My Cuckolding by Sara – Part Seven

Part Seven We are now six months into the denial lifestyle and things are fantastic. Our third bedroom is now my room at the weekends, Sara sleeps at Doug’s every Friday night, but sleeps with me from Monday through Thursday, albeit clothed, but we hug and sleep in each other’s arms. Sara sucks me off almost every day and swallows my cum and we couldn’t be closer. It seems that ever since I confessed to her that I get more pleasure and excitement from hearing about her sex with Doug and her denying me her body, we have become even closer than ever before. She now knows that’s she is not being mean or selfish to me, she now knows of my insecurities at my love making skills and how much I prefer this lifestyle. Of course, she is happy to enjoy her lover, but knowing that I also love her enjoying her lover and the torture of her denial to me has made it all just perfect. One Saturday, a few weeks ago, Doug had invited us out for a meal and we were going to meet him at the steak house. We were working all afternoon in the back yard and it was around five o’clock when Sara went to shower and get ready. I continued to work in the yard until about five thirty when I went inside and up the stairs, I could hear the shower still running and assumed that she was still in the bathroom. I decided to go into our bedroom and get my clothes that I was to wear for the evening. I opened the door and walked in and suddenly I heard a scream. “Oh my God,” Sara screamed, “Get out, I’m not dressed, get out! To my surprise, Sara was in the bedroom and she was wearing just a red bra and thong. She had her hands behind her back and was fastening her bra as I walked in. She moved her right arm to cover the front of her bra and her left hand covered the front of her thong. I quickly turned around and made my exit, closing the door as I left. “I’m so sorry baby,” I shouted as I closed the door.” “Oh my God,” Sara was still screaming, “I’m not dressed, I’m fucking undressed!” “I am sorry baby,” I shouted through the closed door, I continued, “I thought you were in the shower.” Sara shouted back, “Oh my God,” she went on, “I’m undressed and you saw me!” A few seconds later, she opened the door and she had her robe on. “Why didn’t you knock before just rushing in?” Sara asked, “I could have been naked!” “I heard the shower running and thought that you were almanbahis still in there,” I replied, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, baby.” “Well you did embarrass me,” Sara said in a slightly softer voice, “I can’t believe that you just did that,” she went on, “you saw me in my bra and thong! I could have been naked! How do you think I feel right now?” “I know baby,” I said, “and I am so sorry.” “I can’t believe that you just saw me undressed,” Sara said, “I could have been wearing my bondage bra! Oh God, I would have died if you saw me in that!” “I know and I am so sorry baby,” I replied, “I heard the shower running and thought that you were still in the bathroom.” “I was running the shower for you,” Sara replied, “if you had of been ten seconds earlier, I would have been topless or even fucking naked!” “Dang,” I smiled, trying to diffuse the situation, “another opportunity missed.” “I would have been so pissed if I had been topless,” Sara said, “I’m not thrilled that you saw me like you did! God, I feel so embarrassed.” Again, I apologized, “I am so sorry baby, I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” I went on, “I only saw a very quick glimpse of you in your bra and thong.” “My lingerie and my body are not for your eyes to see,” Sara said, “you accepted that, six months ago, remember,” she went on, “You have no idea how I feel right now.” “I am sorry baby and I know that I agreed to never see you undressed again,” I replied, “I know that your body and lingerie are Doug’s.” “Yes they are,” Sara went on, “I feel sick to my stomach right now,” she went on, “now go in the shower and let me finish getting dressed,” she continued, “and knock before you come in here, always knock first, please!” I went in the shower and she was fully dressed when I got downstairs. I kissed her and said, “I am so sorry baby,” I went on, “I hate that I embarrassed you.” “You did,” Sara said softly, “I keep thinking that I could have been naked,” she went on, “God, I would have hated that.” “I know, and I am sorry,” I replied as I kissed her again. “We agreed,” Sara said, “six months ago, we agreed, permanently, remember! With no going back!” “Yes baby, I remember,” I said, “and I feel so bad that I embarrassed you.” “I don’t want you to see me undressed,” Sara said, “I hate that you saw me undressed!” I quickly showered and got my clothes, ready almanbahis yeni giriş to dress outside on the porch and went downstairs to rejoin Sara. My dick was hard and Sara saw it, “Come here my cuck,” Sara dropped to her knees and said, “I am still mad at you for embarrassing me,” she went on, “I never want you to see me like that again, understand!” She took my dick into her mouth and sucked me off, I came within three minutes and shot my load deep into her throat. Just then, she got a text message, it was from Pat, he told her that he would not be home tonight. “Pat has been spending a lot of time away just recently, hasn’t he?” Sara asked, “That is the fifth night this week that he has not been home.” “I thought that,” I said, “Maybe he has got a girlfriend.”