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Hey everyone! Apologies that this second part took me a bit of time to get out. I hit a bit of writer's block, but had an epiphany earlier this week for the story and I just finished editing part 2. Enjoy and feel free to leave feedback in the comments.
And with that, here's part 2!
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And there I was… doing something I never thought I’d ever do in real life. I was staring at a picture of my co-worker Nick’s penis. And on my girlfriend Jodi’s phone of all places.
And not only that, but Nick’s penis was… very large. Maybe not quite as long and thick as the monster cock Jodi had showed me of one of her guys she had been with shortly before me, but still incredibly impressive.
But let’s go back to where Part 1 ended.
As I discussed previously, after almost 20 years of developing my cuckold fantasy, and after months of beginning to explore that fantasy with Jodi via roleplay, an innocuous comment from Nick was about to kick off a chain of events that would take me one step closer to having my cuckold fantasy fulfilled in real life.
“Oh, that’s nice. You’ll have to introduce us next time she stops by the office”
Seemingly, it was just a kind gesture from Nick… a co-worker simply trying to be friendly during lunch at the office. But as I mentioned, something seemed a little weird about the way he said it.
However, I pushed that feeling down, and soon, lunch continued uneventfully with Nick. We got back to work. I then headed back to Jodi’s place to settle in for the evening and have a nice dinner with her.
Our dinner conversation was seemingly routine. I asked Jodi how work was, and we talked about how ridiculous Jodi’s boss was being yet again. And then Jodi asked about my day. I droned on a bit about what I did… a good meeting I had with my boss, a presentation I was working on for our CEO.
The nice part is that because Jodi had been in the office the Friday before, she was beginning to get a feel for what it was like for me at work, who my co-workers were, etc. As a result, she was a very engaged listener and asked some questions that really showed she gave a shit about me. It was very sweet.
Then I wrapped up talking about my day at work, and that’s when I remembered Nick’s comment. I waffled on whether to tell Jodi about it. I mean… it’s not like I was concerned about it or anything, but I still had that weird feeling about Nick’s comment and the way he said it.
But then, as we sat there around the kitchen table, I thought to myself: Brian, you are being paranoid and weird. It’s no big deal.
So with that, I shared with Jodi that Nick had mentioned that he had seen her and wanted to get introduced to her next time she was around.
Jodi, still listening attentively, responded: “Oh, wonderful! Wait… was Nick in the office when I was there on Friday?”
“Yeah, he was there,” I responded, “but I think he was chatting with some guys in the kitchen when we walked by him, and I didn’t want to interrupt their conversation because there were some guys in the conversation I haven’t met yet. I thought it would be weird to cut them off for the intro.”
Jodi rolled her eyes at me.
“I mean, it wouldn’t have been that weird,” she said.
Jodi is and will always be a social butterfly. I’ve learned to be more social through work, but I’m naturally quite introverted. Jodi, on the other hand, loves talking to anyone and everyone, so she doesn’t mind jumping into the middle of an ongoing conversation and introducing herself.
“Well… anyway, it’s no big deal. Show me a picture of him,” she shrugged her shoulders as she adjusted her posture to be more upright, subtly lifted her eyebrows, and her tone of voice shifted slightly.
Now here’s the interesting part. That shift in the tonality of her voice. That shift in her body language to be a bit more authoritative is something she generally only does with me when a) we’re having (or are about to have) sex and b) she has decided we’ll be diving down into the cuckold rabbit hole.
And so I sat there wondering to myself: Does she really want to go down this road with a real person? Even if it’s just us roleplaying around it?
But damn it, I was too fucking horny to really think straight…
Or perhaps me being horny is my normal state and I should just give into it…
Or perhaps, it doesn’t even matter. I just went with it and said fuck it…
“Ok, let me see what I can find”
And with that, my demeanor changed as I suddenly became less combative and more submissive. Logic be damned. We were going to have some wild sex taking this fantasy one small step forward.
I unlocked my phone and went to LinkedIn to see if I could find his headshot there.
Jodi sat patiently across the table from me. Her arms were crossed, torso erect as she sat straight up, with her eyes intently glaring at me waiting for me to pull this picture up.
“One sec, I’m trying to see what I can find,” I anxiously spurted out.
“Hurry up,” she said with controlled intention. She was not in the mood to wait for things.
Fortunately, I’ve done my fair share of LinkedIn stalking before, so I quickly found Nick’s profile with his headshot. For the sake of the fantasy, I was relieved that it was a really good picture of him. He looked handsome and relaxed.
I handed the phone to Jodi, and she took her time examining the photo. I’m sure she wanted me to squirm as I watched the expressions float across her face.
