SBaboo
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When I was in high school, Tom Greene made my life miserable. He was the class bully and he loved to pick on me. He was big and strong while I was skinny and weak. If he passed me in the hall, he would slam me into the lockers as hard as he could. The other students would just laugh at me. I never saw anyone look at me in sympathy. They all seemed to think his bullying was amusing. In the shower room after gym class, he would flick me with the wet end of his towel. Other boys would join in and flick my wet, skinny naked body with their towels. They would aim for my ass and my cock and balls. They would laugh that I made for good target practice because my cock and balls were so small. It really hurt, but the laughter of the other boys hurt even more. My name is Richard, but Tom called me “Little Dickie” for obvious reamisters. Soon every one was calling me that. I had this crush on Tina, but when I got up the courage to talk to her she said, “What do you want, little dickie, I haven’t got all day y’a know.” My face turned red and I walked away in shame.
Well now I am in my early 30s and I am happy married. I met my wife, Rita, in college. I’m a pretty smart guy and I have a great job in the insurance industry. I am lucky to have Rita. She is quite beautiful, with a thin waist, a great butt, and really perky tits. I always feel proud when I am walking by her side because I can see the men checking her out. Yes, my days as a high school geek are long past. At least that is what I thought.
I started noticing that Rita seemed distracted. She avoided eye contact with me. Several times, I caught her in the laundry room with her cell phone. When I walked in she said, “I gotta go,” and she acted all nervous. She told me it was a girlfriend. At the same time, she started being more bitchy with me. She turned me down for sex more often and bossed me around more. She went out after dinner more often saying that she had some shopping to do. One time, when she got back at about 10:30, her neck and face were pink. She seemed really amorous and when I went down on her, her pussy was really, really wet and sloppy. I was pleased because I thought it was wet for me. When I fucked her that night, I had a difficult time getting any friction because her pussy was so wet and I am so small, but eventually I filled her with my cum. She seemed to be glad it was over with and turned her back to me to go to relax.
One day, about month or so later, I had to go to a store that sold HVAC products because a part on the furnace humidifier need to be replaced. I went during lunch at work and stopped by this little Italian restaurant near the store to get a meatball sandwich. I saw a woman at one of the tables that looked like my wife from behind. I was sure that it wasn’t but I wanted to see what this girl looked like. I was shocked to see, it was Rita and she was with a man that looked a lot like Tom. I was stunned when I realized that it was Tom and he was holding Rita’s hand. “Well, if it isn’t little dickie,” Tom sneered. It took a few minutes for them to figure out what was going on. Tom had told Rita about this wimp that he bullied in high school, but she had no idea that it was me, her husband. Likewise, Tom did not know that Rita was my wife. Suddenly, they both burst out laughing at the coincidence of it all.
“You’re coming home to your house with us, wimp,” Tom snorted, “I’ve got something I want to show you.” When my wife looked pleased with his order, I stammered, “but, I’ve got to get back to work.” My wife smiled a little and replied, “You’d better do what he asks; Tom’s a lot stronger than you. Just call your office and make up an excuse.”
Tom smiled scornfully at me and barked, “Pay our lunch bill and follow us to your house.” I was in such a state of shock that I paid their lunch bill. When I got to the parking lot they were standing next to Rita’s car kissing. When I approached, Tom slammed me against her car and I fell to the ground. Rita smiled down at me; but it was not a sweet smile. Then she said something that totally shocked me, “I’m Tom’s cunt now, so you’d better get used to it.” "He will beat the cuckolds brownie out of you just for the fun of it," Rita laughed.
As I followed them home, I kept replaying that phrase, “I’m Tom’s cunt now.” This from a “good girl” who never cusses and is rather timid and shy in bed. As I drove home behind them, I could see them kiss at every red light and I wondered what they were doing with their hands. My biggest enemy was kissing my lovely wife, Rita!!! What is happening???
Should I continue this fantasy?? Tom really did bully my in high school and I wonder what it would be like if my wife Rita cuckolded me with him. Any thoughts would be appreciated?
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