His Life as a Cuckold Husband Volume 1

 

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His Life as a Cuckold Husband Volume 1

By Kat Black

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© 2014 by Kat Black

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ISBN: 978-1494883959

 

Chapter 1. Learning the Truth

Jake's wife, Kim, of sixteen years was returning from a real estate convention.

She had been gone for three days and was now returning home to him. She'd called him an hour earlier to let him know that her plane had landed and that she would be home soon.

Kim was a sexy and beautiful woman. At thirty-seven, regular exercise and a sensible diet had helped her stave off the physical ravages of three pregnancies and an intense, pressure filled career. She took pride in the fact that almost 20 years after high school graduation, her weight was exactly the same as it was back then.

Jake heard the front door open and he went to greet her. He gave her a hug and kissed her. She kissed him back and said, "I missed you."

Smiling at his wife, Jake said, "I missed you too."

Kim was dressed in a skirt and a tight fitting top that accentuated her large breasts. Jake's wife had a fabulous figure and she loved showing it off. Her auburn red hair was casually pinned up in a French twist. A light touch of lipstick and blush highlighted the classic features of her pretty face. Kim really was a beautiful woman and Jake wondered, as he often did, why she was attracted to a skinny little guy like him.

At five foot six inches and one hundred forty pounds, Jake was hardly the broad shouldered linebacker type that one would expect to see with a woman as desirable as his wife. He'd like to tell you that he was rich, but he's not and he never will be. In fact, Kim makes five times as much money as Jake does.

Immediately after graduating from college, Kim and Jake got married. The following fall he took a job teaching math at the local community college. Jake had to do it, eight months after they were married Kim gave birth to their first child. You don't have to be a math teacher to get that they had to get married.

Every morning Kim dropped the kids off at her mother's house on her way to the office and every afternoon he picked them up on his way home from his job.

Since Jake had more free time, Jake became the de facto homemaker for their household.

As a good real estate agent, her salary was high, so were her hours. Because of her demanding schedule, the only reasonable course of action was for him to continue as the homemaker.

That is exactly what he did. He cleaned, did the laundry, cooked meals and took care of the children while Jake's wife flourished in her real estate career. Kim has always been a good wife and mother. When she did have time, she always tried to help out. If the kids or Jake needed her, she would always be there for them.

Still, there was never any doubt that her career took priority over his. Jake didn't mind. He'd always been proud of himself. He's a good teacher and their kids all seem to be happy, well adjusted children, so he believed he was also a good parent and homemaker.

Kim asked, "Who's taking care of the kids?" Because the house was quiet and they didn't come to greet her at the door as Jake had.

It was 3:00 pm on a Saturday. Their kids still needed someone to watch over them. Usually that was Jake's responsibility, but of course, that day he wanted alone time with Kim. "Your mother picked them up this morning. She's taking them to the park for a picnic. They're staying with her tonight. She'll bring them home tomorrow afternoon."

Kim flashed him a lascivious grin, "So we're alone tonight."

"Yes."

"That's good, because I'm in the mood for some relaxation."

"Did you have a rough night last night?"

"I wouldn't call it rough, but it certainly was exhausting."

"I take you met someone at the convention?"

"Of course, that's why I love these conventions so much."

"Was he hot?"

"Yes he was."

"Was he good?"

"He was amazing. Jake, last night he wore me out."

"I'm impressed. Men who can wear you out are rare breed."

"Yes they are and you know me, when I find one I like to take the time to fully utilize and enjoy him."

Jake's wife had always been a passionate woman. She appreciated life and all the pleasures that came with it. That included sex with a variety of men. She also admits that she's a size whore. She savors a big cock. Since he's only slightly built, Jake has a small penis that admission came as both a shock and a concern to him.

When Jake met Kim, he knew she had a reputation of sleeping around. But, he didn't care. After they started dating regularly, he continued to hear rumors that she was still having sex with other guys. Again, Jake didn't care. Kim was an independent woman. That was one of the reasons he found her so attractive and sexy. While they never talked about it, he always felt confident that the other guys were just fantasies and Jake was the only man she truly loved.

At their wedding they both made the traditional vow to forsake all others. He chose to assume that meant that Kim was finished playing around. He wasn't positive that he actually believed that and frankly, Jake wasn't certain that it mattered to him. He really did believe that he was the only man Kim loved. If she was continuing to have sex with other guys, he was confident it was still just fun and games. That said, Kim did make the promise at their wedding and Jake preferred to assume that she was being truthful. That position made life much less complicated for them both.

Two years after their wedding, he was confronted with indisputable evidence that Kim wasn't keeping the promise she'd made at their wedding. He still clearly remembers that day. It was finals week at the college he worked at and Jake came home early that day, after taking a quick trip to the gym first. He wanted to shower and grade term papers before the kids came home demanding his time and attention.

Jake arrived at his house, he opened his garage door and was surprised to find Kim's BMW parked in her space. Even more surprising, a black Jaguar XJ-7 was occupying Jake's space. Hoping that there was an innocent explanation, Jake parked his SUV behind his wife's car and went into their home.

