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THE INVITATION A Cuckold and Male Domination Story

The full story of ROBS POST can be found in the Library section. The Introduction and Parts 2,3 and 4 are posted (check the NEW category)

Rob and my real wife sent a copy of the section they just finished to each of the nine men who had been asking for more of the story. They were both definitely turned on by something we were creating. I think a bomb could have gone off under the sofa where they sat and they wouldn’t have noticed. My wife looked into Rob’s eyes with all the seriousness you can imagine as he hit the ‘send’ tab. Then she laughed.

Rob put the laptop down on the coffee table and we all went in the kitchen to make drinks. It was mid afternoon on a Saturday. My wife and I always go out to dinner on Saturdays and since Rob had no date, we invited him to join us. He accepted.

Before I could finish making three gin and tonics, the laptop sounded; indicating an email had just arrived. The two of them ran like kids to see who said what about their story. I was right in the middle of saying something and they both totally ignored me. Like I was nothing.

“What the hell, you guys…” I shouted.

My wife shouted back, “Quiet. We’re busy.” and she laughed. Rob read the reply to her quietly. I couldn’t hear what was said. Before they finished, a second reply arrived and the two of them sat down reading and sending messages back. Every so often Rob would let out a big loud laugh and quickly put his emotions back in check. My wife had more trouble holding in her laughter. She giggled all afternoon. I never dreamed she would be so interested in this stuff. She was emailing guys she didn’t know. I had to believe she felt safe with Rob at her side; making it possible for her to take this risk.

One guy wanted to know why Jan started craving her ex-husband. My wife (playing the role of Jan), replied, “I know him. He is not a bad guy and he does have a killer body.” Another time she wrote, “I sort of like him. I just can’t live with him.”

Rob kept playing the role of Billy, the ex-husband, and saying things like “I know how to drive her crazy with passion. She knows what she’s going to get and she loves it.”

Almost every man they were emailing to loved the part about the invitation to the wedding. I’m sure my wife got very happy about that because it was her idea for the story.

On and on they went having a blast. At five PM my wife decided she was going to shower and get ready for dinner. Rob went home where he got ready and I showered downstairs in my bathroom. When I came back upstairs, my wife was still in the bathroom and I heard her texting back and forth with someone. Not uncommon, she often does a lot of texting with her sisters on Saturday afternoons.

Rob came back to the house at six thirty and made himself a drink. As he stood with his back to me, I couldn’t help but notice how manly his body was fashioned. The shape of his thick neck, his back, his ass cheeks, his legs, all of him, were shockingly perfect. I wanted to be like him.

I knew why I liked him so much, but I wondered why he liked me. I was not like him or his other friends. Much like Billy at the wedding, Rob kept me close to him for years. He could make me look good when he was with his other friends. I loved doing things for him because I could make him happy and when he is happy with me, he really likes me.

More than that, Rob had a way of making me feel needed. He would say things that indicated how much he needs me. How important I am. He may have had a much better body and looks, but I had a much better mind and intellect. He loved talking to me about life issues and he always took my reflections to heart. As friends, we were a good match.

He took a sip of his drink and, without making eye contact, he said, “Open your pants. I have a treat for you.”

I have no idea what possessed me to trust him so much, but I unbuckled my pants for him. Rob stepped in front of me, pulled my pants and briefs open and dropped in a warm cum filled condom saying, “Keep this warm till we get home.” He had it in his shirt pocket. A second time, he reached into his pocket and took out another condom. This one had some his warm piss. “Don’t break this.” and he plopped it in my briefs. The sensation quickly set my heart rate into rapid motion.. I felt light headed at first.

Rob sort of smiled at himself, then turned back to the counter to get his drink. As I stood back I noticed my dick had inflated in excitement. I didn’t know exactly where that came from sinse I hadn’t been thinking of sex at all. It was Rob I had been thinking of, and our friendship.

Before I had time to react, my wife joined us in the kitchen. She looked so nice. Her hair was dark brown with nice waives. Not quite shoulder length but definitely attractive. Her top was sitting perfectly on her body. She is not petit or slender, but she knew how to use her body to make a man look twice. I complimented her. Rob asked her if any of the old trolls had sent another reply to the emails? My wife laughed and told him she hadn’t been looking.

I don’t know if you have ever felt the sensation of another man’s warm cum and piss up against your dick and balls, but I can assure you the feelings make it impossible to think. It was impossible to concentrate or carry on a conversation. And now, I had to carry this with me in public. It was our secret. Just Rob and I knew and I never felt so close to any man before that moment.

“Ready?” my wife asked. She was ready to go and started for the door.

Rob and I finished our drinks quickly and we were off to dinner. I drove the full size SUV, my wife sat beside me and Rob got into the back seat. He was a little too large of a man to be comfortable back there, so my wife made me bring my seat forward a lot so he could move his legs. I could feel the condoms squeezing.

All the way to the restaurant she sat side saddle in her seat so she could look at Rob and continue a conversation. We arrived and were seated. My wife likes this restaurant a lot because the owner’s girlfriend always comes over to talk with her. Girl talk. It’s a nice place, clean and she and I are both very comfortable at that place. We ordered some drinks and appetizers. Rob moved his chair closer to my wife’s chair and showed her his cellphone. He had opened the email address and a few guys had written back asking questions about Billy and Jan.

Without talking about a response, Rob just typed in some answers. My wife kept giggling and rolling her eyes. Rob would look at her and smile. I saw her smiling back and I was happy she liked him because I liked him a lot.

After we finished our appetisers, Rob went to the men’s room. The owner’s girlfriend came over to my wife and asked “Who the hell is that?” Meaning Rob. “He is fucking hot.” she whispered as she fanned herself to cool down.

