<p>“Sydney? Are you home?” Sean called out as he dropped his bag by the front door. “Nope. I guess not. I’m guess I’m all alone.”</p><p>He and Sydney were supposed to be celebrating his promotion. They were going to get dressed up, go to a ludicrously expensive dinner, have too much champagne, and then come home for a night of great sex that she’d promised would have included a blowjob and the positions of his choice.</p><p>Instead, Travis had gotten the promotion. Somehow he’d snaked the job out from under Sean. He’d been the one that Mr. Sanders had called to the head of the conference table. He’d been the one that everyone had cheered for. More importantly, he’d been the one to end the day with a $35,000 raise.</p><p>Sean knew he should have clapped for his coworker. He knew he should have played the game like he was supposed to, but he couldn’t. He’d worked his ass off for the past three years for that promotion and Travis had taken it from him, so Travis could go fuck himself.</p><p>Sean made a beeline for the kitchen to grab a beer. It wasn’t going to be celebratory, but he needed a drink and if Sydney had seen fit to abandon him in his moment of need he was going to get started on a night of wallowing by himself.</p><p>Sean’s mission to find a beer was interrupted when he spotted a note on the kitchen table. He recognized Sydney’s elegant handwriting and smiled as he picked it up. Perhaps she hadn’t abandoned him. The note read:</p><p>My Love,</p><p>I’m so sorry your day ended in disappointment. I know how hard you worked and I know you deserved that promotion. They made a mistake giving that job to someone else.</p><p>I’ve decided that I’m going to make you feel better tonight. I already bought lingerie, after all, and it would be a shame for it to go to waste.</p><p>I’m going to go a little further, though. I’m going to make one of your biggest fantasies come true. I’m going to let you watch me fuck someone else tonight. I’m going to cuckold you.</p><p>There’s one very important element to arrange, but I’ll be home soon with the man that’s going to fuck me tonight. Be good for me until I’m gone.</p><p>Sydney</p><p>Sean read the letter a second time to make sure he hadn’t just imagined its contents. He hadn’t, though. His wife had actually written that she was going to cuckold him.</p><p>It wasn’t one of Sean’s biggest fantasies. It was far and away the thing he fantasized about most often. It was the thing that offered him an entirely different kind of pleasure. It was the thing that could get him hard in an instant and get him off in a remarkably short span of time.</p><p>He’d shared the fantasy years ago and every once in a while Sydney would bring it up. It usually happened when she was in a particularly good mood or she’d loosened up with a few drinks. Most of the time she’d ask him questions about it while playing with his cock. She’d ask if he wanted to watch. She’d ask if he wanted to see her give head to another guy. She’d ask if he wanted her to fuck a guy as a onetime thing or have a boyfriend. She always seemed to be totally delighted at how turned on Sean got and how hard he came, and then they wouldn’t talk about it until she was in the mood again.</p><p>Sean immediately forgot about his desire for a drink and started pacing around the apartment as excitement spread through his body. Should he change his clothes? Should he put music on? Should he make sure the bedroom was ready? What if Sydney didn’t want to fuck in the bedroom?</p><p>When he managed to calm himself down Sean took a moment to appreciate how amazing his wife was. She’d put up with him working impossibly long hours and had gone to all kinds of office parties to show that he’d married a smart, capable, stable woman that would be there during his rise up the company ranks. She’d offered him support when he’d had terrible days and celebrated the small victories he’d piled up over the past three years of hard work. Now, when he was in the midst of a genuinely dark moment, she was going out of her way to make him feel better by making his sexual fantasy come to life.</p><p>Sean felt a wild rush of anxiety as he heard a key in the front door. A loud, lovely laugh from his wife followed as she came inside. The sound of a deep voice confirmed that she’d found a man. She’d found someone to fuck her. She’d found someone to cuckold him with.</p><p>“Hey honey,” Sydney said with a smile as she rounded the corner and stepped into the living room.</p><p>She held out her hand and the man she’d brought home took it and stepped into the living room with her.</p><p>“Travis?” Sean said as he stared at the man that had taken his job. “What the fuck are you doing here? Is this a joke?” Sean turned his angry gaze to his wife. “Is this some kind of joke?”</p><p>“No, my love, it’s not a joke,” Sydney said before turning to Travis, pulling him close, and kissing him.