Turning a Corner

Liz and I stepped off the plane and gathered our luggage.

We drove home, almost in complete silence. We were exhausted. Well, she was sexually exhausted. I was exhausted from NOT sleeping too much the last week.

She had taken a lover in Paris and started cuckolding me in the City of Love. How fitting.

We had several questions to answer and things to workout before we regrouped and continued with the transfer into the cuckolding lifestyle.

Liz knew I was dedicated, knew that I loved her, and knew that I wanted her to keep going with this fantasy / lifestyle. She was inexperienced and "green" and there were several considerations we needed to iron out before we got started at home.

We needed a few days to get settled, unpacked, and to wash off the jet lag.

We agreed that we would have a talk about it, but just not right away.

I had gathered quite a few articles over the years of "waiting for the right time" and "gathering the courage" to bring it up. I printed out some of the more scientific articles about Hot Wife arrangements and the practice of Cuckolding husbands. I wanted her to see this was a legitimate fantasy, and in some cases a lifestyle change for the couples involved.

I organized everything and was all set for the meeting when we got a knock on the door. Some of the neighbors wanted to invite us over for a dinner party the next afternoon. A "light went off" and I thought this would be a great sounding board for my wife to see just who would and would not interact with her, even flirt with her if I showed up a little later.

We sat down and started to talk things out.

"I am not so sure about this, now that we are back home, people KNOW us here. I can't just have strange men show up and take me on a date." Liz said.

I replied, "I understand that. You would meet them someplace other than here."

"Not really a DATE when you put it like that." she closed.

"Maybe I could drop you off, help ease some of the tension of meeting new people. Most guys will be relieved that there are no strings attached, just good sex with an attractive woman in her prime." I suggested.

"So THEY bring me home?" Liz asked.

I looked at her, "No, I would wait for you."

"I don't know... that is really weird." she said.

I was going down in flames, so I pulled out the only ace I had.

"Remember how good things went with Reggie?" I asked.

Liz's face lit up. "Yes." she said.

"I need to think it over." Liz said. "I am not saying NO... I am just not saying yes right now."

I cleared my throat. "That is fair. In the mean time, I just ask that you take note of how many men flirt with you, hit on you, or notice you from across the room." I concluded.

"Its not enough to consider banging them all." she replied.

I replied, "Its more than you think, or have considered in the past."

"Why do you want this so badly?" Liz asked.

I cleared my throat again, "Because I want the humiliation and the denial of sex from you. I want you to have your sexual freedom, the ability to choose who, when, where and how. I want you to do that guilt free, worry free, and as much or as little as you like."

Liz looked at me. "You just remember, This was YOUR idea." she scorned me.

"Agreed" I said quickly.

We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Would you like me to create an on line profile on an adult dating site? It would just be for men to find you. You would have the final say so in who you contact." I asked.

Liz looked at me. "If you are willing to go to all this trouble, then what do I have to lose? Sure, go ahead." she replied. "Lets see how many champions I can draw." she concluded sarcastically.

On the day of the neighborhood party, I lied and told Liz I had some work items to catch up on. I told her to "go ahead without me" and that I would be there in about 30 to 45 minutes.

She left the house with a covered dish and I was to bring the grill items with me when I "finally made my way over there."

I spent this time setting up her online profile on Adult Friend Finder. I used a new email account JUST for this kind of thing, and used a neighboring city.

In her profile I explained that she had permission to "play well with others" and left it at that.

I looked around for a few men that had similar interest, shared a few winks, then put her best profile pic on Hot or Not.

I logged off and grabbed the meat out of the fridge. I threw them in a cooler with a fresh bottle of wine, a few beers, and made sure I grabbed my cell phone.

I locked the house and away I went.

Liz had been at the party alone for about 45 minutes. She had texted me twice since she had shown up.

LIZ: Two guys have flirted with me because you are not here. HURRY UP.

ME: HAHAHA... Told ya.

LIZ: I just got "eye-fucked" by the thirty-somethings that live at the end of the street, and two others that watched me bend over to pick up napkins. Are you on the way, or should I just give him my panties now?

ME: Walking up the drive. Brought wine.

When I got there, Liz was in the kitchen with some of her closest neighbors / friends and they were chatting it up about the latest gossip. I uncorked the wine and poured for her. I gave her a kiss and told her I missed her.

