TITLE    : The One Less Traveled By Ch. 08
STORYID  : the-one-less-traveled-by-ch-08
SUMMARY  : Nick, Collin and Nicole set boundaries...push further.
AUTHOR   : JayCuck@lit
DATE     : 2013-10-10
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |interracial|hotwife|cuckold|


<i>I want to thank everyone who has read this series. I especially want to thank those of you who have emailed me or provided feedback. I really do appreciate it. 



This story includes real life situations and experiences and I hope you enjoy it. Fair warning! This story is an interracial cuckold story; that involves a loving hotwife, a dominant boyfriend and a husband who is becoming more and more comfortable being a cuckold husband. I've also included, Creampies and Chastity belts in this chapter. Please do not read any further, if you don't care for those subjects. </i> 









The sound of laughter and giggles greeted me when I entered the house. Nicole had the girls in a tight hug and was tickling April, who was almost collapsing in a fit of giggles. Jasmine had her arms around my wife's neck and she was resting her head on her shoulder. A smile split my face and I was unable to stop it, I loved seeing my girls hug their mom. I was still mad at Nicole, but seeing her with the girls definitely melted my heart and took the edge off my anger. Nicole's eyes were closed as she hugged the girls tightly and simply enjoyed having them back in her arms and back in her house. 



The packages were getting heavy and I stepped past the girls and dropped everything on the living room couch. My bladder was demanding some attention so I headed into my throne room, also known as my place of Zen and peace. My emotions were still unresolved, but anger was leading the pack and he was likely to stay there for a while. Unfortunately love was right behind him and I could never stay mad at Nicole for long. While this time was different, because she let the kids down as well as me, I knew I would forgive her. She was my wife and I was deeply in love with her, besides my own list of mistakes was long and distinguished. 



Nicole was sitting on the bathtub waiting for me, when I finished and started washing my hands. As far as I was concerned, she had some explaining to do and I wasn't going to help her with it. I switched the water from hot to cold and splashed some water over my face. 



Her voice was soft, quiet. "Are you ever going to speak to me again?"



I didn't answer her, I simply turned around, folded my arms across my chest and waited; tension hung in the air between us and while I knew she was sorry, I needed to hear her say it. I wanted her to acknowledge what she'd done and take responsibility for it. 



"I'm sorry Nick. I truly am." 



She waited for a response and when it was obvious that one was not forthcoming, she continued. 



"I apologized to the girls and especially to Jasmine. I told her that we'd go do something today, just the two of us."



She looked at me hopefully and I sighed loudly. 



"Nicole." I started, stopped and then shrugged my shoulder. "I don't know what to say and I'm still very angry. I'm glad you apologized to the girls and especially to Jasmine, because she was really upset." I paused. "Nicole do you have any idea how much the girls were looking forward to us having breakfast as a family? Any idea at all?"



"Yes Nick."



"Really?" Bitter sarcasm dripped from that word. "Because last night you didn't seem to give a shit and guess what, this morning you blew off breakfast! What the fuck Nicole?" 



"I didn't blow off breakfast." She started to cry. 



"Spare me the waterworks Nicole."



I tried to stop there, but I couldn't. My anger and frustration got the best of me. 



"You probably weren't crying when you were dancing with Collins friends. I'll bet you dollars to donuts, you weren't crying as you were sucking down drinks and I doubt you were crying when Collin was ramming his cock into you!"



Nicole got up, her hands covering her face and lurched into our bedroom, where she flung herself onto our bed and started sobbing openly. I stood in the doorway, leaning against the doorjamb and watched her. A big part of me wanted to comfort her, but a bigger part wanted her to suffer a little. The memory of outright lying to my girls about why she didn't join us for breakfast was still hot and fresh. 



Minutes passed and the only sound intruding on the silence was her sobbing and it was breaking my heart, slowly but surely. After several minutes I couldn't take it any longer, so I grabbed some tissues and sat on the bed next to her. 



"I'm sorry Nicole. I shouldn't have said those things to you." 



Sweat had broken out on my brow and I drew my hand across my forehead. Nicole's crying was slowing down and I handed her some tissues. She looked at me gratefully and started wiping her eyes. 



"Thank you." 



I simply nodded to her and she looked at me again and gave me a weak smile. 



"All right. What happened? Why did you miss breakfast?"



"Nick. Honestly, I just overslept. That's all."



"How the hell do you oversleep, when you knew this was important to the girls and to me?"



She shrugged her shoulder and continued to wipe her nose. 



"We forgot to set the alarm clock or get a wakeup call."



Ok. That answer pissed me off again and I wouldn't have accepted it from the girls or one of my employees. I damn sure wasn't going to accept it from Nicole. 



"That is the worst fucking explanation I've ever heard." I narrowed my eyes at her and continued. "Why didn't you come home last night Nicole? You said you were coming home."



"I know Nick." She shrugged her shoulders. "Collin's hotel room was closer and it was late, so we decided to stay there."



I shook my head in frustration. "Nicole we need to be more honest with each other."



"What do you mean?"



I gave a short, frustrated laugh. 



"What I mean is that you wanted to fuck Collin so badly, you broke your promise to me and to the girls. You were so intent on getting his cock inside you, that nothing else mattered."



Her eyes widened. 



"Am I wrong?"



Her head dropped and she looked down at her hands. 



"Nicole, am I wrong?"



She shook her head and whispered. "No Nick. You're right. It's just that I lose myself when I'm with him and that makes it hard to keep track of time."



Her confession made me feel a little better and I can't fully explain why. I just felt that we were finally being honest with one another and I could live with that outcome. 



"What do we do about it Nicole?" I asked her softly. "How do we prevent this from happening again?"



Nicole slowly raised her head until our eyes met and she looked at me with a question in her eyes. I caved completely, smiled back at her and nodded. 



"Yes, I said 'again.'



Suddenly she was on top of me, kissing my face frantically and in between kisses, she continued apologizing. 



"Nick. Nick honey, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. Please."



My hands pushed against her to get some space and I started laughing. 



"I forgive you. I forgive you." 



She stopped kissing me, but held me tightly and she wouldn't loosen her grip. We laid there just enjoying the feel of each other. 



Nicole finally raised up on her elbows and looked down at me. 



"I love you Nick and I will do anything to make it up to you and the girls."



"Good. Spending time with Jasmine today will go a long way, she really needs you Nicole. She's at that awkward teenager stage."



"I know Nick. It won't happen again."



I nodded back to her and held her gaze. 



"Nicole, this sort of thing can't happen again. I need you to keep your promises and the girls need you to keep your promises. If you can't do that, then we need to stop everything with Collin and determine where we go as a couple." 



"I realize that Nick. You're right."



"Good. I think Collin has the idea that I'm some sort of wimp, cuckold husband that will let his wife and her boyfriend walk all over him." I paused. "Baby, I'm not that guy."



Nicole looked at me for a few minutes, before nodding and I thought I saw a new respect mirrored in her eyes. 



"I know Nick. Thank you for standing up for our marriage."



"Always baby."



Now that the serious stuff was out of the way, my cock started to remind me that it hadn't had any attention lately. A sly smile crept over my face. 



"Nicole, I may not be a wimp, but I am still a cuckold husband." I hesitated for just a second. "So tell me. How did your night go?"



A really naughty laugh burst from Nicole and her eyes sparkled as she smiled down at me. A firm hand grasped my package, squeezed lightly and a gasp escaped me. 



"There he is." She squeezed my cock a little tighter. "I wondered where my Cuck husband was and now I found him."



Her body started to writhe on top of me slowly, sensually and she lowered her head and licked my neck. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating and I thought I caught a hint of cologne as well. Blood rushed into my cock and I was completely hard within Nicole's grip. 



"Collin did fuck me last night Nick, but I want you to lay there and listen while I tell you about the whole night. You're not going to cum until I allow it, do you understand?



My body was on fire and I was paralyzed on the bed. Unable to move, unwilling to break the spell Nicole had crafted so quickly. The yearning within me to hear every detail about her night was undeniable. 



I managed a weak response. "Yes."



"Good little cucky." A smile so evil, it should be locked up for life, crossed her face. "Because if you cum before I approve or try to touch yourself, I will put you back in the chastity belt."



