A Wife Watchers Tale Ch. 06

When they arrived home, finally satiated, Max looked up at the light burning in Keith's room and knew that he had been waiting to watch their arrival. Delia went to put her dress on but Max held it back.

"Get out and give the driver a nice big kiss for looking after us so diligently"

Fortunately, it was still a warm summer's evening and Delia knew well enough not to disobey a direct order, and did as instructed. From his window, Keith saw the driver envelop her near naked body and then look to Max questioningly, who just nodded. In a classic move, the driver turned her round and laid her across the sloping front of the car, spreading her legs wide as he did so.

He unzipped his pants and pulled her glorious arse cheeks wide open before plunging into her already spunk filled cunt. He gave her what can only be described as a right royal fucking, as Max and Keith watched and he wanked his cock furiously. When they came in, he heard them go into the bedroom and so also got undressed ready to go to bed, but then Max knocked and invited him in.

Delia lay on the bed with her delicious stocking clad thighs wide open. Max grinned at him and said that he didn't want him to miss out all on the evening's fun, and suggested that he might like to fuck his own wife to complete the cocktail of no less than three different lots of cum mixed with delicious cunt juice.

It should have been completely distasteful, but utterly humiliated and driven by pure lust, he just knelt between her thighs and slipped his already rampant cock into her stretched and sopping wet cunt and added to the gooey mixture with just a few strokes as Max watched. Later in the early hours he awoke to hear Max fucking his debauched young wife yet again and marvelled at his stamina as he brought her to repeated orgasm.

Keith didn't see anything of them on the Sunday morning, although he heard Delia go to the kitchen once or twice. He had picked up some food to prepare a light lunch and called them down to join him when they were ready. It was actually quite extraordinary, because they all behaved as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, instead of them participating in an absolute orgy of sex.

Delia had put on a short summer dress and as she moved around they both enjoyed the fact that the only other thing she was wearing was her high heeled summer sandals. However, Keith needed to avoid any further titillation and he concentrated on agreeing a time for them to leave. Delia kissed Max goodbye longingly and in spite of his intention not to watch, he played with himself as Max lifted her brief skirt, bent her over the back of a chair and slapped her bare buttocks, as if to leave bright red marks as a brand of ownership.

Once the way back they could talk of nothing but the tremendous fun and pleasure that they had enjoyed, and how much they were both looking forward to future adventures. Max told Keith that he had given Delia certain instructions, and that he would be telephoning her to see that she was following his directions. He said that Keith should not interfere if she dressed more provocatively, because that was his specific wish.

His particular order was that she should wear much shorter skirts and whenever possible, stockings and suspenders, but never any panties. He said, quite blatantly, that he intended as many men as possible to get a look at her naked arse and cunt, and that she was to report him accordingly, but not necessarily tell Keith.

In fact, he had decided that for the immediate future, in order to keep her in a state of high arousal, Keith would not normally be allowed to fuck her and she was to refuse him if he tried. Keith was devastated by this development and protested but Max reminded him that he had wanted, more than anything, to be a complete cuckold and this was a proper and necessary part of his training.

He had found out from Delia that she used to wear a whore's ankle chain, and if she still had it, he wanted it re-fixed so that she could not take it off. Keith remarked that this might lead her into difficult situations, but Max said that if that was the case then she would just have to manage them, and tell him the result so that he could enjoy the details when he couldn't be with her.

"Just imagine that she is in a queue at some normal place, like a post office. A young workman comes in and noticing her ankle chain, her very short skirt and fuck-me heels, stands close behind her. He slips his hand up her skirt and is delighted to feel her naked arse. She doesn't say anything, but moves her legs apart so that he can finger her wet cunt for a minute or so, until she is served and leaves the shop.

He follows her out and taking her arm says that they are going for a ride with his mate, who is in their van. As they drive, he opens her blouse and pushes her bra up to play with her tits, finds her nipple rings and realises that she really is an amateur whore.

