Sexually Inadequate Husbands Greet-up: Small Penis: Preparation 2
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2015 2:38 pm
Sexually Inadequate Husbands Greet-up: Small Penis: Preparation Part 2
Angie, a 19-year-old high school graduate, walked the floor of Sandy’s Trousseau helping customers. She caught the eye of two new arrivals, regular customers, and smiled a welcome. She rang up her current sale, two bras for a woman in her 30s, and approached the newcomers. “Hi there. Nice to see you again. How can I help today?”
The husband said, “Oh, that’s okay, we’re just looking.”
The redheaded wife said, “Honey, we are looking for something specific.” She turned her attention to Angie, evidently noting her name tag. “Angie, you’ve helped us before. I’m Julie and this is my husband, Luke.”
“I remember you both. Always a pleasure. What’s the item you want?”
“You have the list Darren gave us, right honey?”
Luke slowly reached in his pocket and withdrew a folded paper and read, “Sandy’s Ultimate Uplift Merry Widow with Featured Foldaway.”
“Oh, that’s one of our most sought-after items, though it is rather expensive.” Angie looked at Julia appraisingly. “As I recall you’re 38DD, correct?”
“Yes, but sometimes I fit perfectly well in a D. Luke likes the spillover effect, don’t you?”
“Yes, dear.”
Angie knit her brows. When she’d served this couple before, both were enthusiastic, while tonight Luke seemed distracted, even uncomfortable. Get on with the sale, she told herself. “Shall I show you different colors?”
“Please.” Julie, in contrast, spoke up brightly. Her broad smile never quit and she rocked her hips from side to side.
Angie wondered about Luke’s indifferent behavior as she took three of the boxed garments from the storeroom shelf. He almost acts like he doesn’t want to be here, she mused. He’s always been a Type I. She smiled, recalling the quaintly written “Lingerie Saleswoman’s Handbook.” A Type I shopped with his lover, asked questions, and typically could be persuaded to purchase many accessories.
Back on the floor, Angie opened the boxes. Black, white, green. “Sorry I don’t have blue or red. They’re sold out, but more are on order.” She held the green one up in front of herself. The cups rose separately from the body, obviously to emphasize cleavage. The garment as a whole was short, intended to rest on Julie’s hips. Six adjustable straps dangled the garter clips. Red ribbons minimized garter bumps. Red flowers decorated the sexy garment at the waist
“Which do you think, dear?” asked Julie.
Luke consulted the list. He mumbled, “Says his favorite color is green, and with your fantastic hair….”
Angie’s eyes widened. Could it be?
“The green should be fine,” pronounced Julie decisively.
“What style stockings would you like to wear with it? Solid or patterned? RHT or full-fashion?”
“Let’s take a look at a selection. We want me to look my best, don’t we, dear?”
“Oh, yes, nothing but the best for you, Julie.” Perhaps feeling the incongruity between his subdued demeanor and shopping for the boudoir, Luke added, “You’ll look beautiful in it, Julie.”
Angie’s eyes flickered to Luke’s crotch. A slight bulge decided her. Wow, my first Type IV! Exciting! She recalled, Type IV Male Lingerie Shopper — a cuckold decorating his partner for a sexual date with another man. Though conflicted, he deeply wishes to impress and please the woman. Create a rapport with the lucky woman and he will agree to almost any suggestion. Notice whether the man is sexually aroused as is usually the case. If so, exploit this rare opportunity for sales.
“I agree. The Merry widow is designed to emphasize the bust, and you, Julie, have a head start.” Everyone laughed. “Here are the stockings.” She looked Julie up and down.
With an impish grin, Julie raised her skirt nearly to the tops of her thighs. Tan-colored everyday pantyhose gleamed in the fluorescent light.
“Love your legs, hon.” Luke ogled his wife, pretending he saw her legs for the first time. His cock twitched.
Angie said, “You have perfect legs, too. Neither stocky nor skinny, but shapely. If you choose decorated hosiery, I suggest a subdued pattern. The Merry Widow will obviously be the star of the ensemble. However, I think fully fashioned nylons with a contrasting red seam would be perfect. They’ll complement the red roses on the Merry Widow. Would you like the coffee or black stockings?”
“Both, please.”
Angie said, “This is a very good time to stock up on our fully fashioned line. They’re 15% off this week.”
“That’s a good deal. I’ll take three each in black, coffee, and white. I’d like the red seam on the black pairs, plain for the others. You don’t mind if I stock up now, do you Luke? I think I’ll need some in the next few weeks.” She put her arms together around her waist and rocked back and forth.
“Yes, Julie, we should save money wherever we can.”
As Angie selected the packages of stockings, she recalled another statement from the handbook. If possible, subtly let the couple know you understand the purchases are for another man’s enjoyment. “It’s very nice of you, sir, to allow this.”
Luke looked surprised, and could not hold her eyes.
Julie, on the other hand, caught Angie’s eye, and flashed her a tight grin of understanding.
“To complete your sexy outfit, how about panties?” Angie moved to a rack where several colors and styles of panties hung from hangers. She deftly grabbed three green pair and laid them out on the counter. “Sandy’s makes three styles specifically to go with the Ultimate Uplift. All three emphasize the buttocks in different ways. With the thong, it’s obvious. This more traditional panty has a back seam for shaping and is transparent except for very narrow strategic strip in front. These look best if you’re trimmed.” She looked at Julie speculatively.
“Bare down there. Luke will check me tomorrow before I go out, won’t you, dear?”
“If you say so.” He paused and smiled at Angie. One of my more pleasant duties.”
Everyone laughed. Angie noted that Julie said she was going out, not necessarily with Luke. “The last panty is unique. With one opaque and two translucent panels in front, the rear is made of shapeware material with two openings to uplift and shape the derrière. So you can choose whichever panty like for the effect you want. If you buy all three, they’re 10% off.”
“I’ll definitely take all three.”
“Very good, Julie. Now that we’ve completed your ensemble, would you like to try on the Mary Widow?”
