After the initial fitting of Gene into my wife, the bridesmaids dresses were also ready for additional alterations and fittings.
Once again, all of the women showed up at the shop early afternoon, and started drinking Mimosas.
Gene was nearby and that kept my wife on edge, in a good way. After her fitting, we both agreed that she should go pay him a visit.
I had read several articles on cuckolding in the past, and I knew that in order for this arrangement to take hold with my wife, I needed to exclude myself from intercourse with her. In turn, she would develop a "need" for his cock, and without my cock available to her, she would crave Gene's even more.
It had been about 3 weeks since the fitting room session and I was still unclear on how Gene and my wife met. Honestly, it did not matter. What DID matter was that she had stepped forward with the idea of taking another man's cock into her married pussy and she loved it.
At home I had stopped wearing cologne, shaved every day, and wore loose fitting shirts. I never went out with my wife, and started picking up a few additional chores so she could have time to relax, and think about Gene.
She started wearing sexier clothes, but did not have enough of a selection, so we had planned on going shopping in the near future.
She did stop wear panties around the house, and started shaving (rather than trimming) herself.
In secret, I anxiously awaited the "news" that Gene had taken her anally. I felt this was a huge hurdle for my wife, and somewhat of a "right of passage" for her to be completely comfortable with him. I hoped this would lead to my being able to observe them together, but (for now) I was not pushing anything, except for a broom.
I paused and watched my wife enter the kitchen. She was wearing a low cut top and a very thin bra. In fact, I believe it was from a skimpy costume she had bought a few years ago. It offered no support, no wires, and no secrets. It was perfect for today.
With the top, she had a leather skirt on, and matching black heels.
She saw my eyes when she entered the kitchen.
"How do I look?" she teased.
As I turned to give her a compliment, she lifted her skirt to show me that she was NOT wearing any panties, and her pussy was shaved clean.
The site rendered me speechless.
"Did you ever think you would be sending me out looking like this, without any panties on?" she teased some more.
"I had hoped." I confessed.
She smiled at me as she dropped her skirt. "Just remember, this was your idea." she said.
Her tone turned serious with me. She glanced at her phone, then set it on the counter.
"I need you to come with me for a second, there is something I need you to see in the bedroom." she said.
Before I could answer, she walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway to our bedroom.
On the bed was a black box with a pink bow on it.
Before I could ask about the box, she motioned me to the center of the room and told me to strip naked and stand at the foot of the bed.
I did as I was told. A few ideas raced through my head as I had read several articles on this lifestyle.
As she opened the box, my heart sank in my chest.
The smile on her face could not be erased as she lifted the cover off of the box and revealed the chastity device.
It was pink, her favorite color.
"Do you know what this is?" my wife asked in a voice that sounded condescending.
"Yes, I know what that is." I replied sheepishly.
My wife smiled even more broadly as she pulled it out of the box.
I could feel myself getting excited, which made no sense to me at first.
She popped it open and handed it to me.
I slipped it into place as my wife watched with giddy approval.
Just as I started to close to jaw of the device, my wife moved her hand to stop me.
She pushed my hand out of the way.
"I wanted to have some type of small ceremony, to mark this occasion." she started.
I felt the humiliation building already, far beyond what I had considered when I just fantasized about this happening.
My wife sat on the foot of the bed, inches away from my cock that felt like it was ready to explode. She looked up at me, still grinning ear to ear. "How Fitting." she remarked.
My wife squeezed the jaw shut with a loud "CLICK".
She reached inside the box and pulled out a small brass lock. She fed the loop of the lock through the eyelet on the device "SNAP".
She looked up at me, smiled broadly. She kept one hand on the device, and I could feel the warmth of her hands against my groin. It excited me, and I tried to fight it.
With her free hand, she reached inside the box again.
She pulled out a long silver chain, on the chain was a small key.
She inserted the key into the lock and I watched as the key opened the lock. I could feel more of her warmth against me. Just THIS was driving me crazy.
"There, proof that they sent the right key with this one." she stated out loud.
I thought to myself, "This one?"
She looked up at me while I was looking down at her watching all of this. Without breaking her gaze, a loud "SNAP" filled the room once again.
I was caged, and only after her first session with a new man.
I was very confused about how much she knew, in such a short amount of time. This was supposed to be MY fantasy, and yet my entire life was turned upside down because of what I wanted. "How the hell was this possible?" I thought to myself.
My wife looked me in the eyes. "Get dressed Dear. There is a lot to be done before I get home." she informed me.
I pulled my shorts back on and as I stood up, she handed me an envelope. Inside the envelope was a long list of chores, which included underwear shopping for her. She has made a list of stores and sales women to speak with at each store. She handed me this without instruction, or comment.
"I will be home late. Make sure you are thirsty when I get here." she stated.
She said nothing more as she scooped up her phone and her purse and she left the house.
She got in her car and backed out of the driveway. I watched her drive completely out of site.
My cock twitched as my imagination ran wild.
For nearly two years I had fantasized about another man taking my wife, stripping her naked, sucking on her nipples, and eating her pussy until she orgasmed. I had master bated in the shower to the images of different men feeding his cock to her, those lips wrapping around it, and his seed spilling onto her tongue and lips. Maybe she swallows his load. It did not matter, I never lasted very long when I thought about that, or her riding another man's cock and having powerful orgasms. Maybe she screams, maybe she cries out HIS name while she squirts. Maybe she lays on her back while he pounds her hips, mercilessly ramming his cock inside of her married pussy while she encourages him to come inside of her.
I truly thought I had considered everything, how excited I would feel, and how much I would enjoy this fantasy.
I was having some second thoughts as I sat down to pee through my chastity device.
I opened the list and read through it slowly.
Towards the bottom, I read some items that made me think my wife was getting coached.
"Shave body hair off"
"Purchase separate moisturizer for you to use"
I read through the list of items to purchase while I was out. I got dressed and headed across town to buy what she wanted so I could get home and do my cleaning.
