Maybe the start of something...?

Fantastic reads. I hope you get what you want with her. She sounds like a catch and I'll have my fingers crossed!

1999
So tell us, how did her evening out go? Did she have a good time or have anything to tell you when she got home ?

Great thread, please do continue!
M Lura

The following day Louise cam home, but with family it was hard to 'play' straight away. We had to wait until later that night. Again, I didn't make her tell me anything, I let her volunteer the information.We climbed into bed an she started telling me about the previous night.

She picked up where her messages left off. She told me how she'd fantasised about the other guy. One of her colleagues, who she's always had a crush on. About our age, tall, dark, and handsome, in good shape and well dressed. he was there with his girlfriend, who was young, slim and blonde. Louise told me how she fantasised about the two of them buying her (beverages) and taking her home where they all got to know each other better. She told me how she'd fantasised about them undressing each other and exploring each other's bodies, and about Louise and the girl making out. She told me she'd dreamt about them going down on each other and about how good the girl tasted. She told me how she fantasised about sucking the guy's cock while his girl ate her pussy, before he moved to fuck the girl doggy while she continued to eat Louise. She said she thought about him cumming inside his girl, then how Louise would lick his cock clean, tasting how their juices mixed together.

All this time she was jerking me and whispeing in my ear and by the end of the story I was ready to cum, which she said she wanted all over her tits. I happily obliged - it was teh least I could do!

A few nights later we were fooling around again and I started fingering, then eating her. Fir the first time since we've been together she asked if I wanted to see her cum - she's normally (or, I suppose, used to be) very shy, but tonight she volunteered to put the light on so I could see her enjoying herself. She was certainly having fun, but seemed to be having trouble cumming. I told her to fetch her vibrator, wich I was sure would send her over the edge. It also meant I could talk to her.

"I meant what I say, you know" I started. She seemed to get wetter almost immediately."About when you were out the other night." Wetter again. "If you'd wanted to, as long as you told me, you could let a guy buy you a (beverage) and have a dance. I'd find that so hot". She started squirming. "Maybe not this far", I said. "Maybe not let him get in your pants, but if you wanted to do some flirting, I'd have no problem". By now she was nearing her orgasm. "It's what I think about when you're not here, you coming back with story, maybe a phone number..."

She came hard, squirting onto my hand. We held each other for a while, before she moved to grab my manhood. "What sort of things do you think about?" She asked. "About you being tempted, maybe having some fun", I volunteered. "No, specifically..." she demanded, working my cock.

"Well," I said, on the spot. "One of the hottest things you've done is when we were at Brad's place, and you were in the hot tub, and came in and told us how teh shower was big enough for two. That was so hot." "How do you mean...?" she asked. "The thought of you and a guy in the tub. Not specifically Brad", I added. "Thank God!" Louise laughed. I continued as she jerked me. "In the tub, a little wine, you get a bit close, he touches your leg, almost by accident. You don't move away, and soon you're next to each other, exploring each other. Maybe then you'd get out and move to the steam room, where you'd be inside each other bathing suits, you holding him, him rubbing you. Maybe you'd be nervous for a few seconds, but then remember how much this turns me on and you'd continue. He'd bring you off with his fingers and then you'd move to the shower, where you'd drop to your kness and take him in your mouth until he exploded all over you, because I knwo you like that." She laughed. "Then, you'd wash each other off, dry each other and get dressed, maybe sharing a last kiss before coming back to your partners, nice an innocent". After this, Louise brought me off and we cleaned each other before drifting off.

So, a couple of developments - another story from her without me begging for it, and another slice of honesty from me which seemed to go down well. Hopefullly it won't be long before I get another update to share with you perverts...!
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A while without an update because I was worried I had a good thing going and one comment nearly ruined everything for me.

