VVPAPA

“Oh i see! It’s like that is it? Your Boss, who just happens to be a big, well-hung rich Black Man, has asked you to go with him to a three day sales conference. Am i correct in my assumption that he’s going to have you there as his personal Whore?” 

“Heavens no Dear. I’m only going as his assistant. Why would you think that of me? 

"Just a hunch Sweetheart. Maybe it’s because your arse is just barely contained in that dress, and the fact that you work in the canteen.” 

“Oh Didn’t I tell you? I have been promoted to his VVPAPA.” 

“What the hell is a VVPAPA?” 

“Very, Very Personal And Private Assistant - cucky boy!”  

"Thought so!"

 Fact finding mission

My Wife Mellisa is in Greece at the moment, on a fact finding mission with my Boss - Benjamin. She said that it would be just a couple of weeks and that they would be based at a discrete little rustic hotel near Thessaloniki, what she didn’t tell me was that the hotel is situated miles from anywhere on a nudist beach.

Quite what facts they are finding out together in a location like that beats me but this sweet little photgraph of Mel was taken by Ben just a few hours ago and sent to me on my phone; and there isn’t a clip-board in sight. Is she trying to tell me something?

Is he trying to tell me something or is he taunting me?

I know there is nothing that I can do about it now as she seems to have acquired a beautiful tan and has a contented look on her face. And I guess that I shall have to put up with all the ‘Cuckoo’ noises behind my back when I walk through the office for the forseeable future.

 Don't worry about your fantasy

"Do what Dear?"

"Don't play coy with me Colin. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You were dreaming about it just the other night."

"Oh! How did you know?"

"Your tiny tent as you lay in bed. And some of the things you were saying In your sleep."

"Like what?"

"Are you sure you want to hear?"

"Yes! I need to know."

"You said things like, 'Take my Wife Master', 'Let me undress her for you Master', 'I shall cage my little Willy for you My Love', 'Please cum in her Master,' 'I want you to sit on my face,' ...... Should I go on?"

"No Dear. Did I mention any names?"

"Only one."

"Who? Anyone we know?"

"Errol!"

"My Boss?"

"None other!"

"Do you fancy him? Or more to the point, does he fancy you?"

"Well from the dance we had at the last company party I would say he does. A girl knows just what the hard lump in her partner's trousers means. And by what he whispered in my ear?"

"What did he say?"

"He said he would like to 'date' me, and get to know me a whole lot better. He also asked me if I would like him to send you on a long business trip"

"Is that why I'm going to Glasgow tomorrow?"

"Yes Dear! But don't worry about your fantasy .....

...... I'll make sure it's fully realised."

“Does he have a Girlfriend?”

 

“What’s with all the dressing up Dear? It’s only my Boss coming round for a couple of drinks.”  

“Is he that big guy I saw you with a few days ago when I picked you up from work?”      

“You mean the six foot six tall Black Man with all the muscles and the enormous bulge in his trousers.”

“He’s Black? I didn’t notice.”      

“Like hell you didn’t. So what have you got in mind.”     

“Does he have a Girlfriend?”

“i don’t think so. Not at the moment anyway.”   

“Well he may have by tomorrow morning cucky.”

 

 You’re not supposed to phone me

“No! Honestly Dear, I am still at work.” 

 “Really! You expect me to believe that?” 

 “Honestly Dear. Marcus has been giving me lots of things to take down. We’ve been hard at it all afternoon.” 

“i know what he’s been getting you take down, and right now you are sat naked in his office.” 

“Okay ‘clever clogs’. How do you know all this?” 

“Because i have been sat outside the office door listening to you both go 'hard at it.’ Isn’t that what a cuckold is supposed to do?” 

“Yes it is cucky. But you’re not supposed to phone me when I am with him.”

“Are you going to put a skirt on Dear?”

“Are you going to put a skirt on Dear?” 

“No Silly! I shall just pull this black dress down. Why do you ask?” 

“That will barely cover your arse My Love. Everyone will see your stocking tops.” 

“That’s exactly the effect that I have been looking for.” 

“Why?” 

“Because Marcus, your Boss, will be at the party and I was hoping to attract him.” 

“Well that should work. He’s already asked me if you would go on a date with him.” 

“Oh good! With any luck we may have a little thing going by later this evening.” 

“That ‘little thing’ you mention could be a big dark cock, which will be inside you for the rest of the night. Is that what you mean?” 

