17 comments/ 74236 views/ 38 favorites Lynn Finds a Boyfriend By: hotmetalman The holiday season is in full swing with the usual festive gatherings. My wife, Lynn, and I are at a party hosted by one of her friends. We have been married for about 8 years and are in our late fifties. Lynn still looks very good as a result of her attention to her diet and regular workouts. We make the rounds at the party greeting old friends and meeting some new people. After awhile we get separated as we each find people that we have some common interests with. Eventually, I figure that I should touch base with Lynn so she will not feel that I am ignoring her. It takes me a while to find her. When I do finally catch sight of her, she is sitting in a love seat in an out of the way alcove with a good looking guy. I can tell from their body language that they are enjoying each other's company. They are sitting closer to each other than the love seat requires. Lynn's face shows a happiness that I haven't seen lately and she is leaning in towards him. As I am watching, he puts his hand on her stocking covered leg and it is clear that Lynn welcomes the contact. I know that I supposed to be jealous and go over and break up their flirtations, but instead I just watch for a couple of minutes as I feel a strange combination of satisfaction that Lynn is so happy, jealousy that Lynn is turned on by this guy, and arousal by the obvious sexual undertones of the scene. For as long as I can remember, I have been turned on by strong-willed dominant women. I am happiest when I take a submissive role sexually and focus on her pleasure. I guess it sort of follows that I am turned on by the vision of Lynn being pleasured by strong virile hunks. Before I met Lynn, my ex-wife and other girlfriends cheated on me. When I found out about their affairs I had conflicting strong emotions. I was angry and hurt about the deception and lies, but the thought of them with their lovers was intensely arousing. I always wished that the woman in my life would openly take a lover so I could experience the sexual arousal of her extracurricular activities without the hurt of the deception. Lately, there is another issue. I am in my late fifties and I can't perform the way that I used to. Even though she doesn't complain, I know that Lynn is disappointed. I feel guilty that I cannot pleasure her the way that she deserves. I have thought that she should take a virile lover to give her what she needs but I can't give her anymore. After watching Lynn and her friend for a couple more minutes, I decide to let them enjoy their flirtations for a while. As I go to get another drink I think about where this might lead. I feel some anxiety about reliving the hurts I have experienced in the past. Those feelings, though, are dwarfed by the excitement of visualizing where this might lead. I imagine Lynn and this good looking younger guy locked in a passionate embrace. It is a challenge to hide the obvious bulge in my pants. I try to get involved in small talk with the other people at the party, but my mind is preoccupied with what is happening with Lynn and her new friend. Eventually, I decide to go check on Lynn. I head back to the alcove where. They are sitting even closer and have turned toward each other more. His hand on her leg is up under the hem of her dress and Lynn's hand is resting on his leg teasingly close to what looks like a bulge in his pants. I stand for what seems forever as I battle the conflict between the fear of being deceived yet again and the excitement of seeing Lynn's obvious attraction to this other guy. My thoughts are broken when Lynn sees me and motions for me to come over. "Looks like you have made a new friend, Lynn." "Yes, this is Jim. He also went to Sandia High but a few years after me. He is in John's class and remembers him." John is Lynn's younger brother who had cerebral palsy. He died a couple of years ago. He was 10 years younger than Lynn, so this new guy must be about the same age. "It is nice to meet you, Stephen. I hope you don't mind that I have been monopolizing your wife." Lynn motions to a nearby chair. "Why don't you grab that chair and we can get to know each other, Stephen." The way that Lynn is being so open about what is happening eases my fears and I am left with the arousal of seeing their attraction. It also feels comfortable that Lynn is taking charge. I place the chair facing them and sit down. Jim and Lynn turn to face me. Jim puts his arm around Lynn's shoulder and Lynn leans into him just like they are already a couple. "Hanging out with Lynn has been really good for me. My wife died a few months ago and I have missed female companionship." "Jim shared so good memories of John, too." As Lynn says