“It was Isaac’s idea. He encourages Charlotte to see me.”
Stephanie took a long pull on her beer, swallowed and asked, “So he’s a cuckold?”
Dez was surprised and paused with his own drink. He didn’t expect a respectable lady like Stephanie even to know what a cuckold was. Maybe he had her all wrong. She wasn’t just a nice suburban mom, but a whole lot of fun. Dez would like to have some fun with her.
Stephanie was pleased by his reaction. I’m hip, she thought.
“You know what that is?” Dez asked.
“I’m not some uptight soccer mom, you know. I know what’s going on.”
“I guess you’re not. That’s good to know.”
The waitress brought their burgers and asked if Stephanie wanted a refill. Stephanie looked down to realize she’d drank more than half her beer. She was going to just ask for water, but Dez answered for her, requesting another round. She could tell Dez was looking at her differently and was proud to have broken his expectations.
“You can’t get me drunk. We have to go back to work,” she said.
“Two beers get you drunk?” he asked.
“I didn’t say that.”
Two of the strong beers would leave her tipsy. Stephanie was a slip of a woman. She already felt heated from the first beer, and her inhibitions were dropping away.
“So about your friends…”
“Charlotte and Isaac.”
“Yes. He’s a cuckold?”
Dez laughed, pleased that she was a woman who wouldn’t be sidetracked. The way she asked made him wonder exactly what she knew about such things.
His laugh made Stephanie feel silly. She didn’t like that. She really didn’t want to come off like some naïve housewife.
“It’s not that clean-cut, Steph. Yes, he enjoys knowing Charlotte is being taken care of, even likes watching us sometimes, but he doesn’t go in for the humiliation stuff. It’s more nuanced than that. He just likes his wife to get pleasure.”
“You mean…”
“What do you think I mean, Steph?”
Stephanie leaned across the table, and this time she caught Dez looking down her sweater. It gave her a strange, warm feeling. She lowered her voice and said, “Sex, right? You guys fucked?”
Dez leaned across the table too, taking a good long look down her sweater. Stephanie knew he could see, so he wasn’t shy about looking. He looked up and fixed his eyes on hers.
“Yeah, Steph, we fucked. A lot. I fucked her all night long.”
Her eyes widened, she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t stop herself from imagining the blonde on her back, her legs in the air, while Dez pounded away at her. Did all night really mean all night? Stephanie thought Charlotte was a very lucky woman. She almost said so. It suddenly felt like they were too close in the small booth.
“Uhm, that’s…interesting.”
Dez chuckled. “That’s one word for it. Everyone had a good time.”
“Especially Charlotte,” she said without thinking. She wanted to hide, but couldn’t look away from his deep, dark eyes.
“Yes, especially Charlotte, but I hope Isaac got what he needed out of it, too.”
Dez took a big bite of his burger. Stephanie lifted her lunch too, but suddenly she wasn’t hungry. Her mind was a jumble. She had so many questions, but she didn’t want to come off as too curious—or seem too interested. This conversation had already gone dangerously far.
After a couple minutes of silent chewing, Stephanie popped a fry into her mouth and asked, “So how does Isaac join in? Does he wait, or is he with you guys from the start?”
“He’s not with us. I mean, there’s no gay stuff going on,” Dez replied defensively. “That’s cool if it’s your thing, but it’s not mine.”
“Oh, sure, I wasn’t implying anything. I was just curious,” she quickly responded.
“Yeah, right. Isaac doesn’t really get involved. I’ve been Charlotte’s Bull for a couple months now, and he used to come over and touch her in the beginning, but now he just hangs back.”
“He just watches?” Stephanie was surprised. She couldn’t imagine Andy just sitting there and watching another man screw her—if they ever even tried that sort of thing.
“Yeah, he watches, takes videos. He comes close to get his video at times, but he mostly hangs back and watches.”
“Does he…you know…”
Dez chuckled again. He loved her curiosity. She would never admit it, but Dez knew she was more than casually interested. He could see her mind working, wondering what it would be like if it was her instead of Charlotte. Dez was wondering about that himself.
“Yeah, he jerks off, but he doesn’t always finish. I don’t really ask about that. It’s his deal. I’m really there for Charlotte. Isaac and I are friendly, but we’re not like buddies.”