As Jake entered the living room, he heard the familiar moans Kim makes during sex. The sounds were coming from the bedroom area of the house. Now fully resigned to what was happening, he walked down the hallway. The door to the master bedroom was slightly open. He opened it wider and looked inside. Kim and a man he didn't recognize were on their bed. They were both naked. The stranger was on top of Jake's wife. He was fucking her.

Very fascinated, Jake watched. This may be hard to believe, but Jake's first reaction wasn't anger. Instead, he was struck by how beautiful Kim was and how much she seemed to be enjoying herself. He also had to admit that he was incredibly turned on.

During their engagement, Jake had heard enough rumors to convince him that Kim had been actively screwing around on him. But he'd never actually been confronted by it, so it had been easy to pretend it wasn't true.

Still the suspicions lingered in the back of Jake's mind. Over time, they became seeds that sprouted fantasies about Kim and other men. At first Jake tried to fight them. Getting aroused by the thought of another man fucking his wife seemed kind of perverted and it certainly wasn't very masculine on his part.

Despite all efforts to eradicate himself of these fantasies, they not only persisted, they also grew. Gradually the ever increasing excitement he felt when he pictured Kim with another man completely stomped out any reservations he had about the inappropriate sexual acts of what Jake was imagining. It wasn't long before he was constantly daydreaming about being Kim's cuckold husband.

Over time Jake's domestic duties made him feel less like Kim's husband and more like her personal servant. Surprisingly, he found that he was not only willing to accept that role, Jake savored it. It excited him to no end. Apparently, their marital status had discovered a submissive side to him and while he was sure it was deep seeded and she didn't recognize it, a dominant side in Kim.

Like the cuckold fantasies he was having, he initially tried to suppress his submissive thoughts. But again the excitement they created was so intense that it wasn't long before he was freely dreaming about being Kim's submissive sex slave.

So on that day, as Jake stood in the doorway to their bedroom watching his wife and sexy fantasy mistress enjoying herself with one of her lovers, Jake's initial reaction was an overwhelming desire to take out his little dick and masturbate. He didn't. Suddenly feeling that it wouldn't be right, he stopped himself. Jake didn't have an invitation to this interlude.

That realization destroyed Jake's excitement and two other emotions, anger and hurt quickly replaced it. He wasn't angry because Kim was cheating on him, he was upset because she'd lied to him and he was hurt that she'd chosen to hide this part of her life from him. Why couldn't Kim have been completely honest and shared it with him? Why couldn't he have been an invited guest at this sexual interlude? But Kim hadn't chosen to share this part of her life with him, and that's what hurt the most. Not the infidelity.

Jake could have continued watching them. They were both so engaged in their sexual activity that they were totally oblivious to Jake standing there and watching them. But, he couldn't stand that anymore. He felt like he was intruding on an intimate moment that wasn't supposed to include him. Overwhelmed by hurt and embarrassment, Jake thought about leaving, but he didn't. Jake's anger was rising and it took hold of him and overpowered all other emotions at that point.

This was his bedroom. He had a right to be here. This strange man was the intruder, not Jake.

Taking a deep breath, Jake walked into the bedroom and said, "Ummmm... Hello, excuse me, I need to take a shower. I just got done from the gym." Now when Jake thinks about it, he realizes that was an odd initial introduction, but it was to the point.

The stranger on top of his wife reacted first. He stopped fucking Jake's wife, looked over at him and stared. After a moment the stranger asked, "Who the fuck are you?"

His question and complete arrogance made Jake's anger boil over. The asshole fucking his wife was actually trying to intimidate him in his own home! Of course his question and arrogant tone were due more to shock and surprise than a desire to intimidate, but at that moment he wasn't in the mood to give him the benefit of the doubt. In a venomous voice, Jake replied, "Are you fucking kidding me?! You're in is my fucking bedroom, fucking my wife! I think the real question is, who the fuck are you?"

As the reality of the situation began to sink in, the stranger's face turned white with fear and suprisement. At the same moment the men's voices and verbal exchanges in the room roused Jake's wife from her lustful stupor.

Seeing Jake standing in the doorway, Kim bursted "Jake, what are you doing home? I thought you were supposed to be at work!" And then she started trying to push her lover off of her so she could sit up.

"It's finals week. School was out early. I stopped at the gym and now I want to shower, then grade term papers before the kids come home. Is that too much to ask?" Jake snarled.

"Are you hurt?" There was genuine concern in Kim's voice.

"No, I'm okay." Jake lied. "I just need to shower."

The stranger was now off of Kim and sitting up. He started to say something, but Kim quickly cut him off. "Greg, be quiet. Please just get dressed and get out of here!"

Noting the desperation in Kim's voice, Greg nodded and then without making any more attempts to speak, he stood and picked up his clothes from the floor and started to get dressed. Jake couldn't help noticing that his enormous cock was still partially erect.

Looking at Kim, Jake said, "As soon as I'm done showering I'm going out in the backyard to grade term papers since it's a nice day outside, so he might as well stay. That way you can finish what you were doing." Jake didn't make any effort to hide his hurt and anger he was feeling inside.

