A Wife With No Options part 2.

I said nothing. She hesitated a little longer and then turned and opened the front door. She stood just inside the door for a moment and looked outside. It was late Saturday morning and there were people all around. The neighbors were out doing yard work and kids were out riding their bicycles and playing in the street. People were walking up and down the sidewalks and cars were driving up and down the street.

Gwen took all of this in and I saw her take a deep breath. I almost couldn’t believe it when she opened the storm door and stepped outside. I hurried to the window and watched as she walked out to the mailbox and got yesterday’s mail and the morning paper and then began walking back to the house.

I had a long front yard and it was a long enough walk that I saw a couple dozen people all up and down the street stop what they were doing and stare in disbelief as she walked back to the house in the nude.

I couldn’t believe that she had done it. But more than that I couldn’t believe how hard my cock had gotten as I watched her.

She stepped back into the house and I took the mail from her. If I still harbored any feeling for her I would have felt very sorry for her at that moment. She looked like she was in shock. The shiest woman in the world had just walked out to the mailbox and back naked.

But I felt nothing now but arousal and amusement. I don’t think I had been this turned on by her since our wedding night. And she had been one hell of a disappointment that night!

I pushed her to her knees and right there in front of the storm door I said, “Take my cock out and suck it Gwen.”

I doubt if anyone outside could see us but the idea that she was doing it in front of that large glass door had to make her very uncomfortable. Well, that and the fact that she had always refused to suck my cock. She didn’t seem to care much for cocks in fact. She wouldn’t touch mine and she even avoided looking at it.

She was going to be seeing a lot of it from now on though. Mine and a lot of others. I was going to hold her to her promise. I had every intention of making a slut out of her. The first time she refused to do any of the outrageous and perverted things that I demanded of her I was out of here.

She hesitated for a long time before she reluctantly reached up and began to unfasten my belt. I noticed that her hands were shaking. Instead of feeling sorry for her though I couldn’t help thinking that if she had responded to my love as much as she was responding to what I was doing to her now we could have had a very happy marriage. She had wrapped herself in a cocoon of selfishness. Now I was going to be the selfish one.

She finally managed to unfasten my belt. She unbuttoned the top button of my jeans and slowly pulled my zipper down. It was amusing to watch. She looked like she just knew that at any moment something was going to jump out of there and bite her.

She got my zipper down and spread my jeans open. She stared like she had never seen a pair of pants before and wasn’t quite sure how they worked. If there had been one of those moving billboards on her forehead I could not have had a more clear idea of what was going through her mind at that moment. She was thinking to herself that she could not do this. She had opened my jeans and exposed my jockey shorts and that was as far as she could go.

I watched her. Her mind seemed to have gone blank. I waited for a couple of minutes and then I reached down and buttoned my jeans. I was pulling my zipper back up when she suddenly seemed to realize what was happening. She reached out and stopped my hand and said, “No. Please Kenny. I can do this. It’s just so hard for me. Please, let me do it.”

I sighed and said, “Forget it Gwen. You can’t do it. You don’t have it in you. You could no more suck my cock now, even after three years of marriage, than you could do any of those other things that I told you that you would have to do if you wanted me to stay. You are the anti-sex. You are wasting my time. Let me go finish picking my things up and get out of here. I’ll be back later with Jerry’s pickup truck and pick up the stuff out of the garage.”

She was crying again and I was amazed at myself that it had no effect on me now. Even if I didn’t love her anymore I am not the kind of guy that gets off on making women cry. I guess that the hard feelings and the resentment had reached a boiling point. Her pain just didn’t touch me anymore. She had killed something inside me. It had been there once. I had adored this woman so much that it hurt. I could have died for her without a second thought. She started beating that feeling to death right from the very first night of our honeymoon.

She reached out once more and whispered, “Please Kenny. I’ll do it. It’s just…hard. It’s very hard for me. You know that.”

I responded, “Yes Gwen. I know that. I don’t think you can do it no matter how much time I give you. I tried to get you to go to counseling but you insisted that there was nothing wrong. Now it has come back and bitten you on the ass. You can’t do this and this is the easy part. What if I called Jerry over and ordered you to suck his cock. Let’s face it, you can’t do this and if I gave you a week you couldn’t do it. Get up and get dressed and let me get my things.”

