Jackie and Artie

When I returned from the bathroom Jackie had the covers pulled up around her. The covers on what had been my side of the bed were neatly folded down. It was clearly an invitation. Still before getting into bed I politely asked, "Ms. Jacqueline, may I join you tonight?"

Jackie smiled. "Please do."

I slipped into bed next to her and pulled my covers up. As soon as I was settled Jackie scooted over so she was next to me. I extended my arm and she cuddled into my shoulder.

"I don't ever want to stop cuddling with you Artie."

"I like it too Jacqueline."

"Are you okay? I mean, was tonight okay?"

"I had a wonderful time."

"Even when I was with Clayt?"

"Even then."

"I'm glad. I had a wonderful time too."

There was a moment of silence and then Jackie said; "Artie."

"Yes."

"Earlier you said you wanted to make this our real life style, not just a game. Did you mean that?"

"Yes I did."

"When Ron comes over for our date on Saturday afternoon I want you to be my servant and I want him to know it."

I'd been expecting this and I'd already decided that I wanted to try it, but I still had concerns. "If he gets abusive or even makes demeaning comments to me, I'm not sure I'll be able to handle it."

"I know. I think I can control him. If it turns out I can't I'll make him leave."

"What if he refuses to leave?"

"That's easy, I'll threaten to call his wife and tell her everything. Artie, we don't have anything to hide. Ron is the only one who has to be afraid that his wife will find out about our parties."

"That's a good idea."

"I'll also tell Ron that if he's in the least bit impolite towards you, I'll make him leave and I'll never party with him again."

"Are you willing to carry that threat out?"

"You mean, would I hesitate to cut things off with Ron? Hell no. Married men who want a little regular action on the side are easy to find. Now I just have to add two additional requirements for my long term playmates."

"What are they?"

"They have to be polite to my little cuckie husband and once in a while they have to be willing to let him watch."

I gasped.

Jackie giggled. "I gather the idea appeals to you."

"Yes."

"I won't let you watch all the time. I think having you there might be a little bit distracting for both my playmate and me; but once in a while it would be fun, especially if you'd enjoy it too."

"I understand. Yes, I would enjoy it."

"Remember, I don't make Ron wear a condom."

"I remember."

"You know what that means."

"Yes, I think I do. Saturday I'll have clean up duties."

"That's right, will you do it?"

"Yes."

"While Ron watches?"

I also suspected this was coming. While Part of me was horrified by the offense I would suffer, another part of me was unbelievably excited about it. Again I asked, "Can you control Ron?"

"Damn right I can."

Taking a deep breath, I said; "All right, I'll do it."

Jackie grinned. "Artie, that's wonderful. Saturday is going to be so much fun. I can't wait."

"I think it will be fun too, but I have to admit that I'm a little nervous about it."

"The first time a hot wife entertains her current boyfriend at home her little cuckie husband should be nervous."

We both laughed. Jackie sat up, kissed my cheek and then she lay back down. "Good night Artie, I love you."

"I love you too Jacqueline."

I lay quietly, trying to fall arelax. I couldn't, there was a question that had been nagging me all evening. Finally I Realized that if I was going to have any chance at all to get some rest that night, I had to have at least a brief answer. I rolled over and said; "Ms. Jacqueline, I have something I need to ask you."

"It's late Artie, can't it wait until morning?"

"No I don't think it can."

Rolling over so that she was facing me, Jackie said; "You're wondering about the necklace I was wearing tonight. You mentioned it earlier. That's what's on your mind, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"I thought so. I'm sorry; I should have taken the time to tell you about it earlier. It's been an exciting evening. I just forgot. I wasn't trying to hide it from you. In fact I deliberately wore the necklace tonight so that you would see it. I intended to tell you about it, I really did."

"I believe you."

"Thanks, you know what my sister does for a living."

"Yes, she's some kind of investment counselor."

"That's true, but she's a special kind of investment counselor. She only takes extremely wealthy clients and she specializes in interesting investments."

"Interesting investments?"

"Wealthy people almost always have efficiently managed investment portfolios. They have all the high dividend yielding blue chip stocks they need. When they make new investments, they're looking for something that's going to pique their interest. Maybe a Broadway play, a new restaurant in Greenwich Village or a motion picture."

"Those are all risky investments."

"Yes they are, but we're talking about a group of clients who can afford to take an occasional loss. The thrill they get from being associated with a new four star New York City restaurant more than offsets the unpleasantness of a minor financial loss. Also, they aren't always losses, sometimes there are fabulous profits. A Broadway hit can earn its backers a fortune."

"And Natalie arranges those kinds of investments."

"Yes, she acts as a middle man."

"So what has this got to do with your necklace?"

"A little over a year ago Lionel Breckenridge came here to see Nattie."

"Who's Lionel Breckenridge?"

"He's a Hollywood producer. You may not have heard of him, but you've heard of the movies he produces. His last four films have all received Academy Award nominations for best picture of the year."

"All right, he's a Hollywood big shot."

Jackie laughed, "That's right. Anyway Nattie and Lionel are close business acquaintances. Nattie's clients are eager to invest in his films and Lionel is eager to take their money."

"I see."

"When Lionel came to town last year he and Nattie threw a party at the Kensington Grill for Nattie's investors. Lionel needed a date for the party and I was his date."

"And he gave you the necklace for being his date? That's a generous gift."

"Artie honey, that necklace is worth almost eight thousand dollars. Lionel’s generous, but he's not that generous."

"So why did he give you the necklace?"

"Actually Lionel didn't give me the necklace."

"So why are you telling me about him?"

"Let me tell you the story, it will all become clear."

"Okay."

"After the party Lionel, Nattie and I all went back to Nattie's town house, where we had a little private party for Lionel."

"I thought you and Nattie never had sex together."

"We don't. Lionel has some rather sophisticated sexual tastes. He's a voyeur, he likes to watch. Two black guys, Richie and Marcus joined us there. They belong to my mom's sex club. They're bisexual."