"Jake, after your shower we need to have to talk."

"No, I can't. I told you that I have to grade these damn term papers."

"But Jake..."

Jake held up his hand and barked, "Bye!" And then, shaking his head, he rushed into the bathroom and started taking off his clothes. He didn't left the door open to the bathroom.

From the bedroom, Jake heard Greg say, "Kim, are you going to be okay?"

Kim answered, "I'll be fine. Jake's mad and my marriage may be in trouble, but I don't think he would ever hurt me. Hurry up, you absolutely have to be gone by the time he gets out of the shower."

"Are you going to call me?"

"I don't think so."

"Will I see you again?"

"Greg, be serious. My marriage is about to disintegrate. We had a good time, but that's all it was. Jake is my husband. I love him and he don't want to lose him.

This has to be the last time for you and me."

"Oh. I'm going to miss the great sex, but if that's the way it has to be, then that's the way it has to be."

"Greg, Jake might find out you have a wife and tell her about us. No use in destroying two marriages now, is there?"

Gasping with horror, Greg interrupted Kim. "I don't want my wife to find out! Kim, I'll be ruined! You'll have to talk him out of doing that!"

"Do you actually still want to see me again and jeopardize your marriage too?"

"No, of course not! We can't ever see each other again. Kim, I'd better leave. I shouldn't be here when he gets out of the shower."

After hearing their conversation, Jake was smiling at the smug asshole’s sudden change of heart, Jake stepped into the shower.

While he showered Jake's anger at his wife began to dissipate. Based on what she'd just said to Greg it was clear that despite her lies and infidelity, Kim really still loved him.

Even so, Jake knew they were going to have to talk. Kim had lied to him. She'd also deliberately hidden a part of herself from him and now that he'd been confronted with indisputable evidence that Jake could neither deny nor rationalize away. So, although he wasn't angry, Jake was hurt by Kim's lying. Also he felt cheated. Call him a pervert, but Jake would have enjoyed knowing about her infidelity while it was happening. He would have preferred to have been a knowing cuckold rather than an ignorant one.

As soon as Jake finished his shower he returned to the bedroom. Kim was busy putting clean sheets on the bed. He started getting dressed. Clearly on edge, Kim watched him. She was waiting for him to say something. Jake didn't.

Finally she said, "You must be incredibly upset with me. I don't blame you. I feel just awful about all of this."

Jake looked at her. "What do you mean? Why do you feel awful? Because I came home and caught you cheating on me? Or is it because you cheated on me?"

Kim thought for a moment and then she said, "Both I suppose."

"And I'm not upset."

"You're not?"

"No, but I am hurt. Kim, you lied to me. You knowingly hid part of your life from me."

"I had to hide it from you Jake. How could I possibly tell you that I have been cheating on you?"

"I can't talk about this right now. I have to go grade term papers."

"I understand, but can you tell me something before you go?"

"What is it?"

"Do we still have a chance or did I destroy our marriage? I promise that Greg is no more."

"Kim, I love you with every fiber off my being. Yes, we do have a chance."

"I love you too Jake. If you do give me another chance he promise I'll make this up to you."

"We'll talk later."

"Thank you Jake."

As Jake left the bedroom Kim called after him, "Jake I really do love you!"

Chapter 2. Admitting the Truth

That night, after dinner and the kids were asleep in bed, Jake and Kim discussed why Kim loved having sex with other men. Men with enormous cocks. She admitted to having more than one lover. In fact, there were probably more like dozens over the years. Even when they had been engaged and even more so when they were married. Kim had reiterated though, that she always used a condom, so that she would never get pregnant. Kim also promised Jake that all the kids were his.

Just as Jake had hoped, Kim came clean with everything. After all, their marriage was on the line. Kim thought that Jake would definitely divorce her now after her confession of loving to have sex with different men and that she couldn't stay faithful to him. But, she also reiterated that although these men had had her body, they never ever had her heart or her love. That's what Jake had, not them.

After Kim made her confession to Jake, Jake was now going to make a confession to Kim. One he knew he had to make to her since they were laying everything out on the table.

"When I knew there was a possibility you were with other men, I kept picturing you with them in different sexual scenarios."

"Jake that must have been incredibly awful for you. I'll never be able to forgive myself for being so heartless."

"No please, it really was okay." And then Jake blurted out. "Kim it excited me!"

"What? I don't understand?"

"Imagining you having sex with other men excites me."

Kim stared at Jake. After a moment she asked, "Really?"

"Yes." And then he quietly added, "Admitting this to you is really embarrassing."

Kim continued staring at Jake. Finally she said, "Yes, I would imagine it is." Her tone of voice lacked any emotion giving her reply a sense of aversion.

Already uncomfortable by his admittance, Jake interpreted Kim's words as a look of pity and revulsion. Utterly humiliated, annoyance and anger and betrayal welled up inside of him. He stood. Lashing out in defense, he said, "Yes, well now that you know that you're married to a perverted wimp you can feel free to dump me without guilt." And then Jake turned and stormed out of their bedroom.

