Mike's 40th Birthday Ch. 02

As the morning sun streamed through the curtains, Rachel and I began to stir from our slumber, our bodies intertwined in a mix of post-sleep serenity and untamed desire. Rachel, her voice soft with genuine curiosity, stirred me from my half-conscious state, "Hey hot stuff, was last night just roleplay or do you seriously want us to make this fantasy come true?"

My eyes fluttered open, the glossy remnants of lust still lingering. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and looked into Rachel's gaze, filled with a mix of tenderness and a hint of mischief. "Babe, I gotta be honest. The idea of watching you fuck Brad, that push and pull of desire, jealousy, and pleasure... it's become an obsession for me."

"Wait, you're actually serious? You actually want to watch me to fuck Brad?" Rachel asked again.

My heart raced as I locked eyes with her, hunger showing in my eyes. "Yeah, Rach. I can't stop fantasizing about it constantly - it drives me wild."

Rachel's lips curled into a sly smile as she ran her fingertips across my chest, tracing lazy circles. "Well, well, well someone's got some naughty fantasies, huh? Can't say that I blame you though, the thought of fucking Brad while you watch has my pussy soaked."

My voice was a mix of anticipation and vulnerability as I cupped Rachel's cheek gently. "It's a little scary, Rach, but it's also electrifying. I don't want to do anything to damage our relationship, but damn, I can't stop thinking about this fantasy and I want to explore this with you."

Rachel's eyes glowed with a fire mirroring her own naughty desires. She leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. "You know, Mikey, I think you are absolutely incredible right? And I love our sex life. But Brad... no one has ever made me cum like he has. I want to see that look of erotic torment on your face when you watch me giving myself to Brad, surrendering to his every touch."

I moaned as Rachel climbed on top of me, the intensity between us escalating with each passing moment. "Fuck, Rachel, the thought of you being taken, moaning Brad's name in pleasure while I'm right there... I can't even put it into words. It's like a mix of lust and possessiveness that's driving me wild."

With a determined hunger, Rachel straddled me, her eyes locked with mine as she slowly ground her hips against me. "I want you to know, baby, that this isn't just about my pleasure. I want to indulge every aspect of this fantasy for you. I want to put on a show for you, knowing that you're who convinced me to do it."

My hands gripped Rachel's hips, the need for her becoming unbearable. "Oh Rachel, you have no idea how much I crave that. To see you lost in pleasure, your body trembling, knowing that you're putting on a show for me, taunting me... it's intoxicating."

Our bodies continued to grind in sync, the room filling with heated anticipation Rachel's voice lowers, dripping with seduction, as she whispered, "Imagine... me sinking onto Brad's thick cock, my eyes locked with yours. Do you think you can handle watching another man touch me? Another man making me moan his name? Another man making me cum over and over again?"

Desire coursed through my veins, the anticipation reaching an unbearable peak. I looked at Rachel with intense hunger in my eyes, my voice trembling with need and lust. "Rach, please... I need you so badly. Stop teasing me," I said as I tried to reposition myself to enter her wet pussy. Rachel smirked, her eyes filled with a mischievous glimmer. She teasingly rubbed her pussy lips against the tip of my cock, denying me entrance as she drew her hips back. "Not yet my love, I want you to ache for me. I want you ready to explode with anticipation."

I groaned with frustration, my body pulsating with unfulfilled desire. I reached out to pull Rachel towards me, but she playfully pulled away, tantalizingly out of my reach. "Patience, my dear. The more you hunger for me, the sweeter the release will be. Trust me, the wait will be worth it." I watched as Rachel retreated to the bathroom, agonizing in my lust as I felt the newfound power she held over me. As Rachel stepped into the shower, she called into the bedroom with a little giggle, "Maybe we should go lingerie shopping tonight like you promised and pick out something slutty for me to wear for Brad. Would you like that baby? Why don't you make an appointment for us to meet after work? I'll let you choose the location, just text me where and when." I lay in bed frustrated and desperate as I realized that Rachel was serious about teasing me without release and that I would have to go to work with my pent-up lust.

