Cuckold's Voyeur Road (Book 3 of The One Less Traveled )

by J. C. Wittol

  As I pulled into our driveway and shut off the car, I asked her to walk in front of me and make sure I didn’t have an unusual bulge. I didn’t want the girls to know anything. She gave me the once-over and a thumbs-up. The girls jumped out from behind the door and into our arms. I got my little one and my oldest gave Nicole a hug. I hoisted my youngest high in the air; she giggled and laughed as I twirled her around, before setting her down.

  “Wow mom, you look great!” My oldest daughter was surveying her mom. “Are those new shoes?”

  “Yes,” she replied and positively beamed. “Aren’t they cute?”

  “Yes, can I borrow them sometime?”

  I couldn’t believe she was old enough to trade clothes with my wife.

  “Hey, where would you be wearing those shoes to, missy?” My voice was alarmed and I got the eye-roll from my daughter.

  “Don’t worry about it, Dad.” Nicole winked at me. “Yes, you can borrow them, but let’s discuss it. Okay?” I started to reply, but she cut me off. “Honey, it’s a girl thing. Just leave it alone.”

  What could I do?

  Honestly, three girls surrounded me. I had no support. We definitely needed another child, and it absolutely had to be a boy! I shrugged my shoulders and headed into our bedroom, where I put on my favorite cargo shorts and a polo shirt. It was my normal weekend uniform. Nicole joined me in the closet and she started to change as well.

  She noticed the question on my face. “I like the clothes Collin bought me, but they’re a little too revealing.”

  That comment earned my wife a kiss and hug.

  “How do you like my bra and panties, baby?”

  She cocked her hip out and then gave me a slow turn. My mouth suddenly dried up, and struggled to draw breath. My heart started pounding and I could feel the adrenaline hit my system. She now wore thong panties that showed off her ass and barely covered her pussy. They were extremely sexy and fit her perfectly. The sheer bra left nothing to the imagination, and her perfect nipples pressed against the fabric. The pull of the chastity device brought me out of my daze. I turned away and took several deep breaths. Several moments passed before I got myself under control.

  “Nick?”

  Concern filled her eyes, but I held up my hands.

  “I’m okay, baby, it’s just that you’re very sexy and I don’t want to get hard in this thing. First, I don’t think I can, and second, it’s likely to be painful.”

  “Nick.” She stepped up to me and put her hands on my chest. “You can take it off if you want. That’s why I gave you a key.”

  “I want to try and wear it as long as possible. I appreciate having the key, and that makes it easier to wear. I think if you had held both keys, I’d be more anxious about it.” I kissed her nose. “Besides, it’s kinky and I’m enjoying it so far. Weird I know, but wearing it makes me feel a constant low-grade arousal.”

  Nicole cocked her head to the side. “What?”

  “It’s hard to explain, but I’m always aware of the chastity belt, and that keeps me on the edge of full arousal. Obviously, I’m not completely aroused, otherwise I’d be in pain, but it’s like a steady light stroking. It’s not enough to get me hard, but it’s more than enough to keep me aroused and focused.”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “It’s hard to put into words I guess.”

  “As long as you’re not in pain,” she said, and patted my chest. “Please take it off, if it becomes painful.”

  “Sure thing, baby.” I nodded. “I’m not into pain either.”

  Chapter Four

  We dressed and met the girls in the living room. They wanted to go shopping, and of course, Nicole was completely up for it. While shopping wasn’t my favorite thing to do, I did want to stop by Barnes and Noble as well as a few other places. We all jumped into the SUV and made the trek to the new and swanky mall. It had attracted some very high-end stores, and I worried for my bank balance each time we visited, because it was easy to spend a lot of money. We made plans to have lunch at a trendy pizza restaurant. The girls went in one direction, and I went in another.

