The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help.
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, Ann changed her mind about pulling back from our cuckqueen relationship. She invited Mary and Violet over and we had a sort-of office style sex scene that Violet captured on video. Mary was acting as my secretary and sucked my cock and then I fucked her. Then Ann joined in and I fucked her until I filled her with cum. Ann then made Violet suck the cum out of her pussy. And she made Mary film it so that she could watch it again later. It was great for me to see her let another woman again suck the cum out of her.
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After that afternoon delight, we were interrupted by a call from the grandparents. We had a sick child. So, I never got to further enjoy the possibilities with Mary, Violet, and my wife.
Things were busy everywhere for a few weeks and then one day I came home from helping a guy build a deck and found Ann sitting on our deck having a glass of wine. The kids were running around the back yard with a couple of extras from the neighborhood having joined.
She looked at me and grinned like the typical Cheshire cat.
"What?" I was trying to imagine what this was about. There were kids present.
"I have a new mission for you."
"What's that?"
"I was down the street talking to Katy when she pointed over at Kim Oh's house. You remember her?" I nodded. Small Asian woman with nice tits and ass. "Katy said she hadn't seen Kim's husband in a while and that Kim seemed to be hibernating at her house."
"You went to see her." I knew she did, so it wasn't a question. It was statement.
"Of course. And it was very interesting. I went in and I could tell that she was sad. We went and sat in her kitchen, had a couple of glasses of wine, and she basically poured her heart out after I got her to open up. Apparently, her husband was from South Korea. She was born and raised here, but her parents are from Korea, so they had arranged for her to marry this guy. Only he didn't like it here and after a few years, left to go back to Korea. That was about 8 months ago. She refused to go, so she's waiting for the final divorce papers. Kim has been through all the different phases of this kind of life change and now is just sad and lonely.
"I invited her over here for a drink and she came over for a while and seemed to perk up. I walked her home and when we got there, I sat for a little longer. She told me that she had dropped a pearl earring down her master bedroom sink and needed some help to get it out. I started to say something, but her laptop was on one end of the kitchen table and it didn't go to sleep or lock or whatever you call it. Anyway, while I was starting to say something I bumped the mouse and guess what came up?"
"I have no idea." I was still wondering where this was going.
"Porn." My wife grinned at me. "And not just any porn, but WMAF, which I looked up and means White Male, Asian Female. She saw it come up, blushed, but admitted that she had not had sex since her husband left and she liked sex every day, so she watched some porn. I think alcohol really loosens her up. I asked her about the WMAF thing and she just closed the lid. But I had seen that there were descriptions like "Tiny Asian craves Big White Cock", and things like that."
"Wow! That's interesting."
"Yes, it is. She managed to change the subject back to her needing a handyman. I told her I knew of one and that I would send him over this afternoon."
I got the idea now. "Yeah? And who would that be?"
"You. With nothing on but a t-shirt and your baggy gym shorts."
"Why?"
"Because then you can crawl under the sink to retrieve that earring and let your baggy shorts ride up and allow her to see a nice, white cock."
"And then what?"
"Well, I told her to wear just her nice, silky robe, which was on the back of a kitchen chair, and that maybe the handyman, who I verified as a good fucker, could solve all her problems. I think she was going to ask how I knew that, but she was a little too drunk to get to that point of logic. And I don't think she remembers you, so she won't feel bad fucking my husband."
"Wait. You really had this kind of conversation with her? You're not just kidding?"
"Well, she is a lightweight and I had her a little drunk by then. Plus, she is horny as hell. I also noticed that there was a small, pink dildo near the end of the counter that she was probably using while watching porn. I know she thought it was hidden, but I could see it."
"How in the hell did you get all this done this afternoon? This sounds like you set it up."
"Well, it is in a way. I found out some things about her, got her drunk and talking, and made arrangements for you to fulfill her fantasy of a big, white cock. Also, you know how I can spot a submissive woman. She is one. She needs this to feel better about herself."
"Are you sure about this? Will she fall for this? What happens when she sobers up?"
"Just go over there and take charge. The videos all seemed to have the white male dominating the 'poor, little Asian girl'. If she has that fantasy, then you'll get to have some fun, come home and tell me, and maybe even film some later. If not, she'll just blush, tell you to leave, and you come home horny to me."
"That's what I call a win-win situation."
"Better hurry, then."
I immediately went up, took a shower since I was dirty from putting up the deck, and put on a clean t-shirt and a pair of very baggy basketball shorts. I came down and Ann came up, reached under my shorts, and grabbed my cock.
"Mmmm. She's gonna love this big, white cock."
"Let's hope so." It was already chubby.
I headed over to Kim's house and knocked on the door. She answered immediately. She was wearing a nice, silky robe, just like Ann told her to. Her nipples were little bullets.
"Hi, Ann told me you needed a handyman to retrieve an earring?"
"Yes, that's right." She put out her hand. "I'm Kim." She slurred her words a little, but backed up to let me in. Maybe she had some more alcohol to keep up her courage.
"I'm John. Where's the problem?" I grinned and looked down at her hard nipples and nice, bare legs.
"Right this way." Kim turned to lead me upstairs. I made sure to stay a little behind her and try to see what I could up under this robe.
As Kim led the way upstairs, I tried to get a peek, but didn't see much. From the way the robe fell over her ass, I was guessing that her ass was bare, but that could mean a thong, not naked.
We reached the master bathroom and once we entered, I could see where she had cleared out most of the things under the sink for me to work. I knelt in front and looked under there. It was a normal p-trap that I should be able to drop down and get the earring as long as it had a little weight and didn't wash through.
I decided to give her a shot of my cock, so I told her I was going to get under the sink and look closely. I turned onto my back and shimmied a little under there, avoiding the bottom cabinet lip. I put my knees at a 90-degree angle and made sure my baggy shorts slipped all the way up. I pushed them to one side and positioned my cock for her viewing pleasure. It was chubby from me thinking about her and hanging loose all the way over.