“I hope so,” Sara smiled, “he is a great guy.” We went to eat with Doug and got home around nine o’clock. I stripped on the driveway as Sara and Doug went inside. We drank another bottle of wine before they decided that it was time for bed. Sara kissed me and kissed my dick before telling me goodnight. “Have fun!” I shouted as they got to the stairs. “Oh, we will!” Sara shouted, “We will! My new bedroom is at the back of the house and the distance from her bedroom does help block some of her cries of ecstasy when she is making love to Doug, thus I do get a good night’s sleep. After washing Nicky’s car in the nude, and working myself off in front of her. I got back home at around noon and Doug had already left. Sara was wearing a white tee shirt and blue jeans that highlighted her cute tight ass beautifully. Pat was home and they were chatting on the couch. “Pat has a girlfriend baby!” Sara shouted in an excited voice. “Great news bud,” I shouted and shook his hand. “But the bad news is,” Sara paused, “he is going to move in with her,” she went on, “he is leaving us!” Pat explained that he had been dating a girl that he met at work and things had gotten to the stage that they wanted to commit to a permanent relationship. He told us that he would like to move out by the end of the next week if we were okay with that. “We think that it is wonderful news,” Sara screamed and kissed him deeply. “We will be sorry to see you leave us bud,” I said, “but we are so happy for you.” “Did I tell you what he did last night?” Sara smiled at Pat, “he walked in and caught almanbahis giriş me in just my bra and thong!” “Oh shit,” Pat smiled. “I almost died of embarrassment,” Sara said, “he just walked into the bedroom; I had just got out of the shower!” “Did you tell Doug?” I asked. “Yes, I did,” Sara smiled back, “he punished me by spanking my ass for a further ten minutes because I let you see me like that.” Pat smiled and said, “I will miss you both so much,” he went on, “I have great memories with you both.” “We must all go out and have a meal before you move,” Sara shouted, “We can then meet the lucky girl.” “How about next Thursday evening?” Pat asked, “Will Doug be able to join us?” “I will ask him,” Sara smiled, “I’m sure he will.” Sara text Doug to ask him about Thursday and he replied that he would love that. Pat went upstairs to start packing some of his stuff and Sara kissed deeply me before saying, “When Pat moves out, how about Doug and I use that bedroom as ours, baby?” I smiled and said, “Great idea baby.” “That way, you and I can have our bedroom for the weekdays,” Sara smiled, “and Doug and I can have our own bedroom for the weekends!” “Perfect baby,” I replied, “and, if Doug does start staying during the week, you will both have your own room.” “Exactly!” Sara smiled, “he will probably want to stay over with me on Thursday if you don’t mind baby.” “Of course I don’t mind,” I replied quickly, “he can stay here as often as you like baby,” I went on, “every night, if you wanted to,” I went on, “as from next week, you will both have your own bedroom, so he can stay as often as you like.” “We will see,” Sara smiled, “I do rather like that idea, though.” “I do as well,” I smiled, “I love you sleeping with him, knowing that you are having great sex.” We spent the week helping Pat pack his stuff and soon it was Thursday evening. Sara spent ages getting ready, and when she came downstairs my eyes popped out of my head. She looked stunning in a short black stretch dress; her nipples were sticking out and pushing the fabric of her dress. Sara came over to me and kissed me and said, “Sorry I have been a long time baby,” she went on, “Doug has told me to wear one of those bras and thongs,” she went on, “you know, one of the ones that he has modified.” “The ones with the pins in?” I asked. “Yes!” Sara smiled, “I have just spent fifteen minutes trying to stop my nipples from pushing out so far,” she went on, “But, the lingerie is so exciting that it’s impossible to not get turned on.” “So has the thong that you are wearing got pins in it?” I asked.