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Sexually Inadequate Husbands Greet-up: Small Penis: Preparation Part 1

Flushed with victory, Julie couldn’t sleep. Luke, aided by whiskey, snored away. Julie crept out of bed, taking her vibrator with her. Downstairs, she logged on and registered herself and Luke as a couple ready for cuckolding. She wanted the Alphas to set up the meeting as soon as possible. She used the vibrator several times before returning to bed, leaving it for Luke to clean up.

In the morning Luke apologized for not giving her an orgasm before bed and offered her oral sex. She gratefully accepted, and later tapped off to work in her high heels, thinking she was the luckiest girl in the world.

After work Tuesday, Luke paid respectful attention to Julie, but said nothing about cuckolding. When not directly interacting with her, he stared off into space. They prepared dinner together and as they ate, she asked, “How you doin’, my love?”

“’’Bout as well as you can expect. It hurts, Julie, hurts all the time. But the site said the husband’s attitude makes a big difference, and I’m working on it. Tell me what to expect.”

“It may happen pretty quick, Luke. They try to give me three to choose from, guys who are supposed to do well with a first cuckolding. I meet with ‘em, coffee shop or a bar, pick one, and we plan how it will go. We’ll make the date and I’ll tell you what I’d like you to do and when.”

“I see. How soon?”

“Last I looked, two out of the three said they could meet tomorrow. Luke, it might happen as soon as this weekend.”

Luke sighed. “I can’t help but have mixed feelings about it at best. But since you’re going to cuckold me, I want the experience to be as good as possible for you. So I’ll do my best to take a good supporting role for you. I could refuse, I could sabotage it, I could plan now to squelch it after one time, but I won’t. As for this weekend, I suppose it’s all for the best. I’d rather get it over with than wait forever.”

Julie looked at him tenderly. “Luke, this is so hard for you, and you’re doing so well. I want you to know how much I appreciate, how much I love you for it.” She got out of her chair and kissed him.

He clung to her. “I don’t want to lose you!”

“I won’t lose you. Where would I get a man half as good?”

Dining room chairs are not made for intimacy, and they left the rest of dinner untouched. Over an hour later, wearing only their skimpy undies, they cleaned up.

Julie checked email. “Yep, the meeting’s set for tomorrow at six at the Alder Creek brewpub.” She looked at Luke to see how he took this news.

He set his jaw, flipped his eyebrows, and said, “I hope it goes well. You’ll tell me about it after?”

“Of course. You have a right to know, and besides there’ll be plans.” She hugged him again.

Luke said, “I’d like some time to myself. I’ll probably look at the site to help prepare me.” With another kiss, he went downstairs.

Julie looked at the online bios of her three potential lovers. Alphas in Speedos posed and moved suggestively as a deep male voice read a description. Then each spoke briefly at the end.

First came Ben, a swarthy six footer with dark hair swept back to his shoulders. “Ben is 28 years old, a bodybuilder and a sailing enthusiast. He has been an Alpha with us for three years, and has always given wives who select him satisfaction. His performance ratings average 85% for charm, 93% for endurance, and an impressive 95% for technique.”

The camera zoomed in on Ben’s handsome face and broad smile. “For a first cuckolding, I want you to have the best possible experience. I’ll work with you to give you whatever you like. A first cuckolding is an important step for a couple, and I hope that you will include me in this important event.”

Julie wondered, good-looking and strong, but why the low charm score?

Next, Paul, whose milk chocolate skin contrasted nicely with his yellow Speedo. Lithe, with sleek long muscles, he was neither as tall nor as broad shouldered as Ben. He was very handsome with a craggy face. “Paul is 26, athletic, and plays competitive handball. He ‘complains’ that cuckolding cuts into sports time. He’s been with us over two years. His performance ratings average 92% for charm, 90% for endurance, and 93% for technique.”

Oh, he is handsome, thought Julie. “Congratulations on your first cuckolding. Whomever you select, you will have a memorable time. I prefer to spend quality time with the women to build the tension between us. Then, when we come together, sparks fly.”

Third, Darren, about 6 feet tall with wavy blonde hair, displayed muscles that looked hard without being imposing. Like the others, his Speedo bulged with promise. Darren wore black, contrasting with his fair skin. “Darren is 25, a runner, and a lover of classical music. He has been with us two years. The wives he’s serviced have been enthusiastic in their praise. His performance ratings average 90% for charm, a high 95% for endurance, and 92% for technique.”

