Beth & Josh: Live & Learn

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It had been hard to admit this to Beth. But once he did, it had all moved so fast. In just a matter of hours, they moved from his best friend helping him take care of his wife's needs, to Jake considering moving in their house.

In the five minutes since Jake went upstairs, Josh's head has been spinning. He remained on the floor, holding the beer cans. Clueless as to what he's supposed to do next.

Meanwhile upstairs, Jake is in bed with Beth. She's curled up next to him. She's awake. She is exhausted and sore. She's speaks softly, 'Where did Josh go?'

'I took him downstairs so we could chat.'

'Chat? About what?'

'Just guy stuff. You know-how we're going to cope with this new arrangement.'

Arrangement.

As Beth lays there, she would readily admit that Jake knows what he's doing. There are parts of her body that had been touched and tortured and pleased that she didn't even know was possible. So many of the things in her dirtiest thoughts, Jake had done to her.

The crazy thing in her mind, Jake's cock wasn't anything special. She thought, six inches is fine. Its not thick. Its not pretty. Its just.... but Oh my God, she thought... He just knows what to do, what to take, what to use. There are a hundred women she knows that would give anything to have a night of what she just had, twice in a week.

However, even though she's curled up next to her lover, she misses her husband.

It's true, the comparison between how Jake fucks and uses her and how Josh has always been with her, is like the difference between daylight and dark.

But on the other hand, Josh is her soul mate. He's held her hand as she's cried.

He's held her hair as she has puked.

He's loved her at her worst.

Sure, he forgot her birthday last year.

Maybe he isn't the best in bed.

Maybe he was sexually selfish. Or ignorant. Or lacking. But he is the one she chose.

She wonders to herself, Why the hell does it have to be this difficult? Why can't she have the heat, the raw, the nasty that she feels with Jake. And the security, the protection, the comfort, the love that she feels with Josh? Although Beth lays next to Jake, exhausted and sore, she has a new pain.

In her heart.

'Jake?' she says shakily

'Yeah?'

'Would you go downstairs and send Josh up? I need to talk to him, alone.'

Jake doesn't think twice about it. 'Sure.'

He stands up, puts his shirt on, looks across his shoulder at her. He smiles. Josh really is a lucky guy. She doesn't smile back-shes lost in her thoughts.

Josh hears footsteps coming down the stairs. 'Hey man, Beth wants you.' Josh lifts his head. He tries to find in Jake's face an answer to what she might want. But Jake looks as puzzled he does. Josh stands up, takes a deep breath, glances towards Jake again and then heads upstairs.

Josh is taken aback as he walks in the doorway. The last time Beth looked this tired, hurt, unsettled was the week her mother passed away. He hopes she's better than she looks. He's not sure what comes next. As he stands there, one thing he is sure if... he will break in pieces if she tells him to sleep in the other room.

'Jake said you wanted to see me?'

She doesn't say anything. She weakly lifts her hand outstretched towards him. He takes a breath and walks to her. He sees a tear in her eye. He's not really sure what's going on.

'Are you okay?

'Josh, I'm confused.'

'Confused about what?' As he lowers himself to sit on the side of the bed. Instead of answering, she wrapped her arms around his waist. She pulls her face towards him. A lot has happened in the last six hours. One thing has not changed. He still loves this woman more than anything in the world, including Jake. He put his hand gently in her hair. As he gently caresses her, he pulls matted hair from her face. He tucks it behind her ear.

She lifts her eyes towards him.

He leans down quietly, slowly.

'Beth, what's the matter? What are you confused about?'

'Josh, I think I made a mistake.'

'A mistake? About what?'

'About this. It's all moving too fast.

He tries really hard not to react even though his heart leaps inside him as she glances toward the downstairs. He was thinking the same thing. He looks at her and says, 'How is it moving too fast?'

'Earlier, when you came home, I heard what you said to me. And I just, I don't know what happened. I Just took over. To be honest, I was angry at you. I thought we had such a good week together after last weekend. But you pulled away. It seemed like you just quit.'

Josh swallows hard. No matter how smart he was. Or talented he was at work. Or even affectionate he was with Beth. No matter how much he loved her, he was still insecure. Insecure that he could never be all the man she needed.

'You think I quit?'

Without looking at him she says, 'I think you are using this cuckold thing... as an excuse.'

She lifts her head to look in his eyes. She puts her hand on his chest.

'I don't have a problem with anything you need or want to be, Josh. But I didn't sign up to be your wife to have somebody else take your place. I chose you. All of you.

'An excuse?'

'Yes, an excuse to not accept that sometimes things aren't perfect. That doesn't make them a failure. That's just reality, Josh.'

He looks in her eyes. He's now even more uncomfortable with Jake's suggestion that he move in. He has no idea if she knows. This certainly isn't the time to bring it up.

He looks at her and quietly says, 'You said you wanted Jake to stay tonight?'

Before she even answers, he knows what she's thinking. He pulls her a little closer now. He kisses her on the forehead. 'You know, if you change your mind, it's okay.'

Her eyes brighten up.

'Do you think he would be angry?'

'I don't think so. But even if he is, you are my wife and I am your husband. Besides, I saw what he got to do to your body tonight. He'll be fine.' He smiles. She squeezes him tightly. He feels his chest getting wet from her tears. He holds her for a while in the moment. He whispers, 'Would you like me to ask Jake to go home?'

'No, let me do it. But would you stay here with me while I do?'

'Anything for you Beth.'

He kisses her again on the forehead, stands up, goes to the stairs.

'Hey Jake. Beth wants to see you again.'

Jake stands from the chair and scratches himself. When he does, he realizes he's more than a little sore. He smiles. It's a small price to pay for a woman like Beth. He heads up the stairs, preparing himself one more time to be her bull tonight.

He gets to the top of the stairs and walks to doorway. He sees Josh sitting on the edge of the bed. Beth is now sitting next to him holding his hand, in his lap.

'Yeah Beth, did you need me again?' He has a small grin on his face.

'Jake, you were amazing tonight. I'm absolutely used, satisfied and exhausted. But I think I want to be alone, with Josh tonight.'

'You mean you want me in the guest room?'

