I talked to Naomi a few times and finally asked her, “Does Brian know? Have you told him?” She shook her head.

“Then, I’d like to invite you and Brian for a barbeque this Saturday; do you think he’d be interested? I’d especially like you to wear Brian’s cuckold pendant.”

“You want me to wear my owner necklace? It signifies you’re my lover. Right? And you want me to wear it in front of my husband?”

“He won’t know at first, and won’t object, but we’ll know. It’ll be a lot of fun.”

I sat there with a grin on my face, thinking about Brian seeing his cuckold pendant and not knowing. Leaning over to Naomi, I kissed her, saying, “I want to see your necklace. I want to see you wearing it. Then I’ll, um, we’ll fuck. I’ll set you on the table, and I’ll set you afire.”

She rushed into their bedroom and came out wearing it. I looked at it, admiring it. As I undressed her, I was telling her all the things I intended to do to her. “Today, I’m going to eat your pussy and then screw you. When I’m eating you, you’re going to leak your juices all over the table. You’ll see the mess we’ll be leaving. Then I’ll lay you back and fuck you.”

I was pulling her panties down as I spread her legs so my tongue had access to her pussy. I was going from her clit to her pussy opening, back and forth, trying to keep ahead of her. When she started trembling, she held my head hard against her pussy saying, “Yes, yes, right there suck…” I sucked on her clit and her spasms almost knocked me loose. She was arching her pussy so my mouth had better purchase on her clit and suddenly there was a gush all over the table.

“Now it’s my cock’s turn.” I positioned her for my cock and I thrust it into her pussy until I was balls in. “There, can you feel my cock taking you?”

She was just making noises, incoherent noises.

I love this stage when she comes and can’t even talk. 

I held her hips as I was pounding her. Then I leaned forward so I could reach her lips and kissed her. My hands grabbed her tit, and I held them. I was bruising them, and when I felt my climax hit me, I was even rougher. 

When I finished, her table was a slimy mess. I cleaned it up with the clothes she had taken off, and then we went into the main bath, where I cleaned her with a wet washcloth and towel. I looked at Naomi and knew I’d been out of control.

“Um, I think I might have been too rough, though I enjoyed it.”

I looked her over, and my hands had left bruises that were still forming. “Do you think you can hide the bruises for a week? If not, you might have to tell the truth. Um, that you have a lover, and he got too rough. Um, without telling him my name.”

She looked at herself in the mirror and shrugged, “I’d never be able to hide the bruises that long, and,” she laughed and continued, “We’ve talked about it but never done it. At the barbeque, I’d be willing to, no. I’d love to cuckold him there in your backyard or your bed.”

I didn’t think she had it in her. She's confident she controls him. I guess I can depend on her knowing Brian.

“Can you hide them till Saturday?”

She laughed before saying, “Two days that I can do; I’m pretty sure I can."

“You think he’ll accept being cuckolded? Is that what he’s thinking? Cuckolding?”

“You’ve met him, so you know he’s not very assertive; he’s submissive. If you take me in front of him and make him submit, he’ll do it."

“How far do you want me to make him submit? How far are you willing to submit to me?”

"Ray, I’m not sure, but I think you could talk me into anything, just about, especially if Brian is watching."

I left, leaving Naomi to make any repairs needed and eager for Saturday to come.

When the bell rang on Saturday, a little before two, I answered and welcomed them in. Naomi wore a white blouse with her gold choker, just like I asked. I smiled at her and touched her necklace, admiring it. She's owned by me, and I've done things to her, he's never even thought of.

She smiled at me awkwardly and thanked me, saying, "It’s new, but I do like it." And then she glanced at my crotch and my cock. “A friend gave it to me.”

Brian was oblivious to everything Naomi and I were saying. My cock was getting hard thinking about how tonight was going to end. Naomi and my secret

I started the charcoal and brought everything out. We spent some time talking about the weather and how nice the day was. 

When the charcoal was lit. I put the steaks on and gestured for her to come close. “I think we’ll wait until we’ve finished eating and then…and then I’m going to screw you so Brian can watch.”

She swallowed hard, and I saw a flush on her neck. I kissed her, a vigorous lover's kiss that ended with my hand trailing over her breasts. His face paled, except for a strong flush that crossed his face. His eyes refused to focus on me.

Do I want to wait until after dinner, make him agonize about what’s next, or let him know he’s going to be witnessing me screw his wife? 

While I’m finishing the barbeque, I’m trying to decide. My inclination is to make him know what’s happening. Hmm, or not.

We finally sat with our barbeque and ate. Naomi and discussed the neighbors on the court—Bill and Sharon and their two kids, Ellen and Dan, who lived on the corner. Yes, I noticed it was always Ellen first. I thought it was Naomi and Brian for the same reason.

I brought out the peach pie I’d made. Well, I made the money I used to buy it from the bakery. After the pie, I started.

“Brian, that necklace I admired when you came over; it’s a cuckold collar, an ownership collar, I gave to Naomi. She earned it last Wednesday. And I wonder if you felt it happen; that moment when my cock entered her or when I came in her.”