Smiling like the others, Darren said, “Your first cuckolding is a very important time for you and for your husband. I want to work with you to give you the best possible experience, and to treat your husband as you wish and as he deserves.”

Julie’s thought handsome enough, and very different from how Luke looks. I like what he said about how to treat Luke. So far, it’s Darren’s to lose.

She leaned back in her chair, grinning. Soon, very soon, one of these men is going to impale me with his big cock and I’ll finally find out what it’s like to be well fucked. She lifted her skirt and discarded her panties. She replayed the videos, fingering herself to an orgasm.

Downstairs, the sultry-voiced female narrator guided Luke’s preparations.

The time leading up to your first cuckolding is very important. You can’t avoid many poignant and contradictory feelings, all the way from the sinking feeling in your stomach, through anger and denial, always returning to a state of acceptance when you think of your wife and her pleasure. Those feelings of arousal, those raging boners are all part of the process. Accept these feelings, rejoice in them. They are inevitable, so feel them to the utmost. Feel the contrast between the twisting anger, the relief, the horniness, the joy. Let your fear sharpen your desire.

Dote on your wife in this time. Do her favors, and allow her the space she needs. Be sure to take the space that you need. Sit with your emotions and focus on your wife’s pleasure. You’ll be mentally prepared to help her have the best possible experience — and a very deep part of you will feel very good for giving your wife this precious gift.

Another way you can enhance her anticipation is to provide only oral sex leading up to the cuckolding. She will be extra hungry for the new penis.

Similarly, we feel it’s best if you have no orgasms or ejaculations in this time. If allowed by your wife, periods of gentle stimulation, as far as the first pre-cum, are very good idea. In a way that must be experienced rather than describe , denial makes you more receptive to the pleasurable aspects of cuckolding.

Luke took this in with a wry smile. I might have known. Well, I agreed do what I could to make Julie’s time the best possible. Now they’re telling me cuckolding can be good for me. I seriously wonder about that. He closed up the computer and carried it upstairs.

Julie, partially satisfied and fully dressed once again, met Luke with a kiss. “Hi honey, all good?”

“Yeah, I’ve got some things…” He sniffed the air ostentatiously. He forced jocularity into his voice. “I smell that you haven’t been idle while waiting for your new lover.”

Julie smiled and laughed, “Busted!”

Luke just shook his head. He took her hand and led her to the couch. “Honey, they… The Sexually Inadequate Husband site recommends all oral for you between now and the big … the cuckolding. Also no ejaculation or orgasm for me. They said if it’s okay with you, it’s good for me for me to get hard but not cum. I don’t get it, but it’s to make everything work for you.” He paused, gulped and spoke without making eye contact. “The Sexually Inadequate Husband site said that humiliation is inevitable with cuckolding. No shit. They said you might want me to do some humiliating things even more. Really?”

Julie touched him to get him to look at her. “Luke, I love you and although I might do things to tease you or to enhance my experience, but I won’t insult you or put you down or do anything like that. Darren will treat you with respect.” Everything I said is true, she told herself. I hope he feels the same way, but I have my doubts.

Julie smiled up at Luke and put out her arm invitingly. They kissed. Luke’s kiss was ardent, whether from passion or desperation Julie couldn’t discern. She gently placed a hand on his limp penis. Luke’s only response is to hold her more tightly. Julie reached for his zipper and he raised his hips. His cock sprang out, fully erect. Julie slipped to the floor and laid her head on Luke’s thigh. She pumped his cock up and down.

Luke watched her. Her eyes never left his cock, and a smile played across her lips. Her tongue darted out and she licked his tip.

Her eyes flicked to his. “Luke, I love you and I appreciate everything that you do, everything that you are. Nothing can change that.” With that, she took his penis into her mouth and sucked vigorously. After a few minutes, she tasted Luke’s precum. She withdrew her mouth and squeezed the base of his cock with her thumb and forefinger. “Precum. According to them I should stop, right?”

“That’s what they say.”

“We’re already breaking rules, so I’ll edge you as often as I like.”

Luke grinned and groaned, “I thought you’d say something like that.” He leaned back in his seat and held Julie’s head in both hands.

Julie sucked him, sometimes bobbing, sometimes concentrating on the cockhead. She licked the shaft, flicked her tongue tip over his frenulum. Luke’s ankles beat a tattoo on the floor as she tasted more pre-cum. She paused for a moment, then resumed. Very quickly, she tasted more pre-cum. “That’s all for now, lover,” she said patting the penis affectionately. “Put it away for the next time.”