I take my cuck fantasies easy so I don't seem obsessed - I know this is a strange kink, and takes some getting used to. It's taken a few years but Louise, as you know by now, is turning into quite the storyteller. I don't pressure her into playing fantasy games too often, but now she seems to enjoy playing too. Sometimes she'll go out without me and I'll send her a few leading texts, but I don't beg; anything I get is a bonus, as far as I'm concerned

Some time ago that's what happened. Louise went out with the girls, I put the kids to bed and then turned in for myself. I text Louise along the lines of "Have a good time, tell me how bad you've been when you get home", drifted off and thought no more about it.

Later, I woke as the bed moved strangely. Louise was home, but wasn't laying down next to me. I rolled over and reached out and she was knelt next to me. She kissed me, before reaching down to play with my cock. Instinctively I reached out to find that, although it was dark, she was wearing the satin teddy she bought as a surprise a few months back. I ran my hand up between her thighs to find her pussy soaking wet, but full of some thick fluid, not just her pussy juice. Rationally, this was lube, but a small part of me wanted to believe it was something else.

We fucked well that night. We 69ed with her on top before she rode me reverse cowgirl style bareback. This was too much for me so she got off me, rolled on a condom and ride me cowgirl style, facing me this time. We both came, tidied ourselves up and fell a5leep.

A few nights after I thought it all went wrong. I was going down on her, explaining how I got off on the thought of her flirting and fooling with another guy. She was getting into it so, I went for it; I told her that, even though I knew it wasn't, and that is never want her to do it in real life, part of me liked the fantasy that she'd come home the other night full of another man's spunk. She said nothing, but after she got off and we lay in bed holding each other she turned to me. "You don't REALLY want me to 5leep with another man, do you?". This wasn't the 'tell me and I'll do it' question. There was worry in her voice. This is what I'd been worried about.

We had the talk. Again I assured her I wasn't going to make her do anything she was uncomfortable with. I told her this wasn't a ploy so I could go and get some strange. I told her I like the games we play, and I'm so grateful she plays with me. I told her I love her, and I don't really want to share her. Afterwards we fell a5leep and nothing more was said.

Until last night, when she told me she wanted to tell me a story, and would I like to know about what happened at her work Christmas party, or the cab ride home...
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Latest update, where I remember I haven't told you about Louise's Christmas party story, which she relayed while jerking me in bed one night.

Louise told me that her work Christmas party was at a bar in town, and her boss had booked a private function, a tent in the garden. All her colleagues were there and it caused a bit of a fuss because the other people in the bar were trying to get in to see what the fuss was. She was wearing a knee length tight dress, knee boots and bare legs. Louise said she noticed one guy trying to get in but he was turned away, and she said she'd liked the look of him - slightly older, well dressed, graying at the temples but in good shape. She watched him from a distance as he went back inside the bar.

Later, she went inside to use the toilets and she said the place was crammed. She made a special effort to squeeze past her mystery man on the way, and even more so in the way back, fixing him with a gaze and holding herself against him so he should have been in no doubt about her thoughts. She returned to her party but kept a look out.

Minutes later the guy came outside for a cigarette. Louise said she went over to bum a smoke - Louise doesn't smoke - and strike up a conversation. She said there was some small talk, but she told him she had an understanding with her husband, and that he should meet her in the men's toilets in a few minutes.

Louise said she went back into the bar and hid in the men's room until her man arrived. She let him into the stall, kissing him passionately and feeling for his cock. She jerked him through his pants before unzipping him, dropping to her knees and blowing him in the men's room while he grabbed at her tits. After a while she stood, took her panties off, put one leg on the toilet and let him enter her while she held him and kissed him. She said he was good and his cock was a fair size and she nearly came, but she was too much for him and he came first. I asked here where and she told me in her pussy, bareback.

I asked her what happened next, imagining her returning to the party with a strangers cum running down her legs, but she wasn't done. She said because she hadn't cum he pulled out, dropped to his knees and started fingering her. First with one finger in her pussy, then two, then three, then four and a thumb, until, using his own cum as lube, he had his whole hand inside my wife's pussy. She said she rubbed her clit furiously until she too came, squirting all over the men's room floor.