“Spot on cucky! Spot on!”

a memory in my lifetime

We love to go to my Boss’s annual Masked Ball and it always ends the same way. He pretends that he doesn’t know who the beauty is that he seduces after the ball is over and she pretends that she thought that it was me. 

i might be a cuckold, but i am not a fool. It did not take me long to realise that his business trips and her business trips away always coincided. That the pretty underwear and jewellery that she now proudly wears were not bought by me and that for some reason his number was on her phone. 

So tonight, after the ball is over, I might find them and look in on just what they are doing together. Who knows! I might see something beautiful to last as a memory in my lifetime.

 And don’t i know it

“Are you okay? Please tell me that you’re fine …..”

“Oh don’t take on so Dear! All that has happened is that I have been with your Boss all afternoon. Now calm down and pour yourself a glass of this lovely St Emillion.”

“But what have you been doing with him. You don’t look as though you’ve been taking notes.”

“Oh this and that.”

“Was it this side of his bed or that side?”

“You know Master, cucky. He likes to play one end against another.”

“And don’t i know it.”

You shouldn’t hide these

“You shouldn’t hide these Dear. Not when my Boss is around.”

“Why? I thought he had a Girlfriend.”

“Oh she’s gone back to her husband to bring up the baby he’s put inside her. Now he’s looking for a new Mistress.”

“So you would be okay with me becoming Denzil’s Mistress then?”

“Of course i would. You were born to bring pleasure to a handsome, well-hung and rich Black Man my Love.”

“And my husband appears to be born to be cuckolded it seems.”

“Now you really understand me Dear. So let me introduce you. ….. Denzil! Have you met my Wife Justine, she’s been dying to meet you.”

“No I haven’t cucky boy. Would you like to go and get us both a drink while we get acquainted. Don’t bother to hurry back.”

 he would like to employ Rosina

It’s very odd that when i ask by Boss around for a drink that both he and my Wife Rosina can always find me something to do. Sometimes from her it’s, “Sorry Dear but your Mum called and she wants you to go and see her. Don’t worry, I’ll look after Deven.” And sometimes from him it’s, “Can you go up to Manchester tonight for our Sales Team, but don’t worry, I’ll look after Rosina tonight.

Rosi (as i call her) has told me that she likes Deven a lot and that she is always happy to entertain him when he comes to our house, which is nice because i have been seeing a lot of my Mum recently, and i know the way to Manchester blindfolded; i have been there so many times. However, just the other day my Boss said that he would like to employ Rosina as his Personal Assistant and she has accepted the position. Consequently i won’t be going up to Manchester much any more as she goes with him now and i am left at home alone. So i think that i’ll just pop round to my Mum’s for tea.

“No problem“

After far too many ‘failure’ nights in our marriage bed i knew that my lovely Wife needed far more from our marriage than i could provide; so there was only one thing for it. We talked about all of her needs and, after a couple of months of thinking about my proposal, Tina said that she would like to try but that i had to make all the arrangements.

As it happens, my Boss, a handsome and very rich West Indian business man had just finished a relationship with his Girlfriend and was fancy free - as they say. At first he was suspicious about my suggestion that he should take my own Wife out on a date just to take his mind off things but he reluctantly agreed, but not without making a comment about my own manliness; but i took all in good part.

“Matthew,” he said the day before his date with Tina, “I have only one requirement. All of the women I have ever dated have had very pretty breasts. That is a ‘must’ for me.”

Lloyd arrived at our house and I introduced him to Tina who I had already told about his ‘requirement’. “Problem?” she asked my astounded and very interested Boss. There was no problem of course.

That was six months ago and they have been ‘dating’, which is a euphemism for ‘he’s been banging her almost every night in our bed’, ever since. So there was no problem for Lloyd, no problem for Tina and, now that i have learnt to be a very, very, very involved and submissive cuckold, there is no problem for me either.

Cuckold Moments in AI

It was always going to happen

My Wife Dianne told me just the other day that she been dating her Boss.

"Invite him round so we can discuss the issue," I suggested, after I had recovered from the shock, of course. Well, he did come round to our house, but there wasn't much of a discussion, Dianna made sure of that.

But then again, I always knew it would happen, one way or another.

Rank has it’s privileges 

“He’s not going to disturb us is he?”

“Who? My husband? Heavens no! You made sure of that.”

“Oh I did didn’t I. Isn’t it what they call R.H.I.P.”

