Letters to my husband: Stella and Richard

[boobman987]

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Wear the dress you wore for Alex when he took you. Mount Richard so that he can visualize what Alex saw, but deny him the penetration that he has now forfeited to his rival.

MBD

What a sensual suggestion

[aaardvarky]

boobman987 - I love your answer, both practical and imaginative. I fear that the idea of Alex in the spare room is as likely as it was me staying in Alex's spare room on my arrival at his home! Under the same roof? An infamous writer called Aaardvarky wrote about Nina, Laurence and Lars doing this in 'From Norway with Love', although you would have to be highly motivated to find that languishing thread. Would it work for me sharing a house with both? Most certainly not, although I can see some short-term incentives for Richard.

You suggest that the ultimate decision should be mine. I suppose I had better make one!

[aaardvarky]

Letter from Alex to Richard
Dear Richard,
Stella has asked me to write to you. She showed me your last replies to her messages and asked for my comment.

I appreciate and admire your generosity in releasing Stella to spend time with me. A lesser man would have objected in paroxysms of jealousy. It is clear that Stella is the centre of your universe yet you have allowed her freedom to explore a new galaxy. You have enabled intimacy that husbands rarely share. Although we do not know each other, I sense that we are bonded in her cosmos. Let that continue.

When Stella asked me where we should go from here I allowed this last thought to guide my response. I hate choices, or asking others to make them, so I proposed that she needn’t choose, leaving us to drift with her instinct. Should she decide to stay longer I can square it with Tempest Partnership, for there is a development afoot involving our two companies.

[aaardvarky]

Letter 27
Darling Richard,
By now you will have read Alex’s message and no doubt given it some thought. To help you decide on our next step, here is something to take into consideration.

As well as his stamina in the bedroom, Alex shows considerable grace. Everyone seems charmed by him. I have witnessed the respect that other men show. I have noticed too that women fawn when in his company, which I find amusing as he seems not to notice. This morning as we dressed before breakfast I asked about his single life and his decision not to marry. He said that it was just something that happened - or rather, hadn’t happened having experienced the confines of several relationships.

I inquired whether he might return to Tempest Partnership? Alex said that returning would simply be a step backwards, but then he dropped the bombshell - that his company and Tempest are planning a merger! I asked what that would mean. He said that it was too early to tell, it might never happen, but if it did there would be changes.

It was at this point that he smiled the smile that I now recognise and read. ‘Have you finished the interrogation,’ he inquired teasingly, leaning across to kiss me - one of those long, involved, lasting, deep, exploring kisses that you know always drive me wild. I was left breathless, my breasts straining against my blouse, just as they had on our dinner-date conversation.

‘Interrogation works both ways,’ he continued as he backed me to the wall and released the tie he had just that second fixed. At first I didn’t know what to expect, but soon everything became clear. Lifting my arms above my head he bound my wrists. His mouth covered mine to suppress my squeals whilst his hand dropped to the hem of my skirt, then to locate that sensual stretch of inner thigh beyond my stocking tops. Unfastening my blouse, he unclipped my bra and freed my nipples to his tongue. It took just moments for me to sense that I was about to climax. It built slowly; so with impatience I took his hand and placed it into the tiny lacy knickers you had bought me. He found my clitoris and the rest was history. I came almost immediately, gripping his fingers tightly between my legs, and urging his tongue to circle my areolas whilst I gasped with pleasure.

It must have been the fact that my hands were tied above me that intensified my orgasm. It was different from before when we have made love. Did I miss penetration? Yes and no. I wanted it desperately and was frustrated that he was not inside me to come when I came, but realised that this was to be an experience of a very singular nature. I suppose I felt as you feel when masturbating to ejaculation in frustration and denial. I was angry and subservient simultaneously, if that makes sense - annoyed that I was not being fucked, but relishing the feeling of being sexually denied. I wonder if we both experienced the sense of denial simultaneously? If we did it signifies that there is much more for us to explore, don’t you agree?

[subtoall]

Dear Readers, it is Stella here. What should I do ? Do I return now, or stay longer? Should I have a heat-to-heart with Alex? Do I take Alex with me when I return? Should I return at all? What should I say to Richard?