“I knew that was coming,” said Luke resignedly. He smiled affectionately and kissed his wife. “Oral for you?”

“Thanks, hon, probably later. I’m still kind of buzzing from fingering myself.”

Luke took a deep breath. “What brought it on? Anticipation?”

“Anticipation enhanced by online bios.” She scanned Luke’s face anxiously.

“Ah. See anyone you like?”

“Can we just leave it at yes?”

“I think that’s best. It’s all up to you anyway.”

Julie, at a loss for words, kissed him. Luke put his penis away and they watched the 10 o’clock news, holding hands and occasionally commenting.

They went upstairs, where Julie edged Luke twice more with her warm mouth. Luke brought Julie to three orgasms.

When Luke lifted his head from between her thighs and sat up, Julie noticed pre-cum sparkling on the tip. She looked at him quizzically.

Luke looked at his erection and twirled his tip between his thumb and first two fingers. “Julie, I’m very horny and sensitive. Would you please put me in my cage for the night?”

“Of course, dear, if you think it best. I’m very glad you asked. Please go get the ice.”

“Yes, dear.” Naked, he went downstairs, soon returning. Julie accepted the ice pack and in a moment Luke’s semi hard penis shriveled to its tiny flaccid size.

Luke handed the clear path plastic cage to his wife. “Julie, please put this on me. I’m so conflicted and horny I’m not sure I can control myself.”

“Caging you is always fun.” She grinned at him as she fitted the ball retainer behind his scrotum. The shrunken penis easily fit into the tube. The shafts and spacers lined up. Snick! “Locked Luke,” said Julie with a smile. “You know, I like the look of your penis in the cage.”

Luke laughed. “I don’t like the cage, but in a case like this it helps me be obedient. Believe it or not, hon, I don’t mind the look either. I can’t figure it out. Maybe it’s because it makes it look bigger, but I don’t think it’s that.”

Julie patted it. “It makes a nice package for a girl to unwrap when she wants to play.”

“Maybe that’s it.” He got into bed, they embraced and fell asleep.

In the morning, Julie brought Luke to two quick edges and gratefully accepted oral sex in return.

“Julie, all this edging gave me a mild case of blue balls. I’d no way jerk off at work…”

“That wasn’t always true!”

Luke lowered his eyes submissively. “No, that was a one-time exception, never to be repeated. Anyway, it feels most fitting for me to be in the cage. Would you please replace it for me?”

Julie, clit still humming from Luke’s ministrations, felt a gush between her legs that his request. Oh, I love having him ask to be locked up! She agreed, and soon heard the click of the lock.

At breakfast, Luke asked, “What’s the program today?”

“I’ll skip the gym to meet the three men. I’m pretty sure I know which one I’ll select, so the initial meeting won’t go long. I’ll talk, and talk only, with the One, so I’ll probably order dinner. You can eat out also or there’s leftover salmon. I’ll come home right after the meeting.”

With a sigh and a forced smile, Luke accepted this. “I do hope it goes well for you, Julie.”

At the door, their goodbye kisses were particularly poignant.

Julie arrived early at the brewpub. She wore thigh highs, very skimpy panties, high heels, a tight black skirt and a formfitting green blouse. At work, only her top two buttons were undone. Now, two others and a tug at her neckline revealed her deep cleavage. As she waited, swinging her heel impatiently, her pussy and nipples tingling, she played a little game. I bet Ben orders a stout, Paul a lager, and Darren a Belgian.

Darren and Paul arrived a few moments later. They introduced each other, and shook hands with Julie. “Ben texted that he’s stuck in traffic, but close.” Darren looked at his watch.

Julie asked Paul about competitive handball. He barely started his answer when Ben arrived. He sat down as the waitress bustled to their table. Ben ordered the lager, Paul asked for a porter, and Darren asked for “your hoppiest IPA.” Julie smiled to herself. Way to guess, girl, 100% wrong she told herself as she ordered a margarita.

The drinks arrived promptly. The man looked at Julie expectantly. She savored the moment. Three handsome, experienced, big-dick swinging studs, eager to fuck her. Take your pick, Julie, she said to herself, unable to resist licking her lips.

The smiling men laughed.

“It does go to a girl’s head!” said Julie. She let out a big sigh of contentment. “Gentlemen, thank you for coming. I don’t think this needs to take long. I’d like to confirm the impressions I got online. So have a view questions I’d like you to answer.”