</p><p>Sean stood there and watched as rage, jealousy, and a touch of arousal roiled inside him. He cursed his wife for her cruel version of making his fantasy come true. He cursed Travis for being willing to go along with it. He cursed himself for being so weak as to find even a little bit of arousal in watching his wife kiss someone else with such passion.</p><p>The kiss ended and Sydney stepped back from Travis as she let her fingers wander down his chest and between his legs to caress the obvious and sizable bulge that had formed.</p><p>“Isn’t cuckolding about an unsatisfied wife bring a better man into her bed? Isn’t it about the woman getting what she needs from someone superior to her husband?” Sydney asked as she played with Travis’s cock through the thin material of his slacks.</p><p>Sean focused all his energy on not getting hard. He didn’t want Sydney to know that he felt even a shred of arousal, despite the fact that desire coursed through him as he watched her lustily stroke and caress Travis’s cock.</p><p>“Who better to cuckold you with than the man that won the promotion you were supposed to get? Who better to welcome into our bed than the man that proved himself superior at your job?” Sydney asked.</p><p>“Sydney, please,” Sean said. It all felt like too much. Losing the promotion had been a crushing blow and then he’d ridden the high of feeling like Sydney was going to cuckold him. Now he’d been kicked down again as she’d brought home the last man on Earth he’d want her to fuck. “I don’t want to watch you fuck Travis. I fucking hate Travis. You know that. You know he’s a piece of shit. You know he didn’t work for that promotion. You know he’s a brown-nosing, smooth-talking asshole that convinced Mr. Sanders to give him the job without any merit.”</p><p>Travis smiled, stepped behind Sydney, and began to unbutton her blouse as he said, “You keep telling yourself that, Sean. You keep telling yourself that I don’t work hard. You keep telling yourself that I’m just some underhanded asshole that talked my way into a better job and a huge raise. You keep soothing that sad little ego of yours. Go ahead and walk the loser’s path.”</p><p>Travis held Sean’s gaze as he slipped a hand into Sydney’s bra and squeezed her breast hard enough to elicit a surprised moan.</p><p>“You keep telling yourself that I’m not a better man than you. Go ahead. Cling to that absurd idea,” Travis continued. “Tell yourself that your wife is letting me play with her perfect tits because I’m not the better man. Tell yourself that she picked me to fuck her because I’m not the better man.”</p><p>Sean couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. He could barely think straight. All he could see was the look on his wife’s face. It was a look of genuine pleasure. She was into it. She was into the way Travis was touching her. She was into the way he was talking to Sean. She was turned on.</p><p>“He’s right, Sean,” Sydney said. “I didn’t want to see it. I wanted to believe in you. I did believe in you. I supported you. I helped you. I went to those parties and talked to the boring wives and your even more boring bosses. I did it all because I believed in you. I was wrong, though. You weren’t capable of getting that promotion. You never stood a chance. You’re not the man Travis is. You didn’t deserve that job. He did. That’s why he got it. That’s why he got the pay raise. That’s why he got the bigger office.”</p><p>Sydney smiled as Travis pulled off her blouse and tossed it on the floor. He deftly unhooked her bra to expose her breasts and took them in his hands as he kissed Sydney’s neck.</p><p>She closed her eyes and moaned for a few moments before looking at her husband once more. “It’s also why he’s going to cuckold you. He got the promotion and now he gets your wife’s pussy. He gets to fuck me. It’s only fair. It’s what you would have gotten tonight if you’d been man enough to win that job. You weren’t, though, so Travis gets to fuck me.”</p><p>“Just…just tonight?” Sean asked in a soft, weak voice.</p><p>Travis unzipped Sydney’s skirt and worked it over her hips as he continued to kiss her neck. His hand moved into her panties and she moaned again before saying, “I can’t say if it’s just for tonight. I’ll be honest, though. I doubt it. If Travis fucks me like I think he’s going to fuck me, I’m going to let him have my pussy whenever he wants it. Don’t forget, you wanted to be a cuckold, and a cuckold doesn’t really get to choose who his wife fucks or when she fucks him, right? A cuckold accepts that his wife has found a better man to satisfy her desires and he happily goes along with it because it offers him a beautiful kind of pleasure, right?”</p><p>Sean looked down and saw the bulge he knew had formed. He saw that he’d lost the battle with his desire. He saw that his dick had gotten hard, that his fantasy had won out, even if it was Travis stripping his wife naked and playing with her body.</p><p>“Tell me you want to watch Travis fuck me,” Sydney said. “Tell me you want to watch a better man cuckold you.”