A Wife's Decent Ch. 06

A Night Out

"I still can't believe you did it." Emily whispered to me as she leaned in for privacy.

"What?" I leaned back on my seat and way too loud followed up with "Eat the creampie your boyfriend gave you?" I smirked, she didn't. Her head, shot round, looking at the adjacent tables, mortified to think that someone was listening in.

It was Wednesday evening, 3 days since she turned me into a cuckold with her first gangbang. It warmed my heart, looking at her concerned face as she looked around the restaurant, panicked. She was the epitome of confusion.

Sitting here in this very upmarket restaurant, the safety blanket of her jacket having been removed when we sat down. Her nipples rings clearly pushing their way through her blouse, her black bra visible through the cream blouse. The pearl necklace tight around her neck, drawing your attention to the swell of her cleavage. Though the top button is holding on for dear life as she is leaning forward. Anyone remotely interested in a woman's breasts would surely do a double when she enters their field of view. They look huge, decorated for attention, inviting a second look to create a permanent imprint in their minds.

Then knowing that the table without a cloth is allowing anyone near us to ogle her long stockinged legs, that her tight mini skirt is surely showing off. The heels causing her calves to look tight and athletic. I knew what her thighs would look like and how much was on show. I knew that her profile was breathtaking.

Her body is on display at the very edge of decency for a place like this and she is panicking that someone is able to hear our sexual conversation. She is in the same outfit that we bought for her first date with Nate, I asked her to wear it tonight deliberately. She looked like my high class escort.

Even though she had had all the crazy sex this weekend just gone and was sitting there with tattoos and nipple rings winking at everyone, deep down inside she was still 100% a demure, English housewife. Shy about everything sex related.

"God Chris shout it out, why don't you." She looked at me with that pissed off frown.

I smiled back a sort of apology, "Yes, I did do it and I loved it." I left a pause for a moment, "Thank you love."

She blushed as I knew she would. She then shook her head and leaned back in her chair "I still can't believe I ..." she let it trail off.

I decided that I wasn't going to make a scene but instead take this opportunity to keep us moving forward. "I know love, it's crazy isn't it?" She nodded before I continued "I love, love, LOVE that we're here." She didn't nod, instead she held my gaze.

It truly was amazing. I think back to that morning when Michelle was faffing on my laptop and looking over my cuckold folder, stories etc. I've thought about that moment a lot over these months and have decided that I'd subconsciously left it all accessible as I wanted to be caught. I mean look at where we are right now. Half of my dreams have come true and more. How my amazing wife sitting in front of me had quickly started to dress more provocatively. How she quickly was half naked, wanking herself off at work. How she allowed her body to be changed, the tattoos and nipples rings. She did that amazing show in the spa shower. How just two days ago she allowed herself to be gang banged.

Yup my wife sitting right in front of me had entertained a house full of men and allowed each of them to have intercourse with her one after the other for a whole weekend. How she'd even allowed one of them to actually plant his semen deep inside her. I'd never imagined she'd allow that and then of course how I'd enjoyed the feast that it had created in her used, dirty pussy. I felt myself getting hard as I recapped it all and could even taste the cum and pussy flavour over the lovely wine we were drinking.

And the fact that she'd eventually told me about how Terry had pretty much used her as a whore. Making her have sex with the golf club captain for some privileged car parking space for a year or something. That wasn't really something I'd thought about or expected, but boy it had my mind reeling. Emily wasn't at all happy about it and even now was cross with him for doing it. But deep down I could tell that there was something about her being coerced or forced to do it that really made her tick. She'd never admit that but I could see it in her eyes when I managed to get her to talk about it.

Even after all these changes I still couldn't quite imagine us sitting here with my wife sporting a huge pregnant belly. Growing a black baby from an unknown donor. I mean, in my mind's eye I can certainly see. I can picture her sitting further away from the table to give the huge bump more room. I can picture her boobs even bigger, resting on her belly, her nipple rings gone. I can picture knowing that a small dark skinned baby boy or girl would soon be feasting from them. I can picture it all, but I still can't believe we'll really get there. It feels like one step too far away.

She pulled me from my daydream "I can't do this, you know, that again".

"Why love?"

"It's just so wrong. We're married, we have vows. I love you and you say" she scrunched up her face "you love me. It's not normal. It's not right." I wanted to interject right now, but instead left her to continue her unload. "I can't do that slag thing you want me to become." I was thinking, too late now and slut fits better love, but again I was quiet. "I'm not supposed to have sex like the other day. I can't do it again. I wont do it again. Chris, you had your fun. That's it. The end." And she took a deep breath and picked up her wine glass.

It was almost comical the way she was trying to convince herself. I knew I could probably finish this conversation in seconds with a simple 'Did you enjoy it? Yes. Good. Well let's do it more', but I wanted to talk it out. I wanted to have a little fun. "I understand Emily. It was fun while it lasted." And I gave her a half smile.

She smiled back but didn't respond. I expect she didn't believe me. "You can't remove the tattoos love?" No response. "And what about your nipple rings?" still looking at me dead straight. "I know you love your nipple rings, would you want them out?"

She took a spin before a slight nod so I carried on "I can see them easily right now you know." Our eyes locked "They draw a man's attention. I bet every man here noticed them." I heard her draw in a deep breath, a near silent gasp. "They give a focus point and bring more attention to your huge baps love." I smiled and chuckled. "You've gotten used to people noticing and you like it."

She nodded.

"So you'll keep the sexy nipple rings?"

"It's not like I can remove them, anyway", she tutted.

"Well there's always a way."

"Yer but it wouldn't be easy, you and Michelle made it as tricky as hell", and she looked down at them.

"I know, it's good isn't it?" I smiled and she tutted again, looking up at me "Thrust them out for me." She didn't move, just held my gaze. I repeated myself "Thrust your huge tits out for me love."

Then without breaking eye contact she simply arched her back in the chair and thrusts her breasts out and forward. This has the obvious effect of making her boobs push out hard against her blouse. The pattern of her bra can be clearly seen imprinting and trying to burst through. Her top button actually pops open and she doesn't bat an eyelid. She must have felt it. I certainly can now see her cleavage expand from a safe 2 inches to an enticing 4 or 5. Her tits look like they could burst out, on complete display any second.

I throb, smirk, and take a deep breath. "Simply spectacular." I take a drink of my wine before "Breathtaking my love." She smirks at the effect she's obviously having. Months ago she would never have done this, never had even considered it. "God, you have to let me continue sharing you."

She simply keeps her eyes locked on me in that position, almost challenging me. I seriously want to reach across the small table and just vigorously grope a boob.

I was acutely aware how quickly she was flip flopping.

We stay like this for a few moments before she relaxes herself a little and sits back. With a big smile on her face "No Chris, I won't do it again." I wasn't convinced at all, I don't think she was either. She shivered, I watched it wash over her body as if in slow motion. "I committed adultery, Chris.'' She looked sad. I was not surprised to see her wipe a tear from her eye.

"That's an old word from the old world. We don't have to do or conform to that if we don't want to." I let that sink in. "I don't class it as adultery."

She quickly interrupted, "But you could change your mind."

Oh is that what she's been thinking? Cause she's right I suppose. I hadn't seen that one coming, I have to act quickly to squash it "God yes love, you're right. That could be a thing. I certainly have no plans to do that but I understand where you're coming from though." I let that sink in with me, while I thought about options.

I had some ideas "I could sign something, legal."

Again she was quick to jump in "What, a legal document that says that you're fine with your wife sleeping around?" She rolled her eyes.

"I dunno, but I would, 100% right now." She seemed to like that. One of my other daft ideas came to me and popped straight out of my mouth "I could let you take incriminating photos of me." She scrunched up her face confused. "You know ones I wouldn't want shared."

