Roger trotted down the stairs, dressed in loose pants and a T-shirt. Marley was pacing the living room floor talking on the phone. Still naked, still looking freshly fucked.

“…because it’s none of your business, Gloria! You have no idea what you’re even talking about.”

She paused to listen.

“Yes…yes…exactly right. And I would appreciate it if you would keep what you think you saw to yourself. I will see you on Monday!”

She clicked off her phone, then held it to her head with her eyes closed, trying to figure out the next step.

She and Roger had just been having wonderful sex while their spouses were in the city doing the same but in the lap of luxury. That was the agreement the two cuck couples had.

Minus she and Roger fucking.

Unfortunately, Roger’s wife Cassy had just called to inform him that she and Marley's husband Derek, her bull lover, had been seen in public by someone (Marley's School receptionist, Gloria) who recognized them! It made her head spin! It suddenly felt like their precariously balanced sex lives as dominants and submissives had gone wobbly.

Roger cleared his throat. Marley looked surprised to see him, then realized where she was. “Well, in case you couldn’t figure that out, that was the aforementioned Gloria. Seems she was in that hotel lobby with her husband meeting friends. She saw our spouses quite lovingly exit the elevator and she quite stupidly decided to approach them and say ‘hello’ to Cassy. Once she got close enough, she realized that the man Cassy was hanging on was indeed my husband.” The middle school principal let out a deep sigh and shook her head. Roger was surprised the next thing was a laugh.

“It truly is amazing that this is the first time, that we know of, that they have been caught. That he has been caught. It’s why he usually takes his dinner dates out of town. The sex doesn’t care where you go because you can always find a quiet hotel or a… What the hell am I doing? I’m trying to explain this away. What a fucking mess.”

Roger didn’t know what to do. Should he hug her? Should he ask her to leave? His previously tenuous hold on reality was now a slender thread.

“Cassy got caught once. About two years ago. She just ended it with that guy right after it happened. It was his girlfriend's sister who saw." He quickly added, "I am sure being married changes the impact but…”

Marley wanly smiled then her skin went white. She realized she was standing there naked in Roger’s living room. She had a sudden sense of exposure that surprised her. Being extremely intuitive he caught on right away. He grabbed the Afghan from the couch and wrapped her in it.

“I’ll go get one of my T-shirts and shorts. They will be too big, but at least you’ll be warm.”

He took off before she could protest. She slumped down on the couch; her phone still clutched in her hand as if it was going to offer some type of solution. This would not be career ending nor a long-term problem, but in the present, it felt uncomfortable and ugly.

Moments later, the redheaded man returned with what he had promised.

“Thank you. That’s very sweet.” She dropped the blanket on the couch and slipped on the two temporary garments. As she pulled up the shorts, she realized she was still wet with their recent coupling. She smiled inside at the memory.

He was heading into the kitchen. "You want some coffee?'

"Sure, cream, one sugar. Please."

She looked at herself in her phone. Her relatively short, wavy brown hair was tossed and haphazardly reset, even sticky in a couple of places. She wondered if she should jump in the shower.

A few minutes later he returned with two mugs of perfectly brewed and mixed comfort fuel.

"Mmm, didn't know I needed that, thanks..." They sipped in silence for a few minutes. "Well...what do you think we should do?"

Roger was surprised she asked. He studied her. She looked calmer; the Afghan providing comfort to her shoulders. He responded, "I think that we wait for them and the four of us discuss what is next."

She smiled and took his hand. "You are so beautiful and so affable. Do you really think our alpha-spouses won't already have a plan? No, I want to know what you and I should do. Do we admit to tonight? Come clean as it were."

"Oh...right." He sat with the thought, his fingers instinctively rubbing hers. She blushed at the tingle in her heart. "We come clean; pun intended. We did what we did because we wanted to and we thought we deserved it. We had planned on staying silent to keep the lifestyle that we all love intact. But now? Now we have decisions to make as a quartet. It's a moment for them to reset, so why not have us reset as well."

"Wow, that's...perfect." She was genuinely impressed. She leaned in and Roger raised his eyebrows but leaned as well. This kiss was strong and sweet and lasted for several seconds. "I really like you, Roger. Maybe it's some weird kept-spouse commiseration thing, like a perverted Stockholm Syndrome." Roger winced but laughed. "All I know is I felt alive when we fucked." Roger blushed but did not drop eye contact. "And I want to feel that way again."

