Not My Husband: Cuckold Husband Cheat Fantasy

by Sarah Westerly

  "Shall we go?" Lucius asked and started driving in the right direction, before Rebecca had even said where she lived. As he drove, Lucius had an amazing ability to maintain a high level of eye contact with Rebecca while occasionally glancing at the road. Even so, for some reason, she still felt comfortable and at ease. Probably had something to do with the liquor. Between sentences, Rebecca definitely felt drunk. Not sick drunk, just over talkative and emotional drunk.

  "Bet you wouldn't guess that I'm a virgin." The words left Rebecca's mouth before her brain even had a chance to go over them first.

  "No, no I wouldn't have. Are you waiting for a reason?"

  Rebecca knew she couldn't take back her words and struggled for a way as to not make her seem prudish.

  "I just want it to be magical and special when it does happen." And that probably wasn't going to help her case to not appear prudish.

  "I understand," Lucius looked deep through her eyes and into her soul when he spoke.

  "Here, turn here." Rebecca had thrown caution to the wind and would let Lucius drop her off directly at her door. "It's the white one on the right."

  Lucius parked the car and left it running outside of Rebecca's house. She unbuckled her seat belt and turned to him, unsure of how to end their evening.

  "I am very glad I got the chance to meet you Rebecca," Lucius was staring so intently at Rebecca, she could no longer resist him. Rebecca lunged across her seat, eager to press her lips against his and feel sparks. Lucius welcomed her kiss and reached around her back, his strong hands holding her whole body and pressing it against his. Lucius' hands soon found their way through her hair as he kissed and nibbled on her ears and neck. This was the most passionate Rebecca had been in ages and she wasn't sure she could control herself. Lucius' hands delicately brushed over her breasts and she grinded her pelvis against his leg. When she had briefly opened her eyes, she noticed the windows had steamed up and that seemed about right. She continued to drive her mound into his leg, riding him as they passionately kissed. Dormant parts of her body were now waking and coming alive.

  To her complete surprise, Rebecca felt a wave of pleasure coming. Ordinarily, she had only been able to do this when she was on her own but here it was. It started at her toes, at the tips of her fingers, in the back of her head. Rebecca soon felt it growing, giving her goosebumps, making her nipples hard and her hair stand on end. It culminated in a body wide shiver, causing every single inch of her body to feel perfect, like stretching muscles in the morning times 1000. As the wave started to wane, Rebecca's desire for more grew stronger but she knew she had to not let herself get out of control. She took a minute to compose herself and take the last opportunity her body may allow her to walk away.

  "Listen, I need to get into my house now before this goes any further."

  "I can help you inside, just to make sure you get in safely," Lucius said coyly.

  "I'm sorry, I can't invite you in. Not yet."

  Lucius didn't look defeated but seemed as confident as he had been all night. He grinned at her as she closed the door and then he drove off into the darkness.

  CHAPTER IV

  Over the next couple of days, Rebecca was completely unable to get Lucius out of her head. She thought about him constantly and was frustrated by the fact that she knew so little about him, or how to get in contact with him. Their makeout session had kicked her libido into overdrive but she found relieving the tension was impossible.

  Normally when she found herself sexually frustrated, Rebecca was able to give herself a little attention..."down there", just to clear her head. There were levels for the height of her frustration; if it was a light feeling of horniness, Rebecca could use her finger to quickly rub herself better. If the situation required a little more hardware, she had a pocket vibrator stashed in her bedside table. And if it was a "oh my god, I'm staying in bed all day and ruining the sheets" kind of feeling, Rebecca had a large dildo (the box it came in called it "Big Mike") that she would penetrate her virginal pussy with while using the vibrator on her clit. Those orgasms were typically mind blowing (similar to what she felt in the car with Lucius) and were the occasional treat she allowed herself.

  ***

  In the days after meeting Lucius, Rebecca had some steam to blow off. She gradually went through all of her methods but couldn't climax. Since meeting Lucius, Rebecca couldn't focus at all at work, anxious to get home and make herself feel great. Finally getting home, she burst through her doors, throwing her purse on the kitchen table and making a beeline for her bedroom.