As I walked in, two of her friends mentioned that they knew of a couple of guys that were getting divorced. One of them Liz thought was very attractive (and I knew this). I said nothing of it.

We talked with friends and learned that the widower that all the ladies fussed over was moving away.

Ben was about 10 years older than us, a personal trainer and had a physical therapy practice where he worked part time with two others. Things were never the same after his wife was killed in a car accident, but he never left. He looked to be in his 40s, but was older. In great shape and could have stolen any of the wives in this neighborhood.

After the party we had a few long goodbyes and promises for parties that would never get planned. Then we stumbled home.

Liz turned on the TV and I went to check the profile. NOTHING.

Ben lived right next door and his moving away was going to be stressful for us too.

"Should we reach out to Ben, see if he needs anything while he is trying to pack up, sell the house, and relocate?" I asked Liz.

Liz looked at me, "Maybe he could stay in the guest room if they have to paint or redo the floors? They have had the place forever. I am sure it needs some work."

The gears in my head were spinning. We were the only couple with no kids living at home and we had a hot tub. Something I am sure would be welcomed after a day of packing and loading things up.

The next day I made it a point to "catch" Ben outside and I offered the guest room to him if needed. He politely declined, but I insisted. "It would just be that much easier for you, plus we have the room. Think it over, I will leave the offer on the table." I concluded.

"Fair enough. Thank you." Ben said and then went inside.

I learned from Ben when his home repairs would be taking place, and when he would need to have everything packed up. To keep things interesting, I needed to get Liz to start dressing a little sexier, and get her to start flirting on her own. At this point, I had accomplished the hardest part of the Cuckold Arrangement, getting HER to try it, and finding someone that was better / bigger than me.

I was working from home a few days a week, and I took the opportunity to "raid" Liz's panty drawer and find her sizes.

I also looked at bra sizes.

I really did NOT want to go shopping locally, so I had to look at labels. If I was going to mail order, I had to have as many things line up as possible.

I wanted to keep the weekends "open" for Liz to interact with Ben as much as possible.

Friday rolled around and I decided that we should go clothes / undergarment shopping anyway. Liz was hesitant at first, so I had to throw in a pair of shoes to sweeten the deal.

We got 3 pair of thong panties, matching bras, and a nice pair of black high heel pumps. I want to get her a new swim suit, but I was impressed I had gotten this far, so I was not going to push my luck.

As luck would have it, it was ALL female sales reps, so no flirting, this time.

I made it a point to fire up the hot tub through the week and on the weekend. I hoped that Ben would eventually cave in and come over to join us.

A week had passed and I was getting nervous. It was Friday and Ben had a few contractors in and out all week.

I had one more tactic to try.

Liz would get home around 5:30.

This particular Friday, I had a bottle of chilled wine waiting on her. I had picked up some porkchops and decided that I would grill some extra to get Ben to stop by.

Liz was at the bottom of her second glass and we hadn't eaten yet. "If there was ever a night." I kept thinking to myself.

I had just pulled the chops off when there was a knock at the door. Liz went to get it and it was Ben. He needed to borrow a broom and a few tools.

I offered him some supper and he declined.

I left him in the kitchen with Liz and went to the garage to get what he needed. It took a few minutes.

When I came back, Liz was standing in front of him with her hand on his side.

"HOLY SHIT.... It IS in her!!!" I thought to myself.

I took several steps backward, turned and made my way back to the garage. I piled a few things by the door, then hid a tool set behind a box on the work bench.

"Just give her a little time to break him down a little bit further." I thought to myself.

I stood in the garage and tidied up a bit. I moved some things around. About 10 minutes later, Ben and Liz came walking out to the garage and wanted to know what happened to me.

I played dumb and acted like I could not find the tool set, then Liz pointed it out under the box.

"Yes, THAT one." I said.

Ben bought it.

Liz did NOT buy it.

I thanked her for her keen eye.

Liz looked at me and said, "Why don't you and Ben take all this over to his place, grab his trunks and then come back for pork shops and a soak?"

"That is a great idea." I said.

Ben cut in, "I was until my trunks got packed up about a week ago."

"I have some you can borrow." I said.

"Well, I couldn't impose." Ben started in.