"I see."

"Artie, last night I told you that I've done some things that would shock you. This is one of them. Richie, Marcus and I put on a show for Lionel. Nattie was there two, but she was entertaining Lionel."

I slowly nodded.

Jackie watched me. After a moment she asked; "Artie, do you hate me?"

Shaking my head, I said; "No, not at all. That seems pretty harmless to me."

"Thank you Artie. I've done similar shows at my mom's sex club. So has Nattie and so has my mom."

"I thought the three of you never had sex in the same room."

"We don't, not when we're each with a partner. These are shows. Shows have boundaries. There are the participants and there is an audience. The audience never gets involved with the participants."

"Okay, I guess that makes sense. So how does the necklace fit into all of this?"

"Lionel loved the show and he was rather taken with me. Two weeks after that party Lionel called Nattie and explained that he was meeting a major investor at the investor’s mansion on Cape Cod. He asked Nattie to ask me if I might be willing to join him there. He explained that the investor and his wife had some very sophisticated sexual tastes. He'd told them about me, including the fact that I was a successful attorney. That intrigued them."

"I gather you agreed to go."

"Artie, I did. I wanted to help Nattie, I like Lionel and I was as curious about the investors as they were about me."

"I see."

"Artie, this was one of those times that I lied to you and I'm so sorry about that. Remember when I had to go to that weekend legal conference in Boston last year?"

I smiled. "You really went to Cape Cod, didn't you?"

"Yes; Artie, I did. I'm sorry; I couldn't tell you the truth."

"I know. Your lady and I talked about the lies earlier today. I understand the dilemma you were in. Frankly, if you hadn't lied we might not still be together and that would be awful."

"Thank you Artie, I think it would be too."

"Okay, so tell me about Cape Cod."

"Artie, you understand that in this life style people are discreet."

"You mean I shouldn't talk about this in the faculty lounge at school."

Jackie laughed. "I guess that's sort of what I meant."

"Don't worry, I'll be discreet."

"The couple in Cape Cod are Donald and Michelle Kline. They're billionaires and they're also unbelievably kinky. They're heavily into the same lifestyle that we're just beginning; only they're in graduate school and we're still in the second grade."

"You're telling me that this Donald Kline is a submissive cuckold."

"That's right."

"And his wife is a dominant hot wife."

"Exactly."

"Wow. So why did they invite you to Cape Cod?"

"They wanted me to party with them and Lionel wanted to watch."

"What happened?"

"It was a fabulous afternoon and evening. They're mansion is on a cliff overlooking the Atlantic Ocean."

"It sounds wonderful."

"It was. Michelle, her friend Tammy, Lionel and I spent the afternoon lounging on the patio while Little Donny waited on us."

"The billionaire?"

"Yes, but he's also Michelle's slave."

"Damn."

"Later he served us a dinner that he'd prepared. Artie we drank several bottles of wine that were absolutely incredible."

"It sounds like it was an amazing day."

"It was. After dinner we retired to their library where Lionel and Tammy drank cognac and watched Michelle and I play on the couch while Donny kneeled at Tammy's feet."

"Is Michelle a lesbian?"

"No, both Michelle and her friend Tammy are women like my lady, my sister and me. We love sex in almost all of its variations."

"And that Lionel guy just wanted to watch?"

"Pretty much, Tammy jacked him off during the show. Nattie did the same thing while he was watching Richie, Marcus and me at Nattie's town house."

"A hand job was all he wanted?"

"Artie, are you being judgmental about other people's sexual inclinations."

Suddenly realizing the hypocrisy of my question, I shook my head and said; "No, I'm just new at all of this."

Jackie nodded. "It's okay, I understand. Just try to remember that you have to keep an open mind."

"I will."

"Good."

Trying to sound sophisticated, I said; "The Klines sound like interesting people."

Laughing, Jackie said; "Listen to you, the Klines sound like interesting people. Artie, tell the truth. You're completely amazed by all of this, aren't you."

I sheepishly answered; "Yes, that's true, but I am interested. I really do want to learn more about this lifestyle."

"I'm glad."

"I wish I could have met the Klines."

"Maybe you still can. They invited me to come back. All I'd have to do is call them. If I tell them about you I'm sure they'd be eager to meet you." Jackie stared at me. After a moment she added, "You do understand that you'd be going as my slave."

A little tingle of excitement rippled through me. Trying to maintain both my composure and my dignity, I took a quick breath and said; "Yes, of course."

Jackie smiled and then she asked; "Would you like me to do that?"

"I think I would, but let's wait a little while. As you just pointed out, we're still in the second grade. Let's try to at least get to junior high before we start trying to play with experts."

Jackie nodded. "I think that's a good idea."

"So what about the necklace?"

"Oh yes; a week after I got back a package was delivered to my office. When I opened the package I found the necklace along with a note that said, 'Thanks for a wonderful afternoon and evening.' It was signed, Michelle and Donny."

"You said the necklace was worth eight thousand dollars."

"About that; it was made in Amsterdam. The diamonds are all real."

"Wow."

"Artie are you mad at me?"

I shook my head. "No, not at all."

"If you are we can sell the necklace."

"Why would we do that? We don't need the money and it's a beautiful piece of jewelry."

"Thank you Artie. I really would like to keep it."

"My only concern is that someone might see it and try to rob you. You could get hurt in the process."

"I only wear it when I'm going to the Goldenrod. The businessmen there aren't going to rob me and the hotels are all within a block of the restaurant. The street is well lit and heavily patrolled by the police. The convention trade is important to the city. They don't want any crime."

"Okay."

"Thank you Artie. Do you have any more questions about the necklace?"

"No, now I understand how you got it. I was worried that it was a gift from some big cocked wealthy tycoon who was madly in love with you."

"Artie honey, I'm afraid you're stuck with me. I'm not going to leave you for money and I'm sure as hell not going to leave you for a bigger cock."

