My Wife's Boyfriend Pt. 04

I am Philip, I am married to Sally.

I have always enjoyed masturbating and been a cuckold. Sally and I did have sex in the past and have two children, a boy and a girl, aged 8 and 4.

Sally has known about my masturbation habit ever since we were married and knew about my extensive collection of girly magazines, porn videos and my accounts on websites like xHamster and Spank Bang.

Sally has also known about my cuckold fantasy and would often wank my penis at bedtime whilst describing her then imaginary boyfriend.

If you have read parts 1, 2 and 3 of this series you will notice that Sally does now have a boyfriend and I am enjoying this fact. I masturbate over the thought of my wife, Sally, having a boyfriend.  

In Part 3, I talked about Sally's boyfriend having a sleepover in my bed with Sally, whilst I spent the night in the garden shed. I was in wank heaven, thinking of Sally with her boyfriend in my bed. Sally's boyfriend has also "borrowed" my car, I send him money for taking my wife out and call him "Sir".  

When I am in bed with Sally, she still does give me wanks and tells me about the intimacy she has with her boyfriend, usually in the marital bed. Also, I am not allowed to touch her body, kiss her etc. as this is for her boyfriend now and not for me, even though I am her husband.

Last night, whilst Sally was masturbating my penis I said to her,

"Your boyfriend send me Whatsapp messages, saying how he likes being in bed with you and being your boyfriend. Sometimes he sends me a voicemail message with his sneering slight scouse accent. Oh Sally, his messages det me so erect, I have to masturbate."

Sally says to me,  "This is good Philip, my boyfriend and me too, want to encourage you to masturbate, so that you stay around to look after the house, cleaning etc and of course paying the mortgage etc, whilst my boyfriend and I can carry on being intimate together."

Sally mentions to me, whilst she is expertly stroking my erect penis,

"Friday nights will be a regular date night with my boyfriend and he will expect you to be a good boy and be in the garden shed when we get back from the restaurant (paid for by you of course, Philip) or else he might have to punish you with a caning."

Sally feels my erect penis twitch even more on hearing this and says with a giggle,

"I thought so Philip, you would love to be humiliated with a caning wouldn't you?"

I reply meekly and softly, "I think I would Sally."

Sally laughs, all the time gently stroking my penis.

Sally mentions that this Friday when she goes out with a boyfriend for a meal and then back to our house, and my bed, to spend the night, there will be a babysitter to look after the kids. Sally tells me that the babysitter will know that I am in my little room.

"Oh, okay" I say and ask,"Who is the babysitter?"

Sally replies, "I think you have seen her Philip, she is that attractive student that lives up the road, I have seen you looking out of the bedroom window when she walks past, the one that wears tight leggings and sometimes short skirts, her name is Evie"

"Oh", I stutter, knowing that Sally has found out about another of my wanking fantasies and such a young girly type of a woman, she is only 19 too,

"Yes, I think I know who you mean" I reply.

I feel a bit embarrassed and realise that Evie will know that Sally is not going out with me, her husband, but another man and express my concerns to Sally, she says,

"I think you will not mind Evie knowing Philip and probably quite like it, in fact, when Evie arrives at the house, I will make sure that when me and my boyfriend leave the house she sees us holding hands and when we come back having a snog. Also, I will be texting Evie when we are about to come home and ask her to let you know and that you should go to the garden shed for the night"

I feel nervous about all this, but my cock gets harder, if this is possible, and Sally expertly strokes me to a powerful orgasm as I imagine the impending Friday evening scenario.

As I find out on Friday evening my delightful humiliation is even more intensified.

So, on Friday, whilst I am at work Sally's boyfriend is Whatsapping me messages me,

"I am coming for your lovely wife, Sally, at about 7pm, make sure the bedroom is clean and tidy for us when we come back from the restaurant, with clean bedding."

He goes on to say, "Evie will want £50 cash for the evening's babysitting, so make sure you give her this and thank her, you got all this Philip?"

I reply, "Yes sir."

Sally's boyfriend then sends another message saying,

"And wanker Philip, you are of course paying for the meal and taxis, so transfer £250 to me now."

My penis twitches at this message and is straining in the confines of my suit trousers. I go on my banking app and make the £250 transfer and send Sally's boyfriend a Whatsapp message,

"Sent sir, I hope you enjoy the meal with my wife and have a good night with her in my bed, thank you sir."

Sally's boyfriend messages back,

"Good wanker boy Philip. I or Sally will message Evie from the restaurant when we are due back home and she will let you know, so that you can go to the garden shed before we return. And Philip, there will be trouble if you are still in the house when Sally and I get back!"

