These are my memories of when our life went off the rails.
Lilly and I still had an active social life. A lot of our college friends were still in Sacramento, married and unmarried, and a lot o them liked to host parties, barbecues, and card parties. Lilly and I were still able to go to lots of them. We also discovered The Literacy Project which helps older teenagers and adults develop functional literacy.
Literacy is a continuum from good readers at the college level to being barely able to read. Functional literacy allows adults to function in the adult world. read contracts, a newspaper. A lot of people can’t. We got involved in it while we were in college and continued after we were married.
With work, friends and fun, and our literacy commitments, our weekends were pretty busy.
A couple of years ago, Allen, Allen Barnes joined The Literacy Project. We’d seen him around some of our friend’s gatherings a few times, so we were friendly and helped him figure out how the project worked.
When we saw him next at our friend’s place, I noticed he was spending time with Lilly. Nothing inappropriate, until I saw his hand brush Lilly’s breast. Just a brush.
I’d seen other guys do that accidentally, or maybe not. Anyway, I’d noticed him. A few other times I saw him with Lilly, coming out of the house with Lilly’s face flushed.
Then in Tim and Bethany’s yard, I saw them kissing in an alcove. It certainly was more than a casual greeting kiss. A month later, I saw them again. This time he had his hand cupping her breasts, moving from one to the other. This time the kiss was closer to a lover’s kiss.
Erotic, yes. Arousing? My cock got hard as I watched. I couldn’t stop watching. Over the next couple of months, I watched them. I kept an eye looking for when they were alone.
At Pat’s house, they were alone for several minutes, and Allen was becoming more confident. This time I saw that her blouse was pulled loose from her skirt and his hands wore caressing her tits. Her eyes were closed as he was kissing her and I could hear her making unintelligible sounds in her throat. She loved his kisses and his hands playing with her tits.
I almost came in my pants, looking at them.
I knew I should stop them, but it was so erotic, watching my wife play with him.
When we got home, I pushed her against the wall, stripped her, and fucked her. She was so wet her juices were leaking out of her pussy.
We were using Gmail, and it was my business account I had access to her emails plus I was able to get her texts forwarded to my phone.
Nothing happened until two weeks later when we were going to a huge party and barbecue in Tom and Betty Faccini’s yard. It was huge, with wandering paths through the trees and bushes.
I got a text that was forwarded from Lilly’s phone ‘Meet me where you first let me touch your breasts.’ I knew I wanted to watch them there, so I followed Allen.
I followed him hiding when he was where three paths joined. He stopped and I was able to hide while watching. When Lilly came she kissed him, definitely a lover’s kiss. Allen pulled her blouse loose from her pants and started touching her tits. When she moved his hands to the buttons on her blouse she said loud enough for me to hear, “Allen, I want you touching my breasts, please, my blouse, my bra then touch, kiss my breasts, please.”
Allen unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, unfastened her bra, bent over, and sucked on her nipple. He started to unbutton her pants when she stopped him. “No, Allen, not here, not yet. I know what you want. It’s so erotic feeling your lips on my bre … uh tits. My tits Allen, my tits. yes, you call them my tits. I have tits for you, only you. uh, I can’t go further, not yet … not here.
I could hear him talking to Lilly, “Your tits feel wonderful in my hands Your pussy will too, I just want to touch you there.” He pulled her tight against his cock and moved her right hand to the button on his pants.
“Touch my cock, at least you can touch me. Lilly, touch my cock. I need to cum. Make me cum and I’ll quit … I’ll stop trying to fuck you. Uh. today. If you make me cum.”
I saw her hesitate and then unbuttoned his jeans and slowly unzipped them. She looked at what she’d done then resolutely pulled the jeans to the ground and pulled his cock out.
“God Allen, I’m so close” she closed her eyes and started stroking him. “I … you, you, come for me.” She knelt and put his cock in her mouth. She pulled out so she could say, “Come, I want your cum. Taste you, taste your cum.”
I saw him stiffen and then he thrust his cock forward and held her head still. His come leaked from her mouth and I could see that she’d climaxed too.
“That was wonderful. It was awesome and I came too. I’ve decided. I’ll do it. Yes, I’ll do it. I can’t not fuck you, I want … your c-cock. Not like this though. I’ll fuck you but not like this. Yes, I’ll cuckold Chris but in a bed. I want your cock in my pussy – my cunt, you call it. That’ll make Chris our cuckold. I want you to cum in my mouth again, that makes me your slut. To finish the trifecta I want you to come in my ass.
