There was a difference between a cuck and a bull. I was learning there was a critical difference between a bull and a stud. Myra wanted something very precious from me and my wife was fully on board. They weren't acting like typical hotwives. I was fine with that. My wife had designs on me that extended well beyond her games with Myra.

EXCERPT:

"If we cage him, I won't be able to have sex him," Myra pointed out.

"Well then, what are you waiting for?" Jessie asked. Then, to my surprise, she moved over and kissed me. "I love you. I love this. Don't mess it up. I don't want you to disappoint her."

I nodded. "Of course not!"

Meanwhile, Myra had laid down on the bed and was watching us. "You don't want to disappoint me," she said, an amused smile on her face. "I'm only going to give you one or two chances at this."

This is an erotic story that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. All characters are adults and consenting. Intended for adult audiences only.