You look at the bed, and see...

...amid the tossed and wet sheets, a muscular, but strangely short, Latino man with olive skin, close-cropped hair, broad shoulders, muscular thighs, and a round butt laying on his side, facing away from you. He's naked, playing on his phone.

"Baby, this is Enrique," Alice says, "Enrique, this is my fiance..." she says, giggling. Enrique looks behind him, says, "what's up?" before rolling on his back, and you finally see what has Alice so cum drunk. The man's impressively-thick, uncut, cock which is at least six inches soft, flops over his thigh as he moves. The man is bigger soft than you are hard, and as if that weren't enough, an enormous pair of balls rests on his thigh beside his cock.

The sight of the man's impressive package leaves you feeling incredibly embarrassed and self-conscious, and you resist the urge to hide your own caged genitals behind your hands and run. Worse, you feel even if you were to get angry by Alice's tryst with him, the man for his musculature despite his height would easily overpower you. You feel incredibly inadequate and jealous, which strangely makes you feel even more aroused than you were before, as Alice hops in bed with the man and cuddles her lover.

"I ordered us pizza, baby girl," the man says, wrapping an arm around her. He kisses her head as she snuggles into him, still cum drunk, saying to you, "for all three of us if you could eat".

"I..." you stagger out, not entirely sure just what to think at this moment. You say, "yeah, actually, I could eat...uh, thank you?"

The man says, "it's cool, bro. I do this all the time. Gotta show some respect, you know?" Before you can ask the man exactly what that means, he asks, "you got the tip, though? I don't carry cash."

Alice says, still cuddling Enrique, absent-mindedly running her fingers up and down his large, soft, penis. "There's a ten in my purse, baby," she says.

"Uh, okay..." you say, still a bit confused. Enrique says, "have a seat, man. You look like you're about to pass out." You sit on the edge of the bed, still incredibly confused by the strange turn of events. Enrique asks bluntly, "you two been into the cuck life long?"

The word, and its accuracy of the situation, hits you like a slap to the face. Your jaw drops and you attempt to say something, but the words don't come out. You just close your mouth, and furrow your brow, trying to hide your shock.

Alice says, "it's a new thing...really new. This is actually the first time I...set anything up."

"Coulda fooled me," Enrique says, "you sounded like a real pro in the other room".

Alice giggles. "Thanks," she says.

You can't help yourself but ask, "you...do this often?"

Enrique shrugs, "yeah, it's my thing. I got like five or six hotwives and cuckoldresses who have me on speed dial. Hardly ever get to chill after, though. Most of 'em want me gone after I bust my nut so they can do shit with their husbands. Kinda weird sometimes, bro."

"Sucks for you," you say, only half sarcastically because the man's comment actually makes you feel a bit sorry for him. You'd have committed **** to have this man's lifestyle, before you met Alice. Still, somehow, talking to the man after Alice has just fucked him sets you at ease with the situation, while adding a strange, even more humiliating, element to it, especially watching Alice cling to him while playing with his cock.

Alice sits up, leaning over to give Enrique a kiss on the mouth. Giving his cock a squeeze, she says, "I'm gonna take my shower. Boys, play nice now," she grins, walking out of the room and leaving the two of you in the room together, alone and naked. An incredible, awkward, silence descends on the room as you fidget a bit, trying not to look again at Enrique's cock.

"By the way, I saw Day of Honor on your watchlist while Alice was sucking my cock on the couch. You watch?"

"Yeah, I -- Alice sucked your cock?" you ask. She didn't mention that, making you wonder what you tasted on her lips when she kissed you.

"A little, her jaw started hurting and she gave up. You get to the part about Anzio yet?"

"Not yet, I just started. I haven't gotten past Sicily yet."

"Bro..." the two of you start talking about the show, and for a minute you almost forget you're both naked, and you're talking to a man who just fucked your fiance's brains out. You lose track of time, and the doorbell rings.

"Shit, that's the pizza," you say. "I'll be right back," getting up to grab the pizza and return to the conversation.