to use his own mouth to properly please a woman."

Janis' eyes got wide in disbelief, "He must have lost his mind! The man thinks his schlong should be in my mouth whenever I'm not talking, eating or slee_ping!"

Becky shook her head and said emphatically, "Well, he knows that ain't going to happen until I say so. I told him you and I would be boycotting blowjobs until further notice. If he wanted a blowjob, then he should see Doug." Both women laughed heartily as Janis gleefully squeezed Becky's hand on the table. Then, Becky said, ''I wouldn't let him cum and told him to get used to it. Now, it's up to you to decide how long you want to make him suffer."

Janis was giddy as she held Becky's hand. She imagined Cal's face when he was being ordered around by her lover. She only wished her own confidence was as strong as Becky's when she dealt with her husband. She had always catered to him and never denied him sex. She even made sure he got blowjobs during the one week a month she couldn't screw him. Imagining Cal's head between her thighs, eating her pussy, was inconceivable. Yet, Becky was adamant that he would be giving both of them oral sex from now on. On one hand, she couldn't wait to see him do it, but on the other hand, her sexual fantasies and desires were almost exclusively focused on the woman sitting across from her.

"Speaking of suffering," Janis said with a twinkle in her eye. "My talk with your husband went equally well." Becky's face lit up in anxious anticipation. Janis continued, "It went exactly like you said it would. As soon as I started being meaner to him, he got in line and would do almost anything I wanted."

Becky smiled, saying, "It's not being mean sweetie. It's being strict. That's what it takes to get these boys attention sometime."

Janis nodded in amusement, "Well, he thinks I'm going to be his advocate with you. That I'll put in a good word for him and encourage you to let him have sex with you ... even though you don't enjoy it." Janis watched Becky's face to gauge her reaction. Becky had never actually said that to her, but Janis was sure it was true. When the two of them were alone, making love, Becky was uninhibited and passionate like she had just discovered sex for the first time. Becky couldn't keep her hands off Janis' body and loved to cuddle naked in bed for hours. They would have sex, watch a movie in bed, and then have sex again.

Becky was quiet for a moment as she thought about what her lover had just said. She stared off into space and Janis started to think she may have gone too far when Becky asked in a pensive voice, "What did he say when you told him that?"

Janis got a demure smile on her face. She knew she had been right! Although her jealousy was the prime motivation to cut Doug off from having sex with his wife, she could tell Becky wasn't happy with their sex life. Even though Becky teased her husband and fed his cuckold humil_iation kink when the couples were together, unlike Janis, Becky never criticized her husband in private. When Janis would try to get intimate details, Becky would deflect and change the subject.

Janis sipped her coffee before saying, "He was shocked at first, but I think he already knew. He even asked me what I thought he should do to make you happy."

"And?" Becky pressed.

Janis shrugged dramatically with her hands turned toward the ceiling while saying, "And ... we both agreed it wasn't fair of him to make you do something you don't like to do." Becky rolled her eyes so Janis added, "Well, you told me to be firm with him so he understood the new Play Night rules. We're to be treated like Goddesses and their reward would be knowing they made us happy. They shouldn't expect anything else in return."

"Exactly!" Becky exclaimed. "On Play Night! I didn't expect you to tell him he couldn't satisfy me in bed," she hissed in a hushed tone. She glanced at the surrounding tables in the coffee shop but nobody was paying any attention to them. She felt a rush of adrenaline as her mind began spinning. She was already anticipating the potential impacts her lover's words would have on her husband. She needed to come up with a plan to make sure things went the way she desired and without too much drama.

Janis watched Becky and couldn't tell if she was angry. The woman had a steel exterior that was difficult to read when she wasn't in bed. She knew she had overstepped with Doug, but when Becky suggested they turn Play Night into a night of Goddess Worship, she saw an opportunity to expand her possessiveness over her lover. If she had her way, she would be the only one having sex with Becky.

"Take off your panties," Becky demanded.

Janis sat up with a shocked look. "What?!"

"No one is looking at us," she replied in a pleasant conversational tone. "Take them off. Right here. Right now. You can go pantiless the rest of the day. I'm going to give them to Doug."

