Jackie and Artie

Great segment but that is a given with you.

Thank you GH

GH,
Another bit of ballet from you. All elegance on the page. I appreciate the sweat behind it. It takes a lot of effort to appear so effortlessly good. Or perhaps Lisa is just a natural ....

GH,
I do love the time you spend on Artie's progressive development as a cuckold and appreciate that you never fail to allow him to stumble along the way as his emotions wavier.

Timmy,

As always

Thank you

Peak

Right now, the way I write is that I leave my computer on while I'm doing chores. While I'm working I roll the story around in my head. When I have a paragraph I go to my computer and type it in. It's a slow process, but it seems to work better than just sitting at my desk staring at the screen trying to find the right words.

I am worried that my writing is getting stodgy.

Anyway, thanks for the nice comment.

Zinc

It's clear from your own writing that you're well aware that accepting the roles of cuckold or hot wife can be a difficult process.

Thanks for the comment

Gentlemen, thank you again

GH

Smiling, Connie said; "Hi Phil."

"Hi Connie, how are you tonight?"

"I'm having a wonderful evening. My flower's slave just finished bathing me."

Phil grinned. "You and Jackie are bringing him along quickly."

"He's eager to learn, that helps." Connie paused. she looked at Phil for a moment and then she turned to me and said. "Cuckboy, Mr. Harper doesn't appear to have a beer. Do you have an explanation for that lapse of hospitality?"

Feeling like I'd let Connie down, I nervously stammered; "I'm sorry ma'am, we were talking. I guess I forgot."

Phil intervened. "Connie, it was my fault. I wanted us to get to know each other a little before we started playing games, so I called a time-out. Artie told me that was the phrase you were using."

Slowly nodding, Connie said; "Of course, I should have realized that from the tone of the conversation I heard when I entered the room."

Connie walked over and put her arm around me. "I'm sorry Artie; this domination game is new to me too. I was trying to be a strict mistress. Now it's clear that I misread the situation."

Shaking my head, I said; "No Madam Constance, you were completely within your rights to call me on my breach of courtesy. Time-out or not, Mr. Harper is a superior and your guest. You assigned me the task of greeting him and seeing to his comfort. I should have taken care of that before we started our conversation. I let you down, I'm sorry. I'll willingly submit to any punishment that you feel is appropriate."

"Artie honey, let's call this a learning experience for both of us. While I have to admit that the prospect of punishing you is exciting, Jackie is your real mistress. The first time you're punished she should be the one who does it."

Turning to Phil, Connie asked; "Do you agree?" It was clear that she was looking for guidance from her more experienced friend."

Phil nodded. "Yes and I think you handled this situation competently. If Linda was here I'm certain she would tell you that while a dominant needs to be firm, she also has to be judicious. You were just judicious."

Connie smiled.

Phil turned to me. "Artie, I think it's time for us to end our time-out."

"Yes Mr. Harper, I agree."

"Good. Connie, I would love a beer and knowing you, I'll bet you'd like a glass of white wine."

Looking at me, Connie said; "Cuckboy, a beer for Mr. Harper and a glass of pinot grigio for me. We'll be in Jackie's office."

As I hurried to the kitchen to get the takes I wondered why Connie was taking Mr. Harper to Jackie's office and then the answer dawned on me. That was the only room in the house with a door that locked. Connie was planning to play with Mr. Harper and she wanted to be certain that curious little girls weren't going to wander into the room while they were playing.

In the kitchen I poured a glass of pinot grigio for Connie and opened a beer for Mr. Harper. After pouring the beer into a glass I placed it, Connie’s glass of wine and several napkins on a tray and quickly carried the tray to the office. I didn't want to keep my superiors waiting.

When I reached the office the door was closed. I knocked.

From inside Connie said; "Come in Cowboy." She was being careful; the girl's bedroom was just down the hall. I suppose we wouldn't have had to have been so careful if we'd gone down to my room in the basement, but then the girls would have been out of earshot. Connie and I both wanted to be close enough to hear the girls if they needed us.

I opened the door and walked into the room, Phil was sitting in Jackie's leather reading chair. He was still wearing his knit shirt, but his shoes and socks were on the floor next to his chair and his trousers and undershorts were lying in a heap on the top of Jackie's desk. It was obvious that he’d undressed quickly.

Connie had taken off Jackie's silk robe. It was lying on the desk next to Phil's trousers. All she was wearing was a garter belt, nylon stockings and her spike heeled pumps. She was kneeling on the floor between Phil's legs. Both of her hands were wrapped around his amazingly large and very erect cock.

