Being a Dutiful Sissy Husband

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Being a Dutiful Sissy Husband – Part 10

As Ann, Ella, Joy, and Travis all got cleaned-up in the shower, I just laid on the floor and was thinking about the recent events. In addition to watching my wife cuckold me, I ate out her friend's pussy and then ate out my wife's cum filled cunt, as well. But that was nothing compared to being taken into the shower and forced to swallow Travis' piss and then get face fucked by him while my wife and her two friends watched. There was so much to unpack here.

First off, well, was I really forced into drinking Travis' golden fluid? Not really. I had admitted that getting pissed on was a fantasy of mine and Travis' dick was sooo nice! No, I definitely wasn't forced. No, the unsettling thing was being watched. While I had been involved in one group session previously, I had never been the center of attention or the object of someone else's viewing pleasure. My wife, Ann, and her two friends, Ella and Joy, watched and even commented while I was peed on, and face fucked. That is so wrong, isn't it? Isn't it? I tried to muster up the indignation but, frankly, I couldn't because in all honesty, it was a turn-on. As I continued to lie on the bedroom floor, I was, in fact, relishing what I had done. What is happening to me? The feeling of contentment that I would get after meeting a dude and slurping up his cum was extending to what was happening here, at home. This was really eye opening.

At that point, Joy popped me out of my reverie with a playful kick, "Penny for your thoughts?" I returned to the present, realized I was casually playing with my cock and my nipples. I turned to Joy and smiled.

"What? Sorry, just thinking about... all of this." I kind of waved my arms around as I said that.

"Well," Joy said, "I think it is pretty hot." She then bent down really close to me and whispered, "Ann is really hot, and you aren't so bad, yourself. If you're smart, and you are, you will go along for the ride on this one. You won't regret it." Joy then winked at me and climbed up on the bed. At that point, Ann was also coming out of the bathroom and joined Joy on the bed, and they started kissing each other like teenaged lovers. I just watched, mouth agape, while they kissed and fondled each other. After a few moments, Ella and Travis emerged from the bathroom and joined the two ladies on the bed and at the point, Ann pulled herself away from Joy.

Ann announced, as she looked at me, "My hubby, Ben here, has been telling me all about the antics he has been up to behind my back the last several years. He agreed to tell me everything that he has done, in chronological order, so that I can get a full accounting of his actions. Ben, darling, pick up your tale and let our guests hear about some of your exploits." I looked at the four of them, once again a little nervous, but I sucked it up and continued with my timeline.

On one of my last trips to Miami, before we moved down here, I had a couple of really memorable encounters. The first was with a young black guy. He was only 19 or 20 and was visiting Miami with his mom. She had some health issues that needed to be checked regularly and they had a condo that they used and turned the trip into a mini vacation. In a twist, I responded to his DoubleList post. He was looking for an older white man to hook-up with. I was intrigued and we traded messages and pictures. His name was Tre and based on the picture he sent; he looked a little large. Not morbidly obese but thicc. We tentatively scheduled to meet the next night, but I had a work dinner. I told him that I would send him a message as soon as I finished. Well, Murphy's Law, my dinner went much longer than expected. When I got done, I checked my messages and Tre had sent me one that was guess you don't want to meet.' I quickly messaged him that I had just finished and was still interested in meeting. It was now past 11 and I was wondering if he would still be up for it. Tre responded that he was, and he told me he was on his way over to my hotel. I gave him my room number and I got myself cleaned-up and put on work-out shorts and a T-shirt. About 20 minutes later, he knocked on my door. Even with the number of encounters I had up to that point, my heart continued to race before I met a new partner.' With nervous excitement, I opened the door.