Janis looked at Becky's calm, amused face as she waited for her to comply. Until recently, Janis' usual daily outfit would include leggings or yoga pants, but recently she had taken to wearing sexier skirts when meeting her lover. She loved seeing the appreciation in Becky's eyes when she would show up wearing something sexy. When Cal noticed she let him believe she was doing it for him. After scanning the room to see if anyone was looking, she reached under the table and pulled her short skirt up so she could remove her panties. Once they were at her knees, she wiggled her legs so they could slide down to her ankles. She caught them with one foot and raised them to her hand under the table. The cool air in the coffee shop blew up her skirt and against her exposed pussy. If she wasn't careful, people would be getting quite a view of her lady parts today. A tingle went up her spine as she rolled the panties into a tight ball in her fist. She looked around the room one more time before raising her hand from under the table and gave Becky the white satin panties. Becky's face never changed as she took the panties and dropped them in her purse.

"Lunch at your house Wednesday?" Becky asked cheerfully. Janis nodded, still embarrassed at being compelled to remove her panties for her lover. As Becky stood to leave, she said quietly, "And don't forget ... you're in charge now ... no sex, no seeing you naked, nothing for Cal until he learns his place."

Janis nodded again and watched Becky's ass as she turned and walked away. She was already counting the seconds until Wednesday when she could run her hands over that ass.

Oh this just keeps getting better and better, herboy. The women are definitely setting up a new system for Doug and Cal. Very hot and very much up to your high standards of storytelling.

I agree, a great story so far. I hope for more, please
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Thanks guys! In the home stretch now ....

Chapter 5

Doug was feeling sorry for himself. He had spent the last couple of days obsessing over what Janis had told him. He wasn't sure why it bothered him more that Becky's lover was Janis instead of her husband. She never talked much about what she did when she went next door, so she hadn't lied to him or deceived him in any way. He had just assumed she was going to have sex with Cal, or with both of them. But now that he knew she was mostly meeting with Janis alone, he felt anxious somehow. He never felt insecure when he thought she was having sex with another man. He knew she would always come back to him. When they first started dating, she didn't hide the fact she had a few "friends with benefits" she saw on occasion. She told him she loved him even more for being so loving and non-judgmental. She also told him she'd tell him whatever he wanted to know, but she appreciated him allowing her some privacy regarding her affairs. When she was planning to meet someone else for sex, she would tell him she had a 'date', knowing the sex they would have afterward would be even more passionate. She would tell him, "I love it when you reclaim me as yours." It was the beginning of his obsession with being a cuckold, with being "Becky's Cuckold". She was the most exciting woman he'd ever met.

When they got married, she seemed to put all of that behind her and totally focused on building their life together, but he secretly wished she would find a lover. Instead, she introduced female domination and domestic discipline to their lives and his fantasies quickly adapted to the new and exciting direction she was taking him. However, his desire to be cuckolded had never gone away. Now that he was becoming more submissive to her, the desire for humil_iation and being replaced by a better-endowed lover was his main fantasy. He had been happy when he found out she was 'dating' again with the next-door neighbor.

He tried to tell himself it didn't matter that her current lover was a woman, but he could tell this was different than those lovers she had when they were dating. Those were sporadic, one-night flings. It almost seemed like she did it to spice up their own sex life. At least that's what he used to tell himself. But now, after hearing she didn't enjoy having intercourse with him, he wondered if it was her way of getting the satisfaction she couldn't get with him. When his tongue just wasn't enough and she needed more, did she setup a 'date'? And, how did that work with a female lover? Wasn't she looking for a bigger, better cock than his? After all, imagining her with a more virile, powerful lover was always his fantasy.

Instead, he finds out she is spending most of her time in bed with another woman. That she considered sex with him as a 'pity fuck' and viewed him as her cocksucker now. Was she losing respect for him? Was he at risk of losing the woman he'd been obsessed with for all these years? Losing her to another woman?

All of these thoughts were swirling around in his head as the drone of voices in the Senate chamber seemed to go on endlessly. The comical farce of democracy in action was playing out on the Senate floor when everyone knew the party in charge had enough votes to do whatever they wanted. He checked his watch and saw it was almost time to go if he was going to be on time for his lunch meeting with Becky. He didn't want to be late and give her another reason to extend his no-sex punishment. Despite his foul mood and anxiety, he was still horny as hell. He was tempted to jerk off in the shower, but he knew she'd be able to tell he was lying when she asked if he'd been a good boy at the end of the punishment.

As soon as he heard the gavel, he rushed out of the chamber while texting his chief of staff to say he was meeting his wife for lunch. Amy, his COS, was a very efficient, middle-aged woman chosen by Becky when he was running for office. He knew they talked to each other frequently and Amy made sure he took good care of his wife. She suggested gifts for birthdays and anniversaries, bought flowers for him to take home when he worked long hours and would shoo away women at cocktail parties when they showed too much interest in him. Sometimes, he wondered if she worked for him or his wife.

