“Hi darling,” she said as he reached them. “I was just taking lunch. Have you eaten?”
Neil shook his head as he stood there impassively.
“Let me get you a sandwich and a coffee,” she said to him.
Karl stood up. “Let me get it,” he said. “I’m Karl, by the way.”
Neil reached out for his outstretched hand and shook it. Claire quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
“It’s a beef and horseradish with a latte,” she said to Karl.
Neil sat down opposite her. “Having your lunch break then?” he asked her.
Claire nodded as she squirmed in her seat. She could still feel the wetness under her and it acted as a reminder. Here she was sitting with her husband while her panties were in the pocket of the man buying lunch for him. There was some wicked irony in it all.
“Karl having his lunch break too?” he asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders. “Dunno,” she told him. “He came in while I was here.”
Karl returned to the table with Neil’s sandwich and a coffee. Neil thanked him. “It must, kind of, mess up your social lives with Claire working on a Saturday?” Karl said.
“We manage okay,” he replied.
Claire could sense the tension. It was understandable of course. If the roles were reversed and it was Neil with another woman she would be ripping her head off. She glanced at her watch. Time was marching on.
“Lunchtime nearly over?” Neil asked her.
“Yes,” she told him. “Why don’t you pop in when you’ve finished.”
Neil nodded. “Okay then,” he told her.
Claire stood up and glanced at Karl. “Well, no doubt I’ll see you around,”
Karl shook his head. “I’ll be away most of next week,” he told her. “Got some business to take care of.”
Claire glanced back as she reached the cafe door. Karl had moved into her seat and he was facing Neil; they were in conversation. She fell into a state of nervous excitement. Karl was trying to form a relationship with her husband now. How would it go? Would it succeed?
Back at the store she kept glancing at the two entrances to her floor as she worked. She was expecting Neil to drop by. She looked up at the clock as well; time was marching on. There was still no sign of Neil. Claire was beginning to panic. Almost two hours had passed and there was still no sign of him. She considered breaking company rules to sneak off and call him and was almost at that point when suddenly the two of them came into the store together.
Her heart skipped a beat. Why were they coming in together? Was it because… ?
She caught their faces. Karl had a smile on his but Neil looked nervous. She expected them to come up to her supervisor’s station where she was standing doing some paperwork but they didn’t. Karl led him in another direction; towards the nightwear section. Claire gasped silently to herself.
She looked across at the tills; the staff were busy and no one seemed to have noticed that her husband had walked in with another man. She looked back towards the nightwear section; Karl was looking at nightdress and panty sets and Neil was standing very close to him. Karl was speaking to Neil as he inspected some of the items. She thought about walking over to them but decided against it. It would only bring attention to them all for one thing, but it might also distract Neil from what he was doing.
They stood there for nearly fifteen minutes inspecting various items of clothing. Karl seemed keen on a crimson gown and he held it up for quite a time talking to Neil about it. Suddenly Neil reached inside his jacket and took out his wallet. Claire watched as he took out some notes and handed them to Karl. She watched in disbelief as Neil walked towards the exit while Karl headed for the till.
He caught her gaze and smiled as the assistant took the clothing and slipped it into a bag. He smiled again as he walked past her with the bag in hand. It was happening. Neil had obviously conceded to being cuckolded. How had it happened? Why had it happened? What was going to happen next? Questions tore through her mind. She was excited and yet at the same time she was also very nervous. She needed to speak with Karl but she couldn’t. One of the senior managers had appeared on the floor and she had to busy herself.
She left work at six o’clock and tried ringing Karl but his phone was engaged so she went straight home. Neil greeted her with the usual kiss as she went in but unusually he also had a glass of white wine waiting for her.
“I… I have a bath prepared for you,” he told her as he handed the glass to her.
“What’s all this in aid of?”
“Karl wants… Karl wants me to take you to him tonight,” he told her avoiding eye contact with her.
Claire was stunned.
“Do… do you want to take me to him tonight?”
He nodded.
“Are you sure?” she asked him.
Neil nodded silently.
Claire moved closer and kissed him. “Are you sure that you want this?” she asked him. “He is going to fuck me,”
Neil looked away but she put her arm around him and hugged him. She could feel his erection pressing into her.
“You want him to fuck me don’t you?”
Neil looked away again.
“You… you enjoy the fantasy don’t you?” she asked him. “You enjoy the thought of another man fucking me, don’t you?”
He nodded again.
“There will be consequences, you know,” she told him. “You will have to live with the fact that you have let another man fuck me; things will never be the same again in our marriage.”
“I… I know,” he told her. “It’s…
Claire reached down and held his bulge. “It’s okay, I understand,” she told him. “How long… how long have you had these feelings?
He couldn’t look her in the eye. “A long time,” he told her.