The funny thing is that I knew Nick was Jodi’s type. Nick was a lot like me. Handsome and a bit nerdy. But he also had this very outward sexual energy to him that I don’t really have
“Ah, yes, I do remember seeing him,” she commented as her normally joyful presence was still completely overruled by this dominant persona, “he’s quite tall, isn’t he?”
Yeah, she clearly remembered him.
Jodi thoughtfully tapped her chin still looking down at the picture of Nick. And then, her head still tilted down, she looked up at me over the tops of her reading glasses.
“You know what I’ve always told you about tall guys,” she started seductively, “more often than not, they…”
She paused and a little devious grin crept over her face. What was probably a half second pause seemed to stretch like an eternity as I waited for her to finish…
“… they have big cocks,” she finished her sentence.
If I hadn’t been getting hard already, that shit would have pushed me over the edge, and Jodi knew it.
“Get up,” she ordered me with quiet authority. She knew exactly what she was doing.
I stood up, and because I had changed into gym shorts when I got home, you could clearly see my erection poking out.
“Pull your pants down,” she said. I obeyed knowing I’d get slapped like a little bitch if I tried to push back.
My penis sprung out as I pulled down my shorts and boxer briefs down in one fluid motion.
“Good boy,” Jodi continued, “now walk over there and stand with your back to the wall”
Again, I did as I was told. Pants down around my ankles, I shuffled over to the wall in our kitchen and turned around. I stood there, my penis rock hard, as Jodi slowly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
I watched her as she walked to our kitchen cabinets. Her actions were measured, intentional. She opened the cabinet with purpose and immediately reached for the almond oil. She closed the cabinet and walked back towards me standing against the wall.
She opened the top to the almond oil. She moved one hand to the underside of my penis, and with the other she poured almond oil on my cock and started to stroke me.
“Do you want to watch me suck Nick’s cock?” she asked and I nodded obediently as her hand worked its way back and forth on my penis.
“Do you want to watch Nick shove his fat cock in my pussy and fill me up?” she kept pushing and I kept nodding… my cock throbbing as she stroked it.
“Then get your phone. I want you to text him,” she said calmly.
I looked at Jodi with a bit of confusion. Was this just a part of the game? Did she actually want me to get my phone and text him?
But I wasn’t confused for long.
“I’m serious… I want you to text him. I’m sure he’d love to join us for a drink,” she said with a sly grin on her face.
My heart was beating out of my chest. I couldn’t believe she was serious.
Jodi took her hand off my cock.
“Clean my fingers off and then go get your phone,” she held her fingers up in front of my mouth as I clearly understood what I was supposed to do.
I sucked the almond oil residue off each of her fingers, the musk of my cock on her hand. As soon as I had sucked each finger clean, she motioned toward the kitchen table where my phone sat.
Again, I shuffled my feet as I walked over to the table, my shorts still around my ankles. I picked up my phone from the table and shuffled back over to Jodi as I pulled up my text messages.
Coincidentally, I had Nick’s number saved in my phone because we had a work emergency we’d dealt with after hours a few weeks earlier.
I began to text him as Jodi chimed in…
“Why don’t you make it a three way… a three way text that is,” Jodi said.
She smiled a wicked, knowing smile. She was obviously fully aware of the double entendre and was truly enjoying messing with me.
On the other hand, I was completely under her control. In the heat of my arousal, I had relinquished power and authority to her, and didn’t even think of pushing back on awkwardly creating a group chat with my colleague and my girlfriend.
I was still anxious though. I had this weird feeling I was about to open Pandora’s box…
And yet, I still did it. I started typing up my message to Nick and Jodi – my pants around my ankles and my cock rock hard as I was doing it.
Hi Nick - not a work thing at all, but I was just having dinner with Jodi, and she mentioned seeing you in the office the other day as well. She wants to get to know some of my coworkers a little more, and we were wondering if you wanted to get drinks this weekend.
Jodi was standing in front of me as I pathetically typed the message in this vulnerable and heightened state.
I looked up at her, almost seeking her blessing and permission to send the text. She simply gave me a small nod as if to say, Go ahead you little cuck. Send the text message.
And with that I hit send not knowing what to expect next. I assumed this sadistic and masochistic build up meant we were about to go have mind blowing sex while we waited for a response from Nick, and boy was I ready to continue exploring this fantasy while I ate Jodi out and fucked her as best I could with my very average dick.
But all of those expectations soon dissipated. My phone still remained unlocked with the message still up, and I looked down to see those 3 anticipatory dots right below my message to Nick and Jodi…
I stood there looking at the screen for what felt like an eternity… wondering what Nick would say in response… wondering if he would understand the game we were playing.
Yes, my message was pretty innocuous on the surface, but I’ve caught wind of how girls look at him and flirt with him in the office. As a tall, handsome, and confident man, I could tell Nick knew he wielded a certain power over most women. It’s almost as if he knew he could fuck pretty much anyone he wanted. Very few women were out of play for Nick.