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As I sat at my desk at work, my mind raced with explicit images of Rachel worshipping Brad, her body completely submitting to his every touch. The intensity of my imagination, fueled by mounting sexual frustration, made it nearly impossible to concentrate on work. Every keystroke, every email, feels like an eternity, as my thoughts kept drifting back to the fantasies that consume me. At lunchtime, I found myself eagerly searching lingerie stores, hoping to find something exquisitely naughty for my wife to wear for another man. Each new search took me deeper into a world of lace, silk, and seduction as visions of Rachel modeling sluttier and sluttier outfits danced through my imagination. I stumbled across a boutique lingerie store on Google Maps that caught my eye - 'L'Amour Equis' - their website showed a collection of exquisitely seductive lingerie. My heart quickened with anticipation as I read about their private appointments, where husbands are served scotch by a hostess, while their wives showcase the sensuous lingerie of their choosing. It's as if destiny has presented me with the perfect setting for my ultimate fantasy. With trembling anticipation, I booked a private appointment at L'Amour Exquis for 7PM that evening before texting Rachel.

"Hey babe, how's your day going? Can't get you off my mind."

"Hi there! My day's been pretty good, but I've been a bit restless. How about you? What's been going on in that sexy mind of yours?"

"Restless, huh? Maybe I can help with that. You know what I've been thinking about? Having you look me in the eyes before you take Brad's cock in your mouth. It's driving me wild. What about you?"

"Mhmm, well I may have played with myself in the shower thinking of what it will be like to feel Brad's big cock deep in my pussy again and how exhilarating it will feel to have you watch him make me his for the night."

"Oh baby, you are going to make me explode at my desk if you keep talking like that."

"Mhmm, that sounds delicious. But I want you to be patient and wait. Settle down, tiger. I need to say, I'm a little surprised and incredibly turned on that you want to buy me sexy lingerie to wear for Brad. This is so naughty. Did you find us somewhere?"

"I certainly did, we have an appointment at L'Amour Exqui' tonight."

"L'Amour Exquis? Isn't that place ridiculously expensive?"

"Yes, but it is worth it for this special occasion. We have a private appointment there are 7PM tonight. See you there, love you."

"Naughty boy. I love you too - I'm looking forward to putting on a little show for you as we find an outfit. I'll meet you there."

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As Rachel and I arrived at L'Amour Exquis, we were greeted by a stunning blond hostess wearing a tight, black cocktail dress, her blonde hair done up in a stylish bun, and her eyes full of sultry charm. With a knowing smile, she led us to a private viewing area that had a luxurious armchair, with an expensive scotch and cigar waiting, facing an elevated walkway stage. The hostess introduced herself. "Welcome to L'Amour Exquis, where fantasies come to life. I'm Madison, I'll be your personal guide through this journey of seduction. May I ask, what brings you both here today?"

I nervously cleared my throat. "Well, Madison, it's actually a very special occasion for us. It's my 40th birthday, and we wanted to celebrate with an unforgettable experience." Rachel chimed in as well, "Oh, yes. And we thought, what better way to celebrate than indulging in the most exquisite lingerie."

Madison's eyes gleamed with intrigue. "Ah, I see. A milestone birthday calls for something extraordinary indeed. Well, you've come to the right place. Our collection is designed to excite the desires within. Allow me to show you some of our most... tantalizing... pieces."

Madison brought out a few pieces of lingerie - if you can call them that with how little fabric they had. As we browsed through a breathtaking selection of delicate lace, satin, and scrappy designs, Madison held up a red corset with matching garter, stocking, and collar. "May I suggest this piece - I think it would bring out your curves Rachel and show off your cleavage perfectly."

"What do you think babe?" Rachel asked.

"Wow, I think that is perfect. I can't wait to see you try it on for me.

Rachel giggled and said with a whisper, "Do you think Brad will like it?"

Madison raised her eyebrows in surprise but maintained her professional composure. "And who is Brad?" Madison asks with a devilish grin.

Rachel was embarrassed that she was overhead and looked over at me with an apologetic glance. "Well, Mike..." Rachel asked, leaving it open for me to decide how far we wanted to push our boundaries tonight. I could feel Madison's sultry eyes burning into me as I blushed and said. "He's Rachel's old fuck buddy."

Madison smiled. "Hmm, I think I know why you're here. And why are you buying sexy lingerie for your wife to wear for her old fuck buddy?" Madison asked, each word driving me over the edge hearing someone else vocalize my fantasy. "Tell me." She demanded sternly and dominantly.