They drive to a local park, take her into some dense bushes and take turns to fuck her; one fucking her while she sucks the cock of the other. When they are fully satisfied they just pull their pants up and leave her naked on the grass. That evening she calls me to relate her adventure and you overhear the conversation; the thrill of the story, and the fact that she is telling me and not you, will drive you absolutely mad with lust and humiliation. Don't tell me you wouldn't love the experience?"

He simply assumed that Keith would just accept this now, and in truth he was right, his cock was bursting.

So began their exciting new relationship, but in practice their opportunities were limited. If he could come on a Tuesday, Keith usually had to make himself scarce and they simply enjoyed their time together. Keith begged Delia to relate all the details but she found that she enjoyed keeping him on tenterhooks and just teasing him with little titbits and not allowing him to cum.

However, on another occasion Max was able to come on a weekday morning, and Keith arranged to be there when he took her out for the day. When Max arrived, they had a coffee together while waiting for Delia to get ready, it seemed that he had already given her instructions as to how she should dress for the day. When she came downstairs she looked gorgeous, but a gorgeous tart. It was a warm sunny day so her thin blouse, short skirt and high heeled summer sandals were appropriate but the style certainly wasn't.

She was wearing a bra, but of thin mesh so that her ringed nipples were just visible through the blouse. The skirt was not impossibly short, but it was a hoop skirt which seemed to be stiffened, which pushed the hem out when she moved, to reveal once again, that she wore nothing underneath. Keith said to Max that lovely as she was indoors, he couldn't possibly take her out dressed like that.

Max said that not only could he but that he was going to, and asked Keith to take them to the tube station. He grinned, and told Delia to sit down on a hard chair as if she was on the train, but to open her legs a little. If she didn't hold it down, the hem of the skirt just flipped up to fully display her bare thighs and smooth cunt in all its glory. To Keith's relief, she did have a light coat with her to provide modesty when needed, and they both seemed very pleased with themselves as they waved him goodbye.

Although Delia told him about her day later, he didn't know all the details, but heard enough to send him into a paroxysm of desire. He was desperate to fuck her but, obeying her instructions, she found that she enjoyed humiliating him, telling him that her cunt belonged to Max now and only he could decide who could fuck her. Max had said that she could tell Keith about their day on this occasion but only allow him to wank his cock.

Firstly, on the train, which was crowded with city workers and visitors, Max told her to cover herself with the coat, but if she liked the look of the passenger opposite her, to give him little glimpses of her nakedness. At lunch time he took her to a pub near the law courts, packed with lawyers and city finance types, to meet two of his young city friends.

At first they stood at the crowded bar, and Max made sure that they and other customers could see, as he stroked her naked arse and delighted at the hint of her erect nipples through the blouse. The pub had some booths at the back which were partly closed off with a stable door, where the occupants could only be seen by the waiter as he went in. As one became vacant, they moved to banquette in the corner where they could hardly be seen at all, and Delia was placed between the two men, while Max sat on the other side of the table. He didn't mince his words.

"Well guys, this is my best friend's wife and he desperately wants to share her with me and others, so I have brought her out to play. I'm afraid that I can't let you take her anywhere, but enjoy yourselves and do anything you like to her that doesn't get us thrown out."

In that company, no one was going to make a rumpus, so their hands were everywhere and she was able to stroke and suck both of their cocks under the table without being seen.

After taking Delia shopping to buy her some new sexy shoes, they came back on the train. Once again it was packed with homeward bound commuters, and Max pretended not to be with her as they stood in the crowd. As not uncommon on the London tube at busy times, several men took the opportunity to press against her arse or slip their hands up her skirt, and their pleasure was unbounded when they found her naked and obviously available. Delia had called Keith to pick them up from the train, but if he hadn't, she might well have been pursued.

