Decisive evening

Kyle shifted in his seat, making himself as comfortable as he could on the armrest of the couch. He watched as Sarah stretched her long, lithe legs out in front of her, showing of her thighs and calves to him. "Do you like my legs?" she asked him, batting her long eyelashes coquettishly. "They're for you." Kyle couldn't help but smile. "They're beautiful," he replied, reaching over to caress her thigh.

Sarah was softly moaning as Kyle caressed her thigh, his touch making her skin tingle. Kyle's hands traveled higher, moving closer and closer to her sex. He could feel her breath quicken, but instead of continuing his advance, he retracted back to her knees, eliciting a long disappointed moan, "Ohh, such a tease you are!

"I'm just enjoying your body," Kyle replied, his voice low and husky, "I could spend hours exploring it." He let his hands wander even further back to her toes, tracing circles around each one before gently massaging her arch.

Sarah's breath hitched as she felt a shiver run up her spine. She leaned back into the couch, her eyes closing as she let the sensation wash over her. "Mmm," she moaned, "that feels so good." She wriggled her toes, trying to encourage Kyle to continue his ministrations.

Kyle grinned, taking her invitation to heart. He began to slowly knead her arch, digging his fingers deeper with each pass. His other hand traveled back up her leg, skimming along her inner thigh, teasing her with each featherlight touch. Sarah let out a soft gasp, her body tensing under his touch. "Oh God," she breathed, "that's perfect." Her hand found her way to her naked nipple, rolling it between her fingers, hardening it further.

As he continued to work his magic on her feet, Kyle could see Sarah getting more and more wet between her legs. One of her hands had wandered down to her sex, lightly fingering herself as she became more and more aroused by his touch. "Oh, Daddy," she moaned, "I wish you would be inside me right now."

Chad's heart skipped a beat as he heard those words. He had only been back from work for a few minutes, and managed to sneak up on the two of them. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing pulse as he surveyed the scene before him. Sarah lied on a couch with her legs planted around Kyle's frame. Suddenly her head left the cushion and she looked at her husband. "Chad, next time call before you come home!" she exclaimed.

Kyle smiled at Sarah, his fingers still moving against her skin. "It's okay, Sarah. I didn't mind." He glanced over at Chad, noticing the strange expression on his face. "What's wrong, Chad? You look a little flustered."

Chad looked at his wife's expression change as she realized he was looking at her naked forms, "I was just going to bed, I had a long week." He paused, taking in the scene in front of him. "Look, I'm sorry if I interrupted anything, but I'm really tired."

Kyle grinned, "No need to apologize. We were just having a little fun." He winked at Chad, who could feel a knot form in his stomach.

Sarah rolled her eyes, "Daddy, you are forgetting something." She glanced back at Chad, who was still standing in the doorway. "Go get changes and come back in the living room!" After giving him an order she leaned into Kyle and passionately kissed him. "Daddy, I will be back shortly!" With that she quickly left the living room.

In five minutes time, Sarah was again snuggled cloth to Kyle, this time nestled into his side. Chad came down to the living room, feeling a little inadequate standing in front of his naked wife and Kyle. He knew he should say something, but the words just wouldn't come out.

"Look, Chad," Sarah began, her tone a mixture of exasperation and resignation. "We've talked about this. Daddy and I've bought everything, so let's just get on with it. Lower your pants!" Chad hesitated, his gaze flickering between Sarah and Kyle. His heart raced, and he felt a hot flush creep up his neck. "What do you mean?" He asked, his voice cracking. "I don't understand what's happening here."

Sarah rolled her eyes with a sigh and threw a cock cage onto the coffee table. "Chad, I told you about this. Now stop being so selfish and put your pants down." She looked at Kyle, who nodded in agreement.

Chad's face flushed with anger. "You're really going to do this?" He demanded, his voice shaking. "You're really going to put my cock in a fucking cage?"

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "I'm not doing this to be cruel, Chad. I'm doing it because it's for the best. Now, why do you think I want your dick to get caged?"

Chad looked at her, his anger replaced by confusion. "What do you mean?"

Sarah took a deep breath. "Look, Chad. I love you. I want what's best for us. And right now, that means keeping your dick under control." She gestured toward Kyle. "You see how he's able to make me feel good without any of this?" Sarah grabbed Kyle's junk that quickly hardened in her hand. "I want this, okay. A hard cock to make me feel good."

Chad looked at Kyle, then back at Sarah. He felt a lump forming in his throat. "But...I thought...I can make you feel good."

Sarah sighed. "I know you have your uses, but that thing between your legs doesn't seem to be one of them right now." She leaned back on the couch, while jerking Kyle's cock slowly, watching Chad's reaction. He was fuming, his face red with anger and embarrassment, it really looked like he was going to explode. Sarah smiled, "You know, I cannot even say that I will miss it."

That seemed to be the last straw for Chad. His face flushed with rage, and his fists clenched at his sides. "Sarah! You can't just do this to me! I'm your husband! I love you!" He shouted, taking a step forward. But before he could say anything else, Sarah held up a hand, her expression calm but firm.