this, she gives Jim a warm smile. "I am sorry to hear about your loss, Jim. I can tell that Lynn is enjoying your company so if she is happy, I am happy." "I am so lucky that I don't have a jealous husband!" We chat for a while. Jim is a pleasant guy and easy to talk to. While we talk Jim keeps his arm around Lynn and holds her close. Lynn looks at me with this questioning look like she is asking if this is OK. I just smiled back at her and she responds by snuggling up against Jim while watching me for a reaction. I find myself incredibly aroused by the situation. When the party starts to break up, Lynn says it is time to call it an evening. Jim asks if he can have Lynn's phone number and they exchange numbers. Lynn asks me to put Jim's number in my phone since she can never remember how to add contacts. I knew that I am facilitating future get-togethers with Jim, but it feels right. The three of us thank our hosts for a wonderful party. As we walk out to the cars, Jim and Lynn are acting like they are a couple and I am the third wheel. I wonder what people think of the situation. This is embarrassing and arousing at the same time. When we get to our car, I open Lynn's door for her and shake Jim's hand. Lynn turns to Jim to give him a good night hug. The hug lingers longer than usual. Jim then bends his face down toward Lynn. She turns her face up to his and they kiss. At first it is just a short friendly kiss. They separate for a second and then their lips join in a passionate kiss. As their tongues explore each other's mouths, Jim grabs Lynn's ass and grinds his crotchet into her. They stand kissing and humping against each other for what seems like forever, but it is probably only a minute or two. They break their embrace and Lynn gets in the car. I close the door and get in the driver's side. Jim and Lynn wave at each other as he walks off to his car. I start up the car and drive home as Lynn looks at me with a worried look. "I hope you are not too mad at me for that." Instead of answering, I take her hand and place it on my raging hard-on. "Oh, I guess you meant it all those times you told me you would be turned on by me having a boyfriend!" "Yes, I mean it. Just don't lie to me about what is going on. So is Jim your boyfriend?" "Well, I am very attracted to him..." "That is obvious! Are you going to see him again?" "I don't know where I want this to go. I don't want to lose what we have." "You deserve to have your cake and eat it, too." "I need to think about this. I do know that I want you to eat me and bring me off when we get home!" Fortunately, we are only a few minutes away from home. Neither of us says anything else, but Lynn lightly strokes my hard dick through the fabric of my pants. It has been a long time since I wanted her as much as I did at that moment. It has also been a long time since I have had such a strong erection. I pull the car into the garage and we both hurry out of the car up to our bedroom. I grab her and we kiss passionately. Lynn shoves me away and starts to take her clothes off and I immediately follow suite. She lays down on the bed and spreads her legs wide. "Eat me! Make me cum!" I dive between her legs and start to kiss her pussy lips. She grabs my hair and holds my face to her cunt. "Pinch my nipples while you eat me!" I immediately comply. She loves it when I use my hands to abuse her tits while I attack her pussy with my tongue. I love it when she takes control and orders me around in bed. I focus on licking her clit the way she likes it while I dry hump the mattress with my rock hard dick. It usually takes several minutes of attention from my tongue to bring her off. However, tonight she tenses up and lets out a wonderful scream after just a minute or two. Normally, I let her relax for a while after her orgasm before I take my own pleasure, but I am too horny to wait. I climb on top of her and put my dick against her cunt and shove. She is so wet that I easily go all the way in. I pause for just a moment to savor the feel of her hot wet pussy and then I start to fuck her in earnest. