MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  So Friday came and I made sure I got off work early, in time to be home and watch her get ready. It's something I've always loved to do, especially when she's getting ready to go out with him. This time was even more exciting to me because for one, it was a real date and two I knew she would be getting fucked by said date (the previous dance class dates that wasn't a known thing). So it was all extremely exciting to me.

  Samantha had planned to get off a little earlier than normal, too, but she’d had a last minute call from a long-time client and she couldn’t say no. So it had her running late. She came home in a rush, hurrying around and acting somewhat frantic. I tried to stay out of her way for the most part but still hung around trying to watch and chit chat when she would allow it. I know she knew what I was doing and she tried to humor me but at the same time she was under the gun somewhat so not as flirty or fun as she would normally be. He came around 7:30 to pick her up and she was still doing her make-up when he arrived. I let him in and we sat in the living room and talked while we waited on her. Once again he was relaxed, calm and cool which was very good. We talked about our weeks and what had happened in our lives recently, just normal stuff. At some point she yelled down stairs that she was almost ready, she'd be down in just a minute. He looked at me and smiled and asked if I was sure I didn't want to go along.

  “We’d have fun,” he said.

  I just laughed it off. “Thanks but no thanks.” I was tired and wasn't up for any loud nightclub action or anything. “She's all yours tonight. You two have fun." He looked a little uneasy when I said it but it seemed to pass almost right away. Maybe I pushed too far jumping in with that comment but it was fun to say and kind of just came out anyway.

  I flipped channels on the TV and we continued with small talk, nothing about Samantha or their date, just normal guy stuff. Around 7:45 Samantha came downstairs looking every inch the little hottie on the prowl, with her makeup and hair done perfectly. She had her eyes done really dark and alluring looking, extremely sexy! She really had the "date night" look going on. The dress was a silvery color and very form fitting. I don't think it was technically a mini but it was close. Just a one piece short short dress with the whole top of her chest exposed, lots of cleavage. And of course the matching strappy heels that made her taller than me. We both stood and I snuck a glance in his direction and saw he was wide eyed and impressed. I assume he toned his response down for my benefit, but he told her she looked very nice and he complimented the dress. She giggled and told him he paid for it so she hoped he liked it. He laughed and said he did, allot. She walked to the kitchen to get something and I noticed he snuck a quick glance at her ass as she walked away. I was smiling inside as I realized he couldn't help himself, even in my presence.

  She came walking back in smiling and said she was ready to go. Damn, she looked so hot. I was excited over the whole thing and wouldn't have changed anything about it. But I did feel a tad jealous knowing it was all for him and he was the one fixing to escort this hot lady out for a night on the town. He would be the one walking her into the club and holding her tight when they danced, maybe stealing a kiss or two during some of the slower numbers. His hands holding her soft sensuous curves and feeling her melt in his embraces. Him smelling her sweet and sexy perfume while she laid her head against his chest and swayed to the music. Very hot and romantic thoughts but, like I said, laced with a tiny bit of envy and jealousy on my part.

  She picked up her purse and walked over and gave me a little kiss (barely touching) on the cheek, so as not to smear her lipstick. Once again I was aware of her tallness and as she walked over towards him it made me feel even smaller seeing that they were the perfect look of a couple. She could wear her high heels and still have to look up at him, while she had to look down at me. It was very humbling but strangely erotic and very exciting. They both said their goodbyes to me and started towards the door. I followed behind telling them to have fun. I watched as they walked out the door and I stood for a few seconds watching them walk down the hall of our condo. They walked side by side and he placed his hand on the small of her back as soon as they entered the hallway. After I closed the door and went back inside I tried looking out the window to see if I could see them in the parking lot but he hadn't parked in my view so no sighting there.

  So that was the beginning to their date. Very exciting stuff to me. Something hard to explain to someone who hasn't been there and done that but I'm sure some of you know the feeling well. I could get very used to that sort of thing though. The slight humiliation of it all, the half hard cock hidden away in my pants, the funny butterfly feeling in my stomach, very weird but very arousing stuff for me.

  While they were out I tried to do the right thing and keep my hands off myself. Not an easy task at all. There were just so many images and emotions running wild. Luckily for me, a couple of buddies stopped by and we drank a few beers and watched the UFC. My mind still kept going back to Samantha on her date but it was a good enough distraction for me I guess. One buddy did ask about Sam and where she was. I just told them she was out with friends. The idea of them knowing is wild and exciting but I'm just not sure how to handle something like that just yet. So they left around midnight. I had a small buzz going on but nothing serious. I was so tempted when they left to jerk off but refrained knowing she shouldn't be too much longer. I ended up going to bed around 1am but not to sleep. I just laid there flipping channels and thinking about the two of them together. Where were they right then? Were they back at his house? Would she get there and realize what a good plan I had had and decide to take me up on it? I hoped that was the case and thought if I did get a message from her I'd probably cum in my pants before getting to the end of it. I am just dying for them to spend a whole night together. It's like the asking her to tell him about me knowing thing though, it's really not my place to make it happen. It's her call about the when and why of it. I know that but it's still hard not to wish for it.