“Rank having it’s privileges has nothing to do with it Master. You sent Simon on a tour of South America to drum up business. That will take him about ten months.”

“Well he did ask me to look after you while he’s away. It’s what I have been doing isn’t it?”

“That’s true. Four nights and three afternoons a week is what I would call ‘looking after’ me.”

“Believe me My Love, when I get that dress off you I guarantee you that you will enjoy my ‘Rank’ having you in a most Privileged way.”

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!

By Default

"Well, that's not what I said. But I suppose by default I would be .... a ... cuckold."

"By default? That's one way to describe me cheating on you with Big Jerome."

"Yes, I suppose it would be by def ....Wait a minute, I never said anything about any bloke called Jerome. Big or otherwise!"

"You know him. He's the guy who works upstairs from my office."

"You mean your Boss? You told me he's older than you."

"Well, you did say I could start dating other men, and he has told me he would like to date me, so it's a 'no brainer' really."

"So I assume you want to date Big Jerome."

"Well, we have discussed the possibility already, and I have already told him that you want me to go with other men."

"Are you sure that Big Jerome is the best man for you?"

"Of course I'm sure. He's just the man to cuckold you ...

... by default."

I even know his name

“I know you have someone in mind Dear. I even know his name.”

“Do you now! Do tell ‘clever clogs’.”

“He’s that Nigerian that you talk to in the pub when you think I’m not looking.”

“So what made you decide that I should have sex with him?”

“Because he’s my Boss that’s why. He’s my superior so it is only right that he should take my Wife for his personal Whore.”

“Well what a weak little cuckold you are!”

“And that is why he is the perfect Lover for you Mistress.”

My Suspicion

I suspected that my Wife, Jane, had been cheating on me but I didn't know with whom, when, where, and why. Like any hubby would, I needed to know, but bided my time - I knew that one day I would find out.

I was sat at my desk at work one afternoon, when Jane texted me to tell me that she would be late home from work, which I knew to be a lie. My Secretary, Suzanne, had told me that she had seen Jane on the bus heading towards town, so I knew that she was not where she said she was.

Feeling upset, I decided to go home that afternoon and wait for her to come in that evening and ask her where she had been, but no sooner had I made myself a coffee and sat down I heard her key in the lock. Ducking down behind a chair, I watched as my suspicions were confirmed.

I knew the when, where, and why; and as I looked at him, I knew the whom. It was Marshall, my Boss. This made me feel a little better now that I knew that she was cuckolding me with a real man. I had worried that she had taken up with some small dicked idiot, but no, my Jane had good taste, and I was happy knowing that she ....

.... was enjoying everything that Marshall
could give her.

A lovely thought.

 

“For about as long as you have.”

“Really? You never said. It’s a bit of a secret to keep from me don’t you think?”

“Secret? What bloody secret? Who was it who introduced you to Kenzo and who was it who organised a date with my Boss - Mr Obinga?”

“You Dear. But I didn’t know that you fantasized about it. I just though it was a normal ‘cuckold’ thing that you guys arrange dates with other men for your Wives.”

“When you asked me about it what did I say?”

“You said it was a good idea and that it was a lovely thought.”

“Exactly! A ‘lovely thought for you - and for me.”

Suitable

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I'm trying to fathom something out."

"Oh what's that Dear? Clearly you have a problem. Is it with me?"

"Maybe!"

"Just come out with it. Perhaps you will feel better if we can clear this up."

"Okay My love. When you got ready last night for your interview with your Boss for the new position, you had put on some very sexy lingerie. Was that suitable for an interview, and you didn't come home until ten o'clock in the morning."

... suitable for an interview ...

"I just thought it would be appropriate for the position he is is offering me. It means lots of staying overnight at his place to make sure that the business runs properly."

"I see! And what is this new position?"

"Mostly horizontal Dear."

Say Hello

"Oh how lovely. You came to join us on holiday."

"Of course I have Dear. But I think the hotel has got our room number wrong. You are in the Presidential Suite on the top floor, and they told me my room is on the bottom floor, overlooking the car park. Why is that?"

"I think it's because you arrived late, after your Boss, Marcel, sent you to Saudi for three weeks."

"Have you heard from Marcel my Love. When I rang the office they told me he's on holiday with his long-time Girlfriend."

"Oh he's over here. Why don't you come over and say hello."

"He's here? What room is he staying in? Or should I not ask."

"The Presidential Suite of course, cucky. Now follow me ...

... and say hello to our new Master."