My regular readers are invited to respond (as indeed are my irregular readers who may not have posted a comment here). One piece of the jigsaw is still missing, but its absence should not deter you. However if you comment, it is important to have read the whole thread, for the answer lies embedded there!

I hope I'm not too late!

1) Do I return now, or stay longer? - Definitely stay longer (see #2 below)
2) Should I have a heat-to-heart with Alex? - Not until he puts a ring on it (as Beyonce would say).
3) Do I take Alex with me when I return? - Yes, you take him everywhere and show him off.
4) Should I return at all? - See #2 above
5) What should I say to Richard? - Who's Richard?


In all seriousness, I think you should grant Richard the privilege of demonstrating his undying, unconditional love for you by having him extend the invitation for Alex to return with you to your home. Richard can further welcome Alex and demonstrate his acknowledgement of his new place in the household by moving himself and all his belongings into the guest room, and enumerate all the services he can provide to the couple to help ease their transition to the new polyamorous reality, which he is experiencing so much joy in discovering through your implementation of his denial.

[aaardvarky]

Subtoall - you are never too early or too late! Your timing is immaculate. The 'guest room in our home' and 'subservience' seem to be gaining traction in replies, so you are not alone. But is that a sustainable future? It sounds a little predictable perhaps?

[aaardvarky]

Reply to letter 27
Darling Stella,
Your voyage of discovery is utterly exciting - for you, for me, and it appears for Alex too. From his letter I understand how the three of us have become bound together in your pleasure: he as the giver, you as the receiver and me as the witness. Since the day you raised the possibility of a date with Alex, it is how I hoped our possibilities might develop.

My frustration on reading your accounts is boundless. In you it created annoyance; for me a thrill, for unlike you I thrive on the exclusion. However I am pleased you have experienced something of what I feel.

Tell Alex that, whilst I agree with what he proposes, I am still unsure of our destiny.

[shadowtantra]

Chiming in belatedly. Imagining myself in Richard's palace and because I am more of a "traditionalist", I would feel the importance of reconnecting after a week away. In coming back to Richard and sharing your stories face to face and body to body, the two of you can reconnect. Alex being the Gentleman can return after your time together. Looking forward to hearing more....

[subtoall]

Subtoall - you are never too early or too late! Your timing is immaculate. The 'guest room in our home' and 'subservience' seem to be gaining traction in replies, so you are not alone. But is that a sustainable future? It sounds a little predictable perhaps?

Well, I must confess that I came upon my moniker in an honest way!

[FFDriver]

Aaardvarky, I'll open this with Richard's reply to letter 27: "Since the day you raised the possibility of a date with Alex, it is how I hoped our possibilities might develop..... In you it created annoyance; for me a thrill, for unlike you I thrive on the exclusion."

You are creating, with incredible written prose, what in my world was pushing the throttle to 100%, one click to the left, and forward into full burner while pointing the nose at the sky and aileron rolling until out of sight. Then out of burner, pull it through into inverted (the theory of Energy Maneuverability at work) while searching the sky for my prey....

Richard and Stella have created a unique method of communication - writing, in lieu of speaking or in-person contact - that appears to work to everyone's benefit. Each can be blunt, articulate, and endearing with the other; speak their mind and say what they want to say, rather than 'politically correct' statements lacking body and meaning.

Richard has repeatedly told Stella that he enjoys... relishes the denial aspect in their (new) relationship. He's enjoying her sexuality in ways he couldn't have imagined before the fact, vicariously through Alex.

Stella will write Richard and bare her soul. She's decided that Richard will no longer share her sexuality until she's totally sated by everything imaginable... and unimaginable, with Alex. She won't be home until her desires are complete, and she's telling Alex; one, she wants to experience EVERYTHING, and two... there will be no safeword.

"Rabbit hole?" Stella will tell Alex, her 'rabbit hole' has become the Grand Canyon. She's surrendering her body, mind, and soul to him, wants to experience every pain and pleasure, and nothing is off the table. IF... she ever returns to Richard, if she's able to return, she'll have spent her lifetimes allotment of orgasms and pleasures. And if there's nothing left in her for him... isn't that what they both truly desire?

