Christy and James continued to sleep together, every other night for the following three weeks. As she requested, on the days that she had sex with him, I didn't touch her at all.

The nights that she slept with me, sex was amazing; she would tease me about what a great lover he is and how she looks forward to their nights in bed together.

As promised, I never interrupted them while he was giving her the massages each evening; I know that she enjoyed them because I could hear her moans of pleasure coming from the bedroom.

His place was completed and it would soon be time for him to move back home.

There was a sense of sadness in her eyes as he packed his belongings and, although on his last night with us it was my turn to sleep with her, I told her that she could sleep with him.

She jumped at the chance and promised me that she would make it up to me.

"Christy, as long as you're getting great sex," I told her, "That's all that matters to me."

"I do have great sex with him," she replied, "I love what he does to me!"

"You are smitten with him, aren't you?" I asked.

"Yes, I am. I love waking up next to him."

"Have you fallen in love with him?" I asked.

"I have very deep feelings for him, yes," she replied, "But, I love you as well, my amazing husband. I love being your wife!"

"Why don't you go out and buy some very sexy lingerie for him tonight?" I smiled at her.

"Would that be okay?" Christy asked excitedly, "I'd like to buy a sexy bra, and thong set, and stockings."

"Perfect!" I answered, "Your legs look so sexy in stockings. And, if you'd like, you can save the new set just for him."

"Could I?" she shouted excitedly, "You wouldn't mind not seeing me in them? I could save them just for him?"

"Of course," I replied, "You do things with him that you don't do with me, so you should have lingerie that you only wear for him as well."

She kissed me and rushed out; it was less than an hour before she came back, clutching her shopping.

"Did you get what you wanted?" I asked as she kissed me.

"Yes, I did! A super sexy set, and stockings," Christy answered, "He will go crazy tonight."

"Would you like to open the bag and show me?" I asked, "Or would you rather not?"

Christy looked at me with her beautiful, green sexy eyes.

"I'd prefer not," she said softly, "If I'm saving them for him, only he should see them; is that okay?"

"Of course it is! It's hot and exciting for me," I answered in an excited tone, "I shouldn't see them!"

"Please don't go looking through my lingerie drawer," Christy asked, "These are only for my James to see."

"I promise!"

"I may buy more tomorrow," she exclaimed.

"Only for him to see?" I asked, trying to hide my excitement.

"Yes, you can see me in my regular undies, but he and only he will see my sexy stuff," Christy said in her sexy voice.

"Perfect, babe," I replied, "This week, he will have slept with you more than I have."

"I know, and I like that!" Christy smiled as she walked to the laundry room to wash her new lingerie, "We just might do more of that."

"That's cool with me!" I shouted, "You prefer sleeping with, and having sex with him anyway, don't you?"

She joined me in the living room and kissed me softly, "Yes, I do, I have numerous, multi orgasms with him. Does that tease you enough?"

"Oh yes, Christy, it does!" I panted,

 "Maybe, I should only sleep in the nude with you one night a week?" Christy teased, "Would you like that, only being allowed to touch me one night a week?"

"It would be so hot and sexy!" I panted again.

"Maybe, I should buy some plain panties to wear in bed when I sleep with you?" she continued, "Plain panties and a plain bra?"

My cock was about to burst.

"Would you like that, only being allowed to see me naked, one night a week?" Christy teased, "The rest of the nights we share the bed, I'd wear a plain bra, and panties."

"But, you'd be sleeping in the nude with him?" I panted heavily.

"Of course I would!" she teased further, "I'll be having sex with him every night we sleep together, but you'll only have sex with me, one night a week, on Fridays."

She saw me holding my cock, and she knew I was excited by what she was telling me.

"You'll buy the plain bra and panties tomorrow?" I asked, praying that the answer would be a yes!

"Yes, I will," Christy teased, "Are you sure you don't want to sleep with me tonight, you won't be seeing me naked again till next Friday. That's one week from now."

"But he will?" I asked.

"Yes, he will, every day! Are you still okay with me sleeping with him again tonight?"

"Yes I am, of course, I am," I smiled, "God, this is so fucking hot, babe."

"When I sleep with you, I'll change into my plain bra and panties in the bathroom."

