The end of the party

I watched with rapt fascination as Chet slowly pushed his huge cock into my wife.

I naively wondered if it might actually be hurting Lisa. The expression on her face quickly answered that question. Lisa's eyes were closed and there was a slight smile at the corners of her mouth. She was enjoying every inch of her boyfriend's erect penis as it slowly penetrated deeper and deeper into her womb.

Once Chet had his cock all the way inside my wife he stopped moving. For a brief moment both of them lay perfectly still. It seemed as if the they were stopping to enjoy the simple pleasure they were getting from their intimate union.

Just when I was starting to wonder how long they were going to lay like this I noticed Chet start to slowly pull his cock out of my wife. He only removed about an inch and then he gently pushed it back into her. As soon as he was all the way back in, he drew it out again. The next time he pushed it back in my wife cooed with delight.

Chet quickly fell into a nice easy rhythm.

A little burst of excitement rippled through my body when I realized that Chet was fucking my wife right in front of me.

Chet kept fucking Lisa. Neither of them seemed to be in a rush. I had always viewed sex as an intense frenzied activity. I suppose that was due to my tendency to ejaculate so quickly. But that wasn't the case here. Chet and Lisa weren’t hurried at all. They almost looked as though they were a pair of long distance runners settling into a marathon pace.

As I continued watching I started to wonder how long they could maintain this controlled pace.

My answer came quickly. Lisa was the first to break. She slapped her lover's thigh and said, "Come on baby that's enough gentle loving, I want you to fuck me! I want you to fuck me hard!"

Chet responded immediately. It was almost like he shifted gears. Suddenly he started thrusting his cock in and out of my wife.

Lisa responded by crying, "Yes, that's what I want. Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"

My wife wrapped her legs around her lover's thighs and started bucking her hips to meet each of his powerful thrusts. All sense of grace and decorum had disappeared. Lisa and Chet were now rutting like two naturals in heat.

Suddenly my wife arched her back and started to scream. I knew Lisa very well. This was the beginning of a powerful orgasm.

At this point I would have backed off and submissively waited while Lisa enjoyed her orgasm, but Chet didn't do that. He just ignored Lisa's cries of pleasure and kept right on fucking her.

I watched Chet carefully. He was making long firm thrusts into my wife. With each thrust he drove his huge cock deep into her womb. As I watched I noticed that his thrusts were getting quicker and quicker. Suddenly he took one long thrust, buried his cock in Lisa's cunt and held it there. He was obviously ejaculating.

Lisa wrapped her legs around the back of his thighs and held him inside her. It was apparent that she could feel him cumming and she wanted to keep him inside her until he was done.

After a moment Chet collapsed onto my wife. Lisa put her arms around her boyfriend's powerful shoulders and she gently held him while they both enjoyed the afterglow of their sex.

It wasn't long before I heard Lisa utter a soft cry of disappointment as her lover's softening cock slipped from her cunt.

Chet rolled off of my wife and lay next to her. After a moment he sighed and said, "That really was magnificent."

Lisa sat up and smiled at Chet. "Yes it was, but I'm hoping were not done."

Chet laughed and said, "Sweetheart you are so right about that. Just give me a minute or two to recover and we can move on to the second half."

Lisa giggled. "If this really is just halftime, then we need to do a little cleaning up."

She looked at me. "Slaveboy, we need your services."

My wife spread her legs and pointed to a small pool of Chet's semen that had collected on the sheet underneath her pussy. "If someone doesn't take care of this mess right away, it's going to make a cold wet spot which is going to be very unpleasant for relaxing tonight."

Chet nodded his head. "Slaveboy fetch a towel and clean up that mess on our sheets."

Lisa shook her head. "My little Slaveboy doesn't need a towel."

Chet looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"He can lick it up."

Chet stared at my wife. "No way!"

Lisa nodded. "Oh yes."

Chet shook his head. "I gotta see this."

Lisa pointed to the pool of cum. "Slaveboy lick this up."

For a moment I just stared at the pool of fresh semen on the mattress between my wife's thighs. This was of course a submissive cuckold's fantasy, but I was hesitating. This was a brand new situation for me. There is a huge difference between licking a few drops of your own fresh cum off your fingertips and licking up a pool of fresh semen left by another man.

Lisa glared at me. "Slaveboy, I’m losing my patience. You don’t want me to take you across my knee and give you a spanking do you?."

