Downfall – Cuckold Husband Loses The Plot
John contacts his wife Lynn’s ex husband Justin to join them in some extra-marital fun and games. However things become strained when John loses the plot and invites a couple of big black guys round without Lynn’s consent. Little does he know but Lynn is also having an affair with a dominatrix woman married to a wealthy yet elderly husband that is into sadomasochism.
Strictly 18 + Adults only – 15,200 words
Justin 45 – That’s me I’m telling the story
Lynn 36 – My ex wife
John 39 – Lynn’s new husband
Veronica 58 and George 65 – S and M couple
Downfall – Cuckold Husband Loses The Plot
He was the last person I ever imagined to sent me a text. We’d been divorced for some ten years now and her new husband wanted to meet me for a chat. I was shocked to say the least but also intrigued as the last time I’d spoken to my ex wife Lynn was about eight years ago when she told me she was sorry about having the affair and admitted that they were already having issues. However, by then I’d re married and told her I was also sorry but life was full of twists and turns, we wished each other well and that was our last contact until now.
So after contemplating the situation, I replied to his text and consequently had a brief chat on the phone. He explained that he’d tried to get Lynn to contact me a few years ago but said she was too scared and thought I was happily married. So when I told him that I was recently divorced he became even more keen to arrange a meeting.
We met in a bar on the Saturday evening and after a couple of beers, my uneasy feelings soon disappeared. John seemed quite a nice guy and told me they were having problems because of his inability to get an erection and that he’d asked her several times to make contact but she’d always refused.
Apparently he also knew all about our dogging and clubbing sexploits and said whenever they talked about it in bed, it was one of the only things that turned him on. As he opened up, I realised that he was trying to get me to tell him more about what we used to get up to and that he wanted me to go round and meet Lynn again. He said the problem was, she wanted a divorce and unless I could help, his marriage would be finished.
Meeting with John
“Sorry John but I’m a bit confused, so does she know you’re meeting with me today…?”
“Well, no she doesn’t actually… I just wanted to meet so as to get a feel of your situation and maybe come up with a plan.”
“A plan…! what sort of plan…?”
“Look Justin… I’m gonna be straight and tell you how it is… Lynn’s a lovely girl and although she’s still a bit shy and reserved when it comes to sex, I’ve never really been able to satisfy her in the bedroom. Everything else is fine, I earn good money and we live a comfortable lifestyle. She doesn’t need to work but she enjoys her job and all her friends are in the same company. It’s not her though… it’s me… I’ve always been like this and basically can’t keep it up.”
I was still wondering what he had in mind but let him continue.
“So a few years ago, it all came to a head and we started talking about it and that’s when she told me about what she used to do with you. “
“What, you mean playing with other couples…?”
“So why don’t you take her to the clubs then…?”
“I did try but she said she didn’t want to go.”
“Why’s that then…?”
“I don’t know to be honest but for whatever reason, when she told me about you guys having a threesome with another guy, I got an immediate hard on and that evening I was so turned on, it was the best sex we’d ever had.
“I assume she’s still slim and attractive what is she now… 36 ish…?”
“Yeah, here’s a couple of pictures of us in Amsterdam a few months ago.”
He opened his phone, scrolled through then handed it to me, one was of her leaning against a bridge overlooking a canal and the next was of her sitting on a bench with her legs crossed in a flowery dress.
“Hmm m… she’s definitely still a looker but what exactly do you want me to do…?”
“Look… I know she still thinks about you, cos when we… you know… try to have a bit of fun and I get her to tell me one of your stories, it not only turns me on but makes her as horny as fuck as well. At first she was all embarrassed and hesitant to tell me all the details but when she saw how it was affecting me, she opened up and told me more.”
“So you two still make love then….?”
“Not really, she brings me off and I do the same to her using my fingers.”
“OK John… let me get this straight… you want to watch me and her making out then…?”
“Yeah…. But I don’t know if she’d be up for it.”
“But how do you know you’re not gonna get all jealous and possessive and go fucking nuts… I mean some guys just can’t handle it.”
“No mate… I’ve been thinking about it for years now, ever since she told me and as you’re divorced now.”
“Yeah… I get your point.”
“So let me try to get her to agree to a meeting and well take it from there.”
We finished our drinks, shook hands and I headed off home wondering how this would play out in reality.
The Old Bull
The following day he calls me up and said they had an argument because of him meeting me alone, but after she’d calmed down, said she was willing to meet up for a drink. So all was arranged and I suggested The Old Bull in Leatherhead as that was one of our old haunts when we used to be married. I thought about having a quick chat with her on the phone but then decided to just play along with his game and see what happens.