Amy replied to his text to say there was a change in plans. Becky decided to get takeout and wanted to have lunch waiting for him at home. She sent an emoji in her text to indicate there might be more than Arturo's salmon salad for lunch today. Her next text said, "Don't worry .. I'll cover for you here. Have fun!"

Doug's cheeks got a little red. He didn't know why it should embarrass him that his aide would think he might be having sex with his wife. If she knew what was really going on behind their bedroom doors, she might be a bit surprised herself. Or, did she already know? It seemed everybody knew more about his wife's sex life than he did.

Doug broke a few traffic laws on his drive home and made it there in less than fifteen minutes. His district was just outside the capitol in one of the wealthy suburbs. As he jumped out of his Suburban, he realized his heart was beating faster and his hands were sweaty. The uncertainty of what was waiting for him in his house had his senses tingling and his penis stirring. He couldn't imagine she would let him have sex with a whole week left on his punishment, but she did give him a handjob the previous week, so who knew what she was up to?

As he entered the house, Becky was waiting for him on the couch in the living room. Doug was taken back by her appearance as entered the room. She was lounging on the couch wearing a black bustier with matching black panties, black thigh-high boots, black gloves that went past her elbows and a black cho_ker around her neck. Her makeup was even more overdone than usual and her hair was tousled like she had just got out of bed after having sex. She was staring at him with a lustful look as he stood flabbergasted in the entryway.

Becky didn't say anything at first. Instead, she beckoned him with a wag of her finger. As he approached her, she pointed to the floor next to her. He knelt on the spot and continued to stare at his transformed wife. Her bright red lips glistened in a sexy smile as she watched his shocked expression. She loved when he looked at her like this!

Doug had left his suit jacket in the car but was still dressed in the standard politician's tailored suit. Becky reached for the knot of his tie and pulled it until the other end of the tie came loose and she could use both of her hands to pull the tie free from his collar. She swung her legs off the couch so that she was sitting in front of him and had a foot on either side of his kneeling form. She softly grabbed one of his wrists and wrapped the tie around it, tying a simple knot, before doing the same with the other wrist. Now, she had his wrists tied in front of him and wrapped the rest of the tie into a leash around her hand.

Doug didn't know what to do with his tied hands as he knelt before her, so he put them together like he was praying. Becky wanted to laugh and tell him he looked like an altar boy getting ready to be buggered but she didn't want to break the spell. Instead, she held the tie in one hand and lightly brushed his cheek with the other gloved hand. She let her fingers caress his ear and glide through his hair. She noticed he was staring at her cleavage, so she leaned forward and pulled his head until his nose rested against the skin between her breasts.

"Do you like what you see, boy?" she whispered hotly.

"Oh god, yes," he croaked hoarsely in response.

She wiggled her shoulders so her tits bounced against his face before releasing the pressure on his head, allowing him to lean back and resume his kneeling position. She continued to run her fingers through his hair without saying anything, as he continued to stare at her, entranced by the moment. She quit stroking his hair and removed a glove. She slid her hand between her legs and pushed the panties aside so she could put a finger in her pussy. She withdrew the finger and raised it in front of his face. Her long, perfectly manicured nails extended a half inch above the tip of her finger and Doug could see the drop of wetness trapped between the underside of her nail and the tip of her finger. The rest of her finger glistened with her lust. She lowered the finger to his lips and he sucked on it greedily until she slowly pulled it from his lips.

"I'm horny," she purred with a hint of pleading.

Doug looked at her pouty red lips and teasing eyes. He swallowed hard in between shallow breaths. His head was swimming in confused, erotic, mixed messages. What did she want? Was she just teasing him or did she want to have sex with him? She loved pretty lingerie, but she had never dressed like this for him. She looked like something from one of his erotic fantasies. His eyes drifted back to her breasts and then to the boots that came over her knees to her thighs. He looked back at her eyes, seeking a hint or some indication of what she wanted him to do next.

Becky could see the indecision and lust in his eyes. She used the tie to pull his bound hands to her breasts. "Do you want to feel them?" she teased softly.