I took a deep breath and crawled between Lisa's legs.

When Chet saw me licking up his cum he shook his head. "I never would have believed this if I hadn't see it with my own eyes."

When I was done cleaning the sheet I looked up a Lisa.

"Are you finished?"

I nodded my head.

"Sit up and let me inspect your work."

I sat up.

Lisa looked at the wet spot on the sheet and smiled at me. "Very good slaveboy." She paused. "But I think Cuckboy is now a better name for you." She giggled. "Chet and I have certainly elevated you to that new status this evening."

Chet wrinkled his brow and tilted his head. He looked puzzled. "Cuckboy? I don't understand..."

Lisa looked at him. "It's short for cuckold."

Chet shook his head. "I'm still lost."

"A cuckold is a man who's wife openly relaxs with another man."

Chet smiled and started chuckling. "Yes that would certainly describe your little wimp."

Lisa turned to me. My face was beet red. For some reamister I found this conversation particularly humiliating. Lisa grinned when she recognized my discomfort. Apparently her sadistic streak was wide awake. "Oh is Cucky embarrassed about his new status? Well get used to it Cuckboy, because this is how it's going to be from now on."

I bowed my head. It was partly out of shame and partly an effort to hide my excitement. My masochistic streak was also wide awake.

Bowing my head didn't help. Lisa looked down and noticed that my little penis was sticking straight up. My wife turned to her lover and pointed at my erect cock. "Do you see that sweetheart. Cucky's got a stiffy. The little perv is loving every minute of this."

Chet shook his head. "Damn, this is all pretty fuckin amazing to me." He paused for a moment. Finally he said, "Lisa what do you see in this little wimp?"

My wife shrugged and casually answered. "I don't know, I guess I'm just like having him around."

Chet didn't say anything. He just stared at me. He was obviously digesting all of this.

I was starting to get a very uncomfortable feeling about the direction of the conversation.

Fortunately Lisa took control and changed the subject. "Cuckboy, you still have one more cleanup job to do. Get down on the floor and lie on your back."

I complied immediately. I would have done anything that involved a change in the focus of the conversation.

Lisa sat up, slipped off of the bed. straddled my face and sat down. "My big stud makes a lot of cum. There's still more inside me. It will make a very nice bedtime snack for you Cuckboy."

My wife pressed her cunt against my mouth. A small stream of Chet's semen started seeping out. I obediently licked up every drop.

I was thinking that Lisa might take this opportunity to jack me off and give me a little relief. She frequently did it while she was sitting on my face.

That hope was dashed when she turned to her lover. "Chet honey, come sit on the edge of the bed next to me. Let's take this opportunity to start trying to get that big snake of yours to stand up again."

Chet laughed and stood up. "You won't ever have to ask me twice to do that."

He sat down next to Lisa and me. I couldn't see what was happening, but I assume my wife was stroking his limp penis.

Lisa started to get excited. It wasn't a surprise. she was stroking another man's cock while she sat on my face. I was certain this was a major sexual fantasy for her. It wasn't long she was rocking back and forth on my mouth while I licked her cunt.

I found her clit and started sucking it. I knew my wife loved that.

Lisa went wild. She mashed her cunt into my face and yelled, "That's right Cuckboy, suck on my clit; give me pleasure while I play with another man's dick."

Suddenly Lisa screamed and her body started to shake. She locked her legs around my head and held me in place while her orgasm raged inside her.

Finally the storm of pleasure started to subside. She slumped forward and relaxed on my chest and stomach while she enjoyed the after glow of her orgasm.

Finally Lisa sat up and looked at her lover. "Baby give me your hand and help me up on the bed. I want to cuddle with you for a little while before we start playing again."

Chet stared at me while he pulled my wife up onto the bed. There was a triumphant smile on his face.

Lisa settled in next to her boyfriend, put her arm around his waist, kissed his cheek and whispered into his ear. "Thank you very much. I'm having a wonderful time with you this evening."

I silently sighed with relief when I heard those words. The expression on my wife's face had me afraid that she was going to tell Chet that she loved him.

They cuddled for a moment and then Chet lifted my wife's chin, gently kissed her lips and said, "I agree, this is an absolutely perfect night."

Lisa returned his kiss and they were soon locked in a passionate embrace.

