So Annie had this guy over for a fun session. They’d met on one of the apps, been chatting for a while, and eventually she arranged for him to come over. Let’s be frank about this. We’re all adults here. She invited him over for sex.
He was in his mid-thirties, really good-looking, confident as hell, and honestly a fun guy to be around. I met him at the door, brought him back to the bedroom, and figured my role in the evening was basically done. Annie hadn’t planned on me participating, so I was getting ready to excuse myself and leave them to it.
Then he stopped me.
“Wait,” he said. “Let’s do this together.”
That froze me for a second.
Now, I’m currently in one of Annie’s “discipline periods,” where I’m not allowed to fuck her or taste her pussy. So I must have had a complete deer-in-the-headlights expression because before I could even answer, he laughed and said, “I know you don’t get to fuck her, but you can help me.”
And somehow that made it even hotter and more humiliating at the same time.
So that became my role.
Assistant.
He had me hold Annie’s legs while he fucked her. And yes, it was exactly as intense and surreal as it sounds. A couple times he’d pull out, reposition, and tell me to help him slip back inside her. “Zeek, slip my dick back inside your wife.”
So there I was, grabbing another guy’s cock and guiding him back into my wife while she laid there enjoying every second of it.
I remember looking at Annie at one point like, “Can you believe this?” and she just smirked at me. Completely relaxed. Completely in control. Clearly loving the situation.
Then she called me a “good boy.”
And honestly? That’s my kryptonite.
You call me a good boy in the right tone and my brain basically shuts off. I just want to keep pleasing you. So after that, I stopped overthinking and just focused on helping however they wanted.
And weirdly enough, things settled into this rhythm. Him fucking her. Me helping position her legs or steadying things when asked. Annie enjoying both the attention and the power trip of having the two of us focused entirely on her.
By the end of it, they had me help clean him up too, which definitely reinforced where I stood in the hierarchy of that room.
And the crazy thing?
I walked away from the experience feeling oddly proud of myself. Like I had done a good job helping my wife have an amazing time.
Yeah. My life has gotten really weird.
i know how it feels specially in the first time and conflict of emotions, but at the end yes we want to please Your Wife, Your Mistress, Your Owner, the way She wants just to see this look of pleasure in Her eyes and that She’s proud of Her property .