He pulled her up so he could suck on her tits. Then one hand slipped inside her pants, caressing her mound. He was saying something to her that I couldn’t hear, except “he’s gone”
Watching that, hearing that, made me come. Luckily I was able to get my cock out in time. After they left, I slunk back a different way.
I’d just heard Lilly talking about cuckolding me and I came thinking about it. Cheating, the bitch. She’s never let me come in her mouth before. She will tonight, damn it.
I was furious. Cheater, slut, whore, I going to get back at her. I sat near the pool and thought.
What the hell, I could have, I should have said something. I should have said something the first time I saw Allen do anything inappropriate with Lilly. I can still stop it if I tried. I knew what Allen was doing from the beginning. I could have stopped it.
I’m picturing Lilly the first time she cuckolds me.
She’s naked on our bed, her tits standing up her nipples hard. Is her pussy leaking on the bed as she’s waiting for Allen? God, it is, I know it will be. Damn. My cock is hard. I want to see Allen get ready to fuck her. I’m going to come if I don’t stop.
Lilly, Lilly I love you, I don’t want to lose you to Allen. Hell, I don’t know what to do. I’m scheduled to go to Oakland for two days next week and Lilly knows it too. That’s when they’re going to do it, I know it. Do I let them fuck? Do I want to stop them? Shall I just imagine…?
I went and sat on the patio and watched Allen and Lilly. They weren’t obvious but I could tell, there was some kind of connection and I knew what it was. I was feeling sick and told Lilly I needed to go home before I threw up. I tried to leave her at the party but she resisted and drove me home.
On the way home, she got some Seven-Up to calm my stomach. Just like a ‘good wifey.’
I drank some and went to bed.
I know she’s going to do it while I’m in Oakland, I know it. I’ve let them get this far, shall I stop it before they go all the way and fuck? Hell, my cock is leaking. My cock wants them to do it.
My mind is picturing her on our bed, naked. He’s lying next to her kissing and sucking her tits. I can see her writhing and hear her whispering ‘yes yes allen’ just like she does for me. Now he’s kissing down her body and now a pillow under her ass and he’s licking her pussy.
I can see her tensing, tensing, and then spasming. She came for him, under his mouth and tongue. Now, she’s pulling him up and she’s saying, ’fuck me, your cock, fuck me, make Chris, my cuckold.’ I watch as his cock penetrates her.
I came in my underwear. I made a huge mess.
Monday morning, I checked my phone, and there were several text messages. One was checking on me, presumably to see if I’m still well enough to go on my trip to Oakland.
The next was from Allen, ‘Shall we meet at my house or yours? I’d prefer yours. But you decide. I want one day together, all day. I can do it either Wednesday or Thursday. I want my cock in your pussy and your ass. I want your mouth again too. I loved coming into your mouth, with you swallowing my cum.’
Lilly responded, ‘At our house, I want it to happen in our, his bed. I want, no need your cock taking me there. Come over at seven, and I’ll take Thursday off. Chris won’t be back until seven, I’ll need you to leave by five so I can clean up.’
When I saw that, my cock was hard and I wanted to jack off. I pulled my cock out so I could, but stopped. Jacking off to my wife making a date to cuck me, that was just too much like wanting it. I didn’t want it, I knew I didn’t.
She’s going to do it. She’s going to cuckold me, and she wants to do it in my house, and in our bed. I can stop that.
Yeah, I can stop that, I couldn’t stop Allen from face fucking her when I was right there watching. Hell, just picturing it is making me hard, Hell I can’t stop picturing her laying there eager for this cock to make me a cuckold.
Do I even want to stop them? What am I?
I can go to Oakland and stay, I can confront Lilly before I leave, or I can sneak back and watch.
I turned over and started caressing Lilly’s tits kissing them and my hands started moving down to her pussy caressing her there. I removed her nightgown and then I pulled her over me and slipped my cock into her. “Lilly, I love seeing you like this, naked, making love. I don’t want to ever quit.”
I came in her and I pulled her onto me. I sighed then said, “I love you. Forever.”
She didn’t reply and I realized she was thinking about Wednesday evening instead of now, making love to me.