I turned up early and sat in the main bar until they arrived and to be honest was quite apprehensive but when she walked in and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me for the longest time as he stood by and stared, I knew she’d missed me as much as I had her. Her stunning slim figure was exactly as I remembered and as she was wearing high heeled black leather boots, she looked even taller. Unbuttoning her long cream coat, I saw she was wearing a mid thigh white skirt and what I assumed were pantyhose. She’d obviously worn them knowing it was one of my main weaknesses. John took her coat and asked what I was drinking, then walked over to the bar.
“Very nice babe, I see your looking after yourself well,” I said running my hand down over her hips and bottom.
“You too,” she replied looking embarrassed and brushing my hand away.
“So how are you getting on then…? Ten years now…!”
“Yes he’s OK but… we have our problems… He said he told you but I still don’t know why he wanted to meet you…?”
“Yeah, surprised me as well… come on sit down and relax.”
“So how come you’re divorced again…?”
“You know me… I can’t put up with all their bullshit especially when they start getting difficult.. I try to talk reason but if they carry on… I just call it a day and move on. We were living in Spain and I had a boat rental business down in Alicante but it wasn’t going so well and when she kept on being difficult, I told her I’d had enough and been divorced for 8 months now.”
John returned with a tray of drinks, placed it on the table and sat on a chair opposite Lynn and myself. For the next half an hour we chatted about Spain, our past and general things and I got another round in. Lynn was on her third glass of wine and John seemed to be trying to steer the conversation around to our clubbing experiences. I could see that Lynn was becoming more at ease and decided to test the water by placing my hand on her leg under the table. She initially froze as if in shock but then looked around to make sure we weren’t being overlooked and said directly to John,
“So is this what you want to see then…?
Staring at my arm, he quickly realised I had my hand on her thigh and a serious look came over him.
“Err… well… well… it’s what we talked about,” he stuttered.
Parting her legs slightly, she let me caress her nylon covered thigh and then said to him,
“Are you sure you want to do this John…?
He didn’t answer but just nodded as I slid my hand up and down her inner thigh making her shiver.
“Did she tell you I have this thing for tights and stockings…?” I said going up under her skirt and delving down to feel the heat between her legs. Again he just stared across the table at my arm but couldn’t actually see what I was doing.
“Are you hard yet darling…?” she said in a sexy tone.
“Good… so what are we going to do now then…?” She giggled grabbing my hand and scanning the bar again. I could see he was unsure what to say so suggested,
“Well, we could go off somewhere in the car but it’s a bit early for the doggers, they don’t usually come out till after ten, or maybe we could all go to a club, I know a nice little place in West Byfleet, what do you say John…?”
“Err.. I dunno… What do you want to do babe…?” he asked looking directly at Lynn.
“I need another drink but I think we need to go somewhere else, how far is it…?”
“About twenty minutes drive if no traffic and we can all go in one car and leave mine in the car park over the road… you don’t mind driving do you John…?”
He looked stunned as he realised that I was taking the lead and Lynn was getting more and more at ease.
“OK but you gonna sit in the back or what…?” he asked.
“I’ll sit wherever you want mate… whatever makes you feel comfortable but I do hope you’re not going to go all weird on us later.”
“No… No… it’s OK… I just never done anything like this before.”
“Don’t worry mate… I’ll sit in the back and Lynn can sit in the front.”
He was clearly excited but I didn’t want to be too forward in case he lost it and caused a scene. He was about the same height as me, five feet ten but more stocky, I assumed about eighteen stone whereas I’m just over fourteen. We all finished our drinks and got up to leave, John handed Lynn her coat as she grabbed his arm and we walked out to their car. They had a fairly new Mercedes saloon and as we got in, I asked him what he did for a living? He said he had his own heating business but didn’t do much himself as he sub contracted the work out.
Lynn jumped in the front and I sat in the back as I told him to head towards the M25 and follow it round towards the M3 until I direct him to turn off when we got close. I’d only been to this particular club a couple of times but felt it was better to be in a sexy intimate environment and hoped that Lynn would be like her old self. As we drove along, I tried to make conversation and told him about a couple of other clubs, suggesting we could try them another time. Lynn was laying back with her sexy long legs on show and from my position, could see down her blouse to her shapely 34B breasts.
I didn’t want to come over as pushy, so didn’t do anything too obvious but did have a sly feel from her opposite side. Grabbing my hand she held and squeezed it as we drove along indicating to me that she was also highly aroused but I think we were both unsure of John’s reaction so tried to play it cool.
Just before we pulled off the motorway I said to John,
“Listen mate, I know this is all new and I think we’re all a bit nervous, so I just want you to know, if you want to stop or go home at any point, don’t get all upset or go weird on us OK.. just say the word and we’ll all stay friends… and I need a ride home,” I chuckled.
Lynn was clearly getting more aroused by the way she was gripping and squeezing my hand so continued holding it until we arrived at the club.
Downfall – Cuckold Husband Loses The Plot