Tre was a big dude, he was taller than me, at least six feet four and weighed around 275 pounds. He was really black but looked really young. He smiled when I opened the door, and I was instantly smitten with him. He wasn't handsome but he was earnestly cute, like a puppy. He was wearing cargo shorts, a T-shirt and Timberland boots. What's with the Timberland's? I absent mindedly stared at his boots. While I was doing this, he stepped up to me and immediately started kissing me. Mmmm, I love kissing and Tre, while clearly not experienced, was extremely energetic. We kissed for a few moments, all the while my right hand caressed his hardening cock inside of his cargo shorts. I eventually pulled away and told him to get comfortable. Tre took off his boots first and then got naked. I did the same. We laid on the bed and I immediately went down on his cock. Despite Tre's size, his cock was not that impressive. It was not as long or as thick as mine, but I enjoyed it, and it didn't take long for him to shoot his load in my mouth. As usual, I greedily swallowed it all and savored the taste. We laid together on the bed and chatted. I had a hard time making out some things that Tre was saying. I think it was because of him being from Atlanta and me not familiar with some of slang he was using. In any event, he was still horny and wanted to go again and we started kissing again. I then went back down on him and then moved lower and started rimming him. Tre loved that! After rimming him for a few moments, he pushed me away and said, `I've never rimmed a guy, can I lick your ass?' I was happy to be his first and laid down on my stomach with my ass overhanging the bed. Tre got on his knees behind me and started licking my asshole. It felt great!

Every so often, Tre would stop and say things like,`Fuck, I never ate ass before! I can't believe I'm eating ass! God, I love eating ass!' I just moaned contentedly as he worked my hole. After a little while, he climbed on the bed, and we started sixty-nining. My cock was hard, and I enjoyed getting sucked off. However, I wasn't looking to cum, but I did want another load from Tre. I eventually pulled away and got back between Tre's legs and finished him off. The second load was as good as the first and Tre was clearly spent. We spent an awkward 15 minutes as he dressed and was waiting for his Uber. Finally, when the Uber was getting close, we hugged and kissed, and he left. Given his size, it was one of the few times where I felt smaller than my partner and it really allowed me to enjoy the submissiveness a little more than I normally would. As I kissed him good-bye, I really felt like a seasoned slut, already thinking about the next hook-up.

My next hook-up on that trip was quite intense. My DoubleList posts always mention my submissiveness but that is interpreted differently by different guys. The next day, I received a response from a dude, along with a picture of his cock and I was immediately hooked. The pic of his dick was amazing. He had to be close to eight inches with a gorgeous head. I sent him a response and we agreed to meet later that afternoon. Close to the appointed time, he sent me a note telling me he was on his way up. He then told me to have the door open, be naked, and on my knees when he came into the room. Wow, my already racing heart sped up a little more at the prospect of this next encounter. I dutifully did as he said and waited on my knees for him to come. A few minutes later, he walked in. Unfortunately, we never exchanged names, but this was one of the best-looking men I ever came across. He was nicely dressed in dress slacks and a button-down shirt. He wasn't very tall, about five foot nine inches and he was very thin/fit. He was clearly of Latin descent with a beautiful tan complexion with a closely cropped beard. He smiled at me as he entered the room and started unbuttoning his pants as he walked over to me.

As he approached me, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled it into his groin. He smelled great! I couldn't make out the cologne, but it really heightened my horniness and I licked and kissed his underwear, my lips feeling his already hard cock. He then stepped back and slapped me. He what? Yes. He slapped me. Not super hard but hard enough to feel. Amazingly, it was an incredible turn-on! He said, You want this cock?' in a very thick Hispanic accent. Do you?' I could only nod. He slapped me again, smiled, took off his shoes and removed his pants and underwear. His beautiful cock sprang to attention, and he shoved it into my face. I quickly opened my mouth and started suckling on the head. My partner was not having any of that, though. Instead, he grabbed my head and roughly shoved his cock into my throat and immediately started face fucking me. After a few seconds, he would pull out, slap my face with his dick, and then again, with his hand. Do you like that?' he said as he started glowering at me. God, yes! I love your cock!' He slapped me again. You like it rough?' He snarled. Yes, I love it!' He continued like that, and it didn't take him long to shoot his load into my mouth and throat. While the encounter probably wasn't more than five minutes, the intensity was incredible, and I realized that I really did like being submissive. After suckling on his cock for a moment, he asked if he could use my bathroom to clean-up and I told him to help himself. While he was cleaning up, he asked me what I did for a living. `Finance.' Was all that I responded. I wondered if he saw my cufflinks on the bathroom counter and was curious about the guy that was so submissive for him. In any event, he left shortly thereafter, and I was able to have one more similar meet-up with him the next day. After moving down to Miami, I was hoping to meet-up with him again and we traded a couple of messages. Unfortunately, neither of us could host so I haven't had the opportunity to service him again.