Without answering, Doug awkwardly wrapped his tied hands around each of her tits through the fabric of the bustier. The material had a silky feel and he used his thumbs to rub the underside of each boob. Becky smiled and pulled the straps over her shoulders and then pulled the top down to free her breasts from the sexy cups holding them. To Doug's delight, he could now run his hands over her bare skin and lightly caress her nipples with his thumbs and fingers. He started to lean forward and checked her eyes. Seeing no objection, he continued and took a nipple between his lips while holding one breast with both hands. He alternated sucking her nipples for a minute as she stroked his hair and sighed contentedly. Then, she stood up from the couch in front of him. The tops of her boots were just below the level of his chin as he knelt with his face even with her pussy. She continued to stroke his hair and guided his face so his mouth pressed against her black satin panties. He could smell the scent of her desire as she ground his face against her. He opened his mouth and tried to find her clitoris through the silky fabric. He could hear her moaning above him.

Suddenly, she stopped and stepped back. When he looked up at her, she said in a husky voice, "I always make you wait and suffer, so maybe I should wait for what I want to. What do you think?"

Doug was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. He wanted to beg her to let him eat her pussy, but he couldn't seem to find any words to provide an answer. Becky took this to mean he wasn't sure, so she put one leg over his shoulder so she was straddling his upturned face and, with a handful of his hair in her fist, she ground her panty-covered pussy more aggressively against his face. Doug was a bit concerned she might break his nose as she used his face like a sex toy to bring her pleasure. She did this for almost thirty seconds before finally stopping with a loud gasp.

She breathed hard with her chest heaving from the exertion before reaching down and grabbing the tie. "Come with me, boy, and let's have lunch. It will give both of us a chance to think about how you're going to make me cum after we're done."

She waited for him to stand up and then, using the tie as a leash, she pulled him behind her to the dining room where their lunch was already waiting on the table. He couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful, round ass as he followed her. He remembered what Janis told him about his wife loving a tongue in her asshole. As they entered the dining room, Doug could see she had ordered the salmon salad that was their usual lunch from Arturo's. However, there was only one thing he hungered for today and it didn't come from Arturo's.

Becky released the tie but she didn't untie his hands. After she sat in front of one of the plates, Doug took the other chair, leaving his hands tied in front of him. Becky was pleased when she saw that he left his hands tied and began to eat. As Doug reached for his fork with his bound hands, Becky said, "Wait, there's something I want you to open first." She pointed to a small white box sitting on the table between them. It had a white ribbon wrapped around it with a bow.

Doug was puzzled as he pulled the box toward him and, with some effort, unwrapped the box and opened it. He was even more surprised when he saw a pair of white satin panties. He lifted them from the box using both hands and gave his wife a puzzled look.

Becky let him hold them for a few seconds before saying, "Janis wanted you to have those. Apparently, you were a very good boy at Play Night. I think she wants you to wear them the next time we all get together." Becky had an amused look on her face with raised eyebrows. "She even told me I should let you off punishment early." Becky took a bite of her salad as Doug replaced the panties in the box. Then, she asked coyly, "So, what do you think boy? Am I being too strict? Do you deserve to be let off punishment early?"

Doug desperately wanted to say "Yes" but he felt like this might be a trap. He wasn't sure how to answer so he said, "I don't think you're too strict. I think I deserve whatever you want."

Becky nodded like she was considering what he said as she continued to eat her salad. She waited until he started to eat before she added, "She seems to think I'm too hard on you, but I told her she just didn't understand us and what it is we both like." She took another bite and then said, "You do like being my good boy, don't you? Like me punishing you, teasing you ... making you my cuckold?"

Becky stared across the table at her husband with a sultry look that was emphasized by her fluttering eyelashes and heavy make-up. She reached her foot under the table and rested it on his knee as extra stimulation. She put her fork down and rested her elbows on the table with her chin on her folded hands.

Doug could feel his excitement building. Although Janis called him a cuckold frequently, he couldn't remember his wife ever calling him "her cuckold". His mouth went dry and he took a quick sip of water. She was waiting for his answer and they both knew what it was. "Yes, yes ... I love being your boy. I love being your cuckold," he blurted out. He suddenly wished he was lying over her lap being spanked harshly with her hairbrush. He wanted to bury his face in her pussy, in her ass. He wanted to lay submissively at her side in bed after she returned from her lovers and feel her fingers stroking his hair, telling him how lucky they were to have each other.