OK, Mon Ami... it's your court, you have the ball and it's your serve............... Your weapons are hot!

[aaardvarky]

Shadowtantra - I find you to be such a lovely person - traditional, yes - and kind. The problem is, however, that our adventure has an edge as sharp as a knife. You will know how it is: after sharpening a blade on a whetstone, you check the edge with your thumb and discover that it leaves a thin line of blood. Might this be the reason why returning home for a snuggle doesn't present as the likely option?

[aaardvarky]

FFDriver - I am so flattered that you have stayed with our story. Might you be neglecting the Cuckold Forum? I do hope so! Are you enjoying the subtlety of the Library? I sense you have summed up my situation with your usual insight - but for a current missing piece of the jigsaw, about to be revealed. So I dedicate the next chapter to you!

[aaardvarky]

Letter 28
Darling Richard,
A while back I asked whether I should return alone or with Alex. You didn’t answer specifically but spoke of ‘swimming’ and ‘deep ends’, or something. In fairness I am sensing that Alex will be unable to return with me, so it seems you do not have to answer that question. My problem is that as each day passes I become increasingly fixated on staying here longer.

Yes, I know that this was intended to be a one night fantasy with a former colleague that I hardly knew, but developments have overtaken those plans, particularly my obsession with spending time with Alex, which has become acute. I still want you in my life, to remain your wife - but I am reluctant to forfeit this opportunity to explore and realise the potential within me that hitherto I didn’t know existed.

I have spoken with Alex about this. Behind his house he owns a little detached cottage. He had restored it intending to rent it on AirBnB, but lost interest in the idea. What about you coming to visit? Think of it as a holiday. Alex has said that you may stay as long as you want, and your visit would give us an opportunity to reconnect in one way or another.

[aaardvarky]

Reply to letter 28
Darling Stella,
When we opened the door of our cage and I encouraged you to fly, I didn’t clip a wing or attach a tether, nor do I now. Life changes, and the thrilling sex I experience vicariously through you and Alex is life changing. Alex’s intercession creates possibilities for us both that we have overlooked. This is now our collective adventure and must not be foreshortened by envy, distance,jealousy, practicalities and certainly not by absence.

I would relish the opportunity to come and stay in Alex’s cottage. It seems to be a perfect idea, providing an opportunity for Alex and me to meet, you and me to talk, and plans to be forged that may overcome challenges. As a matter of interest, will I be Alex’s guest, or the guest of both of you? What are your intentions for me?

[subtoall]

Behind his house he owns a little detached cottage. He had restored it intending to rent it on AirBnB, but lost interest in the idea. What about you coming to visit? Think of it as a holiday. Alex has said that you may stay as long as you want, and your visit would give us an opportunity to reconnect in one way or another.

The cuckold cottage. How perfect!

Mother-in-law quarters are so passe, these days.

[aaardvarky]

subtoall - how on earth did you guess its name? But will it be perfect? Your optimism precedes you. There is still time for everything to go wrong, isn't there?

[FFDriver]

Aaardvarky - I'm quoting from Stella's letter #28: "I still want you in my life, to remain your wife - but I am reluctant to forfeit this opportunity to explore and realise the potential within me that hitherto I didn’t know existed."

Stella picks Richard up at the airport. They share a loving, sensual embrace, but when they kiss, her mouth remains closed to the advance of his tongue. "You and I have many things to discuss," she whispered. "My love for you is boundless and I'll forever be your loving wife and stand at your side. But...."

Richard senses nothing has changed in their emotional love, but the reality of a purely platonic relationship has forged itself in his mind. He now knows that... what resides under that outer layer of clothing no longer belongs to him; it's now Alex' sole property... and whomever Alex chooses to share it with; male or female.

They arrive at Alex' home and Stella leads him to the cottage. Richard is surprised when he notices the doors lock on the outside, rather than inside. (Is this my new prison, he wonders). Inside, he discovers every convenience and pleasure, to include an audio/visual system. Stella tells him it's video of the inside of Alex' home, but Alex controls what Richard will be allowed to see of their relationship.