I caught myself after I'd said it. I mean I had no problem with it, whatever she needed or wanted to help out. But what the hell were we talking about, why were we here? "Emily love, what's this all about?"

She'd lowered her head after my last statement and now raised it to me. I could see her eyes were watered up "Chris, I love you and want to be with you for the rest of our lives. This is a huge change that will ruin us."

Without thinking, straight from the heart "I love you too. Nope it won't change us for the worse." Taking a deep breath I continued "I've been thinking about this many times a day for the last 15 years. It's deep inside me, at my core. Something I want us to do. This isn't a whimsical fad, this is real." A short pause. "I'm overjoyed where we are and what you've done."

She wiped a tear away. I couldn't read her expression but I continued, "God, we're both living out fantasies. Not many people have the guts to do that. I can't believe how strong you are doing all this."

She smiled a little, she wanted to hear more like that so I carried on "I know I've been enjoying it, it's beyond my wildest dreams. I know you've enjoyed it. You can't deny that."

It wasn't really a question but she answered it anyway, with a whisper and a smirk "Maybe".

I smiled, "Just look at you right now", as I looked at what I could see of her body.

"It's wrong though", was her quick answer.

"Nope. You look amazing. So sexual." I took a breath and a gamble, "I bet nearly everyone here wants you Emily".

She blushed, averted my gaze and mumbled "'I'm dressed like a slag".

Time to re-enforce "You're dressed like a sexy as fuck, slut, honey".

She looked up at me, a defiant, fiery look in her eyes. I pushed again "My slutty, sexy wife. I love it. And you know it."

A few moments of silence between us. I wondered what she was thinking. I couldn't keep quiet. "Women all over the world would pay for and work their asses off for a body like yours. I want you to want to share it and enjoy it."

She nodded and then delivered the sexiest line I've ever heard come out of her mouth. She said it as sexually as she possibly could, she didn't ham it up, she just let it slither from her mouth. Wetting her lips beforehand to increase the sensuality of it, "So Chris, you really want me to embrace the lifestyle and become an easy lay. A slutty wife, putting it about, letting our friends and family find out that my morals match my pussy."

I knew what she was implying and a few seconds later she made sure I knew "A loose moraled, easy slag, who'll spread her legs for all comers." She panted as she breathed that.

She was into it more than I was at this point. I quickly made sure she knew that this was exactly what I was dreaming of "God yes honey. That 100%." My turn to pant "times a 1000, with no limits".

"God darn Chris, I'm so turned on." She licked her lips "You're such a perv." I grinned from ear to ear. She simply reached up and cupped a boob, finding and pulling on a nipple ring. "Are we done here? I need your cock in me, to seal this deal.".

The Hucow Shoot

The next day, I followed Jennifer off to another room leaving the discussions between Michelle and Emily behind me. Jennifer directed me efficiently and we soon had a stool, a machine that was apparently a goat milking machine, various cameras and light umbrella things and what I can only describe as a scaffolding frame with padding and ties. I had no idea how a human would use or be attached to it, but I had a feeling I was going to find out shortly. There was also a small black saddle on the floor in the middle of the frame. It looked very much like a sybian, but the attachment on it was as nondescript as you could get, not what I would have expected.

"I'll go get the ladies" Jennifer announced to me and indicated I should take a seat on the bench against a wall to the side. It was an interesting morning to get us here. Emily really not happy with this idea in the cold light of day. Michelle and I had to almost push her to the car and again push her through the door to the studio. I understood, this wasn't really something that either of us knew even existed before the last photo session. It certainly wasn't something that I obsessed over, unlike cuckolding. To tell the truth I wasn't even really sure what today was going to bring to the mix. However Michelle was all over it, to the point of being nasty to Emily. Today could go wrong on so many levels.

A few minutes later and after some out of earshot talking, the three ladies appeared. Nothing noticeably different with Jennifer apart from a grin but Michelle and Emily were both in just their underwear. I was hard instantly but had no idea what was going on, I thought better than to ask about this change and just sat still. And with a throbbing cock watched the sexy woman in amazing underwear in front of me. The start of my own private porn show.

Jennifer and Michelle both took one of Emily's hands each and walked her slowly towards the frame. Emily didn't even glance my way as she walked past me. Her white lacy bra and thong almost making her look virginal and pristine.

"Put a hand on here, yes lovely" Jennifer directed and then stood back. Emily was standing next to the frame with one hand resting on it, I was directly behind her. Jennifer then grabbed a camera and stood back. "Michelle step away please."

Michelle gave Emily a kiss on the cheek "You'll be amazing hun" and stepped to the side. Their hands splitting slowly, as if my wife really didn't want to be left on her own. Emily looked over at Michelle with a scared look in her eyes, she clearly wasn't comfortable with this.

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"Lovely Emily"

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"Look this way at me"

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"Now give me a little smile"

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"Lovely, we're really capturing your trepidation. Jim will love this."

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She then put the camera down and walked towards Emily. "Are you ok if we position you in the milking frame?"

Emily visibly shook at this question and Michelle swiftly stepped back in before Emily bolted, "You'll be fine Emily, I'm right here with you." and she put her hand on her lower back. "You're still in more clothes than when you go to the beach." I almost laughed, she was correct but you don't wear a skimpy, slightly transparent bra and thong set in white to the beach.

They didn't wait for Emily to answer and started carefully manhandling her into position. Her bare feet were placed either side of the saddle that was on the floor and she lowered herself onto it.

"Get comfortable on the saddle, Emily." Jennifer innocently instructed. Emily did so, now kneeling over it. I watched her wiggle her hips a little to get comfortable. "Are you ok if we put this belt on you?" As Jennifer held up what looked like a leather belt with a few hooks on it.

Emily spoke for the first time since entering the room "I'm not sure, what's it.."

"It's just for part of the look, remember this is a photo shoot." Michelle jumped in, taking it from Jennifer and attaching it around Emily's waist, not waiting for her answer.

"It needs to sit low on her hips and be as tight as is comfortable." Jennifer instructed her. Emily looked at what Michelle was doing and at the same time Jennifer lightly took one of her wrists and eased Emily forward, pivoting her forward at her hips.

It was a good 30 minutes of coaxing Emily into position. There were a lot of questions with Michelle answering most of them. At no point did Emily tell them to stop or anything even remotely like that but she certainly was nervous with what was happening. When they'd finished Emily was rather locked in place.

She was on her knees, straddling on the saddle, leaning forward into the metal frame. The forward lean was I guess some 45° and caused her boobs to pull down in their bra, trying to spring free. A lot of adjusting had been done to fit the frame to her. Both of her hands were stretched out infront of her with her wrists held in place by strap and buckle. There was a padded bar just in front of her head that she had already used to rest her forehead on a few times.

She certainly couldn't sit up, and she definitely couldn't move her boobs out of the way if she didn't like what was being done with them. And I guess that was the whole point, it was very exciting, for me. I could see her wriggle, and pull on her wrist straps a few times to see how much she could move and she did try to lift her ass up a few times.

"Last thing we need to do is to make sure you're sat as comfortably as possible on the saddle." and Jennifer knelt down next to her hip as Michelle did the same on the other side. They each grabbed a leg and pulled them apart a bit more forcing her to sit deeper onto the saddle. "Is that ok?" Jennifer asked my bewildered wife. This slight move had also caused her to pull a bit tighter on her arms as she'd also moved back.

"I guess" was her reply as she looked around at her legs, wondering what this had to do with it all. Jennifer then surprised all three of us by pulling some steel wires from the base of the frame, one in each hand. I think they were on a pulley of some sort as it clicked as she pulled them forward. Two on her side, one from each end of the base. She then attached a clip on them to a ring on Emily's belt and twisting something it clicked a few times pulling tight. I then saw that Michelle had also worked out what to do on her side and was doing the same. Jennfier then put a hand on Emily's lower back and stomach and made sure she was in the right place. Both of them then managed another click on the pulleys and they then sat back on their heels.