She still wouldn’t let go. She sobbed, “Kenny. Please! I went out to the street naked. Half the people on the street saw me naked! But I didn’t hurry. I walked slowly. I let all of those people look at my naked body because you told me to. Please Kenny, I’ll suck your cock. I’ll make it good for you. And I’ll suck Jerry’s cock. I promise. I’ll suck off every man in town if you want me to.”

I didn’t believe a word of it but I had nowhere to be in a hurry. I took my hands away and once more she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my zipper down. This time she pulled my jeans down to my knees and stared at my cock which was now tenting my jockeys. I was hard as a rock. I was really going to be pissed now if nothing came of this.

She reached up and grasped my waistband and slowly worked my jockeys down. As my cock was uncovered she shuddered in obvious fear and revulsion but she continued working my underwear down to my jeans.

She had never once in three years touched my cock on purpose. She had never looked at it if she could avoid it. Now it was throbbing only inches from her face and she looked like she was going to be sick.

I have to give her credit though. This time she kept going. She stared at my cock for a few long moments and then she reached out and carefully grasped it at the base between her thumb and two fingers. For the first time in her life she was holding a cock. The way that she was touching me you would have thought that I hadn’t bathed in weeks!

She held my cock still and leaned forward until I could feel her breath on the head of it. I heard her whisper, “Oh god,” under her breath. Her tongue came out and she touched it to my cock shaft as if she was afraid that she was going to get burned.

I would have gotten disgusted and pulled away and went about my packing if watching her wasn’t so damned fascinating.

She pulled her tongue back into her mouth. I guess she figured that the taste didn’t kill her and my cock didn’t burn her tongue so she tried again. Soon she was licking my shaft very lightly. I could see that this was going to take a while and I pulled back.

She panicked again, thinking that I was giving up. She called out, “Wait! Kenny please! I’m trying. I’m going to do it, I swear.”

I looked down at her with an impatient expression on my face and said, “Yes Gwen. I can see that you are trying. But this is going to take all day. I’m willing to give you a little more time but I’m going to have to sit down for this.”

I backed away from her and went over to the sofa. I kicked off my shoes and slid my pants and shorts off and sat down in the middle of the sofa and when I looked back at her there was a look of relief on her face. She had been afraid that I was going to leave.

She started to get up and cross the room but I said, “No Gwen. Get down on your hands and knees. I want to see your tits swaying as you crawl over here.”

She mumbled something I didn’t catch and I asked, “What was that?”

She looked scared again. She quickly responded, “I said ‘Okay’ Kenny. Please don’t get mad. I’m trying so hard.”

I watched her get down on her hands and knees and shuffle across the floor. I had to admit, those perky little B cups looked great as they swayed with every move she made. I could get to be really fond of having a sex slave.

She crawled over to my widespread legs and reached out and held my cock once more. I saw that look of disgust still on her face and I decided that it was time to cure that.

“Gwen. Take your hand away from my cock.”

She looked up. She was still terrified that I was going to leave her here alone and destitute.

I said, “It’s time you got over your fear of cock. Lean forward and caress my cock with your face. Rub your face all over my cock until you aren’t so scared of it.”

She sighed and answered quietly, “Okay Kenny.”

I said, “I don’t think you should call me Kenny for a while Gwen. I think you need to earn that right. From now on until I tell you differently I want you to call me sir.”

I saw her struggling with this latest indignity but she simply said, “Yes sir.”

I knew this had to be eating her up on the inside. For years now I had been nothing to her but the man that put the money in the bank and cleaned the house and cooked. That was what I had to do to survive.

Now I was humiliating her, degrading her, ordering her around and demanding that she call me sir. That must be as hard for her as sucking my cock.

She closed her eyes and leaned down and softly rubbed her cheek over my cock. She slowly rubbed her cheek up and down but it was obvious that she was not really getting into the spirit of this. I said, “All over Gwen. Not just your cheek. Make love to my cock with your face and then you can take it into your mouth and see what it is like to suck on it.”

She whispered, “Yes sir.”

