after a fashion

 

"Hey Sweetie. Good morning. Would you like some coffee?"

"Yes please Dear. If I may say so, you're looking pretty pleased with yourself. Are my suspicions correct?"

"And what do you suspect me of Timmy?"

"I have seen that happy smug look on your pretty face before Janine, so my guess is that Jerome was here last night while I was on shift."

"Well he did pop in to say hello."

"So you're telling me my Boss, a consummate seducer of other men's Wives - a handsome, heavily hung stud, just came here to say hello."

"That's right. He just popped in -

- after a fashion.

Hands On

 

One of the things a hubby knows about being a cuckold is that another man is going to be putting his hands on his Wife's body. And when he does, he will enjoy the soft warmth of her flesh, and delight in the promise of pleasures to come.

My own Wife Jacqueline understands this perfectly and has her own method of making certain that her Master, Deven, enjoys her own soft warmth in a very 'hands on' way herself.

It’s for your own good

 

“How do you know? Maybe i don’t want my penis locked away just to please my unfaithful Wife and her Lover.”

“It’s for your own good. I have seen how you get so aroused when Kemal and me go upstairs for the night.”

“i didn’t think you had noticed. i just can’t help it when i know my Wife is in bed with her Black Lover.”

“Didn’t think I had noticed? It’s very off putting to listen to you playing with yourself in the next bedroom while Kemal and me are making a baby. It lowers the tone of the whole beautiful thing.”

“You’re making a baby? I think i need that little cage after all.”

In a cuckold's mind's eye

 

Chastity comes naturally to the cuckold, especially when he knows that he could never give his Wife what her Master gives her - so very, very often.

Cuckold Reflections

 Cuckold Xavier says:

For ten years, mý Wife Julia and I enjoyed a good sexual relationship in our marriage (I thought), until one night she told me that her previous Boyfriends used to make her uncontrollably shake in continuous orgasm. "But you never have Dear," she said.

l had been waiting for the day she would say this to me because, let's face it, all of us inadequate husbands know that one day she will say those common phrases that signal the dawn of one's cuckolding. "I'm sorry Dear, I have met someone."

That 'someone' turned out to be Tremain - a close friend and colleague of her Boss, who was also my own brother's Wife's Master. Cuckolding was already in the family - you see! So there was no possibility of me misunderstanding of what is required of the humiliated hubby.

Tremain proved to be a good Master for Julia and was very relaxed about me attending their loving on our bed in our house. Subsequently on the first night of their new relationship I could see that, any doubts about her new Master being capable of making Julia shake uncontrollably, were dispelled very quickly, which pleased us both very much.

Cuckold Counsellor - Ch. 2

 The Letter

 

 Melanie never let on if she knew that Jen and Nat were 'banging the headboard' while she slept, but I could not believe that she didn't suspect; maybe she didn't care. But that beautiful young Wife had a problem that she wished to share.

Banging the headboard

Jen and I had forgotten all about it (it was a pleasant memory anyway) until we had a letter from Melanie. I replicate it below:

Dear Jen and Derek,

How are you both. I hope you are well.

I am so sorry that I haven't told you how my pregnancy went, particularly as you asked me to let you know. I had a beautiful little girl who we have named Julie after my Mum on the 15th October. Her natural father is Nathaniel so as you might imagine she is a lovely coffee coloured baby of whom I am so proud and, I must admit, deeply in love with. She is the light in my eyes.

(NB. Jen's eyes started to water as she read this part of the letter)

Nat and me are still lovers and my husband Jonathan, who you did not meet as he stayed at home, still accepts my relationship with Nat. So in all respects my life should be full, but it is not. I had hoped that Jonathan would accept Julie as his own but, although he is good around her and goes through the motions of being her father, I can tell that his heart is not in it. For example he will play with our daughter but only on my prompting him to do so. He is not a lazy man but he seems to want not to share in the domestic side of bringing her up.

I have put this reluctance down to him not fully accepting that Nat is the real father and that he is ashamed of his cuckoldry. It's as if there an emotion deep inside him that cannot get out, which is strange because he is such a 'little man down there' (sorry for bringing such a tasteless fact into this letter but it could be relevant) and I had thought he had accepted his status in our marriage.

Nat tells me that you both have been (or still are) a couple who are experienced in this way of life and have advised similar couples in the past. Would it be possible for yourselves to come and visit me at our house down in Sevenoaks. It would be just me for the moment because I did not want the distraction of Nat or Jonathan when we talk. I can also promise you a nice lunch if you do come.

Desperately seeking advice.

Best wishes.

Melanie

P.S. Please phone me at the number at the top of the letter.


"What do you think Derek?" Asked Jen. "Do you want to help them? Its not as if we know her that well. We know Nat, and Melanie was quite sweet when she was able to leave their cabin on holiday. And she is so young. I think you should go alone. I would hate for them to have problems, particularly now they have Julie to look after."

I smiled as I responded to my lovely unfaithful Wife. "Well thank you Dear. You asked me a question and then answered it for me. I guess that's one of the thousand reasons why I love you. Will you be coming by the way?"

"I think not. It might not be sensible if Nat turns up. Given our history."

Yes," I replied, "I suppose it might be tricky offering counselling to someone whose naked body you have licked from head to toe. And whose cock has been inside your vagina hundreds of times."

From head to toe -but mostly here.

Jen's face burst into a bright red as she remembered how it had been between them years ago when Nat had been a vigorous young stud and she had been the 'older woman' who had taught him how to please a lady. Under her tutelage she had converted a brash young man into a wonderful and sensitive Lover. A Lover that pretty Melanie was now enjoying in her bed.