"Can you move much Emily?" Jennifer asked.

We watched Emily's muscles pull but she really couldn't move her hips at all, even a millimetre in any direction. "No, gawd, this is ..." she left it dangle, like her boobs.

"You look amazing." Michelle shares "In fact you look very sexy indeed."

"It's ok love, I'm here. You're ok." and she appears to visibly settle and tries to turn to look at me, only able to move her head, I don't move. Jennifer and Michelle both get up. Jennfier turns to a box on the side, and fishes something out. She lays to the two somethings on the bar near Emily's head where she can clearly see them, it makes her gasp loudly.

"It's ok we won't use them unless you let us." Jennifer delivers as she steps round in front of her and pics up her camera.

Michelle then steps behind Emily out of her line of sight and quietly says "I bet you're getting turned on being like this?" and she turns to look at me "I know I am seeing you this way."

"Well, it is a bit stimulating." Emily nervously giggles.

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Jennifer starts to move around her taking pictures from every angle. "Make your udders swing dear."

Emily sighs, puts her head on the bar and makes them wobble and jiggle in their bra.

"Wonderful. Emily, can I video record this also from here onwards please?"

"Ohhh gawd I don't think so." Emily moans at her. "This is already more than I expected. I think we should stop now. I'm not a cow, oh god this is wrong."

Christ please don't tell me they were going to stop already. After all this faffing.

Jennifer looks at me and winks, she has this in hand. "Ok no problem, this has been great and just what the client would want for £1k, as agreed. We can take you out." And she raises an eyebrow at me asking for me to help out.

Thinking quickly, I ask, "What does Emily have to do for 2k? It's taken a little while to get us into this position."

Emily locks onto that "Oh, what would I have to do for 2k?" and she lifts her head looking at Jennifer.

"While we're discussing it, what does £5k need doing?" Michelle chirps in.

Jennifer grins at everyone.

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"So firstly, remember this is very exclusive and will only be seen by us in this room and the single client. There will never be copies unless you allow it." She waits for nods from all of us in turn before continuing "From here on we need video of the process no matter what we do."

"Oh" we all hear Emily sigh. I wonder if that's a deal breaker, seems a weird thing to stop on.

Jennifer continues "For £2000 we'll need to remove the bra and let your udders hang and be free. We'd also like to get the milking machine into the pictures, it doesn't need to be attached but close enough to be implied that it's going to be used." she waited for that to sink in a second. "Then a variety of additions up to the £5k mark. For £5k I'd like Emily to orgasm at least once on camera whilst the milking machine is working."

"Ohh god" Emily moans out loud and almost tries to move away. "No no I can't do that. That's too far." pulling hard at her restraints.

Straight away Michelle countered "Well we may as well flop your tits out right away and see where it goes. There's nothing saying we have to keep going and you're in control of this fun Emily."

Emily sighs but doesn't agree.

Michelle continues, "Do you agree Chris?"

"It sounds sensible dear, let's do this. I think you'll look even sexier." I then quickly add "It's not like we didn't know what we were coming here for really".

Emily sighed, "Ok, god how have I gotten into this position." and she shakes her head on the support. It wasn't a no.

Jennifer springs into action and two tripods with big cameras on them appear. Michelle then disappears from the room as Jennifer positions them both. One is low down looking up at Emily's face, from where it's placed I can imagine that Emily has nowhere to hide. The second one is a little off to the side, clearly trying to capture as much of the scene as possible. Emily's head is resting on the bar looking down at the floor, resigned to her fate. A big screen on the wall powers on showing a split screen of what both the cameras are recording.

"Ok we're now recording. Chris can you remove the bra please." I have to adjust my hard cock now I'm standing. Jennifer notices and smiles at me, offering a pair of scissors to me "We need it 100% out of the picture please."

I take the scissors from her and step to my wife. "Well done love" and I kiss her shoulder. At the same time, I slide the scissors under the very tight back strap of the lovely new bra. Click FLASH, I snip through the fabric with ease and as if it was spring loaded it flies away from her back as her breasts release their weight pulling them free. I then snip through the shoulder straps one at a time and it falls to the floor. I bend to pick it up and marvel at the size of my wifes free tits hanging free. They're swaying slightly with her breathing and just look colossal and amazing. I step back with the broken garment in my hand and I hear two women gasp at the same time.

I turn to my side to see Michelle, I didn't know she was back, she's now completely dressed. "God darn Emily, I knew you had huge tits but they look even bigger now." she laughed.

Jennifer then adding "Our client will be gobsmacked at you my dear. You are perfect for this. He'll easily pay a lot for more of your beautiful body if you'll let him." I could almost see Emily blushing at this compliment.

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Using her foot she then rolls the self contained milking machine towards Emily so that it's in frame. "Everything ok?" she asks while still taking the odd picture.

"Ummm yes" Emily almost pants to us.

Jennifer tries to help with "It's ok to get turned on, I've not known a hucow in your position not to, er, love this." She then turns to a small box on the wall under the screen and presses a button that instantly gets a loud moan from Emily.

"Ohh god what the hell is that. Ohhhh" and her tits jiggle a lot and she jolts like she's just been electrocuted. I'm sure she would have stood up if she could.

"It's the vibrator on your saddle, do you want me to turn it off?" Jennifer teases her.

"Oohhh it's just." Emily takes a breath. "I wasn't expecting it." Looking up at the screen we can see Emily closing her eyes. She didn't ask for it to be turned off.

"Are you ok if Michelle controls the saddle for you?"

Eyes still closed "Ummm" she's not paying us attention any more.

Jennifer shows Michelle the controls on the wall and nice and loudly, "This dial is the settings for the vibrator. As you can see, it's currently on 0.5 and goes up to 10. A constant 2 is enough to get most women to an orgasm."

"What's the other dial for?" Michelle asks

"That's for a dildo attachment that goes into her pussy."

"WHAT" Emily hearing that yelps out loudly, clearly pissed.

Jennifer laughs "Don't worry that attachment isn't connected so there's no penetration happening today." she then adds "Unless you'd like that?"

"Ohhhh good, ooohh." I was surprised that it wasn't a clear no. I think we all caught onto that. On the camera we see her smirk slightly. I'm wondering if she's just teasing us. "Please be careful with me Michelle."

"Oh honey, you're in good hands." Michelle laughs at her and clicks the dial up a little bit.

"Oohhhhgggggg" Emily moans, we can now hear the vibrator a little bit. She also frowns a little, Jennifer spots it.

"I think you may be more comfortable if we remove your panties. Is that ok?"

"Uggghgg huggg" Emily replies, I guess that's a yes. Jennifer nods at me and the vibrations go silent. I bend down with the scissors and cut through the thong on each hip. I then struggle to carefully pull the remains away from her pussy. It's actually pretty tricky due to the snugness that they have her locked in place. I manage to and hold a rather wet ruined piece of cloth in my hand. The vibration motor then starts back up again. "Ohhh good that's soo much better." my wife unashamedly shares with us.

"Some girls need lubrication help" Jennifer smirks "but it doesn't look like you do." The vibrations go up a level. "Are you ok if we attach the pumps to your breasts love?" Very cleverly, they have Emily in a position that I doubt she'd be able to say no to almost anything right now. Her boobs are jiggling a lot as she's being vibrated. I hear the vibrations go up another notch.

"Ooookkkk gwwwddd" as we all hear Emily cum loudly on the saddle.

