<p>“Why are we doing this again?” Hudson asked his wife as they slid into the booth at the Italian eatery they’d picked for lunch.</p><p>“Because Brooke and Payton are my friends, that’s why,” Catherine said. “What’s wrong with having lunch with friends?”</p><p>“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Hudson replied as he picked up the menu. “I’m just not sure why I’m here.”</p><p>Catherine caressed his leg under the table. “They were bridesmaids at our wedding. They’re two of my best friends. We’re probably going to be friends forever. I’d like you to get to know them a little better. It’s been a year since we got married and you’ve barely made an effort with them. It’s time to change that. They’ll both be married some day. We need couple friends and they’ll be perfect for that.”</p><p>She was right. Hudson hadn’t made much of an effort to get to know Brooke or Payton. He didn’t really like either of them, though he couldn’t entirely say why. They were both smart, successful women. They were good friends to Catherine. They helped pick out her wedding dress and arranged a bachelorette party that seemed to go spectacularly well. Still, Hudson didn’t really care for them.</p><p>“Hey!” Catherine called out when her friends arrived.</p><p>She waved and the girls came over. They were taking long lunches from work and they looked exceptionally good in similar outfits of skirts, blouses, and heels.</p><p>Hudson stood up for the exchange of casual hugs and kisses on the cheek and the waiter appeared with two more menus. A bottle of wine was ordered and soon enough everyone had a glass in front of them.</p><p>“So,” Catherine said as she leaned forward and smiled at Brooke, “tell me about last night. Was he everything you were hoping?”</p><p>“Did you get what you were looking for?” Payton asked.</p><p>Brooke slowly swirled the red wine in her glass as a smile broke across her face. “I got so much more than I was looking for,” she said.</p><p>Delighted giggles filled the air as Payton and Catherine heard something that Hudson must have missed. He had no idea what they were talking about.</p><p>“How much more?” Payton asked.</p><p>“More than I’ve ever had before,” Brooke replied.</p><p>The waiter dropped off a basket of breadsticks and took their orders as the ladies all exchanged smiles. Hudson still wasn’t sure what the hell was going on.</p><p>Catherine leaned forward after the waiter had departed and said, “I don’t mean to be pushy, but give us the details, girl. What are we talking about here?”</p><p>Brooke pulled out one of the breadsticks and said, “Like this, only an inch thicker and a few inches longer.”</p><p>It finally hit Hudson. They were talking about the guy’s dick. In that same moment he realized why he didn’t really like spending time with Payton and Brooke. They were probably lovely people, but when they got together it was entirely girl talk. He had no interest in talking about some other guy’s dick or how well that guy fucked Brooke.</p><p>Catherine seemed to have a deep interest, though. “Oh my God,” she said as Brooke demonstrated the size of the man she’d fucked the night before. “Lucky girl.”</p><p>Brooke laughed and glanced at Hudson. “Jealous?” she said playfully.</p><p>Catherine caressed her husband’s leg under the table. She gave it a light squeeze and said, “Of course not.”</p><p>Payton chimed in. “I was with a guy like that a month ago. It was incredible. I swear, if I close my eyes I can still feel him. That kind of pleasure is hard to forget. Men like that are awfully hard to find, though.”</p><p>Hudson couldn’t avoid feeling a little self-conscious. Payton and Brooke were talking about big cock like it was the best thing in the world, like any woman that was deprived of a big cock was living a less fulfilling life than she deserved.</p><p>Hudson didn’t have a big cock. He’d measured it. He had an average cock at 5.5 inches when fully erect.</p><p>“Do you remember?” Brooke asked Catherine.</p><p>“Remember what?” Catherine replied.</p><p>Payton looked right at Hudson as she said, “Do you remember what it’s like to get fucked by a big cock? Do you remember what it’s like to have a man slide into you and know that you’re going to experience a night of pure sexual bliss you’re not likely to ever forget?”</p><p>Catherine hesitated for a moment. She rubbed Hudson’s leg, this time moving a little closer to his crotch in a way he found thrilling.</p><p>“Yes, I remember,” she said.</p><p>“It’s been a while though, hasn’t it?” Brooke said.</p><p>They were talking like Hudson wasn’t there. Clearly his wife had shared his size with them and it seemed like she might have shared that it wasn’t as big as she would have preferred.</p><p>“It has,” Catherine said. She didn’t seem embarrassed or shy about it.</p><p>The waiter arrived with their food and quickly excused himself after offering parmesan cheese.</p><p>“Do you miss it?” Payton asked her friend.</p><p>“I do,” Catherine said.