“Yes. I should. “Julie looked at the tag. “Good, this is the D. if the spillover works, I won’t bother with the DD.”
“Please keep your panties on, and use these.” She handed Julie a pair of disposable breast covers.
Julie headed for the changing rooms, leaving Luke with Angie. When Julie, with a flirtatious look over her shoulder at Luke, close the door, Angie asked, “Aren’t you going to help her with the fit? You usually do.”
Luke managed a smile. “Not tonight. Tomorrow night’s a surprise…”
Angie got the impression he been about to say more. “A surprise? I like sexy surprises.”
Luke held her eyes. “Me too, they’re usually the best kind.”
“Well, I hope Julie has a wonderful time tomorrow night.”
Julie emerged, holding the Merry Widow and tucking her blouse into her skirt. “Oh, Luke, this is so sexy. I think we should get the black and the white as well.”
Angie jumped in lest Luke protest. “I haven’t yet mentioned that we have a three for two sale. You can get all 3 for the price of 2, plus the discounts on the stockings and panties. How about three panties in three colors?”
Julie looked at Luke triumphantly. “Thank you so much, honey.”
Angie asked, “Will there be anything else? Perhaps some lacy gloves from the elbow down? Or a temporary tattoo, not that you need help attracting attention to your cleavage.” She grinned.
Julie looked through the box of transfers. She selected one of a bird in flight. “I like this, not for my boobs, but my bum.”
Luke flipped his eyebrows appreciatively.” Julie’s got a marvelous bubble butt.” His breath came faster than usual. He shifted his weight from foot to foot.
Wow, thought Angie. I think I’m right. She’s got a date with another man and he knows it. He hates it, but it’s making him horny. Small bulge, but definitely a boner! Certainty that she was helping Julie cuckold her man aroused Julie. Her pussy grew damp. My boyfriend’s getting very lucky tonight, she thought.
Angie scuttled about piling up the three Mary Widows, several pair of stockings, and no fewer than nine panties. “Have you a dress for your big night tomorrow?”
Julie smiled. “I’ve got that covered, thanks.”
“Anything else? Anything old you need to replace? Bras, day-to-day panties?”
“No, I think I’ve spent enough of Luke’s money tonight. Oh, that reminds me. Luke, did you get that $200 for Darren?”
“Yes, Julie, 10 crisp new 20s.”
Angie’s eyes widened. Omigod, he’s financing her date with this Darren. Wow. Another gush flooded her pussy. This Julie’s really got him. Her admiring gaze met Julie’s.
Julie winked at her.
“Well, if that’s all, I’ll ring it up.” She glanced at the total as she ran Luke’s credit card. Damn, she thought, I wish I was on commission. She piled the items in two large shopping bags and handed them to Luke. “Julie, I wish you a wonderful time tomorrow night. The best.”
“Thank you dear, I’m sure I will.” The pair left, Julie waving goodbye, Luke struggling a bit with the packages at the store entrance.
Angie took a deep breath, approached a colleague, and said, “I really need my break now.” Getting agreement, Angie headed for the women’s room. I gotta get off, she thought.
Luke loaded the shopping bags into the trunk of Julie’s car and got in the passenger seat. He noted Julie’s smirk as she started the car. “Pretty excited, aren’t you?”
“I’m not the only one,” she said, glancing at Luke’s crotch.
“Julie, I can’t explain my feelings. I recoil from the idea, yet at the same time I’m very horny. It’s a strange horniness. Normally if I’m stiff, I feel powerful. Now, I’m stiff and frightened at the same time. It’s weird, and I can’t say it’s all unpleasant.”
“Well, I like you horny! Why don’t you take it out and I’ll play with?”
“Oh, Julie, my blue balls ache so much.”
“Blue balls are good for you. Whip it out.”
“Okay, Julie, you’re the boss.” He dropped his pants and Julie, by now on the main road, squeezed and fondled him.
Luke responded almost immediately. “Oh Julie, that feels wonderful.” He edged, then ground out between clenched teeth, “That sexy clerk figured it out! She practically said so. That was so embarrassing, and you egged her on, I saw you.”
“Sorry, dear,” said Julie insincerely. “It was too much fun to resist.”
As she pulled into the gym’s parking lot, Luke edged again, making his funny throat noises. As he adjusted his pants, Julie said, “If you want to continue what I started, you have permission but…”
“… No cumming. I know the rules.”
Instead, Luke chose to give his overcharged penis a break and drove home.
Julie, however, hiked up her skirt when he left and kept her hand busy between her legs for the brief drive home. Once arrived, with the new garments put away, Julie demanded a long bout of oral sex from Luke during which she came several times. When she let Luke up for air, they enjoyed a nightcap together in bed. Luke gulped and said, “Well, honey, I guess I’m as ready for this is I’ll ever be. I admit I’m getting more and more excited about it as time goes on. But I never lose my fear and hurt, either.”
Julie hugged him and kissed him “Luke, my love, you’re doing marvelously and I appreciate you making such a good effort to make it okay.”
Luke went over the plan for the next day to be certain what she expected of him. “Run your bath, lay out your clothes, dry you off…” His voice nearly cracked as he said, “Inspect your pussy, help you get dressed in all that sexy stuff… For someone else. Oh Julie…”
She hugged him, saying, “You’ll do fine, dear. You’ve done so well so far I can’t imagine you losing your resolve. I love you all the more.” She kissed him long and hard.
“I love you too, Julie, or I wouldn’t be here. But you still haven’t told me what you want me to do while you’re… with Darren.”
“All in good time. It’ll be very simple.”
With that Luke had to be content. He requested his chastity back, and Julie locked him in just before they went to sleep.
In the morning, Luke brought Julie to one quick orgasm, and she brought him to two edges before replacing his cage for the day. As they shared coffee, they traded smiles and excited looks. Both were keyed up, Julie especially so.
Luckily, neither partner had a performance review at work that day. Luke couldn’t concentrate and accomplished little besides answering emails. His cock alternated between pushing against the cage and going completely flaccid, depending on whether he was concentrating on Julie’s upcoming pleasure, or the threat he felt.