"Oohh Emily, imagine if your boyfriend Nate could see you now. Cumming while being strapped up like a cow." Michelle almost cruelly delivers to her. But all Emily does it moan through the orgasm "Uggghhhhhh".

Jennifer picks up on that "Ohh you have a boyfriend Emily?" and she looks at me quizzically.

Michelle latched onto this moment to drive home what has happened to Emily recently. "Oh yes she has a boyfriend. A lovely black boyfriend that she's sleeping with tonight." and Michelle chuckles looking over at me.

"Ohhh Emily you must let me photograph the two of you."

"Ugghhhhh" she's still coming as Michelle adds "What a great idea. We should have had you for her other recent activities as well". I knew and agree with what she was getting at. That would have been very interesting.

The vibrations then slow as she comes down panting. Jennifer then gets down in front of Emily and brings the teat things into view. "Lets get your udders attached." And we see Emilys eyes open wide on the screen. Jennifer then squirts some cream onto her hands and she reaches for both of Emily's hanging tits. "Remember Emily that this is all being recorded and your friend and husband are watching me getting you read for your milking." as she grabs a handful of tit flesh and works the cream into them. Emily's eyes close as Jennifer's hands make contact with her.

"You really have very heavy, big, fat breasts don't you Emily?" she asks. We then hear the vibrations go up a little. "Answer me Emily." and she starts to work on the nipple area a bit more.

"Ummmmm" Emily moans, not very clearly.

"Emily, I can't understand you."

"Ummm Yes"

"Yes what?"

The vibrations go up a little again. "Ohhh gawwwdd"

Jennifer looks up at Michelle and the vibrations stop. Emily opens her eyes panting a little. "Emily, look at the camera". We see her eyes looking directly at the camera in front of her on the floor. "Do you want to cum again?"

Emily closes her eyes "Ummm".

Jennifer then pulls hard on one of her nipple rings causing Emily to open her eyes and look at the camera again "Owww".

"Looking into the camera, keep looking at the camera, we want to see how you feel. No hiding at all." Jennifer then pulls her other ring hard to indicate the point.

"Owwww yes, I understand." Emily clearly replies looking at the camera, eyes clear and open. Forehead on the cushioned bar, face and dangling tits beautifully framed. Jennifer then nods at Michelle and the vibrations start again slowly.

"Do you want to cum again?"

"Yes" Emily replies, resigned.

"Ummm good cow, we'll help you have a big orgasm for us in a moment. What am I doing right now?"

The vibrations go up a gear again, I can hear it. "You're rubbing cream into my breasts."

"Your what?"

"My big breasts."

"Honey I have big breasts." and she sniffed, "What am I rubbing cream into?"

Emily is still looking straight into the camera "My huge breasts."

We all nodded and Jennifer continued "Why?"

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes for a second before opening them again and delivering "Ready for milking."

"So you have udders that we're going to be milking then?" she smirked at the humiliating questioning.

Emily was panting at this point "Ummmm yes, milk my huge udders."

Michelle and I both gasp hearing her say that, she hears it and plays up to us repeating herself "Milk my huge udders.". Now I understood why we were here. Fuck me my cock was straining, this was amazing.

"Good girl Emily. What size bra do you wear Emily?" and she lets go of both breasts and reaches to the side flicking a switch on the milking machine. It hums into action and we can hear sucking on the teats on the floor.

"I wear a 36HH bra" Emily replies.

"Wow I didn't know they made bras that big." Jennifer delivered as she then picks up one of the teats. "They're soo heavy and fat aren't they?" the vibrations go up a small gear.

"Ohhhh gggggrrr yes" Emily moans her eyes are starting to glaze over slightly.

Jennifer then offers the first teat to her nipple it easily locks, swallowing the nipple ring and nipple easily. She reaches for the other one and quickly does the same. "There you're now being milked like the cow that you are."

The vibrations go up a gear and at the same time Jennifer hits a button on the milking machine and it's tone changes to a rhythmic sound. Emily cums hard "Uggghhhhhhgrr" almost shaking the teats from her boobs.

"When I first saw you I knew you had this in you." Jennifer teased her through her orgasm making it even stronger "I knew you would be a perfect hucow. You have some of the biggest tits I've ever seen in person."

"Uggghhhhhhhhhgg gggrrrrr" Emily continued to moan through a huge orgasm, her boobs wobbling and jiggling all over the place. It almost looked like she was having a seizure of some sort. The entire frame rattling and moving as my wife cums, her mouth wide open and her eyes completely glazed over.

"This is only the beginning, you know. The client is going to love you." As Emily started to come down from her orgasm, Jennifer continued, "He's very wealthy and will likely offer you a lot of money for things."

Emily panting as she's coming down. "Oh" and she adds "Enough". Jennifer nods at Michelle and the vibrations appear to stop, though I'm not sure they fully have. The pumping is still working.

"Oh no Emily, we're going to milk you for a while yet. Don't worry, it'll be fun and you'll certainly enjoy it." and she laughed. Standing up, she picked up a mobile, making a call to someone. I wasn't paying attention. I was looking at my wife strapped into this milking machine. Unable to do anything apart from what the people in this room wanted to do with her. I half imagined Michelle calling Nate and him coming in here and replacing the saddle with his real big black cock and fucking her.

It was amazing to think that this was all being recorded. Watching my beautiful wife's nipples being pulled one at a time as the machine worked them. Watching them grow to fill the tube a little each time the suction pulled. I was slightly worried that the rings would be pulled off. She always had big nipples before but now they were even bigger.

I was pulled out of my haze when I heard Jennifer "Yes Jim, her boobs are almost" she stopped a second "Yes ok." and she started again "Her tits are almost too big. The teats aren't dangling like normal."

"Yup the back of them are on the floor causing a little kink in the cables."

"Yup that's because they're so long."

"No no they're not spaniels ears at all. These things are full and heavy as well."

"Sadly no."

"I don't know."

"Really?"

"Emily, would you like to really have milk filled udders?" Jennifer tried asking my wife. But she was currently in no place to answer any sensible questions. Jennifer quickly realized that "Michelle and Chris, possibility of inducing milk with Emily?" as she looked up between us.

Michelle was quick to the answer, looking me straight in the eyes "You shouldn't need to induce, she's planning on getting pregnant shortly", and she smiled.

"Did you hear that?" Jennifer continued talking to Jim who I guessed was the client that was into this hucow stuff.

"I dunno, I guess mid to late 30s." Oh that was a guess that would have made Emily very happy, had she been able to pay attention to the conversations in the room.

"Yes I have them, I understand."

"Yes I'll get it uploaded when done."

"I dunno, maybe an hour."

"Really, blimey, ok. Err are you sure? I'll ask them."

"Jim wants to meet you all and can be here within 20 minutes. That ok?"

Emily heard that "No, please ... ooh gawd." as she was almost in a constant orgasm now.

"You heard that, yup that was her."

"He says he'll give you £2k cash just to stay here and see him when he gets here." then she quickly added "On top of the £7k already made." well that had gone up quite a bit and very quickly. Geezz that paid for the day and then some.

"Yup no problem." I answered very quickly. And Emily moaned again "Ohhh gawwd."

"You heard that ok?"

"Yes"

"No, we will need to get her out of the frame at some point, so please don't take too long."

"No"

"Ok"

"Yup" and she hung up.

Jennifer's attention shifted to studying Emily's body and its arrangement in the frame. She then spent several minutes silently walking around Emily, bending down at times, to fully appraise the scene from practically all angles. Michelle and I just looked on silently with the silence only broken by Emily's frequent moans and groans over the rhythmic pump sucking at my wife's breasts.

