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Cuck, Part 3 Part 3 Jenny sat between David and William at the cozy little table in one of the local coffee houses that she hadn't visited very often. David had been there before them and had escorted them to his table, being very gentlemanly and holding her chair for her as she sat down. He gave her another one of those heart-fluttering smiles when she said, “Thank you, sir.” William had started to sit down in one of the other chairs as soon as they got to the table, but a disapproving look from David had kept him standing. David then took the seat on her right and gestured with a nod of his head for William to take the one to her left. Damn, that smile was gone. She wondered what she could do to bring it back? Jenny had automatically turned in her seat to face David, and felt a momentary twinge of guilt at the realization that this meant she had turned herself away from her husband. When she realized that David had controlled the seating arrangements, it made her skin flush to think that he was already claiming her in even small ways like this, and that her body was going right along with it. What else would he claim before they were done? And what else would she willingly hand over to him? When the little voice inside her head started listing possibilities, she told it to shut up before she got too flustered. David pulled a plastic card from his shirt pocket and laid it in the center of the table. “William, why don’t you get us all something to drink. I’m afraid I don’t get terribly fancy with my coffee. I’ll have a medium coffee with cream, plus whatever the two of you are having.” Jenny turned to look at her husband and saw the quick blush across his face as it sank in to him that he had just been turned into their waiter for the evening. ("Servant," the little voice inside her head corrected.) Somehow, she didn’t think he would have objected very strongly to either role. “Thank you, sir,” she said. “I feel like we should be buying yours, though.” Oh. There was that smile again, making her insides flutter. “Nonsense, my dear. You are both here at my invitation. That makes me your host and you my guests, so it is right that I cover the tab.” She didn’t know what to say to that, and that look in his eyes made her feel slightly tongue-tangled anyway, so she just smiled and thanked him again. As they waited for William to return with their drinks, she let her mind drift back over the past week since they had seen David last. She couldn’t help squirming just a bit as she remembered the instructions he had given them, and riding home in silence from that meeting since her panties still filled William’s mouth. She smiled as she remembered the look on William's face as he sat naked on the edge of the bed in front of her, his cock fully erect and twitching as she finally reclaimed them. She still wasn’t sure what had possessed her when she saw the little drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip of his cock. When she had gathered it onto the tip of her finger, her original intent had been to let him watch her lick it off. Instead she had touched it to his lips and watched his tongue reach out to get it. She didn’t think William had ever tasted his own cum before, but his reaction made her think that he had enjoyed the experience. She noticed David watching her and blushed furiously when he smiled and said, “Well, that was certainly an interesting expression on your face just now, Jenny. I would be very interested to know what you were thinking about, to produce that expression.” She told him, and had just started telling him about how William had delivered David’s reward for her when William came back with their drinks. William listened intently to her describing for David how she had lain back on their bed, and how William’s fingers and tongue had made her cum several times. David asked several questions of them both, making each of them tell what the experience had been like from their side, how they had felt about it when they woke the next morning, and how it had made them feel to write their email to him with their request to continue. “And how have you done at carrying out the instructions I gave you both in my email reply?” William just stared into his coffee mug as Jenny answered. “It’s been hard, but we’ve mostly managed it, sir.” “Mostly? Explain, please.” “He usually gets home from work before I do. Every day when I’ve come home, he’s been there naked and on his knees, stroking his cock to make it nice and hard for me. I sit down and lift my skirt or open my slacks and he goes down on me, but he always stops before I cum, like you told him to. Neither one of us has cum since the night we had dinner with you, sir.” She looked over at William. “Well, he did cum one time, but it wasn’t his fault, really.” David turned to look at William’s furiously-blushing face. “William? Would you care to explain that?” William’s voice came out as barely a whisper. “I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to.” David’s deep voice held only a minor reproach. “I’m sure you didn’t, William, but that doesn’t tell me what happened.” William nodded, looking dejected. “I had a really long day yesterday, and I was dead tired. But when she got home, I did what you’d told me and knelt on the floor with all my clothes off, using my hand to make sure my cock was completely hard like you’d said. She sat down and I ate her, and I wanted so badly to keep going and make her cum but she pushed my head away and said you’d told us not to. We both pulled our clothes back on and I curled up on the couch, hoping to get a short nap before dinner because I was so tired. “ Jenny could barely hear William’s next words as his voice dropped even lower. “The next thing I know, I was waking up because I had just cum in my pants.” David’s face and voice were stern, and Jenny could see and hear his disappointment. “You had a wet dream, and came in your sleep like a teenage boy? Is that what you’re telling me, William?” William closed his eyes and nodded his head miserably. Jenny squeezed her husband’s hand and whispered, “William, you know he likes us to answer him, not just nod!” “Yes, sir,” William managed to get out. “That’s what happened. I… I had a wet dream and came in my pants like a schoolboy.” Jenny was surprised when David reached into his pocket, pulled out his keychain, and held up a small key. “I see. Well, there are a variety of devices that can help you maintain better control, William. As it happens, this key fits one that I have one in the trunk of my car right now. Depending on how the rest of the evening goes, I will decide whether to put you in it, and for how long.” She wondered if he had caught the tone in David’s voice that said that neither she nor William would have that key. Jenny felt a surge of raw lust at that idea, and she saw William’s face go pale. “It was my understanding when you contacted me that you didn’t just want a bull, you wanted someone to whom you could both submit in all sexual matters. Was I mistaken?” They both hurriedly assured him that there had been no mistake, and Jenny had to fight the urge to take his hand and plead with him. For just a moment, she had a mental image of herself on her knees, naked before him, and begging him to let her serve him. A week ago she’d have been surprised at how right that idea felt to her, but for the moment she just accepted it as the way things naturally should be. A week of her husband’s fingers and tongue taking her right to the edge of orgasm without ever being allowed to cum had made her realize two things. One, that right now she desperately needed to feel a man’s strength on her body as he fucked her senseless, and two, that this was not something that William would ever be able to provide for her. She watched David’s dark brown eyes going back and forth between her face and William’s, then he seemed to come to a decision. “Very well,” he said. “As soon as you’ve both finished your drinks, we’ll head someplace more private. Jenny, you will ride with me. William, you’ll follow in your car.” She quickly downed the last of her mug and set it down, shivering a bit as she felt David’s warm, strong hand close around her wrist and guide her to her feet. As her slightly unsteady legs turned her towards the door, she noticed that William was already moving ahead of them to open the door, even though his own mug was still half full. End of Part 3. |
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