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Sunday
The day seemed to drag on forever. Alone with my thoughts my imagination was working overtime.
If only we hadn’t gone to that damn dinner party. The host was the CEO of the company I worked for so it would have been awkward not to go but none of this would have happened. Life would have still been normal.
Were they in bed together now, fucking, making love, now wondering which was worse. Fucking suggested a purely sexual act, adulterous undoubtedly, but a physical act, lust, mutual sexual need satisfied without the necessity of emotional connection.
Making love was worse, much worse, an intimate and emotional experience, kissing, foreplay, slower, gentle and tender. Feeling connected and loved afterwards.
If this was just about fucking it could hopefully run its course, if I could just be patient, understanding, things could get back to some sort of normality. It would give me hope.
If it was about making love things could only get worse. The closer they got the more distant she would become from me. I would become less important to her than he was. I could lose her completely. I couldn’t bear to think about it.
I was just before 6pm when I parked on the road within sight of our drive. I was an hour early and his car was still there. That hour seemed to go on forever but finally I watched as his car drove away and I was allowed back into my own house.
Vicki was nowhere to be seen as I ventured into the hallway, I called out and heard her answer from the bedroom.
I hesitantly pushed open the bedroom door to find my wife lying in bed covered by the quilt.
“Hi honey, did you have a good weekend away on your own?” She asked as if all this was quite normal.
I don’t know what I expected, remorse maybe, sympathy possibly but Vicki seemed full of self confidence and quite obviously enjoying her control and my subjugation.
I just stood there not knowing what to say, how to react, feeling lost.
Vicki smiled sweetly “aww look at you, so sad, you’re quite cute when you’re like this, why don’t you get undressed and come over here and join me”.
I pulled my clothes off and as I approached the bed naked Vicki pulled the quilt back. I stopped, shocked at what I saw.
Vicki just giggled at my reaction.
“Vicki, isn’t that…., you’re wear…. that’s your wedding lingerie” I stuttered in disbelief.
“Yes honey, he asked me to wear it, well told me actually, he said he would find it hot if I wore it for him. He loved it when I put it on, he got so hard. He said he liked the idea that he was going to make me feel so much better than the only other man who had ever seen me in them before had done”.
I just stared at the vision in front of me. Dresses in her virginal white panties, bra and corset with stockings and suspenders my wife looked as sexy and beautiful as she had on our wedding night. Despite my anguish at the circumstances I could feel myself stiffen as I became erect.
“It looks like your little friend is happy to see me” Vicki said smiling. She patted the bed next to her “come on, get in”.
I climbed into the bed and went to put my arms around my wife.
“Uh uh, no touching honey, not now”
“But I thought we could, you know, it’s been very hard for me all weekend, I was hoping…”
“Shhh, it wouldn’t be fair on you. This weekend has been so good for me, he’s so good at it, so much better than you, I would just be disappointed and you’d see that in my face, I couldn’t hide it. It would only make you feel worse, knowing you can’t do for me what he does.”
“Lucky you, I’m so glad he’s so fucking special, I’m so fucking happy for you”. I blurted out angrily.
Vicki propped herself up on one elbow and looked down at me. She spoke calmly but authoritatively “that’s enough of that attitude, you should be happy for me, you had every chance to stop this at the dinner party but you were too weak. Simon says he thinks you secretly wanted this to happen, that you are really naturally submissive. He said he couldn’t believe how pathetic you were that night.” She laughed “do you know he didn’t even remember your name, he had to ask me on Friday night, “what’s his name again”, that’s how insignificant you are to him. I love that.
“So this isn’t going to stop? I asked “you’re not going to stop seeing him.”
“No honey, I’m not. I can’t, I need this now. I love that I have a strong, confident, gorgeous man as my lover. I don’t ever want to lose that. But I also don’t want to lose you because……” she paused to think, “because, well this is an awful thing to say but ……. “ She leaned down to whisper in my ear, “it makes me so fucking wet when I’m cruel to you and you just take it like a good boy.”
Vicki took hold of my hand and guided it up my erection, “let me watch you, I’d like that. It may be all you get from now on. I’m not sure he going to allow anything else. Slowly honey, stroke slowly, I want to watch”.
Without thinking I obeyed,
“Have you ever wondered why Simon was at the dinner party that night?” Vicki suddenly asked.
“No, why”
“I just thought you might want to know.”
“I really don’t care, I never want to see the man again”.
“Oh dear, well that’s my point, the reason he was there. Don’t stop stroking honey, nice and slowly now”
“What do you mean? I asked confused
“Well, he was there as a special guest of your CEO. Keep stroking. He’s just been appointed as the new managing director, a little faster now honey, get yourself really close”, Vicki leant down to whisper again, “he’s going to be your boss, isn’t that exciting. Ordering you around all week and fucking your wife every weekend”
Vicki laughed out loud as I orgasmed, spurting helplessly all over myself.
“Oh my god, that was so funny, look at you”.
I lay there in total shock I was going to have to work with my wife’s lover. How could I do that.
Vicki got out of bed and walked towards the shower, she turned as she got to the door, “the Christmas party might be a little awkward for you this year honey, it’s always on a Saturday isn’t it and you know I’m his on weekends. After that everyone at your work will know you’re just my little weekend cuckold now”.
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