Jackie paused for a moment and then she said, "I do have to admit that if a guy with a really hot pickup truck comes by you might be history."

I laughed. "I always suspected you had a soft spot for guys who drive big pickup trucks."

"Are you ready to go to relax now?"

I knew Jackie was tired. I was tired too, but there was one more question I needed to ask before I could go to relax.

"Ms. Jacqueline, I'm sorry, but before we go to relax there is one more question I'd like to discuss with you."

"Artie, it really is late. Can't it wait until morning?"

"I'm sorry Ms. Jacqueline, but it really can't."

"Okay, go ahead and ask."

"You enjoyed Mr. Taylor tonight, didn't you?"

"Yes Artie, I did. I already told you that."

"I know, I just wanted to reconfirm it."

"I did, can we go to relax now."

"Please bear with me for another minute."

Sighing, Jackie said; "Okay."

"You told me that he had a big thick cock and he knew how to use it."

"Yes that's exactly what I told you."

"Do you wish you could see him again?"

"Sure, He was fun. I’d love to party with him again, but I won't be able to do that. He's leaving town Friday afternoon."

"That means he'll still be here tomorrow evening."

"Artie, I'm going to spend tomorrow evening with you and the girls." Jackie paused. For a moment she was silent and then she sat up and looked at me. "Artie, do you want me to get together with Clayt tomorrow night?"

"Yes I do. If he was good, I can’t think of any reamister you shouldn't try to enjoy him one more time before he leaves on Friday."

"What about you and the girls?"

"The girls will be fine. This won't be the first time you've been out two nights in a row. I'll be at home. I'll take care of them and make sure they have a nice evening. You’ll be home Friday night and all weekend. That will give plenty of opportunities to spend time with the girls."

"Ron is coming over Saturday afternoon."

"Yes, but he'll leave before supper, won't he?"

"Of course."

"That means you’ll be able to spend all of Saturday evening with the girls."

"What about you Artie? I want to spend some time with you too." Jackie smiled. "Especially some permisteral time."

"We'll have Friday night and all weekend too. The girls go to bed early. That will give us plenty of permisteral time. You also won't have to be out that late tomorrow night."

"What do you mean?"

"You already know Clayt. I'm sure you remember his room number. You can call him and set up a date. You won't have to waste time going to the Goldenrod."

"Are you're suggesting that I meet Clayt at his hotel room?"

"Last night you told me that sometimes men you've met before will call you when they visit here again. Don't you meet them at their hotel room?"

"Yes, but Artie; I don't want to push you too hard."

"You're not. We both want this lifestyle. Tonight I got to watch you meet a man in a bar who took you up to his hotel room for sex. That was unbelievably exciting for me. If you get together with Mr. Taylor tomorrow evening I'm going to have my first experience as a cuckold husband who has to stay home and take care of the youngren while his hot wife is out on a date with another man."

"And that will excite you?"

Sighing, I said; "Yes Ms. Jacqueline, it will."

"I'm sorry Artie. I know it embarrasses you when I ask questions like that. I have to do it. While I may be more sexually sophisticated than you are, this lifestyle is just as new to me as it is to you. Actually you know more about it than I do. You've been reading about it on the Internet for a couple of years. I was introduced to it yesterday."

"I know, it's just that when you ask me those questions I feel like you're judging me."

"I'm not Artie. My mom and Nattie aren't either. We also live a life that many people are eager to condemn. We're just as sensitive about being judged as you are. Our problem, which you so deftly expressed earlier, is that we view the world from different perspectives. My mom, Nattie and I are all dominants. We're not submissive. It's hard for us to understand some of the things that excite you."

I smiled. "It's going to take us time, a lot of honest communication and some serious effort before we're both completely comfortable with our new life."

"I think you're right, but I want to try. I think it will be worth it."

"I do too."

"All right, let's get back to the question of the moment. Do you really want me to get together with Clayt tomorrow night?"

"I do. Now that we've both made the decision to adopt this life I want to start experiencing it."

"You're sure?"

"I'm very sure."

"I would enjoy partying with Clayt again and I have an easy day tomorrow. If he's willing, I could meet him at his hotel room as early as six o'clock. We can have a good time and I'll still be home by 8:30 at the latest."

"You should do it. I want you to do it."

"All my date clothes are at my mom's. That means I won't be able to come home before my date. I'll have to go to my mom's instead."

"I'll like it when you have those clothes here. I would love to watch you get ready for a date."

"Would you really?"

"Oh yes."

"I think that would be pretty hot too." Jackie smiled at me for a moment and then she said; "Last chance to back out."

"I don't want to back out."

Grinning, Jackie said; "Okay, I'll call Clayt in the morning."

"Is there any way you could let me know if you do have a date? Maybe you could call your mom and I could call her during the day."

"You can call my mom, she'd love to talk to you; but I'll call your school a leave a message for you. I tell the office secretary to tell you that I have a date with a hot guy after work and I'll be a little late getting home."

I stared at Jackie in horror.

She winked at me. "I'm just teasing you cuckboy. I'll tell them I have a late meeting."

Laughing, I said; "Actually the first idea is kind of hot, but I think it might make life a little too complicated."

Jackie nodded. "I agree, let's go with plan B."

"I like plan B."

"So it's decided, I'm going to try to get together with Clayt tomorrow after work and you're okay with that?"

"I'm definitely okay with that."

Giggling, Jackie said; "That gives me a little something extra to look forward to during my day tomorrow." She paused and looked at me. "I'm sorry, does it upset you if I say things like that."

"You mean telling me that the prospect of sex with a hot guy brightens your day? Maybe a little, but I'm a submissive masochist. A little taunting brightens my day."

"Artie, we really are going to have fun together." Jackie threw her arms around me and kissed me hard on the lips. We hugged each other for a moment and then she whispered, "Are you ready to go to relax now."

"Yes, I really am. I'm tired."

"I'm too. It's been an amazing day, but now it's time to end it."

