American Dream: Part 22 (Patreon)

Alfred: Saturday, 2:51 pm

I step out onto the deck to find my wife sitting with a cold lemonade chatting with Cody who stood beside her with a plate seasoned steaks ready for the warming grill.  Though they weren’t particularly close nor was their vibe particularly flirtatious just seeing the handsome young Cody standing over my seated wife gives me pangs of arousing jealousy.

“How’d it go?”  Sarah asks.

“She’s been warned.”  I say.  “And she’s okay.  With everything.”  She’s about to ask another question but I stop her.  “It’s done.  That was odd enough already and I’d rather not dwell on it.  Let’s just leave it at she wishes us all the best.”

“Alright then.”  She smiles.  “Speaking of odd conversations…”  She looks to Cody.

He smirks.  “Sarah tells me that you’re into cuckolding.”

My head swims and my face heats with an intense blush.  “Buhh…”

“Chill boss man.”  He chuckles.  “I’ve been there and done that.”

Sarah nods excitedly.  “Some of the other couples they used to swing with had cuckold boyfriends.  Didn’t I tell you it was common?”

“Uhhh…”

“Comes with the territory of having a big hog.”  He says as casually as commenting on the weather.  “I swear half the dudes we swung with were cucks, whether they admitted it or not.  Some of the stuff they used to say, ha!  It was fun though.”

“Isn’t that wonderful!”  Sarah peeps happily.  “Cody already knows how to be a bull.”

“Bull?”

“Yeah!  He can cuckold you really good.”

“Sarah!” I hiss, glancing left and right.  “Keep your voice down.”

“Oops!”  She covers her mouth.  “Sorry.”

“No worries King.”  He winks at me and gives me a desirous look up and down.  “We’ll protect that pride for ya.  Nobody needs to know but us.”

“Uh…thanks?”  What the hell else could I say?  God this was weird!

“Cody says we can have sex with him anytime we want.”  Sarah says.  “Even tonight!  But only us.”

“I’m done with swinging.”  He says as he opens the grill to lay the slabs of beef down to a satisfying sizzle.  “I need a bit of stability for awhile.  Crystal was exciting and all but being with her was…a lot.”  He pauses and looks over at me with a serious look then back down again.  “I’ve been admiring you for awhile now…but when you told me that you liked me back, well, it changed things.  It changed everything King.  Even if your interest is just physical.  I know I’ll just be your boy toy for awhile but I think I need this right now as I figure things out.”

“Cody.”  Sarah says.  “You are NOT just a boy toy.  Don’t talk like that.  You already mean so much to us.”

“Thank you Sarah.”  He says.  “I’m just sayin.  I know you two are meant for each other.  And I don’t want to mess up what you guys got going together even if I could…have Alfred for my own.  You two are a real inspiration, ya know?”

“Aww.”  Sarah smiles and holds a hand out toward me.  I step forward and take her hand.  “Nothing is ever going to break Alfred and I apart.  Don’t you worry about that.”  She squeezes my hand tight.  “It’s kinda funny.  Just as you’re reeling things back we are only beginning to explore new things.”

“And we’re meeting in the middle.”  Cody says, closing the grill lid and turning to us.  “Ha ha!  I’m honored to be your first plus one.  This should be fun while it lasts.”

“Rrrm…”  I swallow to moisten my throat as I find my voice again.  “…ahem, nothing’s been decided yet.”

“That’s right.”  Sarah says with another squeeze to my hand.  “After you there might not be any others.”

“So it’s still up in the air whether you two wanna…?”  He leaves the question hanging in the air.

With the hard reality of what Sarah and I had been playing with this past week suddenly staring me in the face I wasn’t nearly so sure as I once was.  Could I actually handle seeing my wife with another man?  Could I be with another man?  Was Cody the right man to try this stuff out with?  These were unknowns that couldn’t be answered easily.

Sarah had no such qualms.  “Oh no!  We definitely want to be with you Cody.  Isn’t that right Alfred?”

“Well…um…”

She looks up at me adoringly.  “I know how much you want to see me with another man.”  She blushes.  “And now that I know it’s possible…I want to see you with another man too.”  This time it’s Cody who blushes leaving us a trio of pink faced horny fools.  “He’s big.  Just like you wanted.  Just like…just like I wanted.”  That last comment now has the blood flowing to my dick as well as my cheeks.  “Even bigger than Rocco.”

“Rocco?”  Cody asks.

“My dildo.”  Sarah answers.  She looks up at me and leans in, rubbing her hand against my thigh.  “I want to be sexy for you Alfred.  I want to drive you wild with desire.  I want you to reclaim me after he’s done with me.”  She smiles the purest of smiles.

What could I say?  I would have rather we spoke of this in private first but her sweet, open, innocence was part of the reason I treasured her so dearly.  It’s what started us on this whole journey in the first place.  I could hardly fault her for it now.  And it’s not like she was lying or anything.  She was just bringing the twisted truth out into the sun.

“Not to pressure ya boss man, but I kinda just dumped my girl for you.”  Cody says, his voice soft to the point of vulnerable.  “I’ll understand but…I’d really like you to be my first.”  He shifts nervously.  “I want a man I can trust.  A man who likes me for who I am, not what I’m packing.”

“Ohhhh.”  Sarah melts to Cody’s openness.  “Can’t we please Alfred?  Please?”

“Please?”  Cody adds as he comes in to kneel beside her across from me.