After a long period of inspection, Jennifer explained her phone call without diverting her visual attention from studying Emily "As I said, the client will be visiting in a while and wants to see Emily 'in the flesh' as it were, so he can get a good impression of her body and what types of work he might want to commission in the future." Michelle and I both seemed a bit taken aback by this statement and we just stared in silence. Jennifer was suddenly very business-like.

She continued "I see Emily is understandably reacting very strongly to all this stimulation. My initial thought was that we should give her a break from this. But as I inspect Emily more closely, it seems she is actually holding up to this stimulation quite well and will be able to handle this for a while longer.".

Hearing Jennifer's idea to keep Emily like this until this "client" arrives, which seems like it will be 20 minutes or so, causes me to fear for Emily's well being! Such stimulation might drive her mind over the edge into insanity! I look over towards Michelle hoping she will save Emily but instead I see an evil grin forming on Michelle's face that tells me Emily will get no respite from her.

Michelle answers before I can gather my thoughts "I think you're right Jennifer, she is enjoying this and she certainly seems able to handle it well." As Michelle is talking, I see her reaching for the controls and hear the vibrator speeding up before Emily's groans grow in volume and frequency.

Jennifer nods to Emily "Yes, I think so, but let's pace things a bit on the vibrator, don't you think Michelle?" I see Michelle shrug and adjust the controls to reduce the vibrator's speed and hear Emily's moans taper off to happen much more slowly. Jennifer then further explains "Jim is really a nice guy, totally gentle and wouldn't hurt a flea! But I'll warn you that when he is in this scene, he does get a bit crude. Things may seem to get a bit over the top, but I would suggest just letting it ride and things will be perfectly fine. I can assure you that if Jim is pleased, things will be VERY profitable for you all!"

My mind is so overwhelmed with the scene before me and what I've been hearing that I lose track of time. As time moves on, we watch my wife start to tire from all the stimulation.

Jennifer seemed to receive a text on her phone and left the room suddenly, returning shortly thereafter with a man following behind her. I assumed this is Jim, the "client" here to see Emily. He is a tall older man who does have the look of a cattle rancher that you'd see in a movie, boots and all. He immediately noticed Emily as he entered the room and walked right over to the contraption holding my wife for her ordeal.

He did a full circle walk around Emily's body and returned to stand at her side as he lowered himself down to one knee to get a closer look. Now he was directly opposite where I was sitting so I could see his face. Jennifer stood next to him and seemed to be like a servant awaiting orders.

Jim's eyes roamed all over Emily's body for a long time. My mind quickly filled in the thought that he was inspecting a cow for purchase which was probably how he was also thinking of this interaction. Jennifer made a quick motion to Michelle, who turned and increased the speed of the vibrator to cause Emily to react more strongly by causing her worn out body to increase its movements and her moaning.

He looked up to Jennifer and asked "has she calved?" I thought I didn't hear that right but Michelle seemed to have caught on and quickly answered "Just once" to which he nodded and continued "You said she's intending to breed? Do you know for sure she's not barren?" Michelle just grinned and snapped back "Well, we'll soon find out!". That brought a smile to his face but the direction and tone of this conversation was making me nervous.

He stood and moved around to the front of Emily's head. He turned to Jennifer asking "Can I see the face?". She simply reached down and gently lifted Emily's head up off the frame just enough to let Jim see Emily's face. Jim stooped lower and studied Emily's face intensely but it was clear Emily was in no condition to respond, and probably didn't even have any idea what all was going on. Michelle took it upon herself to help things along and give the vibrator another notch up.

After a long time, he simply commented, "Beautiful, truly a beautiful one." Getting back up and he then moved to the side of Emily closest to me, which partially blocked my view, and knelt down again on one knee as he said "You were right Jennifer, she's got big udders! We'll have to get a different milking station that fits this cow better so those udders hang freely even with the milking cups attached." She replied, still on the other side "Yes, I've never had to accommodate udders anywhere near this size, I'll have a proper station set up for the next commission." He seems to just stare at Emily's breasts but with his back to me I now can't see his expression.

Looking up to Jennifer "Can I inspect them?" in response to that question, she just looks directly to Michelle. I wonder if Jennifer just thinks I'm too out of it to respond or if she hopes that Michelle is more likely to give a positive answer. Michelle quickly snaps "Of course, we're all here to let the man inspect the property!". He wastes no time in reaching out and I see his arm moving but his body blocks my view of what he's doing. I do hear Emily moaning even more strongly but her tone is definitely even more exhausted than it was just a few moments ago. His arm moves a lot, I assume to thoroughly feel all over both of Emily's breasts. He then gets up and comments to Jennifer "Wonderful weight and mass distribution, very fully formed. This cow really has a wonderful combination of firmness and maturity. Usually it's the heifers who have this kind of tone while the older cows get worn out quickly. This is really a unique property you have here Jennifer.". He was obviously very impressed with my wife, this made me weirdly proud.

Jennifer was beaming with pride also "Thank you Sir! I knew she would be perfect for your tastes." he moves a little towards Emily's butt and legs. I can't see Jim's face to read any indication of what he might be thinking, but he seems to be in deep thought as he stares up and down Emily's body. Then, without a word, he bends down and reaches out to start rubbing Emily's bare butt. I wonder if this is just Jim getting more excited, his response to Michelle's saying we're here for him to 'inspect the property,' or both? He keeps rubbing both sides of Emily's butt and mumbles "fine rump on this cow. Plenty of area for a nice brand." That causes my eyes to open but I'm still too dumbfounded to really respond.

He stands and turns to Jennifer "So she's only calved once? Let me see the vulva, that body almost looks like a heifer!" My mind heard but couldn't process what he just said, I guess between how surreal all this was and the shock of the hours of seeing such strange things, I was totally unable to respond. Jennifer jumped into action and motioned to Michelle "come over here and help me, will you?" Jennifer moved to one side of Emily and quickly started undoing some of the attachments that held Emily's hips to the frame while Michelle did the same on Emily's other side. Jim moved to a position behind Emily and knelt down right behind Emily's butt. With Jim's eyes fixed to Emily's butt, Jennifer and Michelle seemed to strain to lift Emily off of the saddle. Jennifer blocked my view of Emily's butt but once it seemed they had lifted a bit I could see Jim face light up as he exclaimed "This sure looks like a heifer to me." Jim then started to stand while maintaining his wide grin "She's a right sloppy mess from that saddle but I can see she's practically a heifer. I hope she doesn't turn out to be barren. Totally amazing." I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but my cock was throbbing and rock solid.

Jennifer and Michelle seemed to suddenly let go of Emily's butt and I could hear it sort of 'plop' as they left Emily to just rest on the saddle. They didn't reattach anything to the frame and Jennifer walked towards the door with Jim as they spoke quietly between themselves. Emily's newly freed hips were moving slowly on the vibrating saddle but no one seemed to really be paying attention. Michelle and I were focused on Jennifer and Jim, I was wondering what would be next. They stopped near the door while Jim spoke and gestured and Jennifer nodded quietly. Jim then suddenly turned and left, leaving Jennifer to turn into the room and take charge of things again. "OK, turn that saddle off. Let's get this poor girl off this thing."

The three of us quickly move to free Emily from the fame and lay her down on the floor to recover. Emily is moaning and mumbling incoherently for a long time but eventually starts to recover and come back to reality. Her nipples look very different, obviously much bigger, darker and I'd swear they looked damp. Michelle has been talking softly to Emily, complementing her for how she handled all this and I add an encouraging word here and there too.

Emily turns her head to avoid everyone's stare "Oh, I've been soo horrible. I can't believe all that happened. Was I hallucinating or did that man really inspect me like an a****l?". I started to worry that things went too far but Michelle seemed to know how to handle this "Emily, you were so hot and sexy. Chris loved every second. And that man, Jim, was totally enthralled with you." From the floor my wife looked at the three of us confused. I looked at Michelle, she simply smiled down at my wife "Well done Emily, you are a perfect Hucow."

