Rules Ch. 06 - Well Behaved

Rules (Updated)

Jeremy will either get to watch, or we will record our sessions and send them to him

Blowjobs and fingering can happen when we are alone

Jeremy needs to be present for any kind of penetration

Condoms are required for penetration

No anal

Anyone can say no at any point

Sage sat on the living room couch as she reread the rules on her phone. They weren't airtight. She hadn't mentioned all the imperfections. Seeing Jeremy both love and hate what she was becoming was an intoxicating feeling. His pain made her feel sick... his excitement made her wild. Ever since their recent session with David, Sage had felt outside of herself. Constantly lost in thought about what had happened and what could happen.

David's incessant texts weren't helping. It had been a few weeks since they last met and it was clear he was getting impatient. His questions were always the same: When were they going to meet again, what she was wearing, and how much she had thought about his cock. Sage wanted to reply, especially whenever he sent over an image of his erect member. She wanted to tease him, to let him know she was still in control, but Sage had promised Jeremy she wouldn't reach out until they were both ready. She was, but Jeremy said he wanted some time to decompress.

"After all, we said it would only happen once a month, right?" Jeremy said. That was over three weeks ago now, and while Sage didn't want to hound him about meeting David again, she couldn't help but feel like the tempo had shifted. Jeremy's once overly excited nature about their cuck sessions had all but evaporated. Now, instead of begging Sage to meet up with David, he would grow quiet and distant whenever they broached the subject. Sage wanted to be understanding. In fact, she had to be. What David had done to him... what David had done to them, crossed the line. It would have shocked anyone. But, as much as she wanted Jeremy to have the time he needed, Sage felt starved sexually. She wanted Jeremy's blessing and be let off her leash. Sage knew it was only a matter of time before she saw David again. Jeremy just needed a little coaxing.

No, that didn't feel right. She knew she shouldn't try to force him into something that was making him uncomfortable. Yet, for all his discomfort, Jeremy hadn't asked her to stop once. Not even when he looked Sage in the eyes as she sat down on David's cock. She remembered Jeremy's awestruck expression and began fantasizing about that night. She squeezed her legs together as she remembered how much David's shaft filled her, how her body quivered as he pounded her through an orgasm.

It took everything in Sage to push away her invasive thoughts. To remember that, while she enjoyed this newfound kink, she was still Jeremy's wife and wanted to remain his wife. But her desires felt like an overwhelming force pulling her away from sanity and reason. Jeremy had opened the box, and Sage knew they could never close it now.

Sage heard the front door open, turning to see Jeremy slowly walk inside. He didn't speak a word as he took off his jacket and hung it on the coat hanger. His body dropped onto their entryway bench as he lazily pulled one shoe off at a time.

"Hey," Sage said softly. Jeremy looked over at Sage.

"Oh, hey. Didn't see you there," he replied, standing and loosening his tie.

"I take it the meeting went bad?" Sage asked.

"The meeting? Oh yeah, the merger. No, it went well," Jeremy said as he passed behind Sage and made his way to their open kitchen. He opened their stainless steel fridge and pulled out a protein shake, drinking it in silence.

"Really, no hiccups at all?" She asked.

"None whatsoever," Jeremy replied coldly. He took a swig from the plastic jug before dropping it lazily onto their granite island.

"So... what happened?" Sage asked.

"What do you mean, what happened?"

"Jeremy," Sage said shortly, "come on, I know you. Something is wrong."

"Nothing is wrong," Jeremy said. He stared out the kitchen windows passively as he played with his drink's bottlecap.

"Of course. Was it Theo? Did Theo fuck something up?" Sage asked.

"What did you say?!" Jeremy snapped. His gaze was intense and unwavering as it fell on Sage, making the hairs on her arm stand.

"I asked if Theo messed something up. I take it that's a yes?" Sage replied cautiously.

"Are you sure that's what you said?" Jeremy asked. Sage's eyes narrowed as she gave Jeremy a look of confusion.

"Yes, that's what I said, and please don't talk to me in that tone," she replied.

"Talk to you in what tone?"

"You know exactly what tone Jeremy, I was just asking about your day, and you're talking to me like one of your clients at the office. We've talked about this. I know you have to be an asshole at work, but you don't get to be an asshole to me," Sage said. Jeremy sighed as he rubbed his eyes.

"Yeah, right, sorry... god forbid you have a bad day," Jeremy replied.