Nods and murmurs of assent.

“First, what do you think is your top erotic move or skill?”

The men looked at each other, uncertain who should go first.

“I came late, so I’ll answer first.” Ben looked at Julie intently. “I think my staying power is excellent. I can’t recall the last time that I failed to hold myself until my partner was ready. It was long before I started servicing the lovely ladies of SIH.” He smiled and flipped his eyebrows suggestively. His admiring gaze at her cleavage would have been rude in another context.

Julie smiled. “Well, I like a long-lasting lover. How about you, Darren?”

Darren held her eyes with a dazzling smile. “I really have two, but one doesn’t get used all the time. I like giving, and the ladies love receiving my long, slow entry. Never fails.” He nodded confidently.

“Sounds very intriguing,” said Julie, meeting his eye. “What’s the other one?”

“For wives who are into it, I have a spanking technique that can’t fail to give a woman erotic pleasure as well as stinging erotic pain. Some women even cum while I spank them.”

“Spanking! How many times has my husband asked to spank me? I had to tell him never to bother me about it again. Instead, since we started with the Sexually Inadequate Husbands Greet-up I spank him. Sorry, Darren, not into it. I love spanking Luke, but what’s good for that gander is not good for this goose. To sexually mix metaphors.”

“No problem, no disappointment. I’m definitely all about service to you, milady.” He smiled engagingly.

“I like the sound of that. Paul?”

“All the ladies like what I do when we put her ankles to my shoulders for the deepest possible penetration. It’s special, and I hope you experience it very soon. If not, don’t miss it later. ”

“Mysterious and intriguing. I like that.” She thought for a moment. “Second question. How about we answer in the reverse order, Paul first?”

Everyone nodded.

“Okay, what’s your best reason why I should pick you?”

Paul licked his lips, taking a moment to think. “I seek to give you a real sexual pampering. Back rubs and extensive pussy licking between the times that one of his mounts the other. Slow sensuous lovemaking alternating with hip pounding, screaming and bellowing. Tenderness.”

“Wow. The girl wants that in her life. Darren?”

“I like to let the erotic tension between us crackle before our first coupling. I want to pleasure you in the way that feels best to you. I want to help make this cuckolding as positive as possible, not just for you, but for your husband. I want you to repeat this empowering sexual adventure many times.”

“Oh, I like the sound of that goal. Ben?”

“I talked about my staying power for the last question, but now I’d like to focus on my technique. It’s my highest score, and 95% is rare. Slow and sensuous, fast and furious, anything in between, many different positions, lots of fun. The wife I serviced last night said I was the most imaginative lover she’s had.”

“Luke and I don’t try that many positions. I’ll have to check you out, Ben, but another time.” Now I understand the charm score, thought Julie.

“All three of you have impressed me. I want to enjoy all three of you at one time or another, but for my first, I choose Darren.” She favored him with her brightest grin.

Ben and Paul grinned good-naturedly and shook Darren’s hand. They congratulated him and thanked Julie for her time and for considering them. Both stressed they were very eager to service her in the future. Carrying their drinks, they headed to the bar. A young waitress, face ringed by thick black ringlets, took Julie and Darren’s orders.

Darren and Julie grinned at each other. “Julie, I’m honored that you selected me. I’ll do my very best to shake the house down or at least break the bed.”

Julie laughed. “That might be dangerous. I’ll settle for a sensuous and vigorous fuck with several repeats.”

“That’s guaranteed, Julie.” He wiggled his eyelids. “Julie, you may have sharply defined, specific desires for what you’d like to have happen, or perhaps fleeting images or vague ideas. Whatever your hopes or expectations, please let me know. My only desire is to make those things come true for you. You can tell me now, or by email later, but the sooner the better. So, lovely lady, what is your pleasure?”

Julie smiled. “Sure is nice to have a certified cocksman ask me that! Since Luke finally agreed, I’ve hardly been able to think of anything else. Not to mention before that.” They both laughed. “Darren, I’ve never seen, let alone touched or sucked or fucked a truly big cock. Only Luke’s, about 4 ½ inches aroused.” Darren held her eyes with an understanding nod. “I think I want to savor it, the look, the feel, the taste, I’ve imagined for so long. Then, when my pussy’s dripping, slowly slip it into me and sensuously fuck me, to a belly-slapping finale. Many deep cock orgasms for me! I hope when your time comes, we come together. Repeat many times, with different positions. In the morning, at least once more.”

“I love the way you describe that, Julie. We’ll need lube, so you don’t get sore.”