This is the last time I’m going to make love to my wife. It’s the last time she makes love to her husband. From now on, it’s going to be cuckold and cuckoldress having sex.
I got out of bed and got and took a shower, crying. I’d decided: no sex until I got back, if then; I was going to stay in Oakland, and I was going to pretend I didn’t know.
I cleaned up and stopped crying in the shower got dressed and left for work. I did include a half-assed kiss.
I got my work done and confirmed my meeting. I was all set. When Lilly got home she tried to start sex but I wasn’t interested. I’d started heating leftovers and I had enough for both of us and we had a very quiet dinner.
My only explanation was some problems had to be solved at the meeting, not very convincingly though.
In the morning I got up early and left before Lilly got up with another half-assed kiss.
The Wednesday meeting went well but was interesting enough to keep my thoughts on business. Instead of going to dinner with a few of the other people like usual I begged off and went to my hotel.
I had dinner at the hotel and got to my room before seven. I went and washed up then lay down waiting until I no longer was just Lilly’s husband, I was her cuckold husband.
I impulsively decided to call Lilly, at seven-o-five. If Allen was on time it might give him enough time to undress her.
“Hi Lilly, I’m in my room, wishing you are here. How was work?”
“Chris, um, normal I guess, no special problems ah, I’m going into the kitchen and fix something for dinner uh, was there something you needed? Why you called?”
I replied, “Um, I’ve been in a bad mood for a while and I’m sorry. I wanted to say I’m sorry and I love you.”
“Oh, ah, yes I’ve noticed it the last few days. I c-could tell … could tell. Thanks for calling and let … letting me know. I’ve got something on the stove I’ve got to go. Uh to go. Stir it. Bye uh, Chris. “
I stood there looking at my phone.
He’s there, if I’d waited five more minutes he’d have had his cock in her, Lilly. He may have her against the wall right now, pulling her panties down, unless she waited for him naked. By now his cock is plundering her pussy.
I can see her, against the wall, her arms around him, kissing him, his cock moving inside her, hell, taking her from me. I can hear her as she’s whispering his name, ’Allen, Allen your cock, is taking me. I want your cum, your cum will finish cuckolding Chris. It will take me from Chris. I’m yours to fuck, so fuck me, cum in me. Make Chris my cuck.”
I could even hear Allen as he came, “I’m coming in you, you’ve been completely fucked, you’ve, we’ve cuckolded him. I own your pussy, your ass, and your mouth to fuck.”
I couldn’t stop myself as I jacked off hearing them talking. All night I kept hearing them as they exulted in making me a cuck. Seeing them as they fucked and fucked.
I was exhausted as I got ready for Thursday’s meeting. I was able to excuse myself at one which was a late lunch. I headed home early but stopped at a coffee shop about five minutes from home and waited. I drove by home a few times and there was a strange car in front, Allens.
As I waited, I was thinking.
What do I do now? Should I go in and confront them, or come in at my regular time and give her a chance to clean up? I want to confront them but I won’t. I know I won’t. I’ve backed down too many times, I’ll just continue playing my role as the unsuspecting, sucker, cuckold.
I’d love to be able to see Lilly trying to clean up before I showed up. I decided to have a late lunch and just show up at seven likes she expects.
When I go home, the bed is made, the room’s picked up, and it smelled fresh. When Lilly came out of the bathroom, she looked almost normal. She looked just a little fucked, her lips are puffy and I think I see some light marks on her neck.
I gave her a light hug and evaded a kiss from her. “Did you have a good time while I was gone, anything exciting?”
Her response was noncommittal, in the extreme.
She put the dishes in the dishwasher and turned to me. “Uh, Chris, I met Allen yesterday, and well, I invited him over for dinner … um Friday dinner.”
I looked at her and replied, “Allen? Do we know an Allen? What about his wife?”
Lilly looked uncomfortable but answered, “Yes we’ve met him at several of the parties we’ve gone to. He’s single so doesn’t have a wife. He seems nice and … uh anyway I invited him at six thirty.”
“Friday? That’s tomorrow, right? Not next week? Ok then, well maybe we’ll get to know each other then.”
I wasn’t hungry, so Lilly ate something, and I watched tv for a bit, then went to bed by nine.
So they are going to tell me at dinner tomorrow. She needs Allen’s support to tell me. What I want to do is escape the whole thing, by leaving tonight. Just pack some things and leave. Well, I’ve gone to bed, I’ve decided not to do that.
