The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer.
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This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having sex with other women. I was shocked, but she pursued it. She didn't show any tendencies toward the humiliation or denial part, but loved knowing I was having sex with other women. Apparently, this started with some voyeuristic tendencies about watching someone she was involved with have sex with another woman when she was in college and now she got off on thinking I was having sex with other women. I didn't understand it, but she pursued it and I started doing so.
In our last encounter, a woman who worked at the same company and was from another location was in our office temporarily. I had fucked her when visiting her location and now that she was at this work location and she and my wife knew about the other, my wife had requested that she come over so she could watch K and I fuck. K agreed, and then things got a little interesting. My wife had become a little demonstrative and directed K's head as she sucked me off. I had never seen her take charge like that and it was a turn on for K and I. That was Friday night. Now it's Saturday morning and I have a golf game.
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I woke up on Saturday to the sound of the shower running. I looked at the clock and I only had about an hour to get ready and get to the golf course where I was playing a round with some friends.
I opened the door and was greeted by K stepping out of the shower and reaching for a towel. I smiled. "Nice view."
K grinned and I swear she blushed. "Good morning." She wrapped the towel around her body and tucked it in. "I'll go into the other bathroom to get ready. Ann told me that this shower was much better because of the size."
"Yes, it is a lot better. Too bad I didn't wake up earlier or I could have shown you how Ann and I use it." I walked up to her and pulled her in for a hug and stuck my hands under her towel, grabbing that cute, tight little ass.
She laughed and pushed me away. "Hey, I understand you have to play golf this morning."
"Damn, I would rather play with you and Ann some more."
"We'll see."
My eyebrows went up with that. "Yeah?"
"You never know." She scampered out of the bathroom before I could pursue that line of questioning or my burgeoning desire to feel her up some more.
I showered quickly and dressed for my game. I got downstairs and Ann was in her short robe cooking breakfast. "Good morning." I pressed up against her back, rubbing my crotch on her ass and running my hands up and down her legs.
She pushed me away and smiled. "Hey, don't start something you can't finish."
"Maybe I should cancel my golf game with you two still here. When are the kids due back?"
"I'm going to call my parents this morning and will find out. Now you sit down and have some breakfast before you head out. I've got some scrambled eggs and bacon ready, but leave enough for me and K."
I sat and wolfed down some eggs and a couple of strips of bacon. I watched Ann's ass as she moved around the room. She was still in great shape and I wanted to cancel golf and attack her. The scene with her and K last night had sated me only for last night and being around these two had ramped up my desire for a reprise today.
I kissed her on the cheek. "Okay, honey, see you later. Tee time is at 1000, so I'll be back around 3. Tell K I'll see her next week at work if she isn't going to stick around."
"Okay, bye."
I hurried out to the garage, loaded my clubs and shoes, and left for the course.
I played pretty well, but I have to say that at times I was thinking of stuff back home more than I was the golf game out on the course. I went over in my mind how Ann had taken control of K and directed her head as K blew me. Then she practically directed the rest of the sex. I wondered if that was another thing she always wanted to do or if she just thought it was fun once. It was something we had never done or discussed before.
When I was ready to leave the course, I called Ann and told her I was leaving. It was about 3:30 by the time we finished, put the clubs away, and had a quick drink in the clubhouse. She told me to stop and pick up two more bottles of red wine and another twelve pack of beer. I did so.
I got home about 4pm and was greeted by a wonderful smell. "Mmmm. What's that I smell cooking?"
Ann grinned. "I have mashed potatoes, green beans, and the steaks just went into the oven on broil. Everything should be ready in a few minutes. Now go clean up and change." She hugged me and I went upstairs.
I took a quick shower and was coming down the stairs about 20 minutes later. "Where are the kids? Is it just the two of us?"
"Mom and Dad are going to spoil the little wonders for another day. I let them stay over there, even though they'll eat badly and stay up late." Ann met me at the bottom and gave me a hug.
"Okay." She felt good.
She took me by the hand. "I want you to come over here and sit. I want you to relax and have a beer while dinner is being finished."
This was different. "Okay, you sure you don't need any help in the kitchen? Is the table set?"
She pushed me back into my recliner. "Just sit. We have a new maid who will help with all this."
"What?" New maid? What the hell was she talking about?
Ann turned toward the kitchen and said rather loudly. "Maid, the master of the house needs his beer."
I started to get up but Ann was standing next to the chair and pushed down on my shoulder, telling me to stay put. I craned my neck to see what was going on and a vision came out of the kitchen. It was K. She was dressed in one of those skimpy, not to be worn in public, maid's outfits. And with her small stature, she looked like a very young girl. The skirt barely covered her lower parts and her tits were ready to pop out, even though she wasn't that big. Her legs were covered by thigh high stockings with a fishnet look that ended before they reached the bottom of the obscenely short skirt. She looked like a hooker who had been made up by a porn producer for a movie that never happens in real life. At least not normally, so I was agog. "Wow! What's going on here?" I grinned at Ann.
Ann leaned over and whispered into my ear. "This was all planned so just go with it." Then she went and sat down on the couch. "K, please deliver the drinks to Master John and me as we discussed."
I looked over at Ann. "Master John?"
"Well, as a maid, she cannot call us by our given names without some additional moniker, so we agreed on Master John and Miss Ann."