Queen for a Day: Part 4

A shit, shower, and trim later and I am walking into our kitchen already dressed and ready for my shift. Standing over the stove in a night robe that highlighted her curves magnificently Sarah scrambles some eggs in a skillet. Peering back at me over her shoulder she shoots me a smile that makes my heart flutter like the first time I saw it. Overcome with a need to touch her I slip in behind her and wrap my arms around her soft body and nuzzle her silky golden hair.

“Mmmm.” She hums happily as she leans her weight back into my embrace.

Was there anything in the world that felt as good as my wife in my arms? It didn’t seem possible. And right now it felt good in both my body and my soul. I couldn’t say why but the cuckplay we’d just enjoyed had hit my pride harder than usual, the usual was pretty fucking hard as it was, and I needed this tender moment to remind myself of how things really were. I might have just held her there forever had the eggs not been threatening to burn.

As I fill my thermos with coffee Sarah slides the steaming eggs onto a plate that already held toast and sliced fruit. Soon we are at the table, her watching me eat while sipping on a soothing tisane as she told all about her day at the daycare. As days went it was it wasn’t anything special yet I savor every word to leave her pretty pink lips. Was it normal to still be this wildly, madly, passionately in love with your spouse after over 5 years of marriage? If it wasn’t then I pray that we are never normal.

Sitting back she pulls her cup closer. Staring down at it she lightly rubs the near rim with her thumbs reminding me for the first time of Ann and the way she had traced the edge of her mug with her finger the night before. The next thing I knew…my attention began to wander. Even as Sarah went on about some trouble they were having with one of the boys and his parents my mind had drifted back to a conversation we’d had sitting exactly where we were now at a similar time of night wearing almost precisely what we had on at the moment. It was three days after our adventure with Emile and we were sitting just like this and catching up like we usually do before I had to head out for work.

The sights and sounds of the present fade as the memory of that time plays over top of them.

***

“The girls and I were talking today.”

“Oh?”

She glances up at me then back to her cup. “About you.”

“Me? Nothing but good things I hope.”

“Of course.” She giggles. “Anybody says a word against my Papa Bear and I’d…kick’em in the shins.”

“You beast!”

“When you’re my size the options for retaliation are limited.” She quips. “Anyway! We were talking about you and…it got me thinking.”

Finishing my last bite of toast I wipe my lips and clear my mouth with a drink. “About?”

“Us. Our adventures. Past, present and future. About what happened with Emile. A lot of stuff.”

“Are you still happy with what we’re doing?”

“Oh yeah. It’s all very exciting. It makes you so happy and I feel like we’re closer than we’ve ever been. And I’m getting great sex almost all the time!”

“My engine is revving.”

“I’ll say!” She titters. “Mine too.”

“Is this about next month’s adventure?”

“Why? What were you thinking, David?”

“No, no.” I say, keenly interested in what she had on her mind. “What were you gonna say, Sarah?”

“Do you have any ideas?”

“You were going to say something first. I’m all ears.”

“Yeah, um. I was just going to say that I…think I’m ready for something different.”

“Oh?”

After a long breath she looks up. “I love being your hotwife but there’s other things we could try.”

“Of course. I don’t ever want this to be all about me. Talk to me, baby.” I give her shoulder a light rub. “What were you talking to the girls about?”

“Husbands.” She says. “They were talking about their husbands.”

“Casey’s not married.”

“David!” She taps my hand. “You’re not making this easy.”

“Sorry.” I make the motion to button my lips.

“We were just…talking. About November and it got me thinking about our trip to the coast and…stuff.” She says. “They’re still hoping that I might join them again for more…stuff. Even more though, they’re hoping that you might join in.”

“For…stuff?”

“Mm hm.” She nods.

“Maria pushing again?”

“Yeah.” She nods again. “But it’s not just her and her Daddy fixation on you. The others are interested too. Even the other hubbys are asking about you.” With a sigh she scooches a bit closer. “The girls don’t think it’s a good thing for our adventures to be so one-sided. Their husbands are as active as they are in their stuff. They say it keeps things balanced. Healthy.” Putting my hand over hers I hold it tight. “I told them we’re not doing anything with the whole group anytime soon. I don’t think either of us are ready for that yet. Too much, too fast. But…I think maybe we could start working toward it?”

“It?”

“Swinging, sharing, orgies. As a couple. Together. You know…stuff.”

“Of course, stuff.”

“I think it’s almost time the shoe gets put on the other foot.” She says. “The goose and the gander and all that.”

“Geese? Here I thought we were talking about stuff.”

“David!”

“Sorry.” With a chuckle I lean in and give her a hug. “Tell me what you’re thinking, baby girl.”