“I have a good supply. Luke uses it when he brings me off with my vibrator.”

“I see.” Darren nodded sympathetically. “I’ll be a lot better for you.” He fixed her with a confident stare.

“What about you?” Julie asked. “Is there anything I can do to make it unique or sexy for you? I mean, I’m a little bit nervous whether I’ll do it well enough for you. I’ve only been fucked by tiny Luke.

“I appreciate you asking, but I want to reassure you. You’ll do fine. Just respond naturally and relax, I’ll provide the stimulation. As for what I like, I like it all. I do love licking a woman’s pussy, and hope you let me do that, but the focus is all on your pleasure. I will be fulfilled if I make you feel good in the way you want.”

“And your penchant for spanking?”

“I’ll indulge with those who like it. I sure don’t want to spank a woman doesn’t like it. What’s the fun of that?”

“Okay, I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“No worries. Everything consensual.”

They smiled at each other, relaxed. “This feels very good, Darren.”

“Yes, indeed it does. Very good. I have one more aspect to discuss.”

“Yes?”

Darren settled back in his chair, and took a sip of his drink. A busboy brought them their food.

“Julie, a certain degree of husband humiliation is inherent in any cuckolding. In some ways, it’s worse the SIH way. Let’s say a guy discovers his wife’s been having an affair for six months. What does he do? Gets pissed off. We hope he doesn’t hit her. He maybe leaves or kicks her out. He calls her a bitch or worse. He may cat around or demand a divorce. Basically, he takes refuge in rage.

“For Luke, it’s different. He feels rage, whether he shows it to you or not. He has all those feelings building up and rushing towards the crescendo, when I righteously fuck you. And in the meantime, he may be real hangdog, or perhaps he’s the honest type who accepts that it’s going to happen and does his best to cooperate. Where you think Luke’s at?”

“Luke is amazing. I don’t know a guy who’s as in touch with his feelings as Luke. Frankly, that means way more to me than his small cock. A guy comfortable with emotions is more rare than a big cock. I see the hurt and fear in his eyes, but I also see him hope I’ll have a great time. He’s doing everything that he can.”

“That’s fantastic, Julie. I truly hope it works out not only because I get to fuck you but because it could help both of you. But now we come to what might be hard for you.”

“Oh?”

“How do you feel about Luke’s humiliation? If you’re like most of the wives, you’ve had years of unnecessarily lousy sex because he wouldn’t focus on your pleasure. That right?”

“Oh, yes. Very much so.”

“So how much do you want him to suffer because of the pain he’s inflicted on you? Do you want to minimize his pain out of consideration for him? Is your anger so hot you want to ridicule and make fun of him? Or are you in between, wanting some payback for the pain you endured by making him do things that excite you but are hard for him?”

Taken aback, Julie blinked several times. “What a good question. I don’t think I’ve ever thought of it that way.” She looked off into the distance for several moments. Her eyes flickered to Darren’s, then away again. In a subdued, surprised voice, Julie said, “You know, I never realized I was so vengeful. I’ve already made him suffer, or struggle, or spanked him hard. I loved every second of it. I always felt I simply reacted to whatever happened at the time. But I am still angry about all that deprivation and his self-serving bullshit. I don’t want to ridicule him; I love him, that hasn’t changed. But to see him squirm some more? Yeah!” She paused again and smiled at Darren. “Wow. Thank you for that question. What shall we do to him?”

Conspirators, they put their heads together, laughing and smiling. She and Darren discussed several options, including some contingency plans in case Luke balked. Julie took notes at one point. They compared schedules and discovered they had no more than 48 hours to wait. Friday.

Finished, they stood and looked each other in the eye. Julie, excited, couldn’t stand still and bit her lip. “Hugs and kisses, no more?”

“I insist on it,” said Darren with a sly smile. “It’s all about anticipation.” He opened his arms and they hugged. Julie turned up her face and they kissed passionately — once. Darren broke the kiss with a smile. “You go ahead, dinner’s on me.”

Back home, Julie found Luke, uncharacteristically irresolute, standing in the living room.

He eyed her balefully. “What’s the news?”

“I have plenty to tell you. A drink and we’ll sit on the couch?”

“Okay, what would you like?”

“I need a stiff one. Three fingers?”

Luke, headed to the kitchen, turned and faced her, a sardonic smile on his face. Julie looked at him quizzically, mentally played back her last statement, and cracked up. “You can see where my mind is.”