Their next meeting turned out to be their last but one, although they didn't know it at the time. Their London adventure had been different, but Max being Max, wanted to raise the stakes for even more excitement. He called Keith at his office and said that he was planning a special meeting, and wanted him to take part. He said that, in spite of promising not to, he had revealed everything to his flight commander - Roger, and he was going to bring him to their next available weekend meeting.

Keith protested and said that not only had he broken a promise, but to bring someone else was not in the spirit of the agreement. Max reminded him that it was indeed in the agreement and what's more, if he didn't comply with his wishes he would broadcast everything that had taken place. He had always brought his small Leica camera with him, and Keith knew that he had plenty of very revealing photographs of their activities.

He weakly said that he was sorry and that he would co-operate, but it was worse that he had imagined. In addition to the bedroom Max asked him to arrange blankets and cushions on the drawing room floor. Delia would be dressed much as she had been for their first meeting after the agreement. However, Keith was to act the role of their servant and would be naked.

Max called to check on progress and issued his instructions. When they arrived he expected Keith to open the door already undressed, and that he would be expected to play an active role in the night's games; he didn't specify how, but after his previous comments about his flight commander, Keith had his fears. He said that he didn't know if he could fully co-operate, but Max told him to think about the consequences and had no doubt that he would indeed take part and, in fact, enjoy it.

Keith discussed the call with Delia, but she was already fully informed and she told him that the only thing that he could do would be to comply and enjoy the evening and night. Whatever his fears, she said that Max was very much in charge and that they just had to get on with it. However, to spare Keith's embarrassment at the very beginning, they agreed that she would open the front door and only after they had been introduced would Keith have to undress.

The following Saturday was possible for all of them and was agreed. They arranged the blankets and cushions on the floor and prepared drinks and snacks. She dressed once again in her smart suit and delectable underwear and Keith wore casual clothes to begin with. They fortified ourselves with a large Scotch while they waited for the others to arrive; they came in Roger's car so Keith didn't have to provide transport.

Keith was actually trembling when they came in, but whether from fear, anticipation or excitement, he couldn't say. Roger turned out to be a big man, somewhat older than Max and quite good looking.

Max was obviously irritated that his instructions had not been followed to the letter, but was pacified when Delia said that she had thought that it would be much more fun for Keith to undress in front of them and told him to do so. As Roger watched Keith bend over he leant forward and slapped his bare cheeks.

"That's what I call a nice piece of arse", and the scene was set for the night.

He served them drinks but Max wanted to get started and told him to undress Delia in front of Roger, so that he could see and touch the delights that awaited him. When she was down to her delectable stockings, suspenders and shoes, Keith retreated and left Roger to play with her. He pushed her to her knees and told her to take his cock out and suck it. Max had taken his clothes off and both his and Keith's own cock showed their response to this lewd display.

After a while Roger pulled away and also stripped off; his fully erect cock was not as big as Max but certainly larger than Keith. Max had taken over Delia, kissing her all over and playing with her nipple rings and chain, so Roger turned his attention to Keith. He told him to lie across his lap so he could feel the hard cock against his belly. He had to say that he was aroused as Roger spanked him, gently at first but then progressively harder.

After a while, Max intervened and said that he was going to get Delia ready and Keith was to get Roger ready. As he stood in front of him Roger spoke -

"You like being told what to do don't you, particularly when given orders by a superior officer?"

Keith nodded but he insisted - "Tell me what you like and how you love being humiliated and submissive to men like me."

He was about to answer positively when his inner lust and desire was overcome by a sudden realisation as to what was happening to him. Yes, he did want to be a cuckold, yes he did want to watch his lovely young wife being seduced by men like Max but that didn't mean that he was gay.

He had read that some cuckolds do exhibit gay tendencies but his brief homosexual activities in the Air Force had been forced upon him. He didn't pretend that there had not been some excitement and of course he had been further tempted by Nigel Johnson, but this game was going to lead to him being fucked by Roger which he neither desired or wanted and it was time to call a halt.