She began to turn her head slowly from side to side until nearly every inch of the soft skin on her face had come into contact with my cock. I let her continue for several minutes and then I said, “Okay Gwen. I think that’s a good start. If we keep practicing like this you’ll be over your fear of cock in no time. But I’m anxious to see you with my cock in your mouth. I’ve looked forward to this since before we got married. I almost can’t believe that it’s finally going to happen. Open wide now and get your first taste of cock. And watch those teeth.”

She responded slowly, reluctantly. She lifted her head from my crotch and I saw the trail of clear lubricant that had begun to leak out of the tip of my cock and was now coating her cheeks and her forehead. She was crying quietly again and I hadn’t even realized it.

Her thumb and her two fingers once more grasped my cock at the base and she pulled it out away from my belly. She stared at the tip of my cock for a moment and then she finally resigned herself to do what she had to do to keep me here. She opened her mouth and carefully placed it over the head of my cock and about an inch of the shaft. Her lips carefully closed and pressed down on my flesh and it I suppose it was kind of pleasant. But she was being careful to touch me with only her lips. It was kind of amusing actually.

I waited to see what she was going to do. Apparently she didn’t know either. She remained like that for a couple of long moments before I said, “Gwen? What are you doing? You don’t think that what you are doing is sucking a cock do you?”

Her eyes were closed and the tears were pouring down her cheeks. I think if someone had offered her a choice at that moment between sucking on a snake or sucking on my cock she would have chosen the snake! Her entire body shuddered and finally I felt her mouth close around my cock.

Her mouth was hot and wet and as blowjobs went it really sucked. But it had been years since a woman, well, a girl actually, had taken my cock into her mouth and I had forgotten just how wonderful it felt.

Nearly everything that I had learned about sex had been learned with the girl next door when I was growing up. We had been the best of friends. We still were. But she had always been a tomboy. She was the kid I had played cowboys and Indians with and tag and, well hell, everything. At the time there were no other kids living nearby and Gina and I had been constant companions. She knew more about baseball and football teams and players than I ever would. And she was a hell of a lot better hitter than I was. She was a damn good centerfielder too.

We had become curious about the opposite sex at about the same time and we had played show and tell and doctor and anything else we could think of to get each other undressed. As we went through our preteen and teen years we watched each other grow up and it was a learning experience for both of us.

For some reason there had never been any sexual tension between us. We had never been boyfriend and girlfriend. We were always just best friends. I was fascinated as her breasts sprouted and eventually grew into one hell of a fine set of tits. Hers was the first pussy I ever saw or touched and mine was the first cock and balls that she had ever seen.

We learned about masturbation together. First masturbating ourselves together in our little private clearing in the woods behind our houses and later masturbating each other. We never went all the way. We both seemed to feel that it wouldn’t be right to fuck. I’m not sure why that one act was off limits. But we talked about it. We did experiment with oral sex though and both of us really loved that.

When we had our first sexual experiences after we started dating we told each other all about it. How we felt and what we thought. Whenever either of us had a question about the incomprehensible behavior of some member of the opposite sex we could depend on each other for an honest explanation. We discussed our insecurities and I think that we are both better people for having grown up the way we did. I will readily admit that our relationship was unusual but it damned sure worked for us.

We didn’t stop our sexual games and experimentation until we started getting serious about others. She is probably still my best friend though. We talk all the time. She was the first person to tell me I was making a mistake when I got engaged to Gwen. But she didn’t harp on it. Unfortunately I was too stupid to listen. I was head over heels in love with Gwen and I was certain that our little intimacy problems would all go away once we got married.

One other thing to love about Gina was that she never said, “I told you so!” after the wedding when it started to become obvious that there was trouble in paradise.

I had had sex with several girls in between Gina and Gwen. It had been pleasant. I was thankful for what Gina and I had discovered together because it made it possible for me to avoid a lot of the pitfalls of early sexual experiences that teens are prone to. I turned out to be a very pleasant sexual experience for several teenage girls in high school before I fell under Gwen’s spell.

But from the time I started dating Gwen that all stopped. Gwen was not a virgin when we started dating. She told me later that she had been with two boys in high school and that both experiences had been terrible. I wasn’t worried though. I may not be an expert but I thought that I was pretty damn good in bed. I was sensitive to my partners needs and I loved foreplay as much as any girl out there. I didn’t grope I caressed. I knew what shitty lovers teenage boys were but thanks to Gina I didn’t fall into that category. I was certain that I would soon change Gwen’s opinion of sex.

