I walked slowly downstairs, leaving Maggie in the bedroom. I waited outside the main room and couldn’t hear much from inside. I waited a moment, took a deep breath and opened the door.
As I entered the main living room on my own, I was expecting everyone to be waiting impatiently for my return. However, on entering, I heard quiet chatter which sounded more like old friends talking in a relaxed manner. Michael and Lisa were together laughing and Will was talking with Kat, who was smiling warmly as she listened to what he was saying.
I immediately felt jealous and annoyed that Will seemed to be getting close to Kat. My hope was that I might have some fun with Kat in compensation for what I feared Maggie would be getting up to. Now it seemed that Will and Kat were flirting. I realised Will and Kat were no longer a couple, but if Will was making a move on Kat I knew that I wouldn’t be able to compete with the young muscular Will with his big cock, which I’m sure Maggie would have told her about.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I took another deep breath and tried to sound like the generous host I wanted to be.
“Maggie and I would very much like you all to stay longer. She will be down to join us shortly. Meanwhile if you want to stay the night, please feel free to use the spare bedrooms. There’s enough for everyone to have their own. Or not, as the case may be.”
There was a murmur of nervous laughter as everyone acknowledged the implication of what I was saying.
Kat spoke.
“We provisionally sorted out the bedrooms earlier before you came back. Sorry if that was a bit presumptuous, but no-one has unpacked in case the plans changed and we didn’t all stay.”
I tried to keep the conversation light.
“That sounds sensible. So who got the big bedroom?” I asked.
Kat answered. “We left that free. We assumed that you and Maggie would have that bedroom.”
Kat saw that I was looking a little lost. “I’ll get you another drink, and you can join us,” she said.
She gestured for me to join her and Will, which made me feel a little more included. I sensed that Will seemed disappointed that Kat was including me. He was, however, quick to take a clean glass and fill it to the brim with red wine as Kat and I watched him.
He looked at us staring at him. “I’ve got a bit of catching up to do now that I know that I don’t have to drive home tonight.”
Kat laughed. “Take it steady, I don’t want to have to drag you to your bed later.”
Will shot back his response. “I’d enjoy that very much.” He took a large swig of wine.
I could see that the evening could end quite badly with me on my own in the bedroom at the top of the house.
Kat didn’t seem at all fazed by Will. “If it’s left to me to get you to your bed, you’ll end up sleeping where you are. Won’t Lisa sort you out?”
“I very much doubt it, we don’t have that sort of relationship at the moment,” said Will. It really seemed like the aftereffects of Maggie’s visit to Manchester were continuing.
Kat turned to me, seeming to exclude Will for a moment. “Paul, is Maggie okay?”
I liked how Kat seemed to want to be with me. My ego needed a boost. “Maggie seems fine. In fact, she’s excited to come down and continue where she left off.”
“Really?” Kat looked a little surprised. I realised that Kat was thinking about the trip to Manchester. I gave a little laugh, which I realised was not very convincing.
“I meant from before we went upstairs,” I clarified.
Kat just gave me a knowing look.
Will wanted to join in. “If, despite everything that’s happened, she wants to pick up from where we left off in Manchester, I’m ready to play my part, just give me a nod.”
It felt like he was goading me.
“We’ll see, I’m sure Paul will call on you if necessary,” said Kat.
The room had become very warm from the open fire in the middle. Before I had time to say anything else, the door opened again, and Maggie walked in.
As soon as I saw her, I could see she was different. The changes were subtle but to me they stood out.
Maggie had rearranged her hair so that while it was still tied up, she now had a deep red ribbon which added a little flair. She had added a little more make-up so that her lips were more red to match the ribbon and her eyes seemed larger and brighter.
However, what caught my eye more was that her robe was open so that the short thin silk nightdress she was wearing underneath was now visible. It seemed to cling to her body more than ever and her erect nipples were now more pronounced and more obvious than ever. In fact, I couldn’t remember seeing her nipples so large and stiff. It had to reflect how much she was excited by the prospect of what lay ahead during the rest of the evening.
I couldn’t remember seeing her in person like this before. She was flaunting herself in an uncharacteristically confident way. This was Maggie in full hotwife mode. However, more than ever before, I felt that she wasn’t my hotwife.
Maggie smiled briefly at me and Kat as she looked around the room. Lisa beckoned her over and almost immediately there were shrieks of laughter as they hugged as if they were meeting for the first time this evening.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to change. There was a new energy. Wine seemed to flow more quickly and people were talking more loudly and faster. Or maybe it was just that my senses were heightened.
Will was watching Maggie, his eyes filled with desire. “Wow, she’s incredible.”
“Put your tongue back in,” Kat seemed to scold Will.
Kat could see that I was stunned by Maggie’s appearance.
“Come on, Paul, we discussed this and you set this up. Maggie seems ready to be the centre of the party. You have to go with it now,” said Kat.