</p><p>Hudson looked at his wife in disbelief. She’d just admitted to her friends that she missed getting to fuck a guy with a big cock. She was sitting right next to him and saying that she was unsatisfied with what he had to offer.</p><p>“Do you ever use toys?” Brooke asked. “They make those in a bigger size, don’t they?”</p><p>Catherine’s hand was inches from Hudson’s cock. He was half hard with excitement at her touch. The fact that she was doing it in a restaurant only thrilled him further.</p><p>“They just don’t feel the same,” Catherine said. “It needs a man attached to it, you know? It needs to be pushed into me by someone strong. I need to know that it finds pleasure inside me.”</p><p>Hudson hadn’t said anything. Nothing came to mind. It felt strange to chide his wife and her friends for talking about him while he was there. It felt even stranger to complain or to try and defend the size of his penis.</p><p>“I’m still sore from last night,” Brooke said. “But it’s that beautiful kind of soreness. Every time I move I’m reminded that I got fucked by a gorgeous cock last night. I’m reminded of the orgasms he gave me. I’m reminded of just how good it feels to have a strong, capable, gifted alpha male between my legs.”</p><p>Listening to her, Hudson couldn’t help but wonder if his wife was missing out.</p><p>“Would you want to marry a man that would leave you sore after every sexual encounter?” he asked. He tried not to sound defensive.</p><p>“I would,” Payton said. “Like Brooke said, it’s such a beautiful reminder of how good it feels to have a truly big cock inside you. I can’t even describe it. There’s just something about someone that’s long and thick that feels so good. Plus, the next time you get wet the soreness tends to go away.”</p><p>“Wouldn’t you agree, Catherine?” Brooke asked. “Isn’t there something wonderful about waking up the next day and having an instant reminder that you had a big, beautiful, thick, throbbing cock inside you the night before? Doesn’t it just make you want to reach between your legs and play with yourself until you have another blissful orgasm re-living the good pounding you took?” </p><p>Catherine looked at her husband as her fingers moved between his legs. She played with his cock right there in the middle of the restaurant. Hudson was thankful they were in a booth.</p><p>“Yes, all of that is true,” she said while holding her husband’s gaze. “There’s nothing like it. It’s the one thing men have no control over. They can get in great shape. They can develop incredible sexual technique. They can be tremendous at eating pussy. All of it pales in comparison to having a beautiful big cock and knowing how to use it.”</p><p>Hudson was hard despite what his wife was saying. They’d never talked about it before, but she was clearly dissatisfied with his dick. He just didn’t get it done for her. He didn’t give her what she needed.</p><p>“Do you fantasize?” Payton asked. “Does it help you get a little closer to that incredible feeling?”</p><p>Catherine continued her under-the-table handjob as she looked at her friend. “You mean when we’re having sex?”</p><p>“Yeah. Do you close your eyes and think back to a time when you had something more satisfying inside you?”</p><p>Catherine’s fingers played with the head of Hudson’s cock through his slacks as she said, “I do. I wish I didn’t, honestly. I wish I could just welcome him inside me and enjoy it without any distractions. I can’t seem to, though. Someone else always creeps into my head.”</p><p>“Someone that fucked you better?” Brooke asked.</p><p>“Yes.” Catherine turned back to her husband, who was still rock hard. “Someone bigger and better. Someone that made my whole body tingle with pleasure when he fucked me. Someone that made my fingers and toes numb from the intense pleasure. Someone that still fills my fantasies.”</p><p>Hudson closed his eyes and put down his fork. He felt deeply embarrassed. A little of it was from the utter humiliation he was experiencing. It was the fact that he was so thoroughly aroused that truly embarrassed him though. His cock was more than hard. It was absolutely throbbing in his pants. His wife’s deft touch was part of it, but there was something in what she was saying and how she was saying it that drove him wild in a way he couldn’t comprehend.</p><p>“Maybe it’s time to rectify that,” Payton said. “For the long term health of your marriage.”</p><p>“What do you mean?” Catherine asked.</p><p>Brooke chimed in. “Find someone else to satisfy your sexual needs. Find someone to fill you like you crave. Find someone to give you the one thing that your husband can’t provide.”</p><p>Catherine’s hand sped up. She stroked Hudson faster under the table. His eyes were still closed. He couldn’t bear to look at his wife’s friends.</p><p>“You mean cuckold him?” Catherine asked.</p><p>“Yes, absolutely,” Payton replied. “This is a perfect situation for that. Make him your cuck. Cherish him for all the other beautiful things he provides you and then find someone else to make you cum like you actually crave.”