I could barely hold Madison's gaze as I looked down and mumbled. "Well, I asked to watch Rachel with Brad for my birthday."

Madison nodded her approval to Rachel, then turned to me with a stern look. "Oh! I see." Her voice was laced with intrigue. "I'm sorry, but here at L'amour Exquis we have a strict policy," she said to me. "Cuckolds are not allowed to watch their wives model lingerie."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, but Rachel just giggled. "That's okay," she says, her voice filled with playful confidence. "Mike will just have to wait outside while I model the lingerie for you. Maybe you could take some photos that I can send to Brad to remind him of my curves. And maybe if Mike behaves himself, I'll let him see a few of them if you earn the privilege."

As I was reluctantly escorted out of the room by Madison, she turned back to Rachel with a knowing smile. "You're a naughty little thing, aren't you. We're going to have fun tonight, I know it." Rachel just grinned. "I try."

I sat at the front desk as Madison walked back into the private room, shutting the door behind her and locking it with a resounding 'click'. As I sat patiently in the waiting room time seemed to stretch on endlessly. I could hear murmurs of their voices, occasionally punctuated by soft laughter, which had my imagination running wild. I couldn't help but wonder what revealing lingerie Rachel was modeling for Madison behind the locked door. My mind raced with a mix of anticipation and desire. After what felt like an eternity, Madison finally emerged, a playful smile adorning her lips. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she said, "Oh, Mike, you won't believe what Rachel has in store for you. She's just getting dressed, but I can ring you up."

As I approached the counter, Madison greeted me with a mischievous smile, her eyes filled with a playful spark. "Well, well, well, Mike. I must say, you, or should I say Brad is in for a real treat. Rachel has quite the exquisite taste in lingerie. That enticing ensemble she picked out? Let's just say that it leaves little to the imagination, in the most seductive way."

I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as I responded, "I'm dying to see it. What about those photos Rachel teased about. Did you really take them of her? Did she... did she send any to Brad?"

Leaning in closer, her voice dripping with seduction. "Oh, Mike. We had quite the photo shoot. Your wife could easily be a model.. or an OnlyFans star. As to whether Brad has seen them yet, you're going to have to beg Rachel to tell you." She said with a wink.

I swallowed hard, my mind spinning with anticipation. "I can't wait to see them... How much do I owe you for the lingerie and the photos?"

Smirking knowingly. "Ah, the price of indulging in pleasure. Getting to see your wife model this lingerie was payment enough for the photos. This tantalizing lingerie itself normally costs $800, but I applied a cuck tax as a tip which brings your total to $1,200. But trust me, Mike, it will be worth every penny."

I gulped as Rachel came out of the changing room, looking radiant as ever, and changed back into her normal work clothes. "Charge it to my visa," I said quickly.

Madison skillfully went through the process of ringing up the sensual lingerie, her fingers dangling across the register keys. As she handed me the shopping back, she leaned in closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Wait here, I have a little surprise for you."

As Madison returned, there was a hint of mischief dancing in her eyes. She placed a small black satin box on the table, a confident smile playing on her lips. Rachel, unable to contain her curiosity, took a step toward the box and asked, "What's in the box, Madison?"

Madison's grin widened as she slowly opened the box, revealing a delicate pink plastic chastity cage nestled on a velvet cushion inside. "Well, Rachel, this here is a special surprise for you and Mike. Now that you have bought some sexy lingerie to wear for your date, I thought it only fitting to give Mike an accessory designed to be worn by him." Madison winked mischievously. "Picture this, my dear: this chastity cage fits snugly around Mike's cock, keeping it under lock surrendering control to you as you hold the key."

Rachel's eyes widened with a mix of intrigue as she reached out to examine the chastity cage. She felt a rush of excitement at the thought of holding such power over me. "Is it comfortable?" She asked, her fingers running over the soft material.

"He won't even know it's there once he's properly fitted," Madison assured us with a wink.

"Mike, what do you think?" Rachel asked, turning to me.

"I don't know, baby." I said, "It seems a bit extreme."

Rachel could feel my submission and desire growing as she pushed me further. "Come on, Mike," she said, looking at me with a seductive smile. "Just imagine how much more exciting it would be to submit to me." I started to open my mouth in objection before Rachel said "I think we'll take it," her voice oozing with confidence.