I Pulled the covers up.

Jackie cuddled up next to me and said; "Good night Cuckboy."

Grinning, I said; "Good night Ms. Jacqueline."

"My pussy tingles when you call me Ms. Jacqueline."

"I thought you were tired."

"I am tired, but I'm also a sex crazed slut."

"Go to relax. You'll you have more fun with Mr. Taylor tomorrow if you’re well rested."

"Mmmm, Clayt's cock, now there's something to dream about."

"Good night Ms. Jacqueline."

"Goodnight cuckie." Jackie giggled. I did too.

Well now things are starting to move along nicely, I cant wait till cuckboy is licking Connie and Natties pussies and asse's

Well done G.H.

thanks

Ajax.

Great. Love it. Can't wait to read more. Thank you.

GH, you've been busy. Really great segments. Looking forward to Saturday.

GH,
Not everyone can paint a broad canvas. You can. Well. Thanks....

time for a bump

another bump for a truly great story

Ajax, bumnote, Timmy and Peak

Thanks for the comments. Lisa and I have been doiing some cross country traveling so writing time has been limited. Tonight Lisa flew up to Eugene Oregon to visit a friend while I drive back to Arizona. We wrote this next segment during several nights in motels. It's not long, but it's what we have.

GH

Like most American high school teachers, I have a preparation period. Mine was the third hour of the day. As soon as my period two class was gone I cleared my desk and walked directly to the school office. All morning I’d been thinking about Jackie's possible date with Mr. Taylor that evening. I was eager to find out if she'd left me a message. I was dying to know if it was really going to happen.

As I entered the office Edie Raymond, the head secretary said; "Mr. Hammond your wife called. There's a message in your P.O. box."

My heart racing, I hurried to the mail room. There was a single folded yellow slip of paper in my mailbox. I took it out and opened it. The message was written in Edie's neat handwriting.

"Mr. Hammond,

Your wife called. She has a business meeting tonight. She probably won't be home until 8:00 or 8:30.

She also asked you to call her lady.

E.R."

My breath caught. That night I was going to be a cuckold husband staying home and taking care of the kids while his hot wife played with another man.

I folded the note. As I put it in my pocket I thought to myself that this wasn't the first time this had happened. It was just the first time I knew about it.

I walked back to my empty classroom, locked the door, sat down at my desk, took out my cell phone and called Connie.

She picked up on the third ring. "Hi Cowboy."

"Hello Ms. Constance."

"Ms. Constance, I like that. You're learning to be deferential with your superiors."

"Yes ma'am."

"I gather that you're in a place where you can talk freely."

"Yes ma'am. This is my prep period. I'm alone in my classroom. The door is locked."

"Cuckboy, I understand that you actually encouraged Jackie to meet Clayt again tonight."

"Yes Constance, I did. She enjoyed him last night. Since he's only going to be here for one more night I thought that she should take advantage of the opportunity to enjoy him again."

"That was very thoughtful of you. You’re a good husband. Your wife appreciates your consideration. Actually, she’s excited. Jackie told me that Clayt has a beautiful big cock. She can't wait to play with it again. Cuckboy, you do understand that some men have cocks that women find particularly irresistible."

"Yes, ma'am, I do understand that."

"And Clayt is one of those men."

"Yes."

"Your wife loved sucking him."

"She told me that."

"How do you feel about that cuckboy?"

"I'm envious Ms. Constance."

There was a pause. After a moment Connie said; “Time out."

Unsure about how to respond, I waited.

Connie said, "Artie, Jackie told me about this new rule the two of you devised. I think it’s a great idea. Can we talk for a minute?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Artie, during a timeout, you can call me Connie."

"Thank you Connie."

"Sweetheart, how are you doing?"

"Okay, I guess."

"I guess? That's a bit of a qualifier."

"The other men hurt a little bit, but I'm a masochist. That's also part of the fun."

"It's complicated, isn't it Artie."

"Yes Connie, it is."

"If it would help you, Jackie is very willing to take a break for a while. She loves you. Actually, she loves you so much that she's willing to try to give up the other men. While I'm not sure she can do that, she's willing to try."

"I don't want her to do that."

"Artie, are you sure? All three of us love you. We want you to be happy. Hell, if it will help, Nattie and I could take a break from other men too. Would you like that Artie? Would you enjoy being center of attention for three women?"

I laughed. "Connie, while that sounds unbelievably exciting, I don't think it's necessary. This is the role I want. It might take me a little time to fully adapt to it, but I want to try."

"Okay, I just want to be sure that were not pushing you too hard. Jackie's worried about that; so am I and Nattie is too."

"Thanks for being concerned, but I think everything going fine."

"Good, that makes me happy. There was a pause and then Connie said; "Cuckboy, I understand that you have an assignment while Jackie is out tonight."

Realizing that Jackie had most likely told her lady everything we'd talked about the previous night, I quietly said; "Yes ma'am."

"Would you like some help? I have a date, but he's not picking me up until 8:00. I could call Phil and ask him to pick me up at your house."

"I ah..."

"Artie honey, you've been told to shave. Have you ever shaved your legs, your underarms or your pubic area? I shave those areas nearly every day. I can help you."

"But..."

"I can help you Artie. I can make this easier for you. You also told Jackie that you'd like to help her get ready for her dates. Have you ever assisted a woman who was preparing to meet a man?"

Sheepishly, I answered; "No."

"Of course not. Tonight you could help me prepare for my date with Phil. When it’s time for you to do that for Jackie, a little experience might be helpful."

"I think I can handle the shaving part. I've watched Jackie shave her legs a number of times."

"I'll bet you have."

"Constance, can I tell you something funny." I wasn't sure if we were still on a time-out. It didn't matter. Frankly I enjoyed being deferential to Connie, Jackie and Nattie."

"Sure sweetheart, you can tell me anything."

"Now I realize that some of those times Jacqueline was shaving her legs for another man."