Jake retreated to the spare room. As soon as Jake was safely inside his refuge Jake closed and locked the door, he sat down on the bed and held his face in his hands. He was utterly shamed. He was also convinced that he'd lost Kim for good now. It was clear to him that he was now an object of ridicule to her. Jake cringed as he imagined her laughing uncontrollably while she told Greg about his wretched confession.

As he sat on the bed stewing in his misery, Jake heard footsteps on the stairs. Realizing that it was Kim he waited, bracing for more mistreatment.

After a moment there was a knock on the door. Jake didn't respond. There was a pause and then Kim tried opening the door. Finding it locked, she said, "Jake, please let me in, please I want to talk to you."

Kim waited for him to answer. When he didn't she said, "Jake, you misinterpreted what I said. When I told you that I understood that your admission was embarrassing, I wasn't judging you, I was only trying to empathize with you. I was trying to let you know that I understood how difficult that admittance must have been for you. Baby, I do not pity you and you certainly don't repulse me. Jake honey, you are the love of his life. I can't bear the thought of living without you. Please let me in so we can discuss this.

Jake understood immediately. He had totally misinterpreted Kim's comment and now that he did understand, he felt foolish. Too embarrassed to speak. He stood up, walked over to the door and unlocked it.

Opening the door, Kim walked directly over to him, threw her arms around his neck, pulled him tightly to her and said, "Damn it Jake, I love you. You are the man of his dreams and you always will be. It now appears that we're a couple of perverts. Apparently, me more than you, but so what! We love each other and as far as I'm concerned that's all that matters." Kim looked into his eyes and asked, "So, what about you?"

Laughing, he said, "I think I may be more perverted than you are, but yes I do love you and all I want out of life is to be able to stay with you, so if you're willing to put up with a husband who's a perverted wimp, then I'm all yours."

Kim laughed. "Can you stand being married to a slut?"

"Stand it? Hell, I can't think of anything I'd like more."

Staring at Jake, Kim paused for a moment and then she asked, "Are you sure?"

Jake nodded. "Completely positive."

Kim grinned. "Jake I'm so sorry I lied to you and hid part of my life from you."

"You didn't know. I do understand why you were afraid to tell me and honestly I have to admit that if you had confessed everything years ago, I'm not sure how I would have reacted. We might not be married and we wouldn't have the kids."

“True.” She responded with a smile.

Jake watched her, after a moment he asked, "What?"

She said, "This is going to take some time, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Jake, I love you more than any man on the face of this planet. That should be assumed."

Grinning at Kim, he said, "I just admitted to being a pervert and you just admitted to being a slut. It doesn't matter, I love you every bit as much as I've always loved you and I want to believe that you love me just as much as you've always loved me. The problem we face now is that we have to convince ourselves of that fact. It's going to take me some time to believe that you're still willing to love me when you know that I'm really a cuckold wimp."

"And it's going to take me some time to accept that even though I'm a lying whore, you still love me."

"I have a suggestion."

"What is it?"

"New pet names, maybe not in front of the kids, only when we're alone."

"What are they?"

"Mine should be Wimpy."

Understanding, Kim laughed and said, "And mine should be Slutty-girl."

Kim sat down on the bed and pulled him down so Jake was sitting next to her. Once they were both settled, she asked, "So what do we do now?"

Smiling, he said, "I think we have to spend a little time getting to know each others clandestine side."

"If we do that, we're going to have to trust each other. If I tell you about everything I've done I'm frightened that you'll leave me."

"And I'm afraid you'll be aghast when you find out how much of a wimp I really am."

Kim laughed. "I think we are off to a good start."

"What do you mean?"

"We're both frightened and a little embarrassed about revealing our kinkier sides. Admitting that to each other is a good start."

"You know what's humorous?"

"What?"

"I think we complement each other perfectly. Getting together was the best thing that's ever happened to either of us."

"Tell me."

"You were born to be a hot wife and I was born to be your cuckold husband."

"Hot wife and cuckold husband, you say them like they're common terms."

"In the cuckold fantasy world they are."

"The cuckold fantasy world? What's that?"

"On the Internet."

"On the Internet? Really?"

"Yes, there are a number of sites aimed to the cuckold hot wife life style on the Internet."

"I've heard the word cuckold before."

"Yes, in college. It's used in Chaucer's "Canterbury Tales"."

"Isn't it old?"

"It was, but not anymore."

"So exactly what does it mean?"

"It's the name for a man whose wife sleeps with other men."

"So you're a cuckold."

"Yes."

"And you don't mind that title."

"Now we're getting back into awkward confessions again."

"You're the one who wanted the truth."

"Well, I don't object to the title, in fact it gets me excited."

"Please don't get mad. I'm not judging you when I say this."

"Okay?" There was a tone of guarded skepticism in his voice.

"Jake, it is a little hard for me to believe what you are telling me."

"Wait! You think I'm lying to you?"

"Not at all, it's just that...Well I don't think most men would react this way."

"Well, at first it was a little difficult for me to accept it too. I tried so hard to stomp these feelings. It didn't matter, they kept coming back. Kim, I can't explain it. I know it's not natural, but that is how I react. I've learned to accept it and if we're going to stay together you're going to have to learn to accept it too."

