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From the top of the stairs she called down, “Hey cuck, I hope you like the new you as much as I do!” Then she laughed. She loves me for who I am. How could my life be any better? I’m not less of a man, I am more of a husband, willing to do what it takes to make his wife happy. Then she called down, “Get up here and get me ready for my date!”
In the back of my mind, I held out hope that she was just role playing. I just couldn’t wrap my head around that she was really cheating on me. The taste of cum in her pussy was unmistakable, but I still held out hope that it was a deep fake.
What I experienced when I walked into “her” bedroom I still cannot describe. The vision I beheld literally brought me to my knees. My wife, more beautiful than any queen, stood at her full length mirror assessing her appearance. She turned when my knees hit the floor hard and said, “Ill take that as your approval?” I said what came natural, “Yes my Queen!”
My eyes devoured every inch of her, starting with her 5 inch stiletto heals, her fence net stocking making her legs look 10 feet tall, the lace garters holding her stockings, the black and red thong with matching push up bra, the black pearl necklace, and unbelievably, a silver and black pearl encrusted tiara! My Queen!
She was a visionary, and I welcomed the pain in my crotch from the restrictive cage. I bowed down and put my hands flat on the tile, my face on the floor. I wasn’t worthy of this transformation! “You never knew I could be this hot did you?” she said licking her red lips just daring me to say something, anything.”
“Crawl over here cuck. Kiss my pussy and tell me to have a good time!” I scurried on my knees, kissed her pussy and wished her just that, ending with My Queen. She liked that touch, and pulled my head in against her pussy as she said, “I am going to get some real cock tonight, not some sissy cuck cock. Tonight I’m going to be the whore of some unsuspecting Alpha male from a bar I read about this afternoon. We are gonna rock each other’s world tonight, and you get to clean up the mess when I get home.”
She grabbed a new dress from the closet that tied with a silk belt leaving her breasts on full display, and so short it didn’t quite cover the curve of her ass. She grabbed her purse with her phone clipped to it, and headed for the door saying, “I’m taking an Uber. I’ll be in touch.” And out the door she went.
My penis was in severe distress. I tried to make it stop growing, but everything was making me horny! I finally took off my panties and jumped in the shower, using the hand nozzle I directed the ice cold stream to my cock and balls. It took a few minutes but finally my shriveled genitals found relief. I put my panties on and walked back downstairs.
My phone was ringing.
I answered quickly when I saw it was my wife. It was a video call. She was in the back seat of the Uber and she set her purse on the seat pointing at her, phone clipped on, before making the video call. I said hello but she had obviously muted me. She was talking to young male driver:
HER: Do you know the place I’m going?
HIM:Yeah, I take a lot of fares there.
HER: Is it as hot as they say?
Him: It’s a popular pick up joint if that’s what you mean.
Her: Do you think these will help get me picked up? She asked as she opened the top of her dress to show him her cleavage.
Him: Yes Ma’am, for sure!
Her: Good. I left my husband at home so I could get a wild fuck, and he knows what I’m doing and likes it!
Him: Really? He let’s you do that?
Her: Lets me? No. I make the rules. I fuck who I want while he waits at home. She smiled looking at her phone.
HIM: Wow. That’s cool I guess.
HER: We love each other, it works.
The call ended. I was stunned. 24 Hours ago, this was not the same woman, we were not the same couple, and I was not running to the shower for the second time in 5 minutes to freeze my cock and balls!
Cold now, I climbed into bed in the guest room and tried to close my eyes. The warm blankets felt good but I missed the warmth of my wife’s body next to mine. I wasn’t sure I could handle all this. I drifted in and out of sleep for a while. Then the phone rang again.
Just a regular call. It sounded like her phone was sitting on the bar. It was loud, but I could make out her voice and several others. I heard my wife say, “Ready when you are cowboy!” Then I heard another woman’s voice who must have been sitting beside her.
“I would kill to have her body! His hands are all over her! She might as well take the dress off for all it covers!” Then I heard women laughing. “I guess we know who she’s going home with tonight. Did you see? She’s wearing a wedding ring!” as another woman commented, “Yeah, he doesn’t care. She’s a sure thing, ring or not!”
I kept listening, hoping to hear more as my imagination ran wild. The man she is dancing with is fondling her on the dance floor. Everyone can see it. He is touching my wife’s tits and rubbing her ass, exposing her ass for others to see. My cock began hurting again, but I couldn’t stop listening. “Thank ya Purdy lady!” I heard a deep voice faking a southern accent say. “The pleasure was all mine!” I heard my wife say. The call went dead again.
My mind wondered… where was she, who was she with, what was she doing? Was she getting laid? I hoped not, but my cock didn’t agree. In pain, I went back to the shower to shrink my genitals.
The phone rang about 1:30am. No video. No voices at first then I heard, “The hotel bar is open till 2. Come in for a night cap, we’ll get you another Uber home.” I heard my wife say, “Just one. I don’t want my husband to worry!” The call went dead.
Hotel? Bar? Night cap? We? Husband? My conscience hung on every detail. This didn’t sound like your average hook up. Men from out of town? The woman I married would never go to the room of strangers after drinking. But then this isnt the woman I married, this is the woman I am married to and I need to adjust to the change MY Queen.
I fought it, but finally sleep overtook me. I didn’t wake up until 7am. I checked my phone. 2 missed calls with messages, and one text from My Queen. Yes, I changed her contact info accordingly. I checked the phone messages first.
I heard my wife say, “The rooms are very nice here. How long did you say you’ll be in town?” A male voice responded “Through next weekend.” Then my wife again, “Oh I really shouldn’t. I’m drunk enough!” To which another voice said, “Drunk enough for what?” and several voices laughed. Then my wife said “Is that what I think it is?” And the message ended.
The next message started with a male voice saying, “If I pull this cord, do you fire up like a lawn mower?” and my wife replied, “As you can see, that was the only thing holding my dress on!” and again, laughter. Then a male voice said, what do we have to pull to get the rest off!” and as everyone laughed, my wife replied, “A little music usually does it!” and the message ended.
The text message came later, from her phone. The message said, “Your wife wanted you to know she is safe and having a good time, a really good time, and we’ll send her home later. The text was at 3:14am. It had a video attached. I was trembling when I hit play.
The video opened on my wife, naked, on her back with her legs spread high in the air, and a black man with a cowboy hat holding her feet as he put his impossibly huge cock into my wife and began fucking her. Another man offered her his cock to suck, and she greedily took it into her mouth. The man filming was rubbing his cock on her tits as he said, “we did lines off her tits and ass, and she did lines off of our cocks, so we’ll be fucking her till daybreak. We’ll send the whore home when we’re done with her. She’s not a virgin anymore either!”
I heard my wife’s muffled grunting, sucking hard on a dick as the man fucking her pounded her pussy. My wife reached up and started stroking the photographer’s cock, just as another appeared, that she grabbed with her other hand. She was high on coke, and being gangbanged by 4 men, and she was loving every minute of it!
I checked her room and she wasn’t home yet. I went downstairs to wait. I didn’t have to wait long. The Uber driver, a young woman, dropped her off at the street, I later learned was the request of the men who hired her. My wife got out of the car barefoot, carrying her shoes and her purse, and as she got closer, I saw her bra and panties hung around her neck like a collar.
I opened the door, not caring who might see me, and grabbed her just as her belt fell off and her dress opened. She laughed as she came in the house, stripping off her dress and tossing it and her underwear on the floor before handing me her purse and shoes and instructing me to come to her room. I followed her up the stairs and into the room where she laid on the bed on her back, spread her legs, and said, “You know what to do!” Yes my Queen.
TBC
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