Luke shook his head. “I’m surprise I can laugh. Three stiff fingers for the lady.” He soon returned with two tumblers of ice and poured them drinks from their liquor cabinet. They sat next to each other on the couch and kissed.

Luke looked at her. “Okay, I’m ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Luke laughed at himself. “I’m so nervous about this cuckolding thing, I forgot I have the cage on. Please, Julie, let me out. I’ve been a good boy.”

She laughed and pointed up in the air Luke stood and turned to face her. She dropped his pants and said, “Step out of them. I’ll play with you while I talk about my sexy encounter.”

Luke knit his eyebrows. Was that a good idea?

With a dazzling smile, Julie slowly drew the key, suspended by a silver chain, up from between her breasts. Holding Luke’s gaze, she pretended to have difficulty fitting the key in the lock, prolonging his release. A click and a tug. Luke’s penis, wrinkled and soft, rested on her fingertip. Julie squeezed it between her thumb and forefinger, then concentrated on rotating the tip. Luke elongated, thickened, stiffened. Julie wrapped her first two fingers and thumb around it, stroking.

“Oh, thank you, Julie. It feels so good to be released, not to mention you stroking me off.”

“Not off. Remember, edging but no cumming!”

“Oh, I remember. Only too well.” He smiled as he said it and tousled Julie’s hair affectionately.

She grinned up at him. “Sit next to me and slide your butt forward so I can play with your cock.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” When he got in position, he looked at her expectantly. “Okay, Julie, tell me the fate you’ve decided for us.”

Julie favored him with a dazzling smile, a kiss, and a few extra squeezes. If he is forcing it, he’s doing a marvelous job, she thought. “In a moment. Now, I’m enjoying your penis. I’ll tell you about my meeting after your first edge.”

“Julie, I should’ve called in sick for all the work I got done. I can’t stop thinking about it. Sometimes I rage, at me and my tiny dick, sometimes at you for wanting to have sex with somebody else. Then I take a deep breath and feel very sad and tell myself you deserve better sex than I can give you. And I mean it, Julie, though it hurts so much.” Throughout his confession, Julie slowly stroked his penis, licking her lips, a sympathetic expression on her face.

“You are a wonderful husband, Luke, the best. You keep coming back to the positive, and I so appreciate that you can focus on my needs.”

“All day, sometimes when I was feeling sad and whenever I thought of your pleasure, my cock swelled and tried to get out of the cage. Now, you’re giving me a big case of blue balls.”

“Oh, good! I love it when you have blue balls. Are you close to edging?” She squeezed a little harder, stroked a little faster.

“Oh, Julie, that did it. Edging!”

Julie slowly stroked her fingers up to the top of his tip and rotated them.

“Oh, Julie please!”

With a laugh, Julie dropped her hand to fondle his balls as Luke gasped in relief. “Let me know when I should resume.”

Luke took two deep breaths, waited, and smiled at Julie. “More, please.”

Julie stroked him very slowly. “Let’s play a game. I’ll describe the three men as objectively as possible. When I’m done, you tell me which one I picked.”

Luke’s jaw dropped. He looked stricken for a moment. He swallowed and looked at Julie with a weak smile. “Well, I said make this as good as possible for you. I suppose your game is the best way to include me in this part. ” He kissed her, clung to her. “Julie, I love you so very much.”

“I love you too, honey, always.” She increased the pressure on his cock.

Luke relaxed and closed his eyes. “Oh, Julie that feels marvelous. Okay, you’ve jerked me into receptivity. Tell me all about it.” He opened his eyes and smiled.

“I arrived at the pub before any of the guys. I sipped water in one of the circular booths. I felt keyed up, and I confess my pussy was damp.”

“I can imagine. Just like me, pre-cumming like now from anticipation.”

They both watched as Julie massaged Luke’s pre-cum up and down his shaft. “Two of the guys arrived together and the third showed up right away. Luke, have you any idea what a thrill it is for a girl to have three handsome, sexually reputable men eager for me to take me to bed?” She kept her eyes on his face.

An involuntary pained expression flashed, followed by a sigh. He met her eyes “I’m sure it was a great thrill for you, Julie. Sometimes I play with myself I fantasize beauties vying for me. My fantasy, your reality.”

“I indulged in a small fantasy. I imagine the guys showing up in tight jeans so I could check out their packages. No luck. Loose slacks.”

Eye roll. “Oh, I’m so sorry for you.”

Julie laughed and slapped his cockhead a couple of times. “Take that for sarcasm.”