"Well, maybe that can change now." Ann said. I looked over, and all four of them were intently listening to me.

Joy said, "Remember what I told you, Ann. His stories are checking out. He is a little sissy cocksucker. The opportunities are limitless!"

"I think you're right, Joy. I am excited at the prospect." Ann countered.

"At the prospects? Jeez, I am excited at the here and now." Travis interjected. Ben here has been one busy fella, I like it!" He winked at me as he spoke. Ella didn't say anything, she was busy sucking on Travis' cock while I was talking.

Joy jumped back in, "These stories are incredible. Are you always hooking up with hot guys?"

"I wish." I responded. "Actually, after that trip, I had a series of less than stellar encounters."

"Tell us." Ann barked. "Let's hear more before I let Travis fuck me in the ass. Wow, Ann was really wanton. My formerly prim and prude wife was really going to let loose.

As I recount my activities, they may seem like constantly happening events, but they are not. Sometimes, periods of a few weeks or even a couple of months may pass without making a connection. However, when I returned from that Miami trip, the stars aligned to give me plenty of opportunity. The kids were away at camp and my wife went up to Michigan to visit family. I had the house to myself for a week. Over the course of that week, I had five encounters, which on the surface sound great but in actuality only the fifth, a meet-up with Scott was anything worth repeating.

On Monday, I met up with a guy from DoubleList. We didn't exchange pics and I was sorry that we didn't. When he came over, his dick was much smaller than advertised but he was a nice guy. I sucked him off pretty quickly and he gave me a nice load. For weeks afterward, he kept messaging me to meet-up again, but I was just not feeling it. On Tuesday, met a dude in the morning and it was the same story, he lied about his cock size. In addition, he smelled bad and was kind of slovenly. I sucked him off and was feeling really frustrated. The night before I had traded messages with a guy that was looking to get a blowjob while his wife watched. That sounded hot. I reached back out to him in the hopes of erasing the previous two, less than stellar, encounters. He responded back that he would be happy to have me come over and suck his cock, but his wife wasn't around. I was happy to give it a go and went to his place. This encounter went better, the guy was a nice Latin dude and was wearing a robe when I arrived. He explained that he had just showered, and I was silently grateful. He kicked back on his sofa, and I got between his legs and sucked him off. He had a nice cock, and it didn't take long for him to cum. I headed back home, feeling a bit better with myself. On Wednesday, I responded to a message from an older guy looking for a submissive cocksucker. After my recent encounter in Miami, I was stoked. We agreed to meet, and I went to his place. He was in his mid-60s and took me down to his dimly lit basement. At first, I was getting some weird Quentin Tarantino vibes about his place, but the guy turned out to be okay. Unfortunately, he also lied about his cock size, I mean, really lied. He said he was seven inches but couldn't have been more than four. His was the smallest cock I had ever sucked. This guy was very dom and wanted a really long edging session. I have to admit that servicing a guy that long was pretty erotic, but the encounter was incredibly disappointing given his cock size. I still gave him my best and after about an hour, he couldn't hold it any longer and shot his load into my waiting mouth. Being no spring chicken myself, I was a little sore after being on my knees that long with not much cushioning between me and his cement basement floor. He sent me a couple of messages afterwards wanting me to become his regular cock worshipper, but I demurred. Friday redeemed the week with one of my last meetups with Scott. While the individual encounters were not great, the fact that I had five in one week made me feel especially slutty and happy.