  I made reservations for lunch at the pizza place, before heading over to the men’s store. The sales woman was very cute, and she flirted with me while I shopped. I knew her flirting had more to do with making a sale, than my good looks, but I played along. It seemed she made it a point to touch my arm frequently and when she picked out a tie or a suit; she always seemed to bend over in front of me. A bead of sweat broke out on my forehead as I refocused my attention on the clothes. The chastity device pulled firmly against my scrotum, reminding me that I needed to keep my attention away from her totally fine ass.

  The bill for the shirts and ties was a little steep, but I liked them and they were good quality, so I handed her my credit card. I thought about possibly replacing my entire wardrobe, if I got this promotion. It would be nice to move up to the next financial rung of the ladder. This promotion would go a long way towards our kids’ college fund and maybe an early retirement.

  I met my girls for lunch and we scarfed on some seriously good pizza. Nicole and I both had a glass of wine. The girls chatted happily and showed off what they purchased. I was a little miffed to see my oldest daughter carrying a Victoria’s Secret bag. Nicole saw my expression. Her hand found my arm and she shook her head.

  Later, she mouthed to me.

  You’re damned right later.

  Okay, I understand I may be a little strict with my daughters. It’s hard to say, but I’d rather be strict now; then have to hear about them flunking out of college or worse. That comparison might be a bit absurd, but when it came to the girls, I was protective. I didn’t know how else to act.

  We finished lunch and the girls wanted to hit a few more stores. I took all of the packages to the SUV and locked them in the back. There were too many bags to be carrying around the mall, and it wasn’t too hot, so I didn’t mind. My phone rang on the way back, and I was surprised to hear Collin’s voice on the other end.

  “Nick. How’s it going?”

  “Great. How about you?”

  “Things are good.” His tone was relaxed and friendly. “I was able to finish all my errands and I wondered if you two were available for dinner.”

  “That’s a good question. I honestly don’t know. Have you spoken to Nicole yet?”

  “Nope. I called you first, I hope you don’t mind.”

  “I don’t mind at all. Actually, I appreciate it. Thank you.”

  “No problem. So what are your thoughts about dinner?”

  “Well, we haven’t made any plans, so we’re wide open at this point. I don’t know what Nicole has in mind, but I’ll check with her.”

  “Cool. I’d like to have dinner, so will you check with Nicole and let me know?”

  “Absolutely. Thanks for the call.”

  “You’re welcome.”

  I put my phone away and headed back into the air conditioning. Anytime I stop by the mall, I always have to visit the electronics store. It’s a mecca for all things related to audio/visual entertainment. They always have the latest and greatest technology on display. As I was drooling over a huge 85 inch TV, my phone buzzed, a text from Nicole.

  They were ready to leave and wanted to meet me at the bookstore.

  As I made my way towards Barnes and Noble, it dawned on me that I’d almost forgotten I was wearing the chastity device. Besides the smoking hot girl at the suit store, I hadn’t had any issues and completely forgot I was wearing it. It wasn’t supposed to be this easy was it? I shook my head and continued to the bookstore.

  Once inside, I made my way to the bathroom and ducked into a stall. Another thought had occurred to me and it scared me. I dropped my shorts and underwear and checked my junk. A sigh of relief flooded out of me. I’d worried it had cut off the circulation to my cock, and that’s why I hadn’t felt it.

  The color of my scrotum was normal, thank goodness, and there was no numbness at all. Score one for the home team, I though
t and pulled up my underwear and shorts. I washed my hands and started searching for Nicole and the girls. We finally hooked up and headed back to the SUV. It wasn’t until we got some private time in our bedroom that I had a chance to talk to Nicole about dinner.

  “So what do you think? Do you want to have dinner with Collin?”

  “I do, but we haven’t spent any time with the girls this weekend, aside from today. I don’t want to have the sitter over again, so I’m not sure what to do.”

  “Well, if it was just the family, what would you want to do for dinner?” I asked her.

  “The girls suggested the Joe’s Crab Shack. We haven’t been in a while, so I thought it would be fun.”

  I agreed. Joe’s was a great place for dinner and we all loved the crab. Our eyes met and we both knew what the other was thinking. I raised my eyebrows and cocked my head to the side, and she gave me a naughty smile and nodded back to me.

