A Week of Denial - Monday

Aaron wakes up on Monday morning to the sound of the shower running. He sits up and sees steam seeping out from under the bathroom door. He smiles. Wendy loves to take an incredibly hot shower.

He gets out of bed and slowly ambles towards the bathroom. A brief memory of Wendy and her bull taking a shower on Saturday night dances through Aaron's head and he smiles. He'd heard the moans and opened the door a crack to peer inside. Wendy had her hands pressed up against the wall and Edwin - her bull - had a strong grasp on her hips while he fucked her from behind. Aaron watched for a short spell and then left his wife and her bull to their passionate pursuit.

"Good morning," he says while stepping into the steamy atmosphere of their recently renovated master bathroom.

"Good morning," Wendy says from behind the foggy glass of the shower door.

"Do you have room for me in there?"

The door slides open and Aaron quickly disrobes and joins his wife. She smiles and presses her lean, wet body against his for a deep kiss. Her breasts feel wondrous against his chest and she moans into his mouth as he grabs her ass and squeezes.

"Look who's already excited," she says, referring to the erection that's sprung up between Aaron's legs.

"I can't help myself."

"I know."

She takes him in her hand and they kiss as she strokes him slowly. It feels exceptionally good.

"I want you," he says.

Wendy smiles. "It's a shame you're not a bull. If you were, I'd let you have me."

"Like you let Edwin have you?"

She nods. "He's a bull. He gets to have me when he wants me. You're a cuckold. You get to have me when I decide you're permitted to enjoy my pussy."

Aaron smiles. "I love you so much."

She laughs softly and kisses him. "You're such a cuck," she whispers.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

"I love you for it. Now get on your knees and eat my pussy."

Aaron falls to his knees.

"No touching your cock. Not unless I give you permission."

Those are always the rules but Wendy likes to reaffirm them. Aaron likes it when she does that. He likes being reminded that she makes the rules, that she's in charge when it comes to his sexual pleasure.

Aaron worships his wife's pussy. He gives her the pleasure she craves and he hopes that she's thinking of her bull as he gets her off with his tongue.

After her orgasm, Wendy helps him to his feet and they share another deep kiss as she strokes his dick, which is still stiff.

"Can I cum?" he asks.

"No. I like it better when you're desperate, when you're horny, when you crave me."

"I do crave you."

She smiles and kisses him. They finish their shower together. Aaron changes into his work clothes as Wendy throws on a pair of pink athletic leggings and a cropped white sweater. She has the luxury of working from home, though Aaron is certain that her outfit is specifically chosen to arouse him. It works like a charm. He wants to touch her, to hold her, to caress her, to kiss her.

Wendy makes them breakfast as Aaron makes the coffee. She makes sure to touch him as much as possible, pressing her body against his several times. She kisses him often, sometimes with tongue and sometimes for just a moment.

"I want you so badly," he says as she turns off the burner and begins to plate the eggs.

"I know," Wendy replies. "I like it when you want me. I like knowing that you're going to spend your day thinking about me. I really, really like knowing that you only get to have me when I give you permission."

Aaron moves behind her and runs his hands under her sweater. He finds his wife's bare breasts and moans at the lack of a bra. She sets the pan on the counter, presses her ass into his crotch, and turns her head to kiss him. Aaron grinds his crotch into her ass and Wendy moans into his mouth.

"I'm going to let Edwin have me again before I let you have me," she whispers.

"Today?"

She shakes her head. "He's out of town today and tomorrow. I'll be thinking of him, though. We'll probably have phone sex. If you're lucky I'll do that while you're here so you can eat my pussy as I fantasize about my bull fucking me."

"I'd love that," he says.

Wendy smiles, grabs the plates, and wriggles free from his grasp to deliver their food to the table. They sit and have breakfast. They talk about their respective days. There's no mention of sex. There's just good conversation.

After breakfast they clear away the plates and do the dishes. Aaron then gathers his things and heads out for work. Wendy walks him to the door and pulls him close for a long, deep kiss that leaves him with a throbbing erection.

"Think about me today," she says softly while caressing his cock through his pants. "Think about me and my bull. Think about me dreaming of him, fantasizing about him. Think about him doing as he pleases with my body and making me cum so fucking hard in the process."

Aaron could cum right there. Just a few quick strokes is all it would take.

"I want you. I'm so horny."