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in each time I thrust. She has not done that in a long time. "You are thinking about Jim, aren't you?" "No, I am fucking you!" "Admit it! You don't fuck me like this anymore. You want Jim's cock!" She is silent for a minute while I fuck her hard. "Tell me the truth. You can have anyone and anything as long as you tell me the truth!" "Yes, I am thinking about Jim! I want Jim to fuck me!" Hearing Lynn admit to her desire for Jim sends me over the edge and I shoot my load deep into her cunt. "Admit it, Stephen! You want Jim to fuck me, too!" I roll off of Lynn and we spoon like we usually do after we make love. I am relishing the feel of my spent dick pressed against her soft warm ass and the feel of her magnificent tits in my hand. "Yes, dear, I do want you to fuck Jim." "I love you, Stephen." "I love you, too." I hold my wife tight. I think about her and Jim sharing that passionate kiss, about the way they acted like a couple together. I think about the spark in Lynn's eye this evening. My dick grows and wants to take her again, but I sense she is falling asleep. I hold her as she drifts to sleep. It is frustrating to hold her with my surprisingly hard dick pressed against her warm flesh while I have to restrain myself so she can sleep. The frustration feels right, though. My queen is happy and showing me in no uncertain terms that she is in control. I am content with that and eventually fall asleep. The next morning I wake up late. It is unusual for me to sleep in. I feel more refreshed than I have in a long time. I hear Lynn in the bathroom taking a shower. I get up and we go about our normal routine. Neither of us says anything about the night before but it is clearly on both of our minds. After breakfast, Lynn goes off to spend the morning with her volunteer work and I tackle a list of minor chores around the house. I am feeling very good about Lynn so in addition to the items on my to-do list, I deal with some of the things that Lynn usually does. I get a start on the week's laundry and am vacuuming the stairs when Lynn gets home. "What's got in to you this morning?" "I just want to make my wonderful wife's life easier this weekend." "I could get used to this! Why don't I finish up the laundry while you finish the vacuuming? Then let's go out to lunch. I think we need to talk." "OK, sounds like a plan." Lynn walks over to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek and then a playful swat on the butt. This simple show of affection calms my nerves. I always worry when Lynn wants to talk because it often means I am in the dog house. After the chores are done, we get in the car and drive to a local deli that Lynn likes. After we get our food, we sit down. She tells me to sit next to her so we can talk in private. "Stephen, I have been thinking about last night all morning." I am worried by the tone in her voice. I am afraid that she is going to say that it was a big mistake. I have been thinking all morning about her and Jim together. I am scared but more excited by the prospect. "I have been thinking about it, too." "Tell me what you have been thinking, Stephen." I take a couple of bites of food while I decide how to answer. Do I dare tell her the truth that I want her to show her complete control by taking a lover and rubbing my nose in it? Do I dare tell her that I saw her happiness last night and I want her to take a lover so she can feel that way more often? Do I admit that I feel guilty that I can't satisfy her and want her to get it from someone who can? If I tell her these things, will she think I don't love her anymore? Will she leave me for Jim? I decide that honesty is best here. I insisted on honesty from her the night before. "Lynn, I have not seen you so happy in a long time. I want you to have that joy no matter what that takes." Lynn takes my hand and gives it a squeeze and leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "Does that mean you don't mind if I spend more time with Jim?" "Yes, I want you to spend time with him. He seems like a good guy and the two of you obviously click." "You do know that if we see each other again that we will become lovers?" "That was obvious last night. I have told you that I am turned on by the idea of you having other men as long as you don't lie to me about it. I mean that. Watching the two of you flirt last night just proved to me how much that turns me on." "Yes, I saw how turned on you were when Jim had his hands all over me. I don't know what turned me on more, the attention from a nice, good looking guy or the feeling of power when we flaunted our attraction in front of you." "A big part of the excitement for me was that you were taking the upper hand." We both are quiet for a few minutes as we eat some more food. My anxiety is lessened now that we have both admitted that we want this to continue. I reach over, put my hand on her leg and give it a friendly squeeze. Lynn smiles back at me between bites. "Lynn, if we are going to do this, we should talk about the ground rules. As much as I want to explore this, it is scary. I want to be sure we are on the same page." "That sounds like a good idea. Do you have any rules in mind? I know that I do." "Well, I don't want to feel like you are sneaking around behind my back or hiding things from me. I would like you to promise that you will let me know whenever the two of you get