I frantically nodded that I understood, but she wasn't finished. 



"Nick. I will lock your cock away and give Collin both keys, if you cum before I allow it." She let that statement hang in the air between us, while she looked me dead in the eyes and I could see that she was serious. "Now, do you understand?"



Lust had been keeping me pinned to the bed and I loved it, needed it; but when Nicole mentioned giving Collin the keys to the Chastity belt, fear joined lust and a cold rush of adrenaline flowed through me. 



"Ahh. I see you do understand. Don't you my cuck husband?"



"Yes." It was a meek, embarrassing reply. 



"Yes what?"



I gulped. "Yes Ma'am."



Nicole gave my cock a hard squeeze. "That's better, cuck."



"Let's see. Where to begin?" 



She was teasing me now, dragging it out and she started lightly stroking my cock at the same time. At this rate, I would end up coming well before she was finished and fear started to grow within me. 



"We arrived at the club and Collins attorney was already there and so was his potential client, who just signed with a pro team. His client also brought some friends and his girlfriend, so it was a little party."



She laughed a little and smiled down at me. 



"Collin always seems to be the life of the party and he is so smooth, so professional with his clients. It doesn't even seem like he's working and within an hour, he closed the deal with his client. The client's contract with the pro team is for well over 20 million and Collin is now his financial advisor. He's impressive to watch actually."



Her eyes became unfocused as she talked and she shook her head, looked down at me again and squeezed my cock. 



"I wanted him from the moment I saw him last night Nick. He's so tall, so muscular, so gorgeous and I almost had to change my panties last night." She giggled. "I was a good girl though and tried to help him with his client and his friends. Collin likes to show me off and he whispered that I was very good for business."



The light stroking gradually turned into a firm, soft stroking with longer strokes. Nicole was watching me closely and gauging my reactions. I honestly couldn't tell if she wanted me to cum or not and she wasn't giving anything away. 



"Collin insisted I dance with everyone who asked and I had so much fun, I barely had a chance to rest. The guys all wanted to hold me against them and I was worried Collin might get jealous, but he said it was fine, so I let them. God, did I let them."



She laughed took a deep breath and leaned down over me. I felt her nipples through my shirt and it was obvious that the memory of last night still excited her.



"Nick, all the men were black and they were so sexy. I never realized how attractive I found black men, until I got a chance to spend more time with them. Their bodies were in great shape and I could feel their muscles through their shirts."



Another deep breath and Nicole's eyes rolled up in her head, and she stopped stroking my cock. Her tongue snaked out and licked her lips as she came back to the present and exhaled slowly. 



"They all pressed their cocks against me and they were all...ummmm...big, very big. I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to see them all naked. To let them take me, one at a time or all together!"



A loud groan bubbled up and burst from me. I moved my hips away from Nicole's hand abruptly and took several deep breaths. I was close, very close to cumming and I was terrified that Nicole would follow through with her threat, if I orgasmed.



"Hey Cuck, get back here." Her hand snaked out and pulled my hips back closer to her, she gripped my cock tightly. "Don't try and pull away Nick, you wanted to hear this remember?"



I managed a short nod. "Yes....Ahhh!" Just as I finished saying the word yes, Nicole squeezed my cock hard and gave a sharp jerk. 



"Yes What?" 



"Yes Ma'am."



"Don't forget again Cuck."



"Yes Ma'am."



"Better cuck." She looked at me sharply. "Y'know, we're going to have to work on your behavior."



I didn't respond, I couldn't respond, because I didn't know what to say. Nicole seemed fine with that though, because she tweaked my nose and continued. 



"I danced with all the guys, but it was his attorney that I enjoyed the most; because aside from Collin, I find him the most attractive."



Her eyes found mine and she gave me a naughty smile. 



"We kissed on Wednesday night." She whispered and giggled. "It was unplanned but I'd had a lot to drink and he did as well. We finished dancing and I meant to give him a peck on the cheek, but our lips met and the intensity of the kiss surprised both of us."



"It was a nice kiss, but we both agreed that I was Collin's girlfriend and nothing else can happen between us."



A deep breath and heavy sigh moved her chest in and out. The breasts I loved so much, brushed my nose before moving away again. 



"Finally the night ended and Collin and I jumped in his Range Rover and went back to the hotel. I couldn't wait any longer though and before he started the SUV, I had my panties off. We almost got into a wreck, because I was unzipping his pants as he was trying to back out of the parking spot. His cock was in my mouth, before we made out of the parking lot."



Nicole stopped stroking me and started using her fingernail to lightly stroke my cock. 



"You like hearing this, don't you?"



"Yes. I do."



"Why?"



"I don't know, but I love it. Please continue." I pleaded with her. She slowly winked at me and gave me a smile. 



"I love his cock Nick. It's amazing and I lose myself when I see it." Her eyes closed. "I don't want to let it go, when I have it and I can't wait to see it again, when it's gone. I turn into a complete slut when I'm with him."



Another gasp left me as Nicole squeezed my cock again. 



"You like that baby? You like that your wife is a slut for another man?"



"Yes." It was barely more than a whisper. 



"What? I can't hear you my little cuck." Her voice was playful but her grip tightened further on my cock. 



"Yes. I love it. I love hearing about it, I love watching it. Nicole I absolutely love it."



"That's it, baby. Let it out. C'mon, say it again." 



She loosened her hold on my cock and started stroking it gently, yet firmly. She was bringing me close again and I felt lost; hopeful that she would let me cum, but fearful that I would cum before she gave me approval. 



"Nicole, I love hearing about you with Collin." My hips bucked upwards and I was very close. "I everything, watching you, hearing about you two, thinking about you together. All of it turns me on."



"Good boy." She leaned down and kissed me softly. "Good cucky." She whispered. 



Her eyes watched me carefully has her stroking turned more insistent. Her fingers trailed down my cock to the base, before slowly returning to the very tip. 



"Collin blindfolded me last night Nick." My eyes shot upward and met hers. She smiled at me, closed her eyes and a light groan escaped her beautiful lips. "He blindfolded me and then fucked me until I almost passed out. I came so many times I lost count and every time I came, he would move me into another position." 



"I've never felt so submissive, so happy to be used, before in my life. I would have done anything for him last night Nick."



"Wow." My response was little more than a whisper, but Nicole smiled at me and continued stroking me. 



"You like that Nick?" I nodded. 



"Are you ready to cum?" 



My nod was frantic this time. "Please?"



"So polite. That's very good Nick." She looked down. "Do you want to cum in your pants, like a teenager?"



I set a record for getting out of my clothes. I didn't rip my shorts, but it wasn't for lack of trying. An eternity slipped by before I got naked. Nicole had slipped into the closet and returned with a towel. 



"Lay back."



I complied and felt Nicole lay the towel over my stomach. Her hand returned to my cock, but I felt a satiny fabric wrap around my cock. 



"I thought you'd like to cum in my panties Nick." She laughed. "It's as close to fucking me as you're going to get today." A satisfied smile crossed her face and she kissed my cheek lightly. "You can cum now my cuckold husband."



A quick glance down, confirmed that she had wrapped her tiny little panties around my cock. My cock got even harder and I knew I was only seconds away from cumming. Nicole sensed it as well and leaned forward, her breath was hot on my ear. 



"Collin fucked me twice more last night Nick. The last time he fucked me, he pulled out and came all over my face." She paused. "I loved it Nick and I begged him to do it again."



My head snapped back, hard into the pillow it was resting on and I groaned out loud. My hips bucked as the orgasm finally erupted from me. My own hot cum burst from my cock, overshot the towel and landed on my chest. Once, twice and finally the third stream of cum landed on the towel. The salty, fleshy smell of semen filled the air and Nicole slowed her stroking and finally removed her cum-soaked panties from my cock. 



My chest was heaving and I couldn't seem to get enough oxygen into my lungs. I was thankful I was laying down, because I probably would have collapsed in any other position. My heartbeat pounded in my chest and I swear I could almost hear it, my eyes finally opened to see Nicole smiling down at me. I was worried there would be ridicule, disappointment or worse, pity, in her eyes, but I only saw love and understanding reflected back at me. 



