As I said, all that occurred with Carl is history today, but it shows me how far Janet has come.

View attachment 9403231 Trying to remember where I left off, oh let's see... Carl's second trip thru DFW was a month later and I think he missed Janet, I know she missed him. Carl and Janet were now talking by cell several times a week and she had replaced me as his primary contact so I can't discuss what they had talked about with specific clarity, but I do know Janet was talking about him more and more. I think this was because she was becoming more comfortable with him in their relationship; she was growing to like him as a person and I thought that was important. Janet can be like most everyone daring and forward when she is under the influence but establishing a relationship when she is stone sober is a little different.

I had been too busy with day to day living when Janet suggested on one Saturday afternoon that we should party the remainder of the weekend, I was totally caught by surprise and I asked her why? She said Carl was coming the following weekend and she didn't want us to have sex after Sunday evening and then I understood. This happened years earlier when we were introduced to the lifestyle by Mary and Jerry; Janet had had told me if she didn't come all week before we saw them she would be extremely horny so we implemented that practice and now she wanted to the same with Carl and I said, 'OK'.

We always sleep nude and Janet has nice breasts and sensitive nipples; there might even be a picture of her that I've posted here, but that night when we went to bed she was wearing an old football shirt of mine that I'd given her a couple of years earlier. She didn't want me to see her tits, what was I going to do attack her in rage fueled by my testosterone View attachment 9403221 View attachment 9403221 ?

To be perfectly honest by Wednesday I had become annoyed, as I said, we sleep nude...aka, naked and at least two or three times a week my hard dick is in the crack of her beautiful ass and my hands are cupping her grapefruit sized breasts teasing her erect sensitive nipples; not now, OFF LIMITS ! My dick was leaking clear fluids, I wanted to fuck her so badly. This was verboten aka my sweet horny wife, but Carl would cool off her hot pussy soon enough.

Janet called me at work on Wednesday and had we went to North Park Mall which we think is the best mall in Dallas though we went to the Galleria too. Her birthday was coming up and I thought she wanted to provide me with some ideas; we don't exchange Christmas gifts although we go all out on each others birthdays. Well, I was wrong, she wanted to pick up several dresses to wear going out with Carl and she wanted my opinion. Each time I selected a dress I thought was hot she selected one that was shorter, tighter or more revealing and I must admit all of her selections were conspicuously provocative. Next, we went to Victoria's Secret, I thought she had plenty of underwear but she wanted several pair of lace g-string thong panties and two cupless cage bras. I dutifully paid for these articles and then she wanted to stop at the Electric Boutique to see if she had missed anything.

Driving home Janet almost shivered as she told me, "I need Carl's big cock inside me so badly Baby, I've missed it so much this week. I can't stop thinking about me telling you driving home how he was perfect and I wanted to fuck him; you knew I needed someone else to fuck me, you found him for me. I love you so much Baby, but admit it, you're not capable of making me come the way Carl does." I knew I wasn't, his dick is huge and I admitted that to her, "I can't make you orgasm the way Carl can, you deserve to fuck him". Janet continued, "I know you would like to watch Carl fuck me but I don't want you in the house watching us, but I'll leave the shades up in the bedroom and you could be outside in the backyard by the pool and see into our bedroom if you wanted; I can't stop you from masturbating, I mean if you wanted to". What the hell was Janet trying to do I thought to myself, turn me into some sort of pervy voyeur. The last thing my lovely wife wanted to discuss as we neared our exit to turn into our neighborhood didn't surprise, "Sweetheart, I want you to lick Carl's semen out of my pussy this weekend, every time I fuck him and Saturday night I want you to suck his dick and that means you will join us". She quickly added, "I don't mean until he ejaculates in your mouth although I want to see that soon, I just want you to clean my pussy juice off of his dick and if anything else happens between you and Carl it's up to you. I would like for you and me to sixty-nine on Saturday evening while Carl fucks me from behind and when he fills me with his semen you can take care of it".

I pulled into our driveway and my dick hard was leaking clear fluids again, but before I could look at Janet she was wearing my old football shirt again. Damn, was my hot little wife intentionally trying to drive me over the edge? I knew I wanted to suck Carl's black penis, but, of course, that was a tacit admission that I was a flaming cuckold and I thought we had left all that behind. View attachment 9571151 View attachment 9571151

Thinking about Wednesday night the next day I knew Janet was right when she made me her cumslut in Mexico I had effectively become her cuckold, I just didn't know it. Further, I knew it was better to be inside than outside although I would be outside on Friday evening and I had swallowed my own cum for years, it was no big deal; I just didn't want Carl to think I was some damned cuckold who wanted his wife to fuck other men. I had read The Rational Male written by Rollo Tomassi and I knew the bullshit promulgated by Women's Studies departments throughout our increasingly progressive country. However, he was fucking my wife far better than I ever could and when I met her she had been fucked by one dude at the University of Texas at Austin; today she'd had sex with a dozen other women, beginning with a dancer we met at Sue Ellens and been fucked by five other men, two from alternative night clubs we'd been part of and three black men we found on our own. She had taken over our marriage and I was now her cumslut, her words, and I was doing what she told me and, in fact, when I asked her sometime later why she had insisted I swallow my semen she had replied, "control".

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