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 else 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 the last chapter, I had thought that Ann's cousin was coming over for me to take a more regular lover, but instead Ann had invited the still fairly newly married Sandra. Sandra let me fuck her on her wedding day both before and after the wedding. She and her husband had both played around, but Sandra was the real instigator. She and I had fun and Ann joined a little. She didn't seem really bisexual, but loved sitting on the face of another woman while that woman cleaned her pussy of my cum. Ann just loved being in control.
So now I was supposed to conduct a regular affair with Sandra.
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It was a week later before I got a chance to join Sandra one evening while her husband was working. It was the Friday night after our last encounter. Her husband was working 3-11pm, so I took off work early and got to her house about 4pm.
She had told me to come straight from work because we were going out for a bit. I was horny and Ann denied me sex for four days to make sure I was that way. She laughed about it. Damn wife! I loved that bitch!
When I got to Sandra's I was still in my suit. I had had a meeting that day that required something more than business casual, so I was in a suit. I was hoping to change out of it, but Sandra came to the door in a figure-hugging little black dress. She looked scrumptious. Her small, but delicious 5'3" frame was definitely highlighted by it.
"Hello, gorgeous." I grabbed her and kissed her hard, putting both my hands on her ass.
Sandra kissed me back and then squirmed out of my grasp. "Hold your horses there John." She walked over to the hallway mirror and checked herself out. "I want to look good for the club."
"Where are we going?"
"Well, it's a club that some of my friends and I used to go to for dancing."
"You want to go dancing?"
"Yes. I want to have a little outside-the-house fun time before we get down to the fucking." She grinned and gave me a hip bump.
"Okay. Let's go."
We made our way out to my car and drove to the next town over, Sandra providing direction as needed. When we finally arrived, it looked like it was too early for the place. There were only a few cars present. I looked at the clock. 5:30. Maybe there were some happy hour folks there, but not much else.
We entered and I could see that there were actually a few folks there drinking and starting to party. I guess they were getting an early start.
Sandra went to find a table and I went to get some drinks.
I got back to the table and Sandra was waiting for her drink. She gulped about half of it down immediately and then grinned at me. "I'll be right back."
Sandra disappeared into the back, where I assumed the ladies' room was while I sat and sipped my drink. The place was not very busy.
It took a while, but eventually I saw Sandra coming back. She plopped down heavily and grinned at me.
What was going on? "What?"
Sandra just continued to grin at me. "Just checking the place out."
"Well, that shouldn't take long. It's pretty deserted right now and you've been here before, so you know where everything is.
"I know. Just checking to see if I know anyone."
We sat there drinking for about 30 minutes and then I went for a second round. Sandra remained at the table to hold it as people were finally starting to show up. When I returned with the drinks, Sandra was again thirsty and gulped down a lot of her drink. She put out her hand. "Let's dance."
I'm not a very good dancer, but I followed her out onto the floor and we bounced around with a few other couples. We danced two dances and then headed back to the table. We took our time and nursed these drinks until Sandra finally stood up and announced that she was going to "make the rounds" of the club. I just shook my head. What the hell was she up to?
I nursed the second drink, trying to ensure I could drive when Sandra showed up with two other girls in tow. These two were dressed in nice, form fitting dresses showing that one was slender and one a little more voluptuous. They were both good looking.
"John, these are friends of mine, Tory and Barb." Tory was the 5'7" slender one with brown hair cut so it just touched her shoulders and big brown eyes. Barb was the shorter, more voluptuous one. She was probably only about 5'2" with blonde hair, blue eyes, and cleavage that wanted to draw your eyes to them permanently.
We all shook hands and said hello. Sandra asked me to get the three of them some Tequila shots and beer. I was going to raise my eyebrows and say something, thinking that I was brought here just to be the wallet for a night out when Sandra leaned over to say something in my ear.
"Be nice and you will definitely reap the benefits."
I smiled but had to roll my eyes. She and I were going to fuck later anyway. Was she saying that she was going to invite them to join us? "You bringing your friends home?"