My wife laughed. “He is Rob, my husband’s best friend. He doesn’t have a date tonight so we took him with us.” And my wife laughed.

“Oh dear God!” she exclaimed. She tried to say it softly, but I heard it and both women knew I heard what they were saying.

My phone sent me an alert. I looked and read a text, “Tell your wife I want to fuck her.” It was from Rob. He was texting me from the men’s room. Lol. I wanted to laugh out loud. But that would turn to shit. I may not be the most manly guy on earth, but I am not stupid. I didn’t react. I didn’t want my wife to ask me, “Who is texting you?” Or, “What did he want?”

So I casually texted back, “You are the BULL. Tell her yourself. LOL”

Why should I have to be the one to do all of the work? He is the BULL. Hs is the man. He is the one who should know what to do and what to say. Let him say what needs to be said.

“Come hold this for me.” The texts started going back and forth.

I knew he was pissing in the men’s room and the story of Billy was on his mind. Rob was playing with me. I wanted him to stop before my wife caught on and I would have to explain, but he didn’t. He loved the story and he was having fun with me.

After dinner, Rob and my wife left the table before I had a chance to complete the credit card transaction for dinner. I walked out alone and found my wife in her regular seat and Rob was now sitting in the driver’s seat. I paused in front of the car and looked at Rob.

“Really?” I questioned.

My wife replied back, “Oh come on, honey. He is too big a man to sit in the back. Just get in.”

I was happy the ride home didn’t take long. I felt embarrassed sitting in the back. Like I was being pushed aside by the both of them. I could tolerate the emotions because I loved them both, and they were having fun.

But more than that, I obeyed my wife because of what I was carrying in my briefs. I didn’t want to push Rob. He could have told my wife and they would have had a field day with me. A mixture of fear and shame sort of invaded my body and there was nothing I could do about it.

On the drive home I thought to myself, ‘Why didn’t you just go get rid of the condoms in the men’s room?’ That would have been easy. But to tell you the truth, I never thought of it. It never dawned on me to get rid of them; and there they sat, warm and safe.

Before getting out of the car Rob said to us, “I’ve had a bit too much to drink. You guys mind if I crash here tonight?”

He was playing out the story. Just as Billy wanted to spend the night with his ex-wife and her husband, so too was Rob wanting to experience the story. He didn’t want to just read it, or hear it. He wanted to live it.

My wife looked back at me to see what I thought. I shrugged my shoulders indicating, ‘It’s fine with me.’ We have spare bedroom.

“Sure you can.” my wife said to him.

We went into the house and Rob went right for another drink. My wife went into her bathroom to change into something more comfortable. She came out wearing an oversized T-shirt she likes. It dr*pes way down to her knees. I noticed she also took off her bra. Rob made one drink for him and one for my wife. As he turned to hand my wife her drink, he accidentally dropped the dish towel.

My wife bent down to pick it up. But she didn’t bend ladylike. She didn’t squat down bending her knees. Rather, she put both legs together and bent straight over as she would if she were doing toe touching exercises.

Rob took that as his invitation. Whenever a woman bends over like that, she is inviting a man to sex. The second he saw her ass, he placed one hand on her back, holding her down in place. He believed when a woman sends out an invitation like that, the worst thing a man can do is hesitate.

It only takes a second to know if the woman is going to reject his reaction. My wife stayed bent over and Rob placed his other hand right on the crack of her ass. Slowly he pressed his fingers down lower between her legs. I saw him giving her these little love squeezes and then press in further. She spread her legs and he cupped her kitty.

Rob reached under her night shirt and found her naked underneath. She had no panties on and his finger went right to massaging the lips of her kitty. After a few moments he had her stand up and and he turned her around. He lifted her nightshirt off her body and picked her up off her feet. Rob placed her naked body on the kitchen table. They began to neck kiss and he was licking her neck as his hands massaged her breasts. He began sucking her breasts and placing little bites on her niples.

Her eyes rolled back into her head and she never looked over at me watching. It was clear she was enjoying what Rob was doing to her.

Rob then took her left foot and placed it on the left corner of the kitchen table, followed by her right foot on the right corner. He placed his hands on her knees and quickly spread her knees as far apart as he could. My wife moaned and her ass cheeks lifted off the table, leaving her kitty out in the wide open air. It looked like her kitty was presenting itself to Rob for his use.

Rob moved his face down between her legs and shoved his tongue into her body. She was squirming and moaning much louder now and Rob unbuckled his pants and slid them to the floor. He stepped out of them and took his boxers off. He was wearing a pull over shirt so he had to stand and lift his shirt off his body.

He slid my wife ass cheeks to the edge of the table and he inserted his very impressive thick man cock into her. Slowly at first, but as her hips kept pumping forward he allowed more of it to penetrate her. I watched as he placed one hand under her ass and the other behind her back. He pulled her body to his as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She was screaming now, and shouting things I never heard her say. Rob walked to our bedroom with his cock deeply planted in my wife’s kitty, and using his foot, he closed the door. Tightly.

She screamed and moaned and pleaded for over an hour before they fell silent. An hour passed and they started again. It went on several times. I wasn’t counting but I estimate they fucked hard 4 or 5 times.

I slept on the sofa with the two condoms still in place. Orgasms were not difficult for me to have and I was soaked all night long.

That night, my friend Rob consumated himself into our marriage. He would go on to be her favorite lover along with what came to be her select lovers and of course, every man she decided she wanted to fuck her. Her body was now fully her property and she would do with it as she pleases.

I, of course, became the servant for her many bulls who taught her many things she could now do with me.

You know, going from fantasy to reality really isn’t as hard as many husbands think. You only have to find the right combination of things. In this case, I didn’t even have to do a thing. Rob never talked about it with her. There was no asking. Women just know.