Turning to me, Connie said; "Set our takes on the table next to Mr. Harper and then lock the door and stand over by the wall. It's time for you to see how a woman treats a real man."

I set their takes on the side table and locked the door to Jackie's office.

As I was about to take my place by the wall, Connie said; "Cuckboy, straighten our clothing."

Feeling incredibly submissive, I obediently folded Mr. Harper's trousers, his boxer shorts and the silk robe Connie had been wearing. After carefully laying everything back on Jackie's desk I withdrew to my place by the wall. I was standing about six feet to Mr. Harper's right. This position provided me with an unobstructed view of both Connie and Phil.

As soon as I was settled Connie said; "Watch carefully cuckboy, this is what Nattie and I and of course, Jackie; always do for our stallions." Connie had emphasized the words, “and of course Jackie”. She was taunting me. Her choice of the word stallion rather than playmate or male friends was another deliberate barb.

Earlier that evening, just after we'd had our talk about why Jackie had been neglecting me; Connie had offered to slow down the teasing and denial until I was feeling more secure about my role as a cuckold. She'd even offered to remove my chastity cage.

I’d asked her not to do that. In fact, instead of easing off I'd urged Connie to intensify the teasing and denial. Living as Jackie's submissive cuckold was my fantasy and now that it was becoming a reality I wanted to experience it to the fullest extent possible. I was regaining my confidence in Jackie's love for me and if I did have a relapse of insecurity, I knew that I could call always time-out.

Connie was watching me. Well aware that she was pushing my limits, she was trying to gauge my reaction to her taunts.

Realizing that I needed to reassure her, I winked.

Connie laughed.

Phil saw my wink too and said, "It looks to me like everyone is doing just fine."

Connie was noticeably relaxed, but she still gave me another quick glance.

I nodded to her.

She smiled at me and then she turned back to Phil and gave the massive head of his cock a long sloppy wet kiss.

Grinning, Phil said; "Oh yeah baby, that's exactly what this bad boy needs."

Connie looked up at him. While she gave his cock several firm strokes she coyly asked; "Is a kiss really all you need?" Clearly, I wasn't the only one who was being teased.

Phil laughed. "You know it's not baby. Now let's show cuckboy over there what a hot slut you really are."

Feigning shock, Connie said; "Oh my, what do you want me to do?"

I smiled. It was apparent that Connie and Phil were good friends who took great delight in playing with each other.

Phil said, "I want you to suck my dick."

Giggling, Connie said; "What a lovely idea." And then she parted her lips and took the large head of Phil's cock into her mouth.

And that temporarily ended the playful teasing. Phil rested his head on the back of Jackie's easy chair and closed his eyes while Connie started sucking him in earnest.

I watched in rapt silence.

After several minutes Connie took Phil's cock out of her mouth and slowly stroked it with both of her hands. While she stroked it she said; "Look at it cuckboy. Isn't it magnificent? See how it has a little upward curve to it. That's what happens to really big cocks when they get hard and believe me, right now this cock is rock hard."

She kissed and then licked the sensitive spot right under the head of Phil's cock.

Laughing, Phil said; "Connie honey, you have a wicked tongue."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Hell no, as far as I'm concerned you can lick me there for the rest of the night."

Connie kissed and licked Phil's cock again and then still stroking it, she said; "Jackie does this too."

Phil nodded. "Yeah she does and she's almost as good at it as you are."

"Cuckboy, I'll bet she did this for Clayt tonight. Do you think he enjoyed it?"

I didn't respond. At that moment I was incredibly nervous, unbelievably aroused and completely befuddled.

"Cuckboy, I asked you a question. It's not polite to ignore your superiors."

In an attempt to regain some composure, I took a deep breath. It helped. I managed to stammer out a rather pathetic; "Madam Constance, I don't know."

"You don't know? Let me ask you an easier question. Do you think Jackie sucked Clayt's cock tonight?"

Realizing that Connie was trying to make this a cuckold fantasy session for me, I relaxed. "Yes ma'am, I'm sure she did."

"Do you think he enjoyed it?"

Getting into the spirit of her game, I eagerly answered; "I hope so."

Connie raised her eyebrows in amazement. "You hope so? That's a funny thing to say. We're talking about your wife sucking another man's cock."

Shaking his head, Phil said; "No it's not, Artie's a cuck. He wants Jackie and her dates to have a good time. It's important to him; at least that's what Teddy tells me."

"Is that true Artie?" Connie now sounded like an inquisitor.

Suddenly feeling ashamed of my deviant cuckold desires, I shrugged. I'm sure my face had turned deep shade of crimmister.

Phil intervened; "Connie, you're embarrassing him."

