New living arrangements

“Get out of those clothes, then get on your knees. I’m gonna cum on your face and then you’re gonna lick it all up.”

The waiter stood patiently as my wife removed the rest of her clothing. I was on fire with anger. My chest burned and my breathing deepened.

“Don’t get too cranky now, unless you want to lick the cum off her face?”

I stared daggers at the waiter. I slowed my breathing down and I stopped trying to move. I resigned myself to just watch at the moment. But if he let his guard down I would kill him. Kill him and be done with this. So I sat patiently.

“Good boy, now your wife’s name is Melons, because that’s all people will remember about her. Her fat tits. So Melons, you want to say what you feel about your husband now?”

As my wife dropped her panties to the floor she stood upright and smiled at the waiter. “Oh yes I would.” She purred seductively. “Your cock never satisfied me. Only master’s cock can make me cum, and only his baby batter is for me. I’d drink it like water if I could. I want it in me, around me, on me, all over m….”

“Okay that’s enough. Suck my cock and make me cum.”

My wife’s head shot at his crotch like someone had grabbed her head shoved it down. She immediately started gagging. I came at the sight again. My cock pulsed with each bob. I came over and over, and couldn’t stop. I felt like my head was gonna explode watching her. Finally she pulled her head away, and master (had I always called him that?) shot his hot spunk right onto her face. She screamed as her pussy gushed on the floor in orgasm.

“Now do as I said and lick it up.”

My wife wiped the cum from her face and licked her fingers. She shivered, and so did I. I felt like someone was teasing my cock, just licking the very tip of it, but keeping me just out of reach of orgasm.

“Good slut. Alright, cucky you will drive us to your house. I’m gonna stay with you guys for the foreseeable future.”

As I sat there on the brink of orgasm my mind barely registered what he said, but his words took root in my mind. I stood up and started walking to the car. I hated every second. My body would only listen to him right now. I wanted to punch him, I wanted to rip his head off, but my body obediently walked to the car.