He set down their coffees and pulled her in, and they kissed again like sweethearts deciding to go steady. "Yeah, what you said." The two laughed and then just held each other for a few minutes, hands and fingers gently soothing their new lover.

"How long do you think...?"

Roger did some mental math as he checked his phone. "It sounded like they were in a parking garage. We are thirty minutes out from the city, and I am guessing he drives fast." She gave an eyeroll. "And probably even faster when upset, so any - " Headlights in the window signaled the arrival of Derek's SUV. "Yep, there they are."

Marley took a deep breath then mumbled, "Shit, my car's in the driveway."

Roger shrugged and the two stood. He went to open the front door. Cassy flew in first, tossing her coat and overnight bag on the floor as if expecting the valet to take them up for her. She was followed closely by a surprisingly incomplete Derek.

Cassy strode into the living room to confront Marley. "Just what the hell are you doing here?"

Derek followed, a bit confused as to what side he should take, his wife's or his lover's. "Babe, Roger probably called her to-"

Without turning away from looking down into the eyes of her boss, Cassy cut him off. "She's wearing Roger's lounging outfit. She's been here awhile and probably had to hastily redress.” She took in the mess of Marley’s hair. “They were - "

It was Roger's turn to feel torn. "Hold up, Cass, you don't know what you're- "

She spun on him and boiled over. "You were fucking behind our backs, without permission! Jesus! This night! Even after we forbade you from seeing- "

"ENOUGH!" Roger shocked even himself. The room fell silent, and Cassy was genuinely struck dumb. "Sit, all of you. All of us." He closed the front door and returned, surprised to see Derek sit between the women on the couch. It was comically cringy, no one daring to speak. Roger was calm. "Do you two want some coffee?"

Cassy shook her head, tears forming. Derek mumbled, "...sure, thanks..." Roger nodded and headed out.

The awkwardness was nearly unbearable. Cassy muttered, "Fuuuck..." and slumped back, kicking her heels across the room. Marley was sure she meant for Roger to pick them up.

The redheaded cuckold in waiting handed Derek a mug.

"Thanks..." He sipped it. It was perfect. "How did you...?" Roger gestured with his head toward an eyes-closed Cassy and Derek nodded.

"Okay," Roger started. "Marley and I were having sex. It was my idea and she agreed."

"It was both our idea. Thanks for being gallant, but I'm a big girl." She winked and Roger smiled.

Still reclined and looking annoyed, her eyes puffy and makeup smeared, Cassy scoffed. "Unbelievable."

Roger felt bolstered. He wanted to be blunt but not hurtful. He hoped they all understood that. "It was grest, unbelievably great. We had a really...great time." He flashed on the image of watching his cock perfectly slide into Marley's pussy and his dick tingled. Marley’s nod was almost imperceptible.

Cassy sat up and was exceptionally bitchy. "You are not allowed to have a 'great time', not even a good one! That's the heart of the agreement!"

Marley chimed in, her hand on her husband's thigh, his covering hers. "It is time for a reset, Cassy. Time for new agreements."

Cassy looked at her principal and then down at the couple's hands. “It's not like we were caught on TMZ or something. It was just Gloria, for fuck's sake!"

Roger attempted to calm her. "You sounded like the world had ended, Babe."

Cassy stood and grabbed Roger's coffee from his hand and took a sip. It seemed to calm her some. "Because it felt like it. Now, I don't know.... but ending it with Derek?" She held out her hand and he took it. "I just can't do that."

Marley stood and stepped away then turned. "No one said 'end." I said reset. We need a new set of rules or something. Rules that involve me fucking your husband."

The directness of the statement sobered the room. The silence each felt was accompanied by their own rapid heart rates.

Until that moment, that phrase would only have been uttered by Cassy. She truly did not know how to continue. She turned to her strangely silent lover. "You've been strangely silent."

Derek didn't look up; he sat with his hands on the coffee mug as if gaining wisdom. "I think they are right, Babe." He looked at his wife and stumbled for a moment. "I meant her, Cassy, not you, Mar." Marley smirked and nodded. Derek now looked to Roger with a sense of appreciation, possible even respect. "I am okay with you two having sex. It seemed inevitable. One of the reasons we wanted us all together last week was to set you guys up."