"Wow." She leaned down and gave me a kiss and helped me clean up. "That was pretty good, wasn't it?"



"God yes. Nicole that was amazing." I finally caught my breath enough to laugh a little. "Holy shit, my body is still tingling."



"Mmmm, I'm glad Nick. I love doing that for you." She rested her head on my chest and we lay together, enjoying the silence and the feel of our bodies next to one another. Sleep crept up on us and we got a few hours of sleep, before Jasmine woke us up and wanted to go shopping with Nicole. 



Nicole and I showered together and the intimacy of the shower was soothing to both of us. We reconnected as a couple and took turns washing each other's body. This was the kind of intimacy that went beyond sex, it was emotional and physical intimacy on a level that bonded couples together. No words were exchanged and no words need to be spoken. 



Once we were finished and Nicole was ready to go shopping, she kissed me on the cheek and patted my chest. 

<hr pg="2" />"Nick. I want to talk to you later tonight about our relationship with Collin." She saw the look on my face. 



"No. It's not bad, please believe me. I just think we need to talk some more and maybe establish some boundaries. That's all."



"I agree." I kissed her. "Enjoy your time with Jasmine. I think she really needs some girl-time with her mom." She nodded. 



I got a chance to hug Jasmine before they left and I got an "I love you dad" from her as well. The morning started out pretty shitty, but it things had turned out ok. Hopefully there wouldn't be any more issues in the future. 











Our back patio was our sanctuary and Nicole and I spent as much time out there as possible. The weather in Texas allowed us to use it almost 12 months a year and we had a fire pit for the cold months and a couple of fans for remaining 10 months of the year. 



A fairly expensive Cabernet was on the table in between us, while we enjoyed the wine and warm fall evening. Nicole and Jasmine bonded again during their shopping trip and Nicole mentioned that Jasmine was going through some girl things. I had a good idea about what that meant, but Nicole asked me to let her handle it and I trusted her judgment. 



"Nick." Nicole took a sip of wine and set her glass down. "Can we talk about how things are going with Collin?"



"Of Course."



"Good." She gave me a serious look. "Nick, I want you to know that Collin didn't know about breakfast this morning. It wasn't his fault that I missed it."



"Ok. I appreciate you telling me that, because I wasn't sure if I should be mad at Collin or not."



"You shouldn't be and he was upset when I told him about what happened." Nicole took another sip of wine. "He said he would have made sure I made breakfast, if he had known about it."



"Cool. I'm glad to hear that and it makes me feel more comfortable about Collin. It's important to me that he respect our marriage and family."



"Nick. Please understand that he does respect our family."



"Ok. I guess you have a better view of him than I do at this point."



"You're right. I have spent more time with him and he does understand that I'm married and I'm not going to leave you." She looked at me and I nodded my understanding. "Collin and I have already talked about that, at length Nick."



"Really?"



Nicole sighed. "Yes Nick. We've talked about it a lot."



I don't know why, but that worried me all of sudden. "Why? I mean, is he asking you to leave me?" 



Nicole was visibly irritated, but she set her wine glass down carefully and took a deep breath. She didn't reply right away and I sensed that I had pushed the wrong button, so I waited patiently. 



"Nick, you need to relax." She pronounced each word individually and I could sense her irritation. "Collin has not asked me for anything that could come between us or hurt our marriage." She paused for a second. 



"Nick, we spend most of our time talking about ways to avoid upsetting you."



"What?"



"Yes. Collin and I both feel that we need to check with you before we do anything together. It seems like we walk on eggshells around you and that's what I wanted to talk to you about tonight."



"I see. Wow, I didn't realize you felt that way." I shrugged my shoulders. "I thought I was the one that had the least amount of input in this relationship."



"Nick. See that's what I'm talking about. We talk to each other, but we're not 'communicating' with each other and that needs to change."



"I guess you're right." 



I took a sip of the wine and refilled my glass. It really was a good cabernet and I made a mental note to pick up some additional bottles. Nicole topped her glass off as well and we clinked our glasses together with a smile. 



"Nick, I know Collin talked to you about our relationship and I wanted to revisit that conversation, just you and I."



"Ok." I motioned for her to continue. "Shoot."



"I think we need to establish some boundaries Nick and agree that anything that happens within those boundaries is acceptable, even if it's unexpected."



"Uh. Ok, but what are the boundaries?"



"Good question, let's talk about that and see if we can come up with something."



"Ok." I laughed. "You start."



"Chicken!" 



I laughed again. "Damn Right!"



She took another swallow of wine and put her glass down. "Collin and I want more freedom Nick."



"What the hell does that mean?"



"Nick. I want to be able to see Collin, go out with Collin and spend the night with Collin without needing your approval." She paused. "I will definitely tell you in advance about our plans and I will respect our family obligations, but beyond that I want to have the freedom to be with Collin."



"So basically, you'll just tell me what you're doing and I have to accept it."



"Yes Nick."



The wine provided a distraction for me and I sipped it slowly, while I pondered Nicole's response. I would be giving up a lot, if I agreed to her suggestion. This change would make me a bystander, someone without input, who simply did what he was told. That was probably an oversimplification, but it was close and it scared the hell out of me, but it was also exciting and erotic. 



As I wandered down this road of cuckolding, I found I was enjoying the loss of control, the visual stimulation, the teasing and denial that were my constant companions. I was more satisfied sexually, than I had been in a long time and there was no pressure to 'perform'. Nicole was completely satisfied by Collin and I was provided the opportunity to focus on what I was good at, which was pleasing Nicole orally. 



Our relationship was evolving and the change that Nicole was suggesting would be huge. I'd had a measure of control, up until this point, but I would be giving that up if I agreed to Nicole's 'boundary.' My biggest fear is that this would lead to Nicole becoming more emotionally attached to Collin, than to me. I envisioned Collin eventually taking over my role as husband and with his money, his charm, his huge cock, I would disappear from Nicole's life. 



"Nicole, I need your help with something."



"Anything Nick."



"How do I stop you from leaving me? Or falling in love with Collin."



"What?"



"C'mon Nicole. What you're suggesting leads to only one conclusion. You falling in love with Collin and leaving me."



"Nick-"



"Let me finish." Nicole held her hands up and I continued. "I'm not stupid Nicole. You'd see Collin, date Collin, spend the night with Collin and who knows, maybe travel and vacation with Collin. Honestly, how could you prevent yourself from falling in love with him?"



"I see your point Nick and I'm not saying you're stupid. But you need to have more faith in me and more faith in us."



"Seriously Nicole? That's not much of an answer."



"Yes Nick. I am serious." Her wine glass found the table and she leaned forward with her elbows on her thighs.



"I love you Nick and my love is not based on your cock size or the size of your wallet." Our hands found each other and she smiled at me. "I'm perfectly capable of distinguishing between sex and love; between lust and love. I also recognize the difference between an infatuation and true love Nick."



"Nicole, I believe you." A deep breath passed through my lungs and I let it out slowly before continuing. "I really do believe you, but you have to understand something; if you're wrong, our marriage will end."



"I will never let that happen Nick." Each word was pronounced slowly, carefully and her eyes were resolute. "I promise."



I took another sip of wine and nodded to Nicole. 



"Alright Nicole. I agree to your boundary." 



What else could I do? I loved my wife and I did believe her. I was also confident that I could see any problems coming before they became a danger to our marriage. Nicole clapped her hands and gave me a big hug, before settling back into her chair and sipping some more wine. I couldn't help but laugh because Nicole looked like a kid on Christmas morning. 



I didn't want to throw cold water on her happiness, but this was a negotiation after all and I didn't see anything in it for me. 



"Nicole. I have a question for you?"



"Let me guess Nick. What do you get out of all this?" She looked at me and winked. 



I laughed. "Am I that transparent?"



"You're a guy Nick. It's that simple." 



I shrugged my shoulders and looked into my wine glass. 



"Honey?" I looked over at her. "Is there anything specific you want?"



I looked down again and felt blood rushing to my face as I blushed uncontrollably. Sweat broke out on my brow and I ran my palm across my forehead, I was still not comfortable with how much I liked this situation. 



"I don't know Nicole. I guess, just more of the same."



