Chapter 5

After leashing Phillip to his bed, I went out to the spa with Laura and Jeri, with another bottle of wine.

"I didn't bring a suit," Jeri said, when she saw where I'd taken her.

"You've seen me naked, and Laura naked. I've seen you naked and if you ever spent time in a woman's locker room, you've been seen naked by other women mucho number of times. I didn't think you were that much of a prude."

"You're an asshole, you know it."

I smiled at her. "So you've told me, multiple times. I already agree with you. If not an asshole, then at least an unrepentant Casanova, which is damn close to the same thing."

I started removing my clothes, Laura was already in the spa. Jeri sighed and stripped off her clothes, sinking into the spa.

"Do you have any recommendations of anything else I might try, Doctor?"

"I don't know. I might need to do some research on the subject. What were you thinking of trying next?"

"Since his ejaculations seem to be part of his cuckold fetish, which is definitely tied to watching Laura get fucked, exclusively by men, because women haven't seemed to do the same thing, I was thinking of taking Laura somewhere else for a few days, where Phillip can't see her fucked. I was hoping the mere threat of my doing so would have stopped him, because he does want to see it so much. Now, I'm wondering if I should ever let him see Laura have sex, maybe put some white noise in his ears so he can't hear it either. Perhaps that would tone down his spontaneous ejaculations. I hate to do it, because it was the primary reason he wanted another man to breed his wife. It seems like I'm cheating him out of his pleasure in the deal. I mean, I suppose I don't have to fix his fucking skills. He can be a small dicked premature ejaculator for the rest of his life, but I was hoping that if he felt better in the bedroom, not as much of a disappointment, his fetish wouldn't drive him so hard. He could take pride in the pleasure he himself gave his wife, and not expect me or someone else to do it."

"That sounds remarkably kind hearted of you, Brick."

"Except for the fact I was a cheating bastard, I was never unkind to you, Jeri."

"No, you weren't. I'll give you that."

"As a result of my current relationship with Phillip and Laura, I've had sex with a couple of other married women, both of them in Ethical Non-Monogamous marriages. Have you heard of it?"

"I'm familiar with the term. It's essentially an open marriage."

"That's one type. Laura's and Phillip's is another. Polyamorous relationships form still another. Essentially, it's any relationship where the couple agree that either of the parties can have sex with other people under whatever terms they both agree to. In my reading, there was one couple where the man was asexual and couldn't provide for the sexual needs to his partner. So she got to have sex with other men, as long as she came home and provided the emotional support he did need. It requires them to have the knowledge and consent of their partner for sex with others, to remain ethical and not become merely cheating.

"One of the women was a flight attendant who flew different routes than her husband, which didn't allow them to see each other frequently, she indicated 2-3 days a month. Rather than get a divorce or forgo sex most of the time, they practiced ENM, sex with the knowledge and consent of their partner. I saw the texts she sent to her husband, telling him what she'd done. Another couple, were a masseur and masseuse pair. Their careers put them into the position of having sex with others, and they each agreed the other could take advantage of those opportunities. In their case, it was more of an open marriage.

"It got me to thinking about our marriage and if we might have done better with an ENM marriage."

"Why be married in the first place?"

"Because there were things we enjoyed as a couple, unrelated to sex, and we could have continued to enjoy those things."

"You're not suggesting we get married again, are you?"

"No. I'm done with marriage. In fact, my current relationship has opened up a completely different concept for me. I assumed that when my marriage ended, my opportunity to have children ended with it. Yet, here I am, hoping to have a child with Laura, one that she and Phillip would raise as their own, yet still leaving a piece of me in this world to go on. And I wondered about other couples in similar situations, unable to have their own child due to a failure of the male's reproductive equipment, or even those who are in a purely cuckold relationship where the husband was not averse to his wife getting pregnant with another man.

"It's mostly why the Smith's relationship is concerning to me. I want my child to grow up in a stable home with a loving couple. I didn't want to see them destroy their marriage with behavior antithetical to raising a child. It's okay if Laura wants to sleep with the occasional other man, as long as it's ethical to Phillip and meets his own needs, and doesn't regress into an everyday occurrence. It's okay for Phillip to enjoy watching his wife fuck other men as long as he doesn't lose his job, or his wife, or turn her into a whore to make it happen. If once a month or so, they chose to indulge themselves in a discrete outside relationship, it could be done responsibly.