</p><p>Sean shook his head. He couldn’t say it.</p><p>“Sean, sweetie, I’m fucking him either way, but the only way you get to watch is if you tell me it’s what you want. You can sit out here and listen as your new boss – he’s in charge of you now, right? – fucks your wife, or you can come into the bedroom and watch like you’ve always fantasized about doing. It’s your choice, but you have to make it now. If you say no, you don’t get to come into the bedroom until we’re done. You’ll just have to sit out here and listen as he fucks me to as many orgasms as I can handle.”</p><p>Travis gently worked Sydney’s panties down, revealing her pussy and leaving her naked and ready to be taken. It was the moment Sean had fantasized about for years. All the ingredients were there. It was just that one of the ingredients was rotten. Travis was there. A man he genuinely loathed happened to be the man his wife had chosen to fuck.</p><p>“I want to watch Travis fuck you,” Sean said. It felt like the lesser of two evils. If Sydney was going to cuckold him he wasn’t going to sit in the living room and listen. He was going to watch, even if it was a deeply imperfect version of his fantasy.</p><p>“What else?” Sydney said as Travis slipped two fingers into her pussy.</p><p>Sean swallowed what remained of his pride and said, “I want to watch a better man cuckold me.”</p><p>Sydney smiled as Travis fingered her pussy with one hand and played with her breasts with the other. “He is a better man, Sean. I know you don’t want to believe it, but he is.”</p><p>She spun around and Travis grabbed her ass and squeezed it as they kissed. Sean gave himself over to his desire and his cock reached a fully erect state as he watched his wife offer her body to a man he hated.</p><p>“Fuck me, Travis. Fuck me while my husband watches,” Sydney said as she looked into the other man’s eyes.</p><p>“With pleasure,” he replied.</p><p>Sydney took his hand and led him to the bedroom as Sean stood in the living room. He considered not watching. He knew it would be arousing, but he wasn’t sure he could handle the inevitable humiliation that would come along with it. He held out for half a minute before his desire drew him towards the bedroom.</p><p>Travis was naked and in bed by the time Sean stepped through the doorway. Sydney was between his legs with her fingers wrapped around the base of the other man’s cock and her lips wrapped around the stiff head.</p><p>“This was supposed to be your blowjob, wasn’t it Sean? Didn’t your lovely wife promise you the first blowjob you’ve had in quite some time as a reward for the promotion?” Travis asked with a cocky smile on his face.</p><p>Sean nodded. That was the blowjob he was supposed to be getting. It was the blowjob he was quite certain he wasn’t going to be getting now.</p><p>The cock popped free of Sydney’s cock and she looked over at Sean and said, “Blowjobs are for winners, honey. Losers get to watch.”</p><p>Travis laughed and Sydney went right back to sucking his dick. Sean watched his wife’s lips move up and down the other man’s shaft. He watched her offer the kind of oral pleasure he’d been dreaming about, the kind that he hadn’t experienced in a long time.</p><p>“God damn, you are incredible,” Travis said.</p><p>Sydney looked up at him as her mouth continued to move up and down Travis’s stiff cock.</p><p>“You know, if your wife’s pussy is anywhere near as good as her mouth, I’m coming back for more,” Travis said as he looked up at Sean.</p><p>“It’s better,” Sean replied.</p><p>“What’s that?” Travis shot back.</p><p>“Her pussy is better,” Sean said. It was. Sydney’s mouth was wonderful, but there was nothing like her pussy.</p><p>“He’s right,” Sydney said as she sat up and stroked Travis’s long, spit-soaked cock. “My pussy is perfect, and it’s yours. You got the promotion. You beat my husband, so you get my pussy.”</p><p>“Lucky me,” Travis said as Sydney straddled him and rubbed the head of his cock over her pussy lips.</p><p>“Wait, what about a condom?” Sean said.</p><p>Sydney sat down on Travis’s long, thick cock and took the full length inside her as she looked over at Sean. “He gets to fuck me bare, sweetie. He got the promotion. He beat you. He humiliated you. He gets your wife’s pussy without protection. He gets to fuck me bare and cum inside me.”</p><p>“But…” Sean said.</p><p>“You can leave if you want,” Sydney shot back. “Or, you could get naked and masturbate as you watch me fuck another man. Just embrace it, honey. We both know you want it. Just watch him fuck your wife.”</p><p>Sean didn’t get a chance to say anything else as Sydney leaned forward, kissed Travis, and began riding his cock with her slick, slippery pussy.</p><p>Sean could have walked away, but he wasn’t willing to deprive himself. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get to experience being a cuckold again, so he did as his wife recommended. He embraced it. He stripped as he watched her fuck another man. He freed his cock as he watched Sydney’s pussy lips cling to Travis’s thick shaft as she rode him.