  Normally when she felt this way, she would set the mood with soft lighting and maybe some music, but there was no time. Rebecca shed her skirt and blouse in one motion before throwing herself onto the bed. She sat up in the bed, unhooked her bra and let it slide down her arms before she discarded it on the floor. She lay slightly propped by her pillows and gently ran her hands along her thighs before teasing herself over her white satin panties. She did this a few times, adding a little more pressure each time until she was full on rubbing her aching mound. Rebecca put both thumbs underneath her panties, arched her hips to the ceiling and pulled her panties down past her ankles. She spread her legs wide and not wasting anytime, slowly inserted two of fingers inside. Surprised by the apparent lack of moisture she used her free hand to reach over to the nightstand and pull out the pink pocket vibrator. In a pro-move, she was able to turn the base clockwise with one hand and started it buzzing. The vibrator went straight towards her clit, he pelvis thrusting at the same time as if she was getting plowed. Trying to fool herself into believing this was as enjoyable as she wanted, Rebecca realized she was basically faking an orgasm...for herself.

  Time to bring out the big guns. Reaching under the bed, Rebecca removed a shoe box and the largest dildo she had ever come across (wink), Mr. Big Mike. She teased herself by rubbing the head around the opening of her folds. Very slowly, she let the dildo enter her until its base was touching her pussy. She felt herself being stretched (which often times was enough) and clenched her whole body around the rubber rod. She simultaneously ran a constant circle around her throbbing clit, typically her finishing move. No difference, she wasn't getting the climax she needed. If Big Mike couldn't help there was a problem. She finally gave up.

  It didn't make sense, this had never happened before and the feeling was torture. Rebecca walked around like an alley cat, smelling of musk and with a swagger that suggested she needed a fuck. And she did. Badly.

  ***

  Rebecca's mind couldn't sharpen focus on anything except Lucius. She was sleepwalking through work (though that wasn't much of a change) and instead of searching the internet for more things she couldn't afford, she tried to find anything, anything at all, on the man she only knew as "Lucius".

  Her mind was so focused on him, she let a few out-of-the-ordinary things happen without even questioning them. First was a neighborhood cat who she would stop and pet when she saw her. Now when she saw this tabby cat, it would arch its back and hiss loudly when Rebecca tried to approach. Ok, weird. Rebecca also had felt warm, almost hot, most days. She chalked it up to possibly coming down with something but sticking your head in the freezer in October wasn't normal. Deciding to tempt her luck, Rebecca had entertained the thought of trying to start her car, hoping that it was over whatever ailed it. Wouldn't you know it, the car started right away. It provided Rebecca with transportation to work the rest of the week and she wasn't about to look that gift horse between the teeth.

  The most peculiar thing that should've grabbed Rebecca's attention? The collection calls stopped coming. All of them. Her phone usually rang a number of times a day from somebody looking for money but the past week, nothing. Not even one. Rebecca had grown so used to either placating the caller or ignoring it all together that she had barely noticed. The mail that usually filled her mailbox and email inbox? Nowhere to be found. Rebecca had excused this as some sort of reprieve as her financial situation had only been this bad fo
r a few months and maybe they were backing off, giving her a chance to bounce back.

  Getting the mail now was a delight and after returning from work, Rebecca gleefully opened her mailbox and retrieved the catalogs and magazines she was happy to receive. Sitting in her kitchen, she poured over a gossip magazine while letting a pot boil water for dinner. The water boiled quicker than expected and as she put pasta in the pot, she used her free hand to grab a catalog that she hadn't seen before. That is when she saw it. A heavy black envelope fell from the catalog and landed with a thud on her floor. Figuring it was a promotional offer of some sort, Rebecca hadn't retrieved it with any urgency, not until she saw her name written on the front in blood red lettering. No return address and it was sealed with a red foil sticker. Intensely curious,

  Rebecca opened the envelope, eager to see what was inside. She turned off the boiling water and grabbed an apple instead.

