Finally!

It was Saturday morning.

Over breakfast, we sit drinking coffee. Helen is wearing a transparent pink babydoll. I mean who does that outside porn videos? Her nipples are clearly visible and after all this time I am demented with lust and frustration. I know better than to try and start something. But I can't take my eyes off her. She is flirting with me... she can see the pain and the frustration she is causing. Did I say demented?

Would you like to play?

"GOD YES!"

A raised eyebrow. A suspicion of a smile. Brown eyes looking into mine... analysing.

"God Yes, Mistress! Please...."

"Good Cuck. Wait for me"

"And Cuck, wear the panties"

5 minutes later I am sat in the kitchen waiting. Just in panties and a cock cage. Of course, I'm horny and more than a bit fearful of what she has planned for me.

After about an hour, Helen comes down the stairs. She looks ready to fuck. There is no other way to say it. Hair, makeup, tight red dress, heels, anklet. The full works. I am really concerned (excited?) now.

Just as she enters the kitchen, there is a knock at the door. I panic, the front door has a glass panel and a clear line of sight to the door to the kitchen. I can't flee upstairs without the risk of being seen. I step back from the door, behind the centre island. Well out of sight.

"One minute!" Helen goes to the door "Oh hi Bob, come in"

Come in? Are you mad?

And she walks into the kitchen. Bob, Rachel's husband is following. I have no option but to duck down out of sight behind the centre island.

"Hi Helen. Just came to drop these off" Helen sits on a stool. From my low position I can see the lower half of her body.

"Thanks, want a glass of wine? Yes? Would you mind getting two glasses from the cupboard. The wine is in the fridge."

Clicks, the sound of wine into glass and I see Bob's feet in front of Helen."

" I can't help but notice the anklet. Do you know what that means nowadays?"

"I do" NO, no, no.... don't go there, not with Bob. He's a player... you can't bluff with him like that

"And is that the case with you?" chancing his hand... you sneaky bastard

"It is, fancy your chances?" coquettish, playful tone of voice. No... NO!! You wouldn't? You're not playing are you...?

I see a hand on her knee. I can tell he is leaning in. "I would love a chance to play" the hand slides higher "especially looking like that. Special occasion?"

"It is now" Oh shit! She's not really going to do this, is she?

And they kiss. I risk looking out round the corner and Helen is looking at me. She winks. Hi is moving in hands on hips, legs moving between her legs apart. I am getting used to the fact that Helen never seems to wear panties nowadays. I can see her sex, under her dress. Oh shit, oh shit,, oh shit... this was just fantasy play...

"Would you like to the this to the bedroom?"

"Right here works for me, lover"

"Right here?"

"Right here, why don't you show me what you've got" Oh... my... god... She's really doing this!!!

I heard the sound of a zip... "Mmmmm... that looks nice."

"Better than your husband's dick"

"Much better!" Oh god...

"Where is the wimp?"

"He's around. But we don't need to worry about him. He's not man enough to stop me having fun."

_You're challenging me. You're actually challenging me to stop this, knowing I am kneeling here in panties and a cage. And we both knew I wouldn't stop her. This was the game and I had lost. I was going to be cuckolded whilst I watched. Emasculated and humiliated on my knees in my own kitchen. Oh god, this is agony_

If I angled my head slightly I could see up to the midriff. I could see his cock out of his trousers, and Helen's hand stroking it. It was much larger than mine. She was reclining back slightly, legs spread and he was running a finger up and down her slit, and occasionally dipping in. Helen was slightly reclining on the stool, hips thrust forward, legs wide, pussy totally exposed. I could see his cock was lined up to her pussy."

And he moved his hips forward. As if in slow motion, the head of his cock nuzzled up against her slit, pushes forward slightly, her lips opened and the head slides in and pauses at the widest point. I look up... and realised that I have craned my neck forward too much to see. They were both looking down at me. Our eyes locked. Helen looking at me, lust and excitement on her face. Bob with a look of superiority and victory.

And he thrusts forward. His cock pushes in. Helen gasped "OH GOD.... IT SO BIG!!!