After this. They both dressed, kissed one last time and returned to their parties. By now I was all but ready to explode, but her summarising the story put me over the edge:
"Stranger...
Men's room...
Blow job...
Bareback...
Came in my pussy...
F157ing...
Squirted...
Didn't...
Even...
Know...
His...
Name..."

Needless to say after this I came heavily and noisily, thanking her for the story. As a bit of an added twist I returned the favour a few nights later, telling her the story from the guys point of view ("I met this hot wife..."), adding in a few 'dirty slut's and maybe a 'cheap whore' into the mix while she brought herself off with her rabbit.

She seemed to enjoy it, but we've been busy so there's been no playing since, real or fictional. Of course, if anything happens I'll let you all know. Eventually...
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Recieved this yesterday. In my mind looking after the kids for a while is a small price to pay for a wannabe cuck's wife to be alone in a strange town overnight, doesn't it?
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Louise tells me the trip's off, so no night at home imagining her fucking a stranger in a business hotel. Perhaps this is for the best and I can use my time to plant a few seeds in her head...
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Not cuckold, but still pretty hot...

So lately I've been working late a lot - 5.30am starts, 8pm finishes, that kind of thing. Leaves me just enough time after work to see the kids into bed, have a bite to eat and get some rest. One night last week when I'm already in bed Louise climbs in and starts whispering in my ear about how if I wasn't so tired she'd be making a real effort right now to have sex with me. Unfortunately I was so tired I could barely roll over, let alone do anything about it.

She said she'd been horny for a few nights now. So horny she wondered "If I could take care of myself right here without me waking up". She told me that the other night, while I was flat out, she laid in bed next to me "looking at dirty videos and playing with myself". I asked her what she'd been watching and she paused. "It's... Well..." Another pause. "I was trying to find videos of women... getting fisted".

Wow.

She told me she'd watched a few 'how to' videos, and had tried to watch some real hardcore stuff but couldn't find any that showed anything.

Now, I know she likes to feel 'full' (I'm sure I've mentioned it before), but this was the first time she'd ever done any 'research' to my knowledge. Hell, it's the first time to my knowledge she's ever watched porn on her own. Needless to say, I'm really happy with both events, but I still wasn't convinced she was telling me the truth, so the other night, while she was out of the room, I borrowed her phone and did a quick history search. Turns out she was right...
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Enjoying your progress, 1999! Thanks for keeping us updated! Hope something will happen soon. Needless to say, pics are always very hot as well. ;)

Really enjoying it too. I love the gradual progress, and exploratory probing (ooh!) of your respective boundaries. I don't need pictures though, my imagination is doing fine.

Having said that, she looks very fine in the picture you posted in May last year!

Thanks for the encouragement and kind words, guys. It's nice to know my words are read and someone gets as hot as me from them.

Tonight Louise is out on the town with some friends. A meal and a beverage, then home, nice and relaxed. Last night we lay in bed, talking.

"It will be easier if I go straight from work, is that OK?"
"That's probably easiest."
"Will you be OK?"
"We'll be fine."
Pause
"Will you do something for me?"
"What?"
"Take a change of clothes?"
"Yes..."
"And can you... slightly over-dress...?"
Laughter
"For when I get home?"
"And for when you're out. You know how I like you going out dressed up without me..."
"Do you want me to come back with a story?"
"If you want to..."
"Maybe..."

So my plan for the night is get the kids into bed and think about her out on the town without me, getting eyed up and possibly hit on. I don't know what she's wearing or where she's going, or even who she's with. I'm getting hard just thinking about it...
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Last update in April. Wow. No story from that night, but a fresh story last night. A story, at my request, from when she was younger.