Tonight after she’s gone to sleep or tomorrow at noon, pack my clothes and not come back? I can see them waiting for me to come home from work while I’m sitting down to a nice dinner somewhere.
That’s what I want to do, that’s what I should do. That’s what I know I won’t do. Hell.
Lilly came to bed and cuddled next to me and I could hear her whisper, “Chris, I love you, no matter what happens, I love you. Please remember that.
I couldn’t help myself, I turned to her and held her, just held her as if I was still asleep. When I woke I was alone in bed and I could tell she’d had her shower.
I went downstairs and she was making coffee. I walked behind her and fortified by what she’d whispered in bed, said, “Lilly, tell me what going on. Don’t wait and make Allen tell me. We’ve been married for almost fifteen years, I deserve for you to tell me!”
I held her then she made me sit at the table, and sat on my lap. “Chris … yes, there is s-something I need t-to s-say. Wednesday I … um took … let a l-lover, Allen, take me. I let him fuck me. God Chris, we fucked and we fucked until I made him leave so I could hide what we’d done. All night and most of Thursday we fucked.
“I spent two hours hiding what we’d done. We did things I’ve never let you do and I loved doing it for him, to him. I still love you and want you and need you. We connect in a way he doesn’t, can’t understand. In some ways, I feel sorry for him. The intimacy we feel together, he’ll never understand, and Hell, be less because of it. Less of a real man.
“He, I need something he provides, something a lover provides, I can’t explain in words. I need it though. Just like I need you. For him, I’m just someone to seduce, he’ll move on in a few weeks.
I can tell he’s going to want a lot of sex, in all kinds of ways, and I‘m going to be sore. He’s going to mark me all over too. Chris, I’m going to love it, every mark, every time he hurts me, every time he forces me. That’s what I need from him. I’ll do everything he wants.
“He’s coming tonight to f-fuck m-me. Fuck me with you, C-Chris watching as he does it. He w-wants you to put his c-cock in my p-p-pussy. He says it’s my cu-cunt, my cunt.
I want you, Chris, my h-husband to do it for us, for me. To let me know you understand, and still love me. No matter what we, Allen and I do, I’ll still love you. Whatever we have, Allen and I have, it’s not love.”
I stood up and ripped her nightgown off her, took my boxers off, sat back on the chair, and fucked her, as hard as I knew how. I felt her come just as I came and heard her whisper, “Oh, Chris, yes.”
I cleaned our mess and we took a shower together, got dressed, and had breakfast without mentioning either Wednesday or Thursday, or tonight until I left. As I left I kissed Lilly, like a lover’s kiss, and I whispered to her, “I’ll do whatever you need tonight, just tell me you need it. Whatever it is, tell me.
When I got to work, I felt a lot better but still dreaded facing Allen.
When I got home, Lilly was finishing dinner and I went upstairs to change. When I finished, Lilly was dressed in a wrap-around, sari-style dress that I’d enjoyed taking off her. Presumably, she thought Allen would too.
When Allen came, Lilly greeted him with a passionate kiss. I was beginning to wonder if I’d be up to fulfilling my promise, except that my cock didn’t agree.
We looked at each other and my opinion was that a man who was in your house to fuck your wife didn’t warrant a handshake. Lilly smiled at us both and said, “Let’s eat dinner first before uh, … first?”
Allen was of the opinion that I’d be interested in what he was intending to do with Lilly. “Lilly says you know why I’m here, we’ve already cuckolded you, while you were in Oakland. I’m here to show you, to do it so you can watch.
“I want you to viscerally know I’m screwing her, and that I can do it any time I warned and anyway I want. You’re her cuckold, I’m her master. I’m also doing it so she realizes that you are giving her body, her complete body to me to use any way I want, we want.
“You’ll see her do, we’ll do things, she won’t do for you. You’ll find that you enjoy watching us do them. I certainly will.
By the time he got that out, we’d finished eating. I gathered the dishes and took them into the kitchen. By the time I finished cleaning up he had her on his lap caressing her.
He was murmuring in her ear, loud enough that I could understand, “Lilly, I’d like to do it, I want to fuck you on the table. He’ll be able to really see it happen and we’ll leave a mess on the table for C-Chris.”
He looked at me and asked, “You want me to take Lilly, don’t you? You hate your self but you want to see my cock in her pussy, don’t you?
