A Surpised Cuckold

I walked into a cuckold scene Tuesday night when I got home.  No, I didn't "catch" Diane in bed with Brian, but the feeling was almost the same.

I had just returned from a meeting with the company I will be consulting for and it was shortly after 6 PM.  Diane had left me a voice message to remind me she would be home a little later than usual.  She always attends a dinner meeting during the last week of the month.

On the island in the kitchen was a note from Diane that read:

"Didn't make the bed when I left for the office today.  That's your job anyway.  Make sure to change the sheets also.  Love, Diane"

Not a big deal.  I never expected her to make the bed before she went to work.  I also didn't expect the scene I found when I got upstairs.

Once again, on the nightstand on my side of the bed was a used condom and its wrapper.  Pillows were strewn about, with two sitting in the middle of the bed amidst some crumpled sheets and two others on the floor on what is usually Diane's side.  A black nightie and matching thong panties also sat on the bed.  It wasn't the nightgown that Diane had worn the night before.

Probably the most disturbing evidence was in the bathroom, where two large bath towels lay on the tile floor.  It was evidently clear that Brian and Diane had showered together.

I cleaned everything up and changed the sheets as I was told.  When Diane got home just before 8, the sheets had already been in the wash and were now in the dryer.  I sat reading the newspaper when she came in and gave me a kiss.  "You're pretty efficient" she said, "already drying the sheets."

I didn't say anything and Diane could tell I was upset.  We didn't talk for the better part of an hour until I finally told her I wished she would have told me Brian was coming over.  This led to a sometimes heated discussion about her decision to "surprise me" rather than let me know in advance about her meetings with Brian.

Eventually, we resolved the issue.  I understand her point a view a little better now.  I apologized for the way I had acted. 

Submissive cuckolds never bargain from a position of strength.

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Cuckolding, then Sissy Sex

The whole cuckolding dynamic seemed to intensify for both Diane and I as a result of her meeting with Brian on Wednesday.  I sat down and tried to put together a post yesterday but just couldn't seem to concentrate.  Wednesday evening was both emotionally difficult yet perversely satisfying to me.  Perhaps the most difficult thing to deal with was that Diane seemed almost blissful about the evening.

At about the time I thought they'd be halfway through their romantic encounter, my cell phone rang while I was on the practice putting green at a nearby driving range and practice facility.  Diane called and asked how I was doing and what time I expected to be home.  I told her I'd be there around 7 PM as planned.  "Eight o'clock sounds great" she said, and added an "I love you too" before hanging up.  I couldn't help but wonder if Brian had gotten there late, or if they just wanted more time together?

I haven't had the opportunity (sometimes I really wish I would) to talk with others in even remotely similar situations to mine.  I thought that after seeing Brian and having enjoyable sex with him, Diane would be more subdued, distant and probably even cold towards me in the immediate aftermath of their time together.  Wednesday was nothing like that.  Instead I got home a little after 8 PM, Diane appeared invigorated, happy and content.  Content with what had happened, but not content in that she didn't want more fun.

"Pretty yourself up upstairs and I'll be there in a minute" was what she greeted me with.  She was dressed in a dark purple satin robe I had bought her for her birthday a few years ago.  She looked like a woman who had just had sex.  A peck on the cheek and I was on my way to our bedroom.

I ignored the signs of sex that were all around.  The rumpled bed, her bra and panties that had been tossed on the floor next to what was usually my side of the bed.  There was one used condom on the nightstand, again on my side.  On a chair in a corner of the room lay the nightie I had set out for her on the bed.  I wondered if she had even used it.  I undressed and was slipping on a pink camisole with matching tap pants when I heard her coming up the stairs.

"It's your turn to get some cock tonight honey" she said with a smile, "but first, you know what you have to do."

I did know.  She went to the bed, laid on her back,  opened her robe and spread her legs.  "Go down on me and lick my well fucked pussy" she said in her most dominant voice.  She came so quickly that she held my head there for another orgasm.  I wondered how many that was for her that night?

When I had satisfied, it was time for her to have a little fun with me.  "Get ready" was all she said.  She went into our walk-in closet and got her strap-on and leather harness.  She walked back with a tube of lubricant and had me help her with the harness. 

"Get on all fours.  I want to take you the same way Brian took me tonight."  The words were sharp and stinging.  Short and to the point, they summarized the direction our relationship had taken in recent months and weeks.

No sooner had I gotten into position I heard her open the tube of lube and start applying it to her rubber dildo and then to my ass.  Laughingly, she said "I'm sorry, I forgot to make you suck it first.  I'm sure you're disappointed.  I'll just fuck you longer.  Ok honey?"

I was shocked by her attitude and by how much fun she was having, how much she seemed to be enjoying all of this.  "Ready?" she asked.  A slap on my ass reminded me that she expected an answer.  "Yes, I am" I said.  Another slap, this one much harder.  "Yes what?"  I got it right this time.  "Yes, Mistress."  I felt the tip of her cock make contact with my bottom.

Diane wasn't particularly rough.  She never is.  Sometimes, she just fucks me harder than others.  Last night was one of those times and in addition, as promised she did it longer.  She takes extreme care not to hurt me during her initial penetration and has the ability to sense when I am comfortable and begins to get into her groove. 