Julie was just as unproductive, but never experienced any mixed feelings. She stared off into space, imagining what it would be like to hold and to suck a big penis. How big will it be? How thick? How will it feel in my hand? The bulbous head in my mouth? The shaft at my throat? The monster slowly pushing into my pussy, filling me, fucking in a way I’ve never been fucked before!
They skipped the gym. Julie arrived home to find Luke nervously pacing the living room. She hugged and kissed him as he clung to her. “Julie, may I please be released from my cage? My blue balls throb in my poor cock has been trying to stiffen up all day.” Julie laughed, kissed him, and graciously unlocked him.
He asked, “Would you like a drink? I could use one.”
“Good idea. Can you make me a margarita?”
“Sure thing, honey.” He headed to the kitchen by way of the bar.
Seated together, they sipped their drinks quietly, smiling, then looking away into space. Julie crossed and re-crossed her legs. She thought I’d have to change my panties anyway. They’re soaked. She checked her watch. 6 o’clock. “Darren’s due at 7:30. When you’re through with your drink that would be a good time to run my bath.”
“That should be about right.” Luke’s voice sounded hollow. Julie smiled and kissed him.
Wordlessly, Luke finishes drink, kissed Julie again and said “I’ll call you in your bath’s ready.”
In the master bathroom, Luke, breathing heavily, tested the water frequently as it swirled into the tub. A capful of bubble bath scented the room. He called Julie. He sighed deeply when she entered their bedroom.
Julie’s eyes shone with excitement. She smiled at Luke and kissed him wordlessly, taking his hands from her back and placing them on her breasts. “Undress me.”
Luke gulped, took a deep breath, and unbuttoned her blouse. She stood passively, so he untucked it and moved to the back to lift it from her shoulders. He unclasped her bra.
Julie, with a coquettish tilt to her head, held the cups in place. She teased Luke, “Like my bubbies?”
“You know I do, honey.”
“Lick them for me?” She tossed the bra to the bed.
Breath rasping, Luke lifted both breasts and slowly bent forward alternately sucking each nipple. He whimpered a bit as he felt the nipple erect under his tongue. These beauties aren’t mine anymore, they’re Darren’s tonight, he thought with a pang in his stomach. He stood up and met Julie’s eyes.
She saw the pain he felt, but didn’t respond. Tonight was all about her.
Luke unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor. He knelt to retrieve it and lifted her ankles to remove her shoes.
With a grin, Julie bounced on the bed and rolled back, grasping her ankles, to wave her legs in the air. “Take your time, Luke, hose first, then panties.”
“You are so beautiful and sexy.” Blinking and swallowing, Luke slipped fingers into the waistband of the pantyhose and told them off her hips, up her long legs. They joined the other discarded clothes on the bed. Only her panties remained.
Julie waved her legs and put her hands under her lower back and bicycled in place for a moment. She stopped and looked at Luke expectantly.
Luke moved slowly, a tense expression on his face. I’m stripping Julie to get her ready to fuck someone else. My cock is stiff as ever. Unbelievable. He slipped his fingers into the tiny waistband of her black thong, then paused. He leaned forward and pressed his nose to Julie’s covered pussy. He breathed deeply of her arousal and noted the panties were soaked. “I’m not surprised you’re aroused.” He slipped the panties off, providing one lick from her perineum to the top of her hood.
Julie sighed. “That felt wonderful!”
Luke gathered the scattered garments in his left hand and offered Julie his right. “May I escort you to your bath, oh my princess?”
Laughing, Julie stood and looped her wrist through his elbow he guided her to the bath, dropping the clothes in the hamper. Use both hands to support her as she stepped into the bath and sank into the bubbles, hiding her lush body.
With the start, Luke realized he was uncertain what Julie wished to wear. “Honey, uh, the black corset? The red seamed stockings? Which panties? Shoes? Dress? Jewelry?”
“Right on the corset and stockings. The butt-lifter panty. In my walk in, there’s a new green dress with matching shoes. Open my jewelry case and I’ll make a selection. Also my makeup cover. You’ll probably be done before I finish. Keep yourself hard the whole time. And Luke… Thank you so much, my love.” They kissed and he left.
It didn’t take Luke long to get everything ready. He opened the jewelry case and draped the cover over the chair at her vanity. With the lingerie laid out carefully on the bed, he discovered Julie’s new dress. Low-cut and armless, it was sure to entice. The fabric swirled around the body emphasized by a white swoosh that went from between her breasts around the back, across the waist, around the hips, to end right between her legs in front. Luke hung it on the closet door and stared at it, idly masturbating. Quite the dress, he thought. I wonder how long she’s had it. He shook his head, took a deep breath. This is her time, he thought. I’m not going to talk anymore about my mixed feelings, just focus on her pleasure. He brought himself to an edge just as Julie called out that she was ready.
With a big smile, Luke entered the bathroom. He held a large fluffy white towel over his arms as he helped Julie rise. Spreading the towels at arms width, with he invited, “Step in, love.”
Luke wrapped the towel around her, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest. She flirtatiously pushed a thigh between his legs. He ran his hands up and down her back, then over her protruding, rounded rear cheeks. He squeezed and grinned at her. “You don’t really need butt lifter panties. You’re all natural.”
Julie smiled.
Luke dried her face with a corner of the towel, then her arms. He fondled the breasts through the fabric a bit longer than he needed to, then let the top of the towel drop. He looked at her familiar breasts, imagining what it was like to see them for the first time, as Darren soon would. Straight slope on top, no sag, a rounded uplift towards her redhead’s typically pale areolae, topped by nipples larger than pencil erasers. He shook his head in admiration and jealousy. What incredible beauties! No longer exclusively mine. He shook his head to clear it and forced a smile. They kissed.
After drying her belly, he dropped to his knees and worked his way up each leg from the foot. He went slowly and sensuously, appreciating the arch of her feet , the curve of her calf, and her statuesque, firm thighs. He pressed the last dry corner over her pussy and rubbed back and forth. When done, he leaned forward and licked her avidly.