While he was saying this, all I could think about was how does he know what I want, that I hate wanting this. Watching him fuck Lilly is the culmination of all my recrimination since I first saw what he was doing.
“Yes, damn it, yes. I hate it, but I want to watch as you fuck her, fuck Lilly. Lilly told me you want me to give her to you to use, fuck, screw.
“Yes, as her husband I’m giving her to you to use. As her cuckold, I’m telling her, she can do anything with you. Allen, I didn’t think I could do it, but I didn’t stop it when I could. It’s because I wanted it to end here.
“Tell me what you want from me. She told me about being the one to put your cock in her. I’d like to undress her for you to feast your eyes on her breasts…, tits, puss …c-cunt, her cunt.
“I’ll undress you and give her to you. I want to … I’ll give her to you.”
He let Lilly stand up, unsteady as I unpinned the broach that held her dress together, just the way I’d done it when I was undressing her for me to fuck.
She was trembling and her nipples were firm and protruding just the way I remembered. I slipped it off and folded it neatly. Just the way I’d done it before.
I turned to Allen, trembling myself, as I slowly took his shirt off, and unbuttoned his trousers. As I unzipped them and pulled them off together with his boxers I was exposing his cock to Lilly and me.
The significance, the implication of what I was doing was being impressed on my mind. I wasn’t just giving her to Allen, I was giving her permission, my approval to all her future lovers to come. I could feel my cock leaking and I knew when I actually finally gave her to him to screw I’d come, spontaneously.
He lifted her to the table so he could play with her. His fingers touched her clitoris, just barely, I saw her lift it off the table when he leaned over and sucked on it. His hands were on her tits pulling on them, twisting her nipples when she lost it. Spasming on the table leaking juices on him, coming violently.
Lilly started yelling, “Fuck me, Allen, your cock, fuck me.”
He moved up onto her and I guided his cock into her. As I did that my cock came in my pants and Lilly was screaming while Allen was yelling “I’m coming in you.” All at the same time.
My emotions I felt as Allen’s cock penetrated Lilly’s pussy, and I came on her and the table, it was exquisite. I felt angst, anguish, and dread, combined with wonder, awe, and the completion of my new role as Lilly’s cuckold.
I must have somehow known how it would change me, I was loving being her cuck. I couldn’t believe the satisfaction I felt as I helped her enjoy his cock.
I saw him sucking the side of her right tit, marking her as he was spasming. She was in bliss as she accepted his cum and the pain in her tit.
It was so much more overpowering than my imagination.
I had to sit, to get my breath so I could tell Lilly, “That was overwhelming being able to help you with that Lilly. I understand why you need him what the difference is. I’m your cuckold whenever you need it”
Eventually, we recovered enough for us to go to our bed, well they did. I was told by Allen that if they wanted me, they would get me.
I lay on the spare bedroom listening to them make love, lots of noises I recognized, voices telling each other what they wanted. I heard Allen say he wanted to come in her mouth again. And when he took her ass he wanted me to help.
I just waited for them to come to get me as I absorbed what I was. A cuckold, Lilly’s cuckold. I was her’s to command, I obeyed Allen only because he was her lover.
Allen came to get me in a couple of hours, to help as he fucked her mouth. She was so beautiful as she lay there naked waiting for his cock. She was eager to feel him fucking her mouth and as he kneeled on one side of her, I kneeled on the other,
I took his cock and put it in her mouth. She was able to get half of it in her. My job was to stroke the rest of his cock as he was fucking her. She took one hand and caressed my balls.
When I felt his cock twitch and felt his come move up into her mouth I came on her face, while Allen pulled back enough that his cum was leaking out and yen he pulled back and was sucking her clit and he pushed her over too.
As I pulled away I leaned forward and kissed her mouth and sucked some of his cum in my mouth. I looked at Lilly and we both swallowed his cum.
In the morning, he took her ass.
After a couple of weeks, Allen moved back to his house and we started making love again. Allen called on her every one to three days and often my cuckold chores had transitioned to licking her clean when they were finished.
It’d been a few months since Allen had released us, when Lilly was riding my cock and I had her tits in my hands caressing them when she said “Chris you know you’re still my cuckold, right?”
“Yes, I’m your cuckold whenever you need me to be.” I nodded and continued, “I want to be your cuckold again, I’m looking forward to it.” I waited.