Slowly nodding, Kim said, "I told you that I am not judging you, and I am not." She laughed out loud. "Hell, I'd be a fool if I did that. This actually makes you the perfect husband for me."

Jake smiled at her.

She smiled back and then said, "I'd also be a fraud. Who am I to judge you? I'm a whore, a married, cheating whore with the best husband in the entire universe. I have no idea why I can’t keep my panties on though. Can you explain that to me?"

Shrugging, Jake replied, "I can't, so I guess we're just going to have to love each other the way we are."

"Can you do that Jake? Can you really accept having a wife who's a slutty whore?"

"I can. But, you have to promise to be completely honest with me. You can't keep any secrets from me anymore. I have to know everything about this part of your life."

"I'll try, but that might be difficult for me."

"Why? You don’t trust me?"

"I trust you Jake."

"So what’s the issue of bang honest with me?"

Kim stared at the wall behind Jake. She was quiet.

"You can trust me and totally being honest with me is essential if this marriage has any remote chance of survival."

Still hesitant she said, "I know, it's just that sometimes I can be kind of daring. Sometimes I can be so daring that I'm embarrassed of myself later. Jake, I've done some really awful things"

"Have you ever hurt or killed anyone?"

Kim looked at Jake. "No, never, absolutely not!" But then she hesitated. After a second she said, "Maybe you."

"Hurt me because you lied to me and cheated on me?"

"Yeah,” she said looking sad.

"You know that's not what I meant. That's a different issue and we're working that out now. What I meant is have you ever harmed anyone physically? Have you intentionally injured someone?"

"Never."

"So you really haven't done anything that was so awful then."

"You're telling me that if it's between consenting adults and no one is getting hurt, it's not bad?" Her eyes grew wide open.

"That's exactly what I meant."

"I believe that too, but the commonly conventional norms of our society are a bit more unbending than that."

"You mean like judgments about husbands who allow their wives to fuck other men?"

Kim laughed. "That's exactly what I mean!"

Jake smiled at Kim. "We're adults, we get to set our own rules and I think both of us have strong enough moral attributes to be able to do that."

Smiling, Kim shook her head and said, "Jake honey, how was I ever lucky enough to find you?"

"As I said, we complement each other so perfectly."

"Yes we do and I am really interested in learning more about this cuckold hot wife life style you've been talking about. You said there were web sites on the Internet about it?"

"Tons of them."

"I'd like to see some of them. Could you show me several of your favorite sites? I'd like to look at them."

"I can but when I do that I'll be sharing quite a bit about his secret side to me."

"Is that bad?" Kim asked.

"I'm still worried about how you're going to react to some of what you're going to learn about me."

"We're going to have to trust each other."

"Right now I'm the only one doing any trusting."

Slowly nodding, Kim said, "Well, do you have any suggestions for me?"

"Maybe you could answer a few questions first, then I will tell you about my cuckold fantasies."

"Okay."

"Okay." Jake thought for a moment and then he said, "You just told me that you've done some awful things that later made you feel ashamed about."

"Yes."

"What's the most awful thing you've ever done?"

"You mean sexually?"

"Well, of course."

"You're asking for the big can of worms to be opened now. Maybe we could start with a little easier question and gradually work our way up to that one."

"I'm sorry, of course you're right. It's just that you mentioned it and now I can't stop thinking about it."

"I do understand, it's all right, in fact I'm the one who should be apologizing. That admission had to be a real bomb for you. I'm sure you're imagining me in all kinds of outrageous situations. I'll tell you everything, I promise I will, but if you don't mind I'd like to build a little more trust before I answer that question."

"Okay, I can wait."

Kim smiled. "Can you think of an easier question?"

Smiling back, Jake said, "Sure, I have lots of questions."

"I'm certain you do." And then Kim sighed. "Jake, I really do wish that I'd been honest with you, but if I had I'm afraid that..."

"I might not have married you?"

"Yes."

"And that's a valid worry. At the time, I'm not sure I was ready to accept being your cuckold."

"When you say it like that I feel like I'm being awful to you."

"It doesn't have to be awful. If you're open with me and share this part of your life, I think it will be lots of fun for the both of us."

"I still don't get that. I understand how it will be fun for me. I'll be getting all the guilt free sex I want, but what about you? You told me that you don't want to play around with other women. How will you get your satisfaction?"

"If that was what I wanted, which I don’t, could I do that?"

"I'd be pretty hypocritical if I said no." Kim replied.

"Well, as I said, I don't."

"So I don't get it."

"I will explain it to you eventually, but first you have to share with me. I'd like to hear about the first time you cheated on me after we got engaged.” In Jake’s mind that was the moment he actually became a cuckold.

"Do you promise you won't get mad?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Okay."

"Do you remember Nick Sands?"

"Sure, the football player, a tall built black guy."

"That's right. The night after we got engaged you were studying for a test so you stayed at your dorm room and I stayed at mine. About ten o'clock that night Nick called me and asked if he could stop by.