She handed him the tattoo and he affixed the diving bird to her left butt cheek, kissing it when done.
Julie leaned back against the sink, spreading her legs she looked down at Luke with deep affection. She twined her fingers in his hair. “Oh, Luke, you’re such a good husband. I love you so very much.”
Luke looked up, grinning. “Love you, too.” He stood and they kissed. Picking up his pussy shaving kit, he led her to the bedroom where she propped yourself against the headboard, knees up, legs wide apart. “Make sure I’m totally clean for Darren, honey.”
Luke’s guts twisted. She just told him she loved him but her mind was really on getting fucked by another man with a bigger dick. Concealing his pain with difficulty, he lay on the bed, his face inches from her damp pussy. Such a beautiful cunt, he thought. The thick outer lips pout, a really prominent pussy. Those inner lips! Darker red than the outer lips, almost brown. They’ll grip Darren’s big dick tightly, he thought with a pang. “It looks very smooth there, Julie. I shaved you four days ago. Oh, here’s an early bird trying to grow right out of your lips.” He unzipped the little shaving kit and withdrew a pair of tweezers. “Not worth shaving, but it’s gotta go.” He plucked it out quickly.
“Oh!”
Luke found three more tiny hairs which he plucked.
Julie gasped at each tug. She laughed and asked, “Is this some kind of pre-payback?”
Luke laughed too. “No way, honey. But I didn’t mind hearing you… Um… ejaculate.”
As they both laughed, Luke licked her pussy again. His tongue tip dived under hood and Julie sighed. “Let’s edge together,” she said.
Luke nodded his head enthusiastically. I love eating her pussy, anytime, anywhere, he thought. He played with his stiff cock, almost immediately getting pre-cum.
Julie’s moans reached a crescendo just as Luke reached his edge. “Stop, or I’ll come!” gasped Julie, pushing his head away. Laughing they kissed. Julie glanced at the clock and said, “Okay, Luke, time I got ready. Hair first.” She sat in the chair at her vanity. She removed the long pins that held her hair out of the water. Her dark red hair tumbled down her back well below her shoulders. “Give me a loose braid,” she directed Luke.
“Ok, Julie.” Luke loved her hair and never tired of touching it. He easily twisted her hair as she liked and placed a russet barrette to hold the ends. Julie piled it on her head and affixed it with hairpins, mates to the barrette.
“Now makeup.”
Luke swirled her makeup cape around her with a flourish and fastened it at her neck. Watching Julie in the familiar ritual of putting on her face stabbed Luke to the quick. He had no task to perform. He wondered what Julie thought. Is she imagining how big it is? Or how it feels in her mouth or her pussy? She seems to want a big dick so much, I wonder if she’ll fall in love with it — and its owner.
Concealer, foundation, eye shadow, eyeliner, powder, bronzer and rouge. Luke watched it all, a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. His erection ached, but his blue balls still reminded him of his condition.
Julie inspected herself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. She stood up and faced him. “Dress me, hon.”
Luke gulped and licked his lips as Julie smiled sympathetically. He wrapped the Merry Widow around her back and zipped it up in front. “Wow, Julie, I’ve never seen them so big and round before!”
He leaned forward to lick the enticing globes, but she drew away and put a hand over her cleavage. “No, Luke, this is for Darren.” She saw the pained expression that momentarily flashed across his face. A stab of perverse pleasure surprised her with its intensity.
Luke slid his arm all the way down one stocking using his other thumb to roll it. “Will milady please lift her foot?”
Julie stretched out her leg and pointed the toe.
Luke slowly, carefully, frequently checking the back seam, drew the stocking up her calf, over her knee, and as far up as possible. He tugged the strap and fastened her garter clip, patting her thigh. “I feel like I’m in one of those JB Videos that I like to watch.” They both laughed.
As he repeated the process with the second stocking, Julie closed her hand over his erection. “More pre-cum? You do like stockings and legs!”
Luke stood still, watching as Julie slowly beat him off. “Wow! Dressing my beautiful wife for sex with another man and I’m horny as hell about it. Amazing.”
Julie jumped up and hugged him. “Oh, honey, you’re wonderful!” A quick kiss, and Julie reminded him, “The other four garters.”
Luke knelt beside her fastening each garter in turn, ensuring that the back two aligned the seam in the middle of her thighs. He held her heels as she stepped into them.
Julie opened the closet doors to reveal her full-length mirror. “Oh, yes!”
On his knees behind her, seeing her front reflected next to her back Luke felt his deepest pang of jealousy yet. “Oh, Julie,” he sobbed, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you as beautiful and as sexy. Well, our wedding day.” He choked up.
Julie pretended not to notice as she smiled inwardly. I’m as excited as when Luke took my virginity. Well, more so, ‘cause I have a basis for comparison. “Now the panties.”
Luke tugged the tight garment in place. He kissed the bird tattoo again.
Julie indicated the dress. Luke unzipped the back and held it as Julie stepped in. He tugged it up and Julie held the bodice as Luke raised the zipper. The hem cut across her thighs a couple of inches above her knees. Her deep cleavage heaved with her breathing.
“Wow, Julie.”
Smiling, Julie sat at the vanity again, crossing her legs. The welt of her stocking showed on top and her seam and a slice of her thigh below. She picked a few items out of her jewelry case. First, with a smirk to Luke, came the necklace with the key to his chastity. Earrings, a bracelet, and a couple of extra rings.
As Luke watched a shiver passed through him. He stroked his boner, which strained as though to attain an adequate size at the last minute. His blue balls ached. His heart ached. He wanted Julie to have the best time she could. He wanted her to change her mind at the last minute. His voice cracked as he said, “Have a wonderful time, Julie.”
The doorbell rang.
“Someone’s at the door, darling. Can you see who it is while I finish my makeup?”
Question for my readers: The “Lingerie Saleswoman’s Handbook.” is loosely based on a fictional book in stories by a contemporary of Agatha Christie. What was the name of the book, the name of the person remembering the aphorisms in the book, and who penned the stories? Get one answer, you'll get them all.