  “Are you going to call Collin or am I?” I asked her.

  “I’ll call him.” She kissed me on the cheek and squeezed my package lightly. “And you can listen, chastity-boy!”

  She dialed Collin’s number.

  “You are a cruel little bitch, you know that?”

  “And you love it, don’t you?”

  “Maybe a little.”

  I was about to continue, but she held up her finger.

  “Collin. It’s Nicole.” She laughed and glanced at me. “I better be the only Nicole you know.” She laughed again and listened to his response. “Yes, he is still wearing it.”

  I got a wink and a smile.

  “Hey, I wanted to call you back about dinner,” she continued. “Nick said you wanted to get together.”

  I could hear his voice, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. Nicole just smiled and blushed into the phone as she listened.

  “You are so bad.” She giggled, shook her head, and refocused the conversation. “We’re going to Joe’s Crab Shack, and we want you to meet us there.”

  His voice said something, and she nodded. “Cool. I’m glad you like it.” She paused and looked at me. I nodded back to her. “You should know that our daughters are going to be with us. We wanted you to meet them finally.”

  Unable to hear his response, I went to use the restroom. Hearing only one side of the conversation was maddening. I didn’t want to eavesdrop, so I left the master bedroom and went to the living room to watch TV. Occasionally I could hear her laughter emanate from the bedroom and each time, I had to adjust my sitting position a bit. The chastity device wasn’t uncomfortable, but every time she laughed, it seemed to send a jolt through my cock.

  She joined me about a half an hour later and sat next to me on the couch. She leaned her head on my chest, and we enjoyed a romantic comedy. It was nice to sit and relax with my wife. I squeezed her against me.

  “This is nice.”

  “I agree. Sometimes it’s just nice to relax and hold each other.” She smiled up at me. “I will always love this kind of casual intimacy, and I only have that with you.”

  “That makes me happy. I need to hear things like that from you.”

  She snuggled against me and we both dozed on the couch until the end of the movie. Eventually, I managed to get up and start the laundry. The girls brought their clothes down, sorted them for me, and I got the washing machine going. The dishes needed doing as well, so I started on them. I quickly found that keeping busy, helped distract me from my plastic cage. It also had the added benefit of helping Nicole around the house, which was always a good thing.

  As the afternoon progressed, I was a man on a mission. I started the laundry, finished the dishes, and started on the upstairs bathroom. I cleaned it in record time. The vacuum and I didn’t exactly get along, but we were able to clean the upstairs carpets. Nicole came upstairs while I was vacuuming and gave me a funny look.

  “What’s up, babe?”

  She smiled at me. “Oh nothing, I was just seeing what you were doing.”

  I shrugged. “Well, I thought I’d get started on some of the stuff that needs doing. I didn’t want you to have to do it.”

  “You are an awesome husband.” I got a big kiss and hug. “I’m going to take a shower and get ready for dinner.”

  “Okay sounds good.” I checked the clock. “What time are we meeting Collin?”

  “In about two hours.”

  “Gotcha.”

  Two hours to get ready?

  I don’t question my wife any longer; I simply accept that the universe is full of things I don’t understand. The vacuum started for me again and we tackled the downstairs carpet together. I was a little reluctant to admit it, but the vacuum and I were starting to get along.

  Wonders never cease.

  I finished with just enough time to grab a quick shower and get dressed. Truth be told, the shower wasn’t all that quick because I had to take time to clean my little plastic prison. It was a lot more challenging than I anticipated, and I’m glad we had a hand-held showerhead. That helped get the water inside the tube and afterwards I used Q-tips to dry and add a little baby oil inside the tube. I glanced up halfway through to see Nicole watching me with a little smile on her face.

  We got the girls into the SUV. It was a regular hangout for us, and we enjoyed the atmosphere. My youngest headed right for the playground and was soon covered in sand and sweat. Her little pigtails had been so perfect when we arrived, but within twenty minutes, sweat and sand had plastered her hair to her face.

