As with Helen, Larry’s second meeting with Ian was in complete contrast to their first one. Ian had been quite garrulous the first time they met but this time he was quiet. He also appeared nervous. They met in the same hotel and sat in the same lounge bar with a drink. Larry had come to town to see a client regarding a new contract and fortunately Ian had a space in his diary to meet up for an hour.

“So, how’s your week been Ian?” Larry opened.

“Hectic,” came his answer. “Work is very busy at the moment.”

“I find that too,” Larry consoled. “It’s either feast or famine these days, no in between.”

His response drew a faint smile from Ian.

“I expect you’re here to talk about Helen?” Ian asked after a few moments of silence.

Larry nodded. “No actually, I came to talk about you. I always like to talk to a husband and wife individually,” he explained. “Get their perspectives; find out what floats their boats, so to speak. We’re all different when it comes to sex; have different likes, different turn ons and turn offs.”

Ian nodded. “You’ll want to speak to Helen as well then.”

Larry hesitated for a moment. “I already have. We met up on the morning following our meeting as a matter of fact.”

Ian was clearly taken aback. “She never mentioned anything to me about it.”

Larry explained as best he could about the meeting.

“What did she say? What did you do?” Ian asked agitatedly.

“We didn’t do anything,” Larry lied. “We just talked. Helen told me what she was looking for and I told her what I had to offer.”

“W... what is she looking for?”

“As I told your wife, any discussions I have with you both individually will be treated as private unless you wish otherwise,” Larry told him. “Also what I do with you both individually is also kept private unless it is desired otherwise.”

“So even if you did do something with her you wouldn’t tell me?”

“Not without her permission, no!”

“But... but I thought everything is supposed to be transparent and out in the open.”

Larry could see that Ian was becoming more and more agitated, the room was also filling up around them so he suggested going to his room and talking. Ian agreed.

The room was tidier now and the cool breeze from outside freshened the room, dispersing the aromas of perfume and sex. Yes, Helen had been there earlier. They had kissed with passion before he stepped back to look at her attire. Gone were the trousers and they were replaced with a skirt of modest length. Helen had lifted it up over her waist to show off her stockings and suspenders and a red and black lacy thong. “Blood hell, Helen!” he responded.

“I take it that you like it then.”

He smiled. “Why the change?”

“I’ve been looking at those websites you sent me links to and have taken on board some advice,” she replied. “Things like dressing more sexily; wearing stockings instead of tights and dresses or skirts instead of trousers and jeans.”

Larry had stepped closer to touch her. There was nothing quite like the touch of lacy stocking tops followed by that of the feel of soft, warm thighs. Then there was the thong. It barely covered her sex.

“What does Ian say about it all?”

She laughed. “He hasn’t seen this outfit yet,” she confessed. “Must be five or six years ago now since I last wore anything like this for him.”

Larry smiled. It was always surprising to see the change in a woman when another man comes on the scene.

“Do you mind if I undress?”

“Of course I do,” he laughed. “I am going to scream the place down to get you to stop.”

Helen laughed as she began to undress. “I... I don’t have much time,” she told him. “I so much enjoyed my facial the other day. I would like another one please.”

His hands moved to his belt buckle but she had already sunk to her knees. “Allow me,” she said softly.

Larry sighed as her soft fingers made contact.

“Are you into spanking?”

He looked down into her eyes wondering where that had come from. ”Yes,” he responded. “Giving or receiving?”

“Giving of course.”

He nodded. “Why?”

“Because if ever you find me naughty, if ever you think I am not being slutty enough for you, then I want you to spank me. Girls like me need to be kept in check.”

Larry groaned as her lips folded around his shaft.

“Okay.”

“Hard spanking,” she said. “I want a feel a real man’s hand on my bottom.”

He groaned again as her lips returned to his cock. “It will be hard,” he gasped. “And I don’t just use my hand; I use hard implements as well.”

Helen’s hand took hold of him and began to move back and forth. A few minutes later his cum was splashing against her face and mingling with her hair.

An hour had passed since then and now her husband was in his room with him. It never ceased to amaze him just how many married couples knew so little, sexually, about each other. All those years of frequent couplings; all those moments of intimacy together and yet they still didn’t know just what really turned each other on.

Did Ian know that Helen liked to be spanked?