Louise told me how she's been out to the club and was waiting for a cab home. She was wearing tight jeans, high heels and a tight top, exposing her breasts. She told me while waiting she locked eyes with another guy, and one thing led to another and they disappeared together down a nearby alley. She told me how they got hot and heavy, kissing and touching. She blew him to completion all over her tits before he knelt in front of her and fingered and ate her out. While this was happening, she said, another guy appeared and started watching at a distance. She said she called him over and, while guy number 1 was still eating her pussy, she jerked and kissed the guy number two until he came all over her pussy. Around this time I came all over her myself, as you can probably appreciate.

As I came down I started to finger her for myself. I spooned her, reaching round and playing with her clit as I whispered in her ear. I told her that if I was the second guy, I'm not sure I'd have been happy with a hand job, and she asked what I meant. I told her I'd have wanted to fuck her, right there in the alley. I pulled her head back while still playing and told her that I'd have pushed her against the wall and slid into her from behind. I told her that I'd have to teach her a lesson, telling her how naughty she was being, getting fucked by two strangers in a dirty alley. I told her I'd be calling all sorts of nasty names.

Whore.

Slut.

No better than a hooker.

Then Louise came too, squirting everywhere. She turned to me and said

"You can be quite dominant, when you want to be..."
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Good to see another update from you, 1999! It's very hot reading you progress. Love how Louise is slowly starting to embrace the sluttiness.

Keep us updated once in a while! Pictures always welcome, of course!

Next weekend Louise is going camping with her youth group, but more importantly a bunch of male helpers. She's dropping the kids at my mom's on Friday morning, heading off and won't be back until Sunday night. I know she'll be away working, but she'll also be away not working in the evenings, and I'd like to nudge her a little further. There will be guys she knows, but because it's a big event there will also be some strangers there and I want to try and push her boundaries a bit. Anyone got any ideas for dares for a wife who's played a fantasy hotwife but has never put it in practise? Let me know and I'll see if she's up for some fun.
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I hope you got some stories from the weekend, fantasy or reality, her mind is in the right place.
I'm not on here often enough, so missed your request for ideas. Pushing the boundaries is very exciting - you never really know how much is too much, and the right mood in the right moment can yield amazing surprises.
I must visit the site more often, at least to see how you are progressing, 1999.

The camping weekend passed with no major news, but the link is below if you want to catch up. This update is just to report a five-line conversation in bed the other night as I was trying to *****.

"Remember I told you I picked up that guy at a bus stop and took him to work?" (one morning she apparently spotted a guy running for a bus that he missed, stopped and gave him a lift to his office. Thought it was a strange, but oddly hot thing to do when she told me at the time)
"Yes"
"Did I ever tell you what happened the second time I picked him up?"
"No..."
"Oh. Maybe another night..."

And then no more was said. Completely out of the blue and unsolicited cuckold tease.

Wow

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Last night Louise couldn't 5leep. She turned to me and said she was going to "relax herself" - which is code for rub one out - and asked if I'd like to help or just listen. As much as I enjoy helping, I thought tonight is let her take care of herself. I put one arm under her shoulders to hold her, and stroked her belly and thighs while she worked her pussy and clit.

She put her fingers in my mouth to get herself started, then I pulled her close. "Do you know what I think about sometimes?" I whispered. "What?" She asked. "Sometimes, I think about the pictures you sent me from your camping trip. I think about what you said to the guys in the picture. I wonder if you told them why you were taking them - because your husband gets off on the thought of you being with other guys. I think about other guys knowing about this. Guys I don't know, who you might see again sometime. Guys who might remember, and think 'hey, she was cute, and she said her husband wouldn't mind...'. Guys who might be thinking about you...".
At this point Louise orgasmed, her hips tightening and releasing as she came down. We kissed, and her hand fell towards my swollen cock.

"Relaxing you always wakes me up" I joked, but Louise was not interested in helping me and rolled over to 5leep, telling me she'd help me tomorrow, or to take care of myself if I wanted. I exposed her ass and started jerking myself against her back, butt and thighs as she pushed herself into me. I edged myself a couple of times as she ground on me hard.