"I know. You can't have me. You can't have an orgasm. All you get is denial, my love."

Aaron heads to work with desire coursing through his body. He'll have to try hard to clear that out of his head so he can actually get something done at work. That's all part of the fun of the tease and denial play that they both get off on, though.

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"How's your day?" Wendy texts a little after 1 p.m.

Aaron smiles. "Slow," he replies. "Boring, especially when compared to the fun we had this morning. Work just doesn't hold a candle to getting to go down on my wife in the shower, nor does it come close to comparing to making out with my wife before leaving for work."

She replies with a frowning emoji.

"I got bored with work too," Wendy texts. "Unlike you, though, I have the freedom to cure that boredom."

"Yeah? How did you do that?"

"I went lingerie shopping for Edwin. I wanted something sexy to wear for him the next time he fucks me. Something that would make him feel that animalistic desire to ravage my body."

Aaron's pulse quickens. "Did you buy something?"

"I did," she texts. "Would you like to see it?"

"More than anything."

A few minutes pass without Wendy sending anything. Aaron can't concentrate. He can't get any work done.

"If I'm going to share a lingerie pic with you, I want something in return."

He smiles. It's just a picture. He shouldn't have to give anything in return. That's the fun of their little game, though. He likes that she's demanding something. He likes that she understands how much he enjoys it when she takes control.

"I'll do anything."

"Yeah?" she asks. "Anything? Just to see a picture of me in the lingerie I'm going to wear for my bull? You know I'm not going to wear it for you, right? Not until he's fucked me in it."

Aaron's cock stirs. He reads her text twice. He loves when she talks to him like that. "I'll do anything for the picture."

"I want a massage tonight. Full body. At least a half hour."

"I'll rub you for an hour," he replies.

"Such a good cuck."

The picture comes through. Wendy looks stunning. The lingerie is perfect. Her body is perfect.

"You're so fucking hot," he says as his dick gets hard without being touched. "Edwin's so lucky. I'm so lucky."

"So am I. I get a full body massage tonight just because I sent my cuck a simple picture. Oh, and I expect that massage to have a very happy ending, and of course it goes without saying that your dick won't come anywhere near my pussy tonight."

He's hard as a rock. His body is humming with lust. He considers sneaking off to the bathroom to masturbate, but that would be a terrible decision on so many levels, so Aaron simply stares at the picture on his phone and imagines his wife getting fucked in that lingerie set. Luckily for him, he's witnessed such pleasures before and it's easy to replay them in his mind. He sees Wendy on her hands and knees being taken from behind. He sees her on top. He sees her on her back with her stocking-clad legs wrapped around Edwin's muscular frame.

All of it is pure bliss.

"You're a goddess," he texts his wife. "Thank you for the picture. I can't wait to see you tonight."

It takes a little time, but eventually Aaron gets back to work. At least until Wendy texts him again a few hours later.

"I just masturbated. I couldn't help myself. I kept thinking about Edwin, about him fucking me. I got so distracted that I had to clear my head."

Aaron looks at the picture again. He stares at his wife in lingerie and imagines her getting fucked by Edwin. He imagines her moaning and cumming on her bull's big cock.

"I recorded myself masturbating. Would you like to hear a little bit of your wife moaning as she thinks about her bull?"

"More than anything," he replies.

This time, Wendy sends the link (note: link goes to a short audio I uploaded) without asking anything of Aaron. He puts in his earbuds and taps the audio file. He listens to his wife moaning as she masturbates. He knows she's thinking about her bull. It thrills Aaron to know that his wife is masturbating and cumming while thinking about another man. He looks at the lingerie selfie while listening.

"I wish I had the luxury of masturbating at work."

"Even if you did, I wouldn't let you," she replies. "You're a cuck. You don't deserve to cum whenever you want. You only get to cum when I give you permission. I'll see you soon, baby."

Aaron listens to the short audio file half a dozen more times. Then he sets his phone aside and gets back to work. He gets very little done, though his job isn't anywhere near important enough for that to matter.

Wendy welcomes him home from work with a kiss. She's changed into a beautiful red and white sundress. She wears heels with it. He feels a sense of elation at coming home to such a beautiful woman.

They make dinner together and, as with breakfast, there are many small affections exchanged. They kiss. They touch. She strokes him through his pants. He lifts her dress and caresses her ass.