"I didn't know the two of you knew each other."

"Well, I avoided mentioning him to you for obvious reasons."

"I see, so you were friends with him?"

"Yes, we had a history. We'd been fuck buddies for more than three years."

"Fuck buddies?"

"Everyone uses the term fuck buddies. We occasionally got together for some outrageous hot sex. Nick had a beautiful big 10 inch cock and he knew how to use it. Jake, are you familiar with the term, size whore?"

"Sure, it's a woman who likes men who have big..." I paused and then looking at Kim, Jake asked, "Are you telling me that you're a size whore?"

"Yes, I am."

"I have a small cock, if you're a size whore, why the hell did you marry me?"

"Because you're smart, sweet, considerate and loving. As soon as I got to know you I realized that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you."

"With my small cock you had to realize that you never could have been satisfied with me."

"Honey, I love variety. Even if you had a fifteen inch cock I still wouldn't have been satisfied with only you."

"I see."

For a moment they both stared at the wall. Finally, Jake said, "So I assume that when Nick dropped by your dorm room he ended up seducing you."

"He really didn't have to seduce me. When he called I knew exactly what he wanted and when I told him that he could come over I'd already made up my mind that I was going to let him fuck me that night. Jake, when he arrived I answered the door wearing nothing but see through lingerie, with no panties."

Suddenly looking worried, Kim asked, "Jake, is that too much detail?"

Jake smiled. "No, that's exactly what I want to hear."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Kim laid her hand on his leg and then she slowly moved it over until it was resting on his cock. “You're really hard, you are enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Yes I am." The combination of Kim's touch and the mental image of her letting Nick into her dorm room while she was wearing nothing but see through lingerie had him breathing with excitement.

Fully aware of his arousal, Kim leaned over, brushed his ear with her lips and whispered, "As soon as Nick was inside my dorm room he pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard on my lips."

"Did you resist?"

"No, I wanted it."

"Then what happened?"

"Nick pushed me to my knees, unzipped his pants and took out his cock."

"And you let him do that?"

"Jake, I would have begged him to do that."

"I don't understand, you'd never let me do that."

"You've never tried." Kim paused for a second. She was thinking. Finally she said, "Jake I need to tell you something, but you have to promise me that you won't get mad, at least not until we've had a chance to talk about it."

"All right."

"Promise."

"Okay, I promise."

Chapter 3. The Cuckold Agreement

Kim explained to Jake that she wouldn't ever let him do that to her because she loved him and that he was sweet and it wasn't in his nature to be forceful, but loving and gentle. That she feels safe with him, that he always treats her with dignity and respect and he's always concerned about her feelings. She said that even though Nick was a nice guy and that she knew he would never have hurt her in bed although he would be a heartless bastard and that he always took what he wanted... no matter what.

"And you're telling me you liked that?" Jake asked Kim.

Kim grinned and replied, "Jake, it was so fucking hot. He used to make me suck his cock and his balls and when we fucked he'd threw me around like I was his sex toy."

"I could try and do that to you, if you want me to."

"No you couldn't. Like I said Jake, it's not in your nature and I don't want it to be in your nature. I never want it to be in your nature. Please understand that."

"I don't understand though. But, you said that you liked it. Explain that to me, please?"

"I do like it, but you have to remember, I like a variety of different things. You're a sweet, gentle caring lover. You're the man I want as my vanilla ice cream in a sundae. You're the base of my life. Men like Nick are the sprinkles, nuts (no pun intended), chocolate syrup and cherries on top." Kim sighed, "Nick made me do things for him that I would never do for..."

Suddenly Kim stopped herself. She didn't finish her sentence, but it was too late.

Jake knew what she was about to say.

They stared at each other for a moment and then Kim said, "Jake, I've done things with other men that I've never done with you and never will do with you. I'm very sorry. I was never trying to deny anything to you. Please believe me. I'd never do that intentionally. I guess I never really thought about it. There were just some things I did with some men that I didn't do with others. Now that I realize that, I feel really awful. You are the love of my life, how could I do things for other men that I didn't do for you. Is what you are probably wondering, right?"

Jake was slowly nodding and said, "I know you've never licked my balls and you never suck my cock anymore."

"That's not true! I do it all the time. I just did it not too long ago Jake!"

"Three months ago on my birthday does not constitute as 'just doing it'!" Jake exclaimed.

She looked at him in astonishment. "No, that can't be right. It was more recent than that."

"Kim, it is true, it’s been three months. Sometimes you'll kiss the head of my cock, but mostly you stroke me with your hand while I lick your pussy when we are in sixty-nine position."

"Damn! Because you're so good at licking my pussy, Jake. I like to be able to focus all of my attention on the pleasure you're giving me." Kim paused and thought for a second then said, "Shit Jake, that makes me sound so fucking selfish, doesn't it?"

Not knowing exactly how to reply, Jake just shrugged.

Kim continued, "You know, when I use my mouth and suck you off, you cum so fast. When I use my hands, you tend to last longer because I can control it better."

