<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=consulting%20the%20chh">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="80540544" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“What do you think of this?” Peyton asked as she pointed to a strappy lingerie set on a mannequin.</p><p>“That would look amazing on you,” Alan replied.</p><p>Peyton couldn’t help but agree. The set seemed exceptionally well-designed and she was quite certain the straps would make her waist look slimmer and enhance the curves of her hips. It seemed like a lovely choice for her first night with Scott.</p><p>“Would you do me a favor?” Peyton asked.</p><p>“Of course,” her husband replied.</p><p>“I don’t see this set anywhere on the shelves. Would you go ask one of the lovely employees to help us out?” Peyton asked.</p><p>Alan smiled. “Of course.”</p><p>He turned and headed towards the three employees that had congregated near the front of the store. Peyton watched with a smile on her face as her husband offered his assistance in picking out the lingerie that she would wear for his first cuckolding, as the Cuckold Humiliation Handbook had recommended she have him do.</p><p><strong>The Handbook Says: Go Lingerie Shopping for Your Lover</strong></p><p>Alan was well aware of their purpose at the store and though he’d seemed a little reluctant at first, she liked that he appeared to be fully on board.</p><p>“What can I help you with?” a cute young blonde in glasses asked as she walked over with Alan just behind her.</p><p>Peyton glanced at Alan and flashed a quick smile before turning to the girl. “My husband has generously offered to let me take a lover to make up for his…shortcomings in the bedroom and I was hoping to find something lovely to wear for the new man in my life. This little number caught my eye the moment we walked in,” she said while gesturing to the mannequin modeling the strappy lingerie set.</p><p>The cute blonde seemed a little taken aback by Peyton’s public exposure of her husband’s sexual inadequacies, but she recovered quickly and smiled. “I think that’s an excellent choice,” she said. “To be honest, this is the most commonly requested piece of lingerie in the store. It’s particularly popular among the men who come shopping for gifts. They can’t seem to resist the straps.”</p><p>Peyton glanced at Alan again. It seemed like he would have been okay with a sinkhole opening in the middle of the store and swallowing them all so he wouldn’t have to spend a moment longer with the stranger who’d just been informed of his shortcomings in bed.</p><p>“Is that true, Alan?” Peyton asked. “Is this the outfit you would have picked if you were here buying me something to wear for you?”</p><p>Alan nodded, though Peyton couldn’t entirely tell if he was being honest or if he just wanted the conversation to end so the sales girl would walk away.</p><p>“Does that mean you’re disappointed I won’t be wearing it for you?” she asked.</p><p>The cute blonde turned to Alan to see his response. Again he nodded.</p><p>“Isn’t he a wonderful husband?” Peyton said as the sales girl turned back to her. “How many men would be willing to let their wives step outside the marriage for the sexual satisfaction they need? How many men would even be willing to admit they’re not good enough?”</p><p>“Not many,” the blonde said. “I’ve dated a few guys that would have been better boyfriends if they were realistic about their shortcomings.”</p><p>Peyton smiled. “It took Alan a while to come around, of course. No man goes into a relationship thinking he’s incapable of satisfying his partner. Thankfully, Alan has recognized that he wasn’t going to be granted the pleasure of staying married to me if he didn’t surrender his ego and let me meet my sexual needs with another man.”</p><p>The cute blonde seemed utterly enraptured by Peyton’s semi-public humiliation of her husband. “You’re a lucky woman,” she said.</p><p>“Yes, I am,” Peyton replied. “And I’d like to give my husband the treat of seeing me in this lingerie set before I wear it for my lover. I haven’t been able to find any on the shelves, though. Do you have any in the back?”</p><p>“I’m sure we do,” the cute blonde said. “I’ll go look.”</p><p>She walked away and Peyton walked towards Alan. She took his hand in hers and leaned closer to offer him a soft kiss.