Connie thought for a moment and then she said; "You're right. Artie, please forgive me. I was trying to play with you; but then well I got curious and then I guess I was being kind of judgmental. Artie I really am sorry. I don't ever want to judge anybody's sexual inclinations, especially yours."

She sighed; "Who am I to judge anybody? I destroyed two marriages. Artie..."

"Time-out." I interrupted Connie.

Connie nodded.

I said; "It's okay, I understand. In fact, I'm glad you asked."

"You are? Why?"

"Connie, if this is going to work, we have to try to understand each other. It's important that I understand that you, Jackie and Nattie can enjoy sex with a man without developing an emotional attachment and..."

Smiling, Connie said; "And we need to understand that you not only want Jackie to enjoy her playmates, you want her playmates to enjoy her too."

Still feeling ashamed, I quietly said; "I suppose that's part of my masochism."

Connie shook her head. "No Artie, it just is and that's all that matters. Explanations shouldn't be necessary. For a moment I forgot that, please forgive me."

"Apologies shouldn't be necessary either; but if it makes you feel better, you're forgiven." I winked at Connie.

She grinned and said; "Artie I love you."

"I love you too Connie."

"All right, we're all happy again. Can we end the time-out and get back to the sex game. I was getting a great blow job and right now my dick is so hard that I'm afraid that if somebody bumps it, it might shatter."

Chuckling, I said; "That's pretty hard."

"Damn right it is cuckboy and at this moment I'm in desperate need of a set of feminine lips to ease my distress."

Connie laughed. "Big boy, I'm just as eager to finish that blow job as you are; but before I can do that I have to be sure that Artie and I are okay."

"All right, let's get busy doing some serious reassuring."

I smiled.

Connie asked, "Artie, are you sure you're okay?'

"Yeah Connie, I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm okay too." She giggled. ""But I'll be a lot better when I have Phil's cock back in my mouth."

"Shall we end our time-out?"

Connie smiled. "I’m ready if you are."

"Madam Constance, the time-out is officially ended."

Connie turned to Phil. "Are you and your hot rod ready to go?"

"Baby my seat belt is fastened and my engine is revving."

"Then it's time to hit the accelerator." Connie slipped Phil's cock back into her mouth and started sucking him with a passion I'd never imagined. It was obvious that my lady-in-law relished giving head.

Watching her blatant display of wanton sexuality inflamed my own arousal. Overwhelmed with the desire for some sexual stimulation of my own, I ***ly reached down to touch my penis. Of course I found it locked in a plastic cage.

I realized that while Connie and Phil were ardently enjoying each other, I was now prohibited from indulging in even the meager pleasure of solitary masturbation. The significance of that new awareness ignited my masochism. My excitement spiraled. Recognizing that as a cuckold my sexual involvement with others was now mostly going to be limited to passive voyeurism, I leaned back against the wall and continued watching Connie suck Mr. Harper's cock.

Suddenly I heard footsteps in the hall. I turned. Connie stopped sucking Phil's cock and also turned. Phil sat up. All three of us watched and listened.

Someone tried to open the door to Jackie's office. It was of course locked. We heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock. We waited.

A second later the door opened and Jackie stepped into the room. She surveyed the scene in front of her and said; "I seem to have found a kinky little party. May I join you?"

GH, this story is getting better and better. Glad I took a few minutes to check for updates.

Crazy GH, fantastically so...

Timmy, Zinc and Peak

Thank you again.

Peak

I prefer dust clothes to a duster and Lisa prefers strawberries.

Gentlemen

Thank you again

GH

As I have said in my other stories, when I start a story I always select porn stars who serve as the inspiration for the characters in those stories. I started writing doing captioned pics. Gradually my captioned pics turned into stories with pics. Brenda and Bobby, Sandra and Stevie and April's Story were all originally written with pics.

Later I learned that in fantasy the imagination is a powerful ally and I stopped including pics in the story. However, I still use pics as inspiration while I'm writing. When I wrote Courtesan I included the names of the pornstars I used as inspiration.

I have resisted doing it in this story, but I have decided to change that for one character, Connie.

Connie's inspiration is Janet Mamister, who I have long considered the queen of cuckold porn.

GH

Connie smiled and said; "Of course dear, would you like to take my place?"

Jackie shook her head. "No thank you mom. I rarely get to watch you and when it comes to giving head, you are a grand master and I still have a lot to learn." She walked over to me and put her arm around my waist. "Besides, right now I want to focus my attention on my sweetie."

"Jackie it's been a while, but if memory serves me right you're a bit of a grand master yourself."