"I'm sure that's true."

"That excites me Constance."

There was a short pause and then Connie said; "Artie honey, you really are the perfect husband."

I smiled.

"Artie, please let me help you. I could at least watch the girls while you shave."

"That would make it easier."

"And I could show you how to help Jackie get ready for a date."

"That's true, but I'm not sure about this guy Phil picking you up at our house. I mean, what will the neighbors think?"

"Sweetie, I'm your unmarried lady-in-law. I'm not your wife. Your neighbors aren't going to care at all if a man picks me up at your house."

"Okay, but what about this Phil guy. How much does he know?"

"He knows everything. I've already told him."

"Connie!"

"Artie relax. Phil is a nice guy. He's part of our sex club. He's not judgmental. He loves fantasies. He knows several cuckolds. They're members of our sex club too. He enjoys learning about the sexual quirks that different people have and loves acting them out. Actually I think that might be his quirk."

"Constance, do you have a quirk"

Artie honey, Jackie, Nattie and I all have a huge quirk."

"What is it?"

"We love being sluts."

"Yeah, I guess I already knew about that one."

"And we're developing a new quirk."

"Tell me."

"Sexual domination."

My breath caught.

Laughing, Connie said; "That spins your dobber, doesn't it cowboy."

Quietly, I answered; "Yes Ms. Constance, it does."

"Good, because it makes my pussy drip."

GH, thank you for a wonderful segment. These conversations are always very interesting. I think our friend has quite an evening ahead of him.

Love how all the relationships are coming together.
Great work.
Droopy and Miss

Very nice work!
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

That spun my dobber too! Great Story! Keep going!

Thanks for the segment G.H. it is much appreciated, enjoy your travels and free time and we will all still be here when you eventually get around to writing more.

Ajax,

GH,
Another lovely section. You are getting the balance just right at the moment. I noticed that you again gave Lisa a writing credit. In my head I'd like to think that there is a little bit of her in Constance. I'm sure you would like that too..

Thanks again GH. Oh that fine line you tread so well.

Timmy

As always, thank you.

Shankly

I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Thanks for taking a moment to tell me.

Donna

Thanks again

Tef

Thank you, you're an outstanding writer. I appreciate your comment.

Peak

Thanks and yes, Lisa loves to edit and at times revise what I write. We also discuss the stories as they are developing. Is there a little bit of Lisa in Connie? Absolutely, but there is also a little bit of some other mature women we know who are into this life style. Our stories are an assemblage of our experiences and the people we've met.

Zinc

Thank you

Again, everyone; thank you

GH

For a moment we were both silent and then Connie said; "Hey Cowboy, are you okay?"

"Yes Connie, I'm fine."

"I didn't offend you, did I?"

"No ma'am, I don't believe you could offend me."

"Would you like my help this evening?"

"That would be nice. Would you like to have dinner with the girls and me? We're having spaghetti."

"Dinner with the girls two nights in a row, I'll never pass up that opportunity."

"What time can you be here?"

"I get off work at 4:30. I'll need to stop at my house and pick up a few things. Jackie is coming to my house at 5:00 to get ready for her date with Clayt. She doesn't need my help. I can be at your house by 5:15."

"Great, I'll have dinner ready at 5:30. After dinner you can play with the girls while I shave."

"Can Phil pick me up at your house?"

"Yes Constance, he can." The reluctance in my voice was readily apparent.

Connie said; "Artie, don't worry; you can trust Phil. It will be fun."

"Okay, I’ll try."

"Artie, I have to go. I'll see you at 5:15."

"Bye Connie."

"Bye Artie."

After I set my phone down I sat back in my desk chair and took a deep breath. My new life as a knowing cuckold was rapidly materializing. While it was exciting, it was also a little scary. That night my wife was going to meet a man in a hotel room for sex. Now another man, a man I'd never met, a man who would know what my wife was doing and also know that I knew it too; was coming to my house. It was going to be humiliating, but it was also going to be thrilling.

I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 10:25. My fourth hour students would be arriving in fifteen minutes. I still had one task to complete. I picked up my cell phone and punched in the number for the registrar’s office at Kelroy College. I didn't need to look it up. I knew it. During my first two years at Kelroy I worked as a student assistant in the registrar’s office. It was part of my financial aid package.

The phone rang. After a moment a voice said; "Kelroy College registrar’s office." It was another student assistant.

I said, "Could I please speak with Gladys Martin?"

"May I please ask who’ s calling."

"Artie Hammond."

"Please hold."

Gladys Martin had been the head clerk in the registrar’s office at Kelroy College for more than forty years. By now she had to be at least seventy.

"Artie Hammond, how are you?"

"I'm fine Gladys, how are you?"

"The students are still driving me crazy."

"Gladys, you love the students."

"Yes Artie, I do and that's why I can never retire."

"Gladys, I need a favor."

"I'll try."

"I'm trying to locate an ex Kelroy student. He didn't graduate. His name is Milton Craig. He was at Kelroy during the 1995 and 96 school years."

"Let me check the computer."

I waited. After about a minute Gladys said; "Yes, he was at Kelroy for a year and a half. He left after the fall semester of his sophomore year. The last address we have for him is in White Plains, New York. That was probably his parents address. I also have a telephone number."

Gladys gave me the address and telephone number.

When I was finished writing them down she said; "Artie, we have a request for records from Renfro College in Baylor, Connecticut. He transferred. If the address and telephone number I gave you don't help, you might try calling them."

"Thanks Gladys."

"Artie, I hope you're not doing anything that might get me into trouble. I really shouldn't have released this information to you."

"Don't worry Gladys, this is purely social."

"I thought so, but I had to ask. Artie, are you still married?"

"I am Gladys."

"Good, I worry about you sometimes. Your wife was a wild one while she was here."

"I know Gladys. Don't worry, we're doing fine."

"I'm glad Artie. I always liked you. I want you to be happy."

"I always liked you too Gladys."