With her hands on my hips she told me how much she loved making love to her "wife" and how well I responded to her lovemaking.  "I thoroughly enjoy sissy sex with you terri" she told me, "and it's even better knowing how much you enjoy it as well." 

When she told me how Brian had taken her in the very position she was taking me, I couldn't control myself any longer.  I came with abandon and she slid in and out of me even harder.  "That's it honey, cum just like I did, cum like a good girl."  I collapsed but Diane had other ideas.  She pulled me back up and continued to do slide in and out of me.  The fucking continued for several more minutes until she said she had had enough.

Only then did she take me into her arms and kiss me deeply.  We had plenty to talk about before we finally got to sleep that night. 

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The Cuckold Bed

Keeping yourself busy while your wife is at home having a tryst with her lover is not the easiest thing to do.  I felt awkward 100% of the time. 

Diane met Brian at our home a little later than planned because he had a meeting that lasted longer than he expected.  That led to a phone call from Diane telling me that she would call me when it was "safe" for me to come home.  The call came while I was "enjoying" my second overpriced cup of decaf and reading several newspapers on my laptop and a trendy downtown coffee shop.  I wanted to post something on the blog while there, but the lack of privacy caused me to change my mind.

Diane's call came a few minutes after 9:30.  She and Brian had been together for nearly five hours.  A "wham bang thank you ma'am" it wasn't.

I took my time on the drive home.  I don't think I ever went over the speed limit.  I wanted to go home but was in no hurry to do so, wondering what I would find.  Disappearing from your home so that another man can make love to your wife in "the marital bed" weighs heavily on your mind.  Last night the marital bed become "the cuckold bed."  That's all I could think of.  For all the sexual excitement and eroticism surrounding cuckolding and how it plays on the mind of a submissive male, there's a real life aspect that's not always easy to deal with. 

Diane was waiting in the living room watching some news program when I got home.  She was wearing a black satin bathrobe, one that I had bought her for her birthday a few years ago.  She called it her favorite bathrobe.  I wondered if she had put it on while she was with Brian, or only after he left.

Diane approached me and gave me a kiss.  "Thanks" she said.  "I appreciate you doing what you did."

"No problem" I told her.  Yeah sure...no problem. I use that term all the time and I hate it.  I say it whether there's a problem or not.  Just another example of acquiescing to her.  Seems like everything I did or said yesterday just deepened my cuckolding. 

Earlier in the morning, just before Diane left for her office, she took out a pair of my "sissy panties", ones with rows and rows of lace across the bottom.   "I want you in these today" she said.  After thanking me last night she asked if I was still in my sissy panties.  I told her I was as she rubbed her hands over my ass so she could feel the ruffles on the panties.  "Very nice" she said. 

She suggested we go upstairs to the master bedroom.  The cuckold part of me wanted to see the bed all disheveled and every sign of cuckolding I could think off when I walked in.  The husband part of me wanted Diane to have tidied up the room before I got home and even changed the bed.  The cuckold part of me won out.  There was plenty of evidence of lovemaking everywhere. 

The bed was as unmade as could be.  The pillows were strewn all over the place, with an extra couple laying on the floor.  I wondered what the had used the pillows for?  Diane's work clothes, including her bra and panties lay on a chair in the corner of the room.  I also spotted the panty that went with the babydoll nightie she wore for Brian.  It was sticking out from under one of the pillows near the header of the bed.  An odd location I thought. 

I saw the package of magnum condoms on the nightstand on what was usually her side of the bed.  I wondered how many they had used, where they were, and whether she had put the on Brian's cock.  It was then that I looked over to the other side of the bed, my side, that I saw at least two used condoms loosely wrapped in some tissues.

I took this all in in a matter of seconds, but it seemed like it took an hour.  I know it's silly, but I thought I could almost detect a certain earthy smell of lovemaking in the room. 

Diane's voice got me out of the small trance I was in when she said "I want you to take everything off except your sissy panties and come into bed to lick me."

I stripped down to the panties and felt so much embarrassment when I couldn't hide my erection.  Diane just smiled and didn't say anything.  She took her bathrobe off, revealing the nightie I had bought on our last shopping trip together.  She rearranged the pillows so that she could lay back on them, spread her legs and watched me go down on her.  I licked the pussy where Brian's cock had been just a little while ago.  I was surprised at how wet she was.  There wasn't any trace of semen from what I could tell.  Diane was clearly aroused by this whole thing.  She came within a a few minutes.  Too soon in her opinion.  She made me stay there until she had another orgasm.

I also had an orgasm.  In my sissy panties.  Diane let me mount her and hump her while she wrapped her lovely legs around me.  Guess how long I lasted?  I messed the panties very quickly.

We lay together and it was quiet for a few minutes.  Then Diane said that before Brian left he said he wished he could spend the night.  She told him that "yeah, that would be nice.  Maybe someday."
"You know what though" she said, "I really couldn't wait for you to get home."

She had me clean up the room a bit before we went to bed.  I didn't change the sheets though.  I thought there were a few damp spots. No doubt Diane's wetness from a night of lovemaking. 

This morning I put a fresh set of sheets on the cuckold bed. 

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