I got on my knees and patiently watched my wife and her lover. Their display of romance was making me feel a little disconcerted. I wasn't exactly sure what I should be doing.

After a moment Lisa broke off the kiss and looked at me. When she saw me kneeling at her feet she smiled with approval. "Very good Cuckboy. You're learning how to properly behave in the presence of your superiors."

My wife thought for a moment and then she added, "You may retire to the den for the rest for the evening. My man and I won't be needing you anymore tonight."

I stood up and politely bowed. "Thank you Mistress Lisa."

I turned to leave. When I got to the bedroom door Lisa stopped me. "Just a minute Cuckboy."

I turned around. A ripple of envy went through me when I looked at my wife and her boyfriend. They were both naked. Chet had his arm around Lisa’s shoulder. Her body was pressed against his side. She was gently stroking his stiffening penis. At that moment I would have given anything to be in Chet's place.

My wife grinned at me. "Cuckboy you've been very well behaved tonight. I think you've earned a nice reward. When you get to the den you have my permission to masturbate."

My face turned beet red. This was the most humiliating thing Lisa could have said to me and from the grin on her face, it was obvious that she knew it.

Chet burst out laughing. "What did you just say to him?"

Lisa was very nonchalant. "I just gave him permission to jack off. He's my slave, he can't do anything without my permission."

Chet shook his head. "This is fucking unbelievable." He started chuckling. "I've just spent the last hour screwing his wife in front of him and now he has to get permission from her to jack off? What a fucking wimp!"

I quickly collected myself and decided my best course of action was to play my role to the hilt. I bowed politely and said, "Thank you Mistress Lisa. That's very generous of you."

She smiled at me. "It's all right Cuckboy, You've earned your reward. I hope you enjoy yourself. Would you like to kiss me goodnight before you leave?"

A shiver of excitement went through me. Lisa was inviting me to demean myself even further in front of her boyfriend. I smiled at her. "Yes Mistress Lisa, I would like that very much."

Lisa stared at me for a moment and then she took a deep breath. "Cuckboy, I think that would be very exciting."

My wife pulled away from her boyfriend and rolled over on her stomach.

Chet shook his head and said, "What the fuck is this?"

I walked over to the side of the bed and got on my knees. Chet was less than a foot away from me when I spread the cheeks of Lisa's gorgeous ass, bent over and pressed my lips against her asshole.

Licking your wife's asshole in private is a very submissive act. Doing it under the close supervision of her boyfriend is a degradation that can only be appreciated by a true masochist.

Lisa giggled with excitement when she felt me push my tongue into her ass.

Chet watched me and said, "Damn Lisa do you realize what he's doing?"

Lisa giggled some more. "Of course I do, he's licking my asshole."

"How the fuck do you get him to do this?"

"Sweetheart, he loves it. Check out his little dicky, I'll bet it's sticking straight up."

Chet leaned over and looked at my tiny cock. I had a throbbing erection.

He shook his head. "I don't understand it, but you're right the little wimp is getting off on licking your asshole."

"He's a slave sweetheart. He loves it when we use him."

"Damn!"

Lisa pulled away from me. "That's enough fun for you tonight Cuckboy. We don't want to spoil you."

Lisa rolled over on her back and grinned at me. "That was fun, but now it's time for little sissyboys to go to bed. The grownups want to play in private."

My wife was amazing me with her ability to create new ways to humiliate me.

I stood up.

Lisa waved at me. She was giggling as she said, "Goodnight Sissyboy. Have fun in the den."

Chet started laughing. "Yeah Sissyboy, you'd better get moving. I hear you've got a hot date with Rosie Palm and her five friends."

As I turned to leave, my face was a deep shade of crimmister.

When I got to the door Chet called to me, "Hey Sissyboy when you're jacking off in the den I want you to know that I’ll be thinking about you while your wife is in here sucking my dick."

As I walked out of my wife's bedroom, both Chet and Lisa were laughing hysterically. When I got into the den I pulled up my panties, sat down on the couch and took a deep breath. I was both mortified with embarrassment and excited beyond belief.

The doors to both the den and my wife's bedroom were still open. I could easily hear a combination of giggling and heavy breathing as Lisa and Chet engaged in another round of foreplay.

I pulled my panties down again and started stroking my little cock. After Chet's taunts this was incredibly humiliating, but I was way too aroused to care.