"Tell me to stop" I whispered, still jerking furiously. She said nothing. "Tell me to stop" I repeated. "Don't you want to?" Louise asked. "Oh, I want to. But I want you to stop me." I told her. "I want you to tell me I can't". A short pause. I carried on beating myself against her pussy.

"Stop..." she said, but I ignored her and continued. "Stop." she repeated, slightly firmer, but I carried on, sighing in protest. "Stop it!" she half snapped, and I released my cock, which sprang, rock hard, against her pussy. My hand reached over to her breasts and belly as I attempted to finish myself against her with no success. She moved herself away so my cock moved into the small of her back with by balls against the top of her ass. She slowly rolled her hips against me as I whimpered. "Are you going to be OK?" she asked. "I'll have to be" I replied. "Why?" "Because you told me I couldn't.". She pushed hard into me one last time, then rolled away and left me until morning
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Hey 1999, Anything happened since? Love reading your updates.

So back in August Louise told me about a guy she picked up on the way to work, but no more than that. I've been waiting for her to expand on the story, but she's said no more and we've not really had the opportunity to play. A few weeks ago I decided to press her on it, and it appears after many stories about club nights and parties, Louise may have a (mostly fictional) boyfriend.

She started stroking me as I was trying to 5leep, so I rolled over and asked her to tell me about her hitchhiker. She laughed and told me she normally drives past this guy at a bus stop on the way to work, and one particular morning she saw the bus leave without him she said she stopped and asked where he was going, and as it was an office complex on her way to work she offered him a ride, which he accepted.

She said he was tall and well built with graying hair (Louise REALLY has a thing for older men), wearing a smart suit. She said he was South African (I asked if he was black, but she said no. Sadly...) and they got talking about life back home. After a chat in the traffic he told her he'd not been on a date since he left home. Louise asked what it was like dating back home and he told her he was always quite lucky with the ladies. Louise said she knew from the look in his eye and the way he stroked her arm where the conversation was heading, and pulled off into a side street.

They started kissing and he unbuttoned Louise's shirt to get to her breasts. Louise unbuttoned his pants and lifted his shirt to access his "big cock", which she worked with her hand until it was fully hard. She said by now her breasts were fully exposed as she took him in her mouth and he started running his hands down her back and into her panties.

"Did he know you were married? I asked. "He didn't ask, but he saw my wedding ring. He didn't care, he knew what we were doing." she replied, working my cock furiously. I asked what happened next. She said they were late for work, so instead of going further she brought him off over her tits and chest, as I did the same. When I calmed down she said after that they both dressed and started the car again. She drove him to his office and headed for hers. She says she sees him regularly at the bus stop and wonders if she should stop. I told her maybe she should.

I don't know how much of the start of the story is true. Has she innocently picked up a guy at a bus stop? Is he South African? Has she done it more than once? Does she think about him like that? I genuinely don't know, and that's what makes it so exciting. Also, I'm going to press for follow ups. Has she seen him again? Maybe a lunch date or two, then who knows where. Maybe I can convince her that I'd be OK with a bit of romance from another guy and something might happen in real life. Of course then I would have to convince myself...
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Good luck and congrats. It's a great lifestyle!
My wife loves bull seed

Not a real update, just a view into my twisted mind...

Yesterday I had to work late, after leaving home at 6am I didn't get home until 7pm. As we sat on the couch talking about our days Louise's phone was blowing up, but every time it buzzed she snapped it up before I could see it. All i could see was the name of an ex-workmate, Tom.

I've never liked Tom, but he left her place of work five or six yers ago and they've kept in touch occasionally since then. I've often got the feeling he's been a little too friendly, but this was before I came out of the cuck closet so Louise either never acted on it, or didn't see it.

"It's Tom's birthday", Louise said in a way that invited no further conversation, so I didn't ask further but she kept messaging him until we went to bed.

