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Brian Brown may dominate the scene on the football field, but at home it's another story. His wife, Linda, has the quarterback by the balls... in a good way. For a long time Brian and Linda have wanted to take it to the next level, but it's hard to find someone who can be trusted when you're a major sports star. Brian can hardly believe it when Linda finds a solution. Will he enjoy becoming a real cuckhold as much as he thinks he will?

WARNING: This 7,000 word story contains depraved sex acts described in lurid detail. As if you'd have it any other way.

Excerpt:

At least in the privacy of our own home I am free to bow down to my Mistress as the sex goddess she is. She sure seemed like she had something big planned for me today. My cock started to swell against my cupped hand and I looked down, blushing as I thought about what she’d say if she saw he getting excited before she gave me the go ahead. I had better be careful or I’d earn myself another few weeks in the chastity belt. Do you have any idea how hard it is to hide one of those in a locker room setting?

Roughly fifteen minutes she came sauntering back down the stairs. The blue gown had been traded for a tight red dress with a slit all the way up the right thigh and a pair of shiny black boots. She wore the pearls I bought her for our anniversary and her hair was coiled on top of her head in a complicated golden knot. She didn’t look like the dominatrix she usually does on a night of naughty fun. Actually, she looked like she was going on a date. In her hand she held a shiny pink shopping bag. She dangled it by the rope handle on one outstretched finger.

“I have someone special coming for dinner. We need to get started making you presentable.”

I stared at her, my mouth hanging open in shock. Someone was coming...? Did that mean? For years Linda and I talked and fantasized about adding another man to our bedroom time. I enjoy having my wife sissify me, but I never really wanted to suck off or fuck another guy. No, what I really lust after the ultimate humiliation of watching another guy fuck my wife. For her part, Linda really wanted to officially earn her “Hotwife Card.” But because of the public nature of my career we had to be incredibly careful. I despaired of ever finding someone we could trust to be discreet. My mind went to work, trying to figure out who she possibly could have asked.
I must have sat in shocked silence for too long, because my wife upended the pink bag over my head and prodded me with the toe of one of her boots. “Come on, Sissy Girlie, it’s time to finally make your ass useful.”