Angie, a 19-year-old high school graduate, walked the floor of Sandy’s Trousseau helping customers. She caught the eye of two new arrivals, regular customers, and smiled a welcome. She rang up her current sale, two bras for a woman in her 30s, and approached the newcomers. “Hi there. Nice to see you again. How can I help today?”
The husband said, “Oh, that’s okay, we’re just looking.”
The redheaded wife said, “Honey, we are looking for something specific.” She turned her attention to Angie, evidently noting her name tag. “Angie, you’ve helped us before. I’m Julie and this is my husband, Luke.”
“I remember you both. Always a pleasure. What’s the item you want?”
“You have the list Darren gave us, right honey?”
Luke slowly reached in his pocket and withdrew a folded paper and read, “Sandy’s Ultimate Uplift Merry Widow with Featured Foldaway.”
“Oh, that’s one of our most sought-after items, though it is rather expensive.” Angie looked at Julia appraisingly. “As I recall you’re 38DD, correct?”
“Yes, but sometimes I fit perfectly well in a D. Luke likes the spillover effect, don’t you?”
“Yes, dear.”
Angie knit her brows. When she’d served this couple before, both were enthusiastic, while tonight Luke seemed distracted, even uncomfortable. Get on with the sale, she told herself. “Shall I show you different colors?”
“Please.” Julie, in contrast, spoke up brightly. Her broad smile never quit and she rocked her hips from side to side.
Angie wondered about Luke’s indifferent behavior as she took three of the boxed garments from the storeroom shelf. He almost acts like he doesn’t want to be here, she mused. He’s always been a Type I. She smiled, recalling the quaintly written “Lingerie Saleswoman’s Handbook.” A Type I shopped with his lover, asked questions, and typically could be persuaded to purchase many accessories.
Back on the floor, Angie opened the boxes. Black, white, green. “Sorry I don’t have blue or red. They’re sold out, but more are on order.” She held the green one up in front of herself. The cups rose separately from the body, obviously to emphasize cleavage. The garment as a whole was short, intended to rest on Julie’s hips. Six adjustable straps dangled the garter clips. Red ribbons minimized garter bumps. Red flowers decorated the sexy garment at the waist
“Which do you think, dear?” asked Julie.
Luke consulted the list. He mumbled, “Says his favorite color is green, and with your fantastic hair….”
Angie’s eyes widened. Could it be?
“The green should be fine,” pronounced Julie decisively.
“What style stockings would you like to wear with it? Solid or patterned? RHT or full-fashion?”
“Let’s take a look at a selection. We want me to look my best, don’t we, dear?”
“Oh, yes, nothing but the best for you, Julie.” Perhaps feeling the incongruity between his subdued demeanor and shopping for the boudoir, Luke added, “You’ll look beautiful in it, Julie.”
Angie’s eyes flickered to Luke’s crotch. A slight bulge decided her. Wow, my first Type IV! Exciting! She recalled, Type IV Male Lingerie Shopper — a cuckold decorating his partner for a sexual date with another man. Though conflicted, he deeply wishes to impress and please the woman. Create a rapport with the lucky woman and he will agree to almost any suggestion. Notice whether the man is sexually aroused as is usually the case. If so, exploit this rare opportunity for sales.
“I agree. The Merry widow is designed to emphasize the bust, and you, Julie, have a head start.” Everyone laughed. “Here are the stockings.” She looked Julie up and down.
With an impish grin, Julie raised her skirt nearly to the tops of her thighs. Tan-colored everyday pantyhose gleamed in the fluorescent light.
“Love your legs, hon.” Luke ogled his wife, pretending he saw her legs for the first time. His cock twitched.
Angie said, “You have perfect legs, too. Neither stocky nor skinny, but shapely. If you choose decorated hosiery, I suggest a subdued pattern. The Merry Widow will obviously be the star of the ensemble. However, I think fully fashioned nylons with a contrasting red seam would be perfect. They’ll complement the red roses on the Merry Widow. Would you like the coffee or black stockings?”
“Both, please.”
Angie said, “This is a very good time to stock up on our fully fashioned line. They’re 15% off this week.”
“That’s a good deal. I’ll take three each in black, coffee, and white. I’d like the red seam on the black pairs, plain for the others. You don’t mind if I stock up now, do you Luke? I think I’ll need some in the next few weeks.” She put her arms together around her waist and rocked back and forth.
“Yes, Julie, we should save money wherever we can.”
As Angie selected the packages of stockings, she recalled another statement from the handbook. If possible, subtly let the couple know you understand the purchases are for another man’s enjoyment. “It’s very nice of you, sir, to allow this.”
Luke looked surprised, and could not hold her eyes.
Julie, on the other hand, caught Angie’s eye, and flashed her a tight grin of understanding.
“To complete your sexy outfit, how about panties?” Angie moved to a rack where several colors and styles of panties hung from hangers. She deftly grabbed three green pair and laid them out on the counter. “Sandy’s makes three styles specifically to go with the Ultimate Uplift. All three emphasize the buttocks in different ways. With the thong, it’s obvious. This more traditional panty has a back seam for shaping and is transparent except for very narrow strategic strip in front. These look best if you’re trimmed.” She looked at Julie speculatively.
“Bare down there. Luke will check me tomorrow before I go out, won’t you, dear?”
“If you say so.” He paused and smiled at Angie. One of my more pleasant duties.”
Everyone laughed. Angie noted that Julie said she was going out, not necessarily with Luke. “The last panty is unique. With one opaque and two translucent panels in front, the rear is made of shapeware material with two openings to uplift and shape the derrière. So you can choose whichever panty like for the effect you want. If you buy all three, they’re 10% off.”
“I’ll definitely take all three.”
“Very good, Julie. Now that we’ve completed your ensemble, would you like to try on the Mary Widow?”
“Yes. I should. “Julie looked at the tag. “Good, this is the D. if the spillover works, I won’t bother with the DD.”