I shook my head while I masturbated. I really was a true cuckold. At this moment my wife was in the next room in bed with another man. She was most likely sucking his dick and I was sitting here jerking off to the sound of it.

I quickly thought to myself, why worry? This has been my secret fantasy for several years. Now that it's actually happening I might as well enjoy it. So I lay back on the couch, closed my eyes and started jerking off in earnest.

It didn't take long before I came. When I was done ejaculating, I licked up my little drops of semen. My wife might not be here watching me, but I was a very well behaved slave. I followed all of her rules all of the time.

When I was done I thought about trying to go to relax, but as long as I could hear Chet and Lisa carrying on in the next room I knew that would be impossible. Instead, I got up and turned on my computer. I decided I might as well try to pass the time by finding some new erotic stories to read.

I chuckled while I was waiting for my computer to boot up. Tonight’s events would make a pretty good plot for an outstanding dirty story.

Once my computer was ready I started perusing my favorite web sites. It turned out to be the perfect way to occupy my mind while I listened to the sounds of Chet making love to my wife.

I found several good stories. While I was reading them the quiet giggling in the next room turned into soft moans and then loud, uncontrolled cries of pleasure. I stopped reading and listened to the unmistakable sounds of my wife having another orgasm. As Lisa's screams were dying out I heard the same grunting sound that Chet had made earlier this evening when I watched him ejaculate his semen into my wife.

As soon as Chet stopped grunting the apartment got very quiet. I focused all of my attention on my wife's bedroom and listened intently for any sounds from Lisa and her boyfriend.

After several minutes I could hear soft whispering. I couldn't make out the words, but as I listened I became quite certain they were carrying on a serious conversation.

Suddenly I heard movement. The hall light went on. After a moment my naked wife walked by my open doorway. She passed by me without even glancing into my makeshift bedroom, went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. A few seconds later I heard the toilet flush and the water run in the sink. After Lisa shut the water off in the sink she opened the bathroom door and walked back to the bedroom. She once again passed by my room without making any attempt to greet me or even acknowledge my presence.

This slight on her part caused me more pain than anything else that had occurred during the entire evening.

As soon as Lisa returned to her bedroom the whispering started again. I was suddenly very nervous about the topic of Lisa and Chet's conversation.

I listened as intently as I could, but I still wasn't able make out any of their words. They continued talking for another fifteen minutes and then I heard more movement.

Now it was Chet's turn. I saw him walk by my room and heard him go into the bathroom. As soon as he flushed the toilet I heard him quickly wash his hands and walk back out of the bathroom.

This time when he got to my door he poked his head in and grinned at me. "Hey Cuckboy, did you have a good time with Rosie Palm?" He laughed. "I sure had a good time with your wife." He winked at me. "Good night Cuckboy, I'll think about you while your wife is relaxing next to me tonight."

Chet turned to go and then he stopped and looked back at me. "I'm having a serious talk with your wife right now. I'm hoping that were about to make your new status as our slave permanent.” He chuckled. "See you in the morning slaveboy."

Chet disappeared down the hall. After a moment the hall light went off and I heard Chet close the bedroom door behind him.

Now I was very nervous.

I looked at the clock. It was almost 1:00 AM. Now matter how upset I felt, I decided that I needed to try to get some relax so I turned off my computer, got into the makeshift bed I'd created on the couch and turned off the lights.

As I tried to go to relax I had some very uncomfortable thoughts about the conversation that Lisa and Chet had after they were done making love.

I knew I'd be feeling much better if my wife had stopped in to kiss me goodnight before she went back to her bedroom, but she didn't.

I tried every trick I knew, but I still couldn't fall arelax. I was just too nervous about what was happening between my wife and her boyfriend.

I was just about to get up and turn my computer back on when I heard my wife's bedroom door open. I lay perfectly still. I assumed that it was Chet. He probably had to go to the bathroom again. I silently waited for the hall light to go back on, but it didn't happen.

Instead a shadow slipped into my room. It was Lisa, she was still naked. She quietly tiptoed over to my bed, lifted my blanket and slipped in next to me. The warmth of her nude body felt wonderful.

"Hi baby, I had to come in to see you."

I started to say something but Lisa placed two fingers against my lips and said. "Be very quiet. Chet's arelax, I don't want to wake him."

I nodded, "Okay."

"Baby I'm so sorry I ignored you when I went to the bathroom a little while ago. I didn't mean to do it, I was just thinking really hard about what to do."