Stephanie misread his laughter. She thought he saw her as naïve, and she wanted to prove she wasn’t. She thought about doing something like that with her husband, but just couldn’t see Andy sitting back in a corner, jerking off to her having sex with someone else. She didn’t want to judge, but she didn’t want to see her husband being so passive. Being watched could be fun, but she would want Andy to be so turned on from watching her that he’d have to join in—even if that wasn’t the plan. Not that they would ever find themselves in that situation. Andy said it wasn’t something he was looking for in real life, and Stephanie was being honest when she said her husband was enough for her.
Dez finished his burger and wiped his hands. He washed it down with the rest of his beer and watched Stephanie as she finished. She really was beautiful. He wasn’t sure, but he guessed she was around forty. He’d always had a thing for older women, and Stephanie was certainly one he’d love to try. He suspected that if he played his cards right he’d get the chance.
Stephanie felt awkward under his gaze. She sensed it was more than friendly, and she didn’t want to give Dez the wrong idea. Still, she had to admit she liked the way he looked at her now. It made her wonder if she and Andy could do something like that. Would Andy be interested, if they were ever in that situation? It was obvious what Dez got out of the arrangement, but she didn’t understand Isaac’s role. She understood being a voyeur, but being a voyeur to your own wife? She knew Andy liked to watch her, so maybe he would like it.
“You said you’re a Bull. What’s that?” she asked, reaching for her beer.
“It’s what they call guys like me in the lifestyle. Like I said, there’s more nuance than just cucks in this. Cuckolds like to be humiliated. If the guy is just into his wife being with other men they call that a hotwife.”
“Hotwife? That’s the woman, right?”
“Yeah. There’s not really a name for the husband in that case. Weird, but I never thought about it. But the wives of these guys are called hotwives.”
“Are they all hot?”
Dez smiled. “I plead the Fifth. Everyone is beautiful in their own way.” He added, “Most of them aren’t as hot as you.”
Stephanie couldn’t stop herself from blushing that time. “Thanks, I think. I might be a hot wife, but I’m not a hotwife.”
“I don’t know. You seem pretty interested.” Dez watched her closely.
“Sure. It’s exciting.” She kicked herself. Stephanie had meant to say interesting. “But we don’t…we never…”
“You’d be very popular, Steph. You’d have no trouble finding a Bull.”
“How do you hook up with them—the hotwives?”
“The internet. There are websites.”
“Really?”
“I can text you some links.”
“I told you, Andy and I aren’t…”
Dez reached across the table and put his hand on hers. His thumb caressed the back of her hand. He could see he had her in a spot. It was time to press.
“You’ve never even talked about it?” he asked.
His touch was hot. Stephanie felt like she should yank her hand away, but
she didn’t. His dark eyes were hypnotic.
“No,” she quickly said, and knew it sounded like a lie. “Not really.”
“What did you guys think when you saw us Saturday night?”
We went up to our room and fucked like rabbits, she thought. She said, “I don’t know. We thought you were having an affair with Charlotte.”
“You didn’t talk about cuckolds?” His voice dropped low, intimate. The booth suddenly felt very hot.
“I…well, yeah. Andy said it was a possibility.”
“So he knows all about this.”
“I wouldn’t say that. We just talked, y’know. Just generally.”
Dez looked at her knowingly. “Yeah, I know. It’s an exciting thing for a lot of couples. You’ve been together a long time…”
“We have…”
“Sometimes you feel like you need a spark. Swinging isn’t for everyone, and a lot of guys like to watch their wives, but don’t feel the need to be with someone else.”
“Andy wouldn’t just watch.” Stephanie couldn’t believe she said it.
“A good tag team is fun. You just need to follow the ground rules.”
“Ground rules?” she asked softly. Stephanie felt like Dez had hypnotized her.
“Yeah, Steph. It’s all about the woman. You’re both there to pleasure her.”
Her mouth was dry. Stephanie finally looked away from him and grabbed her beer, draining it. The hand Dez held had her wedding ring, which felt heavy on her hand.
“It’s amazing to be the center of attention, if you can handle it. Have you ever thought about anything like that, Steph?”
Dez’s heart beat faster. He felt Stephanie squeeze his hand back. They were having a moment, and he felt his cock swell as he thought about having the sexy brunette. Dez knew she was thinking the same thing he was, wondering what it would be like. I wonder if she’s a screamer, he thought.
Stephanie was thinking about it at that moment. It was all she could think about. Andy kissing her, Dez’s dark hands all over her. Undressing for the men, Dez carrying her to the bed while Andy followed them. Stephanie was speechless, because she didn’t dare say what she was really thinking. She slipped her left hand out from under Dez’s. She had to get away
“We should be getting back soon. We don’t want to be late,” she said abruptly.
