The Cuckold & The Cuckoldress

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

A week of drudgery, trying to sell hardware tools to a disappearing number of modest outlets, finally ends. The market is small and getting smaller, the big box chain stores with pricing power capturing consumer demand.

Friday night Linda dates David, a successful lawyer who she brazenly also employs in business, no circumspection concerning conflicts of interest. So he f***s both the company and the executive engaging his professional services.

She sleeps most of the night at his house, arriving home expecting me to have breakfast waiting... and an eager tongue. Another invitation my phobic psyche politely declines.

Over eggs benedict I am offered details on a long night of squalid steamy s*x.

“My hair’s a mess, I know. David likes grabbing it during doggie style s*x,” Linda smiling sardonically in washing down fresh squeezed orange juice.

Saturday night it’s dancing... with the girls. No invite for me as I know the motivation is to expand her stable of studs. In arriving home relatively early, just after midnight, I can assume she has not scored, denied at least for one weekend night the sultry deep penetration she craves. Thus knowing there will be no traces of carnal coupling I hint at pleasing her orally... which brings laughter, a comment concerning my inadequacies as a cunnilinguist and the click of the light.

Just as well. I am expected at Miss Marsha’s at 8:00 a.m. and will need to be fresh. Thoughts of the comfort yet bizarre thrill of being in her presence will make slumber difficult. And then there’s Johnny...