'No, I'd like us to be alone in the house-just he and I.' Josh knows Jake well enough after all these years, to see on his face the disappointment. He doesn't overreact.

He doesn't make an ass out of himself.

But he is disappointed.

He steps towards her and Josh. She is a little concerned.

He comes to her and says, 'Beth, I'll do whatever you and Josh need from me. I'll go home. You can call me tomorrow or whenever, if you need me to come back.'

She moves her face towards him kisses him on the cheek.

'Thank you Jake.

'You're welcome-both of you.'

Josh says 'I'll walk you out if you want.'

'Actually, I know the way to the door.

My best friend needs to stay here with his wife.'

She squeezes Josh's hand, hoping everything is going to be okay.

Jake turns and looks in Josh's eyes. He pats Josh on the shoulder.

'I'll catch you later man.'

Within a moment, he's made his way down the stairs to the front door. In mere moments, he's in his pickup truck going down the street.

Now that it's just the two of them again, things feel a little strange.

Josh says, 'You know, I think you need another shower, or a bath.' There is dried cum on her. Her hair is matted. She feels sweaty and sticky.

'Yeah, I think so.'

'I'll run the bath.'

'Thank you, that would be nice.'

Josh goes to the bathroom, picks up the towels from earlier and runs a nice hot bath for Beth. Once the bath is full he returns to the bedroom, 'Baby, your bath is ready.' She looks up at him, 'Would you join me?'

Josh looks at the bed, knowing the sheets need to be changed. He looks at the room, which is a little disheveled. Then he looks at his wife.

'Sure.'

He smiles as he takes her hand.

Somewhere along the way, Jake had put a t-shirt on her. It's all she's wearing-except the layer of sweat and cum. In the bathroom, Josh reaches up and softly removes her t-shirt. He notices the bruises and marks on her back and ass. He turns her around, looks in her face, pulls her hair back off her shoulders. He leans in to kiss her.

She presses her body against his.

He's still in that pair of shorts, but no shirt. Her bruised, but beautiful tits push into his chest. As he holds her, he feels her nipples harden.

In a moment, she turns to get into the tub. Josh removes his shorts and steps behind her. As she's about to get in the tub, she slips. Josh grabbed her just before her head whacks the side of the tub.

She is startled.

He is terrified.

He lowers her into the tub and then slides in behind her. As he slides in, her bare back and ass press up against his chest and cock. His beautiful cock is semi-hard. But more than that, he feels the warmth of his wife.

He puts his arms around each side of her, locking his hands together on her stomach. She lays her head into the hollow of his neck.

After a few moments, he finally says, 'I'm sorry that I didn't know how to handle any of this.'

'How to handle what?'

'These feelings of, well, the realization that I can't take care of you in bed, like I should.' 'Josh I have never complained. I have never even told any girlfriends of mine that you were lacking.'

That was almost true. She didn't actually tell any of her girlfriends. But when Josh's sister Melinda and her husband Timothy we're here for Christmas, unknown to Josh, she did tell Melinda. Melinda's husband Timothy was even more passive than Josh. Melinda then confided in her that Timothy was her cuckold. Beth didn't even know what that meant. They had a long discussion. Beth asked a lot of questions. Melinda was into humiliating Timothy.

Beth really wasn't interested in seeing Josh embarrassed. She just wanted to be used-like her grand dad used to say, "To be rode hard.. and put up wet.'

They made a pact that they would just keep it to themselves.

Back in the moment, she continues and tells Josh, 'This week you paid so much attention to me. You were more concerned if I came than if you did. Then suddenly, I was shocked when you told me you thought it should be Jake, instead of you.'

After a few moments, Josh says, 'But the way you respond to him?'

Her voice gets a little louder.

'No! My body responds to what he does... not to Him. I love you, Josh. I'd respond the same way to you, if you were the one doing those things.'

Josh feels tears welling up in his eyes.

'But you called Jake. You made me sit on the floor. You spoke so harshly to me. You told me you didn't want Jake and I to touch and then you made me wash him. Then I had to sit helpless while he beat you.'

Suddenly Beth is sick to her stomach. Although it was awkward in the tub, she leans forward, lifts herself off of Josh's chest, turns to face him, puts her hands on his face.

'I am so sorry. I couldn't understand the cuckold thing. I got angry and then I thought I would just show you what it means to be less than my husband.'

Their eyes are locked on each other.

Finally, she whispers, 'I don't want someone else. I want you.' She looks in his eyes.

For a brief moment, Josh thinks to himself how big a sacrifice she would be making to choose him.

Then in a moment, he realizes with Jake, it was sex. With him, it's love. Not the romantic novel kind. But real love. He pulls her closer. She winces in pain as he squeezes her. The kiss is not like any they've had in a very long time-it had passion. But it had more than that, it had hope in it.

After just a few moments, her head is laying on him. Her hand is playing with the hairs on his chest. Softly Josh asks, 'Why did you send Jake home?'

'Because I couldn't stand the thought of not sleeping next to you.'

Eventually they washed themselves and begin to drain the tub. Josh steps out first. Beth follows behind. He helps her dry off. He dries off, puts on a towel, goes into the bedroom. She stays in the bathroom. She spends a moment brushing her hair-getting herself ready for bed. Her body is aching all over.

One of the things that happens when someone finds their true love-their partner, in addition to the passion and the raw sex, something happens to the soul. It's hard to explain, but you just want to make them happy.

In a few minutes, she comes out of the bathroom. They both have a look of surprise on their face. Josh is surprised that she slid on the pretty blue lace lingerie that was hanging on the back of the bathroom door. She knows it's his favorite.

She's surprised that he has changed the sheets, picked up the room, turned down the lights, lit a couple candles to hide the smell of raw sex. He is standing by the closet, holding the clothes hamper. There's no one there to notice. No one there to write it down. No one there to document it, but this is the picture of true love. Sometimes a man needs to change the sheets and pick up the dirty clothes to show his wife he loves her instead of waiting to tell her when she's at the end of her rope.

The same is true for a wife. Sometimes she needs to put on her husband's favorite lingerie, pour his favorite drink without asking or go without a bra so he can catch an unsolicited glimpse of her tits.

Neither one of them knew it happened.