  Despite my extreme level of arousal I ended up dozing off at some point. I actually think I was having a dream about them when she came home and woke me up. I can't remember the dream now but it seems like it was a good one. I woke up with her running her fingers through my hair and whispering

  "Are you asleep?"

  I looked up blurry eyed and saw her standing over me, looking down and smiling sweetly.

  I smiled back and told her "I'm awake now."

  “Awe, I should have just let you sleep, it's so late."

  I asked her what time it was. "Almost 2:30."

  I sort of sat up and checked the clock to see if she was right. She walked away and started getting undressed.

  "Wow,” I said. “You two stayed out pretty late."

  She giggled and said time got away from them but reminded me they didn't even leave till almost 8. I said I wasn't complaining, not at all. I was just surprised it was so late. I told her I had imagined her being home closer to 1:30 instead of 2:30.

  I could tell by watching her undress she was tired. She was talking with me and in a happy mood but not acting very energetic or anything either. It was 2:30 in the morning after all, who wouldn't be tired. I asked her how her night was, did she have fun. She said she did. She said the place they went too was really nice and played some really good music. I asked if she enjoyed dancing and she said she did, said she always does and smiled. We talked some more about things, she told me what she ate and where exactly the place was, and so on. Just small talk really.

  Then when she was completely ready for bed she crawled in next to me and snuggled in close. She looked at me and said she had a little something sexy to tell me. My dick stirred immediately, knowing it wouldn't take much. I excitedly asked her what. She said "Remember that dream you had...the one where he walked me to the door and we kissed?" I smiled and said "Yes." I remembered it well and think about it allot even after everything has turned real now. She said "Well it happened tonight, happened for real." then giggled. I said "Really? Tell me about
it!" She said "I knew you would like that." She then told me after they got here it was obviously very late and he insisted he walk her to the door. She joked with him about him being such a gentleman but actually found it very sweet. She said they got to the door and stood there talking very quietly, hoping not to wake anyone up or anything. They were standing very close, almost whispering and she reached out and was sort of playing with a button on his shirt. She said he sort of gave our front door a little look , maybe wondering if I was on the other side , listening through it or something, maybe looking through the peephole. He sort of pulled her over to the side of the door (away from the peephole) and gave her a little kiss on the lips. She said she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, telling him "You can do better than that!" They then shared a long passionate goodnight kiss right at our door.

  I was shocked and very aroused by that! Part of me very excited to know that and also a little scared someone we know could have seen it or something. I clearly was excited and she knew it.

  “Are you sure no one saw you?"

  She giggled again. “Why, would that excite you?"

  As she said it she reached down to find my cock, which was more than hard at this point. She gave it a little tug and laughed. "I think I have my answer!" I nervously laughed myself knowing she was right. Which would I really prefer – for nobody to know or for someone to somehow find out? I think we all already know the answer to that.

  She told me not to worry, though. She said she seriously doubts anyone was looking out their windows or anything since it was so late. She said she thought they were mostly out of sight anyway where they were standing. It still excited me tremendously knowing she took a chance like that. Now I have to wonder if anyone else saw my wife kissing my boss (or to their eye's another man in general) right outside my own home. Scary HOT!

  I was already excited and turned on all night but now even more so. She had touched me and shown a little interest in teasing me so. I started kissing on her neck and getting myself worked up more. I whispered in her ear if she had fucked her boyfriend tonight, to please tell me about it. She giggled and teased me more saying I was so helpless, such a horny little boy. I reminded her I'm her horny little boy and right now I'm dying to know everything she did with her boyfriend. Just like she started first, I've now come to think of him as more her boyfriend rather than my boss. Not sure if it was by design, or maybe she is more comfortable thinking of him in those terms, but I'm getting into it myself now. Boyfriend or lover seems more sexy than boss to me.

  There was no date this weekend because Boss was out of town. He got home late last night, though, and I sort of hinted around to Sam that she should drop in on him today. "Pay your boyfriend a little visit, if you want to."

  Well, she thought it was a good idea as well, probably needing a little dose of his special kind of treatment I would suspect. Anyway she called him a couple of hours ago and asked what he was going to be up to today and he said he was planning to go check out a lake house that was for sale. She told him I was going to be busy all day and asked if he'd like a little company. He told her he'd love some company but said the house was a couple hours away and wanted to make sure she was cool with such a long drive. Long story short she said no problem with her and she got ready and headed over to his house. Being it's so far away she probably won't be home till pretty late. Gives them plenty of time together, me plenty of cucky excitement time, and a little time to try and write as well. Good for everybody involved!