"You didn't mind at the time feller! And you've done a bit of cock licking yourself in your time," was Jen's light hearted response.

"Thanks for reminding me," I said sarcastically, "it's good to know that nothing has been forgotten in our old age."

"You're welcome cuckold! But you are going aren't you?"

I nodded and made note of the number.

"I shall ring tomorrow morning when her husband is at work and presumably Nat is too." And that was that until the next morning.

Melanie didn't answer the first ring but did the second in the afternoon. I had forgotten just how young she was and was instantly struck by the timbre of her voice as we conversed. 'This pretty young thing sounds worried', I thought, 'I don't have any choice. She and her hubby need my help. Maybe Nat too?' On the back of that call and from the tone of her letter I knew that I had to first assess the dynamics of their relationship because, knowing as I do, not every cuckold marriage is the same as another

"I think that I would like to initially talk to you alone please Melanie, without Jonathan or Nathaniel present. Is that doable?" I asked. She concurred.

I arranged to go the following morning after her giving me their address, but I was left with a feeling that my counselling may not be easy and that I would be journeying to Sevenoaks more than once over the next few weeks.

 

In the fullness of time

 

"Oh there you are. Master just left."

"I know Dear. I met him on the door step."

"What did he say?"

"He thanked me for staying away while he spent the afternoon with you."

"That sounds very polite. What did he really say?"

"He said that he appreciated me f*cking off while he claims his right as your Black Master."

"Wow! What do you think he meant by that?"

"He wasn't specific ...

... but I suspect we shall find
out in the fullness of time."

a nice touch

 

"Are they the same stockings that you wore to our wedding Dear."

"No silly! I wore them out, and all the other bridal lingerie over the last four years - but the wedding headpiece and veil is the same. I just thought it would be a nice touch; don't you?"

"A nice touch for who my love?"

"Well I think a hubby who is giving his Wife away to a superior Black Master at a cuckold wedding should be reminded of what he is losing."

"And do you think Daniel will appreciate your 'nice touch'?"

"It was his suggestion, so I guess he will. And I suspect that he will see that stripping me naked and claiming me as his own Breeding Mistress ...

... will be a 'nice touch' too."

In a cuckold's mind's eye

 

A good cuckold will always stand aside when his Wife takes her Master upstairs for the night - like most nights.

It Would Be An Honour To Be Cuckolded By Beauties Such As These.

 

Sweet Jennifer, you could cuckold me with any man you want. I would be so proud!

.........

Demi, you were born to be another man's Mistress. It would have been wonderful to have prepared you for dates with a better man than i.

........

Alexandra, your beauty and lovely young body were made for the Natural Order. And it would be my privilege to be your cuckold and encourage you to mate with Black Masters.

..........

Pretty Meg, this is exactly how i would have prepared you for your first date. i would have been so happy to have been cuckolded by you.

My Boss wasn’t around.

 

My boss wasn’t around so i left work early that afternoon for, in my view, a very good reason. All the clues had been there - the phone calls in private, she was shaving her legs more often, she had suddenly discovered going out with the girls three nights a week and above all, one night she called me by a different name as we made love. i was certain that my Wife was seeing another man, and that she was in an ‘intimate’ relationship. In other words - another man was f*cking her. When i arrived home i could see that her car was in the drive so i knew she was home. Quietly i let myself into the house and stood carefully listening; it wasn’t long before my fears were confirmed. A long drawn out moan could be heard coming from upstairs and i immediately knew that she was on our bed with another man.

Stealthily i climbed the stairs and upon reaching our bedroom door, i peaked inside. What i saw affirmed by suspicion but suddenly my courage failed me as i listened to the man building to his orgasm. i sat on the floor with my back against the wall and trembled with emotion as i heard the manly roar of her Lover as his seed erupted inside my Wife.

Long minutes passed until i heard the man pull out of her and get off the bed. I trembled even more as his footsteps grew louder as he crossed the bedroom door. Looking up at the door i saw him.

“Hello Boss,” i said, “did you enjoy my Wife in my bed.”

“Hey Derek,” he replied, “she’s a sweet little lady is your Jen. Very passionate! Very needy! And very, very dirty.”

“i’m very glad to hear it Boss,” i replied, “does this mean my job has changed? Especially now that my Wife is your Mistress?”

“Your job? Hell no! But I might need you to check out our office in Mexico. It might take a month or two.”

What’s happening in here?

 

“Hey baby! What’s happening in here? And what’s our cuckold doing there on the floor?“

“Sorry Master. You had dropped off to sleep so I thought I would let cucky have some of your lovely, salty cream.”

“No problem Darlin! He likes the taste of Black Man’s seed does he?”

“Likes it? He loves it. And he likes to show his total submission to me and you in the most demeaning way possible. It’s his way of coping with his cuckoldry.”

“Well in that case, let us go and make some more. I would hate for your hubby to go hungry.”

Thanks for the photo

 

Txt: Thanks for the photo Dear. I thought this was a company meeting you were attending.

Txt: It is.

Txt: Then why the cleavage and see-through skirt? He’s with you again isn’t he. You promised me that you would stop seeing your Boss.

Txt: Well I have sort of stopped seeing him. I just close my eyes when he’s f*cking me.

Txt: Ha bloody ha!

Txt: I’m so glad that you can see the joke My Sweet, especially now that he has made me his permanent Personal Assistant.

Txt: Don’t you mean his Personal Whore?

Txt: That too Cuckold!