From the time that Gwen and I were married things started getting worse instead of better. She had all the passion of one of those blowup sex dolls. How the hell can you have foreplay when all you hear is, “Don’t touch me there,” or “Kenny that’s wrong, that’s dirty, stop that!”

And oral sex! Christ! You would have thought that I had suggested that she kill a kitten. Not just her sucking my cock either. She wouldn’t allow my tongue anywhere near her pussy. Hell, she hated it when I tried to touch it with my fingers.

It was a disaster from the very first night and it only got worse as time went by. Foreplay for Gwen was three hours of begging. I don’t think she has ever had an orgasm. She won’t allow herself to.

I sat on the couch now with a little bit of my seven and a half inch cock resting in Gwen’s mouth and thought back to those nice blowjobs that I used to get from Gina. That girl was great because she loved doing it as much as I loved eating her pussy.

Other girls have sucked my cock. I’d take a girl parking and we’d make out on a blanket that I kept in my trunk. I have had some decent blowjobs. But nothing compares to Gina’s enthusiastic blowjobs. You can tell when a girl likes doing it and that makes all the difference.

I watched Gwen now. Even with a few inches of my cock in her mouth and her eyes red and swollen from all that crying and lack of sleep I could see the revulsion she felt at what she was being forced to do.

I finally said, “Gwen, that isn’t going to cut it. You aren’t even trying. Make up your mind. Either do it or give it up. I know you’ve never done it before but that’s just plain pitiful. I could get a better blowjob from the hand dryer in a men’s room.

She took her mouth off of my cock and said, “You hate me don’t you?”

I thought about that for a minute. Did I hate her? No, I don’t think so. I no longer invested that much emotion in her at all. No hate, no love. I had lost all respect for her. I did feel antagonism towards her. I realized that I wanted to punish her for the way she had treated me and for what she had done to our marriage.

She was waiting for an answer. I looked her right in the eyes and said, “I was all set to leave you when I got home last night. I only came back for my things. You have killed the love I had for you. But I don’t hate you. I resent you. But I don’t feel strongly enough about you to hate you. We could have had a wonderful life together. The thing is Gwen; you were never looking for a lover, for a man to share your life with. You were looking for someone to support you and let you live the life of a fucking princess and leave you the fuck alone. I was never anything to you but a paycheck and a housekeeper.”

“No Gwen,” I continued. “I don’t hate you. But the only reason that I am here right now is that you offered to accept the terms I offered you last night. The problem is, you said it, and you may even have meant it. But you just can’t do it. You have been tip toeing around having to suck my cock for almost fifteen minutes. Hell, I could have cum in your mouth by now if you had started right out sucking my damned cock. I think we can both see that it isn’t going to happen and we are both wasting our time here. There’s no sense dragging this farce out any longer.”

She covered her face and started crying. She sounded like she was on the verge of hysterics. Unfortunately our relationship had devolved to the point that I just didn’t care. I let her cry for a minute or two and then I quietly said, “Get up Gwen.”

She took her hands away from her face and wiped her eyes on her forearms. She looked at my face for a moment and then she looked down at my cock. It was soft now. I had just barely been able to maintain an erection while she was holding that little bit of my cock in her mouth earlier. This soap opera was over as far as I was concerned.

I started to struggle to my feet but she cried out, “NO! I’m going to do it!”

I shook my head and said, “Forget it Gwen. You can’t do it. You can’t stand to touch me. You can’t stand the idea of my cock in your mouth. We have a conflict here because you don’t have a problem with that and I can’t live with it. You just don’t see why that puts us at odds and you never will. I suggest that you go upstairs and go to bed and tomorrow you start thinking about beginning your life all over. You need to decide what you are going to do for yourself because I’m no longer going to be doing everything for you.”

I don’t know how much of the things I had been saying were sinking in. She was still bleary eyed and about half brain dead from having her life torn upside down out of the clear blue like this. She had thought that she had the perfect life and she could just coast on like that forever.

She was still on the verge of panic. But I am convinced that what concerned her was not that I was leaving so much as that there would no longer be a paycheck. She would have to get up off her fucking ass and go to work.