Jennifer quickly added "Yes, he was telling me some of what he is contemplating. You guys stand to make a LOT of money." I couldn't believe my ears and Emily clearly had no idea what was going on.

We let Emily rest a while more while going over what had happened. Although Emily seemed totally out of it for the period that Jim was here, she seemed to remember it all and told us how humiliated and embarrassed she was by the way he "inspected" her. Michelle joked with her that it wasn't just the saddle that caused her to get so wet and Emily blushed deeply and nodded slightly. When Emily had recovered enough, we helped her get dressed and got her back out to the car to take her home for some much needed rest.

Before the date

"It's weird knowing that I'm getting ready for this." Emily was sitting in the tub, hot water and bubbles all around her. I was sitting on the loo seat with a smirk on my face as I watched her boobs bobbing about in the water, floating as they do. Her rose tattoo on her right boob making the odd appearance through the bubbles.

It was Friday early evening and my wife was being picked up for her date and more with Nate in about an hour. I had been provided instructions from both Michelle and Nate on how Emily should be dressed, what she'd need, when she was coming back to me. There was also this rule that though this evening was very likely to lead to her having sex we weren't supposed to talk about it. It was all so bizarre but entirely of my own making.

"A woman looking good for a date. Nothing new there." I was playing by the rules and enjoying it.

She didn't look up at me but continued to swirl the water around with her hand. "Yer but this woman has a husband and he's helping her. This woman has nipple rings." And she grabbed one of them and pulled on it. "This woman's date is a different race to her." She pulled again. "This woman will next see her husband again tomorrow at lunch." This time she looked up at me with a grimace.

No nodded "Yer I know."

A few minutes later she was sat on a towel on the closed toilet seat, her legs wide apart. I was kneeling before her between them, running a razer over her pussy lips as carefully as I could. "I still don't get why you have to do this." There were nerves in her words, I fully understood why.

"I'm being careful, love." I didn't look up, I didn't want to cause a nick. "I think it's for me."

She grunted an acknowledgment "You like doing this?"

I nodded and continued "Ummhmm."

"You like the thought that you're preparing my pussy for Nate?"

My cock throbbed and it sent a pulse through my body, this could get risky. "Yes" trying to steady myself.

She understood and waited till I'd finished. I knelt back on my heels and wiped her down with some of the towel. It looked perfect, I'd taken great care in preparing her pussy for him. He's asked for her to be clean shaven and Michelle had said that I have to do it. In his words from the chat message 'When I fill you up and stretch you out and I want to feel us, skin to skin as much as we can. I want the condom to be the only thing between us.' I'd re-read that sentence so many times, I think Emily had too.

"Tell me what it looks like honey."

I swallowed and just stared at her bald naked pussy. It was still slightly open from the dildo that we'd been fucking her with for the last hour. Again more instructions from Michelle. 'Use that huge dildo on her for a good 40 mins before you get her ready. Chris I don't want your cock anywhere near her. She can cum as much as you both like but I want her pussy slick, clear and ready for more action.' Emily had bitten at that in the text messages, tell her to stop being so crude but Michelle had pushed back calling her a slut and telling her to get used to it. I farness Michelle was correct, Emily and I had just had great fun working her into a frenzy. She'd managed to get more of that dildo into her than before. She'd taken to it as some sort of personal challenge.

"You're slightly open and look like you're a little juicy still." I gulped again, she didn't move. "You look amazing, so sensual, so sexual." I realised that we were both stretching into the 'don't talk about sex' rules a little but I didn't care.

"Doesn't it look c***d-like?"

God no, hah, "Not at all honey, geezus, you look so wanton. It looks like it's just crying out for attention and action."

She chuckled and stood up "Right what on earth am I supposed to wear?" and headed into the bedroom where, as instructed I'd laid everything out. As she walked past me I couldn't help but notice the large black spade tattoo on her ankle. I of course 100% knew what the plan was for it. I was wondering if this was the last time I would see the spade outline only.

I followed her into our bedroom, watching her sexy ass and hips sway and undulate with each step.

I'd originally thought they were going to some fancy restaurant, but that idea had apparently changed. I guess from the outfit it was a club or something but couldn't be sure. She looked it all over and didn't draw attention to any of it. There was actually a lot of stuff on the bed. I'd sent Michelle and Nate a picture as instructed. My eyes were glued to the bra and I could be sure that Emily hadn't spotted the secret to it. I was wondering what she'd make of it when she worked it out.

She stood there with her arms on her hips looking down at it all. "You guys and dressing me up like a doll", she huffed a good natured sigh. "And I'm not allowed to take anything with me again?" Just like her weekend with Terry she was to leave with just what she had on. This time though there was a lot more clothing and it was for a shorter period, curious.

She picked up the black lacy garter belt and handed it behind her to me as she started to fiddle with the black seamed stockings. I made swift work from behind her putting it around her small stomach, making sure I knocked her boobs whilst doing so. It sat high on her hips, as I did up the hooks and making sure the two straps at the back were correctly lined up dangling loosely down over her butt cheeks.

She turned around and sat on the end of the bed pulling each stocking into place carefully up her long toned legs. Standing before me once she was happy, her hand back on her hips. I knew my next job and knelt before her, attaching both front garter straps to the stocking tops to hold them up. "You guys and these things," making reference to the fiddling needed as she turned for me to do the same at the back. Weirdly I'd become quite adept at sorting stockings on her recently and had both of them locked in place easily. The seam was damn near perfect the first time.

I was still on my knees behind her when a tiny bit of cloth landed near me. I knew it was the transparent lacy black thong and I knew I was to help her put it on. As I slid it up her thighs I couldn't help but wonder, would Nate be doing the opposite shortly or would his manhood just push them to one side while he fucked my wife?

Once they were up she turned to face me and I swiftly had to adjust them around her pussy as one side had gone in rather than cupping her mound. I stayed kneeling and looked up her body, I couldn't see her face as it was blocked by her giant tits hanging there. Shuffling back I watched with bated breath as she started to fumble with the bra.

"You fuckers." She's spotted the problem right away. "Seriously?" she paused a second to look at me. I just shrugged. "Who's idea was this?" I knew she hadn't spotted that in the chat, I remember being surprised there was no reaction when Michelle had suggested it.

"Michelle love."

She tutted, "Geezzzus" and carried out sorting it out. Once done up and her cups adjusted she looked down at me "Well come and help me then".

Standing up with my now even more obvious trouser tent I leaned forward to help her pull her pierced nipples through the small slits in the bra. This was another job I enjoyed. It was always fun to play with her huge boobs and knowing that I was helping put them on display even more was really exciting.

When we'd finished she looked a treat. Her long legs encased in those luxury stockings, held up by a matching garter, just made me want to caress them. The tiny see-through thong really was tiny, pulled tight against her lips, more showing them off than covering them. I doubt they were comfortable. Her bra was holding her boobs up high and out, making them look like two huge footballs on her chest. Her large nipple rings grinning through the slits they were sticking through.

And I was sending this goddess, my wife, to go fuck a stranger. I must have been nuts.

She handed me the black skirt which I lowered, she stepped into it and I enjoyed the slow slide of the material up her legs. Stretching it over her hips, pulling top and bottom to get it to fit. It was very tight and wasn't too short, nicely covering her stocking tops, but the tightness made me think that she'd be struggling to keep it in place all night.

Emily then proceeded to pull the white knitted crop top over her head. I sat back on my heels in front of her to watch. It took her an age to get it right. It was a long sleeve, fold over crop top that was tight over her boobs and I mean really tight. Her nipple rings were so obvious as were the thick bra straps on her shoulders. She looked very stylish and of course sexy as hell.