Of course she was right. I had to go with whatever happened and keep my conflicted emotions in check. I tried to just admire how hot Maggie looked, and remember that she was still my wife and she had told me that she didn’t want to change that.
I heard Michael say that he was going to the bathroom and he left Maggie and Lisa talking. As he strode confidently across the room I could see how tall and broad he was, no longer with any of the hesitation I saw when he and I met in Manchester. He gave a glance in my direction and grinned, clearly happy with how things were turning out. I felt Kat give my arm a squeeze. Despite her reservations about this whole thing and how I needed to sort things out, it seemed she was going to be a reassuring presence for me.
Lisa and Maggie immediately started a private conversation in whispers.
Will went over to pick up some food and then went on to get some more wine from the counter.
“Try and enjoy watching Maggie showing this side of herself. Your wife is looking spectacular, and part of me envies her. She’s certainly the centre of attention and seems to be enjoying it,” said Kat.
“I’m trying. Despite how much I’m struggling inside I’m not going to show it. Whilst I feel I’m dying inside, I’ve never been so turned on in my life.”
Kat shook her head and smiled and suggested that I get something to eat. I hadn’t really joined in the eating and drinking. We went over to a low table where there were lots of different types of finger food.
While I was making a selection, Michael re-entered the room. He had changed into a sleeveless shirt and light pants. Will called out from across the room, “I didn’t know we were all undressing. Did this gorgeous lady make you feel overdressed.?”
“I was just very warm, and I thought that it would only get hotter. It’s not just the fire. I just wanted to cool down a little,” Michael laughed in reply.
We could now all see Michael’s muscular arms with their tattoos.
Lisa and Maggie had glanced at Michael re-entering but were obviously in the middle of an interesting conversation, and they continued talking to each other, taking little notice of Will’s remarks.
Michael went over to where the other three were standing, and walked up so that he was right behind Maggie. He draped one arm over her shoulder and down between her breasts. He put his other one around her waist. He linked them together just under her breasts. He moved his body up so that he was pressing against her and they were now in a close embrace.
Maggie carried on listening to something Lisa was saying. She leaned back against Michael’s shoulder and casually moved one hand up to hold one of his arms. She was smiling. They seemed so familiar with each other. It seemed such a normal thing for a close couple to do. Michael was claiming his woman. I was a bystander, just watching the scene. My wife with her boyfriend, just how it must have been in Manchester.
Maggie moved her free hand behind her back, between her and Michael. Still listening to Lisa, she maneuvered her arm behind her and Michael started grinning. He was enjoying what Maggie was doing. Lisa stopped talking and just smiled at the couple. Everyone in the room could see what was happening.
I looked at Kat and she gave a slight shrug as if to say, ‘what did you expect?’
Maggie talked to Lisa while she rubbed Michael’s arm. They looked relaxed as a couple, and it hurt. I had seen Maggie being fucked, I had seen Maggie freshly fucked, I had seen photos of her with Michael but this was a whole new level. I could see and feel the chemistry between the two of them. I couldn’t remember Maggie being like this with me. She was being so open with her affection and so relaxed with how Michael was pressing against her, and she was feeling his cock. This was Maggie with a different partner, acting differently and both of them looked like it was completely natural.
Lisa left them for a moment to refresh her drink. Michael was saying something into Maggie’s ear. Maggie laughed and looked embarrassed. I could see her telling Michael to wait until later. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and she smiled.
Kat could see how bad I was feeling. “Do you still think you can cope with what Maggie seems to want to do?”
I needed to be able to breathe. I also needed the bathroom. I told Kat I would be back shortly and I went upstairs. I found it difficult to piss because my cock was so hard. Despite the pain, seeing my petite white wife’s body pressed against her big black boyfriend made my cock hard. It took a while for me to relax enough for my cock to soften so that I could piss.
Despite the torture inside, I was excited as well. I felt I was living through a fantasy, only this was real and I knew that there would be consequences.
As I looked around the bathroom, I found the evidence of Maggie’s preparation. Her scent bottle, a damp towel and her razor. I guessed she had shaved herself, including around her pussy. I wondered if she had done that earlier for me, or just now for Michael.
I splashed water on my face and tried to think clearly. This was my test, and I was failing just as I feared I would. I couldn’t cope with this, and if I could make it through this evening I would need to have a long and open conversation with Maggie. How could I find a way to cope?
I wondered if I could speak with Maggie even now, and at least say that I couldn’t stay around while she was like this. If she wanted to continue, I needed to leave.
I gathered myself and went downstairs, and once again took a couple of deep breaths before entering the main room. The fire was still burning strongly and I could feel the heat as I walked in. Will, Lisa and Kat were sharing a joke across the room.
There was no sign of Michael or Maggie.
Kat looked up and saw me and came straight over, leaving the other two talking. I spoke first.
“Where’s Maggie?”