Would Ian ever know that after she had masturbated him he had removed his leather belt from his trousers and put his wife across his knee?

Did Ian realise that at this very moment in time his wife was sitting at her desk still smarting from six hard strokes of his belt?

Larry smiled. Ian knew so little about his wife. “Look Ian,” he started to say as Ian opened his mouth to speak.”If you don’t want to proceed with this then fine, just say so and I’ll take no further part.”

Ian opened his mouth again but closed it quickly.

“Helen told me about the trial separation plan,” Larry told him. “Your marriage is very unstable at the moment Ian. You know that don’t you?”

Ian nodded.

“This may sound brutal but as much as Helen likes you and loves you you’re just not cutting it with her anymore.”

“Yes, yes, I know.” he snapped.

“I can help Ian.”

“What, by fucking her?”

Larry sighed. “By giving her what she needs. Believe me; she will really appreciate this sacrifice that you are making for her.”

“Rubbish!”

“Look at it like this Ian,” Larry started. “You’re giving her the freedom to find sexual satisfaction elsewhere. She’s going to be free to have sex without going behind your back and risking her marriage; without all the emotional drama that goes with relationships. She will be appreciative Ian. I’ve seen marriages come back from the brink. I’ve been part of them.”

Ian was silent for a few moments.

“There’s still a risk though!”

“There’s a risk in crossing the road Ian.”

“Do... do fancy her?”

“Well Ian,” Larry began. “If I didn’t I wouldn’t want sex with her, would I? She is quite attractive and very sexy. I’m a red blooded male, Ian, of course I fancy her. I want to fuck her but I’m not interested in settling down into a one on one relationship. I’m happy with life as it is at the moment.”

Ian went into silent mode again.

“She... she says she fancies you too.”

“And how do you feel about that?”

Ian shifted uneasily in the chair.

“But?”

Larry knew that there was more as Ian’s eyes looked down at the floor.

Ian shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know,” he started to say. “I can’t help feeling that I want her to... do it with you though.”

Larry restrained his smile.

“Well that’s good Ian,” he responded. “You see this is a three-way relationship. We all get something out of it; we all get satisfaction. Helen gets the greatest sexual satisfaction of course. I get sexual satisfaction too and so do you in your own way.”

“B... but I won’t actually be participating will I?”

Larry patted him on the shoulder. “But you will be participating Ian,” Larry corrected. “You will be playing a pivotal role.”

Ian looked puzzled.

“Standing aside and letting Helen get fucked by me is central to the whole thing Ian,” he explained. “It’s a sacrificial role played out of love. You’ll also be helping out, participating in a huge way.”

“How?”

Larry explained to Ian how it would be nice if he took Helen shopping to get some lingerie for her dates with him. He seemed to like the idea. “What sort of things do you like?”

Larry told him his favourite colours and styles.

“She... she looks very sexy in stockings and suspenders,” Ian volunteered. “It’s been a long time though since she last wore them.”

Larry smiled. If only Ian knew that she was wearing them at that very moment in time. Not only that, he had had the pleasure of seeing her in them. “You see we both benefit don’t we Ian,” he responded. ”I think a married woman should wear them all the time. There’s nothing like lifting her skirt and seeing such a sexy sight.”

“You... you will do that with Helen, will you?”

“As often as I can Ian,” Larry answered.

Ian’s jaw dropped momentarily. “Helen used to like me doing that to her.”

“Those days will return Ian,” Larry responded. “Did she ever go without knickers on?”

Ian shook his head.

Larry smiled. “I think unless a woman needs them on out of necessity they should leave them off altogether.”

“Will... will you ask Helen to do it?”

Larry shook his head. “I will be insisting upon it Ian, “Larry responded.

“I... I’m not sure if Helen would do that.”

“I am Ian,” Larry quipped. “I am quite certain that Helen will step out of her knickers at my command.”

Ian looked at him in disbelief but Larry just smiled. He knew Helen better sexually than her own husband did. “Anyway Ian,” Larry spoke ending the silence. “When do we make a start?”

“A start?”

Larry nodded.

“I... I’ll have to speak to Helen.”

“I think she’s eager to get moving on with things. I suggested to her next weekend.”

Ian seemed a little shaken by this.

“I suggested to her that you book us a double room here for the weekend – Friday until Sunday.”

“A whole weekend?”

