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(In Part I, Lynn meets a handsome younger man at a party. Their flirtations lead to a date and discussions between Lynn and I about where this might go.) The rest of the week is largely routine. The pressure of jobs and day to day chores fill our time. Lynn spends a couple of evenings shopping so I have to pick up some of the slack around the house. We don’t talk about the upcoming weekend. Overall, we get along great. As is typical for us, we don’t make love during the week. However, both of us are more affectionate than usual: our kisses have more feeling, we hug and touch more often, we snuggle longer in bed at night before going to sleep. It is nice. It seems like when we were newlyweds. Finally, Friday arrives. As I get out of my morning shower, Lynn is standing naked in front of her sink. After I dry off, she comes over and gives me a kiss and hug with her naked breasts pressed against me. “Do you remember what is happening, tonight?” Lynn reaches down and feels my cock which is responding to her body against me and the reminder of her date. “Yes, you have your date with Jim.” “Do you still want this? If you want me to call this off, just say so.” My dick is rock hard. Lynn is lightly running her fingers up and down my shaft. “Yes, I do.” “This is your last chance to call it off. Do you still want him to take me out to dinner and then fuck your wife in your bed?” I pull her close to me and she smiles wickedly at me. “Yes.” “Tell me that you want Jim to be my lover.” “Yes, I want Jim to be your lover!” Lynn grabs my dick, pulls me over to the bed and has me lie on my back. She climbs on top of me with her pussy over my face and her mouth teasingly close to my dick. “Eat the pussy that Jim is going to fuck tonight!” She lowers her pussy onto my face. I start to alternate between licking her clit and fucking her pussy with my tongue. Lynn wraps her hand around my cock, but does not move it. I feel her warm breath on my cock. It is such a tease that I try to move my dick against her hand, but she takes it away. “I want Jim so bad! Make me cum!” I have a moment of anger and jealousy that she is having me eat her so that she can orgasm thinking about Jim. Those feelings pass and I feel like this is the right place for me. I continue my efforts to pleasure her clit. I am so turned on that my hips involuntary hump the air. “Yes! Yes!” Lynn’s body tenses and then relaxes as she enjoys the orgasm I have given her. She lies on top of me for a couple of minutes and then rolls off. “Finish getting ready for work. When you get home from work, I will be up here getting dressed for Jim. I expect my privacy. Just hang out downstairs. If Jim gets here before I am ready, I expect you to entertain him until I am ready.” I am disappointed that our intimate time together is over, but I recognize the need to get on with the day. “OK.” Lynn gets her robe and heads down to the kitchen to make her morning tea while I finish getting ready for work. I try to focus on work, but the image of Lynn’s naked body and the taste and smell of her pussy fill my mind. Am I crazy to share that Escort Karşıyaka with Jim? My day at work finally ends and I get home around 5:30. It feels weird that my bedroom is off limits because my wife is getting ready for a date with another man. I spend some time distractedly preparing a light dinner for myself and putting it in the oven. It is now a few minutes until 6. My heart is pounding in my chest in anticipation of Jim’s arrival. The humiliation of my situation is palpable. I will soon be greeting the man who will take my wife out for dinner and then bring her back here to fuck her. What sort of man am I that I will allow this? What kind of man am I that I actually want it even more than I dread it? I can’t sit still and find myself checking on my dinner needlessly and constantly checking my watch. 6:01 and he is not here yet. I continue to pace. It seems like forever, but my watch just says 6:03. I hear a car. I want to go to the window and check, but I restrain myself. Soon, the doorbell rings and I go to answer it. I open the door and Jim is standing there looking even more handsome than I remember. “Hi, Jim. Lynn is not down yet. Why don’t you come in and wait for her?” “Thanks, Stephen. Sorry I am a little late. Your house is a little hard to find.” I show Jim into the living room. We make casual small talk for a couple of minutes. I hope that Lynn will not be much longer because awkward is an inadequate description for making small talk with the man that will be your wife’s new lover. Lynn is usually very punctual, so I suspect that she is making us wait to add to my humiliation. That thought should make me mad, but the reality is that it turns me on. Finally, Lynn comes down the stairs in a sexy new dress. I feel a pang of jealousy because she does not like to wear dresses for me, but she is wearing one for him. The dress is a lovely burgundy that sets off her coloring well. It is shorter than she typically wears. What I immediately notice is that the top shows off her cleavage. She wore clothes like that when we were dating, but she has been more conservative in recent years. “Lynn, you look lovely!” “I hoped you would like it. I bought it just for you!” Jim gets up and they immediately hug. After a minute, Lynn turns her face up to Jim and they kiss. The desire between them is obvious. As he is exploring my wife’s mouth with his tongue, Jim’s hand roams down to her ass. He freely caresses her bottom in front of me. Eventually, they break off their kiss. “We better get going so we don’t miss our reservation.” Jim takes Lynn hand and starts to lead her out our front door. Lynn stops and turns back towards me. “Stephen, after you finish your dinner I expect you to vacuum and mop the floors. Now that I am dating Jim, you are going to do more of the housework!” I see a smug grin on Jim’s face as he and Lynn turn away and walk out to his car. I am mortified that Lynn ordered me around like that in front of her boyfriend. It is not that she expects me to do chores, I guess I expected that. It fits the role that bornova escort I am rapidly moving into. It is just humiliating for her to flaunt that in front of Jim and to see him