He took a deep breath and got up from his chair. His hands were still bound by the tie in front of him as he came around the table and kneeled next to her chair. Becky watched him with a sense of growing excitement as he looked at her with fawning eyes, full of devotion. His hands were folded as if in prayer as he exclaimed, "Tell me how I can be a better boy for you. I want to please you however I can. You shouldn't do anything with me that doesn't make you happy. Even if you ... well, if you didn't want ... umm, you know ... didn't want me to, to ... have sex with you ... then, you shouldn't," he stammered. "You can use me for your orgasms, but you don't have to feel like you owe me anything in return."

Becky smiled. There it was, the admission she was waiting for. She let him kneel there with his puppy dog eyes for a long moment. She turned back to her plate and took a few more bites of her salad. Then, she pushed her chair back and stood up, turning toward her submissive boy with her feet parted and hands on her hips.

"So, you don't want me to let you fuck me, huh?" she said in an even, challenging tone.

Doug couldn't tell if she was angry he had suggested it, or if she wanted him to repeat it, to talk her into doing it. So, in a cautious voice, he said, "Well, if you don't enjoy it, or if you want to deny me, then you should ... I want you to do whatever makes you happiest."

Becky let her smile show and watched as Doug's face slowly broke into a smile to match hers. She rubbed a hand across his head as she said, "I can tell you what would make me very happy right now."


A short while later, as Doug was preparing to return to work, he was kissing his wife at the front door of their house. He held her in his arms and she had her arms around his waist. She was only wearing a robe over her nude body. Becky said, "I hope the panties aren't too uncomfortable. I know they're too small for you but they'll be a good reminder of me for the rest of the day."

Doug shrugged and replied, "They're not too bad. It will be easier when my erection goes away. I'm just glad Janis doesn't like thong underwear."

Becky reached down and massaged his cock through his pants. He was still partially hard and a small wet spot was evident on the front of his pants where his cum had soaked through his underwear. The only time his clothing had been removed was to replace his underwear with Janis' white panties. Becky, on the other hand, had enjoyed several marvelous orgasms while lying naked on their bed while her husband worked hard to pleasure her. As she stroked him through his pants, Becky cooed, "Poor little guy. Only one more week and he can get some attention too." Then, she squeezed his penis and said, "Now remember, we agreed – no more asking for sex and our little friend here will stay pussy-free the rest of the year. Buuuut, if you are a very good boy, then one night you will get rewarded with a special prize." Her eyes sparkled as she ran a hand over his chest. "I think he'll fit just perfectly in my ass. I just hope you can last long enough to make me cum."

Doug shivered at the thought of fucking his wife's ass. It would give him something to look forward to, now that he was being denied access to his wife's pussy. He leaned down to allow his wife to kiss his cheek and then she patted him on the ass to indicate it was time for him to get back to work.

"I love you sweetheart," Doug said adoringly.

"I love you too, my sweet boy," she replied with affection.

As she watched him back out of the driveway, she sighed contentedly. The crisis was averted, her husband was happy and, if anything, she ended up with things even better than before. She knew Janis would be happy. She couldn't wait to wear the new boots when she went to Janis' house the next day. The new strap-on would complete the look! She had thought about wearing it with Doug today but she was afraid she might give the poor thing a heart attack. She'd have to get a smaller one when she introduced him to that pleasure. "All in good time," she thought as she closed the front door. It was time for a good nap. Being a good wife could be exhausting.

I'm loving this, thank you Herboy 😈❤️ x

Completely amazing, herboy. As usual it just keeps getting better and better.

Please continue, it's very very hot
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Chapter 6

** 2 years later **

"You didn't come home last night," Janis said to her lover as she walked into the kitchen.

Becky smiled coyly as she put down the newspaper. Both women were wearing robes. Janis was nude under the long, deep-blue, satin robe she was wearing, and Becky was still wearing the same lingerie she had put on the night before under her short, black satin robe. "Good morning slee_py-head," Becky cooed pleasantly as she offered her cheek for Janis to kiss. As Janis walked to the coffee pot, Becky continued, "It was really late and I didn't want to wake you. And, he asked if I minded spending the night with him. I think he misses having someone in his bed every night."

Janis rolled her eyes and made a face to show her distaste. "I doubt he sl_eeps alone very often." She sat down across the kitchen table from Becky and asked, "So, how is my ex-husband?"