"Hey!" Sage said, standing up from the couch, "Seriously, what the fuck is going on Jeremy? Did I do something?"

"I don't know Sage, did you?" Jeremy shot back. Sage in place as her hands began to sweat.

"What do you mean?" Sage replied. Her mind raced through a thousand different questions. She quickly tried to figure out how Jeremy could have heard what had been happening between her and David. Had David told him they had done things off-camera? Was this David's way of punishing her for not responding to him? Jeremy clenched the side of the island as if he was trying to break it off. It had been a while since Sage had seen him this worked up.

"What other surprises do you have cooking behind my back?" Jeremy said in a low rumble.

Time seemed to stand still for Sage. She was in disbelief. She felt like her life was over. There was no way Jeremy could have known about her and David. It couldn't possibly be going this way. Sage knew she should've come clean when she had the chance. She should have told Jeremy about what she and David had done off camera and how he had ambushed her the other night. Sage knew it was stupid to keep little white lies, but she never thought they'd actually blow up in her face like this. It was a living nightmare. Whatever excitement her little secrets had given her were burned away by guilt and terror.

"Jeremy... I... I'm," Sage's hands shook as she prepared to come clean. To tell Jeremy everything and admit it was wrong. But as she opened her mouth to speak, Jeremy interrupted her.

"How long have you been fucking Theo?!" Jeremy shouted.

"W-what?" Sage was dumbstruck, surprised that Jeremy was bringing up Theo at a time like this.

"How many times have you fucked him, Sage?!" Jeremy said.

"Wait, you think Theo and I are fucking? Is that what this is all about?" Sage asked.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you're not," Jeremy said. Relief trickled through Sage like a cool stream. As her body trembled as she released a shaky exhale.

"Jeremy," Sage said softly, "I am not fucking Theo." The room fell silent. Jeremy rubbed his hands through his hair as he took a step back from the kitchen island, shaking his head as he grit his teeth.

"Are... are you telling me the truth right now?" He asked weakly. Sage felt her heart break seeing Jeremy in such a weak state. He needed her, and she needed him. She walked over to Jeremy and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Of course I'm telling you the truth," she whispered. "I would never start fucking someone behind your back. We started this journey together. This is about both of us." Sage embraced Jeremy tightly, as she felt him let out a slow, quivering breath.

"I'm sorry Sage I..." Jeremy returned Sage's embrace as she buried her face into his shirt and breathed in his smokey cologne.

"You don't have to be sorry," Sage replied gently.

"Jesus... I feel like such a dick." Jeremy said. Sage rubbed his back as she closed her eyes, listening to his heartbeat as the tension melted between them.

"It's alright, it happens to the best of us, and honestly, you have every right to feel the way you feel." Sage paused, debating if she should confess everything now. It was the perfect moment. She could clear the air, set everything right and have them start fresh.

But Jeremy didn't know what happened between her and David. He didn't need to know what had happened between them, because Sage would make sure it would never happen again. No, she needed to keep this secret, for him and for their marriage. She promised herself it would be the last.

"I can only imagine what it must have been like to have been sideswiped like you were," Sage said. But Sage didn't have to imagine it. David had ambushed Sage just as much as Jeremy that night.

Jeremy nodded slowly. "I'll be honest. That night, how it all happened, bothered me a lot more than I thought it would." The two released their embrace. Sage looked at Jeremy. Exhaustion radiated off his slumped shoulders, his eyes red from holding back tears.

"Have you been sleeping alright?" Sage rubbed Jeremy's shoulder.

"Not since that night, no."

"So... do you regret doing it?" Sage asked.

"We already talked about this," Jeremy said, rubbing his neck and shifting uncomfortably.

"We did, but you also hadn't accused me of cheating. Be honest Jeremy, do you regret it?" Sage's question was more for herself than for Jeremy. It eased her guilt, knowing she was giving him a chance to speak his mind. Jeremy was silent for a long while, staring at the floor before finally shaking his head and shrugging.

"I don't know," He said.

"That's not a good answer," Sage said.

"I know it's not."

"Jeremy, we can't move forward on maybes. This whole thing only works if you are on board."

"I know that." Jeremy crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen island, his internal struggle clear in his stooping posture.

"Would it help if I told you I regret it?" Sage said.

Jeremy looked up, surprised. "Really?"

Sage nodded, "Honestly? I messed up that night, and personally, I regret how things went." Sage spoke truthfully. She did regret what had happened, not because it had surprised Jeremy--but because David had completely pulled the rug from underneath her. She wished their first official cuckold session had been on her terms... in her control.