That last may have been what finally made up her mind. She suddenly pushed my legs a little farther apart and bent down again. She lifted my now totally soft cock with two fingers and put her lips around it.

She gagged with just the head of my cock in her mouth. But then she slid her lips all the way down to the base and started sucking and even using her tongue. My cock was only a little over four inches long when it was soft and all drawn up like that. So she had a chance to get used to it before it started growing. But not much of a chance! She didn’t know what she was doing and I knew she hated doing it but god damn that felt good! It had been so long!

She choked and gagged a lot at first but my cock quickly got hard again and she began struggling to move her lips and tongue up and down my shaft. If we had sex once a month I considered myself lucky. Often we didn’t even do it that often. We were fighting too much to fuck. So I was horny as hell and I didn’t like what it said about me but there was something about how much she hated what she was doing that was starting to really turn me on.

I doubt if I lasted five minutes before I said, “Gwen, I’m going to cum soon. If you spill a single drop then we are going to do this all over again until you get it right.”

She moaned her assent and I sat back and let it happen. I suddenly tensed up and lifted my ass right off the cushion. I cried out and then I started flooding her mouth with cum.

I couldn’t help it. I wanted to watch her but it just felt so damned good. I just couldn’t keep my eyes open. So I missed the beginning. But about half way through filling her mouth with cum I managed to open my eyes and I saw the disgust and the fear and I watched her gagging and choking and fighting not to spill a drop and it was the most exciting thing that had happened to me in three years.

She struggled to swallow it all and finally she kept it all down. I was watching her face and it made me want to do it again. When I finally stopped cumming and she had swallowed it all she started to straighten up. I put my hand on the back of her head and said, “Not yet Gwen. As my cock goes soft there will be a few more drops of sperm that ooze out. You wouldn’t want to miss them. Besides, it’s been a long damn time since I’ve had a woman’s mouth on my cock and I’ve missed it. It feels pretty damned good. Once you get a little practice you won’t have nearly so much trouble taking my cock in your mouth and swallowing my cum. So just stay there and relax for a few minutes.”

She rested her head on my thigh and held my softening cock in her mouth. I saw the consternation on her face when I started getting hard again after a few minutes. I chuckled and said, “Will you look at that! Looks like you are going to get to practice again right away!”

She moaned once more, but she started sucking again. I was half way to filling her mouth with a second load of cum when the doorbell rang.

Gwen panicked. She started to pull away but I grabbed her head again and I hissed at her, “Don’t you fucking move bitch! You do not take your mouth off of my cock unless I tell you that you can!”

She stopped struggling and held my cock in her mouth but she was so worried that someone was going to see her like this that she couldn’t think about my cock right now.

The front door was open and only the glass storm door was between us and the outside world. But because of the way our furniture is arranged we couldn’t be seen from outside.

I called out, “Who is it?”

Our visitor called out, “It’s me Mr. Casey! Robby! I’m here to do your yard and I wanted to know if you want me to mow or just edge and weed eat.”

Robby is the sixteen year old boy that lives next door. He helps me out with the yard work since I have to do all the housework. Or at least I had to until today. I let him do the edging and the weed eating and about half the time I let him mow. It depends on how busy I am.

I was about to tell him to do the mowing too when I looked down at the fear in Gwen’s face and suddenly I couldn’t resist. I called out, “Come on in Robby! I’m in the living room!”

Gwen freaked! She struggled to lift her head and tried to scramble to her feet but I held her head and grabbed a handful of her bright red hair and hissed, “Don’t you fucking move, god damn it! If you stop what you are doing I am putting my pants on and leaving right this minute!”

She struggled for a moment longer and then she moaned and went limp just as the storm door opened. Robby was inside and the door was halfway shut behind him before he realized what was happening.

His mouth dropped open and his eyes got wide. I saw his lips moving and I think that he was whispering, “Well kiss my ass!”

I chuckled and said, “I’m going to need you to do the whole thing today Robby. If you have time that is. I have a little problem though. I can’t pay you until Monday. I have some things to straighten out at the bank. I have to close one account and open another. But if you don’t mind waiting until Monday to get paid I could let you fuck Gwen as partial payment. Or if you would rather she can suck you off. I have to tell you though. She isn’t very good at it.”

