Lynn Finds a Boyfriend

"I think I would be more comfortable coming back to my place after. Stephen will give us privacy if we tell him to."

What! They will be coming back to our house after their date! I am not sure what to think. They will be making out in my house! He will make love to my wife in our bed! The idea is both humiliating and exciting.

The magnitude of what I have agreed to hits me like a blow to the gut. For a moment, I want to tell Lynn that this is all a huge mistake. I imagine the two of them cuddling in our bed. At first the thought is painful, but then it becomes arousing and exciting. I realize that my dick is even harder. As the panic subsides, this feels strangely right. Lynn deserves a better lover than me and I am happy for her. I am also excited by the way that Lynn is showing her control over me. I have fantasized about sexually submitting to a dominant woman and that fantasy is coming true!

"Oh, Jim! I am really looking forward to this. See you at 6 on Friday. Bye!"

Lynn turns to me with a huge grin on her face. She discreetly gives my hard cock a squeeze.

"I guess you are alright with that. Of course, if things get hot and heavy with Jim, we will want you to go hang out in the basement or the guest room. No watching for you, at least not for a while!"

I am actually relieved that they don't want me to watch at this point. The thought of them together is hot, but I am far from certain that I could handle that now. It will be erotic and humiliating enough to be in the house while they are fucking. I am already assuming that they will do that on Friday. I wonder whether I am just being realistic or if this is wishful thinking on my part.

"I sort of assumed you would go back to his place, but I can see you would be more relaxed at home. Speaking of home, we should probably head back and deal with the grocery shopping."

It feels good to move the conversation back to the mundane aspects of our married life. On the way home the conversation focuses on household stuff. Lynn has her hand on my thigh as I drove. She used to do that all the time but has gotten out of the habit in recent years. I think about how nice it feels and realize that I have missed the simple affection more than I realized. The rest of the day is very ordinary. Neither of us talks about what is planned for Friday until Lynn and I go to bed. We cuddle and kiss. There is more passion in Lynn's kisses than there has been in recent years. After a few minutes, she nudges me down her body. I know this means she wants me to go down on her. I gladly take the hint and start making love to her pussy with my mouth. She plays with her tits for a few minutes. I can tell that there was something on her mind besides what I was doing to her.

"I am going to need some sexy clothes for this Friday."

"Uh-huh."

"You will be paying for them, of course."

"Can I take you shopping?"

"No, I want these clothes to be private between me and Jim. Just give me your credit card."

I love to take Lynn shopping for clothes, especially lingerie, so it disappoints me that she wants to do this alone. I think about protesting, but I realize it is not my place to make these decisions. When it comes to Lynn and Jim, I have agreed to do as I am told.

"OK."

I can sense Lynn relaxing now that she has established that. I focus on stimulating her clit the way that she likes it. She is squeezing her tits roughly and I can tell that she is close to an orgasm.

"Jim, JIm, aaargh!"

I am not surprised that she was thinking about Jim while I was eating her. I know that he is her sexual focus now. After a couple of minutes, I move up on top of Lynn. We kiss and I place my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She wraps her legs around me as I slowly bury my dick in her wet, warm cunt. I enjoy the wonderful of her pussy engulfing my cock and I start to make gentle love to her.

"Jim's dick will be there soon."

When Lynn whispers that in my ear, it immediately takes me over the edge and I pump my seed into her cunt. I roll off of her and we spoon. She takes my hand and places it on her tit and wiggles her butt against my deflated dick.

"Goodnight, Stephen."

"I love you, Lynn."

"I love you, too."

With that we fall asleep.

The rest of the week is largely routine. The pressure of jobs and day to day chores fill most of the time. Lynn spends a couple of evenings shopping so I have to pick up some of the slack around the house. We don't talk about the upcoming weekend. Overall, we get along great. As is typical for us, we did not make love during the week. However, both of us were more affectionate than usual: our kisses have more feeling, we hug and touch more often, we snuggle longer in bed at night before going to sleep. It is nice. It seems more like it was when we were newlyweds.

Finally, Friday arrives. As I get out of my morning shower, Lynn is standing naked in front of her sink. After I dry off, she comes over and gives me a kiss and hug with her naked breasts pressed against me.

"Do you remember what is happening, tonight?"

Lynn reaches down and feels my cock which is responding to her body against me and the reminder of her date.

"Yes, you have your date with Jim."