They eat dinner on the deck as the sun goes down. They drink wine. They talk. They laugh. Once they've finished eating, Wendy gets up and moves to sit in Aaron's lap. He runs his hands over her body and they kiss and drink their wine. She works his cock with her ass, keeping him a state of arousal that is enhanced with the kissing.

Eventually they get up and clear away the dishes. Wendy takes Aaron to the bedroom. They both strip naked. She lies face down in the bed and he retrieves the massage oil.

He works her body for nearly an hour. He does so because he finds it pleasurable to rub his naked wife. He likes getting to run his hands over her tight, fit body. He likes the way she moans when he hits a spot that feels especially good. He loves when she flips onto her back and lets him rub her thighs, stomach, and breasts. He gets excited and towards the end of the massage he's damn near fully erect.

"This was amazing," Wendy says when it's over. "You went above and beyond, baby. I'm a very lucky woman."

"I'm the lucky one," he replies. Aaron means it, too. His marriage is happier than he ever imagined possible and Wendy is the most incredible woman he's ever met.

"You deserve a reward for doing such an amazing job."

She rolls onto her back and spreads her legs. Aaron stares between them. Her pussy is wet. Her legs are still slick with the massage oil. She looks perfect in every way.

"You get to fuck me," she says.

Aaron crawls between her legs. They kiss. His cock grows to a fully erect, throbbing state.

"You only get 20 thrusts, though," she says. "If you can cum in 20 thrusts, then you're welcome to cum inside me. If you don't finish, you must pull out after 20. Do you understand?"

Aaron nods. He wasn't expecting that he'd get to be inside her. He's thrilled.

Wendy reaches down and guides his cock into her pussy. He fills her slowly.

"That's one," she says. "I'll keep count. You can go as slow or fast as you'd like."

Aaron is certain he won't be able to cum in just twenty thrusts, so he goes slowly. He accepts the denial from the start and resolves to simply enjoy the warmth and wetness of his wife's pussy.

They kiss as he slides in and out of her. Her tongue is active and eager and her hands move down his back until she grasps his ass.

"Does my pussy feel good?" she whispers.

"It's perfect."

"You earned this. You worked hard to make me feel good, Aaron, and you earned the right to spend a little time inside me. Not nearly as much time as my bull, of course, but a little bit of time."

"It feels so good," he says as he's certain he's nearing the last of his allotted thrusts. "Can I have more?"

"No," Wendy replies. "You don't deserve more. You're a cuck. A man like Edwin deserves more than you. He deserves as much of my pussy as he wants because he makes my pussy feel so much better than you do."

Aaron is close to an orgasm. He's so close. Her dirty talk does wonders for his arousal.

"That's it," she says. "You're all out of thrusts."

He pulls out. It's agonizing to have to do so, but he pulls out.

"Did you enjoy my pussy?"

"I did. I want more of it, Wendy, but I enjoyed your pussy so much."

"Well, you can have more, but it has to be your tongue that penetrates me. I expect at least two orgasms. You better get to work."

Aaron lies on his stomach. His cock is uncomfortably hard and he has to shift his body to relieve the discomfort. He licks his wife's pussy. He tends to her clit. She runs her hands through his hair and moans. Her body is still slick with massage oil and she looks astoundingly beautiful.

Wendy cums after a few minutes of oral worship. Aaron kisses her inner thighs as she comes down from her climax. He slips a finger inside her to probe for her g-spot. She moans softly.

"I want to sit on your face," she says.

He moves into position on his back. She climbs on top. She sits on his face. She rides his mouth. She rides it to yet another orgasm. She cums hard.

Wendy drags her pussy down his chest and stomach and Aaron hopes she'll take him inside her again. She doesn't, though. She's just teasing. She climbs off of him and lies next to her husband.

"I enjoyed teasing you today," she says.

"Will you tease me tomorrow?"

"I will."

"Will you let me cum tomorrow?"

"I might. I don't know yet. If you're good, maybe I will. Maybe I won't, though. That's the fun of this though, isn't it?"

"Yes," Aaron says as he smiles.

"I need a quick shower to wash all this oil off. Come help me so I can tease you a little more."

Wendy gets out of bed and saunters towards the bathroom. Aaron watches her go and then joins her. Any chance to spend time naked with his wife is one he'll jump at, after all, even if it means more teasing, more denial, and more beautiful frustration.