together." "I don't want to have to get your permission to see him!" "I am not saying you need my permission, just let me know. It could be as simple as texting me that you are going over to his place." "Anything else?" "Well, given my past, I don't want to feel deceived. I would like you to tell me in general terms what you do during your time together." "I am going to want some privacy between Jim and me. How much do you want to know?" "I understand that. I would love to hear sordid details but I know that you may not want to share that. I also don't need to know everything you talk about. I am thinking about you telling me something like we met for lunch and went back to his place for sex." "OK, I can tell you that much if it will help you to trust me. I will probably even tell you how good he is. I felt his cock against me when we kissed last night and it is much larger than yours." I have mixed feelings about that revelation. I don't doubt that it is true. I am on the small side of average. It hurts to hear Lynn say it, but it also excites me. My cock gets hard hearing that. I reach over, take Lynn's hand and give it a friendly squeeze. "As strange as it sounds, I want you to tell me things like that." "I will. It felt good to tell you that even though it is mean. Does that make me a bad person?" "No, it makes you a more desirable wife!" "Any other rules?" "Well, last night you and Jim didn't hide your mutual attraction and I am pretty sure some of your friends noticed. I am OK with you flaunting this with our social friends, but I would rather that my family and work colleagues not know about this." "That makes sense. The same goes for me." "OK, I guess those are my rules. What are yours?" "Hmm... Let me think about this for a couple minutes." We both eat the rest of our lunch in silence. Lynn reaches over and touches me from time to time and I relax. Well, my dick doesn't relax. It is hard with excitement. "The most important rule for me is that if either of us starts to feel bad about this arrangement, they should say so and we will stop immediately and go back to just being the two of us. As much as Jim is a sexy hunk, I have a wonderful husband and I don't want to lose that." "That is an excellent idea. I don't want to lose you, either." Lynn is quiet for a couple of minutes. I can tell that she has something else that she wants to say, but is either afraid to say it or is not sure how to say it. "There are some things I want, but they are totally unfair." Lynn looks more nervous than I have seen her in a long time. I bend over and kiss her cheek. "Don't worry about being fair, just tell me." "I want to have Jim and maybe other men, but I don't want to share you with other women. I want you to be faithful to me." "I don't want other women. I have told you over the years that I want you to be able to have other men and expect me to be faithful to you. I mean it. It excites me to be submissive to you. I am glad you are making that fantasy come true for me." "That is not the only unfair thing that I want." I put her hand on my hard cock. She gives it a squeeze and then smiles at me. "See what you taking charge does for me? Tell me, it's OK." "First, I want to be able to see Jim whenever I want and you have no say in what we do together." "Of course." "My other rule is that when the three of us are together that you will accept that Jim and I are the couple and that you are our slave. You will do whatever either of us tells you to." I am surprised. Lynn is really getting into the dominant side of this and it excites me. "I love that you are taking charge! I will gladly be your and Jim's slave when we are together." "I think that is all of my rules." "I can live with those rules. We should probably agree to talk about this again. We have never done this before and maybe other issues will come up." "I agree. Maybe the last rule is that we will talk once a month about whether we need to change the rules or add some new ones." "Sounds good to me. Should we head back home now?" Lynn pauses for a minute and I can tell there is something else on her mind. "Stephen, last night I told Jim about your kinky idea of letting other men fuck me." "I wondered why he was so brazen." "He wasn't sure whether to believe me so I guess he was testing to see whether it was true." "Well, it was probably obvious last night that it is." "Jim doesn't want to mess with our marriage. He just wants some companionship and no strings sex until he gets past the loss of his wife." I feel a little relief. I don't want another man trying to wreck our marriage. I just want Lynn to get the great sex she deserves and push my submissive buttons in the process. "I'm glad to hear that Jim does not want to take you away from