"Are you sure you still want this? If you want me to call this off, just say so."

My dick is rock hard. Lynn is lightly running her fingers up and down my shaft.

"Yes, I do."

"This is your last chance to call it off. Do you still want him to take me out to dinner and then bring me back here for a night of sex?"

I pull her close to me and she smiles wickedly at me.

"Yes."

"Tell me that you want Jim to be my main lover."

"Yes, I want Jim to be your main lover!"

Lynn grabs my dick, pulls me over to the bed and has me lie on my back. She climbs on top of me with her pussy over my face and her mouth teasingly close to my dick.

"Eat the pussy that Jim is going to fuck tonight!"

She lowers her pussy onto my face. I start to alternate between licking her clit and fucking her pussy with my tongue. Lynn wraps her hand around my cock, but does not move it. I feel her warm breath on my cock. It is such a tease that I try to move my dick against her hand, but she takes it away.

"I want Jim so bad! Make me cum!"

I have a moment of anger and jealousy that she is having me eat her so that she can orgasm thinking about Jim. Those feelings pass and I feel like this is the right place for me. I continue my efforts to pleasure her clit. I am so turned on that my hips involuntary vainly hump the air.

"Yes! Yes!"

Lynn's body tenses and then relaxes as she enjoys the orgasm I have given her. She lies on top of me for a couple of minutes and then rolls off.

"Finish getting ready for work. When you get home from work, I will be up here getting dressed for Jim. I expect my privacy. Just hang out downstairs. If Jim gets here before I am ready, I expect you to entertain him until I am ready."

I am disappointed that our intimate time together is over, but I recognize the need to get on with the day.

"OK."

Lynn gets her robe and heads down to the kitchen to make her morning tea while I finish getting ready for work. I try to focus on work, but the image of Lynn's naked body and the taste and smell of her pussy fill my mind. Am I crazy to share that with Jim?

My day at work finally comes to an end and I get home around 5:30. It feels weird that my bedroom is off limits because my wife is getting ready for a date with another man. I spend some time distractedly preparing a light dinner for myself and putting it in the oven. It is now a few minutes until 6. My heart is pounding in my chest in anticipation of Jim's arrival. The humiliation of my situation is palpable. I will soon be greeting the man who will take my wife out for dinner and then bring her back here to fuck her. What sort of man am I that I will allow this? What kind of man am I that I actually want it even more than I dread it?

I can't sit still and find myself checking on my dinner needlessly and constantly checking my watch. 6:01 and he is not here yet. I continue to pace. It seems like forever, but my watch just says 6:03. I hear a car. I want to go to the window and check, but I restrain myself. Soon, the doorbell rings and I go to answer it. I open the door and Jim is standing there looking even more handsome than I remember.

"Hi, Jim. Lynn is not down yet. Why don't you come in and wait for her?"

"Thanks, Stephen. Sorry I am a little late. Your house is a little hard to find."

I show Jim into the living room. We make casual small talk for a couple of minutes. I hope that Lynn will not be much longer because awkward is an inadequate description for making small talk with the man that will be your wife's new lover. Lynn is usually very punctual, so I suspect that she is making us wait to add to my humiliation. That thought should make me mad, but the reality is that it turns me on.

Finally, Lynn comes down the stairs in a sexy new dress. I feel a pang of jealousy because she does not like to wear dresses for me, but she is wearing one for him. The dress is a lovely burgundy that sets off her coloring well. It is shorter than she typically wears. What I immediately notice is that the top shows off her cleavage. She wore clothes like that when we were dating, but she has been more conservative in recent years.

"Lynn, you look lovely!"

"I hoped you would like it. I bought it just for you!"

Jim gets up and they immediately hug. After a minute, Lynn turns her face up to Jim and they kiss. The desire between them is obvious. As he is exploring my wife's mouth with his tongue, Jim's hand roams down to her ass. He freely caresses her bottom in front of me. Eventually, they break off their kiss.

"We better get going so we don't miss our reservation."

Jim takes Lynn hand and starts to lead her out our front door. Lynn stops and turns back towards me.

"Stephen, after you finish your dinner I expect you to vacuum and mop the floors. Now that I am dating Jim, you are going have to do more of the housework!"

I see a smug grin on Jim's face as he and Lynn turn away and walk out to his car. I am mortified that Lynn ordered me around like that in front of her boyfriend. It is not that she is going to expect me to do chores, I guess I sort of expected that. It fits the role that I am rapidly moving into. It is just humiliating for her to flaunt that in front of Jim and to see him amusement.