"Well?" and she struck a pose.

I whistled at her "God darn love. You look rocking."

"Not too slutty?" and she winked at me.

I wasn't sure how to reply, I mean she looked very slutty. But that was the point. Damn she could be a porn star. For the second time in as many days I was thinking that I could retire if she'd play the OnlyFans game.

But this day, this event, this dress up was for him. It was for her first black cock. Just thinking that made me groan out loud as my cock pulsed. I was trying to picture them both. Her lying down on her back, her legs spread wide. His contrasting dark skin hovering over her body.

"Chris?" she tutted.

Looking up at her face "Yer" and I grinned.

She shook her head in reply "I can only imagine what's going through your head.". She looked herself up and down and shook her head again "Look at what you guys have done to me." she smirked at me.

I stood up and walked to her. Poking her in the stomach with my hard cock we embraced and kissed. A long, loving, lusty, hot kiss. God I loved this woman.

After Emily finished dressing we started walking downstairs when we heard Michelle at the front door. As soon as we reached the bottom of the stairs, Michelle announced "Come on girl. Time to get you out on the town." I'd not heard Michelle enter the house and I didn't realise that she was going with her. Here to make sure she didn't bottle it? Even after her session with Terry and his friends this was different, this was more intimate.

Michelle gave Emily a once over look and nodded approvingly as she continued "You look gorgeous. Nate said he'd be early so we should get going.".

"I thought Nate was picking her up?" I asked both ladies.

Emily shifted her eyes to the floor. Sensing Emily's reluctance, Michelle quickly took charge, "OK, time to go." This is why she was here, I got it now.

With a quick glance to me Michelle says "Chris, you stay home tonight, I'll get Emily to where she needs to go." I manage to utter a subdued "I love you Emily" which causes Emily to look up from the ground at me and flash me a weak smile as Michelle took her arm and marched her out of the house. Hearing the car doors outside and the motor fade I settle in for another quiet night with my imagination running wild.

I hear nothing all night. Somehow I sleep well, my mind simply playing over porn videos but with my wife as the star.

Michelle texted me the next morning telling me to get ready to go meet my wife for lunch. She picked me up and we drove out to a neighbourhood I had never been to. Parking along the side of the road we sat in silence. My nerves were too unsettled to engage with Michelle and she seemed content to just play on her phone. It was strange waiting there for my wife to appear from somewhere. This was to be an intimate moment between Emily and myself, but Michelle was here. No doubt to add an extra kink to it somehow. I wasn't really concerned.

After a short time she looked at me and grinned, "Walk of shame coming up."

Turning to look around as I wasn't sure which direction she was going to come from. We were parked with a large green space on my right, plenty of young families playing. The road didn't have many cars travelling and not many were parked. There were plenty of flats on the left side of the road, smart student accommodation, not much life at this time in the morning. There was the odd youngster walking by and on this beautiful sunny Saturday, they were dressed accordingly. It was a treat to see the odd young female totty out, strutting their stuff.

Michelle either knew exactly where to park or we got lucky, our position was perfect as I spotted her. Looking out the windshield we can see my wife from quite a distance away walking on the side of the road next to the park area on my right. From this distance all I can really see is that she's walking slowly, her hair is in a bit of disarray, and she seems to be looking at the ground. She's trying to hide, I smirked, I liked this. She was obviously dressed the same as I last saw her, except I think she's not wearing the stockings

I see a young guy walking towards Emily and she seems to have his attention. Emily looks up suddenly like the guy said something to her, but she just quickly shakes her head "no" and walks quickly past him. He turns and says something else but Emily just attempts to straighten her skirt as she picks up speed with her walk, head back down. After a short sprint, tricky in her heels, from that guy she appears to relax and slows back down. Almost instantly another man approaches her. He's more successful as it seems he struck up a conversation with her. This man is a bit older and appears to be smoother than the last man. Emily responds a bit differently by stopping to engage the man in conversation. It seems that Emily is not upset with the interruption but rather starts to smile a bit and actually makes eye contact with the man at times. I don't know if it's my imagination, but it seems that Emily is standing a bit straighter and a bit more confident?

I'd love to have known what the conversation was as we watched him put his hand out on her shoulder. That was brazen of him and I was astonished that she let him. She even appeared to giggle as he did it. I turned to look at Michelle, she was watching with a grin on her face. Turning back I could see my wife looking around nervously, to see if anyone was watching. I had a need to go and save her but I had a feeling this was all part of some plan. She nodded and they took a few steps towards us to a bench. He'd managed to put his arm around her waist as they did that.

They were now sitting on the bench, my wife struggling to pull her short skirt into place on her bare legs, especially as she had her mobile in her hands. I was jealous as I wanted some attention with her, wanting to know how last night had gone. Again she was looking around, I started to wonder if she was looking for me. He now turned to her with one arm on her shoulder as he placed his other on her bare knee. Even from here we could see her jump at the contact. One of her hands quickly on top of his, I thought to push it away but she held it there. All the time they were talking again.

There was something about him that didn't look right. He was scruffy. Very scruffy. Unkept beard, messy hair, ill fitting clothes. In fact the more I looked the more he could have been a tramp or something. That really did concern me. She laughed at whatever he said and her free'ish hand pulled at her skirt again, tricky with her mobile in it. Her laugh told me she was somehow relaxed, I wasn't.

Turning to Michelle "Michelle, should I go save her?"

She kept her eyes fixed ahead and simply shook her head a no.

"Really?" and she quickly glanced at me with a smirk and nodded for me to keep watching. At the same time she did something with her phone and then held it up as if she was going to film something, pointing forward to my wife and her new friend.

I watched my wife lift her phone to her face. I guess reading Michelle's text as her head then shot around, this time looking for us. He took this distraction to twist my wife more towards him with the hand on her shoulder. She looked very flustered. Especially when he leaned forward and put a kiss on one of her cheeks. It was a smooth, fast move that caught us all by surprise. Emily was obviously particularly flustered and he somehow managed to quickly pull another one off.

This tramp, or whatever he was, was a player, smooth as hell. He then leaned back and appeared to nod towards my wife's boobs. She looked down and I guess that became the conversation somehow. At the same time he had managed to start to move his hand up and down her leg a little even though her hand remained over his, I guess relaxing a little.

We watched her laugh and with her mobile phone hand did something with her bra straps that were clearly visible on her shoulders. He appeared excited at her reaction and managed to this time pull her towards him to kiss her quickly on the lips, while at the same time moving his arm down her back slightly off her shoulder. She said something to him, shaking her head.

He grinned and made his move. With some force pulled her body towards him as he tried to engage in a full on mouth to mouth kiss. Both of her hands reached for his chest to push him away. This looked like a full on struggle, I knew what it looked like to me, I half expected someone to run in and punch him in the face.

Quickly turning to Michelle, I saw her send another message to someone and she saw the concern on my face "It's all ok, keep watching." She sent another text as I turned to watch.

He now had my wife turned to face him, one hand on the middle of her back pulling her in and his other hand was high on her thigh at the hem of her skirt. Both of her hands were still against his chest. Their lips were still mashed together but she didn't appear to be struggling with him now. They were kissing, she was kissing him back. I relaxed a little knowing she was ok.

They then took a break, he let her go. I had to remind myself that this was all happening on a street, early in the morning next to a public park. Emily looked completely confused, she was almost panting, her hands didn't know where to go. I expected her to get up and run our way or at the very least push the hand off her thigh.

But he pulled her back and they started to kiss again. This time she didn't fight him at all, she simply opened her mouth and they started to enjoy the moment together. I could virtually hear her moaning into his mouth. His hand on her thigh was now moving smoothly up and down enjoying the feel of her leg.

