Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold's Story by J.W. McKenna

Bull would not push Rick too far. If he played his cards right, he could have Rick acquiescing to just about anything.
    After dinner, she gave him the flash drive and watched as he gazed at the pictures Bull had taken. He didn’t seem to be nearly as shocked as she had been. Later, in bed, he had fucked her and she didn’t complain. But she couldn’t really feel him now that Bull had stretched her out. She pretended to enjoy it, however.

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    Bull called Liz Wednesday morning . The sound of his voice electrified her. She could tell he was at work, with the sounds of the garbage truck in the background.
    “Hi, honey. I can’t talk much, but I wanted to see how it went with Rick last night.”
    “Oh, it was okay. He wasn’t thrilled about you coming over anytime . He said he’d call you and see if something could be worked out.”
    “Good. I was hoping he’d say that.”
    “Don’t push him too far, Bull. He really just wants to watch, you know.”
    “I know. I just don’t want him there all the time. I like having you to myself sometimes. I think we can come to some sort of agreement. Gotta go.” He hung up, leaving Liz wanting more.
    She wondered if Bull would come by that afternoon. She waited, afraid to go out or she might miss him. She wore a blouse and skirt with no panties or bra and her libido had her on edge. When the afternoon passed with no sign of him, she felt let down. Her pussy ached with need.
    Rick came home and she gave him a smile and asked how his day went. He said it was fine and fixed himself a drink. Liz couldn’t contain herself.
    “Did you talk to … him?” She still couldn’t bear to let Rick know Bull’s new nickname.
    “Yes, I did.”
    “Well?”
    “We, um, sorta worked some stuff out.”
    “What does that mean?”
    Rick seemed embarrassed. “It means he’ll include me more often.”
    To Liz, that meant, Bull would come over whenever he wanted and Rick wouldn’t try to interfere . As if he could.
    “So it’s all okay then?”
    “Ye ah , for now. We worked it out, man to man.”
    Hah! she thought. More like Bull laid down the law and Rick acquiesced.
    “That’s good, honey! I’m glad.”
    “Uh huh.” He seemed distracted. Or embarrassed.
    “So when’s he coming by again. You know, like before?”
    “Friday. He’s coming over Friday night.”
    A thrill shot from her pussy up into her brain. Even her bottom clenched at the idea. “What will happen – do you know?”
    “More of the same, I guess. But this time, I’ll be right here.”
    Liz wondered if he’d be tied up again. She secretly wished he would be. She liked it when Bull lorded his power and authority over him. She suspected Rick did too.
    “Are you really okay with all of this?”
    “Sure. It’s fine. I told you, it’s always been my secret fantasy.”
    She nodded. “Good.”
    Nothing more was said about it.
    * * *
    Rick had tried to play up their “agreement” with Liz as if it had been a mutual decision, but Darrell had struck Rick’s weak spot. When he had called Darrell that afternoon, the big man didn’t give him a chance to bluster and demand. Right away, Darrell zeroed in Rick’s secret fear.
    “Look, man, I don’t plan on taking Liz away from you, okay? We’re just having some fun. So don’t worry. Remember, you invited me into your marriage. I know you want to be included, so you will be. That’s my promise to you. But I’m still going to have your wife whenever I want and there’s nothing you can do about it. I’ll be as respectful of your status as I can be, all right? But there will be sometimes when I don’t want you around.”
    And that had been that. Rick had tried to push him, but Darrell wouldn’t budge. Unspoken w ere the embarrassing photos that the man had, photos that could destroy Rick if they got out . He was stuck and he knew it. He convinced Darrell that it was in his interest to keep things under control and if he asked for too much,