"What do you mean?"

"After we made love tonight, Chet asked me to marry him."

"But you're already married to me."

"I know, he wants me to divorce you. He has it all planned out. He says that if you're willing to give me an uncontested divorce and surrender everything you have as part of the divorce settlement, you can continue to live with us as our slave. He feels a slave really shouldn't have any material possessions. He'll also expect you to keep working at your job and surrender everything you earn to us."

My mouth dropped open. I was suddenly very afraid.

Lisa noticed my concern. "Don't worry, I have no intention of doing it. I love you a thousand times more than I could ever love Chet Phillips. Terry honey, I'll never divorce you and I'll never marry another man." She giggled. "You're stuck with me."

I smiled at Lisa. I was suddenly very happy.

Lisa sighed.

I looked at her and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"He wants me to give him an answer in the morning."

"Just tell him no."

"But I'm afraid he'll leave if I tell him no."

"So what, you'll find another guy."

Lisa grinned at me. "You really are wonderful."

She took a deep breath and sighed. "The problem is, I'm not quite tired of Chet. I want to keep him around for a couple more weeks. Terry he's so good in bed. When he fucks me Chet really knows how to ring my bell." She paused. "Baby, he's also very good at tormenting you. I don't think were going to find very many men who are willing and able to dominate you like Chet does."

She stared at me. "Terry, this is the chance of a lifetime for you. If we can keep Chet around for a couple of weeks you get to spend those weeks really living the life of a cuckold slave. Think about how many times you've fantasized about this while I was lying on my stomach and you were between my legs behind me licking my ass."

I had to admit that she was right. Chet played the role of a dominant male stud so well that it was almost like he was a character from one of our erotic stories.

Lisa grabbed my nipple and gave it a vicious twist. I was wincing from the pain as she asked me, "Do you want to keep playing this game? Do you want to live as a true cuckold slave for a few weeks?"

I thought for a moment and then I took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes."

Lisa smiled and twisted my nipple even harder. "Beg me to do it. Beg me to try to keep Master Phillips around for three more weeks."

I got very excited as I stared into my wife's eyes. "Mistress Lisa I beg you to try to keep Master Phillips happy and living in our house for the next three weeks. I promise I'll be an eager and obedient slave for both of you."

Lisa smiled and said, "Good, now here's my plan."

Lisa's plan was a good one.

In the morning she was going to tell Chet that she was falling in love with him, but she was concerned because they'd only known each other for a few weeks. She would remind him about her disastrous affair with Howard Tillman and confess that it had left her so devastated that she married me out of a desperate desire for security.

She would explain that now she was now terrified because he was asking her to take another huge chance. It was a chance that her heart was telling her she wanted to take, but her brain was cautioning her to go slowly.

She would suggest a plan. They could live together like they were husband and wife. I would live with them as their slave. If after a month they both still felt the same way about each other she would agree to begin divorce proceedings with me so they could get married.

When she was done explaining this part of her plan she whispered to me, "After a couple of weeks I'll get bored with Chet and I'll start getting whiny, bitchy and demanding. Men like Chet can't tolerate that. He'll be gone within a few days. If he doesn't leave I'll become uncontrollably jealous and accuse him of cheating on me. I'll make him go."

I looked at my wife and started chuckling. "You have a very Machiavellian mind."

Lisa grinned at me and nodded in agreement.

I paused and thought about all of this. After a moment I said, "Aren't we being kind of mean to Chet?"

Lisa heaved a sigh and said, "Terry Sullivan, you are a wonderfully kind man." And then she shook her head and said, "Sweetheart, Chet is trying to coerce me into giving him all of your money. He doesn't care about you at all. I'm not even sure he cares about me. I suspect he's just trying to have a good time and get rich off of us. We don't owe him any consideration."

Lisa kissed my cheek and said, "Honey if I do this right, Chet's going to walk out on us. Leaving will be his idea. The only thing we have to be worried about is making sure that he doesn't steal us blind when he goes."

"Do you really think you can pull this off?"

Lisa nodded. "I am absolutely certain I can." She paused, "But you're the one who has to watch what's happening to our finances. You're going to have to help me set up some bank accounts so it looks like you're turning everything over to me."