</p><p>“Otherwise, it won’t last,” Brooke said. “You’ll resent him for being unable to make you cum like you deserve to cum. You’ll start to hate him. You’ll divorce him and go on a bender where all you do is fuck dudes with massive cocks. Why not just make that a part of your marriage?”</p><p>Catherine released Hudson’s cock. His eyes opened and he looked over at her. He looked at her two friends. He saw that they were all staring at him.</p><p>“What do you think?” Catherine asked.</p><p>“I think this all feels kind of insane,” Hudson said.</p><p>“I think you’re not being truthful,” Catherine shot back. “I think your cock is hard as a rock under the table. I think if I kept playing with it you’d cum in your pants.”</p><p>“It’s okay, Hudson,” Payton interjected. “Lots of guys like being cuckolded. Most of them have small dicks just like yours.”</p><p>“It’s not small,” Hudson protested. “It’s average.”</p><p>Brooke giggled. “No one strives for average, Hudson. We all want above average in everything. We want greatness. We don’t want average, especially when it comes to a dick.”</p><p>Catherine reached over and took Hudson’s hand in hers. “She’s right, honey. In this case, average just isn’t good enough. It isn’t nearly good enough, in fact.”</p><p>Again all three women were looking at him. Hudson felt like he wanted to disappear.</p><p>Catherine’s hand disappeared under the table once more. It found his cock, which was still hard. She stroked him through his slacks.</p><p>“It’s okay, Hudson. Let your wife get what she needs with another man,” Brooke said.</p><p>“Say it, Hudson. Say that you have a small cock. Admit it right here in front of all three of us. Admit that your wife deserves someone long and thick inside her. Admit that she deserves to cum as hard as she wants,” Payton added.</p><p>Hudson’s mind swam with pleasure and agony. They’d spent the entire lunch humiliating him, both subtly and overtly. They’d worn him down. Catherine was giving him a public handjob and it seemed to be with the express purpose of convincing him to let her fuck someone else.</p><p>“Say it, honey,” Catherine said as she leaned closer. “Say that I deserve someone bigger. Say that you have a small cock.”</p><p>Hudson looked at each of the women at the table. They were all breathtakingly beautiful and they all looked at him in a sensual, seductive way. If it had been a porn video he’d end up in a foursome with the three of them going at his cock. It wasn’t a porn video, though.</p><p>Hudson’s voice was barely above a whisper as he said, “I have a small cock.”</p><p>“Say it louder, Hudson,” Brooke demanded.</p><p>He looked at her and said, “I have a small cock.”</p><p>“And what else?” Payton asked.</p><p>“My wife deserves someone bigger,” he added.</p><p>Catherine stroked him faster.</p><p>“Do you really mean that?” she asked. “Do you really believe that I deserve someone with a bigger, better cock than yours? Do you really think that I should cuckold you?”</p><p>Hudson wasn’t sure what he believed. He couldn’t think straight. His wife and her friends had put him under a spell of some kind.</p><p>“Yes,” he said. “I love you and you deserve it. You deserve someone bigger.”</p><p>“Aww,” both Brooke and Payton said at the same time.</p><p>Catherine slid closer and pulled Hudson’s lips to hers. They shared a kiss that was far too intimate for a public restaurant, but he didn’t care. She stroked him faster under the table as her tongue moved in his mouth.</p><p>“Thank you for being such a good husband,” Catherine said.</p><p>She released his cock and almost immediately slid out of the booth.</p><p>“I have to go.”</p><p>“Go where?” Hudson asked his wife.</p><p>“To get fucked, Hudson,” Brooke answered. “You just gave her permission and she’s going to take advantage before you change your mind.”</p><p>“There’s a man waiting at a hotel downtown,” Payton added. “Your wife is going to spend the night with him. He’s going to fuck her like she needs to be fucked and he’s going to send her home feeling better than she has in years.”</p><p>“What about me?” Hudson asked.</p><p>“We’re going to take you home, Hudson. Catherine has requested that we stay with you tonight,” Brooke explained.</p><p>“You’re going to have two babysitters. Lucky you.”</p><p>Hudson was shell shocked. It had all happened so quickly. His wife was already out the door and in a car. She was going to get fucked. The whole thing had been planned.</p><p>“As soon as we pay the bill and your little cock gets soft we’ll leave. You have some work to do tonight,” Payton said.</p><p>“Work?” Hudson asked.</p><p>Brooke smiled and reached across the table to take Hudson’s hand in hers. “We’ll explain it all when we get back to your house, Hudson. Don’t you worry your pretty little head.”</p><p>There was nothing he could do to stop what had happened.</p><p>“Let’s go, Hudson,” Payton said as she and Brooke stood up.</p><p>Hudson looked at the two beautiful women in front of him. They weren’t going back to work, apparently. He was their project for the day. He got up and followed them out of the restaurant, resigned to his fate.</p><p>He couldn’t believe he’d been manipulated with such ease.</p><p>Part 2 coming soon…</p>