“Maggie and Michael went off a short while ago. Michael wanted to try out the sunken bath in the large bedroom,” said Kat.
“And Maggie just agreed to go with him?”
“Yes, are you surprised?” she replied.
“I guess not, but it’s just still a shock. I thought I would be around and more involved when she decided to do something. She has said she would let me know.”
“I think she found it easier to go off with him when you were out of the room. They might not be long.”
“Were you all having a laugh at my expense when I came back in?” I knew I was sounding pathetic.
“Not at all. I wanted to find out what Maggie had been saying so that I could tell you, if you think you can still cope. It seems you can’t, despite everything you said.”
I wanted to know everything and I feared that Kat would hold things back. I tried to appear composed again.
“No, I’m fine, I knew this could happen. What was Maggie saying?”
Lisa said that the conversation had been flowing easily and it had been getting more risque as everyone relaxed. Maggie had said that she didn’t want to do anything that might mean that she would have to rush to get tested like she did after the Manchester weekend. Michael had reminded her how Lisa had made sure they all were tested twice after the Manchester trip so that all she had to worry about was getting pregnant! Everyone had laughed as if it was just a joke.
Maggie had told them that she had read an article in a women’s magazine about what changes year by year as women got older. She thought it would be depressing as she faced another birthday. It listed lots of facts including that at her age her chances of getting pregnant naturally were less than five percent, so she didn’t need to worry much about contraception anymore.
They had joked that after each birthday there were new opportunities as well as lost ones. They had all raised their glasses and toasted the benefits of older women having sex.
“How is that supposed to make me feel?” I tried not to sound too bitter at missing the conversation. “Maggie seems to be accepting that she can have bareback sex with everyone without worrying. I can’t let that happen.”
Kat frowned at me. “I’m not sure if that’s what she meant, but you set this up. You were the one frustrated with how Maggie was after the last time she met Michael. I’m here to help and support you, but I’m not going to feel sorry for you. You have to decide what you want. I’ll get your drink while you decide if you can keep it together or you may as well leave.”
I was surprised by Kat’s lack of sympathy, but I knew she was right. I couldn’t complain.
Kat brought me another glass of wine and we sat down next to each other. Kat put a hand on my knee.
“What do you want to do? Wait on your own for Maggie to return? Stay here, and join the conversation? Lisa and Will seem so nice and they haven’t made any nasty remarks about you or said anything derogatory at all. They like Maggie and Lisa seems to like you too. Will hasn’t really spoken much to you, but he seems like a pretty relaxed guy.”
I wanted to stop acting like an outsider. “It does seem strange to be in separate groups. Give me a moment, and then let’s join them,” I said to Kat.
I took a couple more sips of wine, and then Kat and I walked across to join Lisa and Will, who moved apart from each other to let us join them. They stopped speaking for a moment before Will spoke.
“Thank you for this, Paul. I know Michael is really appreciating the arrangements as we speak. You must have guessed this would happen. Right?”
I realised it would make me appear even more stupid if I denied this.
“I thought that Maggie might want to do something with Michael. I know they’ve been close.”
Will seemed to be enjoying the conversation and sensing my discomfort, even though I was trying to appear calm and relaxed. “You can say that again, they’ve been close in so many ways.”
I tried to work out whether Will was goading me. Given how I had set this up, I knew he might be just stating the obvious. It was a strange way to make conversation, but everything about the evening was strange. Just the previous evening it was a place for family fun. It now felt so different.
Lisa changed the tone a little. “You must love Maggie so much to support her in this way.”
“I just want her to be happy.” My reply seemed automatic. I realised I was still sounding pathetic.
Lisa tried to help. “Come on, guys, we can’t just stand around looking at each other while the other two are having fun. What do you want to do? There’s a big screen so we can watch a movie or play some different music? We could even go outside for a walk since there’s a great moon to walk under.”
Will went to the remote for the TV. “I’m going to see what’s available to watch.”
There were a number of options, including plenty of films.
Will started going through them, suggesting titles including ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’. He suggested that something like this might put us all in the right mood.
I could no longer cope with tension. I tried not to make a fuss. “It’s so warm in here, I’m going to step outside for a moment.”
I left and picked up a coat to go outside on the driveway. I heard the door open behind me and Kat followed me.
I smiled at her. “I’m okay, I just find Will difficult. But it’s not his fault. What do you discuss in this situation? Maybe a trashy erotic film is the right backdrop while my wife is probably fucking her boyfriend in the next room.”
Kat came up close. “I thought you might not want to be alone. I don’t want to find out that you jumped into the river.”
I laughed. “There’s no danger of that. I don’t want to miss learning what happened.”
We walked outside and around the house, down a slope to the back. The gravel crunching underfoot, and the sound of the river flowing down in the valley was always present.
Kat took my arm. “You do find it exciting, don’t you?”
Kat knew me too well. I tried to explain. “Part of me feels I’m living through the most erotic dream of my life. Even more erotic than my real dreams.”