"You won't even undress in front of me?" I stuttered, praying that I wouldn't shoot my load into my pants.

"No, I won't! Only my boyfriend will watch me undress from now on."

"So, I won't know what bra or thong you are wearing?" I gasped again with excitement.

"You, my amazing husband, won't ever see what bra or thong I am wearing."

"Oh God, Christy," I said loudly, "This is so freaking hot and erotic."

"So, you're okay with the new rules then?" Christy asked in a seductive tone.

"Absolutely!" I answered as I pulled her close to kiss her. Our mouths locked in a deep embrace and my hands moved down her back towards her beautiful, firm ass.

She pulled her lips away from mine and moved my hands back to her waist as she whispered, "Uh-huh, no touching my ass till next Friday when we're in bed together."

I couldn't help it; I shot my load into my pants.

"I can't touch your ass through your clothes?" I panted again.

"You, my wonderful husband, can only touch me on your sex day," Christy teased, "And, as you have forsaken your day today, you have to wait another whole week before you can touch."

"God Christy, I fucking love you!" I whispered.

"Is that okay?" she asked, "Is that exciting enough for you?"

"Absolutely!" I replied as we kissed deeply again, "I love these rules. Give me as many as you wish, Christy."

"We'll see how this goes first," she replied, "I may introduce more rules later, okay?"

"Sure, I'll accept them all!" I stuttered, "Now, I need to go and clean myself up, I cum in my pants."

"Are my rules that exciting to you then?" Christy asked, "Not being allowed to see or touch me, is that exciting?"

"Yes, it is!" I said loudly as I walked to the guest bathroom, "Knowing that he will see and touch you and I can't is extremely erotic!"

She went to take a hot soak before James arrived; she locked the bathroom door. She was enforcing her sexy new rules and didn't want me walking in and see her nude.

I listened when they went to bed, and I liked his pleasure at seeing her new lingerie and stockings.

The following morning, I took their coffee into them as usual; normally, she would be sitting up in bed with the sheet resting on her lap. This time, though, she had the sheet pulled up to her chest. I found that very exciting; she was keeping her word and hiding her body from me. I handed James his coffee and put her cup on her night-stand before leaning forward to kiss her.

I sat on the bed to talk to my wife and her boyfriend and she informed me that she needed to use the bathroom first; I moved a little way down the bed to allow her to get out.

"You need to go out while I go to the bathroom," Christy advised me, "I don't have anything on."

"So," I said with a grin.

"You are not seeing me in the nude, it's not Friday yet," Christy informed me, "You need to go out, please."

I left the bedroom and waited outside until she called me back in; we chatted for about fifteen minutes.

"James likes the rules that I have initiated on you," Christy teased, "He wants me to throw out all of my old bras and thongs; he wants to buy me new ones."

"Really, why?" I asked.

"He wants me to only wear lingerie that you have never seen," Christy teased, " As you won't be seeing me in my bra and thong anymore, you won't have any idea what they look like."

My heart was racing, this was so hot for me and I smiled in appreciation. I left them alone to shower and dress, I waited in the kitchen and about an hour later, Christy joined me.

She gave me a long, lingering kiss and thanked me for the previous night; I asked her about her lingerie.

"Are you throwing out all of your lingerie?" I asked, "Even my favorite bras and thongs?"

"Yes, it won't affect you, you'll no longer see me in any of them now," Christy said softly, "You only get to see me in the plain bra and panties; remember?"

"Oh yes, I forgot about that, I was thinking that you could save my favorite sets and wear them just for me."

"That won't happen, you only get to see me in the bra and panties," she replied, "The plain, bra and panties. You said yesterday that it was exciting for you."

"It is, babe, it really is!" I replied, "And it's his turn to sleep with you again tonight. That will be three nights in a row."

"I know, it's fantastic!" Christy said in an excited voice.

After breakfast, she went to town with James to buy the new lingerie; I assumed that she'd buy the plain bras and panties as well. I found it very exciting that she was out in public with James and hoped they would be holding hands.

They got home just after two o'clock and she took the shopping bags to the bedroom before returning to join me.

"Did you buy the panties as well?" I asked.