I head back into the kitchen and eat my dinner. I try not to think about Lynn and Jim, but I can't get the image of them holding hands as they walked away out of my mind. After I eat and clean up the kitchen, I start cleaning the floors. As I work through the various rooms of the house, it occurs to me that it is probably a good thing that I have some chores to occupy me instead of just sitting around wondering what Jim and Lynn are doing. When I am about to start on the bedrooms, I get a text.

"Jim is such a handsome gentleman! I am sooo horny!"

I imagine Lynn hanging on Jim's every word the way that she used to with me when we were dating. The image fills me with a combination of jealousy and happiness for Lynn. I force myself to get back to the task at hand. When I am starting to put all the cleaning stuff away, I get another text.

"Your wife is flirting with me shamelessly! I am going to fuck her long and hard tonight!"

I feel a surge of anger towards Jim as I read this. How dare he?!? After this passes, I know why he dares. It is because I am allowing it. It is because in my deepest heart I know that I can't fuck Lynn long and hard the way that she wants and deserves. I see in my mind Jim pounding Lynn doggie style the way I used to be able to do. My cock gets rock hard as I imagine Lynn's moans as she shoves her ass back onto Jim's hard cock. I start to rub my engorged cock, but manage to restrain myself. I turn on the TV to find something to keep my mind occupied. Time seems to just creep along.

"We are heading home. Lock your dick in its cage, light the candles in my bedroom and wait for us at the front door with the keys."

I head up to our bedroom. We have played from time to time with tease and denial. I bought a cock cage a while ago for those times. When I got it, Lynn insisted that I agree that to put it on whenever she said so with no questions asked. She especially seems to enjoy locking me up when she knows that I was very horny. She often has me watch her pleasure herself and then leaves me to 'think about it' for a couple of days. As frustrating as it is, I actually really enjoy it when she takes control that way.

I have very mixed feelings about being locked up tonight, though. I am very horny and am looking forward to jerking off while Lynn and Jim are enjoying each other. On the other hand, my submissive side is excited that Lynn is taking control. The humiliation that Jim will know about the cage just adds to my excitement.

I get to the bedroom and see that Lynn has prepared it for a romantic evening. The bed is turned down, there are fresh flowers and candles around the room. The sight drives home the reality of the situation and my cock immediately gets rock hard. I go into the master bath and take my cage out. I have to get a cold washcloth and put it on my hard cock so that it will shrink enough to allow me to get the cage on. When I click the lock shut, it feels more ominous than usual. I slip both keys into my pocket and light all the candles. I keep thinking that I should be furious about this. My wife is planning to spend a romantic night with another man in my house. However, it feels like it is my place to be helping her get the sexual satisfaction that I know I cannot provide her anymore.

As I finish lighting the last candle, I hear a car pull into our driveway. They must be home already. I hurry down to the front door to wait for them, glad that I do not have to wait a long time. When I see them coming up the front walk, I open the door for them.

"See, Jim, he is welcoming you into our house!"

I feel myself blush. After I close the door behind them, Jim turns Lynn to him and they kiss passionately. Jim's hands roam over Lynn's back and then down to her bottom. He squeezes it playfully and pulls her against him. As they break their kiss, he pulls her skirt up revealing a sexy garter belt and thong. I feel a pang of jealousy that she does not wear sexy items like that for me anymore. Suddenly, he spanks her soundly on the ass cheek.

"Later, Jim!", Lynn whispers in his ear but load enough for me to hear.

"I bet she doesn't let you spank her, does she?"

"No, she doesn't."

I feel very small as I tell Jim that he can do things with Lynn that I can't. They finally break their embrace and Lynn turns to me. She leans back against Jim who puts his arms around her possessively.

"Stephen, give me the keys."

I hand Lynn the keys. Jim has a smug look on his face.

"You will stay down in the basement until I text you in the morning that you can come up. Don't you dare interrupt us by coming upstairs or texting me!"

With that she starts up the stairs holding Jim's hand. I am disappointed that I will be banished to the basement. It is not that it is a bad place. It is finished with a pool table, big screen TV and a bathroom. I was hoping that I would be able to at least overhear some of their love making, but that won't happen in the basement.