Now Kat laughed. “I’m getting confused between dreams and real dreams but I think I get your meaning. This is pretty out there, and I’m speaking as a retired sex worker!”
I had stopped thinking about Kat’s past. I knew she must have done some stuff she regretted but she now seemed so well balanced and ‘normal’. It gave me hope that Maggie would get through this and we might be more ‘normal’ again.
As we came to the end of the grounds of the house that faced down the valley, I turned to look up to the large windows of the main bedroom. The blinds were closed and light around the edge of the blinds indicated that the room was occupied. Part of me didn’t want to imagine what was going on behind those blinds. Another part of me definitely wanted to imagine the scene.
I turned to the valley below lit by the moonlight. It seemed even more magical to be outside. We just watched for a while without saying anything.
Kat gave a little shiver. “It’s beautiful, but it’s a little chilly when standing still. I need to walk around or go back inside.”
I turned towards the house. “I think I should go back in and face up to what is happening.”
We went around to the front door and into the main room. The heat hit us again. Lisa and Will were on the couch, although with a space between them, watching ‘Sleepless in Seattle”. Lisa looked up.
“Sorry, we’re being boring. Will’s upset that we aren’t watching something more erotic. Come and join us.”
I excused myself, saying I wanted the bathroom, but I nodded to Kat to encourage her to join them. I went upstairs, used the bathroom, then took some deep breaths. I came back out of the top bedroom, and saw down the stairs Michael coming out of the main bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He went across and into the main room and the door shut behind him.
I came downstairs, and stood for a moment. The door to the bedroom was slightly open. I could see a soft light inside and hear soothing music playing. I went towards the door, opened it some more and went into the bedroom and was again struck by how large it was. I knew of one-room flats that would fit in the space.
There was a sound of water bubbling and a motor running driving the water jets in the bath. The sunken bath was full, with steam rising from the water. It was an ideal place for lovers to play.
The bath had no-one in it. I looked across to the large bed. I froze still and gasped at the shocking sight that greeted me.
Maggie was on her back spread-eagle. Her arms and legs were stretched out and held in place by ties made out of cloth, which were secured to the legs of the bed. Another piece of cloth blindfolded her, and yet another was across her mouth forming a gag. She was immobile, unable to see or speak.
I was rooted to the spot as I came to terms with what I was seeing. I felt my legs turn to jelly and my stomach turn at the position my wife was in.
I couldn’t believe how this could have happened. I recovered the use of my legs and moved quickly towards her, but also noticed that I could see her shaved pussy open and wet. Her body was shining in the soft light. She was occasionally moving slightly, testing the ties that bound her. She didn’t seem to be struggling.
As I got close, she seemed to sense that someone was there. She lifted her head a little and made a muffled sound. I didn’t say anything. I just looked at her body on the bed. It was amazing. She was a mother to two grown-up children, yet her slim body so openly displayed was incredibly desirable. The most desirable woman I could ever want. But why had Michael tied her up? Despite his size, I wanted to punch him for what he had done.
Yet before releasing her I couldn’t help stopping to look a little more closely. I’d never seen Maggie like this.
Her body was glowing and I saw that there was a bottle of massage oil by the bed. It seemed that oil had been rubbed into her.
I noticed how hard and erect her nipples were. I noticed it previously when she was wearing the thin nightdress, and now they were unimpeded by any clothing.
I knew how sensitive Maggie’s breasts were. Normally if I tried to touch them, she would flinch unless she was very relaxed and in the right mood. Despite, or maybe because of this, I had always found them irresistible.
I was close enough so that my hand could reach and touch one of Maggie’s breasts. As soon as she felt my touch she moved, but her body didn’t jerk away. She took a deep breath and groaned. It was the sound she made as she was about to orgasm.
I realised that there was something in Maggie’s mouth which was preventing her from speaking at all clearly and making her cheeks bulge. As she calmed a little from my initial touch I moved my hand up to her face and pushed the blindfold out her eyes. She blinked slowly, but seemed to still be recovering from my touch. As she managed to focus again, she looked at me with pleading in her eyes.
I undid the cloth around her mouth to find her panties had been rolled into a ball. I removed them. Maggie’s breathing seemed to be returning to normal as she took deep breaths through her mouth. She looked at me but said nothing.
I touched the side of her face. “How could he do this to you? So much for Mister Nice Guy. Let me free you and get you away from him.”
Maggie spoke to say, “No; stop.”
I had been about to untie her arms.
Maggie closed her eyes and just continued to breathe steadily for a moment. “He did this because I asked him to. I had to persuade him to do it. I thought he might have told you.”
“I don’t understand.” It was all I could say.
Maggie continued.
“I had been thinking about this. I had this fantasy in my mind for a while, and this is probably the only chance I’ll ever get to make it happen. I want to test myself. I want to give up control. I want to offer myself to let others decide what to do with me. I agreed with Michael that he would tie me up and decide who gets to have me and what they do.”