Cassy shot out, "Derek, what the fuck?" at the same moment Marley said, "I knew it."

Derek didn't waiver. "We wanted to make you guys want each other and then continually deny you. Sounds really shitty right now, but in the context of the lifestyle, it's," Cassy joined him to finish, "pretty hot."

More silence brought more questions. Each mind was dancing around possibilities, consequences, compromises.

Marley brough them all back to focus. "Gloria will not be a problem. I already took care of her."

Cassy's jaw dropped. "What?"

"She called me. Wanted to 'tell me something she thought I should hear as a friend.' I listened in silence then told her it wasn't her business and that we would talk on Monday. I guarantee she will consider job security first." It was Derek's turn to look shocked. "Oh, God! I would never fire her! She holds that place together. And she was trying to be a friend."

Roger chuckled softly. "I think this whole thing was in Cards Against Humanity."

They all smiled, the mood scented with fatigue. Roger stood. "Cassy, why don't you change, and we can keep talking at the table. I can get some of that cheesecake out."

Marley smiled, "Are we the Golden Girls?"

Cassy laughed, "Thanks, Babe. Yeah, sounds good."

Roger was thankful for a calm response. "Derek, I know you are bigger than me, but if you want I can..." He gestured upstairs.

Derek stood. "Thanks, but I have my bag in the car. I'll be right back."

He turned to go but stopped to give his wife a hug and a kiss. "Sorry, Mar... sucky night."

Roger felt a little like an eavesdropper due to the genuinely tender moment.

Marley touched her husband's cheek and whispered, "It's going to be fine."

He nodded and went out.

Cassy was holding Roger's hand; torn by wanting to comment on the soft moment she just witnessed and a desire to apologize. She surprised him with a loving kiss and silently went to retrieve her bag. With a strange resolve that included a new respect for her cuckold, she headed upstairs to change.

Marley watched, noticing a sexy sway in Cassy's ass she was not disliking. She stepped to Roger, the connection between them having grown beyond what she had anticipated. "You should take the lead at the table." She kissed his neck then licked his ear. "Just make sure we still get to fuck when negotiations are done."

His cock twitched. "You bet. That's a deal breaker."

They French-kissed and she squeezed his cock. He stood still as she took the coffee mugs into the kitchen. He took a deep breath and strutted after her.

Ten minutes later, the four all sat letting chocolate/strawberry cheesecake and coffee remove the tension. Cassy was in comfy pajamas, and Derek in a tank top and gym shorts. They were animatedly sharing the mess of the show they saw. The lead male was a poor singer, and by the end, it was fully comical that he was so off key. They laughed in the retelling and couldn't help leaning into each other, Cassy stroking his arm.

At a lull Roger brought them back to the agenda. "Cass, I love you more than anyone in the world. I love the life we have, and I love being your cuckold...once a week."

She actually blushed. It was sweet, he thought.

Marley chimed in. "Dee (she used her pet-name for him to give impact) I love you more than anyone in the world. And I love the life we have. You are a great dad and a great partner. And I love how you cheat on me with hot sexy women." Cassy blushed again, Derek chuckled. Marley ended with Roger's tag, "Once a week."

Derek swelled a bit, his back straighter. "You shall get your wish then, Cu -" he hesitated, "Mar."

Marley blushed and looked down for a moment. "I appreciate that." The ambiguity of that being a reference to the wish granted or the withdrawal of the word Cunt was not lost on any of them.

Roger added, "Marley and I would like to keep exploring an intimate relationship. We want..."

"To fuck?" Derek aided, his face alpha-smirking.

"Um, yeah, I guess. So, I was thinking. How about on date night, you two will do your thing and we will do ours? We can still be in our, you know, outfits or whatever, but we get to have fun too."

Derek offered, "You liked the nipple clamps, did you?"

Marley blushed heavily, "Derek...?"

Roger gulped knowing his face answered in the affirmative. He continued. "Cass, I hate to admit yet have to, I still want you to talk down to me and make me...clean up." He could barely get the last out. "I love it so much..."