  Nicole and I smiled at each other. Kids could be so carefree and it was great to watch. My oldest sat quietly and sipped her drink. I think she enjoyed the time she had away from her kid sister. They got along well, but she was at an age where she enjoyed older kids and her privacy.

  “So, who’s joining us for dinner again?”

  “His name is Collin,” Nicole replied. “He’s a good friend of ours and he’s new to the city.”

  “Cool. What does he do?”

  I took this question. “He’s a financial advisor and he handles some high-end clients.”

  “How did you guys meet?”

  I wasn’t sure if it was an interrogation or just a way to pass the time, but the questions were coming fast and furious, and I started to wonder if my daughter sensed something unusual. We’d been extra careful, but kids are extremely perceptive. Nicole handled the majority of the conversation.

  “We met him at restaurant, slash bar, slash dance club,” she answered coolly. “He was new in town at the time and he introduced himself. Your dad and I talked with him almost all night, and I even danced a song or two with him.”

  I jumped in. “Yeah, he saved me from embarrassing myself and your mom. You know your dad isn’t much of a dancer.”

  My daughter smiled, she understood my lack of dancing skills, and she seemed to accept our answers. They were 99% true, so there was no reason she wouldn’t accept them. We shared a glance and then studied our menus.

  My youngest daughter came back, her face flushed and covered in sand. I laughed and Nicole rushed her off to the bathroom to clean up. Just as she left, Collin entered the restaurant and I waved to him. He smiled and came over. He was wearing a snazzy t-shirt and jeans, which showed off his muscles like crazy.

  “Collin. Hey, glad you could join us.” We shook hands and shared a smile.

  “Glad to be here. Thank you for the invitation.” He smiled at me and turned to my daughter. “Who is this young lady?”

  “I’d like to introduce you to my oldest daughter Jasmine.”

  She smiled up at him, and I could tell she was intimidated. She held out her hand.

  “It’s very nice to meet you, Jasmine.”

  My daughter blushed before replying. “Nice to meet you too.”

  “Have a seat, buddy. Nicole took my youngest to the restroom to clean her up a bit.” I rolled my eyes. “She loves the playground here.”

  “I remember my son seemed to get extra dirty just before dinner.”
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br />   Jasmine jumped in the conversation. “You have a son? How old is he?”

  “He’s twenty-two and a senior in college,” he replied.

  “Oh. What college?”

  “Harvard.”

  “Wow.”

  Jasmine was impressed and so was I.

  He gave her a wry smile. “He wanted to go to Florida State or UCLA for the football programs, but once he got accepted to Harvard, I put my foot down.”

  This was a side of Collin I hadn’t seen before, and I decided to pursue it. I couldn’t help noticing Jasmine was having a hard time taking her eyes off him.

  “Does he play football?”

  Collin nodded. “He does, but Harvard doesn’t have a strong program. I told him that when he graduates, I’ll see if I can get him a tryout with a pro team. That was our deal.”

  “Sweet deal,” I said and gave a low whistle.

  “Well, here’s the issue. I don’t mind if he pursues football and I sincerely hope he does very well. I just don’t want him relying completely on football, and neglecting his academic work. We’ve argued about this plenty. He knows that football is a dream and a Harvard degree is a reality. Hopefully his dream will come true, but if it doesn’t, then I want him to have a solid reality to fall back on.”

  It was sound thinking. Nicole came around the corner with our youngest daughter in tow. She smiled when she saw him, but kept her expression cool.

  “Hi. It’s good to see you, Collin.”

  Collin stood, a smile to match her on his face, and shook her hand. “Hi. It’s nice to see you as well. Thank you for the invitation.”

  “You’re welcome. We’re happy to have you.”

  “Who’s this?”

  Nicole looked at our daughter and smiled. “This is our youngest daughter, April. Say hi, April.”

  “Hi.”

  That was it from April.

  We had a good-sized round table, so there was an extra seat. Collin sat in between Nicole and Jasmine, with April and I sitting next to each other. The waiter came by and took our drink orders.