The following is fiction started from IRL events…
It’s Friday. We both ended up coming home early for reasons, but around 6:30 he came by to take her out to a show. The decision was made to have a nibble here at the house before they went out to the show.
He showed up, greeted, I made him a drink. I made her a drink. Food on the table, they nibbled, I stayed in, they went off to the show.
(And hey, let’s put this out there, we are about the time where fact turns to fiction – this friend, there’s no way she’d do anything with, but it doesn’t mean I can’t fantasize… And hey Chloe, I know, even the thought of ‘going there’ with him is repugnant to us both)
I spent some time working on other things for the evening, but they headed out to the show.
Around midnight the text came in “Hotel tonight. See you tomorrow… ”
I met up again with her the next day in the afternoon, after they got back from the show and the stay over.
“It was just too late, pup. I couldn’t make it back” she explained. I nodded. “And he felt so good. His rubbing against me… the dancing… I felt him.”
With me locked up, he found an itch to scratch with her.
“He’s locked up again.” She told him.
“I’m sure he is.”
“I can make you happy tonight”
She knew he could. They checked into the hotel, a gentle buzz around their minds after the show. They came together, coupling in their gently buzzed brains and he pushed her down to the bed. She disrobed quickly, he pushed down his pants, she opened up and took him in deeply. It was quick, it was intense. He plunged deeply. She groaned, she writhed, she came hard, multiple times. She granted him allowance and he finished his work. They fell to sleep soon after.
The next morning, she returned late, tired, her hair a mess, her overnight bag a mess too. She went straight back to bed after a hug and insisted I come join her.
“Pup, clean me. I’m tired and dirty.”
I leaned in and smelled her, she was. “Both holes, pup.”
I leaned in and smelled her, she was well used. And she was dirty. I smelled him on her. And I knew I was cleaning him from her. My cock swelled in my cage as I licked. I dove in, cleaned her from stem to stern and she fell asleep for a late morning nap. My cock throbbed, she snored.
I went back to my morning chores while she snoozed. I realized as I poured my second cup of coffee that she had cuckolded me again last night, taking him to bed with her and letting him spill his seed into her. And here I was cleaning her filthy pussy with my tongue as my locked cock throbbed.
This was just another step in her dominance of me.