In Aunt Dahlia's Nephew, a story I wrote on Fictionmania, a young man loses his mother, is changed beyond recognition by his aunt, and hopes to find someone who will accept and love him as he is now.
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In Aunt Dahlia's Nephew, a story I wrote on Fictionmania, a young man loses his mother, is changed beyond recognition by his aunt, and hopes to find someone who will accept and love him as he is now.
It's a slippery slope that leads down one path ...
When im in pantyhose im so powerless and submissive that i'm so scared on what a real mistress would force me to do
"You're welcome" he replied with a laugh. "Now go tell your wife that you understand and accept that you will never have sex again but that you think it is wonderful that she has found a better man than you and that you are grateful for being able to remain a small part of her life."
"Yes sir" you then said. "And again -- thank you."
You then went over to your wife.
"So" she said to you "From what I could hear, my boyfriend has laid things out pretty clearly for you. And from all the nodding that you did, I take it that you understand and accept that he's the number one man in my life now while your days of sharing a bedroom with me are over -- as are your days of ever having sex with me -- or any woman for that matter."
"Yes, sweetheart. I understand and accept all of that. I ... just have one question. Will you ... and he ... permit me to ... you know ... play with myself, or is that forbidden too?"
Your wife smiled. "Yes, sweetie -- we will allow that. BUT -- you will always have to ask for permission, and only do it under his, or my, supervision. "
"Yes. Thank you" you replied. "I understand, and I promise not to break that rule."
"Good boy" your wife laughingly said to you, and then she walked over, took her boyfriend's hand, gave him an affectionate kiss, and then the two of them walked away together.
Indeed, there were a couple of times -- several years ago now -- when your wife actually gave you a choice between having sex with her or helping her get ready for a date with another man. You know, of course, what her clear preference was, and she was pleased and amused each time when you chose for her to have deeply satisfying sex with someone else instead of having disappointing sex with you.
Your best friend had "dropped by" -- supposedly to watch football with you. What you didn't know was that your wife had actually invited him to visit. And soon after he arrived, your wife noticed that you were almost out of beer and sent you to the store to get some more. When you got back with the beer, though, the situation had changed.
You walked over, gave your wife a little kiss on the cheek, wished them both a good night, and then did as she had told you to do -- heading on down to the basement where you would be able to be blissfully unaware of whatever the two of them did during the night in the master bedroom upstairs.
Indeed, if anyone were to see the three of you together -- someone who didn't know exactly who was who -- they would assume that he was the one who was married to her while you were just a good friend of the two of them. And in fact, that is exactly what has happened quite a number of times when the three of you have gone out somewhere together -- as waiters or others who see you presume that the two of them are the loving and affectionate married "couple" while you are the friend.
Only a matter of time before you’re just a friend
She had been so unhappy while he was away that even you were really pleased that he was back and would be here momentarily so that they could spend some quality time together -- while you leave to stay in a motel for the next two days.
You'd had a feeling that something like this was coming. The way she looked when she talked with him on the phone and when you took her to his place for sex -- gave you the sense that they were developing feelings for each other that went beyond just being "friends with benefits".
In your heart of hears, you're hoping she won't say yes -- but it's obvious that saying yes is what she wants to do -- and all you can say to her now is that you want her to do whatever HER heart is telling her to do. Later that evening, when they are talking on the phone, you hear her tell him that she would love to be his girlfriend. And that was that.
"Then tell him I'm in here waiting for him -- and then you should go out for a few hours -- like the good friend that you are!"