"Yes, eight plain bras and panties," Christy teased, "Very plain sets to wear with my husband and two dozen very sexy bras and thongs to wear with my lover."

"Wow, that many?" I asked.

"Yes, James spent over two hundred and sixty dollars," Christy answered.

James came over and placed his hands on her tits and kissed her, "You are worth every penny."

That got me even harder, knowing that I couldn't touch her tits!

She slept with James again that night, and the following morning, it was time for him to leave us; there were plenty of tears as she said her good-byes to him. The house was ours again and it did seem strange; even I missed him.

We tried to fill the day by doing chores and soon, it was time for bed. I really wanted to make love to her but I knew that wasn't in the cards.

We walked into the bedroom together and she took a pair of panties and a bra from her drawer.

"I'm going to the bathroom to change," Christy informed me, "Don't forget to keep your shorts on, please, babe."

"Would it bother you if I slept in the nude?" I asked, praying for an affirmative answer.

"Yes, it will," Christy answered as she went to the bathroom, "I don't want to see your cock till next Friday."

She came out of the bedroom a few minutes later and I got my first sight of her bra and panties. They were indeed, very plain and the panties were like schoolgirl panties, nothing sexy at all about them. The waistband was at least two inches thick, the bra completely covered her tits; hardly any flesh was visible at all.

"What do you think?" Christy asked.

"They are very plain and unsexy, aren't they?" I replied, "The bra covers everything, you can't even see your cleavage."

"They're not supposed to be sexy," she teased as she approached the bed, "They're meant to cover me from your eyes."

"Turn around, let's see your ass in them."

"No, this is not a fashion show, these are meant to not show anything."

She pulled the covers back and asked if I had my shorts on. I confirmed that I did and she climbed into bed.

We lay in bed and talked as we cuddled; she asked me if her new rules were okay with me. I told her that I thought the rules were extremely exciting and how I have had an erection all day because of her new rules.

"Me, hiding my body from you has done that?" Christy asked in her sexy voice.

 "Yes, the fact that he sees and touches you and I can't is so erotic," I replied, "This bra and panties have made it even hotter for me."

"You have done very well so far," she said softly, "I know it's only been a few days but you've done well."

"I am loving this, Christy," I said.

"See how you are feeling when it's been a month or two!" Christy teased.

"You mean, this will last a long time?" I panted with excitement, "Me only seeing you nude one day a week and the plain bra and panties thing?"

"It's forever!" Christy said in her sexy voice, "Are you still as excited now?"

"Oh yes, I am still excited," I stuttered, "Very excited about it!"

"Good, there may be more rules to follow," she went on, "seeing how much you like my rules."

"Good, bring it on!"

Soon, it was Friday and finally my day to see her naked. I was craving a fuck and I couldn't wait till bedtime; she had been having her daily massages from James, and almost every time he massaged her, they would have sex.

She still missed him living with us and strangely, so did I, but it was my sex night and I was raring to go!

She seemed to have something on her mind, though; she wasn't her usual bubbly self but she kept telling me that everything was okay.

She went to the bathroom to undress and I waited patiently in bed. I called out to her after ten minutes to make sure she was okay.

"I'll be there in a minute," she called out.

It was a further ten minutes before I heard the bathroom door unlock; she walked out and almost ran to the bed. Although her arms were in front of her and covering her pussy area, she was even more beautiful than I remembered; her firm body looked amazing unclothed

As soon as she got into bed, I grabbed her tit and kissed it, my hand moved to her nicely shaved pussy and, to my surprise, she was very dry.

I asked her to suck my hard cock but she wanted me to penetrate her. I don't recall that she even touched my tool. I didn't care; I wanted to fuck!

Finally, I eased my throbbing cock into her eager pussy; it must have been the lack of sex that made me cum within two minutes.

I wanted our sex to last for a long time but alas, it was all over too soon, but it felt great to feel my cock inside her again. We lay and cuddled as we talked. I was gently caressing her beautifully soft tits and she finally held my now limp tool.

"So, what's the goal with your new rules?" I asked softly, trying to get another erection, "What's your objective, is it just to tease me?"

"No, it's not just to tease you," Christy whispered, "It's to get you used to not having sex with me."