"So, how many dudes have you been with?" Travis asked while Ella was now rimming his ass.

"Ann wants me to tell her about all of my encounters before we total them up. How about you?"

Travis chuckled, "Prolly at least a hundy, prolly more, I never counted but I do hook up with both dudes and ladies."

"My body count isn't anywhere near that high." I responded, somewhat dejectedly.

"Awww, don't feel bad, baby." My wife snickered. "We'll get that count up there in no time!" At this point, Ann was on her hands and knees, facing me and facing away from Travis. She wiggled her ass and that was all the invitation Travis needed. There was a tube of lube on the nightstand, and he quickly lubed up Ann's ass, his cock, and started pushing it against her rosebud. I saw the look on her face as his cock popped inside of her ass. "My god!" Ann screamed. "You're huge!" Travis kept working his mammoth cock into her ass and before long he started pumping in and out of her. Meanwhile, Joy, who I suspected was a real voyeur, was sitting up on the bed watching, while Ella was eating out her pussy. I subconsciously licked my lips as I remembered how good Joy's pussy tasted. However, my attention was quickly brought back to Ann, as she continued to moan and scream in ecstasy as Travis continued to pound her poop chute.

"Come over here." Ann beckoned. I moved closer to her, and she wrapped an arm around my neck and pulled me to her and started kissing me. "Mmm," she hissed, "God, I love getting fucked in the ass. This is on you, Ben. All of this is on you." She grunted. "You are my little faggot slave, hear me? From now on, you are going to do everything I ask of you, mmmm, that feels great! Everything. You are going to do everything. You mmm, you understand?" I nodded in ascent. "I got some really fucked up plans for you. Oh god, don't stop, Travis! You owe me, don't you, Ben. Tell me you owe me!"

"I owe you, Ann. Whatever you want." I said, somewhat breathlessly. I wasn't sure what she meant but I would do whatever she wanted, especially if it was going to be things like this. Why wouldn't I want to do this. This was all amazing! At that point, Travis grunted, grabbed Ann by the waist and slammed his dick into her butt hole and shot his load inside her. He then immediately pulled out with Ann letting out a loud yelp, and he collapsed back on the bed. "Okay, baby." Ann, out of breath, moaned at me. "Clean me up." I got behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart and dove in. This was my first time felching. I felt so slutty and whorish. Ann's ass had a little gape action happening from her foray with Travis' monster cock and I was avidly sticking my tongue in her hole. Occasionally, some cum would squirt out and I would eagerly lap it up. After about five minutes, Ann crawled away and got out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

She looked over her shoulder and told me, "Now clean up Travis' cock." I did as I was asked and crawled between Travis' legs and started licking and sucking on his cock.

"Oooh, yeah, baby." Travis cooed. "Your tongue is fine. Clean me up good." I did as I was instructed and suckled, licked and sucked Travis' cock clean. While his dick did make a few twitches like it was going to get hard, Travis was clearly spent after cumming three times in a relatively short period of time. It didn't lessen my enjoyment as I took real pleasure in being able to give his dick some oral attention. Joy had also orgasmed a couple of times thanks to the ministrations of Ella. The two of them were now snuggled next to each other on the bed, watching me clean up Travis.

The party broke up shortly thereafter. All three of Joy, Ella, and even Travis gave me a hug and a kiss before they left. Travis even slipped me some tongue and then winked at me as he walked out. Ann was exhausted and, wearing only a robe, collapsed on the couch and beckoned me over to sit next to her. I did so and she snuggled next to me for the first time in years. "Wow, that was great." She remarked and didn't say anything else for a long time. We stayed there, silent, both caught up on our thoughts. Frankly, I was starting to doze off when Ann asked, "Did you also enjoy that?"