"Nick. C'mon baby." She rolled her head, looked over at me and took a swallow, not a sip, of wine. "We just talked about honesty."



"Ok. Dammit Nicole, this isn't easy for me."



"I know Nick, but this is important. You were the one worried about our marriage and if we can't be brutally honest with each other; then what does that say about our marriage?"



I glared back at her. "I hate it when you use my arguments against me."



Nicole laughed, got up and sat down on my lap, a kiss helped sooth my nerves. She looked into my eyes and waited for me to answer.



"Ugh. Ok. Ok." Another deep breath and I plunged in."



"I like to watch you and Collin together." She nodded. "It's not just the sex" I added quickly, as though it would make anything better. "I like seeing you two together doing anything. It's exciting for me when you sit next to Collin, joke with Collin, hold his hand and well, everything else."



"Ok. That's easy."



"I do like watching you two have sex." I blushed again and shrugged my shoulders. "That is extremely exciting for me."



Nicole gave me a gentle smile. "Yea. Collin and I expected that and it's fine Nick."



"I guess that's it." I couldn't think of anything else at the moment. 



Actually I could think of more stuff, I just wasn't ready to discuss it. Nicole seemed to sense my state of mind and gave me another kiss. 



"Nick. Is it ok if Collin and I suggest or try new things that may excite you?"



"Yea. I guess. I just want to be able to tell you to stop, if it's not exciting."



She nodded. "That's fair."



One last thing buzzed around my head, like a fly at a picnic. I couldn't kill it or catch it and I knew it wouldn't go away unless I stopped and dealt with it. 



"Nicole." I took a few deep breaths. "Is doing all of this with Collin, making you think less of me as a husband, as a man?" 



I stared at the pool while I was speaking, but I looked up at Nicole as I finished. She shook her head, leaned down and gave me a very nice, soft kiss. Her lips felt and tasted amazing, as the kiss lingered and I inhaled the scent of body as deeply as possible. I didn't want the kiss to end, but Nicole broke it and whispered in my ear, as she held me tightly. 



"No Nick." She paused before her warm breath tickled my ear again. "Nothing we do with Collin will ever change how I feel about you. Nothing."



What can I say? My wife is pretty awesome and I felt this rollercoaster ride we were on, start to pick up speed!







Collin called later that day and Nicole took the call in the bedroom and talked with Collin for at least an hour. Occasionally I could hear laughter and when I went to use the restroom, Nicole was smiling from ear to ear as she listened to Collin. I received a wink and smile as I passed through the room and Nicole continued to speak to Collin normally, so I didn't get the sense at all that she was hiding anything. 



"Hey Nick?" Her voice carried from the bedroom.



"What?" I shouted back.



"Come here dang it, Collin wants to talk to you."



I slid off the couch, shuffled into the bedroom, my flip flops clapping against my feet as I walked. Nicole hugged me as I walked into the bedroom and handed me the phone. We sat down on the bed together.



"What's up Collin?"



"Nick. Hey listen, I got us a tee time tomorrow. I need to get out on the links and I want some company. You're in right?"



"Fuck yea. I haven't golfed in forever."



"Really, you're that bad huh?"



I laughed. Ok, Collin could be pretty funny and an all-around cool dude. 



"Screw you. We'll see tomorrow on the course. Is it just you and I?"



"Are you kidding? No! Nicole is coming to keep us company and drive the cart."



"Is that right?" I looked over at Nicole and she gave me a mischievous smile. 



"Yea man. She's coming along specifically to keep you from flirting with the beer cart girls"



"Whatever Collin, we'll see you tomorrow."



Collin laughed. "Bye."



Nicole smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 



"Sounds like fun tomorrow. Don't you think?"



"Yea it actually does and I've been wanting to go golfing for a while. I'm glad Collin did this and it's a really nice golf course."



"See honey. Collin's not a bad guy." 



"I didn't say he was Nicole. I like him as well, I just don't want to lose my wife to him. That's all."



"You won't." 



Nicole got up and went into the bathroom and I heard the shower start. Smiling to myself, I went into the bathroom hoping to catch Nicole naked and maybe get a little nookie. I found her almost naked, but wrapped in one of our large bath towels. She smiled at me as I looked at her, but her expression turned serious. 



"Umm. Nick. I need you to do me a favor."



I stepped forward, flicking my eyebrows up and down as I advanced on her. "Anything baby."



Nicole put up a hand and pressed it against my chest, stopping me and keeping me at arms-length.



"Nick. I need you to leave the bathroom, please."



"What?"



"Collin doesn't want you to see me naked or just in my underwear, unless it's absolutely necessary and then only if you're wearing your chastity belt."



My mouth dropped open and I couldn't think of a response. I just stared at her, dumfounded, with my mouth hanging open. 



"Nick, please." Her voice was calm, resolute and authoritative. "It's not that big of a deal."



"I can't believe this Nicole and it is a big deal." 



"Nick. You agreed to let Collin and I have more freedom. Well this is part of that freedom."



"Yea I agreed, but how the hell am I going to avoid seeing you naked and you like to walk around in your underwear. We freakin' live together Nicole."



"Collin knows that Nick." She gave me a little eye-roll. "I can adjust the times that I shower and you'll know when I'm in there, so just avoid coming in when I'm in the shower. I'll do my best to get completely dressed in the closet and I'll close the door while I'm getting dressed."



"Holy cow Nicole."



"Nick. You agreed to the boundaries, remember?"



"Ok fine. But what about sex? You also said you don't want to lose that with me."



"Nick. We can still have sex. We'll just need to be creative and work with Collin. That's all."



A sultry little smile played across her lips and she kissed me on the cheek. 



I shrugged my shoulders and started to turn away. "Ok. We'll give this a try." 



"Thank you baby." Nicole's voice pushed me out of the bathroom. 











Nicole and I tucked April into bed later that night and checked on Jasmine, who gave Nicole a hug and me a fist-bump. I'd have preferred a hug, but I'll take fist-bump from my oldest daughter. I was just happy that things were pretty much back to normal. 



We headed downstairs and into our bedroom, where Nicole kissed me on the cheek and closed the door to the bathroom. I stared at the closed door for a few minutes and I swear the door was laughing at me. I knew Nicole was getting undressed and then redressed for Collin and it drove me crazy. She was spending the night with him tonight and they would meet me at the golf course tomorrow, so I was on my own for tonight. 



What else could I do but lay down on the bed and turn on the TV. I selected a mind-numbing martial arts flick with lots of action, a low budget and sub-titles. The fight scenes were good, but the acting was horrible, which seemed a perfect analogy for my current situation. The sex was great, but I wasn't getting any, or at least not the really good sex. I wasn't even able to watch the good sex tonight, I was alone with my imagination; which now that I thought about it, actually produced some pretty good porn. 



An hour later the bathroom doors opened slowly and Nicole emerged looking amazingly hot. She was wearing short, shorts which showed her ass off perfectly. Her breasts were barely covered by a tank top that stopped well above her belly button and the outfit was completed by some very expensive-looking high heels. She smiled at me and walked over to the bed, smiling the entire time. Her perfume hung lightly in the air and smelled amazing, as she leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 



"I'll see you tomorrow honey."



"Are you and Collin going out tonight?"



"I'm honestly not sure Nick. Collin doesn't have any business meetings tonight, but we may still catch a movie or have drinks with some of his friends. He mentioned that an old friend of his flew into town today, but he wasn't sure if he would be able to hang out with us."



I nodded. "Well have fun tonight."



A small, short laugh emanated from Nicole. "Oh. I will baby."



The click of her heels on the wood floor marked her departure and I watched her walk out of the room, her hips swaying as she walked towards the door. 



She stopped at the door, turned and gave me a smile. 



"I love you Nick."



"I love you to Nicole."



I didn't hear the front door close and I knew that Nicole was trying to be quiet as she left, but I did hear her car start as she drove off. The sound of the engine started my own internal motor running and my imagination kicked into high gear. 



My heart rate started increasing and my breath came faster, as I imagined every possible scenario for Collin and Nicole. My imagination played extremely vivid videos of Nicole melting into Collin's arms when she arrived at the hotel and Collin carrying her into the bedroom. Another video played of Nicole dressing and modeling her clothes and lingerie for Collin as she dressed to go out with him. Of course, there was an extremely vivid video of Collin taking Nicole in a variety of places and positions, relentlessly pounding her, while Nicole begged for more.