me, just borrow you sometimes for sex." "It may be more than just sometimes! I am going to call him and tell him that him that you want him to date me." I am taken aback that Lynn is going to make a call like that in a public place, but the potential embarrassment fuels my excitement about this arrangement. Lynn gets out her phone and speed dials Jim. The excitement on her face is obvious and makes me happy. "Hi, Jim. This is your girlfriend, Lynn." "Yes, he is all for us dating." "Dinner this Friday would be wonderful." This is all happening so fast. They have their first date arranged already. I feel a moment of panic and jealousy, but Lynn's excitement overrules those concerns. It makes me happy to see her so happy. 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. Lynn Finds a Boyfriend I close my eyes and try to not think about Lynn and Jim. It is no use, though. My perverted mind puts them in all sorts of sexual positions. My fears are stoked by the thought of them cuddling and kissing lovingly. This is scarier and more painful than the thought of them having animal sex. I know Lynn. She will want tender time with Jim between fucks. I alternate between being horny and frustrated when I think about them fucking and being scared when I think about them kissing and caressing tenderly. It seems like forever, but I do eventually fall asleep. I am awakened by the signal on my cell phone. There is a picture of Lynn tied spread eagle on our bed. There are clips pinching her nipples and her favorite vibrator is buried in her pussy. From the look on her face, she is clearly lost is sexual arousal. "I am using your wife as my sex toy!" I can't take my eyes off of the picture. My cock responds by straining in its cage. When Lynn and I play with bondage, she ties me up except for one time early in our relationship. I lie in bed and remember that time when we rented a condo and I tied her to the bed. I enjoyed fingering her pussy and teasing her clit, bringing her to the edge and leaving her frustrated, and playing with her wonderful tits for as long as I pleased. As I recall how powerful it felt to fuck her while she lay helpless beneath me, my dick aches in its cage. I come back from these memories to the reality that Jim is now enjoying similar pleasures with my wife. I am overcome with jealousy. I feel an overwhelming urge to stop this. I get out of bed and start up the basement stairs. When I get to the top, I stop myself. I think about how much Lynn enjoyed it when I treated her this way. I know that she needs and deserves all the erotic pleasure that Jim can give her because he is more of a man than me. I want Lynn to have that. I know that Lynn needs it and I can't give it to her. As much as I am jealous, I want to put her pleasure first and accept my new place. I slowly go back down the stairs and crawl back into bed. I try to put them out of my mind, but I keep imagining the various ways that Jim could be using Lynn's helpless body for his pleasure. Though I feel more moments of jealousy, I am very aroused and my caged dick is pointlessly dry humping the mattress. I curse the cage, but know that it is part of Lynn's control over me that I crave. Eventually, I finally fall asleep until I wake to morning light coming in through the basement window wells and the sound of my cell phone. "I LOVE JIM'S COCK! I need it one more time before he leaves!" I don't want to think about the two of them, so I decide to get up and take a shower. It helps to be doing something, but I can't help wondering how they are making love: missionary, doggie, cowgirl? I envy Jim's stamina. I am barely able to stay hard long enough these days for a quickie, but apparently he has been able to please her all night. As I think this, my dick gets hard in its cage. Why can it get hard when it is locked up, but is not up to the task when Lynn wants it? I wish I was a virile lover like Jim, but I fear those days are behind me. Will Lynn leave me for Jim? Would Lynn leave me out of frustration if I didn't let her have other lovers? I find myself shedding a tear as I think about how inadequate I am. I finish my shower, but still no text from Lynn. I take the sheets off the airbed, deflate it and put it away. Still no text from Lynn. They are clearly savoring their last coupling. I turn on the news to control my thoughts. After about a half hour, I get a text from Lynn. "Jim just left. Come up to our bedroom." I head up to our bedroom. When I get to the door, I pause not sure what to expect. I open the door and walk in. Lynn is sitting on the edge of the bed in her robe. She looks like a woman who has just had a wild night of sex: makeup ruined, hair disheveled and face flushed. The heady aroma of sex fills the