That was the moment that Josh discovered he was enough and Beth realized he is all she really wanted.

Both of them, simultaneously happy.

Josh put the hamper down. He can't take his eyes off of her. He moves towards her as she steps closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She whispered in his ear, 'I'll do anything you want.'

He leads her to the bed, As she slides in, he turns to blow out the candles. He lays on his side. As he turns to her put his arm around her, he pulls her closer.

'You know what I really would like to do?'

Her heart beats fast as she looks at him.

'I want to fall asleep, holding my wife.'

She smiles-partly from relief because she doesn't know how much more her body can handle tonight. But more importantly, because she's never felt so loved in all of her life.

It's still dark in the window when he stirs. Josh hears something-something odd. He turns his head as he fights the power of sleep. He sees Beth is not in the bed. It takes a few moments for him to shut the sleep out of his head. What was that noise?

Finally, he pulls himself out of bed. He sees a trickle of light from under the bathroom door. As he walks closer, he hears moans.

He stands petrified.

Did she call Jake in the night?

Is she on the phone?

Does she have her vibrator?

As he stands there in the dark, continuing to hear the moans, his mind wanders. Has the last week with Jake turned her into a sex crazed animal? Why could she not wake him? He is terrified as he gently knocks on the door. 'Beth? Are you okay?'

The moans stop. So does Josh's breathing.

There is no reply.

'Beth?'

'Yes Josh?'

He gently pushes the door open.

There is Beth.

Alone.

Undressed.

He first sees the tears running down her face. He follows the form of her unclothed body. Suddenly he sees her ass. There are welts. There are open cuts. He can see the marks-all from Jake's beating last night.

'Oh, baby are you okay?'

Amongst her tears, she is writhing in pain.

'What happened?'

'I woke in the middle of the night and the pain was unbearable. I didn't know that Jake had... well, I didn't know it was so bad.'

Josh now stands caressing her hair. She squeezes his other hand tightly as the open cuts are throbbing on her ass.

'What do I need to do?'

It's kind of a strange thing to put lotion on your lover's ass-especially if it's not for pleasure.

This was not for pleasure.

In their bath last night, Josh had noticed the bruises, the stripes. Even the cuts. They looked nothing like this. It appeared that the hot water in the tub had drawn the bruising and swelling to the surface. As Josh caresses her face and hair, he is shocked that her ass now looks like it's been mauled by an animal.

Josh finishes with the lotion-actually the healing ointment. He helped her stand. They returned to the bed. She gently lays on her stomach and side-facing him. Her head is on his arm. He softly kisses her forehead. He begins to hum Bon Jovi to her as she falls asleep. For the next couple of hours, Josh does not sleep. There is so much going on in his mind.

What will they do now?

Is this what she wants from now on-to be used like Jake does? Does she enjoy the pleasure so much that she's going to be willing to endure the pain?

Then there's Jake.

What will she decide about him? She doesn't even know Jake suggested that he move in.

Beth's passive husband, Josh, lays there with all these thoughts on his mind. Although his mind spins in circles-tossing all these things around, he doesn't find any solutions.

Once the sun has come up-about 8:00 on Saturday morning, Beth begins to stir. This time she wakes to an empty bed. Before her mind can begin to question, she smells the aroma of brewing coffee as it wafts up the stairs. She lifts her legs off the bed, preparing to go to the bathroom. The fire in her ass reminds her more than she wants to recall. Slowly, she's able to slide off the bed. As she stands, she gasps as the pains shoot up her back and down her legs. She makes it into the bathroom. She prepares to sit down. As soon as she does, her pussy lips spread and the soreness, bruising and pain from her clit to her asshole all assault her at once.

For the next three minutes, as she winces in pain on the toilet, she wonders if she will ever want to do all that again.

Just about that time, Josh is on his way back up the stairs. He see she's not in bed, but he also hears the trickling of piss from the bathroom.

They've had an eventful 20 hours.

First, his confession.

Secondly, her attempt at control.

Thirdly, Jake's consensual assault on her sexuality and her body.

Fourthly, Josh's new submission.

Finally, some time for them to rediscover why they're together in the first place.

Josh stands holding two cups of coffee.

When she comes out of the bathroom, she walks like a woman who's been fucked in the ass-among other things. She looks up and sees her husband.

Briefly it runs across her mind how they begin liking each other in junior high school. She looks at the handsome, well-toned man standing in front of her holding a cup of coffee for her. She remembered their first date.

Then making out at homecoming under the bleachers. She remembers their junior year, when that bitch Stacy, one of the cheerleaders, tried to steal him from her.

She was just a girl then, but she wasnt having any of that shit.

Of course Beth won.

She remembers the prom and graduation. As her mind races through her memories, she remembers standing at that altar. It's funny, the one thing she remembers the most... how his ass looked in those tuxedo pants.

'Beth, Beth are you okay, baby?'

As she regains awareness of where she is, she says, 'Yes, I was I was just remembering. Josh, I think we need to talk.'

It's not the first time in the last day that Josh has frozen in his tracks-not knowing what to say.

'Okay baby, where would you like us to talk?'

'Can we go downstairs?'

He nods and follows her with two cups of coffee in his hands. After a painful walk down the stairs in her robe, Beth takes the cup of coffee. They decide to sit on the patio this morning.

Josh, trying not to look nervous, sits down.

It's three or four minutes before Beth speaks 'I think we need to talk about this situation.' 'Which situation is that?'

'I've made a decision of what I want.'

'Yes?' he asks.

She takes a deep breath and says 'Do you remember last week, what our weekend was like after our first time with Jake?'

Hesitantly Josh says, 'Yes.'

'You were so attentive. Sure, you fucked me hard. Sure, you worshiped my body. But you did all of that after you paid attention to me... to my needs. Baby, you made me come repeatedly. Josh, you never did that before. Ultimately, you you made me feel needed. You made me want you. Do you remember that?'

Josh looks in her eyes as he takes a sip of his coffee. 'Yes baby, I do.'

She takes a deep breath and says, 'I have decided that I will let you be whatever you need to be. But, baby I also need you to be what I need you to be.'

Josh is a little confused.

'And what is that?'