"To not have sex with you?" I panted.

"That's correct, my amazing husband," she whispered again as she started stroking my now, semi-hard cock, "I'm training you for when I'm exclusively my boyfriend's."

"Exclusively James's?" I stuttered; now my cock was fully erect, "You mean, he's eventually going to be the only one who you have sex with?"

"Yes, babe, is that okay with you?" Christy asked softly; she was working my cock faster now.

"If that's what you want," I muttered; the pleasure of her hand on my tool was intense, "Oh God, Christy, you're going to make me cum soon."

"Cum, baby," Christy whispered, "So, you're okay with our plan, are you?"

"God, yes; if that's what you want," I stuttered, trying to hold my cum in for a little longer, "As long as you're getting good sex."

I had no idea what I was saying! The words were just coming out of my mouth without thinking.

"Oh, I will be!"

I shot my load all over her hand at that moment and I shouted, "God, Christy, I fucking love you!"

I went to the bathroom and upon my return, she had the covers pulled up to her neck. I slid into bed and started caressing her tit again.

"So when is it going to start, the no sex with me thing?" I asked.

"Oh, not for a while yet, I want you to get used to this first," Christy whispered, "Maybe in a few weeks, if that's okay with you?"

"Whatever you say, sweetheart," I said softly. I was gently squeezing her nipple.

"When it happens, you do realize that there'll be no more of this," she said in a soft, sexy tone, "My nipples will soon belong to him and only him."

"So, you won't be sleeping in the nude with me on my Fridays?" I panted, excitedly, "I won't be allowed to touch you?"

"Correct," Christy teased, "You won't be seeing or touching me at all. Only my boyfriend will have that pleasure."

She kissed me deeply.

"Is that okay?" Christy asked, "Will you be able to cope with that, is that exciting for you?"

"Yes, it is exciting," I stuttered, trying to hide my excitement, "I'll have to cope, won't I?"

"Yes, you will, you'll manage fine," she whispered in my ear before kissing me again, "Is it okay if I do that then?"

"If that's what you want, babe," I whispered back, "You have my blessing."

The following week went the same; she would sleep with James every Saturday,

 Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, but on most days, after her massage, they would have sex.

It was the following Friday when things changed; throughout the evening, I could sense that Christy was not her usual bubbly self. I kept asking her what was wrong.

"Nothing, babe."

She was still affectionate and we would kiss every chance we got, but I could tell that something was on her mind.

We went to bed around nine-thirty and I sat on the bed, she came in and I called her to sit with me. I held her hand as we gently kissed; she was shaking. I knew that something wasn't right with her.

"Did you have sex with James tonight, when you had your massage?" I asked.

"No, I don't have sex with him on Friday," she replied.

"Something is troubling you?" I asked.

"I'll be fine," she replied in a very soft voice, "Let me go to the bathroom and get naked for you."

"Is that what's wrong?" I asked, "You don't fancy sex tonight?"

"I have to, it's Friday and your night for sex," she answered, "I promised you."

"But, you'd prefer not to, wouldn't you?" I asked reassuringly, "It's okay, babe, be honest; we've always been able to tell each other things."

"I would rather not have sex with you tonight," Christy said in a sorry tone, "But, I promised, it's your night tonight."

I kissed her gently and saw a teardrop roll down her cheek.

"Babe, it's okay," I said softly as I wiped the tear away, "We don't have to have sex tonight."

"Are you sure, are you sure you don't mind?" she replied, "I do love you so much."

"I promise, I don't mind," I reassured, "I'm fine, babe, honest; it's no big deal."

"But, it's your night and I know you were looking forward to seeing me naked and fucking me," Christy replied tearfully, 

"Christy, I swear that it's okay," I answered as I wiped another tear, "I really don't mind at all."

"I love you!" she shouted, "I don't know what I ever did to deserve such an amazing husband as you."

She had stopped shaking now and a smile was coming to her face.

"Okay, let me get my bra and panties and go and change."

"You don't want to sleep in the nude tonight?" I asked softly, "It's okay, be honest, babe."

"I'd rather not," she said as another tear started from her eyes, "Please don't hate me!"