"Honestly, it was amazing! To be able to do the things I did with you present was awesome. I have always worried about getting caught. Granted, it never stopped me from doing it but I still worried. Being able to be involved in sexual activities with your blessing is fantastic. I know I keep repeating myself, but I just can't get over how great it was." Ann just smiled at me.

"Any second thoughts on ceding control to me?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not at all." I answered. "If it is going to be like this, I'm all in."

"I'm so glad to hear that, dear. We have so much more to discover, and I can't wait to have my sissy slut hubby along for the journey." She hugged me a little tighter and then asked, "Please keep going with your stories. I want to hear them all."

I told her that things went pretty dry after the interesting week of five different guys in one week. Work got busy, my libido waned and not much happened for a couple of months. I would regularly trade messages with both Mark and Scott but meeting up wasn't in the cards. Then, things slowed down a little at work and I was getting horny after not hooking up with anyone in a while. So, sure enough, I was back on DoubleList and found a black guy not far away. His post detailed that he was hung and he was looking to play. We traded some messages and we agreed to meet. I drove to his place which wasn't too far away.

Knocking on the door, I was greeted by this short, troll-like, black dude. I never wanted to call anyone ugly, but this guy was getting pretty close. Anyway, I have never really cared about someone's face. Instead, there was another part of their anatomy that interested me. And this guy, he had an amazing cock. Not quite as impressive as Travis' bbc that we just played with but pretty damn close. Up to that point, it was the most impressive cock I got to enjoy. In addition, it appeared even more impressive given the dude's small stature. His entire house was very dimly lit, and he led me back to his bedroom. The room was dark, with all of the shades drawn. He did have the television on, but I don't remember what was playing. The guy sat down on his bed and pulled his shorts off and I was laser focused on that impressive piece of meat. Despite his physical appearance, he was genuinely a good dude and was extremely passionate. He loved kissing and he had an amazing tongue that I really enjoyed as it explored my mouth. We spent a lot of time kissing and hugging. He had me undress and he also liked playing with and sucking on my cock. As usual, however, I made him the center of attention and lovingly serviced his amazing dick. He was pretty passive and let me suck his cock, suck his balls, and rim his ass. Eventually, he shot a tasty load down my throat, and I was again feeling great about being a cocksucker. We spent some time chatting as I got dressed. I remember that the guy was an auditor for a major accounting company, was divorced, and had a kid in college. But I never got his name. I really liked him and would've loved to have a regular thing with him, but I think he was looking for someone he could fuck and who would also fuck him. Unfortunately, we never hooked up again.

While I was sharing this recollection, Ann and I had a light lunch; we both had a salad as I continued to tell my stories. As I continued my history, I realized that after this encounter, I started phasing out DoubleList and started using Sniffies. Sniffies is kind of like Grindr but it is web based on does not require a mobile app. It has pretty good features to keep yourself anonymous while giving more real time access to other guys that are also looking to hook-up. Shortly after my encounter with the bbc, I had my first two Sniffies hook-ups. Neither was particularly memorable other than they happened on back-to-back days. The hook-ups gave me confidence to dive deeper into the Sniffies interface which led to more activity. I told Ann that we are getting pretty close to the present day. We had now moved down to Miami, and I had hooked up with Carlos. My latest meet up with him (recounted in the first part of this series) was actually the fifth time I hooked up with him. I really like Carlos, he is affectionate, yet dominant, and he loves to talk dirty. The only way we communicate, however, is through Sniffies, and, as a result, we have only met a handful of times.