Smiling, Jackie said; "Thanks Phil, you always were a charmer. I've missed you and now that I see your magnificent cock again I have to admit that I miss you even more."

"I've missed you too Jackie. Why don't we try to get together?"

"Rumor has it that Janice, Linda and my mom have taken all the spots on your dance card."

"They've taken most of them, but I'll always have an open spot for you."

"I'm free Tuesday; we could have lunch together at the Kings Inn Motel."

Phil grinned. "I love having lunch at the Kings Inn and while I do believe that I'm free Tuesday, I really should check with my secretary first."

"Can you let me know tomorrow?"

"Certainly."

"Why don't you call Artie and let him know. You can call him tomorrow on his cell phone after his last class ends at 2:30."

Jackie turned to me. "You don't mind keeping track of my dates for me, do you Sweetie? After all, you are my servant. It seems like an appropriate duty."

I was completely unglued. My wife had just returned from an evening of sex with another man. When she arrived home she'd walked into her private office and found me watching her lady giving a blow job to a man she'd partied with in the past. Jackie then proceeded to make a motel lunch date with this man for the following Tuesday and announced to me that I was now going to be in charge of keeping the calendar of her dates. Speechless, I stared at my wife.

Recognizing my state of disarray, Jackie said; "Sweetie, you're overwhelmed right now, aren't you."

I quietly answered, "Yes ma'am."

Jackie turned to Phil. "Phil honey, I think it might be better if tomorrow you call my cell and leave a message. Connie has my number."

Phil nodded.

Realizing that this was not what I wanted, I quickly pulled myself together and said; "No Ms. Jacqueline, it will be okay. Mr. Harper can call me tomorrow afternoon. You're right; keeping track of your dates is an appropriate duty for me. I want to do it, please."

Jackie studied me. After a moment she said; "Artie honey, are you sure. I don't want to push you too fast."

I took a deep breath and said; "Yes ma'am, I'm sure. I’m absolutely sure."

"Very well then." Jackie turned back to Phil. "Phil, you can call Artie on his cell phone tomorrow after 2:30."

Connie said; "I've got his number. I'll give it to you later."

Once again Phil didn't say anything, he just nodded. It was clear that he understood that Jackie and I were going through a period of change and growth. I was impressed by the remarkable sensitivity he was demonstrating. It was easy to understand how he'd managed to become good friends with his girlfriend’s cuckold husband.

Looking at Jackie, Connie said; "Honey, earlier tonight Artie and I had a long talk about all of this. Things are happening quickly, but I think that's his preference. This is the lifestyle he wants. While he realizes that at times it's going to be an emotional challenge for him, he wants to begin living this life as quickly as he can. He doesn't want us to slow the transition; he wants us to speed it up. He wants us to push him. He wants to be your submissive cuckold husband."

Jackie turned to me. "Is that true Artie?"

"Yes ma'am, it is." And then I smiled at Connie. "Thank you Madam Constance, that was an extremely well-articulated summary of my feelings."

Connie grinned. "Thank you Artie, I think that's the nicest compliment I've ever been given."

"Hey, I've told you that you have fabulous tits." The twinkle in Phil's eyes betrayed him. It was apparent to all of us that he understood exactly why Connie had been so pleased by my compliment. She was used to men telling her that she was sexy and beautiful. I'd just implied that I thought she was smart. He was teasing his good friend.

Playfully slapping his erection, Connie said; "Be thankful you have this big beautiful cock, because with an attitude like that you could easily end up with Rosie and her five friends as your only sex partner."

Phil politely bowed his head and said; "Madam Constance, please forgive my impetuous comment. While you are certainly a beautiful and sexually desirable woman, I have always felt that your intellect is your most attractive quality,"

Connie laughed. "Oh that's much better. You deserve a reward." She leaned forward, slipped Phil's cock into her mouth and started sucking him again.

Phil winked at me. I grinned.

Next to me, Jackie said; "I want to know about this new name, Madam Constance. Where did that come from?"

Momentarily taking Phil’s cock out of her mouth, Connie said; "Artie came up with it. I like it. We decided that from now on unless we're around the girls, that's how he’s going to address me." She put Phil's cock back in her mouth and resumed sucking him.

Jackie said; "I like it too." And then she turned to me and said; "It appears that you and my lady have had a very interesting evening. Later I'd like to hear more about it; but right now I want both of us to watch. I rarely get to see my lady in action and when it comes to giving head, she really is an artist"

Phil nodded. "You got that right."

It's all right

last night I was just tired

Wow wow hang on I would like to keep following this story too many great storie disappear on this site please dont let this happen
Droopy and Miss

Hi G.H.

