Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women
THE MAKING OF A CUCKOLD
part15



7.15am found me knocking on Deepti's bedroom door (knocking on 'MY'? old bedroom's door??).

Deepti's sleepy voice called out, 'Come in.'

My stomach was tight.

I went in.

Deepti was stirring... and I watched as I stood there with the tea on the tray.

A smile started to develop over her face, which was then wiped clear.

Grey eyes now focused looked steadily at me.

'So you decided yes then...

Oh goody. This will be fun darling.

I must say you do look a pretty boy in your nighty.

Put the tea down there on the bedside table.'

I went to do so..

Deepti was giggling.

'I do think you like being treated this way.'

I could feel my penis struggling to expand, and just knew there would be a bit of a bulge showing.

I did not trust myself to say anything.

Deepti had spotted it, and of course, as I went to the bedside table she leant over and rubbed her hand on it.

'Someone really likes this treatment.'

I nearly slopped the tea, but just managed to get it down on the table in time.

I looked over and just caught a glimpse of one of Deepti's breasts as she re-arranged her nightgown.

I quickly looked away.

Deepti picked up the tea. Sipped.

'Very nice... What are you waiting for? run along and get the kids breakfast and keep the nighty on.'

I turned tail and left..

At breakfast Deepti teased me further about the nighty.

'I do like it you know Sunil, and it does protect you from all the mess of cooking, cleaning and washing up.

Some housewives wear them all the time.

I think you should keep it on when you do jobs round the house..'

I looked over. Deepti was holding a cup of coffee in two hands gently blowing on the top to cool the liquid a little. Her eyes met mine and I could see the twinkle of the tease there.. This was a lot of fun. For us both.

Deepti looked so well groomed and professional with her nails carefully polished, hair, make up.

All perfect. I looked down at myself, ....not quite the same.

As I looked up I could see Deepti's lips were twitching again.. something more I was sure..

'Good news children, Daddy's going to give up working so he can be here at home to look after you full time.

Isn't that great.

He's going to be handing in his notice today and that means he should be free from tomorrow week

Right?'

I nodded. My gut was tense.

The kids where excited.

Daddy there to help and play with them all the time.

I could, I was sure, get that arranged, but did I really want to?

I was due to finish in about a week anyway, but had a number of enquiries out and was sure to get more work... but as I looked over again at Deepti I knew the answer was yes. Her calm manner. Her looks. Her control. Her teasing... I needed to take this path.. to try it..

When I went to give Deepti a kiss goodbye before taking the kids to college I could see the finger pointing downwards. I knew it had to be the foot...kissing…

As I got up she again repeated yesterday. Grabbed me and kissed me forcefully, although this time she nipped my bottom lip a little with her teeth.

'aaaaahhh!'

'Like that?'

'Not really.'

'That's funny you’re still very hard...' Deepti's right hand was now digging into my groin. Squeezing.

Her left hand pulled my head down and my ear to her lips

'And by the way you eat tea with the children from now on as you're a 'little boy', I am sure they will like

Daddy doing that.

You can serve my supper to me later.'

With that Deepti released me.

I felt so small... but I felt so submissive to her.. and it was exciting.. the thought of waiting on her... serving her..

With a grin Deepti pushed me away.. 'Bye darling... have a nice day.'

I went to take the kids to their college and hand in my notice at mine...

The day was strange in a way. Handing in the notice was not difficult; when asked about what I was going to do I explained we had a number of things needed to be done round the house and that Deepti's job was going so well that she had less time, so I needed to be at home more.

I thought most things had gone smoothly till Monica a teacher with who I had worked with on and off for a number of years cornered me just after lunch. I was having a quiet coffee in the office, before going home as I was finished for the day, which I shared with her and one other teacher, when she came in and shut the door. Not unusual in itself, but I heard the lock being turned and looked up to see her coming over to my desk with quite a serious face. You know what they say about people invading your space and that the hairs on the back of your neck stand up... That was the exactly the feeling I got now.

Monica came round the desk where I was sitting and stood beside me looking down. Then moved a few books aside on the desk and putting both hands on either side of her lifted herself up and sat down on the desk next to me. We were sort of facing each other, but side by side. Monica pushed back a little more onto the desk so that she had sufficient room to sit comfortably and at the same time cross her legs.

I wondered what was going on, but thought it prudent to wait. I was sure I would find out in good time.

Monica is quite attractive, a slim, dark haired lady. In her mid 30's, so a little older than I. We had always got on well in a professional manner. She sometime reminded me of Deepti and could be quite firm with the children. Good teacher through. Nice legs... Talking of which my eyes had been unable not to look down next to me at them.

'Just thought I would come in and say how sorry I am to hear you are leaving us.'

'Err yes...' (There has got to be more than that... otherwise why lock the door??)

That crossed leg was swinging a little. Delightful...

'Why is that?'

I dragged my eyes and mind away from that leg..

I explained as I had to others that morning.

'So you are going to be a househusband?'

'Well not exactly...'

'Sounds like to me.

What are you going to do?'

'Look after the kids, the house and garden.'

'Anything else?'

'Well do the cleaning and washing. Usual things. Maybe do some private tuition. Odd jobs which fit in with

my schedule.'

'That sounds usual for a housewife, sorry househusband.'

I knew I was starting to get red in the face. This was embarrassing.

'Don't worry. Not going to tease you too much. Just thought I would check.'

'Why?'

'Actually I thought if you were going to have some spare time... and you wanted a part time job... I could

provide you with one.'

Monica stopped. I prompted her..

'Go on. What is it, what would it involve?'

'I've just lost my part time cleaning maid.. so I thought you could have job.