"Chad, please," she said, her voice steady. "I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm just trying to protect us. And right now, this is the best way I know how." She gestured to Kyle, who nodded in agreement. "Look, I know you can make me feel good in other ways. And I know you can be a good husband to me. But right now, this is what we need to do."

Chad felt a lump forming in his throat. His anger was still there, burning brightly beneath the surface, but something else was there too. Something like despair. He looked down at the floor, unable to meet Sarah's eyes. "But...I don't want this," he whispered. "I don't want you to do this."

Sarah reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently. "I know, baby," she said softly. "And I'm sorry. But it's for the best, okay? I need you to understand that." She glanced at Kyle, who nodded in agreement.

Chad swallowed hard, feeling like a weight was pressing down on his chest. He looked up at Sarah, tears welling in his eyes. "Can...can I at least try?" he asked, his voice barely audible. "I promise I'll make you feel good, I swear."

Sarah hesitated for a moment, glancing at Kyle. He nodded, smirking at the expected spectacle. "I think it's only fair," he said smugly. "Give him a chance, at least."

Slowly, Sarah opened her legs, revealing her inviting folds to her husband. He stumbled forward, eyes wide with determination, and positioned himself between her thighs. His hands shook as he reached for his belt, undoing it and letting his pants fall to the floor. He was now completely naked, his body tense with anticipation.

Chad looked up at Sarah, reaching out for a kiss, but she pulled away, her expression sympathetic but firm. "Not now Chad! Focus on what is down there!" She nodded between his legs. He swallowed hard, feeling a stab of shame and humiliation. "Just...give me a minute."

Time seemed to slow down as Chad struggled to get aroused. His mind raced with thoughts of Sarah and their life together, but none of it seemed to help. His heart ached for her, wanting nothing more than to make her feel good, to be the husband she deserved. But as the seconds ticked by, his frustration grew, and he felt a burning shame begin to creep over him.

Sarah watched him, her expression a mixture of pity and understanding. She reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently. "It's okay, Chad," she said softly. "I know this is hard for you. But we need to do what's best for us right now."

Chad felt his cheeks flush with shame. He wanted nothing more than to make her feel good, to be the man she deserved. He looked down at his limp body, feeling like a failure. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I can't...I can't do this."

Kyle chuckled, a cruel sound that only served to intensify Chad's humiliation. "Well, it looks like we're going to have to find another solution," he said, his tone mocking. "I mean, Sarah's not going to be satisfied with this."

Sarah smiled and licked her lips, feeling a twinge of pity for her husband. "It's okay, Chad," she said softly. "But now get the cage and put it on." She gestured towards the bedside table where the cage was resting. Chad nodded, his eyes still fixed on his wife's naked body as she went on her knees between Kyle's legs. He slowly reached for the cage, as he watched the back of his wife's head as she went down on Kyle, making gurgling sounds as she took his cock deeper into her mouth.

He felt a strange mixture of emotions as he put the cold metal contraption over his soft member. It was not only humiliating to have his own wife pleasuring another man while he stood there, helpless and exposed, but also to have this device locked around his cock, rendering him completely powerless. He could feel the weight of it as it rested against his balls, and the cold metal made his skin tingle.

Sarah glanced up at him, showing her lips covered in spit and Kyle's precum, "The key, give it to me and go to sleep!," she growled. Chad, still unable to process the situation, reached out, hand shaking, and dropped it into her open palm. She nodded, and turned back to Kyle's cock, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking gently before taking him deeper into her throat. Chad stood there for ten seconds before realizing that his wife's naked ass finally had an effect on his own caged cock. Not wanting to make it worse for himself he quickly left the room, sliding under the covers of the bed and curling into a ball.

Following her husband's leave, Sarah slowly pulled away from Kyle, her lips glistening with his seed. She gazed up at him with a satisfied smile, her chest rising and falling in gentle breaths. She used her hands to get on her legs, and then slowly lowered herself onto Kyle's wet cock. The soft flesh of her inner thighs slid against his hardness, sending a jolt of pleasure through them both. She leaned in to Kyle, "You like that Daddy? You liked watching my husband caging himself?"

Kyle groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "God, Sarah, you're amazing." He thrust his hips forward, pushing deeper inside her, feeling the warmth of her body envelop him. "No condom today?" he asked breathlessly, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

Sarah arched her back, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor. "I thought you could use a little... special treatment," she panted, her words barely audible over the sound of their flesh slapping together. "But, we should be careful or Daddy's baby will grow here," her hand grabbed Kyle's palm and placed on her belly, "and then what would we tell my little hubby?" she grinned mischievously.

Kyle growled, his hips bucking wildly before stopping, "Yea, that would be no fun!" he slapped her ass nodding to her to get off. Sarah looked back for a bit as if hiding her face before climbing off him and kneeling between his legs. She smiled at him before taking his cock into her mouth, and pulling on his thighs.