Lola had been working hard in the business she shared with Joe. She'd said that once the new system they had devised was in place this week, she jokingly said to her husband that she planned on getting pissed at the pub. Joe then offered her a free pass in recognition of her hardwork. Ben had not been around for a good while, a mixture of work and family constraints meant they had cooled off a bit and Lola was desperate for him. Joe was trying to give Lola what he knew she still wanted, but hadn't voiced in ages.
The following Friday afternoon, Joe was in the kitchen and family time was well underway. Lola was in the bedroom when her phone pinged. It was Ben asking her over to his for the evening. She had acted upon Joe's free pass offer and had been exchanging messages with Ben. He lived alone so they would have the time to really explore each other and 'work out on the bed' as she put it. She straight away said yes and told Joe to get the clothes they had bought for her big date ready for her. She had a shower in record time and when she got out, before Joe was able to dry her down, he was made to put on the frilly panties to hide his tiny soft dick.
Within only half an hour, she was ready, tight white top, tight short black skirt, heels and heels, red crotchless panties and red frilly bra, as well as a bag to change her things packed by Joe, a quick peck on his cheek and she was ready to leave. She had said probably she would be 3 hours but maybe longer. 'You already know that he wants to fuck me hard and make me squirt and I have never had that from you. So I am eager to please him tonight. I will send you a pic or two, I will let you know when I am there. But I can tell you one thing, the first time Ben fucks me tonight, it won't be on his bed. I think I want him to bend me over the kitchen work top and have his cock in me from behind. The sight of my lingerie in that position will drive him wild. Don't wait up...' and she was gone.
Joe asked just one thing as she was walking away. 'Please, if its allowed, could I ask for a pair of Ben's dirty socks to wank over, if he is ok with that. I do love the feet of real men and would love to stuff them in my mouth and taste his sweat' She looked over her shoulder at him and shook her head. 'You really are a pervy little cuck aren't you. He's been working today, so they might be proper smelly too. Ok, I'll ask him but no promises.' she said with a grin.
As her car pulled away, Joe's mind was a fog of what they might be up to and how things might go, especially with Ben being so hot for Lola. What would they do first? He knew what he wanted to do and that was to plunge his little bullet vibrator onto his soft dick, but knew he had to stay true to his word and not cum until instructed, but it was agony. Ben really did own his wife now. From what Lola had said she really wanted now that she had him to herself, Joe imagined Ben roughly grabbing her in the hallway of his house, her yanking down his underwear and greedily slurping on her boyfriend's lush, hard dick. He thought about the potential bite marks on her skin from their frantic fucking and semen dried on to her hair and skin. It was a breathtaking prospect and he had now grown to love the scenario.
Twenty minutes went by and Joe's phone pinged up a picture. It was of them both, but at a pub, him behind her nuzzling her neck as she looked sexily into the lens. 'Gonna have some drinks first, then back to his, then...who knows!' there followed an aubergine emoji and a purple horned devil emoji to emphasise what she was wet for.
Joe was suddenly close to tears. His stomach churned as he thought of them together and with no idea if they were kissing or flirting at the pub, with all their mutual friends looking on. He decided he had to keep busy and so set to work cleaning the house, with his now customary frilly panties digging painfully up his bum. But this pain also turned him on like you would not believe, as is the cuckold way of things. The trauma, the pain, the humiliation, the expectation, the excitement all barrelling around inside him and jostling for position. If he thought he'd experienced a cuckold scenario in the past, this feeling was brand new. Because it was something he had no control over. It was Lola's happiness that came first, as it should always have been.
Once Lola had sent the picture, she could relax a little. Her man got the round in and he handed her a large glass of white wine, which she gladly accepted. 'Game of pool, some of the lads are playing, thought we might get in on the action' he said and winked. 'I want to see you bent over that table!' and gave her bum a squeeze. They played a while until Lola said she really would rather go back to his place. They ordered a cab, had a couple of shots and fell into the back of the cab, making out as the car made its way to where they both really wanted to be.
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