"Is there anything else I can do for you Artie?"

"No, you were a wonderful help. Thank you very much."

"Artie, I'd better get going. It's a madhouse around here. My student assistants are going crazy."

Laughing I said; "Things never change, do they Gladys."

"No Artie, they don't."

"Bye Gladys, thanks for your help."

"You're welcome Artie. It was nice to hear from you."

After Gladys hung up I shut off my cell phone, locked it in my desk drawer and hurried into the hallway where I stood next to my door. Third hour was about to end. During passing time I needed to help police the corridors.

I spent the rest of the day teaching, but as soon as my last class ended I opened my desk, took out my cell phone and called the telephone number Gladys had given me.

An elderly woman answered.

"Hello."

"Ma'am, I'm looking for Milton Craig."

"Is there some sort of a problem?"

"No not at all. I'm a friend of his from Kelroy College." I lied, but it was a little white lie.

"What's your name?"

"Artie Hammond."

"Miltie has never mentioned you Artie. Were you close friends?"

"Not really, actually he was a friend of a friend of mine and I'm trying to locate him for her." Lying to this woman was difficult.

"A girl? Miltie doesn't have many female friends. He's kind of shy."

"Yes, I understand that. I have the same problem."

"Artie, you seem like a nice young man so I'm going to trust you. Miltie is my mister. He doesn't live here anymore, but I can give you his cell phone number."

"Mrs. Craig, is that correct?"

"Yes Artie, I am Mrs. Craig, but you can call me Mavis."

"Thank you Mavis."

"Do you have a pencil and paper?"

"Yes Mavis, I do."

After Mavis Craig gave me her mister's cell phone number, she said; "Miltie is so shy, I really would love to see him have some female friends."

"Mavis, I know that my friend would very much like be his friend again."

"Oh Artie; I hope so, I really do."

Matchmaker, matchmaker...

Maybe Artie is going to get company in his journey.

Thanks GH for another great segment.

Timmy

We'll have to see what happens. Thanks for the comment.

GH

This is a short segment, but I thought it was best to present it on it's own. I'm working on the following segment right now and hope to be able to post it tonight or tomorrow morning.

After I ended my call to Mavis Craig I set my cell phone on my desk, closed my eyes and took a moment to think. Finding Milton Craig was most likely going to be the easiest part of this task. I was quite certain that getting him to listen to me and then convincing him that Natalie really did want to make amends for the way she'd treated him a dozen years earlier was going to be much more difficult.

Difficult or not, I knew I had to try. Taking a deep breath, I picked up my cell phone and punched in the number Mavis Craig had given me.

After two rings a man's voice said; "Milton Craig."

"Mr. Craig, my name is Arthur Hammond."

"What can I do for you Mr. Hammond?"

"I'm calling on behalf of a mutual friend. Actually she's my sister-in-law."

"Your sister-in-law? And exactly who is this mystery friend."

I took another deep breath and said; "Natalie Reid."

The silence was deafening, but Miltie didn't hang up. I took that as a positive sign.

After a moment he said; "Natalie Reid is no friend of mine." While his voice dripped with bitterness, he was still talking to me; another good sign.

"She would like to be your friend and she would like to apologize for the way she treated you while you were at Kelroy."

"Why? Natalie is a beautiful woman and way out of my league. She thinks I'm a pathetic wimp. She made that clear to me a long time ago."

"Mr. Craig, Natalie thinks you were a bright, kind, loving man."

"Mr. Hammond her treatment of me would suggest otherwise."

"The way she treated you has nothing to do with her opinion of you."

"That doesn't make any sense."

"Natalie is a sexually adventurous woman. So is her sister, Jacqueline. Jacqueline is my wife. Both of them enjoy sex in all of its variations."

"All right, Natalie enjoys sex and I gather you're telling me that your wife does too. What has that got to do with me? As I said earlier, Natalie is a beautiful woman. I'm sure she has lots of handsome men pursuing her. She doesn't need me."

"She is a beautiful woman and she does get all the dates she wants. So does my wife."

"Are you telling me that your wife dates other men?"

"Yes Mr. Craig, I am."

There was a moment of silence and then Miltie asked; "Why are you telling me this?"

"Have you ever encountered the cuckold web sites on the Internet?"

"Mr. Hammond, this conversation is taking an unsavory turn."

Sensing that I was losing Miltie, I said; "Mr. Craig, I am submissive to my dominant wife. She openly parties with other men and I obediently serve her. It's a lifestyle that we both love."

"Mr. Hammond, please! This is embarrassing."

Fully aware that Miltie was about to end our conversation, I made one last desperate attempt to communicate my message. "Mr. Craig when you think about that fateful evening years ago do you get excited?"

"That's enough! Good bye Mr. Hammond. Please don't try to contact me again." Miltie ended the call.

Sighing, I set my cell phone down on my desk. At least I could tell Natalie that I tried.

I turned my attention to the stack of essays on my desk. The assignment had been to discuss the first story in John Steinbeck's novel, "The Red Pony". I picked up the paper on the top of the stack and began to read.

I'd just finished reading the third paper in the stack when my cell phone rang. I picked it up and said; "Artie Hammond."

"Yes." It was Milton Craig.

"Yes?"

"Yes I have encountered the cuckold web sites on the Internet. I visit them all the time. They're my favorite sites."

I smiled. "Mine too."

"And yes, when I think about that night I do get excited. I fantasize about it all the time. Does your wife really date other men?"

"Yes she does. Last night she met a man in a bar who's here for a building trades show. They spent two hours together in his hotel room."

"And they, you know, did it?"

"Three times."

"And you're okay with that?"

"Yes, yes I am. Actually she’s going to get together with him again tonight. It was my suggestion."

"Damn, do you ever get to watch?"

"Mr. Craig..."

"I think we've reached a point where you should start calling me Miltie. Can I call you Artie?"

"Yes Miltie, I'd like that."