She leads him to the bedroom. Richard is shocked... a single bed with restraints attached to the four corners, blackout curtains over the window, and a 72" TV monitor attached to the ceiling over the bed.

"For our discussion, darling, I want you restrained. I will explain the rules of our relationship after you're restrained."

Once Richard's secured on the bed, Stella begins. She tells Richard that she's given herself to Alex, with no holds barred and no safeword. She explains Alex' audio/visual system, but Alex will control what Richard sees. After she's finished talking, she leaves the bedroom and a video of her and Alex, their first time to share intimacy begins to play. Richard has no option but to watch... shocked at a level of intimacy he could only imagine beforehand.

That's the scenario, Aaardvarky, now it's up to you to... 'Fill in the blanks.'

[aaardvarky]

FFDriver- what a task you set me!

[aaardvarky]

Letter 29
Darling Richard,
I said that your message proved to me again why I had married you, and your last reply confirms it. You are so understanding. It is as if you are actually present alongside me and feeling the frisson of excitement that I am experiencing with Alex. Like me, it seems you are not ready to let go. I will tell Alex of your decision and start preparations for your arrival.

In the meantime, I shall reward you with a further account to fill your time and imagination pending your departure..

On Tuesday Alex and I went to the coast as he has taken this week off work and proposes to work from home when he is needed. He insisted on a picnic and packed a hamper of food and wine. It was warm enough to swim in the sea and in his usual persuasive way, tempted me in.

After play splashing, together we swam out to a little island, almost totally overgrown save for a sheltered beach on the far side. There we sat in the sun and talked whilst looking out to a smooth sea. I told him about your decision. He was pleased and asked me to thank you. He asked me why I had chosen to stay longer rather than return immediately to you, and I mentioned our messages - that we both agreed that, for each of us, there were new experiences yet to be discovered. In a flash he asked what mine may be, and of course I was unable to reply at first. Then he whispered in my ear, sending a thrilling shudder through my body. He pulled off my top and slipped the strings of my bikini briefs. Hand in hand, naked we entered the water and once chest high I wrapped my legs firmly around his waist. His lips met mine. I could feel his erection between my thighs. I whispered ‘now?’ Anointing him felt sinful. He said he could feel the warmth escaping from me, then the heat, and the pressure as I released, bathing him momentarily in a golden swirl, my urethra throbbing with excitement.

I am unsure of your reaction to this, Richard, as such an unconventional fetish would never have been a desired part of our foreplay. But for me in this moment with Alex, the decision induced a hugely desired sensation of possessing, and being possessed. Through it I felt I had claimed him in a different way from intercourse, the act being imbued with a repressed assertion of ownership. Afterwards, we swam to the beach where on a grassy bank we made love, taking our time, feeling and tasting each other’s salty skin, and finally climaxing together with him deep inside me.

[aaardvarky]

Reply to letter 29
Darling Stella,
If ever I were to have any doubts about my decision, the reward you offered would dispel them in an instant. As I masturbated I pictured you together in the sea, sealed in your own world, oblivious of me watching, creating a forbidden intimacy that would be unseen and unwitnessed and so singularly special to the two of you. I understand how it would create a bond and in its unique character, an unforgettable memory. That the moment was sealed with a kiss and followed by love making renders it even more special. Although you didn’t describe it, and maybe because of this, I went on to imagine the moment as Alex entered you, his size and insistence - your urging and responses. My orgasm was timed with picturing your climax. It was a truly tantric experience where, through Alex, I was able to enjoy your passion.

[aaardvarky]

Letter 30
Darling Richard,
Your last reply was so sweet. I pictured you reading my message and being driven to your orgasm. I wanted you to see me watching, to feel embarrassed by it and inhibited by my presence, but nevertheless compelled and driven onwards to ejaculation. As I read what you wrote I touched myself so that I might feel the intensity that you would feel, imagining your frustration that you had not been the recipient.

When are you planning to visit? I have already prepared the cottage for your arrival. It is perfect. I have even popped a bottle of your favourite whisky in the cupboard, with two glasses of course. Alex says that you deserve being indulged by me in recognition for the way you have indulged him with me. I found that very touching. How long will you stay? Needless to say there is no rush for you to return, is there?