I head down to the basement and find myself wondering what to do. Since I am going to be there all night, I inflate the blowup bed we keep down there and make it up. I turn on the TV and surf the channels trying to find something to distract me. It does not work. I keep thinking about the way Jim played with her ass with complete confidence. I wonder whether they have made love yet. After a while, I get a text from Lynn.

"You are now officially a cuckold! I loved spreading for him and feeling his wonderful cock erupt in my pussy!"

I envision Lynn lying back on the bed and spreading her legs wide for Jim. I see her reach out for his cock as he climbs between her welcoming legs, grabbing his hard dick and guiding it into her wet pussy. She wraps her legs around his ass and uses them to pull him into her as she begs him to pound her hard. I imagine Jim obliging her by pumping into her with all his might. He is a stud and keeps it up hard and strong for several minutes. I am sure that Lynn begs him to come in her and he eagerly complies as his ass clenches with each load of sperm that he deposits in my wife.

These thoughts arouse me and fill me with jealousy. I remember when Lynn and I used to make love like that and my cock strains within its cage. I desperately want to jerk off as I think about Lynn giving herself to Jim. The frustration is painfully intense, but that just arouses me even more. I revel in the feeling of being submissive to my wife, letting her take a virile lover while denying me even the satisfaction of jerking myself off. Most men would be furious, but I find myself feeling even more drawn to my strong dominant wife.

Eventually, I calm down and try to refocus on the TV. I am not sure why I bother, since I keep thinking about them. After what seems like forever, my phone signals another text. This one is from Jim. It is a close up picture of Lynn sucking his cock with the message,

"Your wife says she doesn't like sucking you, but she really enjoys sucking me!"

This hurts me deeply. Lynn will blow me if I beg for it, but I know she is not into it and that makes it hard for me to enjoy. I can see from Lynn's eyes that she is into pleasing Jim in this way. As I look at the picture, I see that Lynn has both hands around the base of his cock while the head is in her warm mouth. He must be huge! Is that why she enjoys sucking him so much more than sucking me? Is it the excitement of a new lover? Is it that she is just more attracted to him than me? I want to believe it is the newness that excites her, but I fear that he is just a better lover than me. Have I made a horrible mistake? Will I lose her?

Again I try to think of something else to calm my caged cock and sooth my fears. I set up a rack for pool, but I can't relax enough to shot a decent shot. How can one shoot pool when the image of your wife with another man fills your thoughts and you are almost in a panic with fear of losing her to a better man? My phone signals again with another picture from Jim. It shows Lynn on all fours with her now bright red ass in the air.

"Since Lynn is such a naughty wife, I spanked her but I am afraid she enjoyed it!"

I am about to go crazy with a mix of intense emotions. I find the idea of Jim spanking Lynn to be surprisingly arousing. I am jealous that she lets him treat her that way while she gets mad if I just pat her bottom a little too hard. I find myself wishing the Lynn and Jim may now tan my ass. I have always wanted Lynn to dominate me by spanking me. She tried a couple times but never got into it. She was way to gentle and didn't want to hurt me. As my desire to be soundly spanked by my wife builds, my cock strains in its cage. I imagine myself bent over while Lynn repeatedly smacks my ass with a paddle while Jim encourages her and laughs at my pain. I want to jerk off so much that I grab my caged dick and desperately try to rub it but to no avail. After a few minutes, I finally calm down and slouch back down in front of the TV.

I try to find something of interest on the TV, but my mind can't focus on anything besides the various erotic images running through my head. I decide to crawl into bed and hope that I can get some sleep. I close my eyes and then my phone signals again.

"You are no longer the only man to have fucked my ass!"

Even though I expected this, it hurts to know that it happened. I had introduced Lynn to anal pleasures and was the first and till now the only guy to have enjoyed her that way. It felt good to know that I was special in that way. Lynn discovered that she really liked being taken from behind, but it has been a long time since I had been able to perform well enough to give her that pleasure. I am glad that she has finally had the chance to enjoy that again, but it hurts to no longer be special. I bury my face in the pillow and shed a few tears. I remember the glorious feel of my dick buried in her warm tight ass. I remember her bent over taking it and loving it. I can't help it, but I soon imagine Jim pounding her ass, Lynn shoving herself back to take as much of his dick as she can. I almost hear Lynn whimpering in pleasure and begging for more. These sensual images blot out my pain and I find myself horny and aroused again. I dry hump the bed, but I get no satisfaction with the cage on.