I hit the Sniffies jackpot on a recent business trip back up to Chicago. Over the course of two days, I had five hook-ups. Two were on Tuesday night, including one with a guy that was staying in the same hotel. Then three more on Wednesday. The only remarkable one was the last one on Wednesday. It was a black dude that had a long cock, over eight inches but it was pretty thin, and I was able to swallow it pretty easily. However, this guy really liked to gag his partner and he really forcefully face fucked me. He was nowhere near as considerate as Travis. Part of me had a hard time with it but part of me was thrilled by the helplessness of it. He had me lay on my back with my head over the bed, similar to what Scott liked doing to me. But this dude was relentless. He would shove his cock all the way down my throat and proceed to vigorously fuck my face. He kept hold of my hands so I couldn't push him away. I was continually gagging and choking as he would mutter `Do you like that shit? Take my cock, take it all mother fucker!' Inevitably I would wriggle my way out from under him and apologize that I couldn't take more. The dude was non-plussed by it and just had me get back into position so that he could do it again. This lasted longer than I was anticipating. Most of my encounters last less than 10 minutes but this dude fucked my throat for close to half an hour before he finally shot his load into my well fucked throat. I expected my throat to be sore that next day, but it wasn't. I smiled to myself the next morning thinking about how experienced I had become because I had been able to handle the rough treatment from the night before, and frankly, the entire week. I was feeling good about myself.

A few weeks later, I had another trip up to Chicago, this time with Ann. While I couldn't host in the hotel room, that didn't stop me from loading up Sniffies and looking for someone who could host me, and I found a dude not far from the hotel. I met up with him in the afternoon while my wife thought I was still at the office. The encounter was nothing special. A nice guy with a seven-inch cock but with a nice thick head. He liked wearing a cock-ring which made his hard cock a little firmer. He liked me alternating between sucking his cock and rimming his ass. Thinking back on it now, I would assert that he must have been fucking himself with some sort of toy before I got there because his ass was distended in a similar manner to Ann's when I was cleaning her out earlier. In any event, the dude eventually was ready to cum, and I gratefully took all his spunk into my waiting mouth. It was a tasty treat and I headed back to the hotel with the familiar euphoric feeling I get after I sucked off someone's cock. I was feeling pretty proud of myself; my wife was back at the hotel while I was swallowing a stranger's cum. It really made me feel hot.

Back in Miami, my schedule started falling into a routine as our office had regular remote workdays. I would attempt to get ahead of my work so that on the remote days, I would have some "free time" to be able to hook-up with someone, like Carlos. Unfortunately, Carlos was hit and miss, depending on his schedule. I did connect with someone in a similar situation to me – works from home and his wife is there. This dude introduced me to car play as we met at a local Ikea parking lot. The Ikea has a parking garage and on the second level there are enough cars that another car doesn't stand out. And there weren't too many cars to create a lot of foot traffic. This dude has a regular spot scoped out that is a little separated from the rest of the lot. I have to admit, I was really nervous the first time I met up with him but sucking a guy off in his car had been a fantasy of mine. I met him at the appointed time, saw his car, and parked a little bit away from his. I walked over and got into the passenger side. This dude, another guy whose name I don't know, seemed nice enough. Unlike most of my other hook-ups in Miami, this guy was Caucasian with a long fluffy beard. While I couldn't be certain, with him sitting but I didn't think he was very tall. Truthfully, what I thought of when I first met him was that this is typical "Florida Man." While a bit of a redneck, the guy was pretty cool, He pulled down his shorts and I leaned over and got to work on his dick. His dick was not anything impressive, but it didn't need to be. I was sucking dick in a car in a public parking lot! While nervous, I focused on the task at hand, and he came pretty quickly and shot a nice load of cum into my eager mouth. He pulled his shorts up and thanked me. I thanked him for the treat and got out of his car and returned to mine. While the actual interaction was not anything extraordinary, I was really feeling juiced by having done it. The closest I had come to public play was sucking a guy off in a hotel lobby bathroom. This was on another level, psychologically.