There is also the garden that needs doing.'

I just starred.

'Don't look that way. If you have the time or want the work the offer's there.'

With that Monica pushed off the desk and moved over to the door.

About to leave.

Casually glancing over to me..

'I take it that Deepti has trained you to take orders?'

Now I was definitely red in the face. I did not know what to say...'Err..'

'I mean if your going to be a househusband she must be in charge, so logically you take orders.'

'Err..'

I found this conversation was starting to not only embarrass me, but to cause a certain part of me to wish to expand.

I was starting to get excited.

I tried to keep focused. Deep breath. Be open. You’re not going to be seeing her again. Get it over with.

'Err... I am starting to..'

'Starting to?'

'We only found out in the last week or so that we enjoyed it when Deepti was in charge.'

'What started it off?'

'One of Deepti's old boyfriends turned up and we had dinner and when I saw them together I started to think

about them...'

'And'

'Well... err... when we went to make love later on I sort of came very quickly...'

'You liked the idea of someone else having Deepti?'

'Yes'

'You're a 'wanna be' cuckold.'

I just looked.

'You know what a 'cuckold' is?'

'Yes, but I don't want that.'

'No? Bet you’re totally turned on by the thought of that boyfriend, or any man for that matter, taking your place

in Deepti's bed. Are you?'

I could not look at Monica more. I looked down at my desk.

'Yes'

'Sorry. Say that clearly.'

'Yes.' (It hurt. My breathing seemed to be becoming ragged again).

'Do you know why I know all this?'

'No.'

'Rajesh my husband is also like you.

I was shocked hearing this.

I know you are shocked, 'Don't be. It’s normal. You are not unique.
Anyway I found out that Rajesh prefers to watch me having sex with other men. We also found out that the name for such a man, married to a woman who enjoys others in her bed, is 'a cuckold'.

Rajesh also likes me to be in charge... and you know.. I like it too.

He likes to be humiliated.

I likes teasing him.. and getting fucked hard by the others.'

I was open mouthed.

I found it incredible to hear all this from Monica.

Nice respectable Monica. They only lived a mile or so away from us....

Monica was now coming back to my desk.

'Now my present live in boyfriend Suresh and I tremendously enjoy humiliating my husband Rajesh..

For the last two years Suresh and I were cuckolding Rajesh. We all stay together and enjoy our relation. We are all happy and satisfied.

I am sure it would be great for us to meet up with our respective spouses.. Don’t you think?'

I was already shaking my head. No way.

Monica's hand went up.

I tried to move away... I heard myself say in, (almost fearful?), a strangled voice 'Please don't'

Monica was clearly amused.. 'What did you think I was going to do?'

'I don't know, but I was scared.'

'Don't be. All I was going to do is this. Hold still.'

I tensed, but stayed still

Her right hand came out and her fingers softly stroked down the left hand side of my face, hair, ear, cheek, ending up gently holding my chin. Tilting my face up, to look at her. In a very husky sexy voice, almost a whisper she leaned in towards me... 'I think you are very very excited..'

My throat was dry, tight... 'Yes.'

As I opened my mouth to say 'yes' Monica pushed her thumb into my mouth.

'Suck.'

Suck I did

'Good boy.' (Monica's voice was almost a 'purr')

'I think you do want us to meet up and I think we could all have fun. I think you need to be trained to be

totally submissive.' My eyes were totally focused looking up at Monica. Sucking her thumb..

'I know you are going home shortly. When I take my thumb out of your mouth I want you to write down your

home telephone number for me and then get up and turn round and face the wall.

By the way do you have a permanent marker pen?

(What for?)

Monica removed her thumb from my mouth. It came out with a plop. She wiped it dry on my tie..

I grabbed a pen and scribbled down the number on a scrap of paper.

'And the marker?'

I checked one of the drawers. I had a couple, 'blue or black?'

'Black I think it lasts longer.

Come on get up and face the wall. I have a class in 5 minutes and got to hurry now.'

I got up and faced the wall.

I could sense Monica was close behind me slightly to one side. I could taste her perfume. A voice was whispering.

'Sunil undo your shirt.' I did.

'Lift it right up as high as you can and stay still... I am going to write a message for you wife on your back...'

I jerked. 'No.'

'Yes Sunil... I know you want this... You know you want it...relax...'

The voice was quiet but firm. I thought I could detect some excitement. Goodness knows I was excited..

I was starting down a further downward spiral... I could feel it, but for some reason seemed powerless to resist.

The pen's top came off. I knew the sound. I could even smell it..

Permanent marker pens have that curious smell about them.

Almost like alcohol or petrol. Something you do not forget.

'Well done Sunil this is sure to lead to lots of fun..' Monica was enjoying this. I could hear it in her voice.

The pen was writing on my back. A number I felt sure, and something else.

It was scratched me a bit, but the hand that held it was warm. Steady writing. Quite a lot...

'Nearly done now.'

What was she doing? writing an Epistle?

'And a few kisses... Xxx'

Snap the cap was back on.

'Right you can put the shirt down now and I be off. Have fun tonight...

Also,... I'm sure you know how important it is..

Make sure you tell Deepti of this chat and show her your back.'

I was not so sure I would. Even if this sounded fun now I could think of lots of reasons not to go on.

I had turned round as I was putting on my shirt and Monica was studying my face. I think something must have shown.

'Do remember I have your telephone number... and I can always get your address from the office here being such a close colleague for a number of years..'

I swallowed.

Monica nodded. 'Good. I'll be off to class then.' With that Monica was back to the door unlocking it and gone.

I sat back in the chair. I was shaking. Where was all this leading??

(To Be Continued)
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