"Christy, I could never hate you!" I said, "Whether we have sex or not, whether I see you nude or not, I will always love you!"

She kissed me and walked to her drawer; she pulled out a pair of plain blue panties and bra before walking to the bathroom.

I got undressed but left my shorts on before getting into bed to wait for her. She emerged from the bathroom and joined me in bed and again, apologized for not being nude.

Again, I reassured her that it was okay. I started caressing her nice, firm tummy.

"I need to explain, don't I?" Christy said softly.

"You don't need to explain anything," I whispered before kissing her softly.

"But, I want to," she replied, "I need to."

"Okay, but please be totally honest," I replied, "Nothing you say will upset me or cause me to stop loving you."

She sat up and began to explain.

"When I bought the sexy lingerie, and I asked if I could save it for only James to see," Christy explained, "I liked that idea. When you said that you liked it as well, I got to thinking that, maybe, I should take things a little further."

"Yes, carry on."

"The fact that you thought that was an exciting idea, made me happy."

"I see, that makes sense," I replied.

"I started enjoying not wanting you to see, or touch me. Then, last Friday, when I had to walk out of that bathroom naked, it filled me with fear," she continued, "When you touched me, it felt very strange, I couldn't wait for sex to be over; I'm sorry, babe."

"No need to be sorry, Christy, I need to know," I replied, wiping another tear from her cheek.

"I'll admit that only having sex with him feels fantastic and I like how you find it exciting."

"I knew something was wrong last Friday, I could sense that you had something troubling you," I replied, "Why didn't you tell me, babe?"

"How could I?" Christy replied, "I had promised you sex. What was I supposed to say? Sorry, I don't want you to see me nude or have sex with you? How would that have made you feel?"

"I would have rather known than make you do something that you'd prefer not to be doing, babe, I said in an understanding tone, "I need you to be honest with me, Christy."

"I'm sorry, Gary," she said softly, "Yes, it started off by being something to tease you but, after a few days, I started to really like you not seeing me nude. Last Friday, while I was undressing in the bathroom and you knocked on the door, I was naked and thought, God, I'm nude, if he walks in, I'm nude! That freaked me out!"

"Christy, I would never have just barged in like that," I replied.

"I know but, I was freaking out at the thought of you seeing me undressed, even though I knew that I had to walk out of that bathroom nude and you'd see me," she continued, "it took me all that time to build up my courage to finally open that door!"

"Oh babe, I wish you'd have said something."

"I kept telling myself, Christy, you can do this!" she told me, "Gary, I hated you seeing me like that, nude."

"Christy, if you don't want me seeing you in the nude, that's fine," I said reassuringly, "You never have to go through that again."

"You're okay with not seeing me nude?" Christy asked softly.

"If you don't want to be naked in front of me, then you don't have to be!" I said in a positive tone, "If you'd prefer not to be naked in front of me, that's fine, Christy."

"I'd prefer not to be," she said apologetically, "I don't want to feel like I did last week and again today," she replied, "I'm sorry, Gary, I hate doing this to you."

"Christy, it's okay; it's kinda hot and exciting in a way," I replied softly, "The fact that you're naked with him but not me is hot!"

"I'm glad that you feel that way about it," she said softly, "And, you're okay with you and me not having sex as well?"

"If that's what you want, then it's okay with me," I replied, "I never want you to feel like you just have, ever again!"

I kissed her softly.

"If you want to be exclusively your boyfriend's, then that's how it will be," I said in another reassuring voice, "Will I still have to wear my shorts when I'm in bed with you?"

"Yes, please, and I'll still work you off every Friday."

"Thanks, Christy, I would like that," I smiled, "Is there anything else, are you okay with wearing that bra and panties in bed with me?"

"I guess so, although it's still seeing me undressed in a way, isn't it?" she replied.

"What would you like to wear in bed with me then?" I asked.

"Would you mind if I wore a long tee-shirt as well?" Christy asked, "I don't really enjoy you seeing me like this."

"Of course not, now I know how you feel, I'll not pressure to do anything sexual," I answered, "Who knows, maybe one day, we'll be sexual together again."

She made me promise that, if ever it got too much or if I had anything to discuss with her, I'd tell her.

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