Jake nodded in agreement. And then something occurred to him. He realized that it wasn't a good thought. Kim had already felt bad enough that she'd been doing things for other men that she hadn't been doing for him, but he was still hurt from her lies so he had to ask her. "Kim, tell me something…"

What is it Jake?"

"Did you suck Greg's cock today? That was his name, Greg, right?"

Kim stared at Jake for a moment. She looked like the cat who ate the canary.

Jake immediately began regretting asking her this question. “Was I out of line for asking you that?”

"No, you're my husband. Of course you get to ask me that. You just took me off-guard." She paused and then in a voice barely above a whisper, she said, "Yes, Greg is his name and yes, I did suck his cock today."

Now more curious than anything else, Jake asked, "How long have you been getting together with Greg?"

"About a year now."

"How often?"

"Two, maybe three times a week."

"Do you always suck his cock?"

Suddenly Kim's eyes swelled up with tears. "Yes, I do it every time we get together! I'm sorry, I'm an awful wife!”

Jake slipped his arm around her shoulder, pulled her tightly to him and whispered, "I don't think you're an awful wife."

Through her tears, Kim said, "But I do things for other men that I don't do for you, my own husband. Doesn’t that make me awful?"

"Yes you do and now it's my turn to confess something to you." Jake said.

"What could you possibly have to confess?"

"Hearing about sucking Greg’s cock really excites me."

Kim turned and looked at Jake with a confused look on her face. Tears were running down her cheeks. "Jake I don't understand. How can..."

Jake kissed her cheek, wiped away her tears and said. "I think it's time to share with you what I read about on the cuckold sites."

With tears still running down her cheeks Kim said, "Okay."

Jake was sitting next to Kim on the bed. He grabbed her hand and smiled.

She smiled back at him. "Jake, I'm getting really excited about this."

"I am too."

"I want to know everything about you becoming a cuckold husband." Kim inquired.

Jake’s cock began to get hard and throb with excitement. He was finally going to reveal to his wife all the details of what being a cuckold husband entails. He had thought about this over and over again and never dreamed that the day would come that he would share his fantasies with Kim, his beautiful wife. To be able to share this part of his life with her has only been a fantasy to him. That is, up until now.

Images of Nick pushing her to her knees so that she could suck his cock or Greg on top of her in their bed, pumping his huge cock in and out of her cunt while she moaned and groaned with pleasure, kept swirling and obsessing in his mind.

Jake was excited because his cuckold fantasy was on the verge of becoming a reality and he was anxious because he still feared that Kim might be shocked by his perverted fantasies that he is going to share with her.

Fully aware that this was a crucial moment, Jake took a deep breath, kneeled before Kim, held her hand and said, "I want to be a submissive husband to you and I want you to be my dominant wife. I want you to be my sexy dominating mistress wife. I want to be responsible for all of the domestic chores while you rule this household and follow your career dream. I want you to sleep with other men and not hide it from me, while I remain always faithful to you. I want to treat you like a goddess while you treat me like your servant."

Looking at him, Kim asked, "Is this the lifestyle you really want to live?" Then she paused for a moment before Jake could reply, she said, "Oh my god Jake! This is the lifestyle we’ve been living all along!" Then looking down at Jake, she said, "I've been so selfish. Here I was reaping all the benefits of our lifestyle, but I completely ignored your needs. You must hate me. I've cheated on you and taken advantage of you without giving you anything in return." She paused again. “Jake, is this what you really want? To continue to life our life together like this?”

There it was. Kim was offering him the choice to retreat or go forward. Jake was afraid, but he'd dreamed of this moment for awhile now. He wasn't about to run away from it now. Taking a deep breath, he nodded his head and said, "Yes, that's exactly what I want. In fact, it’s what I need."

Kim smiled at Jake and then she was silent. He waited. After a moment she said, "Jake, I am a bit scared."

A bit surprised by her comment, he stared at Kim with a puzzled look on his face.

Recognizing his look, she said, "Jake, the problem isn't you, it's me."

"Honey, I don't understand?"

"Sweetie, I love what you want. Everything is so exciting and erotic, an unbelievable turn on and shamefully exciting and that's what scares me."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid I might like being your dominant wife a little too much." Kim giggled a little.

"Do you love me?"

"You know I do."

"I do know that and because of that, I trust you."

"Jake, I don't think I can do this as just a game. If we do this it's going to be a way of life for us."

"I know and that’s what I want more than anything."

Then there was a pause.

Jake then asked Kim, “How do you feel about me watching you sometimes?”

“Watching me?”

“Yes, like sitting in the corner on a chair, watching you while you fuck other guys? They won’t know I am there if you bring them home. I can set up a hidden area and hide so no one sees me. How do you feel about that?”

“Well, as long as no one knows, I don’t see a problem with it. In fact, I think it will be a big turn on for me.”

Then Jake interjected, “Also… and I hope this doesn’t sound too perverted, but I want to clean you up after you are done.”

“Clean me up?”

“Yes, as in lick your pussy clean of any cum inside you. You can go on the pill and let them cum inside you.”

“Are you sure you want that?”

“More than anything.”