“Please keep your panties on, and use these.” She handed Julie a pair of disposable breast covers.
Julie headed for the changing rooms, leaving Luke with Angie. When Julie, with a flirtatious look over her shoulder at Luke, close the door, Angie asked, “Aren’t you going to help her with the fit? You usually do.”
Luke managed a smile. “Not tonight. Tomorrow night’s a surprise…”
Angie got the impression he been about to say more. “A surprise? I like sexy surprises.”
Luke held her eyes. “Me too, they’re usually the best kind.”
“Well, I hope Julie has a wonderful time tomorrow night.”
Julie emerged, holding the Merry Widow and tucking her blouse into her skirt. “Oh, Luke, this is so sexy. I think we should get the black and the white as well.”
Angie jumped in lest Luke protest. “I haven’t yet mentioned that we have a three for two sale. You can get all 3 for the price of 2, plus the discounts on the stockings and panties. How about three panties in three colors?”
Julie looked at Luke triumphantly. “Thank you so much, honey.”
Angie asked, “Will there be anything else? Perhaps some lacy gloves from the elbow down? Or a temporary tattoo, not that you need help attracting attention to your cleavage.” She grinned.
Julie looked through the box of transfers. She selected one of a bird in flight. “I like this, not for my boobs, but my bum.”
Luke flipped his eyebrows appreciatively.” Julie’s got a marvelous bubble butt.” His breath came faster than usual. He shifted his weight from foot to foot.
Wow, thought Angie. I think I’m right. She’s got a date with another man and he knows it. He hates it, but it’s making him horny. Small bulge, but definitely a boner! Certainty that she was helping Julie cuckold her man aroused Julie. Her pussy grew damp. My boyfriend’s getting very lucky tonight, she thought.
Angie scuttled about piling up the three Mary Widows, several pair of stockings, and no fewer than nine panties. “Have you a dress for your big night tomorrow?”
Julie smiled. “I’ve got that covered, thanks.”
“Anything else? Anything old you need to replace? Bras, day-to-day panties?”
“No, I think I’ve spent enough of Luke’s money tonight. Oh, that reminds me. Luke, did you get that $200 for Darren?”
“Yes, Julie, 10 crisp new 20s.”
Angie’s eyes widened. Omigod, he’s financing her date with this Darren. Wow. Another gush flooded her pussy. This Julie’s really got him. Her admiring gaze met Julie’s.
Julie winked at her.
“Well, if that’s all, I’ll ring it up.” She glanced at the total as she ran Luke’s credit card. Damn, she thought, I wish I was on commission. She piled the items in two large shopping bags and handed them to Luke. “Julie, I wish you a wonderful time tomorrow night. The best.”
“Thank you dear, I’m sure I will.” The pair left, Julie waving goodbye, Luke struggling a bit with the packages at the store entrance.
Angie took a deep breath, approached a colleague, and said, “I really need my break now.” Getting agreement, Angie headed for the women’s room. I gotta get off, she thought.
Luke loaded the shopping bags into the trunk of Julie’s car and got in the passenger seat. He noted Julie’s smirk as she started the car. “Pretty excited, aren’t you?”
“I’m not the only one,” she said, glancing at Luke’s crotch.
“Julie, I can’t explain my feelings. I recoil from the idea, yet at the same time I’m very horny. It’s a strange horniness. Normally if I’m stiff, I feel powerful. Now, I’m stiff and frightened at the same time. It’s weird, and I can’t say it’s all unpleasant.”
“Well, I like you horny! Why don’t you take it out and I’ll play with?”
“Oh, Julie, my blue balls ache so much.”
“Blue balls are good for you. Whip it out.”
“Okay, Julie, you’re the boss.” He dropped his pants and Julie, by now on the main road, squeezed and fondled him.
Luke responded almost immediately. “Oh Julie, that feels wonderful.” He edged, then ground out between clenched teeth, “That sexy clerk figured it out! She practically said so. That was so embarrassing, and you egged her on, I saw you.”
“Sorry, dear,” said Julie insincerely. “It was too much fun to resist.”
As she pulled into the gym’s parking lot, Luke edged again, making his funny throat noises. As he adjusted his pants, Julie said, “If you want to continue what I started, you have permission but…”
“… No cumming. I know the rules.”
Instead, Luke chose to give his overcharged penis a break and drove home.
Julie, however, hiked up her skirt when he left and kept her hand busy between her legs for the brief drive home. Once arrived, with the new garments put away, Julie demanded a long bout of oral sex from Luke during which she came several times. When she let Luke up for air, they enjoyed a nightcap together in bed. Luke gulped and said, “Well, honey, I guess I’m as ready for this is I’ll ever be. I admit I’m getting more and more excited about it as time goes on. But I never lose my fear and hurt, either.”
Julie hugged him and kissed him “Luke, my love, you’re doing marvelously and I appreciate you making such a good effort to make it okay.”
Luke went over the plan for the next day to be certain what she expected of him. “Run your bath, lay out your clothes, dry you off…” His voice nearly cracked as he said, “Inspect your pussy, help you get dressed in all that sexy stuff… For someone else. Oh Julie…”
She hugged him, saying, “You’ll do fine, dear. You’ve done so well so far I can’t imagine you losing your resolve. I love you all the more.” She kissed him long and hard.
“I love you too, Julie, or I wouldn’t be here. But you still haven’t told me what you want me to do while you’re… with Darren.”
“All in good time. It’ll be very simple.”
With that Luke had to be content. He requested his chastity back, and Julie locked him in just before they went to sleep.
In the morning, Luke brought Julie to one quick orgasm, and she brought him to two edges before replacing his cage for the day. As they shared coffee, they traded smiles and excited looks. Both were keyed up, Julie especially so.
Luckily, neither partner had a performance review at work that day. Luke couldn’t concentrate and accomplished little besides answering emails. His cock alternated between pushing against the cage and going completely flaccid, depending on whether he was concentrating on Julie’s upcoming pleasure, or the threat he felt.