She grabbed my hand, "Terry listen to me, it's very important that it's only appears that you're giving me your money. In truth I'm going to be giving you all of my money. It's absolutely essential that you retain control of all of our assets."

Now I was puzzled. "Why?"

"Terry honey, for the next two weeks you're going to get to be a slave. It's your fantasy. During those same two weeks I intend to let myself go. I intend to let myself fall deeply in love with Chet. My commitment to him is going to be total. I am going to become his woman. New romance is my fantasy "

I stared at my wife.

She shook her head. "You don't have to worry, my attraction to Chet is completely superficial. After about two weeks I am going to get dreadfully bored with him, but until then I intend to have a wonderful time being in love with him." She paused, "It will make it much harder for me to enjoy my romance with Chet if I have to worry about protecting us. That's got to be your job.

I nodded and said, "Okay." Oddly enough I was beginning to understand my wife well enough to realize that what she was telling me actually made sense.

I kissed Lisa. "Don't worry, I'll take care of protecting us. I want you to feel free to let yourself go and have fun."

She grinned at me. "Thank you sweetheart, this is going to be so much fun."

Suddenly my wife got very quiet.

I looked at her. "What's the matter?"

"Chet wants me to have his baby. He wants me to stop taking my birth control pills right away. I'm sure he's thinking that if he can get me pregnant I'll be much more willing to divorce you and marry him."

Lisa shook her head. "All of this other stuff is just fun and games, but having a baby is real. Terry I don't want to have any man's baby but yours. What am I going to tell Chet?"

I thought for a moment and then I smiled at my wife. "This is easy, just give me your birth control pills. I serve your food. I'll make sure you get one every day."

Lisa stared at me. "That would work." She thought for a moment. "Chet's probably going to taunt you a lot about making a baby with me. Can you handle that?"

I slowly nodded my head. “Of course I can, especially if I know it’s not real.”

Lisa smiled. "Okay, here's what we're going to do. Tomorrow morning when you're serving us breakfast, Chet and I will break the news to you that were thinking about getting married. You will of course protest and point out that I'm already married to you. I'll call you some names and make it clear that I can easily divorce you, after all you’re nothing more to me than a mere slave.

My wife took a deep breath. "You should threaten to leave. I'll call your bluff and tell you to get the fuck out of the apartment. This will make you hesitate. After a moment you will suddenly understand your mistake and fall on your knees begging me to forgive you."

Lisa kissed my cheek. "I will of course forgive you, but as part of your penance I'll make you get down on your knees and beg to serve as a slave for Chet and me. After you've done that I will very arrogantly grant your wish."

My wife took a deep breath. "When you're obviously a broken man humbly kneeling at my feet I'll inform you that Chet and I have decided to try to have a baby together. I'll make a big show of handing you my birth control pills and informing you that your first duty as my slave is to safeguard them for me until after our young is born. Knowing Chet, he'll get a big laugh out of the fact that I'm making you take care of my pills."

Lisa grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes. "Terry honey you have to be sure I get a pill every day during the 21 day cycle. I don't want Chet to really get me pregnant. Will you promise me that you'll do that?"

"Yes Lisa, I promise."

"Thank you Terry, pretending to be trying to get pregnant is going to make the romance with Chet so much fun."

Lisa hugged me. After a moment she whispered, "Maybe some day after I'm done having boyfriends you and I can do it for real."

I smiled at my wife. "Lisa I would like that very much."

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Lisa and I put our arms around each other and lay quietly on the couch together.

After a few moments Lisa said, "Terry, I'm going to miss you so much."

I looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"Honey for the next two weeks I'm going to be totally devoted to Chet. For the romance to work for me I have to let myself completely go. I'm going to become his woman and he's going to be my man, my only man."

She sighed. "I'm sorry baby, but I'm not going to be paying much attention to you over the next few weeks. I won't sneak out like this to be with you again until I'm bored with Chet and I decide it's time to make him go."

Lisa stared into my eyes. "Honey please don't get confused and start thinking I don't love you. Remember, I will come back to you."

I kissed my wife on the cheek and said, "Don't worry, I know you will."

Lisa kissed me back and then she asked, "Did you jack off tonight?"

My wife's question embarrassed me, but I gave her a truthful answer.

"Yes, I did."

"Did you do it while you were listening to Chet fuck me?"

I stared at the floor and quietly mumred, "Yes."