I took a deep breath and put the remote controls down as my imagination continued to play videos and they consumed all of my attention. My cock was rock hard as I thought of Collin and Nicole holding hands and buying tickets to a movie. Nicole slowly feeding Collin popcorn and Collin lightly licking the butter and salt off of her finger. I pictured a dark, almost empty theater, where I was sitting on the side up against the wall. Collin and Nicole enter and choose the very back row, where they proceed to make out, until the movie starts. I glance back during the movie and see Collin watching the movie, but Nicole isn't sitting beside him anymore, until I look closer and barely see the back of her head bobbing up and down. 



My control wasn't very good and I lurched into the bathroom, as I felt my orgasm getting stronger, closer. Frantically, I stripped my shorts and underwear down and freed my cock. A few strokes later and I gasped as I felt myself spurt into the toilet. A collage of images ran through my head as the sound of my cum hitting water kept me company, but also reminded me that I was alone. My legs were weak and my hand braced against the wall and kept me from falling. I can't explain why the orgasms I had were so powerful, when I was imaging Collin and Nicole together; but they were intense and left me gasping for breath. Absently, I grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned myself up and then wiped the toilet and floor. Satisfied that there wasn't any globs of cum anywhere, I closed the door and washed my hands.

<hr pg="3" />My mind was still racing as I lathered up my hands and I didn't notice the pink post-it note Nicole left on the mirror, until I was almost finished. The water was still running and my hands were still covered in soap, but I reached over and grabbed the post-it note.



<i>Nick. You can see me in my underwear, lingerie or naked. You just have to put this on. Love you! </i>



There was an arrow pointing down, diagonally and I looked over. The black pouch containing the chastity belt was lying there, next to her sink. I stared at it for several seconds, before I shook my head, rinsed and dried my hands. The post-it note was soaked and I tossed it into the trash can. I picked up the black pouch, held it in my hands and turned it over several times. The hard plastic clicked inside the bag and I heard the metallic clinking of the lock and keys as they moved against each other. Finally, I left the bathroom, stuck the chastity belt in my underwear drawer and slid into bed, I resolved to deal with the chastity belt another time. My head hit the pillow and I was asleep in seconds. 















I was up early the next day and making breakfast for the girls. Aside from Waffle French Toast, their next favorite breakfast item was breakfast tacos and I was in the middle of whipping up a batch, when the girls came down. The first thing I did was make fresh salsa from my little garden in our back yard. One of my many talents was cooking and I a mean salsa and it was legendary, despite my cultural limitation of being Caucasian. When my wife and I first got together, she used to tease me that white people couldn't make good salsa, but I had long since proven her wrong and even her family agreed my salsa rocked!



The girls and I did the dishes after breakfast and I let them know they were on their own for the day. They didn't have any plans and I suspected that Jasmine was happy that mom and I were spending some time together. April was oblivious of course and she planned to spend most of the day watching Cartoon Network or one of those kids' channels. They had so many now, I couldn't keep up. 



My phone chimed indicating a text came in and I stepped away from the sink to check it. It was from Collin confirming our tee time, which hadn't changed. I put the phone down and started back towards the sink, when my phone chimed with another text and this text stopped my heart. The second text was a picture of Nicole, dressed only in lingerie, laying back on Collin's bed. She was obviously posing for him and she looked amazingly sexy and more than little slutty. The picture showed her laying on her side, wearing a bra, panties, garter belt and thigh hose and her knee was drawn up a bit so it looked like a classy picture out of Playboy Magazine. Under the picture, there was a single sentence. 



<i>This is how your wife looks in her underwear Nick</i>



My eyes were locked on the picture, my heart was racing and my hand was trembling, as my cuck imagination suddenly shot off the starting line.



"What is it dad?" Jasmine asked. 



I crashed back into reality and casually closed the screen on my phone. 



"Huh. Oh, sorry Jas." My voice was calm and level, which surprised me. "It's a text from Collin. We're going golfing later today and he was just confirming the time."



"Cool. Is Mom with Collin?"



It was a simple question and I struggled to find an answer. I didn't want to lie to Jasmine or April, but this was something they weren't ready to hear. It was a situation they couldn't possibly understand and it had the potential to truly disrupt their lives. There was simply no way, that Jasmine as a teenager, could understand this relationship and how it was developing. Heck, even I was still struggling with it. Clearly there would come a time, if this relationship continued, that we would have to be more open with our kids, however this Sunday morning was not that time. 



"She might be Jas. Your mom left early this morning to run some errands and she wanted to go shopping for some golfing clothes, because she is going with Collin and me."



Jasmine looked over at me and shrugged. "Cool Dad. Have fun."



That was it. That was the sum total of Jasmine's response and she bounced upstairs to watch TV. I wasn't sure if I had gotten off lucky or if I was missing something, but I'd follow up with Nicole later tonight and we'd discuss it. 







The golf course we were going to was private and expensive and while the public could use it, the price of the green fee's kept most folks away. Additionally, it was tough to get a decent tee time if you weren't a member, so practically speaking it was a private club. 



I drove my classic Mustang to the club for a couple of reasons. First, I freakin' loved to drive it. Second, it was a classic automobile, so I could be perceived as a really rich dude who liked classic cars or really poor dude who put all of his money into his car. Today, I was hoping to be perceived as the really rich dude and who knows, if I got the promotion at work, I might fit that description someday. 



I also made a mental note to play the lottery later today, because I found a great parking spot that was completely shaded. It had both things a great parking spot needed, shade and enough space so that my doors wouldn't get banged up. My golf clubs made it out of the trunk all right and I carried them inside and stopped at the front desk. The lady behind the counter was gorgeous and had a smile so beautiful it was like a weapon. 



"Good Morning. Can I help you?"



"Yes. I'm meeting some friends for golf today and I'm a bit early."



"Which member are you golfing with today sir?"



"His name is Collin-." I didn't get to his last name before she nodded her head. 



"Yes sir. I have your tee time. You can rest your clubs over there." She pointed over my shoulder and continued. "The bar is open already, if you'd like to have a drink, and the pro-shop is just past the bar and it's open as well."



"Thank you."



"You're welcome sir. Enjoy your round of golf and if you're interested in a membership, please stop by and see me later."



She gave me another killer smile and I nodded back to her. The cost of this place had to be out of my price range and I didn't want to ask either. I was afraid this is one of those places where "if you have to ask how much it costs, you can't afford it."



The bar was open and empty, so I slid into a stool and nodded to the bartender. 



"What can I get you sir?"



"Diet Coke is fine. It's too early for alcohol."



The bartender laughed a little. "It's never too early for alcohol, but I've got a diet coke coming right up." He used one of those drink dispensing gun-things that seemed to be able to produce any soda at the touch of button. 



He placed the dark, bubbling drink in front of me with a smile and I sipped it slowly. My view was good and I could see into the pro-shop and see the Front Desk/Lobby pretty well. As I looked around, it was obvious this place was pretty high-end and I started to wonder what it would like to be members. 



Nicole would fit right in here, because she was such a people-person and she could be comfortable in just about any type of crowd. It was something I'd always envied about her, because she was comfortable tail-gating at college football game, cursing and drinking beer with the guys. She could just as easily transition to a formal dinner party with the upper crust of society, which she occasionally had to do for her work. Nicole handled some 'high net worth' clients as part of her job, so she was exposed to wealthier individuals pretty regularly. 



Me on the other hand, I was more of an introvert until I got comfortable with someone and then I opened up considerably. My friends joked that I had a split personality, because it took a while for me to open up, but once I did I was a completely different person. Only recently had Brian started working with me on being more comfortable in new, social situations and I remembered something he told me once. 



"Nick. It's not the math, it's not the processes and it's not even expertise in your field; being successful above a certain level is all about handling personalities. What we do isn't rocket science, it's not brain surgery and the most challenging part of our job is the people. Managing at a higher level is about handling personalities and getting the most out of them. It's not enough to manage the people below you, successful senior managers find ways to manage their peers and their bosses. You need to become better at managing sideways and especially, managing upwards Nick."