“I’ve not approached him yet.“Lilly said, “In fact, I’ve decided I want it completely differently. I want you to tell Kent you’re forcing me to fuck him. That I’m your slut wife and you enjoy forcing me to fuck, screw anyone you want.
“That way you’re in charge, well actually I’m in charge because you’re my cuckold. I’m, we’re going to be doing different things. Things I want.
“I want Kent to be rougher sometimes than Allen was. I want to pick any other men that can fuck me. But let’s finish first.“
I know Kent, well enough that I can do that. Turnabout sounds like fun, but Lilly’s going to be in charge. I’m not sure that not having her lover in charge is going to give her or me what we need. Whatever it is that I do need.
I learned that Kent often stopped off at The Coffee Being after work, so I started too. Since I knew him, I was able to join him at his table. And we started talking about, well stuff. The kind of guy stuff you forget by the time the sound reaches the other guy. Then he asked about Lilly, and how she was doing. I responded by saying, “Lilly’s swell now, I let her have a fun time with Allen that we enjoyed but”
Kent interrupted, “You let Lilly have a fun … ah, relationship with Allen? What kind of fun? Ah time?”
I hesitated then started again, “Oops. That’s private … we don’t talk about that unless … “ my voice stopped. “I give her … “ and I quit talking again.
“You give her, what?” Kent asked, leaning forward, “I know a little bit about Allen.”
“This is private, you and me, okay? Well, and Lilly too. I choose men to give Lilly to … make her fuck them. “I paused as if I was thinking. “What might be fun is … I might enjoy doing it differently this time. Are you going to the Faccini’s get-together?”
I waited until Kent nodded and then continued, ”Would you be … be interested in a proposition. A proposition about … Lilly, Lilly, and you. If you can seduce her by, let’s see, by midnight during the party Saturday, I’ll make her your toy for a month … no two months.”
“Well not toy, exactly, she has to consent at some level at least. I’ll let you and Lilly do anything you and she wants. She’s pretty open-minded, there’s not much any of her other owners wanted, she wouldn’t do. You’ll have to send a photo to me as proof though. I need evidence.”
“I’m also going to want to watch, at least a few times. You’ll love it. Oh, and you can’t tell her about our deal. At least until you’ve screwed her, and gotten her picture.”
Kent stuttered at me, “You w-won’t try to in-interfere? You want me to f-fuck, s-screw her.”
“I’d love it,” I answered him. “You can start now, but I’d delight knowing you’d done it there. I promise you I won’t try to stop you. So, do you think you can do it? Shall I be careful to not follow you if you can get her alone?” I smiled at him. A grin actually.
If he can’t do it I’ll be surprised. He wants to fuck her, she wants him to fuck her and I do too. It’s not exactly what she asked but close enough. I just need to be sure she waits for the Faccini party.
He sat there thinking then got up and shook my hand and grinned back at me, saying, “The games afoot” and left.
That evening while I had my cock in Lilly, I explained what I’d arranged. She was spectacularly pleased with me. We had an amazing time.
When we got to the party, I stopped her from getting out and asked her, “I’m asking Lilly, just asking. If you can … uh, make it possible for me to see it happen. Uh, it’s been a l-long time since … I’ve been able to watch you being fucked.
“I know it’s your decision. Shit Lilly, I want to watch as you cuckold me again. Will you let m-me?
She laughed and said, “If I say yes, will you leave a deposit there?” She reached over and felt my cock. She laughed again, “It looks like you need it.”
When we got there some of the guests were playing amateur volleyball, corn hole, and frisbees. The rest were standing around with plastic glasses drinking whatever.
I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Have fun, if you do, I promised at least two months of fun. and exercise. I drifted to get a drink and Lilly walked over to where there was some food, and just accidentally Kent too.
I moved around the various groups greeting people we knew, keeping a casual eye on what Kent was doing, and Lilly too. When I went to the food for a plate I could see Kent talking to Lilly sitting at a small table on their expansive terrace that had stairs down to the lawn and then to the paths that led around and between the wooded areas. Lilly was intently listening to him with a few blushes.
I carried a plate for Lilly over to them said a few words then got up and stood behind her and smiled at Kent and left. Eventually, I noticed them casually walking down to the lawn and over to a path that started just off the terrace.
I sent her a text, ‘Lilly I’m your mother asking about Sunday dinner. How is he doing?’