"Okay." Kim smiled. Jake, I don’t want to hide our lifestyle either. I want to advertise that I'm a dominant wife and date other men and that you're my submissive cuckold husband."

"What about our job?"

"I never date men associated with my real estate agency, so that shouldn't be a problem and I'll apply that same rule to your coworkers at your community college."

"Thank you."

"But that will be the full extent of my limits."

“Understood Mistress.”

“Mistress, I like that. But, never call me that in front of the children.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Kim smiled down at Jake, “Power excites me, I like being the dominant partner and you being the submissive husband. You're naturally submissive."

"Yes, and I suspect that's one of the reasons you're attracted to me."

"It's not the only reason."

"I know that and your dominance isn't the only reason I'm attracted to you. You are so beautiful and sexy."

Kim smiled. Then said, “I think I would like you to draw me a hot bath.”

“As you wish my Goddess. Would you like strawberry or jasmine scented bath salts?”

“Jasmine. You know that is my favorite.”

Jake went into the bathroom and started filling the tub with hot water, just as he was instructed to. He went downstairs and got a magazine that Kim had been reading earlier and lit some candles in the bathroom and dimmed the lights.

Kim entered the bathroom, Jake undressed her and she climbed into the bathtub. Jake got on his knees and began washing Kim’s back, front and whole body. Then he began to shampoo her hair and condition it. He pampered her, just the way she loves to be pampered. He was enjoying treating her this way as much as she was enjoying it. Jake smiled to himself.

He broke the silence and asked, “When you are with one of your men, will you make fun of me to them?”

"Jake I would never belittle you with one of the men I was fucking!"

"Once you tell them about how our marriage is, it might be hard to avoid making fun of your wimpy husband. Imagine that you're in bed with a man. You're sucking his cock. You're excited and he asks you if you suck your wimp husband's cock. What are you going to say?"

Kim smiled, "Do you want me to belittle you in front of them? Will that make you happy?"

“Yes, I believe it will.” He answered.

“I like the thought of you telling them that I'm a sissy cuckold wimp. I imagine, you're both in bed, you're both naked and you're sucking his big cock. And you get a little extra thrill out of belittling me with him."

Kim relished at the scene that Jake painted for her. She could feel herself getting excited.

“I’m glad I caught me with Greg. Or else none of this would have happened,” Jake said.

"I am too. Now I can stop lying to you."

"I can stop lying to you too."

"How have you been lying to me?"

"I've been living as your submissive cuckold wimp husband without telling you."

Kim grinned. "It's funny, I love you and you love me, but we were both afraid to tell each other what we wanted out of our marriage.

Jake smiled. "And it's ironic that we both want the same thing."

Looking at Kim, Jake said, "I have a pretty good imagination, don’t I?"

They both laughed.

"Do you think we can really do it? Do you think we can make it work?" Kim asked.

“Yes, I truly believe we can.” Jake replied.

After several seconds Kim whispered, "I love you Jake."

"I love you too Kim."

Kim stood up in the bathtub and Jake dried her off. Put lotion all over body and towel dried her hair. He loved her sexy body and just staring at it. They then held each for a few moments and then Kim stepped back, grabbed Jake’s hands in hers and asked, "So what do you think we should do next?"

Smiling, he said, "I think it's time to go to bed, but I don't think that's what you meant."

"It's not."

"I do have one more suggestion though."

"What is it?"

"Tomorrow morning you should call Greg."

Kim sighed. "I already told him that we can't see each other anymore, but I did promise him that I'd call him in the morning."

"I know, I overheard your conversation while I was getting undressed in the bathroom."

"You did?"

"Yes, that's one of the reasons I still feel like I can trust you."

"Thank you Jake."

"It's all right, but let's get back to Greg."

"Why? You already know that I told him that I'm ending it with him."

“You need to tell him that he doesn't have anything to worry about. I won’t tell his wife."

"You're right, I'm sure he's terrified right now."

"And I think you should set up a date with him for this week. It's perfectly okay with me if you keep meeting with him here. I can watch." Jake smiled.

Staring at Jake in shock, Kim said, "But…"

Jake smiled at her. "I can't be a cuckold husband if you're not out fucking other men other men and Greg does seem to have the big cock that you love."

"Jake, are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

"How will I explain it to Greg?"

"For the time being you can tell him that you've convinced me to try an open marriage."

Kim replied, "Jake, that's brilliant!" She kissed him, and then she said, "It's time to go to bed now."

Grinning at Kim, he said, "Mistress may I please be allowed to join you in your bed this evening?"

Kim stared at Jake. After a moment she said, "Only if you promise to eat his pussy."

"Nothing would satisfy me more." Jake grinned.

"If you do a good job, I'll reward you with a long slow hand job." And then while licking her lips, Kim reached down and began rubbing his stiff cock.

That night Jake ate Kim's pussy for over two hours, making her cum again and again. She must had at least ten orgasms that night. When she was finally exhausted she sat next to Jake on the bed and gave him the sweetest hand job he ever had in his life. After she finished they cuddled up under the covers and fell asleep in each other's arms.

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jim serdut

Hot story! well written :))))

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