Brian and I had focused on building those skills a lot over the last year and I felt significantly more confident today. I nodded to myself as I thought about it more and realized that maybe Nicole wasn't the only one who could be comfortable here. I decided to check back with the gorgeous lady at the front counter, before I left, about becoming members. 



The bartender offered me a refill, just as I spied Nicole and Collin. Nicole was laughing as she walked into the lobby, as Collin held the door for her, before following her into the lobby. He was laughing as well and Nicole wrapped her arm inside his and leaned against him as they walked to the Front Desk. I couldn't get over how good they looked together and how exciting it was for me to just watch them. As usual my heart did the speed-racer deal and I had to focus on keeping my breathing steady. 



Nicole looked very sexy, but in a completely appropriate way and I know how that sounds, but it's true. She was wearing a flirty little skirt that was short enough to show her legs, but long enough not to cause whispers. It looked like an accordion, because it had so many folds, pleats....whatever they're called. Her top was a simple polo shirt, but instead of buttons it had a V-neck and it showed just the right amount of cleavage. Her shirt showed enough of her cleavage to catch interest, but not enough for folks to stop and stare. It was a matching outfit; that was completed with a golfing visor on her head, and comfortable looking sandals on her feet, which also emphasized her sexy legs. Her hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and I couldn't decide if that made her look sexier or more innocent. 



What do I say about Collin? He was wearing a light polo shirt that was stretched slightly by his muscles, especially the chest and biceps and he wore a simple pair of shorts. A golf visor was also on his head and he was wearing golf spike-less golf shoes, very similar to my own. Collin looked exactly like the person that he was, athletic, rich and completely comfortable in his own skin. The confidence he exuded attracted people's attention in a completely positive way, without the arrogant disdain that some guys in similar positions always seemed to display. 



My attention returned to the bartender, who was still waiting for my response. I shook my head.



"What do I owe you?"



"Soda's free sir." I nodded, dropped a few bucks in the tip jar and walked towards the lobby. 



Another guy had walked in behind Collin and now made a loud coarse remark that caused both Collin and Nicole laugh even harder. I paused and waited just outside the bar to get a read on the situation. I wasn't sure who this guy was, but he obviously knew Collin and now it looked like he had come in with them. Collin turned and gave the guy a fist bump, while Nicole play-slapped him on the arm and they all turned towards the front desk, with Collin doing the speaking. 



My feet started moving slowly towards the lobby and I took a deep breath, focusing on maintaining a calm friendly demeanor. I wasn't sure how to play this situation, so I planned on following Collin's lead or simply introducing myself as a friend, possibly a friend of Nicole's from work. 



The lady at the front desk must have told them I was already here, because they all leaned back from the front desk and started surveying the area. Nicole saw me first and behind her smile was a cautionary look; that confirmed my role in this situation. I was playing the 'friend role', whether Nicole's or Collin's, remained to be seen but I was definitely not her husband this afternoon. Collin saw me next and took the lead. 



"Nick." He walked forward with his hand extended. "Good to see you man. I hope you haven't been waiting long." Our hands met and Collin pulled me forward slightly and we turned towards Nicole and his friend. 



"Hey John. I want to introduce you to a new client of mine. This is Nick and he works in finance and insurance for a larger firm in town." 



John smiled at me and extended his hand, while Collin continued the introductions. I estimated that John was in his early fifties, with sandy brown hair and dark brown eyes. He slightly taller than me and he was more out of shape than I was, which made me feel a bit better about him. Despite being a white dude like me, his skin was tanned all over, which indicated he spent a lot of time in the sun. 



"Nick. John is a good friend of mine and one of my long-time clients." He paused. "He's in town from Dallas and I insisted he join us today."



"Great. Nice to meet you John."



"Likewise Nick." 



We shook hands, nodded at each other and stepped back. Collin put his hand on my shoulder and gave a little squeeze and motioned towards Nicole. 



"Nick I want to introduce you to someone very special to me. This is my girlfriend Nicole, who doesn't know anything about golf, but wanted to join us today. Isn't she beautiful?"



Nicole rolled her eyes at Collin and stepped forward. 



"It's nice to meet you Nick, please pay no attention to Collin."



Nicole gave me a polite smile and extended her hand, which I shook briefly, before Nicole stepped back next to Collin.



"Nice to meet you as well Nicole." 



I mumbled back, but I managed to look down at her hand and saw the James Avery ring on her finger. The emotions I was feeling were a heady mix of lust, anxiety, nervousness and excitement and it was a struggle to manage them and maintain the appearance of normality. Seeing the ring on her finger however, helped me deal with my emotions significantly and I started to calm down and look forward to golfing today. 



Introductions were over and we made small talk for a few minutes before a young kid came up and announced that are golf carts were ready. We made our way towards the door, when the kid came up to me. 



"Sir, if you'll let me know where your clubs are, I'll get them on the cart for you or I can arrange the pro-shop to lend you some clubs."



I pointed out my clubs and he disappeared with them. Once we were outside Collin stopped us and motioned towards the two golf carts. 



"Ok. John you're with Nick and Nicole will ride with me." He paused and smiled. "High score buys the first round at the bar after we're done. Cool?"



John and I nodded and Collin turned to me. 



"Nick. I like Glen Livet on the rocks." He ducked into his golf cart with laugh and Nicole smiled at me, her eyes twinkling, before she followed Collin. 



John laughed as well. "Are you a good golfer Nick?"



He moved into the driver's seat and I took the passenger side. "Y'know John, I think we're about to find out. One thing is for certain though." I paused and John looked over at me. "I'm damn sure not going to do any betting with Collin today."



John and I shared a laugh as he started the cart and followed Collin. His attention was on driving, when he responded. 



"You are a smart man Nick."



I thought he would add to that comment, but he didn't and I let it rest, while I took stock of my situation. I was the outsider today, simply a friend, a new client of Collins and I was resolved to play my role perfectly. John was a friend of Collin's and I was sure he didn't have any idea of the actual situation going on with Collin, Nicole and I, so it was a risk for Collin to include John with us today. I wanted to respect that risk and I also wanted to enjoy a day of watching Collin and Nicole together. 



This was the first time I was seeing them together and I didn't have to play the role of husband. It was a liberating, very exciting feeling and I enjoyed immensely. I was part of the charade, part of the play and I had a supporting role that let me experience everything first hand without the pressure of being a star. As John and I made our way to the first tee, one idea solidified itself in my mind; I was becoming hooked on this lifestyle. 



Originally I was a reluctant participant, a husband who just wanted to support his wife's desires and maybe get a little thrill from it. Circumstances had changed however and now I was becoming an eager, willing participant, who couldn't wait for the next erotic situation. Slowly, inevitably I was sinking into the role of cuckold husband and surprisingly I was enjoying it, and like a new addict, I wanted more of it. 



We arrived at the first tee, started warming up and I focused my mind on golf. I had played golf on and off since high school and I was pretty good. I didn't really focus on my handicap, but I routinely scored in the low 80's and high 70's, so I knew I wouldn't embarrass myself today. I'm competitive enough though, that I wanted to have the highest score today. I didn't mind buying drinks, but shit, I wanted to beat Collin at something and I thought I had a good shot with golf. 



Collin went first, of course, and he swung his driver with practiced skill as he took a few practice swings. When he finally made contact with the ball, I knew it was going to be a great drive, because it had that sound, that special 'tink' of a good golf shot. I watched the ball arch in the air, almost perfectly straight with a little fade to its arc and it landed a perfectly on the fairway. The ball rolled across the perfectly mowed, impossibly green grass and finally stopped at about 275 yards, which was definitely a respectable distance. 



Collin looked over at John and me and smiled confidently, before spinning his driver in his hand and walking back to his cart. He didn't need to say anything, because that drive spoke volumes about his skill and I started to mentally calculate how much drinks would cost at the bar. Although I reminded myself that big drives were one thing, but a soft touch around the green was more important. John glanced at me and I motioned for him to go next and he stepped up to the tee. 



As John took a few practice swings, I noticed Nicole lean against Collin, reach up and give him a kiss. Quietly, she whispered something in his ear and he smiled, shook his head and kept his eyes on John. 