As she put the black satin box in the lingerie bag, I asked uneasily, "Do I really have to wear that thing?" Rachel playfully tousled my hair as she said, "If you want to see the sexy photos I sent Brad and his response, then you'll wear it. Just for one night to see how it looks; it'll be fun." She could see the hunger in my eyes, but she knew she had the power now. "You want to please me don't you?"

"Yes dear," I responded obediently. "Good boy," said Rachel as she thanked Madison for the evening and turned to leave.

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As we arrived home, a palpable air of anticipation hung between us. Unable to contain myself any longer, I pulled Rachel close, and said passionately, "Rachel, I've been craving you all day, let's go upstairs."

"Oh, Mike, you naughty boy," Rachel laughed, "you're certainly eager." The urgency in my body consumed me as I scooped Rachel into my arms and carried her into the bedroom, her body pressed against mine. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues playfully dancing a sensual tango. My hands roamed Rachel's body feverishly, tracing every curve and contour as I fumbled to take off her clothes as quickly as possible, tearing off my clothes at the same time. As we stumbled towards our bed, my pent-up desire became unbearable as I lay on top of Rachel and ground my hips into her as she moaned softly in encouragement. "Oh Rach, fuck you are so hot. I need you."

"So, what are you waiting for then." Rachel challenged me. I kissed her deeply, our lips coming together with a ferocity that left us gasping for breath.

"Can I see the photo you sent Brad," I asked timidly.

Rachel grinned as she says, "Oh, so you finally have me naked in bed ready to be fucked and you want to know about the photos that I sent another man. You must really be obsessed by this fantasy." I responded breathlessly, "You have no idea."

We rolled over and Rachel climbed on top of me and I couldn't help but feel a surge of submissiveness. She wiggled her hips seductively, brushing her lips against my ear. "Put your arms above your head," she whispered, as I did as I was told. She continued to straddle me, grinding her hips against mine. Looking up at the curves of her supple breasts as her nipples stiffened with excitement, I couldn't help but admire how gorgeous and confident my wife looked.

With one hand pinning my arms above my head, she reached down and wrapped her delicate fingers around my hard cock. "I want you to picture me fucking Brad," she growled, her voice thick with lust. "I can't stop thinking about Brad. About how badly I want to fuck him and make you watch." I gasped as she begins to pump my cock, her movements rough and urgent. My body writhed in pleasure beneath her as I half-heartedly tried to free my hands from above my head. "I want you to imagine me spreading my legs wide for him, letting him pound me hard while you watch helplessly."

As she continued to stroke my cock she reached down and cupped my balls in her hand, giving them a light squeeze as she asked, "Tell me, Mike," she purred. "Tell me how much you want me to fuck Brad. How much it turns on to watch me with another man." Despite my mixed emotions, I couldn't help but feel my body respond. Rachel's touch was electric, and her dirty talk was driving me wild. "God, Rachel," I moaned, feeling my body tense. "I want it so badly. I want to watch him touch you, see his thick cock pump into your wet pussy as you look into my eyes."

After all the teasing, I felt as though I was already on the brink of an orgasm. But just as I was about to explode, Rachel stopped, a wicked glint in her eye. "Not yet," she said, removing her hand from my cock as I moaned for more. She climbed off me and went to the lingerie bag beside our bed, retrieving the pink chastity cage. With a little giggle, she said "If you actually want to go through with this, I want you to put this on your cock once you cum so I know that you are serious."

I was a little shocked by Rachel's brazenness, not knowing that she had this kinky dominant side of herself lying dormant. As she lay back down beside me, she held the chastity cage next to my cock as she started stroking me again and giggled, "I think this will look cute on you; your cock all locked up while Brad gets to enjoy the pleasure of my pussy."

Rachel's fingers danced across my body, teasingly tracing light circles on my skin. She grazed her fingertips across the length of my cock, building the anticipation. With a mischievous smile, she playfully whispered, "I can feel you trying to hold back, but I know you want to cum for me, don't you?" Rachel's touch was pure magic, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. Her hand gripped my cock with just the right amount of pressure, building the intensity with each stroke. She made me ache for release, holding me right on the edge. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, she slowed down, teasing me with delicious, maddening slowness. "I can't take it anymore," I moaned.