'I need you to be the one that gives me the passion, the fucking, the raw unbridled sweaty sex. I'm not so sure about the beating. She smiles sheepishly.

Josh reaches to take her hand. 'So what does that mean about Jake?'

The pause wasn't as long as he was expecting. Beth moves closer to him. She looks him in the eye and says, 'Jake is your best friend. He is is an amazing Lover and bull. But that's not what I need.'

Josh lets out a nervous sigh.

They sit for a moment.

'I'm going to get more coffee. Do you need some more?'

'No thanks baby.'

When he returns, he stops at the door.

'There are two things I need to know.'

'Okay.'

'First, are you ready to tell Jake that?'

She says 'It might be difficult, but yes. I think we need to maybe tomorrow or Monday.'

'And secondly,' Josh says, 'I need to know if you will help me?'

'Help you?'

'Help me become the man that you need. You know, in bed.'

Beth places her coffee cup on the side table. She moves in front of him, wincing, as she moves. 'Baby,' with a groan, 'All I need is for you to change a couple of your habits and stop being afraid. You have seen I won't break... just bruise.' For the first time in the last couple of days, they laugh together.

'Anything for you Beth.'

From there it was a fairly normal Saturday. A little football for Josh. During halftime and commercials he did a load of laundry. Beth ordered groceries, read in her book and made a pot of chili.

Later in bed, they had a long chat. They decided they would call Jake on Sunday and invite him for dinner Monday night. They also decided they would start their new adventures together tomorrow. Beth's ass was really killing her and Josh was thinking... way too much.

For the second day in a row, Beth wakes about 8:00 a. m. It's Sunday morning. As she begins to stir she feels something odd over her head. She realizes it's her hands. She can't move them. In a panic, her eyes dart completely open. Before she can even figure out what's going on with her arms, she sees Josh-sitting in the chair across the room. There's a grin on his face. As she begins to acclimate herself to what's going on, she tries again to pull her hands down. Suddenly she realizes they are tied to the headboard. She jerks her head and looks again at Josh who continues to smirk. 'Josh? What's going on?'

Josh picks up his coffee cup. He takes a drink, not answering her-just looking at her with his eyes locked on her body. Again she says 'Josh, I mean it, what are you doing?'

Josh sits his coffee cup down and says, 'You wanted your husband to play, so I thought we'd start here.' She was completely floored. Se hadn't even given him a hint-but here she awakes, tied up with a new need stirring in her body. She would have to admit, if she was asked, she's pretty damn turned on.

However, because Josh is new at this, there's something he didn't think of.

'Josh?'

'Yes,' he says in a monotone authoritative voice.

'I have to pee.'

Josh's heart sinks.

'God damn it.'

He looks totally dejected.

'Two minutes please. Just give me two minutes. If you'll let my hands go I'll be right back, I promise.'

Josh wants to pout. He wants to sulk and feel sorry for himself. Then he sees the wetness inside her thighs. That blue lace that he loves so much seems to be sopping wet. He stands quietly and unties her hands. She sits up pulls him to her, kisses him and says, 'Two minutes, I promise,' and she scurries to the bathroom.

You know how it is when you need to pee and you put too much emphasis on it and then you can't go? Well, it took a little more than two minutes. Josh didn't even notice. She washes her hands. Dries off her pussy. Fluffs her hair around. Takes a deep breath and walks back into the bedroom.

Josh has not moved. He's still standing by the bed. She can't really tell what he's thinking. His face, for once, is unreadable. She steps closer.

'Stop right there.'

She freezes. 'Yes Josh?'

'No. I think you should call me, Sir.'

If Josh had said that twice, she would have had an orgasm right there. Her nipples immediately became hard. Her pussy clenched around the emptiness. Even her asshole tightened. 'Yes sir.' she says.

Without saying another word, he steps closer, grabs her wrists, pulls her to the bed. He is aware that her ass hurts so he tries to be cautious, but all he can think of is tying her to the bed. He lays her down and puts a pillow in the small of her back so her ass is lifted off of the bed. Again, he ties her wrists to the headboard. As he does, she sees the hardness in his shorts. She has never wanted a cock down her throat so bad in all of her life. But she knows this is Josh's show so she won't say anything-unless he asks... or commands.

Once he has her hands tied, he moves down the bed. He climbs up from the footboard. Her feet are on the bed, her knees in the air. He takes each of her feet and spreads them. As he looks at her pussy, if he didn't know better he would swear it's calling his name out loud. He lays between her thighs. She feels his hot breath. She knows what to expect. She knows his hot mouth and tongue are about to consume her cunt.

What she knew was going to happen is not exactly what happened. As she lays there, Josh reaches up and spanks her pussy. She yelps. As her eyes are wide open and locked on Josh to see what he's going to do next, instead of slapping her pussy-this time he lowers his face. Right before he gets to her cunt he turns to the right and bites her inner thigh. She screams again.

She won't realize it for a couple days, but that's the first time he ever marked her in all those years. Before she can get the entire scream out of her mouth, Josh has locked his face on top of her clit. It didn't take him long to find it. That cute little button was just waiting to come out and play. Within just a few seconds, Josh had her squirming. She wants her hands loose so bad so she can grab his head.

After about three minutes, Beth knows that she won't come the way he's eating her. She had promised him and herself no more fake orgasms. So she says, 'Oh God baby, finger. I need a finger. Although she was knew it was risky, it worked. Josh pushes not one, but two fingers inside her tight cunt. When he gets them inside he turns his hand and separates his fingers. One goes down. One goes up as he curls it into her G-spot. The other one touches the edge of her cervix.

He sucks her clit and she loses her mind.

'Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Shit damn fuck. Josh, oh my God, I'm going to come everywhere.'

He doesn't stop. He presses just a little harder into her cervix. He sucks in one solid stroke her beautiful little clit. Suddenly, from her feet, up her legs, shooting through her thighs, her cunt feels like it's been electrocuted.

She begins to scream. She's saying something, but he cannot understand the words. As she blabbers incoherently, she begins to come. At first there are a couple of little squirts. As Josh continues, the floodgates open. So much so, that Josh has to pull off for a second. He has so much flooding his mouth. In a moment, he takes that hand and spanks her cunt again. She's blubbering incoherently again. He spanks, again, and again. She loses all sense and continues to come.