On Friday at about 6.45pm Evie arrives to look after my children and put them to bed at 8pm.

Sally is ready for her date with her boyfriend, wearing a short skirt, white blouse, showing a lot of cleavage and fishnet hold ups and black 4 inch heels, she looks lovely, a bit tarty too.

I approach Evie and give her the £50 and say, "I will be up in the little room for the evening, until my bedtime."

Evie does not seem surprised at this and I think knows that Sally is dating another man and not me, her husband. She takes the money with a big smirky sort of smile.

Up in my little room, I unlock my pornography cabinet and select a few girly mags to browse.

Downstairs, I hear Sally's boyfriend come into the house and watch from the window when they leave, both walk to the taxi, holding hands, laughing and looking back at the front door and waving at Evie.

Later on, after Evie has put the children to bed and they are asleep, I hear the front door open and some giggling downstairs. I sneak out of my little masturbation den and peek over the banister to see that Evie has two of her female friends round at my house.

The girls talk quietly so as not to wake the children but I can hear Evie say to her friends, who are both as sexy as Evie, with tight leggings, slim waists and round perky breasts,

"That's right, Mr Whiteley is upstairs, whilst Mrs Whiteley is on a date with another man"

More giggling from the three of them, and Evie continues,

"Mrs Whiteley's date is spending the night here and Mr Whiteley goes to the garden shed for the night"

They giggle some more quite loudly but fortunately the children are good sleepers so do not wake,

I return to my wanking den with my penis as hard as a rock and stroke it, but save any cum for later.

At about 10pm, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs and a light knock on my little den door, it is Evie, she says,

"Mr Whiteley, Sally has text me to say that she and her date will be home soon and to let you know"

"Okay", I say, "Thank you for letting me know"

Evie replies,

"You should hurry up as I got the message about 15 minutes ago, but I was busy, so I did not come straight up to tell you, sorry".

I can hear Evie give a little laugh as she says this, I think the delay was deliberate!

I quickly pack away my girly mags and masturbation aids, e. g. cock ring, masturbation sheath and nipple clamps and come out of my den, trying to hide the tent in my jogging pants, which annoyingly are not baggy enough.

I come down the stairs and there is Evie and her 2 friends smiling and trying not to laugh at me as they notice my predicament with the jogging pants.

Suddenly the front door opens and Sally and her boyfriend are back home, they are holding each other and laughing and smiling.

Sally's boyfriend, stops smiling and looks angrily at me and says,

"Why are you still here Philip! You should be in the garden shed by now, get in the living room, we need to teach you a lesson"

"Yes sir", I reply and scurry into the living room, closely followed by Sally's boyfriend, Sally and the 3 girls.

Sally's boyfriend closes the door and pushes me to my knees and instructs me to lean across the sofa. With my back to everyone and my bottom raised prominently, Sally's boyfriend says,

"Pull your jogging bottoms down"

"Yes sir" I reply and do as instructed.

How I wish I had some underpants on, but there was I, with my bare bum on show to not only Sally's boyfriend and Sally but to the three girls, fortunately they could not see my little erection as it was pushed into the leather fabric of the sofa.

I noticed Sally's boyfriend got a bamboo cane from a corner of the room, odd how it happened to be there. He says,

"You were supposed to be out of the house when I returned with your wife, weren't you Philip?"

"Yes sir", I reply, "I am sorry sir, please punish me"

With that last plea from me, Sally's boyfriend starts whipping my bum with the bamboo cane. It hurts but I try not to make a noise so as not to disturb the sleeping kids. I count at least 6 strikes and am able to glance back into the room to see Sally and the 3 girls smiling and obviously enjoying the show.

To my horror the girls are filming it all on their phones, Evie sees me, gives a chuckle and gets up to film a sideways shot.

I turn my head away so that my face is not filmed.

Sally's boyfriend snaps,

"Look at Evie" and gives an extra swipe with the cane.

I do as asked and Evie is smiling and filming my face, she is smiling and  turns to Sally and her friends and says,

"He is nearly crying, ooo look I can see he is enjoying it though, he as a hard-on"

Laughs and giggles from them and Evie points her phone down to film my erect penis.

Sally's boyfriend gives a final blast of the cane on my red raw bottom and says,

"I wonder who else will see the video clips, ha ha. Now off you go to the garden shed Philip, there's a good boy".

I pull my pants up and quickly rush off to the garden shed.

I get into my sleeping bag, pull my jogging pants down and whilst thinking about the evening masturbate to a fantastic orgasm, spraying my spunk all over my stomach and chest.

I am happy to take suggestions for the next installment, I am thinking, birthday parties, family holidays.