Jake was apprehensive when Anne greeted them to show them to their table. “I’ve reserved one in the corner for you,” she told them.
He noticed the glint in her eye and a faint smile. Jake wondered if her panties were wet from their encounter earlier. As they sat down, she told them about the specials of the day, and the soup of the day, and then handed them their menus.
“Did you have nice day shopping?” she said to Jenny.
Jenny looked up at her, surprised. Anne was quick to point out that Jake had been talking to George that afternoon. Jenny laughed. “Yes, men tend to prefer to leave us to shop and go off for a drink somewhere.”
Anne laughed. “George is the same. I never take him into a shop. He can’t even handle a shopping trolley.”
They all laughed and then Jake ordered a round of drinks. He watched her walk away; watched the wiggle of her bottom, the bottom that he had pounded into the mattress of her bed earlier.
When she returned with the drinks, she took their food order. Jake ordered a rare fillet steak. “A red meat man, hey?”
Jenny laughed. “I once watched him eat a steak tartare – it was disgusting!” she said before ordering the same but well done. Kirsty ordered the same. Anne took their order, but before she left, she said to Jenny, “You don’t mind if I drag Jake away before you go, do you? Only, Jake was telling George that he’s an IT specialist and we need our system sorted out. We had a guy in last year to sync all our devices up and he made a right cock-up.”
Jenny looked at Jake. “It’s up to him.”
He laughed. “I wouldn’t say that I was a specialist, but I’ll have a quick look for you, also, I am quite a distance away from here, and you will need local support. Not that it cannot be organised,” Jake told her.
“That’s okay. I just want a rough idea of what needs doing and what sort of cost I am looking at.”
Jake watched her walk away.
“I think she has her eye on you,” Jenny said with a smile.
“You reckon?”
“I’m a woman. We can spot these things a mile off. She’s after your body.”
“Well, she’s not getting it,” Kirsty said.
Jake smiled. “Well, I’m busy enough these days. Both with work and with women.”
“But you will take a look?” Jenny asked.
He shrugged. “Well, work is work, and money is money. If it’s worth my while I will think about it,” he responded. “Anyway girls, seats not too cold on your bottoms, are they?”
They giggled. Jake leant closer to Kirsty and whispered in her ear. “Why don’t you open your legs a little and some cool air get to your cunt?”
She nudged him hard him the arm. “Sssssh.”
Laughter brought the conversation back to the moment and they began a conversation about Derek. “Is it okay if he comes over to us for his dinners next week?” she asked him. “He’s missing me and another week on his own… well… “
“That’s no problem. Anyway, I need to catch up with him on what’s going on.”
Kirsty smiled. “You and dad really get on, don’t you?” she said. “Even though you and mum are… “
Jake smiled. “Fucking?”
She nodded.
“It’s a three-way relationship, Kirsty. Good cuckolding relationships should be like that.”
“Well, it’s good to see. I wouldn’t like to see dad hurt.”
“You’re new to this, Kirsty,” Jenny said. “It was your dad who wanted it in the first place. I’ve never cheated on him, and I never would. I give your dad what he wants and needs, and I give Jake what he wants and needs, too. So, it’s a win-win-situation all round.”
Kirsty laughed. “Win, win,” she repeated with a smile. “Well, I guess that if it’s what floats your boat, then go with it.”
“Anyway, you want to cuckold Jake, so you are taking it from a different angle. The results are still the same.”
“Yes, I suppose.”
“And, if I don’t agree?” Jake asked.
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I think you would enjoy being cuckolded,” she told him as she rested her hand on his thigh. “It will be a good experience for you. Give you an all-round perspective.”
Jenny laughed. “You got this all worked out, haven’t you?”
She smiled. “It’s probably because before Jake came along, sex had been so dull for me. He awoke my libido, and aroused my interest. I want to learn more, and I want to please him.”
“And what makes you think it will please me?”
“Well, after our first meeting at the pub, when Alan and I got home, we started to talk about you and I getting together to make a baby. I thought Alan would be dead against it, but he was non-committal and said he would think about it. Later that evening he went for a bath, and I went upstairs to get something from the bedroom, and I poked my head around the door and caught him masturbating. He didn’t see me, and I never mentioned it, but I thought that maybe the idea of you and me sleeping together aroused him. Since then, of course, I’ve proved I was right. I have learned to play into it. He likes to hear about what we do together, and I enjoy telling him. So?”
“Cuckolds are like that,” Jenny chipped in.
“So, what?” Jake asked.
“So,” she said kissing his cheek again. “If it works for him, maybe?”
He laughed. “I don’t think so, Kirsty.”
“Well, there’s no harm in trying is there? Maybe deep down inside there’s a cuckold waiting to burst free. Maybe, watching me with another man might just… “
The waitress appearing with their dinner curtailed the conversation. When she had left, Kirsty kissed him again. “Have a think about it,” she whispered.
Jenny looked across at Jake and smiled. Kirsty reached under the table to his groin and gave him a squeeze. She too smiled as she pulled away. Jake had an erection.
He ate his steak quietly. The thought of Kirsty cuckolding him had him confused. It was not something he had ever thought about. He was a cuckolder, not a cuckold. He was the one who took pleasure from fucking other men’s wives. He was the one who, when on the point of cumming, enjoyed turning, and looking at the husband as his seed filled his wife. He was the one who, the next morning, enjoyed going downstairs to the kitchen, and finding the husband there making coffee, and then chatting away as if nothing had happened. He was not a cuckold, and yet… he was confused.