amusement. I head back into the kitchen and eat my dinner. I try not to think about Lynn and Jim, but I can’t get the image of them holding hands as they walked away out of my mind. After I eat and clean up the kitchen, I start cleaning the floors. As I work through the various rooms of the house, it occurs to me that it is probably a good thing that I have some chores to occupy me instead of just sitting around wondering what Jim and Lynn are doing. When I am about to start on the bedrooms, I get a text. “Jim is such a handsome gentleman! My pussy wants him sooo much!” I imagine Lynn hanging on Jim’s every word the way that she used to with me when we were dating. The image fills me with a combination of jealousy and happiness for Lynn. I force myself to get back to the task at hand. When I am starting to put all the cleaning stuff away, I get another text. “Your wife is flirting with me shamelessly! I am going to fuck her long and hard tonight!” I feel a surge of anger towards Jim as I read this. How dare he?!? After this passes, I know why he dares. It is because I am allowing it. It is because in my deepest heart I know that I can’t fuck Lynn long and hard the way that she wants and deserves. I see in my mind Jim pounding Lynn doggie style the way I used to be able to do. My cock gets rock hard as I imagine Lynn’s moans as she shoves her ass back onto Jim’s hard cock. I start to rub my engorged cock, but manage to restrain myself. I turn on the TV to find something to keep my mind occupied. Time seems to just creep along. “We are heading home. Lock your dick in its cage, light the candles in my bedroom and wait for us at the front door with the keys.” I head up to our bedroom. From time to time we play with tease and denial. I bought a cock cage a while ago for those times. When I got it, Lynn insisted that I agree to put it on whenever she says so with no questions asked. She especially enjoys locking me up when she knows that I am very horny. She often has me watch her pleasure herself and then leaves me to ‘think about it’ for a couple of days. As frustrating as it is, I actually really enjoy it when she takes control that way. I have very mixed feelings about being locked up tonight, though. I am very horny and was looking forward to jerking off while Lynn and Jim enjoy each other. On the other hand, my submissive side is excited that Lynn is taking control. The humiliation that Jim will know about the cage just adds to my excitement. I get to the bedroom and see that Lynn has prepared it for a romantic evening. The bed is turned down, there are fresh flowers and candles around the room. The sight drives home the reality of the situation and my cock immediately gets rock hard. I go into the master bath and take my cage out. I have to get a cold washcloth and put it on my hard cock so that it will shrink enough to allow me to get the cage on. üçyol escort bayan When I click the lock shut, it feels more ominous than usual. I slip both keys into my pocket and light all the candles. I keep thinking that I should be furious about this. My wife is planning to spend a romantic night with another man in my house. However, it feels like it is my place to be helping her get the sexual satisfaction that I know I cannot provide her anymore. As I finish lighting the last candle, I hear a car pull into our driveway. They must be home already. I hurry down to the front door to wait for them, glad that I do not have to wait a long time. When I see them coming up the front walk, I open the door for them. “See, Jim, he is welcoming you into our house!” I feel myself blush. After I close the door behind them, Jim turns Lynn to him and they kiss passionately. Jim’s hands roam over Lynn’s back and then down to her bottom. He squeezes it playfully and pulls her against him. As they break their kiss, he pulls her skirt up revealing a sexy garter belt and thong. I feel a pang of jealousy that she does not wear sexy items like that for me anymore. Suddenly, he spanks her soundly on the ass cheek. “Later, Jim!” “I bet she doesn’t let you spank her, does she?” “No, she doesn’t.” I feel very small as I tell Jim that he can do things with Lynn that I can’t. Lynn turns to me and leans back against Jim who puts his arms around her possessively. “Stephen, give me the keys.” I hand Lynn the keys. Jim has a smug look on his face. “You will stay down in the basement until I text you in the morning. Don’t you dare interrupt us by coming upstairs or texting me!” With that she starts up the stairs holding Jim’s hand. I am disappointed that I will be banished to the basement. It is not that it is a bad place. It is finished with a pool table, big screen TV and a bathroom. I was hoping that I would be able to at least overhear some of their love making, but that won’t happen in the basement. I head down to the basement and find myself wondering what to do. Since I am going to be there all night, I inflate the blowup bed we keep down there for guests and make it up. I turn on the TV and surf the channels trying to find something to distract me. It does not work. I keep thinking about the way Jim played with her ass with complete confidence. I wonder whether they have made love yet. After a while, I get a text from Lynn. “You are now officially a cuckold! I loved spreading for him and feeling his wonderful cock erupt in my pussy!” I envision Lynn lying back on the bed and spreading her legs wide for Jim. I see her reach out for his cock as he climbs between her welcoming legs, grabbing his hard dick and guiding it into her wet pussy. She wraps her legs around his ass and uses them to pull him into her as she begs him to pound her hard. I imagine Jim obliging her by pumping into her with all his might. He is a stud and keeps it up hard and strong. I am sure that Lynn begs him to come in her and he eagerly complies as his ass clenches with each load of sperm that he deposits in my wife. These thoughts arouse me and fill me with jealousy. I remember when Lynn and I used to make love like that and my cock strains within its cage. I desperately want to jerk off as I think about Lynn giving herself to Jim. The frustration is painfully intense, but that just arouses me even more.

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