"So Artie, do you get to watch?"

"Not yet."

"Not yet? I don't understand."

"Miltie I just learned about my wife's infidelity the day before yesterday."

"Now I really don't understand."

"I guess I knew; at Kelroy Jacqueline had the same reputation as her sister."

"Nattie did have a reputation for being easy. I guess that was one of the reamisters I was so attracted to her."

"I think that was one of the reamisters I was attracted to Jacqueline too."

"So how did you find out for sure?"

"I came home from work unexpectedly and found Jackie in bed with another man."

"And you were cool with that?"

"Not really. At first I was shocked, hurt and angry. I came close to leaving Jackie. I didn't. I couldn't. The thought of leaving the girls was unbearable."

"The girls? You have youngren?"

"Yes, two; Cassie is seven and Monica is six."

"Are you sure they're your..." Miltie stopped himself. "I'm sorry Artie, that's an inappropriate question."

"Miltie, it's okay. Yes I am sure they're mine. Jacqueline had their DNA tested."

"She was concerned?"

"I guess so."

"So why did you change your mind about leaving?"

"Jacqueline and I talked. She convinced me that she loves only me. The other men are just fun and games."

"And you accepted that?"

"I believe it's true. I've also been visiting cuckold web sites for several years. I mentioned earlier that I was aware of Jacqueline's reputation at Kelroy. I think subconsciously I've always known that she was partying with other men."

"Partying with other men, I like that."

"I think it's an accurate description of what Natalie and Jacqueline are doing."

"You call them Natalie and Jacqueline rather than Nattie and Jackie, why?"

"They're superiors. I'm a submissive. It's an expression of my respect for their dominant positions."

"Damn, have you always been submissive to Jacqueline?"

"Prior to this week it wasn't formally acknowledged by either of us, but Jacqueline has always been the dominant partner in our marriage. There's never been any doubt about that. She's a highly paid attorney. Her career has always comes first. I do all of the housework and take care of the youngren while she manages the household finances and makes all of the major decisions. I guess you could say that we've always had a wife led marriage. Now we’re just defining our roles a little more strictly."

"And you're happy with that?"

"More than you can possibly imagine. I feel like I was born to serve Jacqueline."

"What about your youngren? Do they know about this?"

"Absolutely not; youngren shouldn't be exposed to the sexual inclinations of their parents."

"What about Jacqueline and Natalie's lady? Is she aware of the true nature of your relationship?"

"Constance? Oh yes; she's every bit as sexually adventurous as her flowers."

"And your mom and dad? Do they know?"

"My mom and dad died in a car accident when I was five. I was raised by my Aunt. She doesn't know. She wouldn't understand."

"My mom would never be able to understand either."

There was a pause and then Miltie said; "A moment ago when I asked if you were ever allowed to watch you answered, not yet. Are you hoping to be able to watch?"

"Eventually, I'm going to have an opportunity this Saturday. I'm still not certain if I want to take advantage of it."

"Why not?"

"For the same reamister you stormed out of Natalie's apartment that night."

"Admitting that you're a submissive masochistic wimp who gets off on watching other men play with his wife isn't easy."

"That's right; especially admitting it to other men."

Miltie said; "I hope I didn't offend you by saying that."

"No, that's okay. I'm coming to grips with it."

"I'm envious of you."

"You want to be a submissive masochistic wimp too?"

"I never thought I'd admit it to anyone; but yes, yes I do."

"I think it's easier to admit it when the other permister shares that same desire."

"I agree."

"You know you do have a possible opportunity."

"You mean with Natalie?"

"She really does like you."

"That's hard to believe. At the end she was unbelievably mean and nasty to me."

"Natalie is a natural dominant. It's part of her basic character. I'm naturally subservient. It's part of my basic character. I gather it's also part of yours. Jacqueline and Constance are also natural dominants. I'm sure you were drawn to Natalie because of her dominant nature and she was drawn to you because of your submissive nature."

"Of course."

"As your relationship developed Natalie realized that she could control you and make you submit to indignities that the other young men she knew would never tolerate. Actually I'll bet that you not only tolerated it, you enjoyed it; at least at first."

"That's true. At first it was exciting, but then it got out of hand. She was mean."

"She was young. She enjoyed the power she had over you, but she didn't understand it. She didn't realize that she also had to make you feel loved and secure. Last night I sat in a downtown bar and watched my wife pick up a playmate for the evening."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Natalie was so concerned about how I might react to what I saw that she sat with me and held my hand the entire time Jacqueline was flirting with her date"

"She did that?"

"Yes, that was when she told me about you. She learned a lot from that experience and she feels terrible about what she did to you."

"I let her do it."

"I know, and I'm one of the few people who can understand why."

"I wish I could talk to her."

"I'm sure I could arrange that."

"Could you give me her telephone number? I’ll call her."

"I think this first time it might be better if she called you. After all, she is the one who wants to apologize. She's also a dominant and you're a submissive. It doesn't seem appropriate for you to take the lead."

"Yes of course. Do you really think she might call me?"

"She will if I call her and tell her that you're hoping she'll contact you."

"Would you do that for me?"

"That was why I called you today."

"Of course it was." Miltie paused for a moment and then he said; "May I ask when you might call her?"

"Miltie I'm another submissive. You don't need to be deferential towards me."

"I'm sorry; it's kind of in my nature to be that way."

"I understand. I'll call her as soon as I'm done talking to you. If she doesn't answer her telephone or she can't call you right away I'll call you back and let you know what's happening."

"Thank you Artie, I really appreciate this."

"Miltie, it has been my pleasure."

"Artie, I'm a librarian. I don't make very much money. I'm afraid that might be a problem for Natalie."

"Miltie my friend, Natalie is a successful investment broker. Money is the least of her concerns. Besides, she's a dominant. She should make more money than you do."

"Artie, this is really exciting."

Miltie, I'm going to hang up now. Keep your telephone with you."

"I will Artie."