Finally, Josh does something she's never done before. He presses his entire palm across her cunt and clit. With his other hand, he takes her knees and pulls them together. He holds her knees together tightly as he presses. As he does, something goes off in the nerve endings in her clit and she begins to shake and tremble. She looks like she's having a seizure. In a moment, not moving either her knees or his palm, she finally begins to come down. After another three minutes, the wave is gone and her body feels like she has never felt before. She looks up at Josh who is sitting with a smile on his face.

'Oh my God, if you do that to me once a month, I'll be happy for the rest of my life.' Then Josh does something really out of character, he stands up off the bed and leaves her tied. He goes into the bathroom She's completely shocked. Not only has she just woken up and had the biggest orgasm she's ever had, her hands are tied to the headboard and her husband left the room. She would never admit this out loud, but she was getting hornier by the minute.

Josh comes back in. He stands and looks at her for a moment. She looks at him and suddenly begins to feel small. She begins to feel like he is a powerful authoritative figure and she's just a servant. He steps closer, leans forward, gives her his trademark kiss on the forehead and then he does the damnedest thing.

He turns around and goes and sits back in the chair. The smirking bastard finishes his cup of coffee.

The woman in her wanted to be mad because he just left her there staring.

But the slut in her was so thankful he left her alone a minute. Her body still was feeling the electrical charges shoot through. After another five or ten minutes, Josh has finished his cup of coffee. She doesn't know he's finished, so he fakes drinking coffee for another five minutes-just so he can look at her beautiful body.

Finally he stands, walks to the bed, sits on the side of the bed and in Josh's trademark way, caresses her hair. He tucks it behind her ear. He cleans it off her face. He kisses her on the forehead. As he kisses her, he reaches up and undoes her hands. As her hands fall free, he looks at her and says, 'I think you should make us some breakfast.'

'Yes Sir.'

In about 30 minutes, Beth, still in her blue lace, standing and looking absolutely beautiful at the stove has just finished a skillet of French toast. Josh has set the table on the patio. He pours them both another cup of coffee. She grabs the syrup and the French toast. They enjoy a great after sex breakfast in the cool fall air.

They actually don't say a single thing to each other during breakfast or the 20 minutes to follow. They both, in their own way, are just enjoying the moment.

Josh is pretty proud of himself. He laid awake for an hour trying to come up with what he was willing to try and what she might be okay with.

Beth on the other hand is pretty proud of him too. He didn't ask. He just had seen how Jake had treated her and with his own flair, gave her the biggest orgasm of her life.'

Finally, after the long silence, Josh gets up and gets them both another cup of coffee. He hands her the cup and says the French toast was really good. She says, 'thank you baby.' She reaches over and puts her hand on top of his. He says, 'I think we need to call Jake. We'll go ahead and invite him to dinner tomorrow like we talked about'

That was all that was said about it for about an hour. They finished their coffee and cleaned off the table. She went to get dressed while Josh finished the kitchen. Josh then waits for her to come down and says 'I think we should call him now. How do you want to do this?'

She said, 'Well, why don't you put him on speaker and we'll just tell him together.'

Jake's phone begins to ring. He sees Josh's number.

'Hey man, how are you and Beth?'

'Actually, she's here with me Jake. We kind of wanted to talk to you a moment.'

'Okay. Hey Beth, how are you this morning?'

'Better than I was yesterday.'

'What happened yesterday?'

'You damn near beat me to death Jake.' She chuckled and finally Jake took a breath.

'Is it bad?'

Josh interjects and says, 'We made the mistake of her taking a bath after you left.'

'Oh shit.'

Josh says, 'Yeah we discovered that the hard way, but she's feeling better today. Aren't you, dear?'

'Well Jake, I woke up with my hands tied to the headboard.'

Jake says 'You did what?'

'It seems that your habits are rubbing off on my husband.'

'Oh yeah?'

Josh says, 'That's kind of what we wanted to call about, Jake.'

'Okay, shoot.'

As Josh gets ready to speak, Beth puts her hand on top of his, slightly nods and takes over the conversation. 'Jake, I made a decision.'

'What's that, Beth?'

There was no reason for him to ask. He knew what she was going to say.

Finally, she says 'I have thought a lot. Josh and I have talked a lot. I'll ever be grateful to you for what you showed us and what you showed Josh. But, I don't really know that we are the cuckold type.'

'You don't?'

'No, I decided if I could combine the passion and skill and rawness of what you did to me with the man that I love-then my life would be perfect.'

Jake pauses.

Josh says, 'We would like you to come to dinner tomorrow night so we can show you how much we appreciate you. We wanna make sure it's not awkward.'

'What time would you like me there?'

Beth says, 'How about 6:30? and I was thinking chicken fried steak.'

'I'll bring the beer.'

They both let out their withheld breath. 'Thanks Jake.'

'No problem buddy and take care of that beautiful wife of yours. I'll see you guys tomorrow.

'Bye Jake.'

They hang up the phone and look at each, other both realizing their knuckles are white, their throats are dry-but it's done.

It's an odd feeling when you've done something you know is right and is needed, but you still feel weird about it. That's how they felt. They knew it was right. They knew this is the best thing for them and their marriage. But they still felt awful.

Josh turns on the first NFL game.

Beth is piddling around the house.

She comes and sits down next to him.

After a while, she's not paying attention to the game-but he is. She sits snuggled up next to him. After another hour, there's a knock on the front door.

They have no idea who might be visiting on a Sunday afternoon. Neither of them say it, but they both wonder if it's Jake.

Finally Josh stands up and goes to the door. As he opens the door, he's completely surprised.

'Hello Josh.'

'Hi Tina?'

He looks past Tina. Standing three steps behind her, with his head lowered and his shoulders dropped, is her pathetic little cuckold husband, Bill.

It's been about three years since Jake cuckolded Bill and started fucking Tina regularly. Jake told Josh the story once. Not much to tell. Beth had heard stories. But here they are.

As she hears Tina's voice, Beth is surprised and appears from behind Josh.

'Hi Tina. Hello Bill.'

He doesn't speak but nods gently.