A few minutes later I got a text back, ‘Hi Mom, I think we should wait for night, don’t you? I think the climax should be after we eat. I’ll make sure you’re there to watch, with bells on. Uh, maybe no bells would be better. Bye Mom. Till later.’
When the meal was ready I made sure I was sitting at a full table when they came to the terrace. It was an hour later and her lipstick had been kissed off. They’d been doing something back there that I wished I’d been able to see.
When they sat down, it was at a small empty table at the edge of the terrace and I saw her pull her phone out and start to text, seconds later I received it.
‘Hi mom. Update, I thought about it and I still think after dark is best. I want it to be a big show for you, you’ve been waiting a long time, haven’t you? You can see me at about eight. You’ll see more of me then. Lilly’
I knew where she was intending to cuckold me again. Right where I’d seen he let Allen fuck her mouth at their last party. I snuck away and hid waiting for them.
I heard them talking before I saw them. Lilly was saying, “Kent, you want a picture? No, I can’t let you do that. It’s too easy for a picture to get on the internet.”
When I saw them, Lilly was carrying her blouse and her skirt and there weren’t any panties. Kent had her bra and his shirt.
He was whispering in her ear. I could hear just scraps of what he was saying, “Yes, naked … my … yes, in … two pictures. No, I promise.
He was caressing her tits, kissing them.
They got closer and I could hear them better. Then they put the clothes on a low tree branch.
Lilly said, “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” A murmur from Kent then Lilly again, “God yes, I did, I do think it’s exciting and I can’t wait.”
Kent replied, “The pictures are for you and me to remember this.” Then he said, “Pose by the tree and I’ll take the first one.”
Lilly walked to the largest tree and leaned against it. “Like this?”
Kent turned her a bit so one leg was bent showing her pussy and moved her hands so they held her tits, “There like that, yes showing your pussy and your brea … no, your tits showing your tits. “ he stepped back and moved around then snapped the picture with her phone.
They looked at the picture and Lilly sent it to Kent.
They started kissing and caressing each other with Lilly finishing undressing Kent. I heard Lilly saying, “Kent, it’s more exciting seeing you here, both of us naked than you told me it would be. I want it over, feeling your cock. Please. I want and need your cock. I want to feel you on me, your cock entering my pussy and then feel you cum. I’m going to adore being your lover.”
I slowly backed away looking at Lilly until she was obscured by the bushes. I stopped just before I got to the Faccini’s house, and sent a text to Kent that said, “I saw you seduce Lilly. Good job. Your two months are starting today. Starting today, you own her. I’m expecting you to take her to your home tonight and totally fuck her. Enjoy her. You can keep her for the entire two months. Chris.’
I was able to get to my car without seeing anyone. As I was driving I was thinking, just thinking.
At home, I unlocked the door and got a snifter of brandy, and sat at my desk on my computer. After several attempts I printed out a letter
‘Lilly
‘I was watching you and Kent there on the path as you let him fuck you and I heard what you said to him. I got an epiphany. The reason I was able to survive Allen was that basically, I think that’s all I deserve, getting your left-overs. I realized that I don’t have anything of value left in our marriage. You own everything that has any.
‘You got Allen and the excitement of fucking him and cuckolding me. Anything left-over, you gave to me. While you were with Allen I could believe that you valued me possibly more than your lovers. With Kent, it was clear that you don’t. The fun and excitement of having lovers were way more valuable than me.
‘Remember that I promised Kent two months of fun and sex and you agreed. I’d like to think that you will fulfill our promises.
‘I’m expecting that after the party you’ll go to his home and enjoy it. I’m not going off the grid and if you want, I expect you’ll be able to find me. I’m asking you not to. I’m splitting the cash fifty-fifty and investment the same as best we can. The house, I have no interest in and will not expect anything from. I’m leaving my phone here, so you know not to call.
‘I’ve got a new job that I’ve been considering but hadn’t talked to you about but am going to accept. It’s out of state, so I don’t expect we’ll accidentally run into each other. You know my attorney, so if you want a divorce, serve him and I’ll sign the papers.
‘Good luck Lilly.
‘Your Cuckold No More.’
I stood there looking at the note and slowly took off my ring and put my phone on it, placing the collection on the dining table.
Am I being passive-aggressive? Yes. Do I care? No!
I called my boss and told him I was taking a new job, then called my friend in Seattle to tell him I was accepting his job offer. I packed a couple of suitcases and loaded them into my car.