"As hot as it was," Sage continued, "I hate seeing you like this. If I had known what it would do to you... I wouldn't have done things the way we did. I need you to know that I love you, Jeremy, and that I will only continue this journey if you want to do it with me."

"But you said you enjoyed it," Jeremy said shortly.

"You can feel both regret and enjoyment at the same time. That's what you're feeling too, right?" Sage's words hung in the air as Jeremy made his way over to the couch. He nodded in agreement as his body dropped like a dead weight.

"You're right on that one..." Jeremy said. Sage sat beside him, watching as Jeremy let out a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"So, what do we do now?" Sage asked.

"That is the million-dollar question. I honestly wonder if this lifestyle is for us," Jeremy said dully. Sage frowned at the response. While she felt awful she had put him through all this, she knew she couldn't end things with David. Sage had to coax Jeremy back into his newfound cuck role. She needed him to behave.

"But... we can't deny we both get turned on by this, right?" Sage asked.

Jeremy nodded slowly, "yeah, we do."

"So, we shouldn't let it all go just because we had a bumpy start. We just need better communication, to be a bit more clear about what we wanted." Sage leaned against Jeremy. He happily wrapped his arm around her in response.

"Oh yeah? And what is it you want?" Jeremy asked. Sage heard just enough flirtation in his voice to take a risk.

She leaned forward and placed her lips by Jeremy's ear. "I should have been more clear that I wanted to fuck David..." Sage paused, waiting to see if Jeremy might stop her. He didn't. "I should have told you I wanted you to watch me fuck him, that I don't regret that in the slightest. The only thing I regret..." Sage slid her finger down Alex's chest, "Is not having you beg me to sit on his cock beforehand. It would have been so special knowing you were begging another man to fuck me."

Sage's heart raced, uncertain if her words landed as she had hoped. That uncertainty melted as she felt Jeremy's arm pull her close.

"I swear, you are going to break me." Jeremy's hand found its way to Sage's breast as he spoke. Sage kissed his neck and let out a soft moan as Jeremy played with her nipple.

"Maybe I want to break you," she whispered in his ear.

"This is so fucked up," Jeremy replied.

"Is it? We both like it, don't we? We're both consenting adults... sex just happens to be our playground." Sage's hand slowly undid Jeremy's pants as she spoke. Before she could unzip them, Jeremy stopped her.

"Wait, before we go forward with this, promise me something," Jeremy said.

"Anything," Sage replied.

"Promise me you won't fuck anyone behind my back, Sage. I need to know about it. I need to trust you," Jeremy said.

"I promise," Sage said.

"And you swear there's nothing else going on, right? Nothing else I need to know about?" Jeremy asked. This was it, Sage's last chance to come clean. Jeremy was giving her a chance to start over, to move forward on a path of honesty. It was now or never.

"I promise there's nothing else going on," Sage said. She looked at him with a lustful gaze as she slowly pulled his pants down. "Cheating wouldn't be fun, anyway. I need you to know other men are fucking me like the good little cuck you are."

Jeremy's cock sprang out of his pants. Sage began stroking it, easily fitting his entire length into her hand. A perfectly average... if not a little small... cock. Jeremy let out a moan as she pumped his shaft slowly. "I can't remember the last time we've done anything," she said.

"Yeah, it's been a while," Jeremy replied.

"Have you at least been taking care of yourself?" Sage asked.

Jeremy cleared his throat. "Well, I... might have."

"When was the last time you did?" Sage asked.

"It might've been... on the ride over here," Jeremy said. Sage's mouth opened in surprise as her strokes quickened.

"Were you thinking about me fucking someone else when you did it?" Sage said.

"I-I was."

"Who did you picture fucking me?" She asked. Jeremy let out a groan, eagerly counter-thrusting against Sage's strokes. "Be a good boy Jeremy, tell me who you imagined fucking your wife."

"Theo," Jeremy blurted out.

"Theo?" Sage let out a surprised smirk. "Theo... you like the idea of that fuckboy pounding me?"

"I fucking can't stand him," Jeremy said.

"Oh, I bet. I bet the thought of that hotshot's dick making me cum makes you furious." Sage leaned over Jeremy's cock and opened her mouth. Sage let a stream of spit fall between her fingers as they squeezed tightly.

"It makes me want to tear his fucking head off," Jeremy said between quick breaths.