"Laura turning into a stripper or streetwalker is not discrete nor responsible. As I said to Laura, she can't be dropping her child off at day care every day to fuck a half dozen other men for fun. Her reputation would reflect poorly on Phillip's career. So before I give them a child, I want to be sure they can manage themselves responsibly, or see them submissive to someone else who would. And I might have to be more careful with the other couples I pick, to ensure the same thing doesn't happen with them. Let's call it Ethical Other Couple Breeding. I give them something they want, I get something I want. Hopefully, we all end up happier for it."

"That sounds like the biggest pile of bull crap I ever heard."

"Laura, do you and Phillip want a child?"

"Yes, more than anything."

"Do you want it with someone who isn't going to fuck up your marriage because he has no interest in marrying either of you, or taking your child from you?"

"That's what we wanted."

"Do you agree that what I'm doing now has a better chance of helping you remain married and in a loving relationship?"

"You seem to care for us a great deal and want for our marriage to succeed."

I turned to Jeri again. "I tailored their experience based upon what I thought their needs were. I've taken over Phillip's marital bed because of his cuckold fantasies. But, I promote their continued sexual contact with each other, and have attempted to increase the quality and quantity of their sex lives together, despite my presence in their marriage.

"If I did this with another couple, perhaps one without a cuckold fetish, I would merely provide fertilization of the wife over the course of several hours to a couple of days without the husband being present. He'd have to know about the breeding. It couldn't be done behind his back because that wouldn't be ethical. He may not be crazy about me fucking his wife, but they'd have a child and I wouldn't be there to muck up their marriage. I'm gone; Poof. I'll never seek either of them out again to ruin their marriage. Laura and Phillip have indicated they would like more than one. So, when they want the next one, I'm in, provide a pregnancy, and gone. I won't interfere in how they want to raise their children.

"I wanted Phillip to be a little stronger, more resistant to the allure of cuckoldry. To be able to say, 'Okay, that was fun, but Laura is pregnant. We'll call you if and when we want another one.' I'm hoping you can help him, help them."

"I don't know. Do you want my help, Laura?"

"Very much so, Miss Tyson. I do agree that it reached a point where neither Phillip nor I were thinking rationally and responsibly. I'd like to see if we can behave that way. I picked out Brick to breed with, because I didn't feel I'd fall in love with him. I haven't, but I have fallen in love with the fucking, which seems to be just as dangerous. Nor can I say it's just him. I enjoyed the other men I've fucked as well, and I admit, they were all more generously endowed than my husband. But I do love Phillip and want to remain married. I suppose you could say, I'd like to have my cake and eat it too."

Jeri smiled at her. "Wouldn't we all."

"I've gotten quite used to fucking in front of, and with other people, Miss Tyson. I realize that not everyone would feel that way. I would implore you to spend the night and enjoy your ex-husband's compelling sexual skills. I will sleep in another bedroom to give you privacy if you wish to do so. I also have a desire to lick his cum out of your cunt, if that would amuse you. I assume that the reason you wanted Master to spray my face with cum is because I was one of the women who replaced you in his bed, and it felt like just desserts. My cleaning up your pussy after him might serve the same purpose.

"Perhaps you can observe us more over the next couple days to see if anything which might help us, springs to mind. I understand he's promised you a shopping spree. You can leave together from here as easily as meet at some store. Good night, Miss Tyson. I hope to see you in the morning."

Laura went into the house, Jeri watching her go. "She's an amazingly intelligent and astute young woman. That's the exact reason I wanted to cover her face in cum," she said.

"I thought so too."

"Are you sure you didn't ask me over here to fuck you and you told her what to say?"

"I did not, although seeing you naked again, has made my dick hard, so I wouldn't kick you out of bed. She is my submissive though, so perhaps she's just looking out for her Master."

"You must love that shit, having a beauty like her calling you Master and sir, and fawning all over your cock?"

"I do, but I've fucked her less since she became my sub than before she did. Since she enjoys fucking me so much, I have to use the denial of fucking as a punishment. When I first came here, I was fucking her six times a day. Today, she blew me twice and fucked me once. Yesterday was worse. She did some cock sucking practice in the morning and I didn't fuck her at all. My sex life has gone downhill."

"You poor boy."

"You could help alleviate that problem."

"You really want me to fuck you again?"

"If that's what you want. I care for you, Jeri. Not in the way you wanted, but I did care for you. I still care for you. I just know I shouldn't be married."

"Fuck it! I haven't had a good fucking since I kicked you out. God, the way you made that slut scream made my panties so wet."

That's all I needed to hear. I picked her up out of the spa and carried her into the master bedroom. I dried us off and took her to bed, first oral sex, then a good fucking and then another good fucking. Turned out she screamed almost as much as Laura did.