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 my wife had directed her in our initial coupling at our house. On Saturday morning, I golfed and then came home to Ann making K into a slutty maid. She served dinner and we fucked, Ann making a nice movie of the sex. Then to add icing on the cake, Jessica, our baby-sitter came over and Ann arranged to "catch" her blowing me and directed the action again as she had me cum on Jessica's face.
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Over the next couple of months, Ann enjoyed her pictures and videos of me and other women, and she attacked me fairly regularly. Things were just starting to settle down when we got word that two of the women I enjoyed sex with had moved on. Katherine, just called K, had gotten a very good job offer on the west coast and was taking it. Then Jessica announced that she was going south to go to college. She had enough money to do so and was excited about it. I was excited for her, too.
The loss of these two was not too bad. I had only played with them a couple of times and Ann had become quite active herself because of the movies and pictures. Our love life was wonderful for a while. It was only after a couple of months that things cooled off.
About this time, or maybe 6 weeks later I came home to find Ann and a woman I didn't know sitting on the couch with two bottles of wine open. One was already empty. I could see that they had been having a good time for a while and they were laughing.
Ann got up to introduce me. "Honey, this is Maria Wilson. She just moved in down the street. Maria, this is my husband John."
We shook hands and I could see a beautiful mid-30s woman with a bit of an olive complexion. She had light brown eyes and dark hair. She was beautiful in the old classical sense with good facial bone structure and a nice white smile.
"It's good to meet you John." She said it in perfect English, but there was just the hint of an accent there.
"Nice to meet you."
Ann pulled me toward her and put her arm around my waist. "Maria and her husband, Tom, just moved into the Robertson house. You know that older one down the street on the large tract of land?"
Maria nodded before I could answer. "Yes, we did. My husband and I have some work to do to fix it up, but we love the old house and the size of the plot."
"That's great." That place certainly needed it. It had been empty for about a year. It was also pretty big. "I think that could be a great home again after having been empty for a while."
"Well, I should be going." She turned to me. "John, I invited you two for a small lunch on Saturday. I hope you guys can make it and meet Tom. With it being spring, it will be a nice day to be outside."
"Okay, thanks."
Ann escorted her to the door and then I started questioning her about Maria.
"Well, I was out for my morning walk after having dropped off the kids when I ran into her. They have been living abroad for about four years in Spain. Her family is originally from Malaga, but she grew up here in the U.S. She and Tom met in college. Since most of her relatives are back in Malaga, when Tom got a chance to work over there, they took it and lived there. She's really fun."
"She seems very nice."
"Yes, she is. We're going on Saturday, right? You haven't already planned something else this weekend have you? Like golf?"
"No, I haven't planned a game of golf." I smacked her lightly on the ass. "Yes, we can definitely go."
"Good. Oh, and we have to bring our bathing suits. They have the pool up and running again." Ann then scampered off and texted her newest friend our RSVP.
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On Saturday, we arrived at the Wilson household right on time, near noon. We had arranged for the kids to be babysat at a neighbors' house. Tom greeted us at the door. He was in his mid-40s, with an average size and build, with hair that was starting to turn grey. He was friendly and led us through the house and into the back yard.
This house was near the end of the subdivision and occupied 4 acres. The previous owners had decided to never break it up for further development. It was large, probably 6 or 7 bedrooms, three stories, and had a pool in the back. When we entered the back yard, the pool had been cleaned and filled, a gas grill was up and running, and Maria was arranging things on a small table.
And that's as far as my observation went: Maria. She was wearing a skimpy thong bikini and was leaning over the table, giving us a delicious view of a very scrumptious ass. She stood up and turned, giving us a big smile. She also gave us a great view of her bountiful breasts in the very small top. It covered her nipples and areola and that's all. I grinned. Ann smiled and gave me a little nudge. We walked over to Maria.
"I'm so glad you could come." She gave us both a lean in hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"This place already looks better." Ann looked around and I had to agree.
"Well, come and sit. What would you like to drink?"
She led us to two chairs and I asked for a beer and Ann for white wine. Ann put our small bag with our swimsuits and towels down and Maria sat down on the other side of Ann, allowing me to look at her past Ann while Ann had to turn away from me toward Maria to talk. This meant I could let my eyes roam without my wife teasing me about staring at Maria. Tom came back outside, grabbed a beer, and we made small talk. We found out that they had lived in Spain for the last four years and he was a banker who had just gotten a job in town. He also said that he was going to do some of the work on the house himself if he could. He worked remodeling homes when he was younger and working his way through college. He said he had a lot to do on this one and I offered my services. He accepted and said he was going to do some work on one of the upstairs bathrooms next weekend and would let me know. Finally, at about 1pm, he stood and said he would work on the grill while we cooled off in the pool. Maria showed us to a changing room on the first floor and left us.
Once we were inside Ann immediately turned to me. "Wow, she's in excellent shape and looks good, doesn't she?"
I grinned. "Who?"
I got a light backhand to the chest for that. "Smartass. She seems very comfortable in her whatever you call that dental floss she's wearing."
"Yeah, I noticed that it was small."