  On black, heavy card stock with red lettering she read:

  "Your presence is requested, Saturday, October 30th, 9 o'clock pm. 1577 Mount Malum Rd. Bring only yourself. Tell nobody".

  Rebecca flipped the card over searching for clues. She checked every inch of the envelope and couldn't tell who had sent it. There wasn't even postage on it. She was intrigued but unsure of if she should go. The warning to "tell nobody" scared her enough to not even consider asking somebody else what they thought. She had just over 24 hours to decide what to do.

  CHAPTER V

  Rebecca drove her now fully functioning car up winding roads, to a secluded part of town she had never been before. She had decided to act upon her invitation, what did she have to lose? She had bought a bottle of wine as a gift, even though she didn't know if she had been invited to a party or her own murder. As the car reached the top of what felt like Mt. Everest, Rebecca saw the most beautiful mansion she had ever seen. It sprawled across the mountain top and was breathtaking. She parked her car and got out, incredibly curious to find out who lived here.

  Rebecca approached the large front door, unsure if she should use the gargoyle knocker or find a doorbell. Before she had a chance to make up her mind, the door swung open revealing a parlor full of the most beautiful people Rebecca had ever seen. There were gorgeous men and women throughout the whole room, all wearing very little. Rebecca felt a little frumpy in her tired "going out" outfit and this feeling wasn't alleviated by the fact that every single pair of eyes was turned and focused on her. The woman who had opened the door stood in red satin bra and panties and gestured for Rebecca to enter.

  "We're glad you came."

  Rebecca entered, feeling unsettled that everyone was fully concentrated on her. She awkwardly tried to give the bottle of wine to the woman but eventually gave up and put it on a shelf. The woman gestured to an empty couch and as soon as Rebecca sat down, everybody in the room returned to their previous activities.

  "Feel free to get more comfortable, maybe lose some of those clothes," the woman said while running her hand down the length of Rebecca's durable brown jacket. With a smirk, the woman turned and walked away in a confident strut. Rebecca was now alone on the couch, unsure of what she was doing there. As soon as she had made up her mind to escape, she saw him. From across the room, she saw the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on. It was Lucius and he looked stunning. Dressed in a black from head to toe, Lucius made eye contact with Rebecca and smiled. Even though everyone in the room was vying for his attention, Lucius made his way slowly towards Rebecca, ignoring everybody else. The moment was so intense, Rebecca felt the moistness that she had waited all week for.

  "I'm really glad you came," Lucius said as he kissed the back of her hand.

  "I didn't know this was your house. I mean, you live here right?"

  Lucius laughed and smiled at Rebecca, maintaining an eye contact as direct as the night before.

  "Please, get comfortable and enjoy yourself. I need to speak with a few people but Evangeline here will show you around."

  As he finished his sentence a beautiful topless woman appeared at his side, smiling at Rebecca. Evangeline was a knockout, beautiful brown curly hair playfully bounced of her round, full, perfect tits. She only had on a pair of red, lacy panties that hugged her curves with care, emphasizing her assets.

  "C'mon, I'll show you around." Evangeline took Rebecca's hand and led her to the stairs in the back corner of the room. The walked up to the second floor of the sprawling mansion and Evangeline opened the first door they came across, revealing a library.

  "This is Lucius' study." Evangeline told her as Rebecca peeked her head in, impressed at the volume of books Lucius had adorning the walls. The two continued down the hall with Evangeline revealing a number of gorgeous rooms, more than any one person could possibly need for just themselves.

  "So how many people live here? " Rebecca asked Evangeline as they continued down the hall.

  "Just Lucius. He's kind enough to open his house to parties every so often."

  "Does he have a wife? A girlfriend?"

  Evangeline laughed at the question and turned to face Rebecca. "No, but I can tell you I believe he is quite smitten with you."

  Rebecca knew she was blushing and tried to compose herself. As they continued on, they reached the end of the hallway which had a staircase leaning to another set of stairs.