And with that, Nick’s response came across.
Hey buddy - getting drinks sounds splendid. Who’s the other number on the thread? Your beautiful girlfriend?
And with that, I realized Nick was getting a sense of what was going on. Jodi is gorgeous, and plenty of guys we pass by on the street do a double take upon seeing her, but Nick wouldn’t be that forward with a coworker unless he had some sense of what was going on.
I eagerly responded – my horniness driving me to be a little reckless.
Yeah, the other number is Jodi. She really wants to meet you. She called you out specifically when we were talking about folks in the office.
I was throwing caution to the wind. Any chance of rolling this back was quickly going out the window. And his response came back quickly as well.
Wonderful - Thanks for making the connect. I’ll shoot her a text to coordinate timing.
That cocky asshole. I was a little annoyed, but simultaneously wildly turned on. There was no good reason for him to coordinate directly with her without me on the chain other than the fact that he wanted to start a conversation directly with Jodi to show they were the alphas.
Though I knew Jodi would schedule time that would work for both of us, the implication was that my beta ass would acquiesce to the plans of Jodi and Nick. I’d move whatever other commitments I might have around because I was a little bitch not deserving of a say in the details of our impending excursion.
I stood there looking at that message from him – still hard, still awkwardly standing with my shorts at my ankles. Then I heard Jodi’s phone buzz in the back pocket of the jeans she was wearing.
She reached for her phone and unlocked it. It’s almost as if she forgot about me immediately as she walked to the living room and began texting Nick.
“Do you want me to join you?” I asked – almost begging. I sounded like a little loser wanting to be involved in the conversation with the cool kids.
“No, go ahead and clean the kitchen. I’ll figure things out with Nick,” she responded without even looking up from her phone as she walked away.
I pulled my shorts and underwear up over my hard cock and got to work.
As I washed and rinsed dishes, cleaned counters, and put things away in the kitchen for the next 30 minutes, I’d catch a little giggle here and there from the living room as Jodi continued texting with Nick.
“Ohhh,” Jodi suddenly said to herself, “are you done yet?” she now yelled after her private epiphany
“Give me 5 more minutes love,” I responded anxiously trying to wrap up my work in the kitchen.
“Ok, hurry up,” she said – still engrossed in her phone.
I rushed the last few dishes and hurriedly put away some ingredients we had used for cooking earlier. I then wiped down the last part of the counter, threw the towel on the oven handle, and virtually dove into the living room to get caught up with everything I’d missed.
“Perfect,” Jodi said and looked up as I stumbled toward her like an overeager, horny teenager. She continued her update while choosing to ignore my clumsiness, “Good news. We are all set for drinks on Saturday evening. But more importantly, Nick and I got to do a little flirting via text message in preparation for Saturday.“
My dick had remained hard through the entirety of my kitchen cleaning, but somehow with that sentence from Jodi, I seemed to get even harder.
“Would you like to see?” She asked seductively.
“Please,” I said meekly.
“That’s a good little cuck. Come take a seat,” she patted the seat next to her on the couch.
I obediently followed her direction and moved to sit down next to her, but as I was about to sit down, she shook her head, wagged her finger at me, and clicked her tongue in disapproval.
“Take those shorts off before you sit down,” she ordered me, “I want to stroke your little cock while you read this.”
I took my shorts and boxer briefs off. I now stood in front of Jodi, fully naked below the waist with my cock sticking straight out, my t-shirt hanging over it at the base.
“Good… now sit,” she said.
I did as I was told and sat down next to her as she held her phone in her hand.
I looked down and there it was.
2 pictures of Nick and his cock.
The first was a full body shot in a mirror. Nick is not only handsome, but it was now clear that he also puts his time in at the gym. Though the real prize in the photo was between his legs.
As I've mentioned previously, he’s a taller guy (maybe 6’4”), but even with his height, his cock hung down impressively.
The 2nd picture was a well lit photo of his cock hard with one of his large hands at its base. It was maybe 7.5 inches long and plenty thick.
I thought to myself… How in the hell did Jodi get these two pictures, but then I realized there was a whole set of texts that preceded the photos.
“Well… now you’ve gotten to see the reward for all the sexy texting we’ve been doing. Why don’t you scroll up and read from the beginning while I stroke your little penis?” She said – a sadistic pleasure washing across her face.
So I scrolled to the top and started reading…
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Note to readers: Before writing part 3, I'm actually going to write a part 2.5 which will be the text message exchange between Jodi and Nick. I don't think I'll be able to post it in this subreddit (I'll probably post it in several other subreddits focused on cuckold and hotwife text messages), but I'll post the link to it with part 3 in my next post in r/cuckoldstories2 . If you want to read it before then, feel free to follow my profile!