She peers into me for a good ten seconds before saying. “I think I’m ready to share you, David. I think.”

“Hm.”

“Hm?”

“You’ve been talking about this a lot lately.”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot.” She confesses. “I hear Maria and Tonia’s stories about watching their husbands and how much they enjoy seeing them being pleasured. I remember how they shared their men with me and how there’s been no hard feelings since. I hear Casey tell me the fun times she had playing cake for this couple she used to know.”

“Cake?”

“I dunno. Cupcake, cuckcake, it’s like a female bull or something. Something about the hubby getting his cake and eating it too. Sounds kinky. Casey’s kinda wild if you haven’t noticed.”

“You wouldn’t know it to see her.”

“Right?” She says. “Anyway, they all make it sound really, kinda, sorta fun. A lotta fun.”

Putting two fingers beneath her chin I lift I could see into her eyes. “They’re not you, Sarah. Just because they find it fun doesn’t mean you will. You said yourself that you’re a jealous woman.”

“I am. It’s nothing to proud of though.” She says. “I want to be like Tonia and Maria. Confident. Secure. And I want my man to be able enjoy all the good things in life like theirs do. I want you to have the same freedom that you’ve given me.”

“Sarah…”

“And I want to be like you!” She was on a roll now. “I want to prove to myself that I can be strong like you. That I can trust you, even when you are in the arms of another, like you do with me. The ultimate trust. I want to show you that I understand that I can’t be everything for you and that it’s okay for you to want something else from time to time. I want to prove to you that my love for you could survive anything.” Impassioned she grips my hand and pulls it to her chest. “Most of all…I want to understand you, David. I want to feel these things you feel when you see me with another man. How am I ever going to understand it, really understand it, unless I experience it for myself.” Kissing the back of my hand she says in a softer tone. “And finally…I want YOU to understand what it’s like for me. You’ve told me about how intense it is to sit and know I’m with someone or to watch me like you did with Emile. I see the effect is has on you. But I’m telling you, David. It’s pretty damn intense for me too. Thrilling, yes, but it’s not easy. I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy it, I’m just saying…it’s not as easy as you might think.”

“Never thought it was.”

“Well, you should still find out for yourself. Don’t you think? Aren’t you even curious? Don’t you ever even look at another woman and…imagine?”

“Of course I have thoughts. But I’m satisfied with you.” I say in a low, warm tone. “And mostly, I’m worried about you, baby girl. Seeing someone you love with someone else is…well, let’s just say if I didn’t have this fetish of mine things would probably be a lot different. It hits deep and it leaves its mark. If I wasn’t me and you were you I don’t think November would have happened.” Peering deeper into her eyes I say. “Are you sure you’re as ready as you think you are? You aren’t Tonia or Maria, you’re you. You have to be absolutely certain about something like this.”

“You said yourself you didn’t really know if you were ready until it was happening.”

“True.” She had me there.

With a sigh and nod she whispers. “But you’re right. I’m not sure. Not entirely. Maybe not next month but…we can keep thinking about it?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

***

“David?”

“Huh?”

“You okay?” Back in the present Sarah was looking at me with concern in her eyes. “You seem distracted.”

“Sorry.” I shake my head. “You were saying you were having trouble?”

Studying me for a few seconds she says softly. “It’s about what happened upstairs, isn’t it?”

“Baby.” I smile. “I told you. I loved it.”

“I hope so.”

“I did! It was so damn hot. It just took me off guard is all.”

“You are enough for me, David.” She whispers. “Everyday and in every way. You are everything I want. You know that, right?”

“I know.” I lean down for a kiss.

“I just want you to be happy.” She says, smoothing my work shirt across my chest.

“I am happy.” I say from my heart. “Being with you is like…a dream. A dream come true.”

“Okay.” Grabbing my beard she pulls my face down to look her in the eye. “I love you, ya big silly cuck.”

“Ha! I love you too, ya little hoochie-coochie.”

“Hoochie-coochie!” We laugh and fall into a hug. As she pulls back she says. “Here I’ve been going on and on about the daycare. Tell me about your day while I pack your lunch. Oh, um?” She looks at me confused as I refuse to release her from our embrace. “Oh!” Her eyes flare as my hand slips beneath her robe to be filled by her full, soft breast. “Here!?” I nod. “Now!?” I nod. “Do we have time?” I nod again as I give her titty a firm squeeze. “Oh my!” She giggles as she surrenders herself to what was about to happen. “What about your lunch?”

As I guide my wife down toward the floor I answer. “I was thinking I’d grab a bite out tonight anyway.”

Part 5