Larry nodded.

“W... why here? I thought you would be staying with us?”

“Ordinarily, yes,” Larry responded, “but for the first few times I think Helen would prefer to be on neutral ground.”

“But... “

“Helen would find it uncomfortable having you around the first time, Ian. Most wives do, they find it difficult to relax and be themselves when their husbands are around.”

“I don’t see why they should feel like that?” Ian shrugged.

Larry sighed in exasperation. “Some wives like to make the first move, be bold and wanton, Ian. Suppose Helen is like that. Suppose on that first time she wants to kiss me passionately and then get down on her knees and suck my cock. She wants to show me how eager and pleased she is but you are around and it holds her back. She doesn’t want to show you that side of her, not at first anyway. You will restrict her, make her feel inhibited. Do you want that Ian?”

“But I’ll stay out the way. I’ll be sleeping in a different bedroom anyway. I won’t be interfering.”

Larry felt like shaking his head in despair. “I know Ian,” he responded. “Personally, I’m okay with the husband being around but you do want her to feel at ease; to be relaxed don’t you? You do want her to enjoy having sex with me don’t you?”

Ian looked in despair. “But a whole weekend... “

“I want to get to know her properly Ian. Helen will want to get to know me properly too,” Larry responded. “We will meet up over the weekend, I’m sure of it but I want to enjoy Helen and this will be the best way too.”

Ian sighed.

“You also need to get used to her being away from time to time,” Larry said. “It’s all part of being a cuckold Ian. Husband alone at home while his wife is away overnight with her lover. There will be times when she will take him home to spend time with him in the marital bed but there will also be times when she just wants to be alone with him.”

Larry watched as he processed all this. He was used to it; it is part and parcel of the induction into the lifestyle. Ian looked at his watch and spoke. “I had better be getting back to work.”

Larry gave him a slap on the shoulder. “You’ll be okay Ian.”

Ian smiled at him. “One more thing Ian,” Larry said. “Helen mentioned something about you wanting me to use condoms.”

Ian nodded.

“Sorry, I don’t do condoms Ian,” Larry told him. “You know what they’re like to wear; horrible things. I like to feel tight vaginal flesh around me and I like to cum inside a woman, not fill some latex teat.”

Ian nodded.

Larry smiled at his acknowledgement before opening the door for him to leave.

Helen rang him not long after Ian left; she wanted to know how the meeting had gone and he gave her a brief account.

“I’ll get him to book us a room this evening,” she told him.

“Make sure that he books it in his name and that he pays for it.”

“Ian has to pay for it?”

“Of course,” Larry told her. “It’s not the money; it’s all part of the cuckolding thing. The husband takes care of his wife’s comfort and expenses.”

She laughed. “That’s wicked!”

“You’re learning fast,” he responded. “Perhaps he should pay for the meal as well.”

“I will tell him if you want me too.”

Larry laughed again. “No that’s okay. I’ll pay.”

“I suppose you will be expecting sex afterwards will you?” Helen laughed.

“Well... if the man pays for the meal then it’s only right that she should reciprocate by giving him her body in return.”

“I’d like to give you my body right now,” she told him.

“And I would like to take it but the wait will be worthwhile.”

Helen became silent.

“Is anything wrong?”

“No,” she responded softly. “I was just thinking about that lovely big cock of yours. I bet it will feel so good inside me.”

“I’m sure it will. I’ve had no complaints so far.”

Helen laughed.

“Where would you like eat, by the way, the hotel here or somewhere else?”

“I suppose it will have to be the hotel,” she responded. “We usually go to an Italian place just around the corner from the hotel. They do some wonderful steaks there.”

“The Italian place it is then.”

“They... they know us quite well and friends of ours go there too.”

“And that would bother you?”

“Well it’s a bit... “

“Sooner or later you will be seen out with a lover in this lifestyle.”

“I suppose I will.”

“It all depends on how bold you want to be,” Larry responded. “To all intents and purposes we could be on business or perhaps just good friends.”

Helen went quiet again.

“Or just fuck buddies!”

Helen laughed quietly. “Fuck buddies hey?”

“Get Ian to book a table for us.”

“You’re very wicked; you know that, don’t you.”

“So I’ve been told!”

“But that’s what I need in my life just now Larry,” she sighed. “A very wicked man.”