</p><p>“You’re a good husband,” she whispered. “I love you. I love that you didn’t run away. I love that you’re going to buy me a sexy lingerie set to wear for Scott. I love that you’re going to embrace being my cuckold.”</p><p>“I love you too,” Alan said.</p><p>Peyton glanced down to see that a bulge had formed in his pants. “Are you excited?” she asked.</p><p>Alan nodded.</p><p>“That’s good,” she said. “A cuckold should be excited to see his wife model the lingerie she’s going to wear for another man. I want you to think about Scott fucking me when I step out of the dressing room in that strappy lingerie set. I want you to think about his cock filling your wife’s pussy. I want you think about me screaming his name. I want you to think about me spending the night in a hotel room with the man I’ve chosen to fuck because you’re not good enough to satisfy me.”</p><p>Peyton leaned closer and kissed her husband again. She let her lips linger against his and felt the desire emanating from him.</p><p>“Here you go,” the blonde said from behind them.</p><p>Peyton spun around to see her holding three versions of the lingerie set.</p><p>“I picked out three different sizes to make sure we get you one that fits,” she said.</p><p>“How lovely, thank you,” Peyton replied.</p><p>She saw the sales girl glance at Alan’s crotch and smile. Peyton hoped her husband noticed. She hoped the rather diminutive size of the bulge made him a little self-conscious. A touch more humiliation wasn’t a bad thing.</p><p>“Come, darling,” Peyton said. “You deserve to see me in this lingerie before I wear it for another man.”</p><p>Alan took his wife’s hand and they walked towards the fitting room. Peyton oozed confidence. She’d never felt sexier or more in control and she was close to turning her husband into the cuckold she wanted him to be.</p><p>“When is Scott supposed to get there?” Alan asked.</p><p>Peyton checked herself in the mirror to make sure everything was as it should be. The strappy lingerie set she’d picked out with Alan looked absolutely perfect. When paired with three inch heels it was even hotter than it looked in the store.</p><p>“Ten minutes,” she answered. “You’re going to be good for me, right? You’re going to stay on the phone and listen while Scott and I have sex, right?”</p><p>“I will,” Alan said, though Peyton could hear the hesitation in his voice. She didn’t blame her husband for his lack of excitement over listening to his cuckolding, but what Alan wanted didn’t really matter. Peyton wanted to execute yet another piece of advice from the Cuckold Humiliation Handbook.</p><p><strong>The Handbook Says: Let Your Husband Listen on the Phone While You Fuck Your Lover</strong></p><p>“Are you nervous?” Peyton asked as she spun around to make sure her ass looked good.</p><p>“A little,” Alan answered.</p><p>“Why?” she asked.</p><p>“I know it’s not likely, but I’m nervous that you’re going to leave me,” he said.</p><p>Peyton was momentarily stunned by his honesty and she couldn’t help but smile at the insecurity that no doubt informed his response.</p><p>“I’m not going to leave you, Alan,” she said. “I wouldn’t have put this much effort into making you a willing cuckold if I was going to leave you. I would have simply left you.”</p><p>“I know,” he said.</p><p>“I know this is going to be hard for you. No man, not even one that’s at least a little turned on by the idea of cuckolding, is eager to listen to his wife fuck someone else. Not the first time, at least. I expect you to be good for me, though. I expect you to listen like a good cuckold should. I expect you to listen to my moans. I expect you to listen to the sounds of another man’s cock filling me. I expect you to listen when I cum on Scott’s cock. I expect you to listen when I make Scott cum. Do you understand?” Peyton asked.</p><p>“I do,” Alan replied.</p><p>“You know that I’m going to mute you on my end,” she said. “I don’t want to hear from you while I’m with Scott. I just want you to listen to your cuckolding.”</p><p>“I know,” Alan said.</p><p>Peyton tapped the FaceTime button on her phone and a moment later Alan’s face appeared. She turned the camera to face the bathroom mirror and said, “How do I look?”</p><p>“You’re perfect,” he replied.</p><p>Peyton smiled at her husband in the mirror. “Thank you,” she said before directing the camera between her legs. She pulled aside her panties and spread her pussy lips to show him the wetness that had already built between her legs. “That’s for him,” Peyton said. “That’s for Scott. That’s for the man I’m going to cuckold you with. That’s for the man that’s going to give me what you’ve always failed to provide.”