"I'm sorry Roger, I don't know what Max has said to you but I can't go any further with this game. You are a charming man and I'm sure that you would not try to force me to do something which I would later regret. I am thrilled that you and Max want to enjoy playing with my wife and she is certainly ready and willing, so please understand if I leave you to it."

Meanwhile Max had been giving Delia a thorough shagging but Keith's sudden intervention stopped everything and there was a shocked silence until Max spoke.

"Look Keith it's only a game and you don't have to do anything that you don't want to. I'm sure Roger understands but if you go now it will spoil everything. Why don't you sit down with a stiff drink and just watch - I know you will enjoy it."

Although it was all very embarrassing, Keith realised that if he left now it would not only ruin the day but probably would mean the end of their relationship with Max and Delia would never forgive him, so he poured himself a drink and sat on an easy chair in the corner.

Max lay on a cushion on the floor and told Delia to kneel over him. His massive cock was already hard again, and he slipped easily into her as he pulled her head down to kiss her; Keith could guess what was coming as her cute arse was raised in the air. Roger had a tube of lubricant and smeared some onto his cock and pushed some into her tight hole with first one and then two fingers, he then knelt between her legs and holding her hips gradually worked his cock into her arse.

For the first time, Keith was seeing double penetration and what's more of his gorgeous young wife, and she was obviously, loving it. He had no doubt that she had experienced much in Johnsons time, but whether this or not he didn't know, or care, because it was just fantastic; he wanked furiously until his cum was soon spurting.

Both men were in a high state of arousal which didn't seem to have been diminished by Keith's unexpected intervention and their staying power was incredible. From her moans and cries he knew that Delia was experiencing multiple orgasms - no wonder she was hardly ever satisfied by his weak efforts. Eventually they both climaxed, first Roger and then Max and disentangled themselves. Keith thought, fortunately, that they were all well satisfied and he was sent to bed

In the morning, he awoke late and found that Delia was sleeping soundly and that the others had gone. Max had been right; it had been an extraordinary exciting experience. But Keith did feel thoroughly ashamed of himself, in that he had very nearly succumbed to such base instincts, having decided, after Egypt, that he would never indulge in sex with another man again. However, he realised that his cuckold and submissive emotions were very strong and that at the end of the day might well overcome normal feelings such as jealousy, shame or distaste if he didn't take care.

Just a few days later, he came home to find that Delia and her mother had had a fearsome row, which had lasted all day. He never did get to the bottom of it, but it seemed that a whole range of grievances had been aired and the final result was, that they were ordered to leave for good.

This was a devastating situation because they had insufficient money to rent a place locally, and there was little property available at that time anyway. Once tempers had cooled, they were allowed a little time to work something out. Eventually, through Keith's family, they heard that they may be able to rent a residential mobile home on a site some way from London.

Clearly, although they would be alone and free, assignations with Max were going to be extremely difficult and Keith called him to explain. Strangely, by one of those strokes of fate, Max told him that him had been about to call to let them know that he was being posted abroad to the Far East. However, he had the opportunity a few days later to call to see them before he left, and spent the night with them.

In a way, it was rather sweet. They went to the local pub for supper and a few drinks, and then went back to bed. They only had one large double bed and Max and Keith got in naked while Delia went for a shower. When she came back, they made space between them and took turns to fuck her. Keith fell asleep but awoke later to find her on her knees and Max shagging her from behind; it was just lovely to watch.

He had to leave early the next morning and that was the last time they saw him. Delia was absolutely devastated at his leaving and it took her a long time to get over it. Interestingly, she related, years later, that he really was in love with her, and had pleaded with her to leave Keith and go away with him; it really hadn't just been a case of wild sexual attraction.

Keith was also very disappointed that this marvellous adventure with Max had come to end, and thought that they would just go back to normal married life. However, he was wrong and more unexpected and exciting sexual games were to come.