Please don't think that because we don't comment on every wonderful segment that we aren't avidly following this wonderful story.

Please don't stop, call a " Time Out " if you must and enjoy your life.

Ajax.

GH,

another great segment. Not a bad spot to leave the 'merry band' even though there is a lot left to explore for J and A.

I can understand you decision, it can and is draining. You have my e-mail if you should decide to continue without posting here.

Again my heartfelt thanks for some truly great stories.

I love the transition of this scene! Good work...again!

GH,
Its OK, although that was short, it was the perfect break in tension for the story and thus the perfect point to pause for reflection. Or a wee drop of Lagavulin.

G.H.!
Over the past few years my Wife and i have slipped out of the lifestyle. I think it was a combinations of being too busy and too lazy. This was changed when we went on Holiday to Motego Bay. In ten days, meeting the right people at the right time, we are now back into it full swing.

I was therefore inspired to come back to CP mostly to see if you had returned. I was no less than ecstatic to find this brilliant study of a novice being introduced to an ongoing and mature lifestyle. I read though page 1 to 12 before unable not to comment.

Your take on the mindset of a submissive wittol are spot on.

The supportive group dynamic is wonderful. (i especially am waiting to hear more about teddy.)

Rock On!
bd-owned

GH
Please continue this great story. I have always been a fan of yours and have read all your stories.

Thx GH! Artie seems to be hitting his stride as a cuck, but I doubt his journey will be all smooth sailing.

To all of his readers

My husband is going to take a short break from writing. Please understand. It is his intention to return and finish the story.

Thank you

Lisa

OK thanks Lisa, enjoy yourselves.

Ajax.

GH relax and enjoy yourself. Just time for a bump

All of you, thank you for your kind comments. I apologize for my absence. Sometimes writing becomes frustrating. This next segment has been written and rewritten numerous times. Anyway, thank you for your patience. I will most likely continue to post several segments and then take an enpowerd break. My life is currently being controlled by a higher authority.

GH

It's not just likely, it's an absolute certainty.

The higher authority

Aka Lisa

The entire time we were talking Connie had kept her hand wrapped around Phil's cock. Once she started sucking him again it didn't take her long to make him cum.

I also suspected that since Jackie was now at home Connie wanted to finish Phil as quickly as she could so they could leave us alone. They also had an exciting evening planned for themselves and I was certain they wanted to get to Connie's house so they could get down to some serious sex.

When Phil came Connie kept his cock in her mouth. Jackie had told me that she, Connie and Nattie all felt this was extremely permisteral and only did it for men who were good friends. Phil was of course a very good friend.

As soon as he was finished ejaculating Connie stood up and walked directly over to me. She was keeping her lips tightly sealed. Jackie and I both knew why.

Jackie said; "Artie, I do believe my lady wants to give you a kiss."

I nervously nodded. "Yes ma'am."

While consuming another man's cum was a big part of the submissive cuckold fantasy, reading about it and actually doing it are two distinctly different acts. For the first time in my life I was confronted with actually doing it and I was wavering. I was certain Phil was healthy, so I knew it wasn't going to hurt me. I also knew that people swallowed semen all the time. My concerns were purely psychological.

And then I remembered Connie's earlier words. "This is the lifestyle he wants. While he realizes that at times it's going to be an emotional challenge for him, he wants to begin living this life as quickly as he can. He doesn't want us to slow the transition; he wants us to speed it up. He wants us to push him. He wants to be your submissive cuckold husband."

While Connie had been flattered when I told her that was an extremely well-articulated summary of my feelings, I hadn’t been trying to flatter her. It really was a well-articulated summary of my feelings. Now I had to remember the feelings I'd expressed to Connie that had led her to make that assessment.

It was easy and the recollection helped. I wanted to be Jackie's submissive cuckold husband and submissive cuckold husbands always submitted to the indignation of cleaning up their hot wives after they were finished enjoying their stallions.

The day after tomorrow Jackie was going to be entertaining her friend Ron in our house and I was going to be present. The extent of my role was still being decided, but Jackie had made it abundantly clear that I was going to be required to clean up. She wasn’t talking about using wash cloths and towels.

Realizing that this wasn't a question of will I lick up another man's cum, but rather how soon will I start doing it; I decided that now was as good a time as I was ever going to find. I was with three open minded people I liked and trusted. I nodded to Connie.

Smiling, she placed a hand on each side of my face, pulled me to her and pressed her lips against mine.

Next to me, Jackie whispered; "Open your mouth Artie."

I obeyed.