Technically, Cal wasn't officially her ex-husband, but the two had been separated for more than a year. When Janis and Becky cut him off until he complied with the "Better Husband Plan", he tried for six months to spend more time on foreplay, being more thoughtful toward his wife and playing along with their "carrot and stick" approach. In the end, he tired of the whole thing and wanted his old sex life back. He liked almost daily sex and loved that he got to have sex with Becky every couple of weeks. When it became obvious his wife was enjoying sex with Becky more than him and he was only getting laid when he "deserved" it, he decided that life was fine for Doug, but he needed more. He started an affair with one of the sexy wives at the golf club and didn't really care when Janis discovered the text messages from her on his phone. He moved into his own apartment and Janis stayed in the house.

Becky looked at her lover and noticed her nipples were poking against the satin fabric of the robe. Janis was aroused. Becky got an amused look on her face and said in a teasing tone, "He was insatiable last night ... and still hungry for more this morning." Becky could see Janis stiffen just a bit. Was that jealousy or arousal? Or both? "I'm feeling a little sore down there and could use some TLC after you make me something to eat. I'm famished after all that workout. I think I can skip the gym today."

Janis looked over the rim of her coffee cup and saw Becky's sparkling eyes. She could tell Becky was enjoying teasing her. She wanted to tell her to quit being a bitch, but they both knew she'd never do that. Besides the fact she'd probably end up with a bar of soap in her mouth while standing in the corner, she couldn't wait to taste her ex-husband's cum in Becky's pussy. When Becky had started seeing Cal again, Janis wanted to know why she wasn't destroying him like she had threatened. His affair had been a blow to both of them. Becky explained, "If he has nothing to lose, then he could become a big problem for Doug's political career. Better to keep him close for now." But, Janis knew it was more than that. Becky really enjoyed sex with Cal and loved that he was infatuated with her. Becky also enjoyed how Janis and Doug were both eagerly awaiting her return after she was with Cal. Even though Janis usually slept in bed with Becky most nights, Becky would allow both of them in her bed after returning from her extra-marital trysts, telling them to "take turns" as they eagerly tongued her unfaithful pussy.

Becky observed, "It looks like our boy got out of the house early today."

"Yeah, he said there was some hearing he was chairing this morning. Apparently, it will be contentious and he needed to prepare for it."

"So, how did babysitting go last night? Was he a good boy? Did you make him go to bed early so he'd be ready for his meeting?"

Janis shrugged dismissively, "No, he wasn't a good boy. He got what he deserved and then he was allowed to go to bed after he finished his chores. When he gets home tonight, I think you should spank him."

Becky raised her eyebrows skeptically. She doubted Doug misbehaved and thought it far more likely that Janis took her frustrations out on the poor thing. The two of them could be so competitive sometimes. "So, what exactly does he deserve to be spanked for?" Becky asked dubiously.

"You know how mouthy he can be with me. Whenever you're not around he thinks he can do whatever he wants and won't listen to me."

Becky rolled her eyes, "I'll talk to him tonight and remind him that you're in charge when I'm out on a date."

"And give him a spanking?"

"We'll see."

Becky finished the last of her coffee and got up from the table. She held out her hand toward Janis and said, "I changed my mind. You can make me breakfast after."

Janis tried to remain sullen and wanted to play hard to get but she had woke up horny. Her surliness dissolved into submissiveness as she reached for her lover's hand. "Will you fuck me? I'm really horny."

Becky shook her head with a good-humored smile, "We'll see. First, I need a little TLC."


Doug sat in his Senate office with the door closed and directions to his staff that he didn't want to be disturbed. He was relieved the hearing was over. He knew his performance leading the hearing was lacking his usual gravitas mixed with humor. He had been distracted, thinking about the previous night. Thinking about his life in general.

There was nothing specific that happened. Janis was in the usual 'evil stepsister' mood she got into when the two of them were home alone – especially when Becky was on a 'date'. More and more the two of them were acting like siblings vying for mommy's attention. Ever since Janis' breakup with Cal, she was spending more time at their house than she was in her own home next door. Lately, she had pretty much moved in and when she spent the night she slept in bed with Becky. Doug knew he could tell Becky he wanted to sl_eep in bed with her and she would tell Janis to sl_eep in the spare bedroom – now known as 'Doug's bedroom'. However, he was surprised to discover that he slept much better alone, so he didn't mind giving up his shared bed to her lover.