I made a list of what I needed to do: new phone, call Steve, call Sofie, arrange for a moving cube, and a prepaid phone.
I got a room at the Tower Hotel and one by one ticked my list as done. I checked my old phone as I left Lilly’s new house. One call from Lilly, but she wasn’t worried, and a couple of others that I no longer cared about. I copied the numbers I wanted and left my keys and my car. I got a Lyft ride to the airport and then off to Sea-Tac in Washington.
On the way to the airport, I called Sofie, “Hi Sofie, it’s your favorite brother.”
She interrupted me, “Okay, Chris, what the hell is happening? You’re suddenly going to Seattle, you’ve got a new phone, and I’m not supposed to tell anyone anything. Even Lilly?”
“Lilly and I are going in different directions, it’s sudden and I don’t want to talk about it. Period.
“The phone number I’m calling from is for messages only. I’m not going to answer it, just check for messages, Sofie. I know you and Lilly are friends and I don’t want you to have to lie to her. Don’t call her, let Lilly call you. You don’t have my phone number so you can’t give it to her. I have a job and I’ll soon have a place to live.
“Steve can call me so if you need to talk to me you can also use him to get me to call you back.”
I’d wanted to know what Lilly was doing so I used a track my phone app to tell me where she’d been. She’d stayed at Kent’s all weekend, went to work Monday and Tuesday, and went back to fuck Kent in the evening. Monday noon she went to the house for a few minutes, to get clothes I supposed. Day by day she did the same thing except on Wednesday they went dancing. At least they went to Gene’s Club which is where we’d gone dancing sometimes.
It wasn’t until Saturday she went back home, her home now, and stayed. Sunday, Steve called and told me she’d called him looking for me and Sofie called him saying the same thing.
Lilly just wanted to know if Steve knew where I was, but when I called Sofie back, she said Lilly was furious and wanted to get ahold of me. Sofie was able to get some info out of her. The house was locked up and no sign of me, with missing clothes, missing pictures, and the various other things I’d taken.
Lilly talked about my ring and the note, though she wouldn’t read it to her. She also didn’t say anything about why she hadn’t seen the stuff or where she’d been. The word Kent wasn’t mentioned nor the fact she’d been fucking him for the last week either.
I finally cut her off and told her to tell Lilly about the message phone. About fifteen minutes later I got a text from Lilly, demanding an explanation.
I sent her a text back, ‘I think my note I left explains it completely. Here it is again. I heard you talking to Kent, where you fucked him. I suddenly realized where I stood with you, behind Kent and Allen, and any additional lovers you might find. I also realized that all you had in our marriage was the opportunity to fuck anyone and everyone you wanted to. I was there only because. Because I was like your favorite chair, comfortable.
‘I was there and you were there but there wasn’t any us left. I left on Monday and you didn’t even realize it until now. You have half of our cash, as close as I can half of our investments, and your house, at least the equity. I wished you good luck then. I’ll do it again, Good Luck Lilly.
‘You probably know I’m in Seattle and I’m asking you to not bother me here If you get my real phone number I’ll just change it again. You can leave a message on this phone number or call Steve, he can call me.’
When I sent the text, I was hoping that would be the end until she divorced me.
My phone tracking showed she went to Kent’s for an hour, then left. She went to a hotel. The same one I’d stayed at. From then on that was the routine, except she went out to eat sometimes and it looked like Steve’s office.
A couple of weeks later I got a voice message from Sofie. Asking me to call so she could pass on a message from Lilly.
When I had some time to talk I called Sofie. She started by saying she wanted to read me a message from Lilly. Then she wanted to talk one on one.
“Chris remember this is what Lilly told me, to read to you. Are you ready to listen?”
I thought and then remembered. There was a reason why I was here and she was there. “Actually no, I’m not. Tell Lilly to stop trying to make excuses or to explain that she loves me best when I know it’s not true.”
********EPILOGUE:********
It’s been five years since I moved to Seattle and Sofie and my relationship has mostly recovered though we always meet in Seattle.
Lilly is remarried and I have no idea if she’s faithful or resumed her cuckolding lifestyle.
I still remember my desolation when I realized that I could allow myself to become second and third behind my wife’s lovers. I’m never going to allow myself to do that again. I’ve met a few women but it never goes far. And that memory is why.
What the hell was I thinking?