“Why… why didn’t you say something before?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know… too afraid, I guess,” he replied.
“Why now?”
“It was last night… when you were saying those things to me,” he told her. “And then there was something that Karl said today.”
“Oh.”
Neil pulled away and sat down at the kitchen table. Claire went and joined him.
“Karl was telling me that you had told him what I was saying to you about that married couple in the hotel I was staying at,” he told her. “He asked what I thought about it. I just shrugged my shoulders. Then he told me that he done similar things. He told me that it’s a great turn on for him when a husband brings his wife to him.”
“So I gather,” Claire told him.
“He… he then said that he wanted me to bring you to him.”
“Wow!”
“I didn’t know what to say,” Neil told her. “Then he asked me would I do it if you wanted me to.”
“What did you say to that?”
“I just said that I couldn’t imagine you being the sort of girl to do that. Then he said that he had asked you already and you had told him that if I want to take you, you would go.”
Claire was unresponsive.
“Anyway, It was getting a bit crowded in the cafe and then he asked if I would like to see where he lived. We could talk more privately there and I would also know where to take you.”
“And you went?”
Neil nodded.
Claire now realised why he had taken so long in coming to the store. ”So what happened there?”
“We had a coffee and talked,” Neil told her. “I… I asked him if he had been telling the truth when he said that he had asked you and that you wanted to. He swore that it was true. Then… then he told me that he thought that I really wanted to take you. He said that he had met many cuckolds before and he could spot one a mile off.”
“What did you say to that?”
“I didn’t say anything,” Neil said. “What could I say? It was the truth anyway.”
“Then what happened?”
“He… he asked would I like to come back to the store with him and buy you something to wear in bed for him tonight. He said that he would choose it and that I should give him the money to pay for it.”
“And so you came back to the store then/”
Neil nodded.
“What else happened at his place?”
“He took me up stairs to his bedroom and showed me the bed that you would be sharing with him.”
“Is… is it a big bed?”
Neil nodded.
“Anything else?”
“He told me that he was really looking forward to… to fucking you in it.”
Claire looked at him for a moment. “How did you feel about that?”
Neil looked down at the table, avoiding eye contact. Claire reached and put her hand over his. “It’s okay,” she told him. “You can tell me.”
“I… I got excited think about it. You know you and him in there… “
“Fucking?”
Neil nodded.
“Well, I am looking forward to Karl fucking me in there.”
Neil looked up at her. “Are you sure?”
She squeezed his hand. “I can’t wait,” she told him. But… but I do worry about you. How you will feel when it’s happening? How you will feel afterwards? And how it will affect us?”
Neil shrugged his shoulders. “I can’t answer those questions,” he told her. “I don’t know how… all I know is that I want it to happen.”
Claire was beginning to understand now the trauma of being a cuckold. Something inside was driving them on; drawing them into something illogical and unnatural. Humans are naturally territorial; they don’t like trespassers on what belongs to them and yet cuckolds have this unnatural desire to share their wives bodies with other men.
She squeezed his hand once more. “And what did he choose for me to wear in his bed tonight?” she asked him. “I was too busy to see.”
“It’s on the bed ready,” Neil told her.
Claire let go of his hand. “Well, you had better show me then hadn’t you?”
Neil stood up. Claire could clearly see his excitement from the bulge in his trousers. She reached and touched him there. “Karl has quite a big one, you know,” she told him.
“How do you know?”
“I saw his bulge when he was sat next to me in the cafe.”
“I… I actually saw it,” Neil told her.
“Saw it?”
Neil nodded. “He… he noticed me looking at his bulge when he was showing me the bed that he was going to fuck you in,” Neil confessed. “I… I just couldn’t help it; it was so prominent. Anyway, he just dropped his trousers and said to me, ‘this is what Claire will be getting tonight’,”
“Wow.”
Claire was taken aback by Neil’s revelation.
“I… I got the feeling that he wanted me to touch him.”
“And… did you?”
Neil shook his head. “Of course not.”
Claire squeezed his bulge again. “Did you want to?”
Neil vigorously shook his head. “No,”
Claire let go of his bulge and reached for his zipper. “There’s nothing wrong in doing that,” she told him as she sank to her knees and began to release his erection. “Women do it all the time. Nothing wrong in men doing it too.”
She looked up at him as she held him. His briefs were wet with pre-cum and some was already leaking onto her fingers.
“Karl told me that he likes the cuckold do it to make sure that he is nice and hard for his wife,” she told him as she began to close her lips around his cock.
Neil groaned and rested a hand on her head as she cupped his testicles in one hand and began to pump his cock with the other. Almost instantaneously his cum began to gush into her mouth. She looked up at him and saw the pleasure on his face. Neil was a cuckold and was about to be released into a whole new world.