He looked at me and the edge of his mouth curled up. He said, “This is some kind of trick isn’t it? You’re jerking me around. Guys don’t let people fuck their wives!”

Actually, I was surprised at how well he was handling it. Perhaps he was more worldly than I had thought. I smiled and replied, “No Robby. I’m not jerking you around. And some guys like watching other guys fuck their wives. It turns them on. I’ll be honest. I’m doing this in large part to punish her. But it turns me on too. I’m surprised at how much it turns me on.”

He moved around to the side to get a better view of Gwen’s naked body and said, “Damn! I knew she was hot. But shit, she’s fucking beautiful!”

I chuckled and said, “Only on the outside Robby. I’m just starting to work on the inside.”

He didn’t get that but it didn’t matter.

I asked, “You aren’t a virgin are you?”

He smiled and blushed a little. He hesitated before answering, “Almost. I’ve gotten a blowjob once and I got my dick into Ca…in a girl I was dating. But just as we started to do it her mother came home and almost caught us. I had to climb out of her bedroom window.”

I smiled and said, “Well if you’ve had a blowjob maybe you can help me train Gwen. This is the first time she has ever sucked a cock and she is really bad at it. She is a terrible fuck too. I finally got fed up and was going to leave but she said that if I stayed she would be my slut from now on and do everything I said. I’m not sure she’ll do it but I’m going to give her a chance. So, does that sound like a good deal to you? You can wait until Monday for your money can’t you?”

He was staring at Gwen’s body but he nodded and said, “No problem Mr. Casey.”

He paused for a minute and stared at her body before he asked, “You’d really let me…do it with her? What about her? What does she think about that?”

I grinned and said, “She hates it. That’s part of the reason it’s so necessary. But she knows that if she doesn’t do what I say then I am out of here. So why don’t you come over here and check her out while she sucks me off again? She needs to get used to guys feeling her up.”

Gwen was stiff as a board and she looked like she was on the verge of freaking all of the way out. She was trying to watch Robby out of the corner of her eye and I had to tap her on the forehead several times before I got her attention. I said, “Never mind Robby. Go back to what you were doing.”

She made a strange noise, somewhere between a scream and a groan. She mumbled something but it was unintelligible because she had a cock in her mouth. I ignored her obvious protests and simply said, “Suck bitch!”

I felt her when she gave up. She slumped down for a moment and then she slowly started sucking my cock again.

Robby was watching in fascination and he was smart enough to see what was going on. It didn’t bother him in the least that Gwen was doing all of this against her will. I am sure that he had never before had such free access to a beautiful woman’s sexy body and he was going to take advantage of it if there was only the slightest chance that this was the real deal.

I had seen him watching her in the past and I knew he had a crush on her. His dreams were finally coming true.

He slowly inched closer and when he was right beside her he dropped to his knees. I watched closely as he reached out his hand and cupped her breast. She jumped and she made a squeaking sound but she didn’t struggle. She continued to give me another bad blowjob while Robby began to tease her tit.

After a thorough examination of her tit he continued to hold onto it but his other hand reached down and caressed her ass cheek. He kept his hand on her tit but he sidled down a little closer to her upturned ass and began to explore that area of her body.

I was finding it to be an incredible turn on to watch his hands explore all those areas that she had always objected to having me touch. Watching his growing excitement and her growing distaste for what she was being forced to do was quickly bringing me close to a second orgasm.

I watched as Robby reluctantly let go of her tit. He moved around behind her and looked closely at the beautiful puffy pussy between her tightly clasped thighs. I said, “Gwen, spread your legs apart. A good slut should never keep her legs together. Remember that.”

The tears were flowing again but she slowly edged her knees apart. I had to tell her twice to open them farther but finally Robby and I were satisfied. He leaned down and his face was only inches from her pussy as his fingers began to explore her vulnerable opening.

Watching him touch my wife, seeing the pure lust on his face was incredibly exciting and I was just about to prove it. I warned Gwen that I was about to cum again and the words were hardly out of my mouth before I followed them with action.

It was just as hard for her this time as it had been the first time. She choked and gagged and struggled to swallow until finally she managed to get it all down. When I finally opened my eyes I saw Robby staring and I saw the lust in his face. I wished more than anything that I had thought ahead and had a movie camera pointed at us.