Cuckold Beach 1: Pink Bow

"Enjoy yourselves."

I jogged after him, this time glancing around to see if anyone might spot me and guess who, or what, I was—a horny wife with no panties who liked to get bossed around by her husband so much, she lets him call her a slut and make her go out in public looking like a hooker.

Here's the truth—I hadn't been so turned on in weeks. Months. Maybe years. Maybe ever. My pussy was so slick, my juices were dripping onto my thighs.

Even though there were many homes, we were the only people on the street. The air was salty and the ocean rumbled in the distance. The house he led me to had a long flight of stairs up to the small front porch, and low, bass-filled dance music thumped from behind the door, which opened before we'd even knocked.

We stepped inside and were greeted by a man standing in a large foyer that had a pair of doors on one side, a table and hanging mirror on the other. With his clean-shaven head, black goatee and giant shoulders, he looked like a bouncer, which I guess is what he was. Troy handed him his driver's license and the guy checked a list on a clipboard and nodded.

The man gave Troy his license back and then set the clipboard on the table. He looked me up and down, his gaze gliding over my body with care and interest. "Nice choice, sir. She'll be a welcome addition here."

A lot of girls might start asking questions at this point, but I trust my husband completely. He would never put me in danger or take me somewhere I didn't want to go. One thing I was sure of—this night had something to do with sex, so I was all in.

"Thanks. She's my wife." Pride deepened Troy's voice. By this point I wasn't quite my usual self and the compliment really got to me. I shimmied a bit, making my breasts wiggle beneath the sparkly shirt.

The man's white teeth flashed brightly when he smiled. Then he took something from a basket on the floor and handed it to Troy. It was a long, bright-pink sash with a bow tied in the middle.

"Put this around your waist," Troy said, holding it out to me.

The fabric was smooth against my palm. "Don't you get one?" I asked, hoping to get a smile from him.

"No. I don't."

I fastened the ribbon using the tiny silver buckle attached. The other man stepped over and adjusted the bow so it rested on the curve of my ass.

All of a sudden I understood. I was a walking present—but for who?

The man patted my butt and then gave me a gentle push. "Enjoy yourselves."

Troy put his arm around me as we walked down the hall. He stopped at the end and looked at my face, his gaze serious. He kissed me on the mouth, letting his warm lips linger above mine just a second longer than I expected before lifting his head and taking my hand.

Three steps later I was in the living room—and instantly took two steps back.

Troy caught my retreat and guided me forward by wrapping his arm firmly behind my back. I continued to move forward with him as my gaze roamed the room.

It looked like the set of a movie—a porn movie. I ought to know, I've seen enough of them. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Troy watching me. I looked at him and he lifted his eyebrows, his way of checking to see if I was okay.

Sure, I was totally shocked and didn't know what was going on, but I was okay. Like I said, he would never take me anywhere that wasn't safe.

The large, rectangular room had a vaulted ceiling and a balcony beyond a glass wall. There was a well-stocked bar area in the back. The rest of the space was divided into several sitting areas and an open spiral staircase was off to the side. The L-shaped couch looked as if it was made of white leather, and the coffee table in front of it gleaming chrome and glass. Huge, exotic paintings covered the walls and soft lighting glowed throughout the room. I couldn't really tell what the balcony looked like, but I could see the orange flames of torches and tabletop candles glowing in the darkness. The faint scent of salt air drifted in through the open doors and the dance music thumped from invisible speakers.

But the decor wasn't even the most stunning thing. It was the people.

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