</p><p>Alan groaned. “I’m sorry I’m not good enough,” he said.</p><p>“You should be,” Peyton replied. It was a little harsh, but she felt a certain kind of power coursing through her and she couldn’t resist. “For years you’ve enjoyed all the pleasures of sex while depriving me. That changes tonight, Alan.”</p><p>“I know,” he said.</p><p>Penelope lifted her phone and smiled at her husband. “We both know you’re going to be turned on tonight. You’re going to be rock hard as you listen to Scott and I have sex. You’re going to be dreaming of seeing another man’s cock sliding in and out of my pussy. You’ll watch soon enough, but tonight you’re going to listen and you’re going to masturbate while you do. You’re going to pull on that disappointing cock of yours but you’re not going to cum until I give you permission. Do you understand?”</p><p>“I do,” Alan said.</p><p>Peyton smiled. “That’s good, honey. I hope you enjoy listening.” She switched from FaceTime to audio, tapped the mute button, and walked into the room to place her phone on the nightstand.</p><p>Not long after Scott announced his arrival with a knock on the door. Peyton felt butterflies in her stomach as she considered the enormity of what she was about to do. As much as she desperately desired genuine sexual satisfaction, it was a huge step to actually welcome another man into her life and body like she was about to do.</p><p>“Welcome,” Peyton said as she opened the door and let Scott enjoy the sight of her lingerie-clad body. “Come in.”</p><p>“You’re gorgeous,” Scott said.</p><p>Peyton smiled and stepped backwards into the room. Scott followed as his eyes wandered over her body and Peyton couldn’t help but notice that he was even better looking in person. He seemed to be in better shape, too, though she’d soon find out just how true that was.</p><p>When Scott reached out Peyton was more than happy to let him pull her close for a kiss. She titled her head and their lips met. Her mouth opened and she welcomed his tongue for a far more passionate exchange than she expected.</p><p>“You’re a good kisser,” she said while pressing her pelvis into his. Scott’s bulge was obvious and thrilling.</p><p>“So are you,” he said before kissing her again. It was livelier the second time and Peyton felt desire surge through her body.</p><p>She responded by taking Scott’s shirt off as they kissed. She ran her fingers over his bare, muscular chest and his remarkably hard stomach. A moment later she was working Scott’s pants off. It was like a dam had burst inside her and a flood of desire came pouring out. Her need for the kind of satisfaction Alan couldn’t provide was far more significant than Peyton had anticipated. All it took was a genuine desire for another man to unleash it.</p><p>Scott surprised Peyton by picking her up and dropping her into the bed. He kissed his way down her body, pulled her panties aside, and put his tongue to use.</p><p>“Oh, fuck,” she said as he massaged her clit. “Scott…that feels so good…your tongue…it’s incredible.”</p><p>Peyton thought of Alan listening as another man went down on her. She wondered if he was experiencing any sort of jealousy at the idea that someone else was offering up pleasure in the way he thought he excelled. Scott’s tongue was exceptionally talented and the way he slid his fingers into her pussy to play with her g-spot proved absolutely thrilling.</p><p>Though she could have enjoyed Scott’s oral talents all night long, Peyton wanted her first orgasm to be with his cock buried inside her. For that reason, she interrupted his skillful work and said, “My turn.”</p><p>Scott smiled and stood up as Peyton sat in the bed. She reached out to pull his underwear down and free his cock.</p><p>Peyton reached out and wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft. She stroked him slowly, looked up at Scott, and said. “What a beautiful cock.”</p><p>“It’s going to make you feel good, I promise,” Scott replied.</p><p>Peyton stood and pushed him into the bed. “Not before I make it feel good.”</p><p>She crawled between his legs, took him in her mouth, and offered a sloppy blowjob. She wanted Alan to hear it. She wanted him to picture his wife between another man’s legs. She wanted Alan to picture her lips wrapped tightly around another man’s cock and she figured that making it really noisy was a great way to accomplish that.