I felt Connie push her tongue into my mouth. It was coated with a slimy bland goo that I knew was Phil's semen. The social convention of our culture dictated that I was supposed to wretch and maybe even vomit. I didn't. While it was unbelievably humiliating, I was a submissive masochist which actually made the offense breathtakingly exciting.

I kissed Connie back. She mashed her lips against mine and pushed her cum coated tongue even deeper into my mouth. I responded by greedily sucking it clean.

Next to me, Jackie said; "This is so fucking hot."

Connie broke off the kiss and stepped back. Grinning at her flower, she said; "Yes dear, it really is."

Smiling sheepishly, I nodded in agreement. At that moment I was both aroused and ashamed.

Noticing my ambivalence, Phil stood, pulled up his pants and walked over to me. As he patted me on my shoulder, he said; "Artie, it's okay. I've watched Linda do that to Teddy lots of times. It doesn't make you less of a man."

He laughed, "Hell, Teddy is one of the most stalwart, upstanding guys I've ever met. If I'm ever in a jam I can't think of anyone I'd rather have in my corner. I just met you, but you strike me as the same kind of guy."

He shrugged, "Okay, a little offense gets you off. So what? It doesn't hurt anybody and frankly, it makes you an interesting game player. Believe me, there is nothing more boring than a swinger's party where everyone is into vanilla sex and nothing else."

Connie nodded. "That's for sure. If I know it's going to be a party like that I'd rather stay home or go to a motel. At least then my partner and I can focus all of our attention on getting each other off. If I go to a sex party, I want to do a little role playing and I want to see a little role playing."

Phil grinned. "Artie, at a sex party, Connie, Jackie and Nattie love to be sluts and they do it well."

"Janice and Linda aren't too bad either." Jackie was smiling.

Slipping her arm around Phil's waist, Connie said; "And studman here plays the role of a bad ass lady fucker better than anyone I've ever met. I love it when he makes Linda get down on her knees, unzip his pants and suck his cock while everyone else is watching."

I quietly asked, "Has Teddy ever been in the room when you did that with Ms. Linda."

Flashing me a knowing smile, Phil said; "Lots of times."

Next to me, Jackie said; "Would you like to watch a stud do that with me? Would it excite you to see your wife acting like a slut for another man?"

"Yes Ms. Jacqueline, it would." I was breathless with excitement.

Jackie leaned over and kissed my cheek. "It would excite me too sweetheart."

I smiled at her.

Connie said; "We could easily set up a little party."

Laughing, Phil said; "Connie we'll have plenty of opportunities to talk about that in the future. Right now, you need to get dressed. We should be leaving. Jackie just got home from a date and both Linda and Teddy tell me that's one of their favorite moments."

"Of course, I'll get my dress." Connie picked up Jackie's silk robe, threw it over her shoulders and hurried out of Jackie’s office.

Following her, Jackie called; "Mom, I'll go with you."

After they left Phil said, "Artie why don't we wait in the living room."

"Yes sir, that’s a good idea."

I followed Phil out of Jackie's office. As we walked into the living room he said; "You really should meet Teddy."

"I'd like that."

"Do you play golf?"

"I grew up two blocks from a municipal golf course. I played a lot while I was in high school, but I haven't swung a club since I left for college. Golf requires both time and money."

Phil nodded. "When you're in college you don't have either one and I'm sure that right now most of your spare time is devoted to your girls."

"It is."

Behind us, Connie said; "Were you thinking of inviting Artie to play golf with you and Teddy Saturday morning?"

Phil and I both turned. Jackie and Connie were standing in the door to the living room. Connie was wearing her dress and carrying her garment bag.

Phil answered her. "I was. I think meeting Teddy might be helpful for him and a golf course is a nice place to get to know someone."

Jackie said; "I think that's a nice idea, but Artie and I have plans for this Saturday; could he join you a week from Saturday?"

Looking at me, Jackie added; "Don't worry, Connie and I can take care of the girls. You do plenty of babysitting for me. You deserve a chance to get out once in a while too."

Phil turned to me. "Would you like to join us?"

"I don't have any golf clubs."

Shaking her head, Jackie said; "Artie honey, I earn a substantial salary. We can afford a new set of clubs for you."

"Really?"

"Yes sweetie, we can."

Smiling at Phil, I said; "I would love to join you."

"Good, I'll get a tee time Saturday while I'm at the course. I'll call you."

"All right." I was excited. It had been years since I played golf.

Connie walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "Artie, it was a fun evening."

"I had fun too Connie and Phil it was nice to meet you."

"It was nice to meet you too Artie."

Connie grabbed Phil's arm and pulled him to the front door. "Let's go big boy. That blow job got me in the mood for some serious fucking."