“You do want to pick up from where you left off in Manchester.”
“I want to feel some of those sensations when I haven’t taken drugs or drunk too much. When I’ll be able to remember clearly, and not be able to blame anyone or anything else. I didn’t know who would come into the room and what they would do.”
I was confused. “We’ve never done anything like this. You’ve never suggested that you wanted this. Why didn’t you tell me? You didn’t even wait for me to return before you went off.”
Maggie looked up, her eyes looking pleading. “I’m sorry, I didn’t set out to hurt you, but you gave me the freedom to do whatever I decided tonight, and I just wanted this. Please. You said I could do what I wanted, and in the end I found it easier just to leave while you were out of the room. That was wrong. Please let me do this tonight. Then we’ll talk, I promise.”
I couldn’t believe how calmly Maggie was speaking, as if this were a normal thing. “Aren’t you taking a risk? What might he do to you?”
“I trust him. It might seem strange, but after thinking over and over what happened last time I’ve come to realise that I do trust him. He knows I want this. I’m sorry if that’s difficult for you, but I can’t explain this any other way.”
“He’s already fucked you like this?”
“No, we had sex in the tub. Then when I asked him he tied me up and left me blindfolded and alone so I could imagine what would happen next.”
“I can see from how wet you are down there that he has already cum inside you.”
“No, he hasn’t. He came in my mouth. I can feel how wet I am, but that’s the state I’m in. It’s how I feel at the moment, tied to the bed. Excited in anticipation.”
“You want me to leave you how I found you for when he comes back?”
“Please. Then you can do what you want with me. I left Michael to decide what happens next, and with whom. Can you handle that?”
I felt my cock twitch as I heard Maggie’s words. I wanted to leap on top of her and use her in this state, but as I considered this I could hear movement in the other room as if someone was about to leave. I didn’t want to be found having sex with my wife like this.
“You really want me to put back the blindfold and gag?”
Maggie looked at me with her beautiful eyes and just said, “Yes, please.”
Without saying any more I gently pulled the blindfold over Maggie’s eyes. She lifted her head so that I could position it properly. I rolled up her panties in my hand and brought them to her lips. When she felt them she opened her mouth wide and I carefully put them in. I then re-tied the cloth so that she was gagged.
I could hear her breathe through her nose. Her long deep breaths indicated that she had become aroused again. I touched a nipple and she gave a groan and moved her body up to meet my hand.
I backed away. I felt almost afraid by the sexual energy Maggie seemed to display. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body. When I heard the door from the main room open I had backed up to the wall and I found myself by a small dressing room off the bedroom.
I moved into the room as I saw Will coming into the bedroom. He saw Maggie tied to the bed, and didn’t notice me in the side room. I had a perfect view as he stopped and looked at my wife, her legs wide open. He quickly started removing his clothing, until he was standing naked by his dumped pile of clothes.
He then approached the bed and got onto the bed on his knees. Maggie lifted her body as she felt the movement. Will moved forward between her legs and stopped for a moment. I could see clearly his large cock standing erect. It seemed so large next to my petite wife. I remembered how Michael said he could have penis envy. I couldn’t imagine how Maggie would even feel me in her after this. I knew that Will’s cock had been in Maggie before, but I couldn’t imagine how she could take something so big. Now I was going to find out.
Maggie was now moving around as much as she could, giving moans as she seemed to be craving for someone to touch her. Will leaned forward, placing his arms either side of Maggie’s head so that he was over her body. He moved down so that his cock was lined up with her pussy, but he still hadn’t touched her.
Everything about Will seemed proportionately larger compared to Maggie as he towered over her. He made her look so small under him.
Will seemed to be preparing himself. He moved forward and as his bare cock came into contact with Maggie’s pussy she tensed up and gave a loud groan. Then she tried to move onto the cock. Did she know whose cock it was?
Without any further hesitation, Will slowly pushed further forward so that he was starting to enter her. Maggie gave a deep guttural moan that lasted many seconds as her body started to shake, whether from pain or pleasure wasn’t clear. It was probably both. Then she breathed in deeply again, and pushed against Will as he moved inside more. Over the next few minutes he slowly inserted his cock inside her, allowing her to adjust to his size until his whole long, thick cock was embedded in my wife. He then pushed against her sharply and she gave the loudest, deepest groan that reverberated for the longest time.
Despite the size of the cock that was now inside her, and the difficulty in taking it, Maggie started to move herself against Will to make his cock move in and out of her. Her body seemed to be vibrating and I wondered if she was already cumming.
This time there could be no doubt. Michael and Lisa must have known Will was going to fuck my wife. I also knew that Maggie didn’t seem to mind who was fucking her. She was in such a heightened sexual state that it didn’t matter. Or perhaps she was in a heightened state because it didn’t matter to her. She had given up any control.