  "And this leads to Lucius' private quarters," Evangeline said while pointing to Rebecca. "A big reason I am asked to give tours is to specifically point out that this area is completely off limits. Nobody except Lucius is allowed up there."

  Rebecca nodded though her intrigue was building. The two returned downstairs to the party where Rebecca resumed her station at the couch she had been on before. Various people from the party came over to introduce themselves and all were extremely good looking and all were in some state of undress. Instead of feeling awkward, their confidence made Rebecca comfortable and she began shedding layers until she only had on her skirt and a white cami top. She laughed and joked with the very friendly guests but at one point began to wonder why she had not seen Lucius.

  ***

  Rebecca excused herself to go to the restroom and when she thought nobody was looking, traveled up the staircase to the second floor. She allowed herself to linger down the hall, slowly working her way to the staircase that led to the private quarters. She was really curious as to what was up there and also was hoping she could find Lucius. Rebecca looked around to make sure she was alone and ascended the staircase.

  Rebecca slowly entered the first room she found. It was a large room with gorgeous hardwood floors and a large bed next to a roaring fire. Rebecca partially considered taking a nap. She slowly wandered about the room, settling on a chest of drawers isolated off to the side. She looked around quickly to make sure she wasn't alone and slowly opened the top drawer. Inside she found a wide assortment of what some might call "toys". She pulled out a strand of beads, the beads were connected to each other and the strand increased in size from one end to the other. She held it up and tried to figure out what it would be used for. Putting them back, she sorted through whips, chains, studs and a rubber phallus that didn't compare to Big Mike. The thought made Rebecca chuckle out loud. Her eye caught a glimpse of a restraint hanging from the wall away from the chest. She turned away from the wall, intending to leave as this was a little too much for her. As she turned, she felt something on her wrist.

  "They go on like this."

  It was Lucius and he was securing her wrist in one of the restraints she had seen hanging.

  "The idea is to have one on each arm." Lucius secured her other wrist and then pulled the slack quickly causing Rebecca to be flattened against the wall.

  Rebecca tried to hide her nervousness but was only able to stammer out the words "This is a very interesting setup you have..." before Lucius interrupted her.

  "Weren't you told that you were not allowed to come up here?" Lucius pulled sharply on the pulleys attached to the restraints on Rebecca's wrists, causing her to n
ow feel pain.

  "I just..."

  Lucius stopped her again. "I am not interested in what you have to stay. I can see now that you're a little sneaky whore who can't be trusted. You will be punished until you learn to listen to directions."

  Lucius began removing his belt and Rebecca was surprised at how turned on she was. Lucius was able to maneuver her around and he slowly lifted her skirt.

  "Dirty whores get the belt. Do you understand me?"

  "Yes sir."

  "It's time for you to stop talking." And as those words were out of Lucius' mouth, he struck her ass with a slap from the belt. While she felt pain for a few seconds, the feeling was replaced by a wave of pleasure she never knew. Rebecca arched her ass towards Lucius' striking hand. Lucius struck her again and the feeling of the fresh sting on her curvaceous ass made Rebecca inadvertently moan.

  "You are not to enjoy this, this is your punishment." Lucius was maneuvering the pulleys again, giving each more slack so that Rebecca was free from the wall. She was still restrained but could move freely. Lucius dragged a finger down the center of her shirt, causing the cami to be dragged down and the straps to fall off of her shoulders. Her shirt was now wide open, leaving her white bra covered tits exposed.

  "Get on your knees."

  Rebecca hesitated, not sure of where he wanted her to kneel.

  "On. Your. Knees. Bitch" Lucius pointed to the ground.

  Rebecca knelt down in front of Lucius as he undid his zipper and removed his large, uncircumcised cock. Lucius then attached the pulleys to holders nearby, leaving Rebecca's arms restrained behind her but leaving her the ability to lean forward. The roaring fire, the assertive man, all of this made Rebecca very wet.

  "You're going to suck my cock until I tell you it is ok to stop." Lucius continued. "And that door," Lucius pointed to the room of the door as it swayed open, "that door stays open, meaning anybody could walk by and see what a filthy slut you are."