She came to bed naked, and I can't remember the last time that happened. She kissed me, stripped me and climbed on top of me. She slipped me inside of her and rode me cowgirl style. As she rode me one hand came forward and played with her clit. The other went backwards, but not to steady herself. I felt her twist, but her hand didn't touch me. I can only assume (or hope) that to help get herself off she reached back ad started playing with her little brown eye. She came in no time at all, I came soon after, all over he pussy.

It was the first time we'd had sex in weeks. As always, she was a great fuck, but I couldn't help wondering. After a night of textig Tom, was she thinking about me, or someone else...?
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Fantastic progress. Keep working on her, she might enjoy fucking Tom but you'd LOVE IT if she does.

Another weekend where Louise is away with the youth group, I'm at home with the two juniors and my imagination. This time I didn't set her up with a dare before she went, but while I was at work she did send me a shot of what she's wearing under her jeans and hoodie today...

I'm going to try and push her by text a bit, maybe a bit tonight and a bit further tomorrow, just to see what I can get out of her.

Not you every day underwear…

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1999
That sounds like a great ide, I hope it worked! I also think it is about time for you to post some more pic's of Louise, preferably of her naked and freshly fucked 😜

Some nights ago we were on the couch. I was playing on my phone and Louise was watching Poldark on the TV. I wasnt paying attention, when out of nowhere Louise said "I know what she means". I asked what she'd agreed with, but Louise refused to tell me. From what I could make out from the conversation still ongoing, there was some talk of being unfaithful. Louise wouldnt be drawn on what shed agreed to, so I let it go.

However, it obviously had an effect on her, as she came to bed ready to fuck. She put teh moves on me, I reciprocated and soon she was riding me cowgirl style. "Now", I asked her, "What did you agree with on TV earlier?" "She was saying" Louise panted "About how she wished she was two women, one who knew she had a loving husband at home, and one who could go out and be desired..." "Is that what you want? To be desired?" "Doesnt everyone?" "You know I dont have a problem with you being desired. I like it when youre desired" I continued. Louise was clearly enjoying herself.

At this point she climbed off of me and moved to the drawer where we keep our toys, and she removed her vibrating dildo. I assumed she was going to buzz her clit to get herself off quicker. How wrong I was.

She straddled me again and put teh dildo in her mouth. She worked it for a few seconds, then lend towards me, reached behind herself, and started slowly inching the tip into her ass. She gasped and groaned as she invaded her own ass, and I felt the tightening of her pussy as it entered her. At this point I almost forgot to thrust, i was enjoying the show too much. I stayed still in her pussy, but could feel the head of her mysery partner rubing against mine. Louise asked if I was OK, I told her I could feel everything. I asked if she was enjoying it and her eyes simply rolled back in her head as she groaned.

In order to get a better angle she lifted herself up onto one knee, teh other leg out at right angles, her pussy hovering on the head of my cock and her ass full. I used the space to thrust into her - she was wet enough to take it - and I fucked her hard until we both came, her on my cock, me deep in her pussy. (Shes had a coil fitted - woop!)

Another baby step. Admitting she wants to be desired, and acting out a DP on her own initiative. The next tim she goes out, Im going to ask her if she wantst to pretend shes not married and see how that goes down...
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A big step - goalposts may have changed forever...

A few months ago Louise and I were looking for something to watch on the TV and, for some reason, stumbled across a season of short documentaries about niche fetishes. There were short 10 minute) films about age play, race play, rpae play, and one about male chastity. We sat and watched them all, making the usual jokes to cover our embarrassment, but I never mentioned that chastity has always been something that's intrigued me.

A few nights ago we were in bed. Louise rolled over and gently stroked my cock a few times, which jumped straight to attention. It was late and no more came of it, but I spooned her for a while with an erection, waiting for relief that never came. Louise drifted off to *****, but my mind started racing (I shouldn't ***** soda before bed...)