I look down at the pair of them peering back up at me with big, beseeching eyes.  It was all too much for a guy like me.  I never could say to no to Sarah, and now with her having backup I stood no chance at all.

I sigh and awkwardly scratch the back of my head as I buckle to their pressure and my own kinky desires. “Alright!  Geez.”

“Yes!”  They both say in unison, then proceed to giggle at the same time.

“You two are too much.”  I say with a wink.  “I don’t know if I’ll regret this…but I know I’ll regret not trying.”

“Tonight?”  Sarah asks, hope brimming over in her excited expression.

“Tonight.”  I nod.  “After dinner.”

***

Sarah, 4:34 pm

What a wonderful meal the three of us share!

After Alfred’s big decision it had started with some anxious tension hanging between us.  How could it not?  We were all forging into parts unknown here.  But as the minutes passed by the conversation began to flow and our whole energy gradually melded into a comfortable amiability.  It helped that Alfred and Cody knew each other so well already.  All of their experience as work colleagues gave them an ample bedrock for their new budding friendship.  It also helped, a lot, that Cody was experienced in having multiple partners.  He picked up on Alfred’s nervous reluctance, sometimes even before I did, and was quick to ease my husband’s nerves with a well timed quip or assurance.

As Alfred’s assistant at work Cody was already accustomed to attending to his wants and needs and this new situation seemed just a natural extension of that.  For myself I found that I adored having somebody to dote on Alfred with.  Had it been another woman I would have been beside myself with jealousy, but as it was the pair of us have a blast treating my King like true royalty and I could not have been happier.  And boy do we spoil him!

Alfred got the the prime seat with his back to the house overlooking his kingdom.  He got the biggest and choicest cut of meat.  He got the most and the best of the sides.  If Alfred needed his drink refilled I was right there to do it.  If the sun got in his eyes Cody was on his feet shifting the canopy umbrella.  Cody and I hung on his words and laughed at his Dad jokes not to humor him but because we were genuinely entertained.  Cody was enjoying our tag team pampering just as much as I was.  It became a bit of a game between us who could look after him quicker and better.

My poor Alfred was overwhelmed by it all.  He thanked us and insisted he didn’t need such treatment but I could see he was secretly lapping it up.  And seeing that twinkle in his eyes made my heart sing.  I would be with a hundred more men or none at all if it meant seeing that joy come out in my husband’s eyes.  This was so unlike the cuckolding that I read about on those websites where the ‘bulls’ and the wives belittled and degraded the cuckold husband, but for us this seemed to be working.  This was just…fun!

But underlying all of it was the very palpable sexual electricity that cracked between each of us individually and all of us collectively.  A glance here.  The brush of hand there.  A silence that would linger a few seconds longer.  The nervous titters that would follow.  The meal and the company were excellent but it was the sex that would follow that kept the spice of suspense tingling among us.  When would it start?  How would it start?  Who would be the first to broach the subject?  It lay there beneath every story and joke and shared bit of laughter.

“This is SO good!”  Cody groans through a full mouth as crumbs sprinkle from his lips.  “Oh my God.”

“Best apple pie in the world.”  Alfred says proudly with a stroke down my shoulder.

“You two!”  I swat away their over the top praise of my baking.  “Men and their stomachs.”

“Seriously Queen!”  Cody polishes his piece off in a giant bite, his eyes rolling back.  “Mmmmm!”

“There’s more if you want it.” I giggle.

“Yesh pleashe!”

I am only too happy to serve our host/guest another hearty piece of homemade pie.  The Mom in me couldn’t help but be pleased to see someone enjoying their food.  Though I knew he was enjoying it just as much Alfred, like me, was picking at his dessert in small nibbles.  And I knew exactly why because I was doing the same myself.  This was a huge moment for my husband and I.  We’d both been virgins when we met and we’d never been with anybody since.  As the meal drew to a close whatever was going to happen afterward came that much closer.  Time and again we looked at each other, checking in on the other, and each time we saw the green light to keep going.  We were nervous, yes, but the desire had only grown.  I thought for certain it would be Cody to finally broach the subject but to my surprise it was Alfred.

“You’re sure about this Cody?”  Alfred says with a firm look across to the younger man.  “Don’t feel pressured or manipulated.  This won’t change a thing for you at work.  This has nothing to do with any of that.”

Cody looks to me then back to him.  He swallows hard and clears his mouth of pie with a drink.  “I know Alfred.  I want this.  I want this more than anything.”  He reaches across to take my husband’s hand.  After a moment’s hesitation he takes it and grips it hard.  “I want this more than anything.  Anything!  You two are so hot.  You have no idea how hard it’s been not to throw myself at you this afternoon.”

“Oh my!”  I gasp.

“Heh.”  Alfred smirks.  “I can’t believe we’re talking like this so openly.  I can’t believe we’re doing this.”  He looks at me.  “I can’t believe you started all this.”

I smile back at him and place my hand over theirs.

He takes a deep breath and slowly nods.  “Alright then.  Let’s clean up and do this then.”

“Oh no!”  Cody says.  “You sit right there King.  You go relax and let me worry about the clean up.”

“Not if I have anything to do with it!”  I say as I bolt to my feet.

The very next moment Cody and I are in a race to clear the table and clean the dishes.  Alfred moves inside to kick back on the sofa.  “Ya know.  A guy could get used to this!”

Part 23