Cassy was almost crying, she was so moved. She reached out and took his hand. "I love you, Babe." She then leaned in and whispered, her face going hard, tears retreating. "But you will never be the man he is." She then looked at her boss who was stoic yet secretly aroused by Roger's request. Cassy said directly to Marley's face. "Nobody fucks me better than your husband. And I am not giving him up." Roger moaned.

With two sentences and a complete transformation of mood she brilliantly brought them all back to what had been working. Derek was truly impressed by them both. Roger and Cassy had managed to offer in just a few honest words what he was hoping would be the outcome. He looked about the room ending with his wife. "You sure you want to go on?"

Marley took a dazed Roger by the back of the neck and gave him a scorchingly hot succubus level kiss. "Fuck yes!"

Marley still inches from his face, Roger was panting yet determined. "Um, Derek? Take my wife, your slutty, hot lover, upstairs and fuck her brains out. I'm going to take your wife on that couch over there."

Cassy gasped, "Holy fuck, yes, Babe..." This time it didn't matter who she was referring to as she now thought of them with equal affection.

Derek moaned. "Yes Sir, Little Cuck." He then rose, and without even asking, pulled Cassy up on her feet and slung her over his shoulder. She yelped then melted as he grabbed her ass and headed for the stairs. "You promised me your ass before the night was done. I intend to collect."

Roger looked at a speechless Marley. He stood and held out his hand. "Sorry, you aren't too heavy to lift; that caveman shit is just not my style."

She pulled him into a deep embrace, her legs straddling his thigh. She growled at the hardness of his cock. "Good, but you should know I don't care if you want to be rough, now that I know you fit so perfectly."

The two were naked before she flopped back on the couch. Roger the Cuck 2.0 leapt onto her.

Upstairs the hotties were also naked. The new deal somehow fueling them even more than usual. Cassy jumped on her marital bed on her hands and knees and dropped her head, her nipples scraping the duvet, her ass sticking up, her pussy obviously gushing. "Fuck me any way you want, Lover." She lustily groaned, arousal sending her to a different octave of voice and thought. "I am yours to be used."

Derek grunted in primal delight. His cock soon smushing over her wet folds then plunging deep in her pussy with one thrust. Her cunt clenched and she came hard with a scream just as primal.

"GaaaaHHHDDD! Yesss, Babe. UNGHH! Cummmming!"

He slapped her ass on both cheeks and she yelped. Her pussy clenched twice in response, fluids flowing freely.

"Uh, uh, uh - yes keep going! Fuck me like you own me!"

"God damn, Cassy! You are a fuck dream come to life!" Her pussy spasmed and did its best to deter his onslaught. He grabbed hold of her hips, his left foot planted on the bed, his right leg still kneeling. "Ffffucking perrrfect!"

Cassy loved this position. She called it the "Love Hammer."

Derek was soon nailing her with appropriate ferocity, his cock hard enough to drive a spike into a tree!

On the couch, Marley's legs were being hooked by Roger's elbows as he drove his moderate, but apparently perfect-sized cock into her wetness. The couch was making new sounds having never hosted aggressive fuckers before. Roger was in a zone. He had stiff arms but was able to bend enough to take a sweet pink and brown nipple into his mouth.

Marley held his head and rubbed his curls. "Yes, Lover. Suck it hard. Make me feel it! You are so- Ungh!" her voice dropped as he took the speed and intensity up another two levels.

A particularly loud scream came from upstairs; Cassy cumming with wild abandon.

Roger moaned and pulled his lips off of Maley's breast. He pushed his body forward, folding Marley even more.

She grunted and found her breath. "My hunky - ungh - husband just made your - fuck -cunt wife orgasm better - oh FUUuuu - than you ever did!"

Roger was spurred on by degrading talk from an unexpected source. Marley was delighted in his renewed pounding as two orgasms nearly swallowed her whole.

"Ohhh fuuurrr--k!" her breath disappeared as Roger worked to match her and near completion.

The rocking and squeak of the couch was in perfect sync with the bed screeches upstairs. Cassy had cum three times and was half out of conscience as Derek drove down into her now collapsed body. She was imperceptibly whimpering as he hit her cervix repeatedly with prone bone accuracy.

