An Invitation

The hallway is quiet as I make my way out of the building. Considering how much I've been running around today, it's nice to have a moment to myself. Still, it's a bit odd to walk down here all alone. Actually, now that I think about it, the last few times I walked down this hall were the times I ran into-

"Hey, hot stuff! Slow down for a sec!" I hear a familiar voice call out to me.

I turn around to see none other than Phoebe Suzuki jogging a toward me. Huh. What a coincidence. However, this time she's not alone, as Louisa Collins follows closely behind, still looking quite embarrassed. I guess the two love birds wanted to see me off. How sweet. But seriously, I wonder what they're doing here. I can only assume it's something important if Phoebe came back on campus despite her wife already having been satisfied.

I slow down so the two women can catch up to me. As they do, I notice a big smile on Phoebe's face. A bit of an odd expression to have after you've been cucked over the phone earlier the same day. I also notice that Louisa's skin seems a bit smoother than it was this morning. She must be starting to get younger. Once all three of us are standing together, Phoebe glances at Louisa.

"Well? Go ahead," she prompts her wife.

"Um... fine," Louisa replies before taking a step closer to me. "Hey, Matt... Phoebe was wondering if-"

"AHEM!" Phoebe clears her throat loudly.

"Phoebe and I were wondering..." Louisa corrects herself, "if you would like to come over to our apartment for dinner sometime..."

I stand there for a moment in stunned silence. Surely I must have misheard her.

"Hold on... you're telling me that after I fucked you up the ass," I start as I point at Louisa, "while you were listening and touching yourself," I move my finger to Phoebe, "the two of you collectively decided that the best course of action at this point would be to invite me over for dinner?"

"Shh!" Louisa hushes me. "You don't have to let the whole school know!"

"Calm down, Lou. There's no one here. And even if there was, who cares? We're all old enough to make our own decisions," Phoebe points out. "And to answer your question, Matt: yes, that's exactly what we're telling you. Louisa won't admit she had a good time with you today, but I'd recognize the sound of her moans from anywhere."

Phoebe shivers a bit after saying those words. I'm guessing she just pictured me fucking her wife again.

"And you're totally cool with all of this?" I ask.

"I was a bit unsure at first, but the more I think about it, the more wound up the idea makes me. I don't know why, but the thought of her choosing you over me... Woo! My pussy is tingling already! Though I do hope if something happens again, next time you two will let me join in on the fun too..."

God, this woman really has no issue laying it all out, does she? While Louisa still seems rather uncomfortable, she doesn't seem too surprised seeing her wife act so flirtatiously with another person. I guess that's just how Phoebe is, and Louisa has gotten used to it.

"So when exactly were you hoping to have this little get-together?" I ask Phoebe.

Phoebe looks over to Louisa, waiting for her to answer. After a moment of silence, Phoebe reaches over and slaps Louisa on the ass, causing her to jump. A woman after my own heart...

"Uh... can you do Thursday evening?" Louisa suggests.

Before I can answer, Phoebe gives Louisa another firm spank.

"Ah, ah, ah. I thought we talked about this, sweetie. Ask him properly."

"D-do I have to?"

"You want to feel his dick inside you again, don't you?"

Clearly, Phoebe is the one who wears the pants in this relationship. I never took Louisa for a particularly dominant person, but I wouldn't have expected her to ever act this submissive. She's certainly never this timid while she's teaching. Perhaps due to her being a more sexual person, Phoebe just naturally takes charge in the bedroom. Or maybe she's just taking advantage of Louisa's embarrassment to get what she wants. Whatever the reason is, it's amusing to have the cuckquean be the one in control.

Louisa seems to consider her options before speaking again. Obviously, she and her wife have had some sort of discussion about how this conversation would go beforehand, but it seems like Louisa has gotten cold feet. However, after giving her moment, she eventually lets out a relenting sigh.

"P-please, Matt. Will you please come over on Thursday and use your asswhore? I want to feel your... your perfect cock inside my tight little asshole again," she recites while looking down at the ground the entire time.

It takes everything I have not to burst out in laughter at that speech. You could feel how difficult it was for her to get those word out, and yet, I think there was a part of her that was being geniune. I mean, why else would she agree to say all of that if at least part of her didn't me to fuck her again?

What makes this situation even better is after Louisa is finished, Phoebe leans over and gives her a loving kiss on the cheek.

"See? That wasn't so hard. I'm proud of you, baby. I love you so much," Phoebe emphasizes with another kiss. "So, what do you think, Matt? Think you can swing by for dinner? Your asswhore and I would really appreciate it..."

Sometimes I wonder what the most absurd moment has been since I got the Random Remote. There are just too many to count. And while I don't know for sure, I've got to imagine this one cracks the top five. That being said, I'd have to be crazy to refuse an offer like that.

I quickly agree to the couple's invitation. Phoebe doesn't hesitate to show her delight, and while she tries to hide it, I can tell Louisa is excited too. We spend the next little bit working out the details before parting ways. I also tell Phoebe to make sure to keep Louisa warm until I get there, a request that she responds to with just a smirk. Seeing Louisa impossibly horny this morning really did something for me, so if Phoebe can get her worked up again, that can only make our date more interesting, if you ask me.

As the two turn around to leave, I, of course, take the opportunity to use the remote. Obviously, Louisa isn't going to have anything so soon, so I instead focus my aim on Phoebe. And just like her wife this morning, she has a branch of her own ready. I guess the two really were made for each other.

- SELECTED TARGET: PHOEBE SUZUKI -

Select Attribute Branch

A - PATHETIC PARTNER

The more aroused the target's spouse is, the more they will want to humiliate and **** the target. The target will experience intense arousal anytime their spouse belittles them as a result of this attribute.

B - DON'T MIND ME

While engaging in any kind of sexual activity that involves someone other than the target, the target's spouse will have no memory of the target's existence and will be completely unable to see or hear them. The target will experience intense arousal anytime they are ignored by their spouse in this way.

Interesting. It seems like both of these changes primarily affect Louisa rather than Phoebe herself. The only thing either of these do to Phoebe is make her turned on by whatever Louisa's new behavior is. They also seem to be accomplishing similar things, just with different flavors.

To me, option A seems more like the classic cuckolding thing, at least as I understand it. The person being cucked is humiliated by their spouse for not being able to get the job done themselves. With how in charge Phoebe seems to be when it comes to sex normally, this could provide an interesting dynamic between the two. Luckily, it's pretty clear to me from these recent interactions that Phoebe has pretty thick skin, so I'm not too worried about her feelings being hurt. And she and Louisa seem to have a really strong bond (I mean, if Louisa having sex with another person behind her wife's back doesn't break them up, nothing will), so there probably isn't anything to be concerned about there either.

Option B is a bit more unique. It sounds like it makes Louisa completely forget about Phoebe anytime she's having sex with someone else. It's a bit of a weird idea to wrap my head around. How would Louisa rationalize what's going on in a situation like that? I'm not sure. Still, there is something really hot about causing a married woman to lose all recollection of the person their married to with a simple touch. I also wonder if there's some potential with Louisa not being able to see or hear Phoebe while we fuck. Maybe I'll be able to think up some fun scenario if I go for this one that takes advantage of that.

So, those are my options. A bit odd, if you ask me. They seem similar in a lot of way, while also being different in just as many. You've got the more traditional humiliation route versus whatever this weird memory altering thing is. Both are intriguing, but as always, I can only pick one.