John took a final practice swing and then tee'd off and all of us watched his ball make its way down the fairway. It was a good shot as well, about 240 yards or so and off to the right a bit, just outside the rough. His drive hadn't gone as far as Collin's but that was fine, because he was well positioned for his next shot. Most folks who didn't follow golf, think that the longer the drive, the better; but that wasn't always the case in golf, where brute force wasn't always rewarded with lower scores. 



My turn came and I stepped up to the tee, waggled my club a few times and took a practice swing. I looked down the fairway and picked the area where I wanted my ball to end up. I took a big deep breath and sought the inner calm I always looked for, before I took a swung my club. Golf required a calm mind, relaxed muscles and a light touch, in order to reward a player with a good score. I emptied my mind and took my swing. 



Immediately I knew it was a good shot and raised my eyes to find the arc of the ball as it sailed down the fairway. My ball sailed nicely down the fairway, off to the right slightly and landed softly on the fairway before rolling to a stop about 265 yards. I was just past John's ball, positioned as equally good as John and I smiled to myself and made my way back to the cart. John clapped me on the shoulder as we walked back and got into our cart. 

<hr pg="4" />I couldn't help but notice Collin's careful look as he watched my shot land on the fairway. Clearly he was considering the possibility that he had underestimated me today and hopefully he was calculating the cost of drinks at the bar. Nicole gave John and me a thumbs-up and a wink as they drove off. 



The hole was a par 5 hole, which simply meant it should take a golfer no more than 5 shots to complete the hole. Collin's next shot was careful and he laid his ball up in front of a sand trap. It was a good, smart decision; but it left him well short of the green, with a sand trap in between his ball and the green. It would require a good pitch to get him on the green and in a position to putt the ball within 5 strokes. 



I pulled my trusty 5 wood from my bag, walked over to my ball and studied the shot in front of me. I was going second because of where my ball landed and this next shot was going to be challenging. The green was a long straight shot in front of me, but so were a few strategically placed sand traps and they were designed to catch balls that weren't hit perfectly. Most golfers would make the same decision Collin made and hit their balls just short of the sand traps and take another shot. It was called 'laying up' in golf vocabulary and it was a smart decision. 



A recklessness welled up inside me and I smiled to myself and made my decision. This was the first hole and if I made this shot, I would take an early lead. If the worst happened, I would be taking my next shot from a sand trap, but I practiced in the sand a lot and felt confident I would be able to get out without any difficulty. 



I found my inner calm and stepped up to take the shot, silence descended over the course as John and Collin watched me carefully. They both knew the risk I was taking and I could sense their curiosity; if I made this shot, their level of respect for me would rise significantly. I can't explain it, it's just a guy thing.



The ball sailed off my 5 wood like a bullet and I watched its flight carefully, as it arced towards the green. It looked good, damn good and I just hoped it had a soft landing. The ball cleared the sand traps by about 10 yards, which was closer than I expected and it ran up to the green stopping a long putt away from the hole. I was in a great position for a birdie or even an eagle. 



<i>Cuckold husband my ass, </i>I thought to myself as I held my face calm, with only a slight smile and walked back to replace my clubs. I got a high-five from John and Collin came over and shook my hand as well. Nicole looked between us guys, a confused look on her face. 



"Uh. What just happened? Was that a good shot?"



John burst out laughing and I joined him, but Collin only smiled and looked down at her. A perverse sense of satisfaction filled me, as I stopped laughing and let Collin explain the shot to Nicole. 



"Nicole, that wasn't a good shot. It was a fantastic shot and Nick's in position to take the lead with a birdie and possibly an eagle, if he can sink the ball on his first putt."



Nicole looked over at me, smiled and turned back to Collin. 



"Maybe you should get <i>his </i>drink order honey." 



She turned and walked back to their cart as John and I doubled over with laughter, Collin initially looked like he swallowed something bitter, but relaxed quickly and started to laugh with us. 



Collin and John did make it to the green with their next shots and all of us walked up to the green. I went first, squatted behind my ball and got a good read on the green. Nodding to myself, I stepped up, got into position to putt and studied the route my ball would take the green. It was a long putt and I knew I could get it close, so a birdie was likely, but I really wanted an eagle. I took a long deep breath, loosened my shoulders, relaxed my grip on the club and found my inner calm. My stroke was strong, firm and the ball leapt off the putter and made its way to the hole. 



The ball rolled quickly at first across the green, swaying slightly as it rolled over the surface; before it started to slow down and curve towards the hole. John had been holding the pin for me and he pulled it out now as the ball got closer and closer to the hole, curving inward and slowing even further. It looked good, very good as the ball slowed and continued to work its way to the hole. I could see the individual dimples on the ball as it rolled and noticed for the first time the tension on the green as Nicole, John and Collin locked their eyes on the ball. 



The sound of the ball hitting the plastic bottom of the hole echoed across the green and John gave a loud shout, ran over and gave me a big high-five. 



"Fuckin' awesome Nick. Damn that was an unbelievable putt! Holy shit, an eagle on the first hole of the day." 



John couldn't stop himself and continued to slap me on the back as I walked forward to retrieve my ball. Collin met me at the hole and shook my hand as well. 



"Great putt Nick, really great putt."



"Thanks Collin."



He nodded. "You can never come golfing with me again."



Everyone laughed and Nicole slapped him on the shoulder, before reaching forward and offering her hand to me. 



"Impressive putt Nick and I don't know anything about golf!"



"Thanks Nicole."







The rest of the day went great and I really enjoyed it. John and I had a common interest in classic cars and he owned two classic Corvette's, so we spent most of our time debating the merit of Fords over Chevy's. We got along really well and by the end of the round we'd exchanged email addresses and planned to go to a classic car show in Dallas in a few months. 



As the day progressed I also couldn't help watching Collin and Nicole as often as possible. I was careful, because I didn't want John to notice, but I watched them every chance I got. Collin and Nicole held hands, kissed and joked throughout the entire round. In every respect, they were a couple and Nicole often ran her hands over Collin's shoulders or chest as they watched John and I take our shots. 



The round of golf finally ended and I ended up with the lowest score, with Collin in the middle and John bringing up the rear with the highest score. As we drove back to the club house, John congratulated me on my round of golf. 



"Thanks John. I appreciate it. I don't play as often as I'd like, but today was really fun."



"Yea it was and it was also nice to have some eye-candy out on the course today."



"Eye-candy?" I knew what he meant, but I acted dumb. 



"Dude, don't bullshit me. I saw you checking Nicole out and I was too, she's hot."



"Yea. She is pretty."



John laughed. "Pretty is an understatement. She is a stone-cold fox and her body is fucking perfect, god she has nice tits."



My heart rate pegged at a thousand beats a minute. "You've seen them?"



"Ooooh Yea." He paused and then continued with a conspiratorial wink. "I had dinner with them last night and we did a little dancing in the hotel bar. The dress she was wearing draped loosely over the front part of her tits and she wasn't wearing a bra." He made little motion around his chest as he described her dress. "So when she was dancing, the dress moved around a lot, especially when Collin ran his hands over her." 



"Wow. Sounds pretty hot."



John nodded. "Holy shit. Hot doesn't begin to describe it, believe me." He looked ahead at Collin and Nicole's cart, before leaning over towards me. "Dude, Nicole was dancing with him and leaning back against his chest with her eyes closed, when Collin flipped her dress open right in front of me. Let me tell you something Nick, her tits are amazing; they're big, perky, with nice little nipples."



John laughed and continued. "Nicole must have had too much to drink or something, because she didn't notice right away and she continued dancing with her tits hanging out for at least 30 seconds." He shook his head. "Best 30 seconds of my life!"



"Damn. Did she get pissed?" I was hoping maybe Nicole got angry and stalked off or something. 



"Pissed? Hell no man! When she realized her tits were hanging out and that I was staring at them, she just cupped them and gave me a wink." He laughed and shook his head. "Only then did she pull her dress back into place."



"Wow. That's awesome." 



I tried to put some enthusiasm in my voice, but I was conflicted, turned on and confused about what I was feeling. I couldn't process everything right now, so I put it in the back of my mind and promised myself I would deal with it later. 



"Yea. Nicole is a freak, that's for sure."