Luke laughed as she resumed her maddening slow pumping.

“Paul is just under 6 feet, a light-skinned black man, with a craggy face and eyes that drew mine. He was soft-spoken and easy to talk to. He said he likes to spend some time getting to know one another building the tension ahead of the big event. I like that. Give me an edge for Paul.” Julie stroked faster.

“He sounds considerate,” Luke managed to say. He gasped from the effort not to explode. “Edging!”

“Good for you.” She let go, smiling as he took deep breaths.

“Who is second? I’m ready for more of this torment.”

Smiling, Julie said, “I’ll tell you about Darren next. He’s 6 feet, and looks strong without looking like a bodybuilder. Has good curly hair like you, but blonde and wavy, not tight like your curls. He emphasized how much he wanted to make the first cuckolding excellent for me and he even mentioned your feelings.” With an expectant smile, she concentrated her fingers on his cockhead.

“Edging, Julie! Edging!” Julie eased off as he gasped, “Oh, my blue balls.”

“Ache, do they, dear?” Julie said sweetly.

“You know they do; you made them that way.”

“And you love it, every second.”

He kissed her, then said, “I love the teasing. The cuckolding? Time will tell.”

In response, Julie kissed him. “Ready for number three?”

“In for a penny…”

“Ben’s also about 6 feet, may be a bit more. He looks more like the classic stud than anyone else. Dark hair down to his broad shoulders, arms swinging, very muscular, very male. He, too, said that he wanted to make the experience the best possible for me.”

Luke edged almost immediately. His eyes rolled wildly and he made a funny gulping sound that only emerged when he was struggling mightily for self-control.

Julie let go and smiled at him. “Luke, just think. A few short weeks ago you never could have had this much control. You’ve come such a long way. I love you so!” She hugged him and kissed him, releasing his penis to give it a break. The kiss was prolonged and passionate.

When they came up for air, they smiled at each other. “Luke asked, “Where were we?”

“You are going to guess who I picked.” She wrapped her hand around his penis once again. “Think out loud, I’d like to hear. To help you gather your thoughts, instead of just a hand job I’ll suck you. Men always do their best thinking when they’re getting their cocks sucked.”

“Right,” said Luke. But he didn’t object when Julie’s lips closed over his shaft. “I don’t think it would be Ben, ‘cause he sounded too macho and stereotypical. Oh, Julie that feels so good!

“Darren I think would be your second choice, ‘cause he sounds considerate.” He opened his eyes and looked at Julie as he said this. “Uh, unk.” More grunts as he sought control. “I think you picked Paul because he sounds really nice and I think… Well, you know what they say about black guys.” He gasped as Julie kept sucking. “Ready to cum, ready to cum!”

With a pop, Julie released him. “Yum! Tasty pre-cum.”

Luke, arms and legs splayed, lay back breathing deeply. Recovering, he looked at her. “So who’s the lucky guy?”

She grasped his penis and stroked very gently and slowly. “I can suck and talk at the same time, but it’s not very effective. But this seems to work. You’re nice and stiff.

“You are right about Ben. His looks and long hair were very sexy, but his attitude was a little off-putting. As for Paul, he was plenty handsome, and seemed considerate. The black thing doesn’t mean anything to me. He would’ve been my second choice.

“But I picked Darren. Plenty good-looking, had a stronger emphasis on my pleasure than the others. But the clincher was that he was considerate of you, honey.”

“Oh Julie, that makes me feel so much better. Really. I wanted it to be him for that reason but I was afraid…”

She silenced him with a kiss. Luke just approved my choice of his cuckolder, she thought. She shuddered and clung to Luke as a small orgasm passed through her.

When they were ready to talk, Julie laughed. “Well, you got two answers right on the quiz. Good enough for Carl Kassel’s voice in your answering machine.” Both NPR fans laughed. “I could use a drink. You?”

“Sure.” Luke pulled his clothes together, mixed them some drinks. He looked at Julie, gulped and asked, “When?”

“Remember you said you wanted it soon if it was going to happen? Neither of us has plans for Friday night or Saturday morning.”

“Wow, that’s pretty soon, all right.” Luke stared off into space, breathing deeply through his nose.

Julie sat still, watching his face intently.

Luke forced a smile and met her eyes. “Anything else I should know?”

Julie gulped. Another hard bump in the road loomed ahead. “Well, there are some preparations…” She trailed off.

“Preparations?”