I met up with this guy a couple more times. Once in the Ikea lot again. In the second Ikea meet-up, he came quickly, and I tried to get him to cum a second time. However, this time we were in the back seat with the car off and we were both getting pretty hot and sweaty. He smelled a little on that occasion and after an additional 10 minutes of working him, we both agreed to call it. The other time I met him was at another location near a strip mall. When I got there, I messaged him that I wasn't comfortable as there was a ton of foot traffic in the entire lot. There was a McDonald's in an out lot and he asked if I wanted to suck him off in there. Are you kidding me? No thanks. He then said he had another place nearby that we could go to. I ended up following him to a place a few blocks away. It turned out that it was on a residential street. The street had a canal on one side and the backyards of houses on the other. All of the houses had privacy fences, so the street had kind of a quiet feel to it. But it was still a public street. I wasn't really comfortable, but I was horny and thought, fuck it, let's give it a try. He stopped in the parkway between the road and one of the homes. I parked behind him and got out of my car. He got out of his car and reentered into the back seat. I got in on the opposite side. Are you sure this is safe?' I asked. Sure, no problem.' He responded. While I wasn't super comfortable, it didn't stop me from sucking him off. Thankfully, no cars came down the street and he shot his load pretty quickly. We sat in the back seat for a few minutes and chatted and I eventually left and went back home. Again, I felt so satisfyingly slutty after servicing him in such a public area. We continue to trade messages but have not had an opportunity to hook up again.

On another occasion, I connected with a married dude on Sniffies that had his place to himself while his wife was at work. I drove to his place, and it was a townhouse in a townhome subdivision. I pulled into his driveway and his neighbor was watering some plants only a few feet away from me. I greeted the gentleman, and he smiled back, and I wondered if he knew why I was here. I rang the doorbell and it was immediately answered. The guy standing at the doorway was a short overweight dude but had a charming smile. I was guessing that he was in his late 20s and as I walked in, I looked around. The townhome was nicely decorated and really had the feel of first time homeowner.' I smiled to myself, remembering those days, and waited to see where my host wanted to take me. It turned out that he didn't want to take me anywhere. The living/family room was right off of the entrance. As soon as I was inside, he started kissing me and putting his hand inside my shirt and caressed my chest. One of the reasons he reached out to me was because he really liked my profile pic which showed me in all my hairy gloriousness. I love hairy dudes!' He remarked between deep tongue kisses. We ended up on his sofa. We kissed, cuddled, sixty-nined, and I eventually sucked him to orgasm. His cock was small, about five inches, but the guy was passionate. While it was a nice encounter, it didn't really do anything for me. I got the sense that the dude was looking for more of a lover' rather than a fuckbuddy.' He has tried to contact me for a follow-up, but I have politely declined.

"Are you sure you just didn't like his cock?" Ann interrupted.

"Well, that may have something to do with it." I replied and Ann laughed. "But, honestly, sometimes you connect with someone and sometimes you don't. While his cock wasn't huge, it wasn't the overriding reason. I don't know how to explain it." Ann just smirked and let me continue with my story.

A few weeks later, I was fortunate to hook up with a guy that was only a few blocks from our house. He was an Asian guy that was really looking to be dominant with a subservient cocksucker. I was instantly excited at the prospect. We agreed to meet, and I went to his place, I had to go to the front desk to be allowed in and told them I was there to see Alan in unit 305. They called upstairs and a moment later gave me the okay to go in. As I was going up the elevator, I wondered how much the front desk people knew about the residents. Did they know I was here to submissively serve this guy? Did they care? While those thoughts swirled in my head, I got off the elevator and made my way to Alan's unit. He was waiting for me when I walked up and let me in. Alan, as I said was Asian, about five feet five and was only wearing underwear. He beckoned me toward his bedroom, and I followed. He had a really nice place. The ceilings were tall, well over ten feet high and his condo was very nicely appointed. Once in his bedroom, he told me to strip naked, which I happily did. While I was undressing, he pulled his underwear down and stepped toward me. His cock wasn't large, about five inches in length but I was happy to suck it. Unlike my previous encounter, this guy really liked dominating me. He even slapped me a few times but pretty softly. He liked to really roughly face fuck me and I was happy to let him. The nice thing about his smaller cock was that I was never gagging and was able to let him be as rough with me as he liked. Overall, it was a very enjoyable experience. He also liked talking dirty which added a little color to the encounter. Eventually, he shot his load into my ever-ready mouth, and I happily swallowed his cum. I really enjoyed the way he treated me and was hopeful that he would contact me again. Unfortunately, he hasn't requested a follow-up.