I had believed and told others that Maggie could only have sex when she had an emotional connection with somebody. If that were true before, it was no longer true now. This was Maggie just wanting sex with anyone.
Will started moving in and out of her, slowly at first and then speeding up. He was using increasing force as he thrust into her. One hand reached forward and grabbed her around the neck. Her face went red as he seemed to choke her. I nearly ran forward to stop him, but I realised that Maggie was getting more turned on, and the guttural sounds from her just got louder. Her body shook.
Will started speaking to her. “You like this, I can feel it. I can feel you squirting. You want me to choke you, don’t you?”
Maggie gave a little nod of assent. Will immediately thrust his cock into her with even more force. I could see from Maggie’s shaking body and moans that she was cumming.
Will stopped and withdrew. He started quickly pulling at the strips of cloth that were holding Maggie in position. They came away easily, showing that they were only ever loosely tied. Once they were all untied Will grabbed Maggie’s legs and roughly turned her over onto her stomach. Then he reached under the middle of her body and lifted her up, so that she was on her knees. He pushed the front of her body down onto her elbows with her face down on the bed and her bottom raised. She was displaying herself, and I imagined the view Will would have.
Will moved forward and entered Maggie again, grabbing her hair to hold onto as he pushed himself into her. He again started pumping in and out of her aggressively, while she began moaning. She was getting even louder, giving out muffled cries, indicating pain, but not doing anything to stop Will.
Maggie gave a particularly loud scream and this time Will stopped. He reached around her face and pulled up her blindfold. He then pushed down her gag and reached in and pulled out the panties stuffed in her mouth. Maggie inhaled a deep breath and started panting.
Will’s cock was still inside Maggie. He seemed to be catching his own breath. A fine sheen of sweat added to the oil and made Maggie’s body glow in the soft light. Her skin was shining. She was breathing deeply now, still staring ahead.
Will spoke, sounding out of breath. “Your screams made me worried. Do you want me to stop?”
Maggie took a couple more deep breaths before she replied. “No, I want you to carry on. Don’t hold back. Do whatever you want, but do something.”
Any lingering doubts I had that Maggie didn’t want to be dominated by other men were dispelled.
Will slowly withdrew his cock from Maggie’s pussy. She made a small noise, which sounded like she was disappointed. She moved her body back but Will had lifted his cock so that it was now resting on her back.
“If you want any more you need to beg for it,” said Will.
Maggie made a meowing noise. Then she spoke again. “Please, I want to feel you inside me.”
“Beg,” replied Will. “Tell me what you want.”
“Please, I beg you. Fuck me.”
“What do you want? What makes me special?”
“I want your big cock. I’m begging you. Please. Fuck me any way you want.” Maggie sounded desperate for him
Will reached across to the table by the bed to pick up the massage oil. He poured some oil over the top of the crack between her buttocks so that it would pour down. He then poured some oil on the fingers of his left hand and then inserted the index finger into my wife’s back passage. She shuddered and moved back against him so that his finger disappeared inside her.
Will withdrew his finger and put his middle finger alongside his index finger and then started to insert the two fingers. Maggie gave a squeal of pain and moved forward off the fingers. Will reached for her shoulder with his other hand and pulled her back onto the fingers. Slowly the two fingers entered her. Once they were fully inserted, Will moved them in and out and as Maggie adjusted to the intrusion, she started pushing back.
Will then stopped moving and while he still had two fingers inside her, he moved his body closer and adjusted the position of his cock so that it lined up with Maggie’s pussy. He then inserted his long cock into Maggie, so that she now had his two fingers and his cock double penetrating her. I wondered how both fitted in next to each other.
Maggie’s whole body shuddered at this invasion, and her groan was long and deep. I couldn’t recognise her voice as she was making sounds I’d never heard from her before.
Will withdrew his fingers and then as he pushed them back in he withdrew his cock. He then withdrew his cock and inserted his fingers, and repeated this more and more quickly until Maggie was being alternately entered by fingers or cock.
Maggie was now giving short moans every time either the fingers or cock entered her. I would never have thought of doing this to her. She seemed to be entering another state of ecstasy.
Will gasped. “You’re squirting again, you slut.”
He stopped moving and withdrew his cock, keeping his fingers inside her. He took his spare hand and picked up the bottle of oil. He dripped oil onto his cock and then put down the bottle and spread the oil so that it completely covered his cock.
He then withdrew his two fingers and moved his cock up a little so that it was lined up with Maggie’s backside and started to push forward into her.
Maggie gasped. “You’re too big.”
Will withdrew his cock. “You said I could do whatever I want, I want to fuck your arse.”
Maggie hesitated for just a moment. Then she almost sounded like she was crying when she said, “Okay, I’ll try and take it.”
Maggie had said that she would only offer this to me. Another line had been crossed. Another sign that Maggie wasn’t mine anymore. I felt miserable despair. As I started to feel I could cry, I heard Maggie scream.