Tina says, 'Would you mind if we came in for a moment?'

'Oh no, of course. Come in.'

Tina steps in. Three steps behind her is Bill. He's not made eye contact with them yet and he certainly hasn't said anything. Beth notices that Bill looks like he's three or four inches shorter than Tina. She knows that's not true, that he's an inch taller or so. But just now, he looks like he's shrinking down into well into less of a man. She wonders if he eventually will just disappear. By the looks of things, maybe he already has.

'Won't you have a seat?'

Tina says, 'Thank you.' She moves to the sofa and sits at the edge. They both can't help but notice her tight leather skirt that reaches way above her knees. They've never seen her dressed like that. Bill has not moved from the front door. Josh wants to invite him in, but he doesn't know if Bill is allowed in. From the looks of it, Josh doesn't want to piss Tina off.

In a moment, Tina says, 'Cuck, position.'

Like a trained puppy-no, more like a trained monkey at the zoo, Bill moves over to her. As he approaches Tina, he automatically lowers himself to his knees. He gets on all fours and lowers his head to her feet. The first thing that crosses Beth's mind is what the fuck is going on? Josh is a little more diplomatic, at the moment and is the first one to speak.

'Tina can we help you with something?'

'Well I know that we have a common friend in Jake.' Beth takes Josh's hand. Tina continues, 'As you know, Jake has been our bull for about three years. He let me know that you two were considering making a lifestyle change. Beth squeezes Josh's hand tighter. Now Josh is wondering, what the fuck is going on? Tina continues, 'As you can see, we are fairly advanced in our relationship. Bill, formerly my husband, is now solely my cuckold.

Josh is amazed. Bill doesn't look like he's even breathing. He hasn't moved a hair. He's now been on his knees for three or four minutes and he's not moved. Finally, Josh can't stand it. He says, ' He is still alive over there?' She reaches up and pulls his collar. As she does, his head lifts up.

'Look at me Cucky.'

'Yes ma'am?'

'I think we should demonstrate what a cuck is good for.'

Beth and Josh still don't know what the hell is going on here in their own home. They both are thinking Jake may have set them up. But they're not sure. They are standing there, holding hands. Tina says, 'Why don't you have a seat?'

As they have a seat next, they are pressed tightly next to each other, thighs touching. Neither one of them want to separated. They need each other's presence for this... whatever this is.

Tina begins to give commands to Bill. He kisses her shoe, sucks her finger. He does several small things. Then there's complete shock. 'If you'll give me just a little bit of liberty, I'd like to show you Beth, how he stays in line.

Beth says, 'Tina are you sure?'

'Oh sure. Cucky always likes attention. It makes him happy to be shown for off for me. Isn't that right Cucky?' Bill is completely submitted at this point.

'Stand and reveal.'

Reveal?

What the living fuck?

In their living room?

Sure enough, in just a moment Bill has dropped his pants. There it is in all of it's little glory.

They both have heard of them. But neither one of them had ever seen a cock cage in real life. This one was especially strange.

It looked like a quarter.

It was flat.

Very shiny stainless steel.

His balls were extended almost two inches below the little flat disc.

Beth is mesmerized and terrified.

Josh is in simulated pain.

The only thing both of them could think, is 'there is no way all of Josh's cock ever get in one of those and who would want it?'

Tina noticing their faces, 'You can come closer and examine, if you want.'

'No No, that's okay.'

Josh asks Bill if it hurts.

Of course Bill doesn't speak.

Tina says, 'Answer Cucky.'

With a very meek, quiet, almost squealy voice, Bill says, 'No, it's my privilege to be caged; to have my worthless pathetic cock caged so I can not interfere with Tina and her bull.'

They both are a little put off that a grown man would allow himself to be paraded around like this.

Then, Tina shocks the hell out of them.

She stands and moves closer to Beth. She reaches into her purse and pulls out a very small paper bag-a gift bag.

'This is, well this is a lifestyle welcome gift. We are so excited to have a new cuck in the neighborhood.'

Instantly Beth feels Josh's hand and his whole body stiffen. She squeezes his hand in reassurance.

'As you two are expanding, I thought maybe you'd like to have one of these. They really are little miracle workers.' She chuckles

Beth says, 'Okay? Thank you?'

'You don't have to open it now. You can open it later, if you'd like.'

'That's very sweet of you. Thank you.'

Josh is internally just about to explode. Beth sits the bag on the table. With that, Tina snaps her fingers. Instantly the little man puts his little man away, zips his pants and follows her to the door.

'Thank you for allowing us to come in your home. We look forward to maybe spending time with you two. And Jake. As they leave, Bill never looks at them again.

They're gone.

The door stays open for about two minutes before Josh and Beth realized that she's gone and they haven't moved.

Finally, Beth steps forward to shut the door.

Josh says, 'What the hell was that? And this?'

'I don't know, but I don't want to open that bag.'

Josh says, 'I do. Let's see what's in it.' He's almost like a giddy child on Christmas morning. Until he opens the bag.

He pulls a little black box out about the size of a watch box. There are no markings. Josh opens the box and completely freezes in place. Beth looks. She wants to giggle but she knows it's not funny, at least to him.

There in Josh's hand is a beautiful, expensive looking stainless steel cock cage. It's not the flat one like Bill has grown accustomed to. But it still is a cock cage. The thing that pushes him over the edge is the pair of tiny gold keys. All the power those two tiny keys hold. What happens if they're lost? Josh shrieks as he drops the damn thing. 'What the fuck?'

'Baby, let's just put that thing away. Nobody is putting that on anyone.'

'You're damn straight nobody's putting that on! Who does she think she is?'

Beth quickly shoves it in the box, drops it in the bag and scurries up the stairs. Josh does not know what she did with the damn thing. But he doesn't want to see it again-ever.

As Beth returns, she says, 'How about a beer? Let's go to the back porch and have a beer.'

'I'm going to need a whole damn six pack' as they walk to the kitchen. She hears him mumbling. 'Pathetic. Fagot. Emasculated pussy. Controlling bitch.'

He's definitely not a fan.

She's trying not to giggle.

She wants to laugh so hard.

She knows if she does the Josh may never speak to her again.