Lisa giggled. "Good, I was hoping you were doing it then. You can't imagine how hot it gets me to know you were in here jacking off while I was in the other room letting another man fuck me.”

She reached down and felt my crotch. I had an erection.

"Oh my, little Terry is standing up." Lisa leered at me. "Do you want to jack off again?"

I was suddenly disappointed. I was hoping my wife might do it for me, or even give me a blow job.

Lisa noticed my disappointment. She shook her head. “Terry honey you know that if I touched your cock I'd be cheating on Chet. You wouldn't want me to do that would you? You don't want your wife to be a slut do you?"

Somehow I found myself shaking my head and saying, "No."

Lisa grinned when she heard my answer. "That's a good boy."

She pressed her lips against my ear. "Terry, you're a very good boy and I know a wonderful reward for good little boys like you."

Lisa rolled over on her stomach. "You have my permission to lick my ass while you jack off."

I got off the couch and kneeled down on the floor next to Lisa. It was incredibly humiliating to know that the man relaxing in the next room had enjoyed my wife in every way that he wanted while I was only being allowed to do this.

Still, it was better than nothing. I gently separated the cheeks of Lisa's gorgeous ass and leaned forward. She cooed when she felt me press my lips against her anus. I could feel Lisa shiver with excitement when I pushed my tongue into her. She loved this even more than I did, and I lived for it.

For a moment I just savored the taste of my goddesses ass, and then I slipped my fingers to her cunt. I knew that my wife loved being masturbated while I licked her asshole.

As soon as Lisa felt me touching her there she shook her head and said, "No, no; that's for the big man only. Little slave boys like you aren't allowed to play there."

I sighed and reluctantly took my hand away. Lisa was already making the transformation from my wife to my Mistress.

I sadly contented myself with enjoying Lisa's asshole while I stroked my little penis. When I came I caught all of my semen with my fingertips and sat up straight.

As soon as she felt me stop licking her, Lisa sat up and turned around. "Are you all done with your little treat slaveboy?"

"Yes Mistress Lisa." I was now also making the full transformation from husband to slave.

"Did you catch all of it?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Let me see."

I held my hand out. There were several drops of semen on my fingers.

Lisa smiled when she saw them. "Excellent, now be a good little boy and lick it all up."

I did as I was told. When I was done my wife stood up and stretched, "Good night slaveboy, it's time for me to get back to my man."

I was still kneeling on the floor. I looked up at her, there was nothing but love and adoration in my eyes.

Lisa saw it and patted my head. "You're such a good little boy."

She started to walk out of the room, but when she got to the door she stopped and looked back. "Slave, all three of us have to work in the morning. Mr. Phillips and I will expect our breakfast at seven. That should give you plenty of time to serve it and clean the kitchen before you have to leave for work. Mr. Phillips will be having scramred eggs, sausage and toast. I'll be having my usual yogurt and fruit. Both of us will want coffee. We'll have our breakfast in the dining room."

She turned to leave, but stopped again. "By the way, I expect that Mr. Phillips will have a fresh newspaper to read. If you have time you may read it in the kitchen after he's done with it."

Lisa turned and walked down the hall. When I heard the door to her bedroom close I got up on the couch and crawled under the covers.

As I fell arelax I thought about the events of the evening. For the next several weeks life was going to be very interesting.

Great story goodhusband, please continue. Will terry get a belt whipping by chet? Will he be powerd to suck chet's cock? Will he have to wear womens clothes out in public? Stay tuned to find out what happens next!

Another great story gh.
Your stories always keep my UP!!!
Keep up the great work.

GH,
You've gone dark on us. That can only mean you are saving up another monster post or you're golfing again. I hope it's both. Somehing for all of us that way. I do hope you are ok though. This section is just not the same without you.

She is fucking hot. Your la ucky dude
jsh

Dear Goodhusband and lovely Mrs. Goodhusband:
I just wanted to add my best wishes for your health and happiness. I enjoy your writing tremendously and hope you are back soon.
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Mary had a little lamb

Well, that's a new angle to this story.

I was just bringing it up to the front so it's easier to work on it. I'm preparing it for Literotica. I generally proofread my stories one more time after I post them so the copies posted here are often the cleanest copies I have.

I know, I was just ribbing you !

This is a wonderful story. But you left us hanging. Please finish it
before you post it elsewhere.

Bump. so I can read it without chasing it down with the search function.