</p><p>Sydney sat up, pressed her hands against Travis’s chest, and threw her head back as she moved her pussy over his loins with exceptional speed. She was working her clit and milking his cock at the same time and it seemed to fill her body with an overwhelming kind of pleasure.</p><p>“Cum on my cock,” Travis said. “Do it. Cum on my cock while your husband watches.”</p><p>Sydney looked back at Sean, flashed a naughty smile, then doubled down on her efforts to climax. Soon enough the bedroom filled with the sounds of her orgasm as she moaned loudly and lustily while her ass and legs trembled with pleasure.</p><p>“That’s a good girl,” Travis said as he reached up to play with her tits while she rode the waves of her orgasm.</p><p>“Fuck!” Sydney said as the last bit of pleasure ripped through her. “What a great fucking orgasm!”</p><p>Sydney lifted her pussy off of Travis’s cock, smiled, and said, “You should fuck me on his side of the bed.”</p><p>She pushed the covers back and laid on Sean’s side of the bed with her legs spread. Travis moved between them, slipped into her pussy, and resumed fucking her like they hadn’t ever stopped.</p><p>Sean’s body hummed with a mixture of pleasure and humiliation, though it all generated a deep sense of arousal. Watching Sydney cum had been a moment of great joy. In that short span of time when she was experiencing an orgasm he’d lived out his fantasy of becoming a cuckold. Seeing his wife cum on someone else’s cock was everything he’d hoped it would be and his dick felt alive with desire as he masturbated.</p><p>It wasn’t until they moved to missionary that Sean noticed a genuine difference – cock size excluded – in how Travis fucked her. It was hard to pin down exactly what was different, but Travis moved with greater confidence and power. He seemed to understand that Sydney wanted to be truly fucked and he provided that with long, deep thrusts, each of which elicited a deep, sensual moan from Sean’s wife.</p><p>Sydney’s commentary certainly helped make it seem like she was having a hell of a good time.</p><p>“Fuck me, Travis. Fuck my married pussy. Fuck my tight little married pussy. Give me that cock. Give me your big cock. Fuck me while my husband watches. Show him how a man fucks a woman,” were all among the things she said to the man inside her. Each and every one thrilled Sean. Each and every comment brought him a little bit closer to his climax as he watched and stroked his cock.</p><p>When Travis began to fuck her harder and faster, Sydney seemed to sense that he was close to cumming.</p><p>“Yes, yes, cum inside me. Give me your load. Fill me, Travis. Fill my pussy. Fill my married pussy!” Sydney said.</p><p>Sean picked up his underwear and held them in front of his cock as he jerked off and watched his wife cuckold him. He watched Travis’s face. He watched his wife’s face. He watched their bodies meld together. He watched them both experience immense pleasure.</p><p>When Travis closed his eyes, threw his head back, and buried his cock in Sydney’s pussy Sean let his load loose. He climaxed into his underwear as another man climaxed into his wife.</p><p>Sydney’s face broke into the most joyous smile Sean had ever seen as Travis came inside her. It was as if his orgasm provided almost as much pleasure as hers had.</p><p>“That’s it,” she said while moving her hands down his back. “Cum inside me. Fill me. Claim your victory. Claim my pussy. Take it from my husband.”</p><p>Sydney looked over as Sean spurted his load into his underwear. He looked over as he fully embraced his cuckolding. She offered a quick smile but said nothing.</p><p>“Your husband was right,” Travis said. “Your pussy was better.”</p><p>“I think he liked watching,” Sydney said.</p><p>Travis looked over and laughed as he saw Sean standing there with his cum-filled underwear in his hand and a softening dick between his legs.</p><p>“You know,” Sydney said as she smiled at Sean, “It could have been your cum inside me. All you had to do was get that promotion. Maybe that wasn’t possible given your competition for the job, but you should have, Sean. You should have gotten that promotion. You should have been the better man. My pussy goes to the better man.”</p><p>“You better believe I’m going to enjoy it, too,” Travis said. “Your wife’s pussy is better than the office and the raise. In fact, I think I might enjoy it again tonight and I think I want you out of the room when I do.”</p><p>Sean gave his wife a pleading look but she offered no help.</p><p>“Run along, sweetie. Travis is going to enjoy the fruits of being the better man and winning that promotion. Why don’t you have a drink and watch a little TV while he fucks me again?” Sydney said.</p><p>Sean’s shoulders slumped as he grabbed a new pair of underwear from the dresser, picked up the rest of his clothes, and left the bedroom. His fantasy had come true. He was a cuckold.</p>