Since our beach trip we have returned to our rituals of morning sex and afternoon delights. Depending on when we rise, we indulge several times, which is great for me and seems fine for him. This afternoon whilst chatting I felt the urge to take him again, pulled him to our bedroom, lifted my skirt across my thighs and knelt on the bed for him to penetrate me. I felt his strong hands on my hips and his erection behind me, then between my legs and finally entering my vagina. The sensation was intensified by the restrictive tightness of my skirt, as if I could not escape. It was a lovely deep feeling as he thrust and stretched me. I sense that should you and I make love you will notice a difference! He came with such force that pushed me forwards, driving me to climax with him. It was a relief to come and to feel him ejaculate on demand. I now have some handwashing such was the copious force of his orgasm.

[FFDriver]

Aaardvarky - I wondered, after writing my last comment, that you might think I'm trying to hijack your thread. Not the case... I'm merely adding comments of how I'm imagining the story's progression. Your telling is nothing short of incredible; keep up the good work.

"It was a lovely deep feeling as he thrust and stretched me. I sense that should you and I make love you will notice a difference!"

I suspect Richard won't get the chance to test the theory... whether Alex has permanently stretched her. I think, when he arrives at Alex' home, the one thing Alex will ask for is exclusive use and control of Stella's sexuality. He won't 'demand it,' rather, Stella will give it freely, while Richard will agree that Alex should be in control.

I am curious what the cottage will look like, and how Stella describes to Richard, how their future will progress. You've established that he wants her to enjoy herself with no limits or restrictions, and now... how she - and Alex proceed, now that Richard has acquiesced. Will there be a faux wedding, where Richard steps aside for Alex? What are Stella's 'hard limits,' and how will Alex take her beyond them?

So many questions... such an enticing replay... get back to work and keep writing!!

[aaardvarky]

FFDriver - you should never be concerned about posting your comments. It is comments like yours that keeps me thinking and writing. (And why, when I temporarily migrated to post on 'Medium' I decided not to remain).

Is there a difference between denial and deprivation? I sense that you have captured the point well in saying about sex with Stella, Richard 'won't demand it' -suggesting that there is an important erotic balance between the imposition of 'being denied', and the choice of 'self-deprivation'. To what extent does Richard seek to be disempowered by Stella, Alex or both - or it is that he wishes to to experience the compersive thrill of his gift?

Which leads to the question - is Richard's erotic compliance dependent on exclusion or inclusion, or both? For Richard, what is more important - the prospect of reclaiming Stella sexually, or maintaining his erotic limbo?

[aaardvarky]

With Richard's imminent departure, we need to think about what awaits him on arrival? Some commentators suggest that Stella should specify that he is to be a passive player, largely if not totally excluded. Whilst this may be the ultimate destination of the cuckold, I am not sensing that this is the choice that any of the players would make. Is he to be told that sex with Stella is no longer an option?...or might this be something he would seek given his recent declarations? How collaborative can three people be when emotions and sexual drives confuse rationality? Is his visit to be one of crisis management or a transition to something more?

[MustBeDenied2]

My Dear Stella,

You’ve been presented with some fantastic imaginings of what might happen when Richard arrives. I think I know you well enough that I can confidently posit that those will remain just that.

I have so many questions andI know I will be denied answers straightaway, but that they will be revealed in time.

Are you going with Alex to the airport to gather Richard? I would think that the delay in the reunion would add to the eroticism.

Will you re-consummate your relationship with Richard physically? Will you allow him penetration? Your denial of him thus far has been at a distance. How severe might it be up close? You know this is what he craves. It’s why he is coming to you.

You know I share your husband’s proclivities. I’ve had this screen name (and its predecessor) for years now. You know I’ve spoken the truth about what he wants.

Does he need to be faced with his inadequacies? Does he need to witness Alex making love to you, bringing you to heights of passion that he cannot scale? Does he then need to penetrate you, in order for the comparison to be real? Richard didn’t know he lusted for erotic denial; might he need to experience erotic humiliation?

And, finally, why two glasses and not three?

MBD

PS. Don’t think we didn’t notice when you wrote “our bedroom.” I suppose more than one climax was achieved over those words!