“Yes, Darren said he’d like me to be dressed in certain lingerie. We’ll have time to go shopping after work tomorrow.”

“We? Why do I have to go?”

“To help me select. A male’s input will be very helpful, and you know a lot about lingerie… And, Luke, it’s most fitting that you pay for my new outfit.”

Disgusted, Luke snorted. “I might’ve known. I read about that on the site. In my also supposed to pay for your going out with them?”

“I guess you read about that, too.”

“Yeah. Anything else?”

“Well, nothing we don’t usually do together. Run my bath, lay out my clothes, help me dress. And you know how much better you trim my pussy than I can. I want to be as clean and pretty for Darren as I am for you.”

“Oh, is that all?” Sarcastic and bitter.

Betraying nothing by her demeanor, Julie thought, that’s all until afterwards.

Luke sat silently, occasionally sipping from his drink, avoiding Julie’s eyes. After several minutes, he spoke. “Julie, I never had such mixed feelings in my life. Ever. I don’t want you to fuck someone else. Just as strongly, absolutely as strongly, if you can be fucked better than I can do it, I want it to happen for you. So I’ll do everything that you ask, and I’ll try to do it with a smile. Sometimes, Julie the smile is genuine. I sometimes get hard-ons thinking of you being fucked so well. I have no idea how I’ll react to the reality.” He sighed again, then looked at her. “Julie, I need some time to digest this. Okay with you if I go downstairs for a while?”

“Of course, dear. I can only imagine how tough this is for you. I appreciate everything that you’re doing.” They kissed, both a bit clingy. Luke moved away first and headed downstairs, taking his laptop.

Julie logged on to Cuckoldress Chat and gossiped with her support group. All agreed she was doing well and should have a wonderful time on Friday night. The phone sounded, indicating a text. Luke wrote, “Horny thinking about it. Permission to masturbate, please? I know, no cumming.”

Smiling, she quickly replied, “Go for it, Luke. Have fun!” When she shared this tidbit with her online friends, they all agreed Luke was exactly where she wanted him.

Luke came upstairs just after 10, his bowlegged walk a result of blue balls.

Julie smiled to herself. She patted the seat next to her and invited, “Sit with me and watch the news?”

The lead article described a breakthrough in an ongoing world crisis and so held their attention. At the commercial, Luke muted the TV. He looked at Julie with a wry smile. “Gotta admit, when I get in touch with the sexy aspects of cuckolding, the old bone gets really straight and really hard.”

“Oh, I’m so glad you feel that way.”

“Well, some of the time. Other times…”

“Let’s not go there.”

“Agreed. I’m only discovering how much I love you, or I couldn’t contemplate this at all. When it comes right down to it, I want the best for you, whatever the price — except our relationship.”

Julie hugged him tightly and kissed him deeply. The news forgotten, the silent screen flickered while Luke got on his knees and buried his face between Julie’s thighs. After several orgasms, she suggested they go upstairs.

Julie used her hand and mouth to bring Luke to several more precarious edges.

“Julie, Julie! I can’t take anymore! I forgot the ice!”

“This works.” She slapped his shaft back and forth. The sharp transition from pleasure to pain brought Luke down from his edge.

“Ya, it worked, but what a surprise — and the sting!” He laughed. “Gotta admit, it looked kinda funny waving around like that.”

Julie laughed, too.

“If all this edging was to give me blue balls, it sure worked! They hurt.”

“It’s all in a good cause.”

“Remind me.” He looked at her slyly.

“I can’t remind you, silly, because I never told you. You just have to trust me.”

“I see. Trust my loving wife who plans to cuckold me the night after tomorrow. You know what? I do trust you. Keep me in blue balls all you want. But please Julie, I am very desperate. Would you please put my cock back in its cage?”

“Naturally, dear. I think it’s best also.”

Locked once again, Luke used his tongue for Julie’s pleasure, and again in the morning. She edged him before his shower and afterwards, sending them off to work caged.

Thursday, Luke waited for Julie in the lobby of the gym. When she arrived, he begged her for the key to his chastity. “I don’t want to try to hide it in the locker room,” he explained.

Julie laughed, saying, “It would be fun to make you go in there that way. But here you go.” She drew the key from around her neck and handed it to him. After their workout, they ate dinner at a nearby restaurant, making only small talk. They headed off to their favorite lingerie shop. Luke’s cock frequently surged, aroused by the sexy aura of cuckolding, while at the same moment his stomach felt queasy. Julie tried to contain her soaring joy.