Whilst they were mid kiss I was shocked to see someone come and sit next to them both. It was the younger man from just now that my wife had dismissed. She clearly detected him but wasn't able to free herself from the embrace, or maybe she didn't want to.

A few moments later they parted again. This time it was clear to see that Emily was being affected by this. Her breathing was laboured, her chest heaving, if we were closer I'd have caught her eyes glazed a little I was sure of it. The younger man was now part of the conversation and I noticed that the tramp's hand was now starting to edge her skirt up ever so slightly. She was still bewildered and confused, not stopping anything.

Something was said and the younger man leaned forward but she shook her head a no. That sprung the tramp into action again, but not before a nod to his new friend as he pulled my wife towards him and again their lips mashed. My amazing wife was putty in his hands. The other guy slid up closer and slightly behind my wife, taking one of her free hands, once she'd transferred her mobile to the other, and placing it over his cock. She didn't flinch, clearly enjoying the kiss, instead leaving her hand passively on his cock. He then leaned between the two kissers and grabbed a handful of boob, starting to really massage it.

Here she was having just had an evening with her first black man, god only knows what went on, because she hadn't had a chance to update us yet. Instead she's allowing two strangers to enjoy her body in a very public place. The change in her was truly amazing. I shifted in my seat as my cock strained against my underwear. My wife looked so sexual and wanton, almost like a teenager clubbing, face sucking on her latest boyfriend. I loved it.

The kissers separated and instantly the young man manoeuvred my wife towards himself so that she was tipping her head back allowing him to get a kiss in with her. He still had one hand on a boob. This freed up the original guy as he decided to put both hands on her leg nearest to us. Smoothly moving one hand between her thighs, vanishing under the skirt.

She jumped but didn't break the kiss. This was really kinky to watch. Here she was being felt up by strangers whilst sharing a seriously passionate snog. I could only guess what the man between her thighs was doing, but she had completely melted in their hands. I was sure that they could easily start anything at this stage.

However it wasn't to be as I heard a c***d loudly giggling. I looked over between us and them. There was a mother with two young c***dren heading their direction, having fun and making a lot of noise. This caught my wife's group's attention at the same time and suddenly everyone was aware and scrambling. The c***dren were oblivious to everything that was going on a few feet in front of them of course, but it sucked my wife out of her sexual haze.

Emily managed to jump to a standing position and quickly pulled her skirt back into place, but not before I think I caught a glimpse of either pussy or thong. Too far away to be sure but wow. And before anyone could blink my wife was heading our way. The two men left on the bench with probably some of the bluest balls in history.

Emily nodded to the mother as she passed and, locating our car, was soon slid into the back seat, her breathing still exasperated and rushed.

I turn to look at Emily in the back seat and see she is looking down at the floor and that her clothes had not fallen in a decent place. I could make out her bra but it seems her piercings aren't as noticeable because they are no longer in the slots in the bra to show them off. Her skirt is pulled tight and high across her thighs. I was so turned on by this appearance and what she's just done, that I'm dumbstruck and can't say anything.

Michelle chuckles and Emily looks up between us, flashing me a quick glance and an embarrassed smile but then looks out the window. I understand from her reaction that she doesn't want to talk, probably horny as well and considering what did and could have just happened.

Michelle starts the car up and we're on our way. I wanted to go home. I want to hear about last night. I want to lick my wifes pussy.

We quickly arrive and park at the restaurant. As we are walking from the car, I hear Michelle tell Emily "Emily, you're looking really gorgeous. Why don't you give Chris a treat and go fix your nipple rings in the bra like they are supposed to be. Chris and I really love seeing them that way!" I see Emily flash Michelle an exasperated look. There's a pause as she no doubt considers her answer but instead just heads off for the Ladies' Room as Michelle and I are brought to our table. Emily comes out to our table looking pretty much the same except for her nipple rings being much more noticeable in her tight top. She sits and keeps her eyes downward.

Michelle starts the conversation by putting her hand on Emily's arm "So, how was your evening with Nate?"

Emily sighs and looks around to see who might be able to hear. It seems everyone around us is engrossed in their own conversation but she's still worried about being overheard, again. With a bit of blush rising in her face, Emily looks to Michelle and says "Well, after you dropped me off for dinner, it was a lot like our last night out. Nate was a perfect gentleman while we ate and he then took me to a club I had never heard of before. It seemed to be a rather upscale place but" and she paused a moment, picking her words "I fit in nicely. Even this outfit fit in with what some of the other women there wore."

I was entranced at how calm Emily was recounting the evening. Michelle looked on as Emily seemed to pause in her description and prodded her to continue "So what all did you do at the club?" Emily looked down and softly continued "We danced and Nate continued to be a mostly gentleman, but this time it seemed more like he was 'showing' the upscale crowd there that I was his woman." she looked in my direction, testing me. "His hands would roam my body on the floor and some dancing sort of reduced to grinding into each other. By this point I was getting into all this and just went with the flow of what he was doing."

Emily sighed and took a break from talking, seeming like she was thinking about something before continuing while keeping her eyes on the table. "After a while, Nate just took my hand and led me to his car and back to his place."

We were interrupted by the waiter bringing our lunch and Michelle and I settled into eating. Emily ate very little and continued looking down the whole time. Emily then slowly lifted her face and looked me in the eyes and said "Chris, I'm so sorry, I enjoyed last night much more than I should have."

This was music to my ears, I reached out and held her hand and gave her a very heartfelt response "Emily, Dear, we've discussed this. You know I love you more than anything and this only makes me love you all the more." Michelle seemed to be fighting back a snide comment and it seemed she made a decision to be supportive "Yes, Emily, this is exactly what Chris wants and needs from you, and you know it is exactly what you need too."

Emily then seemed to look a bit more relaxed but still kept her head down "He took control." and she took a deep breath "Nate would tell me to take things off, first my top, to which he actually whistled when he saw my rings sticking through the bra slots, then my skirt. After a slow striptease with Nate's instructions, I was slowly dancing nude and got lost in the music. At some point, Nate just took my hand and led me to his bedroom where he lay me down and started kissing me all over while he was still dressed. He paid a lot of attention to all my body and as I started to relax more I got very turned on. Nate was not at all in a rush and took his time. I was totally unable to keep track of time but it seemed to go on all night!"

Emily looked around to make sure no one was looking and paused as though she was not sure what to say. "At first Nate got up and put on a condom and then mounted me slowly and lovingly. It took time but he patiently worked into me, I loved every second of his being in me."

Turning to me with sad eyes "I'm really sorry Chris, but for this to work I really do need to be honest with you and especially myself about all this." I looked deeply into her eyes and reassured her "Emily, this is really bringing us closer together! Please be honest with me, this makes me love you all the more!"

Emily continued "Nate really knows how to make a woman enjoy herself! I was so lost in the feeling, both physical and emotional, that I don't even remember any details. All I know is that I felt things I never felt before over and over. I know we took breaks and we slept some, but it's all such a blur now." Emily's face blossomed into a full on deep blush now and it looked like her breathing was erratic. Emily glanced between Michelle and me before looking down again and quietly said "All I really remember was at some point Nate told me it's morning and it's time to get ready to go. Nate left me alone while I cleaned up some and got dressed. Nate gave me a kiss as I was leaving and told me where to go to meet you at the car."

We sat in silence eating for a moment, letting it all sink in.

"You know what's next don't you Emily?" Michelle had decided to start the conversation back up again after our waiter had delivered the deserts.

The look on my wifes face was priceless. Her eyes open wide, darting between myself and Michelle. She simply looked scared. A few seconds passed after the waiter had left before Michelle repeated her question to her.


Emily simply shook her head "No I'm not doing that".