Will was slowly working his cock into her behind. Maggie was struggling to take it but inch by inch it went in. I could see tears in Maggie’s eyes. It obviously hurt. Why wasn’t she resisting? Why didn’t she tell him to stop?
Will was obviously enjoying this. He spoke. “You’re so tight.”
He pushed forward a little bit more and Maggie immediately screamed in pain.
Will didn’t move further. “Shall I stop?”
Maggie was crying and panting. “Yes, stop. You’re too big, I just can’t take it.”
I realised I had been holding my breath, and I breathed out again, realising as I did so that I had made a noise. However, both Will and Maggie seemed to be focused on each other and didn’t react.
Maggie had told me that she would only have anal with me. It was the last thing that was just between us. She had been ready to give that gift to Will, someone she hardly knew.
Will smacked her ass hard twice, making her cry out, but she didn’t try to stop him.
She just said, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t do it.”
“I’ll fuck your cunt even harder, since I can’t fuck you in the arse,” said Will.
Maggie’s response still surprised me. “Yes, punish me. Please use me, fuck me hard.”
Will moved around and lay down on his back. He got Maggie to put her legs either side of him facing away from him. He moved her down so that she was astride his cock. Will took hold of Maggie’s hips so that he appeared to be controlling her movement. He pushed her away and then pulled her towards him, keeping her pressed down on him.
Maggie moaned as she rubbed up and down his long cock. After she had moved up and down a few times Will stopped and let go of her. He spoke in a clear and firm voice. “Put it inside.”
Maggie lifted herself up and grasped Will’s cock and positioned it beneath so that it was pointing up. Her hands looked small. She lowered herself on it, pushing down until it was completely inside her.
Will leaned forward and put his hands on her hips again. He pushed her forward so that she was bent forward, her bottom towards him and she was lifted slightly off his cock. He then lifted his hips, grabbed Maggie’s hips and pulled her down onto his cock. He pushed her away so that she withdrew from his cock and then pulled her onto it again. He repeated this, aggressively moving her on and off his cock at faster and faster speed.
Maggie started to shout out as Will moved more quickly, pummelling her with his cock. Her voice was giving out staccato shouts as Will shook her body. She gave a loud scream and I could see liquid squirting from her pussy.
She held herself up for a moment.
Will pushed her to one side then got up and stood by the bed and pulled Maggie towards him like a rag doll. She didn’t resist as he took her face and brought her mouth to his cock. She looked up at him and opened her mouth. He pushed his cock to the back of her mouth, making her gag. He pushed again, and Maggie seemed to choke.
Will withdrew his cock and then put it in again, once again pushing until Maggie seemed to gag on it. He held her with his cock down the back of her throat until Maggie, clearly unable to breathe, brought up a hand to push him away.
I couldn’t watch my wife being treated like this. I shook myself and started to move. Even now, they didn’t notice me.
Will looked at Maggie disapprovingly. “If you can’t take all of my cock in your arse or your mouth, we will have to keep trying until you can manage it, or you need to make me cum.”
Maggie was always explaining to her pupils at school that boys should treat girls with respect. She brought up our son to understand that intimate relationships should be based on love and mutual respect. Yet, now she was allowing herself to be treated like a piece of meat.
Maggie grabbed Will’s cock with both hands and spat on it to make it more wet, although it seemed unnecessary because it was shiny from having been in her pussy and mouth. She rubbed her hand up and down with her mouth over its tip. She seemed desperate to make him cum.
Maggie seemed to know what she was doing. Within a few moments, Will was clearly getting close. He grabbed her head and as she let go of his cock with her hands, he pushed himself inside her one more time and held her as he groaned. Maggie choked as he pumped cum down the back of her throat. He held her head on his cock until he finished cumming and as he let go Maggie was gasping for breath. Her mouth was open and some of Will’s cum dribbled out of her open mouth. As she got her breath back, she swallowed all the cum that remained in her mouth.
Maggie’s eyes were watering which made her look like she was in tears. She was breathing heavily. Will was recovering, although his cock was still semi-erect. Cum continued to seep onto the end of his cock. “Lick it off,” he instructed.
Maggie leaned forward and licked the cum off and swallowed. My wife wouldn’t give me a blow job until a few months ago. Now she was apparently happy to swallow any man’s cum.
She rolled onto her back and put her arm across her eyes. Will spoke again. “What do you say?”
Maggie moved her arm away from her face and looked up at Will. She gave a small, weak smile. “Thank you.”
“Good girl,” said Will, which seemed ironic given that Maggie was probably at least ten years older than him. He then picked up his pants and put them on and gathered the rest of his clothes. Without another word he walked out of the room leaving Maggie, still breathing deeply, her body sweaty and limp from the battering it had received from Will.
For a few moments there was only the sound of Maggie breathing along with music still playing in the background. I wondered how to tell Maggie I was watching. Then I saw Maggie put her arm across her eyes again and start to cry. She started sobbing gently.
