I Become Wendy's "Wife"

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. I hope you're loving this as much as I am darling." She said. "Take this and this and this." She shouted, in time with her thrusts. "You're my little sissy aren't you darling."

I could only nod my head appreciatively. Wendy was the first to come but again she was kind and continued until I spurted. I had been holding a plastic cup as we fucked (Wendy's idea) and managed to collect all the sperm. She smiled approvingly as I drank it down.

"That reminds me darling, I've got a date on Saturday night. It's somebody high up at the firm I work for. I'll let you help me get all dolled up for him. You did say you fantasised about me seeing other men didn't you? So I thought you wouldn't mind."

I hadn't really come out and said so but it was true I had jerked off thinking about Wendy with another man. My feelings were mixed as I was afraid I might lose her.

"And if he fucks me I'll let you eat his semen out of my cunt. You like the taste of come don't you?"

What could I say? This was my new life; plenty of excitement and unexpected events. As I humbly nodded my head I blushed with embarrassment and humiliation. I noticed that my penis had responded despite my recent orgasm. Did she want me to meet her boyfriends and, if so, what would they say to me? Would she have more lesbian affairs? What was going to happen next?

To be continued...