When I was at school I was friendly with a girl who eventually became my wife, Val. I worked hard at school and she did not, preferred to play, especially with boys. It should have been clear to me I would have a good job but marry someone who would make me a cuckold. Leaving school both Val and I got office jobs but by then I was only too certain that my little cock was indeed very small, only 3.5 inches. Val still went out with me, indeed I loved her and I was sure she loved me too. But Val had always made it clear to me that I was inadequate in making her enjoy sex, she needed more and she got it, I was always afraid of losing her.
Anyway two years after leaving school we married. Her mother knew about my inability to satisfy her daughter and made little comments which hurt me. Val’s father had the same problem as me but he has another inch on me but sympathised with my predicament. Some years later through hard work and promotions I became office manager, the company had moved Val to another office. However Val becomes involved with her manager and would come home later than me (overtime it was suggested at first) but I knew what was going on and had to accept it. I had been reduced to cleaning Val after work and began to enjoy it she did make me wear her soggy knicks while licking her cunt and swallowing his come. Val got more satisfaction from my cunt cleaning than us having sex, I knew my place in her life.
Her mother got Val to go over to her house most weekends and Val would stay over for a night. Her father told me they went clubbing and sometimes did not return until mid morning looking very tired and well fucked. On some occasions Val would have her mother and their two lovers at our house, they would make me wear kicks and a bra and serve snacks and drinks. Then it was my job to clean both women after they were fucked. I did not clean the men but would have, if told to. Val’s mother could also dress like a slut and she would tell me to come near, to her, and pull my tiny cocklette until I came in the knicks. I could see her nipples as she bent over but rarely let me touch them except at night when I slept between them after cleaning and sucking them to climax.
Last summer our firm had a BBQ at the MD’s home and it was fancy dress, Vicars and Tarts. This suited Val as she loves to dress provocatively. She wore a quarter cup bra, tiny knicks, a very short skirt and a very low cut shirt finished of with hold up stockings. She looked sensational and made me bring her to a climax giving her cunt the best lick and suck, she even allowed me to kiss and suck her nipples which easily came into view when handled. When she walked you could see the tops of her stockings and some times the cheeks of her sexy bottom, I loved it when she dressed as a tart and attracted the attention of most men. The bosses house stands in a few acres of land some of which has wooded areas and it was there I found Val and her boss fucking, she bending over a tree stump and him fucking her from behind, her beautiful tits bobbing from the fucking he was giving her and him grabbing them from time to time. I was quite close, had an erection, when I sensed someone behind me, it was a woman from my office. She put her arms around me and could feel my tiny hard on, she unzipped my trousers and wanked me while we watched. Later we crept away and she said she was sorry for what she did but knew what Val was liked and felt sorry for me, she then kissed me and we walked back to the main party.
Val and I were invited to USA where someone was to breed her, she and I found Bob through cukoldplace and it excited her to consider getting pregnant by someone other than me. However she blew the chance by going on holiday with her mother and two black guys who are doormen at the club they went to. Val’s dad found out a day after they left and asked me to go over to his house and talk to him. He told me they have fucking the two guys for about a year this was a shock, to me, as Val had always told me about the men she fucked. I was as happy as a man in my position could be, I looked after her and I looked forward to being the father of the child she would have conceived in America.