"How did you imagine it happening? In my office? At his place?"

"Oh god, Sage..."

"You pictured him taking me from the back, didn't you? You imagined him fucking me raw, pulling his big dick out of my wet pussy before shoving it in my ass, right? Could you imagine? The man you hate getting to fuck your wife in a way you've never been allowed to. Or maybe..." Sage leaned closed, "You thought about both him and David fucking me together?"

Sage could see Jeremy getting worked up, his eyes fixated on her body as she spoke, his hand still fondling her breast eagerly.

"Don't stop," He said.

Sage smiled, "So you were thinking about them fucking me, you dirty little cuck. You want to see me fuck two guys at once, don't you? I can see you now, jacking off in a corner while they spitroast me. They would probably take turns, using me how they want, cumming where they want. Eventually... they'd probably hold me in the air and fuck my ass and pussy at the same time."

"Fuck Sage, keep going," Jeremy said eagerly.

"How many men do you want to fuck me, Jeremy? Would two be enough? What if Theo told his sales friends about the horny little slut wife in marketing? Imagine if they took turns coming into my office for a quick fuck during their lunch breaks." Sage felt Jeremy begin to quiver and thrust rapidly. He wanted to cum. But Sage couldn't allow it. She needed to tease her husband more. This was as pleasurable for her as it was for Jeremy, and she would get her fill. She let go of Jeremy's cock.

"Why are you stopping?" He asked.

"Because you were close." Sage smiled and stood up, quickly taking off her top and undoing her bra. Jeremy bit his lip when he saw his wife's giant breasts pour out of her bra.

"Get over here," Jeremy said. Sage sauntered back to him, pushing his legs apart as she got on her knees.

"I think you deserve a blowjob, but only if you promise to imagine me sucking off someone else when I do it," Sage said. She kissed the tip of Jeremy's cock, causing Jeremy to groan.

"This is so fucking hot. Ok, I've got someone in mind."

"Tell me. Who do you want me to suck off right now, Jeremy?" Sage asked, rubbing her lips up and down the side of Jeremy's shaft.

"David, I want you to imagine your deep-throating David," Jeremy said. Sage smiled at his prompt response.

"You're jealous of how he uses me, aren't you? You want to know what it feels like to throat fuck me?" Sage teased.

"I do."

"I've never deep-throated you, have I?"

"You haven't."

"Well... it won't quite be the same, given your size difference," Sage placed her forearm next to Jeremy's cock, knowing full well David would have been almost as large as her arm. She and Jeremy locked eyes. "I guess I'll just have to use my imagination." Sage opened her mouth, and swallowed Jeremy's entire length with ease, sucking eagerly as her lips smashed against his ball sack. It surprised Sage how easy it was to deep-throat Jeremy compared to David. She had grown so accustomed to controlling her gag reflex, she wondered if she wasn't pushing Jeremy far enough into her mouth. But no, Sage had deep-throated Jeremy's entire length, and his deep moans of pleasure let her know she was doing a good job.

"Holy shit Sage," Jeremy gasped. Sage lifted her head, sucking deeply as she slowly pulled her lips off his cock.

"You can thank David for giving me plenty of practice. That monster cock of his makes yours a cakewalk," she said playfully. Jeremy stared at Sage with a deep hunger. As if cast under a spell, he grabbed onto the back of Sage's head and eagerly thrust his cock back into her mouth.

Sage made sure to make plenty of gagging sounds as her husband throat fucked her. As her saliva began to pour down Jeremy's shaft, Sage couldn't help but wonder if he was trying to replicate David's dominance. The thought was amusing. As much as Sage enjoyed Jeremy's enthusiasm, he was the farthest thing from David. His thrusts were overly eager and off-pace, and his need to slow down every few seconds to stop from cumming too early made it feel like she was blowing an amateur. Only a bull like David could truly have her sexually. It made Sage wet knowing she was too much for Jeremy.

But she was happy to please her husband, allowing Jeremy to throat fuck her to his heart's content. Sage even slowed her pace every time Jeremy needed to take a break. Minutes passed, and Sage made sure to use every trick she had learned with David. She occasionally wrapped a few fingers around the base of Jeremy's cock, doing her best to replicate using her full hand to jack David off while blowing him. Her soft breasts rubbed against Jeremy's thighs as her fingernails dug into his flesh. Before long, Sage felt Jeremy's cock twitch inside her mouth. He froze in place and let out a loud moan.