Julie was just as unproductive, but never experienced any mixed feelings. She stared off into space, imagining what it would be like to hold and to suck a big penis. How big will it be? How thick? How will it feel in my hand? The bulbous head in my mouth? The shaft at my throat? The monster slowly pushing into my pussy, filling me, fucking in a way I’ve never been fucked before!
They skipped the gym. Julie arrived home to find Luke nervously pacing the living room. She hugged and kissed him as he clung to her. “Julie, may I please be released from my cage? My blue balls throb in my poor cock has been trying to stiffen up all day.” Julie laughed, kissed him, and graciously unlocked him.
He asked, “Would you like a drink? I could use one.”
“Good idea. Can you make me a margarita?”
“Sure thing, honey.” He headed to the kitchen by way of the bar.
Seated together, they sipped their drinks quietly, smiling, then looking away into space. Julie crossed and re-crossed her legs. She thought I’d have to change my panties anyway. They’re soaked. She checked her watch. 6 o’clock. “Darren’s due at 7:30. When you’re through with your drink that would be a good time to run my bath.”
“That should be about right.” Luke’s voice sounded hollow. Julie smiled and kissed him.
Wordlessly, Luke finishes drink, kissed Julie again and said “I’ll call you in your bath’s ready.”
In the master bathroom, Luke, breathing heavily, tested the water frequently as it swirled into the tub. A capful of bubble bath scented the room. He called Julie. He sighed deeply when she entered their bedroom.
Julie’s eyes shone with excitement. She smiled at Luke and kissed him wordlessly, taking his hands from her back and placing them on her breasts. “Undress me.”
Luke gulped, took a deep breath, and unbuttoned her blouse. She stood passively, so he untucked it and moved to the back to lift it from her shoulders. He unclasped her bra.
Julie, with a coquettish tilt to her head, held the cups in place. She teased Luke, “Like my bubbies?”
“You know I do, honey.”
“Lick them for me?” She tossed the bra to the bed.
Breath rasping, Luke lifted both breasts and slowly bent forward alternately sucking each nipple. He whimpered a bit as he felt the nipple erect under his tongue. These beauties aren’t mine anymore, they’re Darren’s tonight, he thought with a pang in his stomach. He stood up and met Julie’s eyes.
She saw the pain he felt, but didn’t respond. Tonight was all about her.
Luke unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor. He knelt to retrieve it and lifted her ankles to remove her shoes.
With a grin, Julie bounced on the bed and rolled back, grasping her ankles, to wave her legs in the air. “Take your time, Luke, hose first, then panties.”
“You are so beautiful and sexy.” Blinking and swallowing, Luke slipped fingers into the waistband of the pantyhose and told them off her hips, up her long legs. They joined the other discarded clothes on the bed. Only her panties remained.
Julie waved her legs and put her hands under her lower back and bicycled in place for a moment. She stopped and looked at Luke expectantly.
Luke moved slowly, a tense expression on his face. I’m stripping Julie to get her ready to fuck someone else. My cock is stiff as ever. Unbelievable. He slipped his fingers into the tiny waistband of her black thong, then paused. He leaned forward and pressed his nose to Julie’s covered pussy. He breathed deeply of her arousal and noted the panties were soaked. “I’m not surprised you’re aroused.” He slipped the panties off, providing one lick from her perineum to the top of her hood.
Julie sighed. “That felt wonderful!”
Luke gathered the scattered garments in his left hand and offered Julie his right. “May I escort you to your bath, oh my princess?”
Laughing, Julie stood and looped her wrist through his elbow he guided her to the bath, dropping the clothes in the hamper. Use both hands to support her as she stepped into the bath and sank into the bubbles, hiding her lush body.
With the start, Luke realized he was uncertain what Julie wished to wear. “Honey, uh, the black corset? The red seamed stockings? Which panties? Shoes? Dress? Jewelry?”
“Right on the corset and stockings. The butt-lifter panty. In my walk in, there’s a new green dress with matching shoes. Open my jewelry case and I’ll make a selection. Also my makeup cover. You’ll probably be done before I finish. Keep yourself hard the whole time. And Luke… Thank you so much, my love.” They kissed and he left.
It didn’t take Luke long to get everything ready. He opened the jewelry case and draped the cover over the chair at her vanity. With the lingerie laid out carefully on the bed, he discovered Julie’s new dress. Low-cut and armless, it was sure to entice. The fabric swirled around the body emphasized by a white swoosh that went from between her breasts around the back, across the waist, around the hips, to end right between her legs in front. Luke hung it on the closet door and stared at it, idly masturbating. Quite the dress, he thought. I wonder how long she’s had it. He shook his head, took a deep breath. This is her time, he thought. I’m not going to talk anymore about my mixed feelings, just focus on her pleasure. He brought himself to an edge just as Julie called out that she was ready.
With a big smile, Luke entered the bathroom. He held a large fluffy white towel over his arms as he helped Julie rise. Spreading the towels at arms width, with he invited, “Step in, love.”
Luke wrapped the towel around her, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest. She flirtatiously pushed a thigh between his legs. He ran his hands up and down her back, then over her protruding, rounded rear cheeks. He squeezed and grinned at her. “You don’t really need butt lifter panties. You’re all natural.”
Julie smiled.
Luke dried her face with a corner of the towel, then her arms. He fondled the breasts through the fabric a bit longer than he needed to, then let the top of the towel drop. He looked at her familiar breasts, imagining what it was like to see them for the first time, as Darren soon would. Straight slope on top, no sag, a rounded uplift towards her redhead’s typically pale areolae, topped by nipples larger than pencil erasers. He shook his head in admiration and jealousy. What incredible beauties! No longer exclusively mine. He shook his head to clear it and forced a smile. They kissed.
After drying her belly, he dropped to his knees and worked his way up each leg from the foot. He went slowly and sensuously, appreciating the arch of her feet , the curve of her calf, and her statuesque, firm thighs. He pressed the last dry corner over her pussy and rubbed back and forth. When done, he leaned forward and licked her avidly.