Becky was sensitive to her husband's needs – well, to some of them, anyway. He still hadn't penetrated his wife in almost two years. He got one chance when she rewarded him with the opportunity to take her ass with his "perfectly-sized for that job" penis. Unfortunately, he was so excited that he started cumming before he was all the way in her. She couldn't believe he'd cum so quickly and told him the disappointment for both of them was something they should never repeat together. On the other hand, she thought allowing him to fuck Janis' ass was the perfect reward when he renewed his commitment to remain 'pussy-free' for another year. He had enjoyed his second time doing that about a month ago. Janis admitted she really liked it and only wished he could last long enough to give her an orgasm. He was determined to last longer the next time he had an opportunity.

His relationship with Janis was becoming complex. There were times when they were the best of friends. During her split with Cal, she had cried on his shoulder many nights and even told him she loved him. She felt comfortable around him and he probably saw her naked as often as he saw his own wife naked. His wife wanted all of them to get along and encouraged the two of them to do things together. To avoid the appearance of a public scandal, they couldn't show any public displays of affection, but they did have lunch together and Janis would meet him for happy hour occasionally. Becky would even find times to go out and leave them home alone with the understanding they should "enjoy themselves". Becky had become interested in tantric sex and introduced mutual masturbation as something she enjoyed with each of her partners. Although Doug was never invited to join the two of them in bed, except after her 'dates', Becky did organize evenings for the three of them to get naked, meditate, "be present with each other" and feel free to explore their own bodies. Janis loved to watch Doug pinch his nipples and play with himself. When they were alone, she would tell him to "show me how you spank your monkey when you listen to us making love." Then, she might let him cum on her pussy or tits before he licked up his mess.

Yet, there was another side of this high-strung, hormonal woman that he found maddening. She could be insanely jealous for Becky's attention, sweet one minute and vindictively mean the next, and, occasionally, more aggressive when the two of them were alone together. When Becky left to meet Cal the previous evening, she told them not to wait up for her. Doug knew Janis would be difficult. Whenever Becky hooked up with Janis' ex-husband, her jealousy brought out her mean side. However, he was surprised at how things had gone. He wasn't sure what to do.

The evening had started out like he expected. Ever since Becky had given him the panties two years ago, Janis had taken to calling him 'panty boy'. They both liked to make him wear panties and he wore panties as often as he wore men's underwear. When he was alone with Janis, she would take it a step further and make him model lingerie for her. He felt ridiculous but it fed the humil_iation Janis was so adept at stirring in him. The previous evening she did something new and applied makeup and lipstick while he wore a bra, panties, and skirt. She also made him lie across her lap while she inserted the butt plug she bought him for Christmas. He could feel the submissiveness wash over him. She made him lie on the floor and "raise your skirt and rub your little clitty through your panties, little girly". Then, she put on the strapon and told him to "suck it the way your wife is doing right now." She had been aggressive thrusting the rubber phallus into his mouth while pulling his hair. Doug could see her nipples were hard. He hoped she would tell him to bring her to orgasm soon. Her mood always improved after she came. But, she seemed distracted and was more interested in tormenting him than getting off herself. At one point, while using him as a foot stool and pushing on the butt plug, she asked him, "Do you ever get worried she will leave you for the man that's fucking her better?"

Doug was surprised by the sudden change in the tone of her voice. She sounded serious, maybe even worried. "I guess so, but mostly I'm just happy for her and glad she's having fun."

"But, what if she fell in love with the other person?"

Doug shrugged, "You mean like she did with you?"

"Touche'," Janis laughed. She removed her feet from Doug's back and ass. "Come sit up here with me," she said while patting the couch next to her. "I want to make out with my new girlfriend." Doug climbed up on the couch next to her. Janis was barefoot but still wearing the same yoga pants and scoop-neck crop top that showed off her stomach. She looked like she had just got home from the gym. She smiled looking at him before sliding a hand up his belly and under the bra. She played with his nipple and then pinched it between her fingers until he moaned. She put her other hand behind his head and pulled his lips to her own. They kissed each other passionately for almost ten minutes as she played with his nipples and he did the same to her.

As she slid her hand under the skirt and found his throbbing cock straining against the fabric of the panties, she gasped, "Take me! Fuck me right now!"

At first Doug was shocked, but then he remembered the last time she had made him think they were going to have sex. She had teased him when they were both naked. He had already brought her to orgasm with his tongue and fingers when she told him to lie down. She rubbed her very wet pussy along the length of his cock that was pressed against him. He was moaning in desperation when she asked, "Do you want to fuck me?" He answered urgently, "Oh god, YES." Then, her demeanor changed completely when she started laughing and said, "I'm telling Becky you tried to fuck me." He protested, but, sure enough, she told Becky the next day and he got a spanking he could feel for days.

