A Christmas Story of the Natural Order

 It was a Christmas party that my Wife, Anna, was invited to that was the initiator of the year that I have just experienced. I had to work that evening, as did all my friends, so their Wives went too. I was on a tea-break when I received the first text message from Geraldine, my friend Robin's Wife.

'Hi Jerry,' it read, 'Anna is having a really nice time with Samuel. He's your Boss, isn't he?'

'Anna is having a really nice time with Samuel.'

Well, as it was such a good time she had enjoyed that night, after Christmas Anna told me that my Boss wanted to see her again. He wanted to date her; I am not a fool because I knew exactly what that meant. Nevertheless I agreed to a 'clear the air' meeting at a local exclusive bar.

He wanted to date her;

The 'so called' meeting was little more than a declaration of their love and passion for each other, with my acceptance being little more than expected. There was no discussion, or for that matter, any argument from me against my Wife and Samuel bonding in the most fundamental way.

I was a beaten man. From that night on, my life centred around my Boss bedding Anna on a regular basis. Night after night I was obliged to listen to her begging him to plant his dark seed into her young body. 

"Fill me! Please! Please!" she begged. And he was more than happy to give her everything she wanted.

"Fill me! Please! Please!

The first time I realised that their bonding had produced a happy result was in late Spring of this year. As Anna's waistline grew, it became obvious to all that my cuckolding was nearly complete. So now, at the end of the year, in just a few days, or a week, my total humiliation will present itself to the world. So until then, from Anna, Samuel, and I, ..

.. have a happy cuckold Christmas!