She grabs four beers and heads to the patio. Josh follows and watches her ass wiggle in her shorts. As they go to the patio, all Josh can think as he sees her ass, 'I'll put my dick in there, but I'm never putting it in that fucking cage.'

Beth opens the beer, hands it to him and says, 'Here drink this whole thing, now.'

Josh bottoms ups the beer. He slams the bottle on the table. She reaches over puts her hand on his. 'Baby, it's fine that has nothing to do with us. Don't worry. We're not doing that.' She opens and hands him another beer.'

It takes him about an hour to chill out. Finally she tells him to take a cold shower and wake himself up and knock himself out of this funk.

Josh mumbles all the way up the stairs. He goes into the bathroom takes a shower. As the evening comes, they have sandwiches and chips for dinner. They watch the Sunday Night Football game and then they head upstairs.

As they enter their room Josh notices the bag sitting on the dresser. Beth had just tried to get it out of his sight downstairs, but now it's back in his sight.

'Beth, I thought you got rid of that thing.'

'Well it looks expensive and I'm not just going to throw it away. I'll find a way to return it to her and just decline accepting it.'

They get ready for bed. They both are still exhausted from the weekend. They crawl into bed together. He holds her.

In about five minutes he feels her hand playing with his cock. His cock is hard, up to his normal eight inches. She begins to rub her thigh and his leg.

'Baby will you face fuck me, please?'

'If that's what you want, get down there and get it ready.'

Within just a moment, she's pulled the covers back, his boxers are gone and she is sucking his cock like a mad woman. She sucks his balls, licks his underside. She takes him farther in her throat than she ever has. She shifts around where she's looking straight in his eyes as she sucks his cock. Josh reaches up, pulls her hair back in a ponytail, wraps the ponytail around his hand and begins to fuck her mouth like she was a two dollar whore. Beth is grasping tightly onto his thighs, feeling every inch of him as he pulverizes her throat. She tries to release her throat and let him all the way in, but she still gags some. As he fucks her throat, he pulls her head back a little.

'Look at me.'

She looks up. Her eyes are bloodshot. Tears have covered her face. Pre-cum and saliva is dripping off her chin. Her cheeks are now flushed.

'This is what you want, isn't it?'

Of course she can't say anything. But she nods her head the best she can as he continues to slam her mouth.

Occasionally, he'll stop and slap her.

She now has her cunt on his lower leg-his shin. She has managed somehow to work it so that she is humping his leg, completely soaking him.

He fucks her beautiful face deep and hard.

After another ten minutes, as her mouth is starting to get tired and her jaws getting sore, Josh starts grunting, 'Oh fuck oh fuck I'm going to breed your mouth.'

Her primal instincts take over.

She doesn't stop.

She feels his balls tighten.

His cock begins to twitch.

Suddenly he stops moving her head.

Her sexy husband's cock begins to erupt rope after rope after rope. The first four streams-she swallowed. They went right down her throat. But by the fifth one, she was just about waterlogged. The cum begins to drip around his cock, out of the corners of her mouth.

She is absolutely in heaven.

For some strange reason, it crosses her mind while his cock is coming in her mouth, 'That stupid bitch Stacy couldn't have handled this.' Her mouth can't move, but she smiles on the inside.

In the moment, he pulls his cock out of her mouth and slaps her a couple times with it. He pulls her hair. She looks in his eyes.

'What do you say?'

'Thank you, Sir.'

They don't even bother to clean up. They fall asleep.

Monday was a day off for both of them so they didn't set an alarm this morning. Just like Beth had done for the last couple days, Jake doesn't wake up till the sun is up.

As he begins to stir, he feels something over his head. It doesn't quite compute what's going on.

In a moment, he begins to move his arms and wiggle. He realizes they're tied over his head. Suddenly it flashes into his mind-Beth is doing to him what did to her yesterday.

Suddenly he feels something on his feet. He opens his eyes and there's Beth, standing at the end of the bed.

She has a smirk on her face.

Josh begins to look. Before he says anything, he realizes not only are his hands tied over his head but his feet are restrained, spread apart at the end of the bed.

'Beth, what the hell are you doing?'

'I thought we would try something new.'

She holds up the bag with the cock cage.

He begins to protest.

She steps forward.

He is straining and tries to wiggle away from her. She is determined.

She sits on his thighs, pinning him down.

'I read the instructions, so stop or this is going to hurt.'

Josh is protesting.

He's screaming.

He's beginning to call her names.

In a moment, he feels the cold ring as she places it around his testicles. They are being stretched. He feels the cage go around his cock. As she pushes to squeeze it inside, he is beginning to panic. He is now thrashing and crying. She clasps the cage shut and locks it.

She methodically stands.

She walks to the side of the room and drops the key inside the air vent in the upstairs floor. He knows the key is gone.

Josh screams bloody murder.

Suddenly he hears 'Josh. Josh. Stop it. You're gonna hurt yourself. JOSH. Baby, are you okay? Wake up baby. Josh what's the matter?'

His eyes dart open. He is covered in sweat.

He turns to see Beth. She winces at his screams. He looks instantly at his cock laying there still sticky from before.

His feet aren't restrained.

His hands aren't tied above his head.

She's trying to calm him down. He scared her.

'What is the matter? Are you okay?'

'Oh my fucking God.'

He is panting.

'I had the worst fucking dream ever.'

' I can tell baby. What in the world happened? You kept saying, 'No Beth, No Beth.'

'That damn cock cage.'

'You had tied me up, like I did you and you put me in that cock cage.'

She looks at him. She can't help it. She tried really hard, but she burst out laughing.

Josh is not amused. Actually he's a little pissed. She cuddles up next to him and plays with his chest hair. He tries to pout, but it doesn't take long.

'Beth, this isn't funny.'

'It is funny. How would anyone ever get your cock in that little tiny cage.?'

She giggles as she curls up next to him.

He is still covered in sweat and breathing heavy.

He doesn't sleep another wink.

They've made it through a Monday.

Neither one of them had to go to work, so they had a nice day. They went and played some golf together. She drug him to a dress shop. They simply had a nice day.

They did get home early enough for her to begin dinner, since Jake was coming over.