"You know I can't do that. I gave her my word."

Janis squeezed his cock and began stroking him, "I'm serious Doug. I NEED you to fuck me tonight. We don't have to tell her. She doesn't even ask what we do together anymore. I SWEAR I'm not trying to set you up." Her stroking became more urgent and Doug thought he might cum in his panties. "You know she'll spank me too so I'm not going to say anything."

Doug knew that was true. In the past year, he had enjoyed hearing Janis' yelps and muffled cries from behind the closed bedroom door. He could tell Becky wasn't spanking her as hard as she spanked him, but it was loud enough he could hear the smacks on her ass down the hallway in his bedroom. He had masturbated thinking about his tormentor getting her own ass spanked red. When he mentioned it to his wife, Becky told him "We both agreed she could use some loving discipline too."

Doug made his decision and closed his eyes. Janis continued her assault on his panty-covered cock. Suddenly, he gasped and his cum quickly filled his panties and oozed out the top of the elastic band. Janis immediately let go of his cock when she felt the spasms. Her eyes opened wide as she looked at him in fury, "You did that on purpose! Why didn't you warn me you were going to cum? You premature .... Aaahh, you piss me off sometimes!" She ordered him to get the wooden spoon from the kitchen. When he brought it back to her, she grabbed the spoon out of his hands and smacked his penis and balls through the wet, cum-stained panties as he hopped around trying to cover himself. As he remembered the evening, he almost laughed and thought they must have been quite a scene as she chased him around the living room telling him to move his hands. Eventually, she told him to go to bed and sl_eep in his wet panties.

As he lay in bed, he began to feel sorry for Janis. She was having a moment of cuckold angst and he could have helped her through it. She was probably right that Becky would never have known, or maybe even cared, if they did have sex with each other. No, she definitely would have cared. She would have been terribly hurt by her two most-loved people. They would have let her down. She might not have said anything at first but eventually she would have released her wrath on both of them. He should have just been honest with Janis and talked her through it. Told her how much Becky loved her and how excited she would be after they reconnected together. He loved knowing his wife was getting great sex she couldn't enjoy with him. He loved that she was getting to enjoy the excitement that comes from feeling passion for another person. Long ago, he had accepted that she would always come back to him and love him, or possibly she might not. He would trust their love for each other. But, he knew there were other cuckolds that felt despair at the thought of losing their spouse to someone else.

Now, in the cold light of day, he needed to decide – should he talk to his wife and tell her Janis needed some reassurance? Should he tell Janis he would have sex with her whenever she wanted to? What would be so bad about having sex like everyone else every once in a while? Janis had teased him so many times and he was obsessed with actually feeling the joy of being in her pussy. Many nights he had masturbated imagining fucking her pussy and ass. She had been naked and horny as hell with him so many times, yet she had never allowed him in her pussy. The two times he had briefly enjoyed her ass were awesome, but he desperately wanted her pussy. He needed her pussy so bad. She had been sincere last night and he didn't do it. What was wrong with him? His wife would have been disappointed but she would have understood when he explained it to her. Wouldn't she? Oh, what to do?

He became aware of his erection and, after a quick look at the closed office door, he unzipped his pants and fished out his hard-on. He closed his eyes and waited for the picture of his wife and Janis lying naked in bed to come into his head. They were smiling at him, waiting for him to fuck them both ....


Becky laid naked in bed with Janis dozing peacefully, her head on Becky's shoulder. The strap-on was lying on the bedside table. Janis had begged her to smack her ass as she fucked her from behind. It was a really fun turnaround from the night before when she had been fucked the same way. She assumed Janis had been fucked by Cal that way and was thinking of him. She didn't mind. It would be hard to forget being fucked the way she used to enjoy so often. Becky wondered if she should convince Janis to start seeing Cal again. Or, would she be happier being teased and denied that pleasure? So many options ....

Becky sighed a long, happy, satisfied breath before she nudged Janis and said softly, "I'm really hungry ..."

THE END

Such a great close. The future for our three protagonists is going to be complicated enough as it is, and of course would be even more if Doug decided to go to the federal level or run statewide. You are an amazing writer and I hope there is much more to come (cum?) from your keyboard.

Thanks Mr Fire and the rest of you guys! I wrote a few more over the winter. Let me clean them up and I'll post over the next month or so.

That was a great read, thank you Herboy 😈❤️ x