I had to go to her, but as I started to move, the door opened and Michael came in. He ran across to her and sat on the bed next to her. He lifted her head and put it on his lap. She looked up at him.
Michael spoke gently. “Oh, Margaret, what did Will do to you? He wasn’t meant to hurt you?”
“He did what he wanted to do, which was what I asked to happen. But what does that make me?”
Michael stroked her face. “You’re a beautiful, sexually adventurous woman who is learning what she wants, and that makes you so special. It looks like Will has treated you badly. I don’t want you to suffer.”
“I’m fine, just be gentle with me now,” said Maggie, her voice now quiet and gentle.
Michael leaned down and kissed my wife gently on the lips. She started to kiss him back and then reached up and put her arm around him and pulled him to her. They started kissing passionately. I could see Maggie’s tongue moving in and out of his mouth. Their kissing became more heated until Michael stood up and started removing his clothing.
Maggie said, “I need to wash, I’m all sweaty.”
Micheal just hushed her. “I don’t care, Margaret, I just want to be with you now.”
“I want to be with you, Mike,” replied Maggie. “But I’m not sure I smell great.”
“You’ll never be able to put me off,” said Michael, looking deeply into her eyes.
Maggie looked up at him and I could see her smiling up at him. Was it just deep affection or more? They looked like lovers, completely comfortable in each other’s company.
I tried to come to terms with what I had just heard. Since I first met her, Maggie had been Maggie. Her mother preferred Margaret (“that’s the name you were given”, she used to say) but no-one else used it. Maggie always said she didn’t like the name. Yet here was Michael using it. Here was my wife accepting it. Their own names for each other. Their own world.
Michael was naked in no time and he got into bed next to Maggie and they started kissing again, their arms around each other. Maggie pulled Michael to her and on top of her. Her small pale body contrasting with his large dark-toned muscular body. As he positioned himself on top of her he lined up his cock which was erect and seemed to me to be as large as Will, despite what Michael had said before.
Michael was gentle as he moved forward. Maggie opened her legs and pulled him towards her.
A thought seemed to occur to Michael and he paused for a moment. “Did he cum in you?”
Maybe there was a limit to what Michael would accept. Would he not want to enter her if she still had Will’s cum in her?
“No, I saved that for you, as I promised you I would.”
With that, Michael slowly and gently entered my wife. She had a look of longing, a look of desire.
This seemed to be so different from moments earlier when Will had been fucking her. As Michael’s cock fully engaged in Maggie’s pussy, he brought his face down to Maggie and they kissed again, gently and lovingly.
I felt physical pain in my stomach as Michael’s bare cock entered Maggie. Their coupling was loaded with emotion. He was with her and caring for her. I was her husband. I should have been the one comforting her and making love with her after her traumatic experience with Will. Instead I was watching from a glorified wardrobe like a voyeur. She didn’t seem to want me or need me. She had Michael.
Michael slowed down, and spoke. “Is this better than with Will and his big cock?”
“I prefer your cock; you know how to make me feel so good. I’ve missed this,” Maggie replied.
“You’ll not want your husband after this, will you? He had his chance and he blew it,” said Michael.
I didn’t know what he meant, but I knew I had got things wrong, and I feared what Maggie would say.
Maggie put out a hand to stop Michael moving and pushed him away a little.
“Don’t talk about Paul like that. He’s still my husband. We can forget him for now.”
I tried to process what Maggie had said. I couldn’t understand. Did this mean she still wanted to be with me? Or was she planning to leave me?
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I looked to find I’d missed a number of messages from Kat asking where I was. Her more recent messages suggested she was worried that I had walked off and fallen, or jumped, into the river. I realised that I had left the room some time ago.
I looked up at Michael and Maggie, who were now moving in unison again. They were continuing to make love to each other, with Michael moving his cock slowly in and out as Maggie moaned in pleasure. I left the dressing room without making a sound and moved quietly around the edge of the room towards the door. I realised I could whistle a tune and they wouldn’t have noticed. Their whole beings were only focussed on each other.
As I started to open the door I heard Michael give a deep groan. He was clearly unloading his cum deep inside my wife’s unprotected pussy and she was screaming “yes”. Half of me was fascinated and wanted to stay and watch for longer. My cock was hard in my pants. There was still something exciting about watching my wife with another man, but another part of me was devastated by what I had seen.
It felt like I had been witnessing my wife being fucked by one man then making love to another. She seemed to be falling deeply in love with Michael, and things could never be the same between us again.
I left the room, and went upstairs to the bedroom which I had shared with Maggie for the last two nights. I wasn’t sure if or when we would be sharing a bedroom again.
I sent a message to Kat to say I was in the bedroom and would come downstairs soon. Within moments I heard footsteps on the stairs and there was a knock on the door.
I heard Kat’s voice from the other side of the door. “Paul, are you there?”