Two great segments. Must have been quite a shock for Miltie to get that phone call. Looks like we might have a "double track" story in development. Sorry couldn't help that rail road comment.

I'm loving it.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

GH, thanks for the story. Fabulously crafted and keeps me desperate for the next instalment!

GH,
This onion is peeling just fine. You have clearly thought very clearly about how to craft this plot. The hard work shows through in the story so far. Excellent, really good. I like it. Thanks

Timmy, Donna David and Peak

Thanks for the comments. I haven't had so much fun writing in a long time.

GH

As soon as I ended the call to Miltie I dialed Natalie.

She answered after one ring. "Hi Artie, what a pleasant surprise." Her caller ID had obviously identified me.

"Hi Natalie, did I catch you at a good time?"

"Sweetheart, for you it's always a good time. What's up?"

Deciding that there wasn't any reamister to waste time I said; "I just finished talking to Milton Craig."

There was a moment of silence and then Nattie said; "Artie what did you just say?"

"I just finished talking to Milton Craig."

"Milton Craig? My Milton Craig?"

"Yes."

"How? Why?"

"As to how, remember I used to work in the registrar's office at Kelroy."

"Gladys Martin gave you his number, didn't she?"

"Actually, she gave me his lady's number. His lady gave me his number."

Nattie laughed. "Artie honey, you are amazing."

"As to why..."

"Never mind, I know why. You're the most wonderful brother in-law in the entire world. Last night you actually listened to me. Artie, do you know how rare that is? These days almost no one listens to anything anyone else says."

"I do."

"I know and that's one of the eighteen billion reamisters that Jackie, Connie and I are so madly in love with you."

"That's a lot of reamisters."

"Don't be a wise guy. I own a whip."

"Really?"

"Damn right and if you're not nice to me I'll lend it to Jackie."

"Is that a promise?"

Nattie laughed. "That's right, you're a masochist. You'd enjoy a session with a whip; especially if Jackie was naked."

"Thigh high black leather boots would be nice too."

"Oh yes, they would add a little pizzazz. After every stroke of my whip I'd make you kiss the toes of my boots and beg for another lash."

"I thought Jackie was wielding the whip."

"Sorry, the situation got so exciting that I had to insert myself into it."

Grinning, I said; "Nattie, you do have an evil side." I'd deliberately called her Nattie.

Sighing, she said; "I know Artie and sometimes it scares me."

"You also have a wonderful loving side and as long as you never lose sight of that you'll be just fine."

"Are you sure Artie?"

"Yes Nattie, I'm positive."

"Artie I love you. Is that okay?"

"Of course it's okay. I love you too."

"Thank you Artie."

"For what?"

"For believing in me. Most people think I'm just a cold hearted bitch who likes to fuck."

"Those people don't know you very well."

"I do have an evil side."

"I know, but your loving side offsets it nicely."

"Will you help me remember that Artie?"

"I will, but I think Miltie Craig might like to apply for that job too."

"Do you really think so Artie? Before he left Kelroy he wouldn't even make eye contact with me."

He was hurt and angry. He was also mad at himself."

"Mad at himself? He didn't do anything wrong."

"He enjoyed what you were doing to him."

"I don't understand. If he was enjoying it, why did he get so angry?"

"Nattie, Miltie and I are both submissive masochists. Many people equate that with being a pathetic wimp."

"Artie you're not a pathetic wimp, neither is Miltie; but I think I understand. I'm a slut, society doesn't look kindly at me either."

"Realizing and then accepting the fact that you fall outside society's ridged norms can be difficult."

"Especially when you're young. Miltie and I met too soon. I didn't know how to control my sadistic side. Hell I didn't even understand it and Miltie wasn't yet ready to accept his submissive masochistic desires."

"I think that's probably a pretty accurate interpretation of what happened."

"Artie, I'm scared."

"Are you afraid that you still might not be able to control your sadistic side?"

"Yes, what if I hurt Miltie again. That would be awful."

"Jackie and I are struggling with that same issue. Pushing my limits is fun for both of us, but Jackie is afraid that she might go too far and hurt me or even worse, drive me away. I still haven't fully accepted my masochism, so there are times when I'm more sensitive than normal which makes me a little unpredictable."

"That's why you set up the time out rule."

"Yes, we both think good communication is our best safeguard."

"If I do get together with Miltie, will you help us?

"Of course I will. Jackie and Connie will too just like you and Connie are helping Jackie and me. We'll always be there for each other."

"Promise?"

"Yes I promise."

"Artie, you're the first man who's ever actually cared about me. My man, I guess he really wasn't my man, but I thought he was. Anyway, he made me stop using his name. I had to take my mom's name instead."

"That hurt, didn't it."

"I can't begin to describe how much it hurt."

"I think Miltie cared about you."

"I do too and I'm beginning to understand that's one of the reamisters I was so mean to him."

"Were you afraid of getting hurt again?"

"I think I was." Nattie's voice was a barely audible whisper."

"Nattie, no matter what happens; Jackie, Connie and I will always love you."

"Thank you Artie, I believe you and you can't imagine how much that means to me."

"I think I can. My mom and dad were *******ed in a car accident when I was five. I thought my world had ended, but then my Aunt Edie stepped in and the first thing she did was make sure I knew that she loved me. Being loved is so important."

"But it's just as important to love. Artie, I want to be able to love."

"Daring to love is a risk. If you want to love you're going to have to risk getting hurt."

"If I fall on my face will you promise to help me get up again?"

"I told you that I'll always be there for you Nattie and I meant it. Connie and Jackie will be there to help you too. Call Miltie, he's waiting."

"Right now?"

"Is there ever going to be a better time?"

"No, you're right. I need to call him now."

"Call me and let me know how it went."

"Okay." There was a pause. After a moment Nattie said; "Artie."

"Yes."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now hang up and call Miltie."

Laughing, Nattie said; "Bye Artie, wish me luck."

"Bye Nattie, good luck."