</p><p>“Holy shit, Peyton,” Scott said. “That’s unbelievable.”</p><p>Peyton let his cock slip from her mouth and stroked his slick shaft. “Yeah? Do you like the way I suck your cock?”</p><p>“I do,” Scott replied with a smile.</p><p>“I like being with a man that has a cock worth sucking,” she said before swallowing Scott once more. His head fell to the bed and his moans filled the hotel room once more. Peyton meant what she’d said. Alan’s cock didn’t inspire her to want to give him head. It didn’t inspire any sort of desire in her. Scott’s did, though. It made her want to fuck him. It made her want to make him feel good. It made her want to take him in her mouth until he was overwhelmed with the need to fuck her.</p><p>“Are you ready to fuck me?” Peyton asked.</p><p>“You know I am,” Scott said.</p><p>Peyton smiled and stood up. “I can’t wait to have this big, beautiful cock of yours inside me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet.”</p><p>“Your husband doesn’t get you wet?” Scott asked.</p><p>Peyton laughed. “No, Alan does not get me wet. He’s never been the kind of man to make his wife wet with desire. He’s lovely with his tongue, but his sexual prowess leaves quite a bit to be desired.”</p><p>Peyton retrieved a condom and tore it open. She crawled into the bed and rolled it down Scott’s beautiful cock. She couldn’t help but think about how good it was going to feel to have him inside her.</p><p>“I can tell you’re not like that,” Peyton said as she moved to her back and spread her legs. “You’re not the kind of man that disappoints a woman. You’re not like my husband.”</p><p>Scott moved on top of Peyton and said, “I always leave a woman satisfied,” before they kissed.</p><p>As his tongue invaded her mouth Peyton reached down to guide Scott’s cock inside her. She groaned as the sensations of having a truly thick man fuck her spread from her loins. There was just a hint of discomfort as she got used to his size, but the pleasure of actually cuckolding her husband overwhelmed it.</p><p>The joy she felt was more than the physical act of having someone new inside her. It was also that Alan was listening. It was that she was in the act of cuckolding him while he sat at home and masturbated to the sounds of sex unfolding in a hotel room on the other side of town. It was the kinky delight of knowing that her husband was on board with Peyton seeking pleasure outside their marriage.</p><p>“Fuck me,” Peyton implored him. “Fuck me. Make me cum. Give me what I’ve been missing.”</p><p>The sex was everything Peyton wanted it to be. Scott was a skilled lover blessed with a big cock and plenty of stamina. He was passionate, too. He wasn’t just using Peyton’s pussy as a means to an orgasm. He was connected on every level. They kissed and his hands moved over her body as he filled her with his cock. He moaned. They talked dirty about how good it felt. They filled the hotel room with the many blissful sounds of pleasure, which meant that Alan’s head was filled with the same naughty soundtrack. That alone brought Peyton an extra measure of satisfaction.</p><p>Peyton didn’t need to put on a show for Alan when she climaxed. The sounds that came out of her were natural, loud, and true. She had an astoundingly pleasurable orgasm on Scott’s cock and for a few moments she saw stars as her toes curled.</p><p>“I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” she said afterwards.</p><p>“Do you want another?” Scott asked.</p><p>They kissed before Peyton said, “How kind of you to offer. Of course I do. I’d like to make you cum too. Multiple times if you’ll let me.”</p><p>“We have all night, don’t we?” he asked with a smile.</p><p>“We certainly do,” Peyton replied.</p><p>Scott began moving in and out of her pussy again. Peyton smiled as she thought of Alan trying his best not to cum as he spent most of the night listening to his wife fuck someone else.</p><p>“Harder,” she said. “Fuck me harder. Pound my married pussy.”</p><p>Scott smiled and kissed her as he delivered a hard fucking. Peyton spread her legs a little wider and let the sensations of pleasure move through her body. She was going to be sore tomorrow, but that didn’t matter in the moment. Enjoying her new lover’s cock was all that mattered. Everything else could wait until tomorrow.</p>