Louise has been invited out on a bachelorette party this weekend with our neighbour. She knows I have thoughts of her flirting while she's out and sometimes (often) I jerk off thinking about it while she's out. I couldn't shake the thought of her locking me as she left, teasing me over text and releasing me - maybe in more ways than one - when she got home. I resolved to pitch the idea to her in bed the following night.

The next night in bed I started the "I want to buy a cock cage" talk.
'You know how sometimes I like you to leave me hanging...?' I started.
'Yes...'
'And remember that film we watched about guys who lock their junk up...?'
'Yes...'
'I kinda think, maybe, I'd like to try it...'
'...'
'...'
'...why?'
'I'm not sure. I was thinking about you being out on Saturday, and what normally goes through my mind, and I like the idea of not being allowed to act on my urges'
'Is self-control not enough?'
'I want to have no choice. I want to be reminded all the time you're out'
'...'
'...'
'...so what were you thinking?'
'I was thinking I'd be locked before you left, then all the time you're out, and you'd come home and let me out and whatever happens, happens. I've seen a place online that sells for about fifty bucks. I'm not expecting this to be a permanent thing, just a little bit of fun...'

We spoke a bit more Louise seemed confused, but not disgusted, and that's the best I'd expected. I volunteered to go to the website I found and order one so it would be ready for Saturday, then we went to bed. I thanked Louise for understanding yet another non-conventional fetish, and she seemed a bit crestfallen she felt she was so vanilla.

The following morning, I got a text at work.

"Can we do purchasing tonight, together? I've been browsing."

Wow. The rest of the day dragged. I got home, fed the family and got them to bed and Louise and I sat down on the internet comparing cock cages. We found an alternative site that had a wide variety of devices, from the relatively straightforward to chrome devices with urethra tubes and anal hooks. 'You don't want a cheap plastic one' Louise said, almost absent-mindedly. 'I read that sometimes they split and can hurt you.' 'You read...?' 'I... may have done some research today...' she said. Eventually we settled on a metal cage-type unit, and put it in our cart.

'Can I get something now?' Louise asked. 'I saw some things that looked... interesting.' We browsed and found a 'sex toy starter pack', Louise had been after a small butt plug, and this set also contained some beads as well as a dildo, vibrator and a cock ring. We ordered them up and closed down the computer. Louise rolled towards me, crawled under the covers and took me in her mouth.

Today we both had the day off, so I volunteered to take her shopping to look for an outfit for Saturday. Unfortunately we didn't find anything, but it was quite a thrill taking her shopping for clothes I won't see her in. The plan for Saturday is I'll take the kids to their grandparents while I work an afternoon shift at work. Louise will spend some hours getting ready and head out and I'll pick the family up and head home, get them to bed and lock myself (not sure it's wise to start in public). Then some text teasing while she's out before she comes home with (one of) my key and frees me.

Maybe...
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So the night didn't end as expected. For all my dreams of being awoken by a lightly buzzed wife who would mercilessly and uncomfortably tease me about her adventures before unlocking and releasing me, real life obviously gets in the way. Louise arrived home at about half two, slightly further down the road than buzzed and giggled and wobbled home before struggling to take her shoes off and passing out almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. I decided for practicality's sake I'd better free myself because there was no way Louise would be getting up in the morning and I didn't want to explain cock cages to a seven year old. However, I plan to replay the end of the date 'properly' when Louise has finally dried out.

In terms of the cage I kept the keys - again, it's our first time and real life takes priority over sex games. I've got a disaster key on a massive key ring in a safe place, but I'll encourage Louise to hold the others for me. I was able to 5leep in it, which means I should be able to go reasonable periods, and there was no lasting damage in the morning.

So all in all, not 100% successful, but not quite a dismal failure either, and maybe a step towards a more interesting future.
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Great to read another update, 1999. Happy to see the slow but steady progress. Please keep the update coming ! And perhaps a naughty picture of Louise for us to **** over ;)