I said, "Nonsense. Its the LEAST we could do for you."

"It would be nice to have another medical person to talk with around here." Liz hinted.

Ben looked at us, "Okay, I am in."

Liz looked directly at me and winked.

Ben and I carried everything over and set it in the living room.

We headed back to our house and Liz had set the table, poured more wine, and set out a pair of trunks for Ben.

I stepped outside to start the tub, then slipped back into the kitchen. The three of us sat down and talked about the neighbors, memories and then Ben and Liz talked about medicine.

As we finished up, I cleared the table. Ben finished his story and then went to get changed. Liz ran upstairs to get changed.

The two of them were back in the kitchen before I finished, so I encouraged them to jump in and reassured them I would be along as soon as I finished the kitchen, got changed and put away a few items in the office.

Ben walked out to the patio. Liz stayed behind.

"Make sure you LOOK outside before you come out there. Got it?" Liz told me.

I felt a twitch in my pants. I nodded.

Liz headed out with plastic cups, a bottle of wine and an evil grin on her face.

From the kitchen I could hear laughter and some giggling.

Liz had caught Ben staring at her in more ways that one at the party, and today. She was looking forward to the hot tub.

I finished up in the kitchen, and snuck a quick glace outside.

I saw Liz sitting right next to Ben in the tub, with both of them facing the sliding glass door.

Ben was laid back with both his arms up on the railing. Liz was sitting right next to him.

THAT made me happy.

I walked to the front door and made sure it was locked. Turned off some lights, then went upstairs, straightened my closet, found a pair of trunks I could change into. I kicked off my shoes, took off my shirt and swapped out my shorts.

I sat on the edge of the bed and waited 10 minutes.

I went downstairs, quietly. I peered around every door jamb and every corner.

I went to the laundry room and grabbed three towels.

I turned on the living room lamp, and the light over the stove.

I looked outside at the hot tub. My cock got stiff with just the site of the two of them sitting next to each other earlier.

When I peeked outside, Ben was kissing Liz on the lips. Their cups were on the back of the hot tub. It was almost dark, and our privacy fence blocked what the house did not block from the street. They had privacy if they chose to use it.

I watched as Liz broke away from Ben and (I am pretty sure) said, "Let me go check."

I moved away from the door and met Liz in the hallway with their towels.

She took two of them, and then whispered, "Go BACK upstairs, and pretend to have passed out on the bed. I will tell Ben the coast is clear for us to fool around. I almost have him talked into staying with us for the rest of the week. GO."

I turned around, put my towel back and headed upstairs to change BACK into my clothes I had on earlier.

Then I snuck back down stairs. I saw them in the tub, but it was darker now, so I could not make out all of the images I wanted to see.

I ran back upstairs, and opened the master bedroom bath window. I could not see what was happening, but maybe I could hear it.

I could hear the hot tub pump, and nothing more.

I went back down stairs, snuck through the dining room and tried to get a better angle through the opposite side of the sliding glass door.

I saw Ben sitting on the edge of the hot tub, Liz's head bobbing up and down in his lap. "FUCK YES." I said to myself.

Judging by the look on Ben's face, Liz had stuffed her A-Game inside of that bikini she was wearing.

Ben reached down and held her hair out of the way. It was the first time I ever saw my wife's cheeks swell with another man's cock inside of her mouth. I nearly came in my own pants.

Liz was "working" Ben's cock pretty good when I saw Ben's mouth open and his eyes get really wide.

Liz lowered her head all the way down. I knew EXACTLY what had just happened.

Liz slowly raised her head, "milked" the shaft with her thumb and forefinger, then licked the tip clean before kissing the head of Ben's cock.

I figured that was the end of it, but I was wrong.

Ben set Liz on the edge of the hot tub, untied one side of her bikini bottom, and started sucking on her nipples while he untied the other side.

Liz threw her head back. I hoped that Ben had not forgotten how to do this to a woman.

Liz scooted to the edge, lifted both of her legs up, and used the railing to support her upper body.

Ben went to work on her clit, and freshly shaved pussy.

Liz's eyes rolled back and she closed her eyelids and Ben worked a finger inside of her.

Liz used one hand to hold the back of Ben's head as he brought her to orgasm rather quickly.

