For several minutes he continued to slowly ravage my mouth and for me every moment was taken up with trying to breath. Then the doorbell rang. In horror I looked up at my wife who simultaneously flashed a camera in my face. Just as I went to spit it out, she put her hand over my mouth before speaking, "No, no, no baby, swallow it, and maybe you'll get a reward tonight."

An hour later I was cramped up in the tiny spare room that no one had slept in since we had bought the house a year ago. The walls and bed were bright pink, I was so embarrassed but tried to tell myself I was doing a good thing for my wife and it would probably make her really happy. I soon discovered that the radiator was broken too so the night would be cold and long. I can't deny that I was conflicted. I wasn't sure what she had passed into my mouth but she seemed to be offering sex, I'd do anything for sex. Swallowing what ever was in my mouth would be nothing. As I swallowed, it slightly burned my throat and left a salty taste in my mouth but it wasn't terrible and my wife looked so happy afterwards. I stayed silent, biting my lip through the pain, I wouldn't humiliate myself like that I thought to myself, not with my wife just above us.

I continued stammering my reply, "Er, yes dear, I'll go and make the spare bed up for him, its a bit small but ..." I had been paranoid that she was sleeping with other men ever since we met but she always blew it off when I asked. I was starting to get worried when I finally heard a car pull up outside the house. I heard her enter. I felt relieved at her coming home until I could hear her laughing in the hallway... with a man! She eventually stepped into the living room with a man behind her, he was tall, elegant and handsome. He must have been in his 30's but in perfect shape, muscles barely contained in his expensive white shirt.

She had always been controlling of me ever since we first met in college but that's a story for another time. Maybe deep down I knew she only liked my money but I was intoxicated with the thought of being her husband and jumped at the chance to marry her a year after we started dating. As long as I let her be in total control and did everything she said then we had a very good relationship in every aspect but one - sex. We had never had sex, we had been dating for 2 years and married for one of those but never had sex. She always had a reason to wait. "I don't want you to only want me for sex," or "Lets not ruin our first Christmas worrying about sex," or "Maybe next birthday." I had completely forgotten about my wife and I felt humiliated at the mention of her but I didn't want to make Abe angry by ignoring him so I replied, "I guess so, she'll be proud that I took it all." Come here baby, I need a kiss," she said seductively. I couldn't believe it, she had never spoken to me like this, this was some of the first seemingly real interest she had shown in me in 2 years and I jumped at the chance. Leaping on to the bed, I kissed her lips which were extremely red and warm but that only made it hotter. My wife was next to speak, not in an angry tone but in an authoritarian one, "Well baby, I guess you've ruined it now. Nevertheless, I promised Abe here that you'd both get to cum. Just because you don't want to cum, it doesn't mean he doesn't."I was so turned on when my bull left I had to masturbate whilst my husband watched, he was desperate to cum but I wanted him to hold on a little bit longer before I gave him the pleasure he deserved and once it was time, his load was so huge I didn’t think it would ever stop. Sometimes I Just Watch The time was approaching 9 pm and I was just finishing the washing up. I'd had a particularly long day at work but my wife would be home soon and she would be very angry if all the chores weren't done.