  She wore a sexy little pair of cutoffs (daisy dukes) and a tight little tank top (it's about 100 degrees today). She was looking good! I'm sure her "boyfriend" will appreciate!

  I was kissing all over her neck and upper chest. Giving little licks and kisses here and there. She moaned into my forehead and reached up and placed a hand on each side of my head. She asked "You want to know if my boyfriend fucked me tonight?" I moaned through kisses "Yes...please!" She started gently pushing down on my head, sending the subtle but effective message of what she wanted. Or maybe she was just helping me to get what I wanted. Either way I knew what to do.

  I started kissing my way down her belly. When I reached her belly button I stopped and kissed all around it and dipped my tongue inside briefly. She always likes that. Once I licked it a couple times I resumed my journey downwards.

  I looked up. "Did you fuck him tonight?"

  She giggled. “Why don't you find out for yourself?"

  I groaned into her lower belly, loving her sexy boldness. I got to her panties and immediately started slipping them off. Once free of cover I took a good look at it. It was puffy, swollen – definitely freshly fucked. I leaned in and kissed it, softly but deeply. Letting the folds mush into my lips. It was delicious and warm.

  I glanced up to see her staring down at me smiling. "Well, did I?"

  “Mmmm, I'd say you did!" as I kissed deeper into her mound.

  She giggled again and started caressing my head. "Eat me pussy licker!" I love my new nickname and I showed her with my enthusiastic effort. I dug right in and started licking and sucking like a man possessed (which I do think I am now). Between sucks I muffled a request for details. She said "Mmmm what does pussy licker want to know?" followed by another giggle.

  I asked her to tell me about their evening, where did he fuck her, when, anything , everything!

  She continued caressing my head while she spoke. She said it started getting kind of late and they had sort of lost track of the time. They were having a slow dance when he mentioned it was getting late. She said she looked up at him and told him in her most seductive little sexy voice that he better take her home then, because she needed some of his big cock tonight. She said he laughed and asked if she was sure they had time for that. She leaned up and whispered in his ear that she always has time for that. Her story was driving me wild picturing that scene unfold. I was really loving on her pussy and moaning into it with every delicious little detail. He kissed her briefly on the lips and then told her they better get going then. In the car she scooted all the way over and kissed and played with him. She never took it out in the car but says it did enter her mind. She said she considered giving him a blowjob but wanted to make sure he was plenty horny for when they got home. She said it was almost 1 am by the time they got there so things felt a little rushed. Regardless they went in and got right to business. He threw her down on the bed again and went right to town. She said she was already soaking wet and didn't need any foreplay. They fucked missionary again (apparently his favorite position) and he continued his hard fucking ways from the last time. She says she really got wild on his cock this time, thrashing around and moaning wildly.

  “Did you wake up the neighbors?” I asked.

  “I don’t know, maybe,” she said, giggling.

  She said he fucked her so good tonight, then added he always fucks her so good. I looked up and asked if he's the best she's ever had. She gave me that wicked little grin. "Oh yeah, easily the best." I continued licking and sucking their combined juices out of her. It's such a delicious little cocktail for me, I think I'm becoming somewhat addicted to it. She pulled my face into her harder and told me to keep licking. Then she said something that really turned me on.

  "Wanna know something else?” she asked. “I told him that, too!"

  I moaned loudly into her then pulled away. "You told him he's the best?"

  "Mmmm Hmmm,” she said. “I looked him right in the eyes while he was pounding away and told him."

  “Oh my God, baby, that's so hot."

  She laughed. "I think he liked it, too."

  “I’ll bet he did.” I really went to town eating her out again. She said he picked up the pace even more when she told him that and she basically just held on for the ride then. She said when he came tonight it felt like a fire hose shooting off in her. She said it felt like he really flooded her and asked me if she felt any different. I just moaned that I love her pussy and the way she taste. She lovingl
y patted me on the head and said "Mmmm good boy" and giggled again. She said he collapsed on top of her and just laid there when he was done. She softly scratched over his back with her long nails and whispered into his ear that he fucked her so very good. Then she said she added "I love your cock so much." and started kissing his ear. He seemed to love hearing it she said and he started kissing her again. They laid there kissing and caressing each other for a while. Just basking in the afterglow of another wonderful fuck. I looked up at her and asked "You really do love his cock don't you? It really sends you places doesn't it?" She giggled and said she doesn't know where it sends her, but it sure pleases the hell out of her. I laughed realizing I must have sounded silly with that question (it seemed right in the moment). I asked again "But you do love his cock don't you?" She pulled me up to her from between her legs (once again all came out by then I suspect) and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. When she pulled away she said "I love you baby, I love you so much." I told her I loved her too. Then she said "I do love fucking him, it's very satisfying and also pretty darn fun." then smiled. I told her I'm happy she's getting so much happiness and pleasure out of this. She looked sort of serious for a moment and asked "Aren't you?" I laughed a little and said "What do you think?" She smiled again and said "Just checking."