His balls contracted and his impressive knob swelled. "FUUUCK CUMMING!" he howled in alpha triumph. His explosion was thick and burning with surprise as he had already cum twice tonight. This new relational arrangement made him feel more superior than ever, regardless of the fact that it was granted by the two cucks fucking downstairs. He spurted one last glob and collapsed on top of his intoxicatedly content lover.

It had been the best fuck the two had ever had. Together or with others...

Roger's cum erupted with a force he hadn't felt in years. Something primal took hold of his natural cuckold demeanor and showed him another door. If this is what Cassy felt every time with Derek, he would never again question her need to get it.

"Ohh MAArrrley---!" His voice closed off in a hissing wince as his final blast coated her birth canal. Marley held him with vice gripped knees and dug in fingernails.

It had been the best fuck the two had ever had.

Cassy's glazed over eyes creeped open and saw Derek's perfect chest rising and falling, his forearm draped over his eyes. She put her hand on his stomach, and he moaned and took it in his own.

Cassy unnecessarily whispered, "Did you hear that? Our little cuck couple just had a roaring good cum!" She giggled slightly and scooted close to lay her head on his shoulder, her bent leg over his hip.

Derek slid his arm around her and cupped her full round butt cheek in his wide strong hand. "Good for them..."

Cassy was ready for a superior retort and found she agreed with him. "Yes...good."

Roger was now against the back of the couch trying to be smaller so his beautiful older lover would not fall off. The way she gripped his waist it seemed impossible.

"Oh Roger...that was heaven. He has never gotten that deep; it has always been too much for both of us."

Roger kissed her forehead in gratitude. "It was perfect. Thank you for trusting me."

Marley opened her eyes and they kissed. "More than that...I think..." She suddenly blushed and snuggled into him. No more words were needed.

They stayed the night. Marley and Roger used the guest room. As was tradition, Roger was in the main bedroom the next morning cleaning out his wife's swollen and sticky pussy while she related the details of their night of five different positions. Roger moaned through it all and for the first time was taking notes.

In the bathroom down the hall, Marley was on her knees worshipping her husband's well used and sticky cock with a renewed reverence. She recognized its power and was also respectful of its need for a better cunt to plunder.

All in all, the two couples, now a foursome, were looking forward to the next chapter.

***

It would be another month before they had an official swap in the same bed. It was in a luxury hotel Derek had booked for his and Marley's anniversary. They all found it wonderfully kinky that he checked them in at the desk while holding Cassy around the waist. When the desk clerk congratulated him and Cassy, Derek corrected him. "Oh no, this is my lover. My wife is carrying my bag."

The four hit the elevator: Marley scarlet in embarrassment, Roger perturbed, Cassy shocked and nearly gushing arousal and all four of them happy as hell.

EPILOGUE

Roger was so relieved and then happy as hell to see Derek come out of the Mother Child Ward with a huge grin. Roger had an inquisitive look that made Derek chuckle.

"Relax, my friend. She is fine, they are both fine. She's already taking to the nipple to have her first meal. Mommy is wincing but has happy tears. I wanted to get you in there as soon as they would let me."

Roger was already past him and heading into the hallway. He was beside himself with elation. Finally, after all these months of planning.

He quietly stepped into Room Three and saw that Derek was quite accurate. In the bed, a weary yet relieved Marley was holding her baby to her left breast and was wincing a bit as her new daughter suckled.

She smiled when he came in and reached out her free hand. "I am so sorry, you are only allowed two people and - "

Roger waved her off and kissed her hand. He looked over at his wife in the chair opposite, nursing her three-month-old son. Roger smiled and she mouthed "I love you," her eyes brimming with happy tears.

Derek stood behind Cassy and bent to kiss the head of his son who was starting to fall asleep, his mouth still on the nipple. "Been there, done that, Bud," he murmured and Cassy rolled her eyes.

Roger would have smiled at the silliness if he wasn't locked in on the most beautiful head of red hair he had ever seen, adorning the head of his daughter. Marley saw the look and could not have been more proud.

Not the woman he had anticipated would bear his child yet somehow it made sense. He kissed Marley's forehead and whispered, "Told you you weren't too old. Love you, love you both..." He then looked at his wife who was beaming. "I love you all." Derek gave a smile and a nod.

This was the new agreement.

THE END

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