She handed him the tattoo and he affixed the diving bird to her left butt cheek, kissing it when done.
Julie leaned back against the sink, spreading her legs she looked down at Luke with deep affection. She twined her fingers in his hair. “Oh, Luke, you’re such a good husband. I love you so very much.”
Luke looked up, grinning. “Love you, too.” He stood and they kissed. Picking up his pussy shaving kit, he led her to the bedroom where she propped yourself against the headboard, knees up, legs wide apart. “Make sure I’m totally clean for Darren, honey.”
Luke’s guts twisted. She just told him she loved him but her mind was really on getting fucked by another man with a bigger dick. Concealing his pain with difficulty, he lay on the bed, his face inches from her damp pussy. Such a beautiful cunt, he thought. The thick outer lips pout, a really prominent pussy. Those inner lips! Darker red than the outer lips, almost brown. They’ll grip Darren’s big dick tightly, he thought with a pang. “It looks very smooth there, Julie. I shaved you four days ago. Oh, here’s an early bird trying to grow right out of your lips.” He unzipped the little shaving kit and withdrew a pair of tweezers. “Not worth shaving, but it’s gotta go.” He plucked it out quickly.
“Oh!”
Luke found three more tiny hairs which he plucked.
Julie gasped at each tug. She laughed and asked, “Is this some kind of pre-payback?”
Luke laughed too. “No way, honey. But I didn’t mind hearing you… Um… ejaculate.”
As they both laughed, Luke licked her pussy again. His tongue tip dived under hood and Julie sighed. “Let’s edge together,” she said.
Luke nodded his head enthusiastically. I love eating her pussy, anytime, anywhere, he thought. He played with his stiff cock, almost immediately getting pre-cum.
Julie’s moans reached a crescendo just as Luke reached his edge. “Stop, or I’ll come!” gasped Julie, pushing his head away. Laughing they kissed. Julie glanced at the clock and said, “Okay, Luke, time I got ready. Hair first.” She sat in the chair at her vanity. She removed the long pins that held her hair out of the water. Her dark red hair tumbled down her back well below her shoulders. “Give me a loose braid,” she directed Luke.
“Ok, Julie.” Luke loved her hair and never tired of touching it. He easily twisted her hair as she liked and placed a russet barrette to hold the ends. Julie piled it on her head and affixed it with hairpins, mates to the barrette.
“Now makeup.”
Luke swirled her makeup cape around her with a flourish and fastened it at her neck. Watching Julie in the familiar ritual of putting on her face stabbed Luke to the quick. He had no task to perform. He wondered what Julie thought. Is she imagining how big it is? Or how it feels in her mouth or her pussy? She seems to want a big dick so much, I wonder if she’ll fall in love with it — and its owner.
Concealer, foundation, eye shadow, eyeliner, powder, bronzer and rouge. Luke watched it all, a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. His erection ached, but his blue balls still reminded him of his condition.
Julie inspected herself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. She stood up and faced him. “Dress me, hon.”
Luke gulped and licked his lips as Julie smiled sympathetically. He wrapped the Merry Widow around her back and zipped it up in front. “Wow, Julie, I’ve never seen them so big and round before!”
He leaned forward to lick the enticing globes, but she drew away and put a hand over her cleavage. “No, Luke, this is for Darren.” She saw the pained expression that momentarily flashed across his face. A stab of perverse pleasure surprised her with its intensity.
Luke slid his arm all the way down one stocking using his other thumb to roll it. “Will milady please lift her foot?”
Julie stretched out her leg and pointed the toe.
Luke slowly, carefully, frequently checking the back seam, drew the stocking up her calf, over her knee, and as far up as possible. He tugged the strap and fastened her garter clip, patting her thigh. “I feel like I’m in one of those JB Videos that I like to watch.” They both laughed.
As he repeated the process with the second stocking, Julie closed her hand over his erection. “More pre-cum? You do like stockings and legs!”
Luke stood still, watching as Julie slowly beat him off. “Wow! Dressing my beautiful wife for sex with another man and I’m horny as hell about it. Amazing.”
Julie jumped up and hugged him. “Oh, honey, you’re wonderful!” A quick kiss, and Julie reminded him, “The other four garters.”
Luke knelt beside her fastening each garter in turn, ensuring that the back two aligned the seam in the middle of her thighs. He held her heels as she stepped into them.
Julie opened the closet doors to reveal her full-length mirror. “Oh, yes!”
On his knees behind her, seeing her front reflected next to her back Luke felt his deepest pang of jealousy yet. “Oh, Julie,” he sobbed, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you as beautiful and as sexy. Well, our wedding day.” He choked up.
Julie pretended not to notice as she smiled inwardly. I’m as excited as when Luke took my virginity. Well, more so, ‘cause I have a basis for comparison. “Now the panties.”
Luke tugged the tight garment in place. He kissed the bird tattoo again.
Julie indicated the dress. Luke unzipped the back and held it as Julie stepped in. He tugged it up and Julie held the bodice as Luke raised the zipper. The hem cut across her thighs a couple of inches above her knees. Her deep cleavage heaved with her breathing.
“Wow, Julie.”
Smiling, Julie sat at the vanity again, crossing her legs. The welt of her stocking showed on top and her seam and a slice of her thigh below. She picked a few items out of her jewelry case. First, with a smirk to Luke, came the necklace with the key to his chastity. Earrings, a bracelet, and a couple of extra rings.
As Luke watched a shiver passed through him. He stroked his boner, which strained as though to attain an adequate size at the last minute. His blue balls ached. His heart ached. He wanted Julie to have the best time she could. He wanted her to change her mind at the last minute. His voice cracked as he said, “Have a wonderful time, Julie.”
The doorbell rang.
“Someone’s at the door, darling. Can you see who it is while I finish my makeup?”
Question for my readers: The “Lingerie Saleswoman’s Handbook.” is loosely based on a fictional book in stories by a contemporary of Agatha Christie. What was the name of the book, the name of the person remembering the aphorisms in the book, and who penned the stories? Get one answer, you'll get them all.