As they walked out the front door, Phil was laughing. "Connie, I've got a stiff proposition for you."

Giggling, Connie said; "I'm hoping for a lengthy presentation."

As soon as they were gone Jackie walked over, kissed me hard on the lips and said; "Hi Artie."

I smiled. "Hi Jackie, did you have a good time tonight?"

"I did. Did you have fun with my mom? She certainly had a good time."

"Did she tell you that?"

"Yes she did. I gather you gave her a bath. Did you enjoy doing that?"

"Yeah, I really did." I paused for a second and then I asked, "Was that okay?"

"Yes sweetheart, that was fine." Jackie kissed my forehead. "Considering what I did tonight I think it would be a little hypocritical if I objected."

I shook my head. "No I'm your cuckold. You have every right to expect me to be faithful to you."

"While I freely play with as many different men as I want?"

"That's right."

"Artie, that is so hot."

"I think it is too."

"Do you Artie? Do you really?"

"Yeah I really do."

Reaching down, Jackie cupped her hand over my penis and balls. As she felt my new chastity cage, she said; "You're really wearing it. Mom said you were, but I had to feel it to believe it. Is it uncomfortable?"

"Not really, it feels strange; but I'm getting used to it."

"I want you to wear it whenever I'm on a date. Will you do that for me?"

"Does that include Tuesday when you're with Mr. Harper at the motel?"

Immediately understanding the significance of my question, Jackie said; "Will you wear it while you're at school?"

My initial reaction was to say that I'd rather not, but I didn't answer right away. Instead I paused to consider the question. Since I didn't wear tight trousers it was highly unlikely that anyone would notice it. While using a public lavatory could be a problem, it wouldn't be an issue at school. The faculty lounge had private restrooms with locking doors. After a moment I came to the conclusion that there really weren't any valid reamisters that I shouldn't wear the chastity cage at work.

Looking at Jackie I said; "Yes I'm willing to do that."

"Really?"

"I can't think of any reamister that I shouldn't."

"I'll give you a key so you can take it off if something happens."

Shaking my head, I said; "I doubt anything will happen, but I'll keep a heavy wire cutter in my desk. The lock on this thing is purely symbolic. I can easily cut it off."

Jackie smiled. "That way I'll know if you do take it off. I like that."

"I won't take it off unless it's absolutely necessary."

"I know that, but it's more fun for me if I'm sure you were wearing it all day. It makes me feel powerful."

"And wearing it makes me feel submissive."

Giggling, Jackie said; "Let's go into my bedroom and play. Right now I’m in the mood to make you feel very submissive."

Bowing politely, I said; "Yes ma'am."

Jackie extended her hand and said; "Come on cucky, it's playtime."

As I was about to take Jackie's hand I noticed her outfit and paused. Until that moment there had been so much happening that what she was wearing hadn't registered on me. Now it did. She was dressed in a pair of dark gray flannel slacks, high heels and a conservative white ruffled blouse that buttoned at the neck.

Surprised by her straitlaced attire, I said; "Tonight's outfit is quite a change from the clothes you wore to the Goldenrod last night."

Jackie nodded. "Last night I was trying to attract a date. Tonight I already had one. Clayt knew he was going to get laid. My choice of outfit didn't make any difference to him at all. Regardless of what I was wearing, the moment I entered his room he was going to start undressing me. On the other hand, the Calvert is a conservative hotel. They take a dim view of unescorted women walking through their lobby dressed like sluts."

"But last night..."

"When I crossed the lobby last night I was with Clayt. He was staying at the hotel. I was his guest. That's an entirely different situation. Artie, there are times when it's better to be subtle."

"I see." I paused. After a moment I smiled and asked, "So did he?"

"Did he what?"

"Start undressing you the moment you entered his room?"

Laughing, Jackie said; "Not quite, he kissed me first."

"Was it a passionate kiss?"

"You are eager to hear the details, aren't you?"

I grinned sheepishly.

Jackie kissed my forehead and said; "Don't worry cucky, I'm going to tell you everything; but first let’s move into my bedroom and get a little more comfortable. I also want to see how you did with your assignment."

Taking my hand, Jackie pulled me out of the living room. I eagerly followed her. As soon as we were inside her bedroom she let go of my hand and started unbuttoning her blouse.

Excited, I stood still and watched her.

Chuckling, Jackie said; "Artie honey, this will be a lot more fun if you take off your clothes too."

Feeling a little abashed about needing a prompt to get undressed, I quickly pulled off my tee shirt. As I was taking off my pants I asked; "Did Mr. Taylor undress you tonight?"