Dez sat back, letting her off the hook. If he pushed too hard, he’d lose her. He had to let her come to him. “You’re right. It’s been almost an hour.”
The check came and Dez insisted on paying it, even though Stephanie wanted to split it. “It’s not like this is a date,” she said.
“I never let a beautiful woman pay, but if you insist you can get me next time.”
Will there be a next time? She replied, “Sure, sounds like a plan.”
Dez was glad she was driving because he got to watch her on the way back to work. He could see the thoughts flying through her brain as easily as if they were flashing across her forehead. Her figure looked amazing in that sweater, with those jeans, and he was having thoughts of his own. Dez usually liked to keep his play away from his real life, but he’d make an exception for Stephanie. She was the kind of woman you made exceptions for.
Four
Andy heard his phone vibrating on his desk, but he was in the middle of a call on his work line and reading off his monitor, so it took a moment for him to glance over and see Stephanie’s text. When he did, time froze.
[Stephanie] just had lunch with dez
Andy stared at the phone and an icy fist gripped his stomach as all kinds of crazy scenarios spun through his mind. His pretty wife had just had lunch with the man who slept with married women? It didn’t have to mean anything, but all he could think was, what does this mean? The phone buzzed again.
[Stephanie] I learned a lot
Dez surely had a lot to teach Stephanie. Andy just didn’t know she was so eager to learn.
“Andy? Are you there?” asked the voice on the other end of the line.
He realized he’d completely zoned on the call and scrambled to correct. “Yeah, sorry. My computer froze up. We can definitely be out there on the 25th. I just need to check a few things and I’ll shoot you an email with all the info.”
“That’ll be great. Have it to me by the end of the day. I need to let the day manager know.”
“Sure. No problem, Ted. Thanks again.”
Andy couldn’t get off the phone fast enough so he could snatch up his mobile.
[Andy] did you? Where did u guys go?
[Stephanie] this place near work. That doesn’t matter. He told me all about Saturday night
The location of their lunch mattered very much to Andy. Did Dez find another place conveniently located in a hotel?
[Andy] what did he say?
[Stephanie] we were right. He was with that woman & they went to a room upstairs. Her husband was there. He’s into watching her with other men. Dez is her bull
[Andy] bull?
[Stephanie] that’s what they call the guy these couples use.
The term sounded familiar, but Andy wasn’t fully versed in all the cuckold terminology. Andy wondered if he was a cuckold now. Was Dez their Bull now too? Andy knew he was having an insane overreaction. Stephanie did not go off and fuck Dez at lunch. That wasn’t something she would do. So why did his mind go right there?
[Andy] that sounds like a crazy scene. How does he find a cuckold couple?
[Stephanie] Isaac isn’t a cuck. He’s just into her fucking other guys & watching. Isn’t that nuts?
[Andy] yeah. How did he find them again?
[Stephanie] he just said he uses the internet. Why r u so curious? R u looking for a bull? ;)
[Andy] very funny
[Stephanie] isn’t it wild? I had no idea there are couples out there doing this. Do u think anyone we know does it?
[Andy] I can’t imagine. Can u see any of them doing that?
Andy thought of their couple friends, and he couldn’t think of any of them who would go up to a hotel room with a muscular black guy for group sex. But it didn’t sound like it was group sex. Stephanie said this guy Isaac like to watch. Andy could only picture the stuff he’d seen on the internet. It struck him that maybe he’d seen a video of Dez and the couple. He didn’t know that he would have picked Dez out if he hadn’t been looking for him—Andy didn’t focus on the guys—so it was possible. Andy had a sudden, buzzing urge to go look, but he couldn’t go surfing YouPorn on his work computer. His stupor was broken by Stephanie’s next message.
[Stephanie] he asked if we’re into that
His hands trembled as he typed out his reply.
[Andy] why would he ask that?
[Stephanie] I don’t know
Andy didn’t buy that. This couldn’t be a common thing, so why would Dez think they might be into it? Was it something Stephanie had said? Or maybe it was her reaction. Andy remembered how excited she’d gotten watching Dez and the blonde together, and how wild she’d been in bed. Dez could have seen some of that enthusiasm, his wife didn’t have a good poker face.
[Andy] what did u tell him?
The minutes until she replied felt like hours. Her answer didn’t help settle him.
[Stephanie] damn. Gotta run. Can’t wait to see you tonight
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