My mouth was dry and I had to swallow before I could answer. 



"It sure sounds like it."



John nodded and we pulled into a parking space right next to Collin and Nicole, who were entering the club house already. I started to get out, but John grabbed my arm and held me in the cart for a second and gave me a sinister grin.



"Nick, stick around and have a few drinks with us and I'll bet you anything, Collin gets her to take off her panties in the bar." 



"John, there's no way Nicole would take off her panties, right in the bar."



"Dude. Just stick around." He gave me a confident nod and a smile and led the way into the club house. 



I couldn't believe what I heard and I wasn't ready to accept it. Nicole was sexy and I know she had a little bit of wild streak in her, but what John described was out of character for Nicole. My mind had trouble wrapping itself around the Nicole that John described.



John and I made it into the bar and Nicole and Collin were already waiting for us. John ordered a round of drinks and everyone toasted my low score and especially my eagle on the first hole. I ordered Bookers on the rocks and decided to nurse it. It was still early afternoon and I had to drive home, so I didn't want to go overboard. 



John suggested everyone do shots and I declined, but Collin and Nicole did a shot with John and then another. I was having fun and John and Collin started telling stories about each other and before long we were all laughing and having a good time. The drinks kept flowing and John, Collin and Nicole did some more shots, while I stuck with diet soda and enjoyed the show. 



Nicole excused herself to go to the bathroom and I noticed she was a little unsteady on her feet, as she made her way through the bar. John and Collin were whispering between themselves, when I pulled my attention back from watching Nicole. I caught the last part of their conversation.



"C'mon man." I heard John urge.



"I don't know. I'll think about it." Collin had a huge, shark-like grin on his face as he responded. 



"She will, if you ask. You know she will." 



"Maybe." 



"It'll be fun. A sexy way to end the round, besides I have to get to the airport in a few hours and it will give me something to think about on the flight back home."



"Ok. Ok." Collin looked over at me and smiled. "When she comes back, I'll ask her."



"Cool." 



John slung back the rest of his drink, ordered another one and winked at Collin. I couldn't help but notice the hungry look in his eyes and it made me nervous. I had just met John and we got a long great today, but it seemed he had another side to his personality that came out when we was drinking. My eyes met Collins and he gave me a wink, which I didn't know how to interpret. I sipped my soda and tried to process what I'd heard and what was going to happen next. 



I saw Nicole first, by virtue of where I was standing and I noticed that she was still a little unsteady on her feet. A big smile was pasted on her face and I noticed her eyes had that 'too much to drink' glaze on them, as she approached. 



Collin got up and helped Nicole sit on his barstool and we adjusted ourselves so that the three guys stood around Nicole at the end of the bar. Nicole smiled at us, but leaned forward and gave Collin a slow kiss. 



"Did you miss me?" She asked him with a slight giggle. 



"Of course baby. I always miss you when you're gone." 



Collin leaned forward and gave her another kiss, which started soft, but turned passionate and lingered as Nicole put her hand against Collins head. As they were kissing, Nicole's breathing increased and I noticed her rock-hard nipples were pushing against her polo shirt. Collin pulled back slightly and whispered into her ear. 



Nicole giggled and shook her head, she put her hand against Collins chest and rubbed it slowly as Collin continued to whisper in her ear. I couldn't hear what Collin was saying, but it had a big effect on Nicole as her eyes closed, her tongue slid across her lips slowly. She was taking fast deep breaths as Collin continued to work his magic and finally she nodded slightly and after a little more whispering from Collin she nodded again more firmly. 



Collin stood back with a triumphant smile on his face and glanced over at John, who had a lecherous smile on his face, and nodded. Collin looked over at me and motioned for me to step closer to Nicole and slide over next to John. The three of us made a little, tight oval around Nicole and no one in the bar seemed to notice anything. We didn't look much different than we had since we arrived, we were just standing closer together and anyone else in the bar would have a hard time seeing Nicole. I realized immediately that's what Collin had in mind. 



Nicole looked over at Collin and he nodded his approval and my eyes locked on to Nicole. She gave a quick look around the bar and smiled back at all three of us, before her hands moved slowly towards her skirt. She was still sitting on the barstool, as her fingers curled around the bottom of her skirt and she gave us one final glance as she began to pull the material back towards her waist. 



Little by little, she pulled her skirt up her thighs, a little smile played over her lips as she continued to draw the material up. It was agonizingly slow and I guessed that was deliberate on Nicole's part, because she loved the expressions on her face and it seemed to feed her lust. 



I sucked in a ragged breath and started to feel a little light-headed, as I watched my wife slowly pull up her skirt for two other men. Finally the material was up far enough to expose her panties and the lacy white material contrasted nicely against her tan skin. The almost sheer material of her panties made it obvious that her pussy was shaved completely bare, as she finally reached her waist and paused, looking at us with a naughty smile. 



"C'mon baby. Don't stop there, you can do it." Collin encouraged her. 



Nicole slowly slid off the barstool and stood before us, holding her skirt at her waist and made a slow circle. John's eyes were locked on her waist and he licked his lips as she turned and showed us her ass and slowly turned back to face us again. Nicole licked her lips and hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down and stepped out of them. Finally she dropped her skirt and slid back onto the barstool, while crumpling her panties in her hand and smiling at all of us. 



"Good girl." Collin complimented her and leaned forward and gave her another kiss. 



Nicole blushed and smiled back at him as he broke the kiss and leaned back, looking over at us with a big smile on his face. John brought his hands together and clapped lightly and I just stood dumbfounded at what I just saw. I gulped my soda and tried to bring my heart rate back under control, as I brushed my free hand over my forehead to wipe away the sweat that had broken out there. 



John, Collin and Nicole were all talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying, it was like they were across the room from me. I shut my eyes and took another drink of my soda and opened my eyes to find all three of them looking at me. I shook my head and offered them a weak smile. 



"Sorry. I guess I zoned out on you. What'd I miss?"



John laughed and rolled his eyes, while Collin looked at me steadily and Nicole sipped her drink. A blush crept up my cheeks and I suddenly felt like I was the butt of a joke. I finished my drink and put it on the bar, I was ready to leave and this seemed as good a time as any. 



Collin put a hand on my arm. "Nick, we were just discussing who should get Nicole's underwear. John really wants them, but you won the round of golf today, so I thought you should have them." He motioned towards Nicole, with a smile on his face. "Nicole agrees with me and she'd like to give them to you, but if you don't want them then John will definitely take them."



John instantly replied. "Damn straight I will. That was awesome Nicole."



Nicole blushed at Johns comment and looked at me steadily, I saw the crumpled fabric in her hands and slowly I held my hand out. Nicole softly placed her slightly-moist panties in my hand and let her fingers lightly brush against mine as she pulled her hand back. I didn't know what else to say, so I shrugged. 



"Thank you Nicole. John is right, you are awesome."



"You're welcome Nick. I'm glad you enjoyed the show." She beamed at me, before leaning against Collin and running her hand over his thigh. 



I had to leave right then, I couldn't stay any longer without some sort of outburst and that could mean all sorts of problems for everyone. I nodded to Nicole and looked over at John and Collin. 



"Guys, I need to split. Thank you very much for the golf and the drinks." I looked over at Nicole. "Thank you for the show and your company today Nicole."



I shook hands with Collin and Nicole. John clapped me on the shoulders and put his drink down as well. 



"I'll walk out with you Nick. I need to get to the hotel and then the airport anyway."



We said our goodbyes and John and I walked out of the bar together and into the warm Texas sun. It was so bright outside, I had to hold my hand over my eyes until they adjusted. John's rental car was parked pretty close to my parking spot, so I had a chance to show him my Mustang. I received lots of compliments and we confirmed our plans to go to the Dallas Car show. 



As I drove home, I reflected on the day and decided a few things. First, it was fun to play golf again and I was glad I won the round. Second, I really enjoyed watching Nicole and Collin together and Nicole's little show was amazing. Third, I liked John and was looking forward to the car show. Finally, I needed to speak with Collin and Nicole, because her little show at the bar was exciting, but it also worried me about how far Nicole would allow herself to go with Collin. 



The rollercoaster was definitely picking up speed........