"He tried, but I had to intervene. He was so aggressive that I was afraid he might tear this blouse. It's one of my favorites so I undid the buttons for him."

Jackie slipped her blouse off of her shoulders. As she laid it on the bed she added; "He did unfasten my brassiere and take that off."

"You told me he was a breast man."

"He is."

"I’ll bet he enjoyed taking off your bra."

"Believe me, he did and so did I. As soon as he took it off his hands were all over my tits. Artie, Clayt has big strong fingers. He started kissing me again and while we kissed he kneaded and squeezed my breasts with those powerful hands."

"Did you enjoy that? I mean didn't it hurt?"

"Hurt?" Jackie giggled. "No, it didn't hurt at all. Clayt's a gentleman. He’s not really rough. He's just aggressive. He was taking me Artie. It's fun to be taken by a strong powerful man."

"I see." Realizing that I could never be a strong powerful man like Mr. Taylor a twinge of sadness wormed its way into my mind. My mood change was reflected in my voice.

Noticing my momentary sorrow and understanding its cause, Jackie kissed my cheek and whispered; "Don't worry Artie, while men like Clayt are exciting, I wouldn’t want to spend my life with one of them. I want to share my life with a man who has a sweet, gentle soul; a man like you."

Smiling, I said; "You let Mr. Taylor fuck you tonight, but you came home to me."

"That's right. I'll always come home to you."

"I believe that."

"Would you like to fuck me tonight? You can."

"Aren't you too tired?"

"Artie, I have never been too tired for you. I did get confused and neglect you for a while. I still don't fully understand how that happened."

Jackie looked at me imploringly. "Please believe me when I tell you that it wasn't deliberate. I'll regret doing it for the rest of my life and I promise that I'll try as hard as I can to never let it happen again."

"I know. Your lady and I talked about that tonight. She has some interesting ideas about why it happened."

"Really? Will you tell me?"

"I will, but not tonight. Tonight we're having fun. Tonight all that matters is that you've made it clear to me that you didn't mean to neglect me and you regret doing it. I've already forgiven you for it."

"Have you Artie? Have you really?"

"Yes, I have."

Jackie smiled. "That's one of the reamisters you're such a special man. You're capable of forgiving, not many people are."

I shrugged. "It's just common sense to me. I love you. In a complicated situation you made a mistake. It was a mistake that I do believe you regret. I also believe you when you tell me that you’re going to try to avoid ever making that same mistake again. It seems to me that I have two choices. I can continue being angry which would ultimately destroy our marriage or I can forgive you and we can keep on loving each other. The second choice seems oh so preferable to me."

Hugging me, Jackie whispered; "Thank you Artie, thank you for being a wonderful man." And then she picked up my hand and placed it on her naked breast. "Wanna play with my tits studman? I'll suck your cock and then you can fuck me."

"Not tonight."

Jackie paused. After a moment she asked; "Why not tonight?"

"You just got home from a date with another man. Tonight I want to be your cuckold husband."

Stepping back, Jackie looked directly into my eyes and asked; "Are sure? Artie, I really don't want to neglect again."

"Yes, I'm very sure and you’re not neglecting me."

"Do you promise to fuck me tomorrow night?"

Laughing, I said; "Yes, I promise."

“Can I suck your cock too?’

“That would be wonderful.”

“Okay, tonight you can be my cuckold.”

“Thank you.”

Grinning, Jackie said; "You don’t have to thank me. I want you to be my cuckold tonight too."

"That was our original plan."

"I know, but we got distracted. That's my fault. Artie, I feel so guilty about what I did to you."

"I understand. It's only been a day and a half. It's going to take a little time to work everything out. I'm sure we will and I think one of the best ways to accomplish that goal is to enjoy our new life style. We both want it. We've already established that, so let's enjoy it."

Jackie stared at me. After a moment she smiled and asked; "Are you sure about that cuckboy?" There was malevolence in her voice that made all the nerves in my body tingle with excitement.

I bowed my head and submissively answered; "Yes ma'am, I am."

Stepping out of her high heels, Jackie said; "Cuckboy, get down on your knees and take off my slacks."

It was not a request.

Thank you sooooo much! !!
Droopy and Miss

GH,
Well worth waiting for. I really like the way you evolved the piece. You are really crafting this, and I appreciate the efforts you must be making, even though as always, they are not apparent. Classy. The higher authority is clearly a good influence. Read one, get one free. Thanks.

GH,
Artie's transition is so well thought out; I, for one, find it a very believable transformation. I look forward to your next segments as time and The Higher Authority allow. Thanks again.