About 6:15pm the doorbell rings.

Josh stands to get the door.

Right before he gets to the door he glances at Beth. Smiling, she says 'I hope it's not the little man in the cage.'

'God damn it Beth. Stop!'

He opens the door.

Jake says, 'Did you just say 'God damn it Beth?''

'Yes I did and I have a bone to pick with you.' As soon as he said 'bone' Beth burst out laughing in the kitchen.

Jake comes in, walks over to Beth, gives her a kiss and says, 'What is the matter with your husband?'

'Tina and Bill came by.'

'Oh they did?'

'Jake, you sent them over here.'

'I would never do that. What did they say?'

'Well, you know Bill didn't say a damn thing. Instead he modeled his cock cage.'

Jake starts giggling. He turns and looks at Josh who is over there pissed and mumbling at himself. Jake grabs a couple beers. He carries a beer to Josh. Grinning he says 'Hey man, take a breath.'

'It's not funny.'

'It's kind of funny.'

'It sure the hell is not and nobody's putting my cock in a...'

'Whoa, wait a minute. Nobody is suggesting that. It's fine.'

That sets Josh off on a tirade.

'Do you know that she gave us one, as a gift?'

Jake can't stand it. He's trying to be supportive, but he's now doubled over laughing so hard. He thinks he's going to throw up. Beth is biting her lip as she giggles.

'God dammit Jake. You and Beth stop it'

It takes about ten minutes of Josh sulking and huffing. Jake stops laughing, for the most part.

'Okay guys, chicken fry is done.'

Josh is still a little pouty.

Jake is still a little giggly.

They go to the kitchen and sit at the table.

For a brief moment all three of them, individually and privately think of their encounter here just a couple nights ago.

They have a nice meal. Beth has tried all during dinner to make eyes at Josh and get him to chill out. Finally Beth says 'Jake, we wanted you over because Josh and I wanted to make sure you understood my decision.'

'Beth, wait a minute you don't have to explain anything.'

'No, really we do. You were marvelous. It has nothing to do with you.'

'That sounds like you're breaking up with me.'

Josh finally says, with a smile, 'Keep fucking laughing at me and I'm going to break up with you.'

Jake smiles. He knows theyre gonna be ok.

Beth continues, 'It's just that, well we owe you a lot because you showed me what was possible and you showed Josh what was possible. And I don't want to kiss and tell, but Josh has been pretty fucking hot the last couple of days.'

'Oh yeah?'

He looks at Josh. For the first time tonight, Josh has calmed down. She's built his ego up so he's feeling a little confident.

'You mind telling me what you did?'

Beth says, 'I'll tell you. I woke up yesterday morning tied to the bed.'

'You mean he really tied you to the bed?'

'While I was asleep. Then he tortured my cunt. I came till I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head.'

Now Josh is starting to giggle-between the cock cage, the image of Beth's eyes popping out of her head and the nine beers consumed amongst the three of them during dinner-they are all pretty giggly.

They have a nice rest of the evening.

Beth served her homemade apple pie-Jake's favorite.

When he got ready to go, Jake was acting a little odd-maybe clingy?

He hugged Josh longer than normal.

He hugged Beth and then he whispered in her ear 'Make sure you take good care of him. He's a good guy.'

'I know Jake.'

'I mean it, take good care of him.'

'I will. I promise no cock cages.' They both giggle. Thats the most giggles the three of them have ever had in one night. Maybe its another side effect of their new lifestyle.

Jake says, 'Goodbye.'

After he leaves, Josh says, 'He was acting weird. He hugged me a long time and whispered in my ear for me to take care of you.'

'That's exactly what he said to me. You don't think we hurt he's feelings do you?'

Josh says, 'He can go over and fuck Tina and embarrass flat pants if he needs someone.'

Beth giggles.

'Flat pants.'

Meanwhile, Jake is feeling a little nostalgic once he gets home. Maybe it was the beer. Maybe its being divorced and alone.

He sits and thinks about his friendship with Josh. He remembers when he was younger going over to their house and Josh's older sister Melinda, she's four years older than them, she would always give them a hard time. He really didn't get to know her very well. She was just the gross big sister. Melinda went off to college met a guy, married him and they moved to Minnesota. That had been the last he knew. Then about four years ago, she was home with her husband, Tim, for Christmas. They stayed in a hotel. Jake had gone one night to the bar.

Sure enough, there was his best friend's big sister, Melinda-sitting by herself.

'Hey Melinda.'

'Hey Jake,'

'Wow you look pretty hot. You grew up well.'

'Oh stop. Where's your husband?'

'He's upstairs, in the room. He's occupied.'

'Ah, he's taking a shit?'

'No, it's a little more serious than that.'

'What's more serious than... never mind, I don't want to know.'

'You really should come up and see. I think you would get a kick out of it.'

'That sounds kind of strange.'

'I promise it's not too sketch.'

They reminisce and finish their drinks. He follows her to the elevator. Then to the 4th floor. Sure enough. She opens the door.

Its the first time Jake had ever seen a cuckold.

There was Tim, on the floor.

Completely nude on his knees.

He had on a collar. There were clips on his nipples with something that looked like fishing weights. And down below, the poor guys' pee pee looked like it had been locked up. It was the first cock cage Jake ever saw. It wasn't the last.

Head bowed. Hands on his thighs.

He looked pretty pathetic Jake didn't understand. She tried to explain to him.

That led to, well, a friendship or a situationship.

Okay, the truth is... it was the first time he fucked another man's wife in front of her husband.

Of course, Josh never knew and he wasn't ever going to tell. But tonight, and the events over the last couple weeks made him think of the good old days

He sits at the end of his table, in his almost dark house. Alone. He has alot on his mind. He picks up his phone.

He quietly hits the contact that says 'M.'

In about three rings a beautiful voice answers, 'Hey Jake.'

'Hey Melinda.'

'How are you Jake? Are you taking care of yourself?'

'I'm trying. It's kinda tough when you live alone.'

'I know, but please, take care of yourself '

'I will. Thanks.'

'How's my little brother?'

'How's it going?'

'It's going well,' he says.

'I think you'll be pleased.'

'Really?'

'Yeah. It's working.'