I laid on the floor of the kitchen. Not the best spot, but a spot where I could see enough of the action.

Ben NEVER came up for air, and as Liz powered through a second, third and fourth orgasm, Ben took it all in stride like a "Champion Muff Diver".

I counted four orgasms, TWO by sound, two by visual. I figured that was about all, so I slowly got up and snuck my way back upstairs.

After Ben had finished off Liz, the two of them sat back down in the water and basked in the afterglow of the week ahead.

Liz had taken that Friday off. I had to go in to work that Friday for about half a day.

If things went according to Liz's plan, Ben would be in the guest room tomorrow night.

After I "fell asleep" Liz would sneak down the hallway, and "tuck" Ben in. Friday she would "act" like she was going to work, let me leave, and then her and Ben could properly fuck in a bed.

I went over to ask Ben if I could help him with anything and there was nothing left to do. He had finished two days ahead of time, so it was just a matter of getting the realtor to take photos, turn over the keys, and then he was done.

I made sure the liquor cabinet was well stocked and I made sure I would appear to drink too much most nights.

Just like her plan, Liz would wait about 20 minutes and then leave our bedroom to go be with Ben.

The first night, she sat on his face (at his request) and she orgasmed about 3 times. Then Liz sucked his cock to get it hard as possible, and then Ben took her from behind, standing up so the bed would not squeak.

After Ben cam inside of her, she would say good night, then rush back to our bedroom where she would sit on my face and "feed" me their cream pie.

The second night, Liz told Ben, "Zach took a sleep aid and I will NOT wake up for anything."

"Are you sure?" Ben asked.

Liz reassured Ben, "Absolutely."

"Okay" Ben said.

Liz looked at Ben and said, "I just want to fuck tonight. Tomorrow we can take our time while Zach is at work."

I laid in bed and listened as my neighbor fucked my wife's married pussy to 3 powerful orgasms. It is a humbling experience to listen to your own wife have strong, powerful orgasms from the other room. Orgasms she made certain that I could hear.

"She is getting really good at this humiliation thing... without any practice." I thought to myself.

Once again, when they had finished, she kissed Ben good night and rushed back to our bedroom.

Once again, she straddled my face and let herself drain into my mouth. I licked her clean and brought her to orgasm. She rolled off of me, curled up in a ball and told me "I Love you." Then Liz fell asleep instantly.

The next morning I woke up early, showered, got dressed and left for work. I was distracted all day.

When I got home, Ben was in the front yard of his house talking with a realtor. He waved as I pulled in the driveway.

The two finished talking, shook hands and the realtor got in his car and left.

"Hey Zach." Ben said.

I replied, "Hey Ben. All done?"

"I believe so." Ben said in a somber tone.

"Could I take you and Liz out to supper tonight?" Ben asked.

I replied, "That sounds great. Let me talk to Liz and I will get ready."

"I am going to say good bye one last time and then I will be over." Ben said.

"Ben, just let yourself in the back door off the kitchen. No need to knock." I said.

Ben chuckled, "Okay."

I went inside to talk to Liz. She was laying on the bed, in a robe.

She pulled me close and gave me a kiss, a "snowball" kiss of heavy semen and salty fluid. She took some back, but pulled away and made me swallow most of it.

Liz pointed to the floor.

I got on the floor and Liz straddled my face, filling my mouth with another load of come. I ate her pussy until she orgasmed, which came quickly.

"OH MY GOD BABY.... You will not believe the day I had." Liz said.

I laid on the floor in disbelief.

"It started off with Ben eating my pussy as soon as I got out of the shower." Liz told me.

Before I could ask HOW she went from that to laying on our bed with two loads of come inside of her, she blurted out, "I just had a threesome with Ben and his realtor!!!!" Liz nearly screamed. She was giddy with excitement.

She continued, "I literally got them out of the house and wrapped up in this robe with a mouth full of come and a leaking twat full of come waiting for your mouth. A few minutes later, you were talking to Ben in the front yard."

"HOLY SHIT!!!" I said out loud.

"I KNOW!!!" Liz said right back.

"I have created a MONSTER." I thought to myself.

WAIT... You wanted this, idiot. You wanted a wife that would fuck other men, take any and all opportunities to take a strange cock, then tell you about it.