I looked at Brian’s face, and it was stripped of all emotion. When I’ve done it before, confronted a cuckold with confirmation he's a cuckold, I get a wide range of reactions. There’s sometimes anger, sometimes disbelief, sometimes arousal, and sometimes acceptance. Acceptance because they knew they deserved to be cuckolded.

With Brian, it was acceptance. He knew she was going to be fucked. He knew he couldn’t stop it and wasn’t sure he wanted to.

“I think a cuckold deserves the opportunity to witness it happen. But it’s your choice; watch Naomi being screwed or go home and imagine it. If you can't watch, that’s fine, but if you don’t, you never will.”

Now, what do I want him to decide? If he wants to watch, I can make him participate. That’s always fun.

He’s trying to say something, but he can’t. When he looks at Naomi, he finally blurts out, “Ray, um, Naomi, watch. I want to watch Ray fucking you, God."

I looked at her for confirmation that she was okay with Brian watching. She wasn’t sure, I could tell, but wasn’t ready to disagree with me.

I switched my gaze to Brian and said, “You have to earn the privilege, Brian.” I stared at him until he looked away. “Tell Naomi that you want her to fuck me; fuck me right here in my yard, on my lawn.” He tried to protest, but I overrode him, “Tell her, Brian. Tell her!” He wilted visibly and shut up. I led her to the lawn and put down a large beach towel on the lawn. “Undress her for me and then tell her.”

He doesn’t want to, but he will. He doesn’t know how to refuse me. Even he can tell she wants him to. He won’t refuse her either.

He got up from the table, walked to us, and hesitantly unbuttoned the top button on her blouse.

Naomi said, “Brian, do it. Take it off. Undress me for Ray. Um, I think…um, I think I want you naked, too. I want you to undress, too. I want to see your cock while we’re fucking. Then undress me, and then last, undress Ray.” 

Brian slowly undressed in front of me and Naomi, then he unbuttoned a couple of buttons and then she added, “This isn’t the first time we’ve fucked, or even the second time, but this time, you’re agreeing to let us cuck you. You want it too, don’t you?

“God, yes. I do.” Brian whispered. “I want to watch…” and his voice trailed off.

I saw him straighten up and, with more conviction, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, dropping it on the lawn. Then he reached behind her, unfastened her bra, and dropped it on her blouse. Then he saw her tits and froze. “Naomi? What…”

“Ray did that the last time we screwed. I wanted him to be rough, even if he left marks, but we knew I couldn’t hide it from you for long. It forced us to this.”

He stopped. “That’s what you want? You want, god, you want it that rough?”

“From my lover, yes. From you, no.” She paused and said, “I’ll want it rough from any lover. Maybe even harder.

“Finish it, Brian. Undress me and then Ray.”

He hesitated before finishing with Naomi, and then he pulled my tee shirt off, unfastened my shorts, and pulled them and my boxers off.

I thought Naomi was finished, but she continued, “Brian, I need you to do one more thing to prove to me you’re okay with me fucking Ray. Put your hand on his cock and suck it for me. I’m asking you to put it in your mouth. Suck it before he fucks me with it.”

That stopped Brian from moving. Naomi paralyzed him. 

“Brian, kneel in front of Ray and put his cock in your mouth. Do it!”

She smiled at me, saying, “It’s okay, Ray. This is something he wants. He needs me to make him submit. We’ve, well, I know he wants it. He’ll hate it, but he needs it. Trust me.”

“Go on, Brian, do what I tell you to do. Do it!”

Is she right? He wants it? Or is she pissed off that he’s so ineffectual he won’t resist?

I watched in disbelief as he kneeled on the grass and put my cock in his mouth and sucked on it. 

I’ve never, ever had a guy suck on my cock. It’s strange, but…

He held my cock while he tried to say what she told him. He got it out. More or less. He hesitated and started and stopped, but mostly got it out.

I kneeled beside her and said, “You made him suck my cock; well now you’ll do whatever I want? Is that right?”

Naomi hesitated, then nodded, “Yes, I-I will. Ray, please...”

“I want to face fuck you. Not a blow job where you're in charge, but face fuck you, take your mouth, and fuck it. You’ll be surrendering to my cock, submitting to what I want. I’ll tie your hands so you can't resist and you let me do whatever I want. This will show Brian how far, you are willing to submit."

"It’s the most intense submission I’ll demand, well right now, at least. Later, we'll see. If you say yes, I’m in charge until I’m through."

“You’ll be fucking my mouth? You’ll be controlling everything?”

I reached into the nightstand and found some rope to tie her hands. I tied them behind her back, and I made her kneel by the bed in front of me. 

“The key word here is fucking. I’m fucking it, not making love to it. So open your mouth for my cock.”

She hesitated a moment before obeying, “Now put my cock in your mouth and relax.” As she slipped my cock in her mouth, I took her head and held it as I started testing her. How far I could get my cock in without gagging her?

She wasn’t very good at it, but first-timers rarely are. Watching their attempts to look sexy with my cock in their mouth. Still, when I came, it felt glorious watching it leak from her mouth. 

When I looked at Brian, I saw cum dripping from the tip of his cock. He'd come just watching us.