room. "Strip and lie down on the bed! Don't say anything until I tell you to." I am not used to Lynn using such a commanding tone with me, but my dick responds to it. I take my clothes off quickly and lie down on the bed. Lynn grabs my right hand and secures with a cuff at the corner of the bed. "I am going to tie you down like Jim tied me down last night." Lynn moves around the bed securing my other wrist and my ankles to the four corners. She then gets the key off of the dresser and unlocks the cock cage. It takes her a couple minutes to get it off since my dick is rock hard. "I don't remember the last time your dick was so hard." She runs her fingers lightly up the length of my cock and I struggle to suppress a moan of pleasure. She stands by the side of the bed where I can easily see her and she takes off her robe. She cups her boobs and shows them to me. "See the hickeys that Jim left on my tits. I loved it when he bit them!" I am desperately horny. My hips start to move as I try to fuck the air. Lynn sees my desperation and grins before turning around to show me her ass. "My ass is still a little red from Jim's spanking. It was such a turn-on to be spanked by a strong virile man!" Lynn now climbs onto the bed and kneels with her pussy over my face. "Kiss my unfaithful pussy!" She lowers her swollen cunt down to my mouth. I strain my head up so that I can kiss her pussy lips. I gently run my tongue up and down the length of her cunt. It looks so different. It is redder and swollen. It tastes different, too. "Yes, Jim filled my pussy with lots of cum. Eat it!" She rubs her used pussy back and forth on my mouth. I find myself reveling in the humiliation of tasting her lover's spunk in her cunt. A voice in my head says that I should be furious, but I am too caught up in the eroticism of showing her my submission to her. She gasps as I run my tongue over her clit. Lynn pulls herself away and turns around. She lowers herself back down with her ass in my face as she spreads her ass cheeks. "Worship my ass! Worship the ass that belongs to Jim's dick now!" I am momentarily hurt when she said it was Jim's ass, but I know that I am no longer man enough to take her that way. I kiss her anus and run my tongue all around. She shoves her ass hard down on my face. I use my tongue to fuck her hole. "Yes, you get to fuck my ass with your tongue. Jim gets to fuck it with his dick!" After a couple of minutes, Lynn pulls herself and moves into position like she is going to ride my dick. She lowers herself down and my cock head is at the entrance to her cunt. She lays down on top of me with her pussy just out of reach of my cock. She kisses me passionately for a couple of minutes. "Tell me about how last night felt." I spend the next several minutes trying to explain all the feelings I had during the night, the jealousy, the arousal, the anger, the resignation. I tried to explain how it feels good to submit to her though I know my words sound stupid. I talk about my reaction to the texts that I received from both of them. As I explain these things to Lynn, she kisses me from time to time. I see her smile when I talk about my jealousy. At times, she moves back and teases the tip of my cock with her warm wet slit. When she does that, I stop talking a moan in pleasure. I can see that she revels in teasing me. Eventually, I finish telling her about my night. She kisses me lovingly before whispering in my ear. "Thank you for letting me enjoy the best night of sex of my life." This comment is stab to my heart. Even though I am hurt and jealous, my dick responds my twitching with desire against her pussy lips. "Was it what you expected, Stephen?" "Yes, but it was so much more intense." Lynn sits up with her pussy poised above my straining cock. She lowers herself so that my dick is pressing gently against the entrance to her cunt. She smiles at me while she plays with her tits. I want her desperately, but am helpless to take her. "Do you want me to keep seeing Jim?" Lynn drives her pussy down around my cock. I gasp with the pleasure of her loose warm cunt around my frustrated dick. Between the image of Lynn and Jim together that comes to my mind and the intense pleasure of her pussy, I immediately come. It is harder than I can remember. It occurs to me that my dick is bathed in Jim's seed. My body takes over and I repeated thrust into her as I shoot my own cum to mix with Jim's. Lynn is looking down on me with a contented grin. "I will take that as a Yes!" "Yes, Lynn, I want this! I need this!" "Good!" We lay there for a few more minutes while my cock gets soft and plops out of her cunt. "I love you, Stephen!" "I love you, too, Lynn" Lynn climbs off and unties me. We head into the bathroom and share a long shower.