This leads me to the encounter that led to Ann finding out about my cheating. I connected with another dude that was close to my house. He was also a younger guy and looking to get serviced. We exchanged pics and I was very excited to meet him. He was a good-looking guy with a nice cock, it looked to be around seven inches. He indicated that he wasn't `dom' but would be happy to meet. The stars aligned as Ann had an event at school with Heidi and I was going to be left alone for the evening. On the appointed night, I went to his place, a smallish apartment, and had a great time. The guy had a very fit body and I just loved caressing him while I was either kissing him or sucking on his dick. He seemed to really like it when I rimmed his ass and was happy to let me do it for an extended period of time. He was close to cumming almost immediately and the hook-up turned into an edging session as I tried to make the encounter last as long as possible. Eventually, he couldn't hold out and shot a delicious load in my mouth and I gladly swallowed all of it. I thanked him for the wonderful hook up and hoped that we could meet again. Unfortunately, he didn't click with me, and I have never heard back from him. Sometimes, that's how it goes. In any event, the next day, Ann needed to check something and grabbed my phone and there was the picture of this dude's cock that he had sent me the previous night. The jig was up, I was caught.

I don't want to get into the specifics of the fall-out but, needless to say, Ann was pissed. She was also hurt, devastated, saddened, and most of all, betrayed. We didn't speak for a couple of days but eventually she came to me and asked me to explain so that she could understand why I did what I did. It was a calm conversation and, surprisingly, Ann was very understanding. I guess it is not so surprising because she really is a wonderful woman. She has done a remarkable job raising our two kids and has been a devoted wife. While I never felt guilty after any of my hook-ups over the past several years, I felt incredibly guilty at that point. I told Ann that I would understand if she wanted to get a divorce and that I wouldn't stand in the way of her leaving, or more pointedly, kicking me out.

We talked for hours and while I am not sure Ann ever fully understood my motives or desires, she was willing to live with it provided I was willing to agree to some conditions. I agreed on the spot, but Ann told me to be patient, she had to think about this. It was a couple of days later that she came home and laid down the law about me having to get her permission for any future meetups and about me having to be more subservient to her. With that, she also showed me the new harness she bought along with a dildo and shortly thereafter, she fucked me for the first time.

"So, that's all of them?" Ann asked.

"Honestly, that's all I can remember." I responded. "Maybe, I am missing someone, I am kind of embarrassed to say. It now has been several years and some of the encounters start fading from memory."

"You are such a slut." Ann said flatly. Not derisively or accusingly. She said it as a matter of fact.

"You're right. I can't disagree nor do I want to."

Ann smiled, "Neither do I. So, what's the body count?"

I thought for a few moments and tried to do the mental math. "I think that it is close to 40 different people. Depends on whether you count all of the folks at the group session I had and whether you include the petting session I had with Sophia. That also does not include Joy, Ella, and Travis from today."

"Not bad. Not bad at all." My wife responded in a somewhat distracted tone. "That gives me a lot to work with."

"Work with? What does that mean?" I asked again a bit nervously.

"Don't you worry about it, sweetie. You had fun today, didn't you? There is more fun to come!" Ann smiled, a bit wickedly, and my heartbeat increased at the thought of what she had in mind.