House Husband Gets Tamed and Sissified By His Horny Wife and Colleague

It had been months since he’d lost his job. Months of struggling to find work – months of listening to his successful wife complaining about the hard day she’d had a work. It was frustrating – simple as.

He’d slotted into the role of househusband quite nicely at first. All his chores done by mid-morning  – he’d spend a hour online looking for work then the rest on the sofa watching the tv.

He liked the game shows and sometimes watching the pretty assistants he’d wank hard and fast imagining the hot little thing stepping out of the screen and onto his lap. It was the only relief he’d got these days. His wife was either too tired or the fact he was jobless had sent her libido into free –fall.

Or she was getting it elsewhere. That thought had crossed his mind more than once and if he dug deep enough he could honestly say the thought of her taking someone else’s cock kind of made him horny. Not that they’d ever been swingers or tried anything other than missionary – just a dark fantasy he had kind of liked.

On this particular day it was red hot outside and he’d put a flowery apron on over his shorts. Topless he’d caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and realised he needed to diet. – his belly was bigger than ever and he was definitely growing man boobs.

For a moment he pushed his chest together forming a cleavage over the top of his pink flowered apron and he chuckled – but at the same time felt a little twinge in his groin. A long leisurely wank later – he thought – and picked up the mop.

A noise made him turn around and his wife dressed to kill in grey business suit and killer heels was frowning at him. He blushed furiously – she saw me – he thought wishing the ground would open up and swallow him alive.

Hands on hip his wife sneered.

‘Having fun being a girl..? she laughed throwing her head back and giggling.

He lowered his head and mumbled something.

‘Coffee?’ she said and thinking it was aimed at him he looked up only to see her bitch of a work colleague grinning like a lunatic.

‘Only if the girly man makes it’ they both howled with laughter and sat on the stools at the breakfast bar.

‘Coffee for two now girly boy’ his wife snapped clicking her fingers and both women slapped each other’s shoulders.

Putting down the mop he walked into the kitchen. As he did so his wife pinched his ass hard causing him to wince –

‘Hey’ he said ‘take it easy’

Both women chuckled and he couldn’t help but notice how close they were sat to each other.

‘Like it easy do you girly boy’ said his wife’s colleague with a smirk and high fived his wife.

Coffee made he picked up the mop

‘I’ll do the bathroom first’ he said and made to leave

‘Clean this first’ said his wife as she dribbled coffee onto the tiled floor

Wondering what the hell was up with her he knelt down and with a cloth began to mop up the liquid.

His eyes were level with both women’s ankles and he couldn’t help but notice how sexy the stilettos looked against the silk stockings they were both wearing.

As if reading his mind his wife slowly opened her legs.

‘It’s so hot at the office’ she said ‘we needed a shower and to change.’

He glanced up and could just make out the tops of his wife’s thighs wonderfully pale against the black of her stockings.

As he turned to finish cleaning he felt a sharp dig in his shoulder blade and his flowery apron caught on his knees and slip onto his face.

Before he could scramble to his feet he felt a wonderful prick of pain and the coldness of the sole of a shoe press into his back.

‘I could make you lick the floor clean’ said his wife in a tone she only ever used when angry ‘in fact lick the fucking floor clean girly boy’

He tuned his head slightly ready to give her a mouthful – unemployed househusband or not he was NOT going to stand for that.

He could not believe what he saw. Both women were now standing and both had one foot on his back and arms around each other’s waist. His mind raced and despite the humiliation of the situation he felt his cock begin to twinge.

Quick as a flash his wife pressed his face into the cold sticky floor

‘Lick it bitch’

To this day he doesn’t know what came over him, but like a cat licking the cream he began to lap at the cold coffee one eye staring intently at the two women.

Their eyes met and they kissed long and deep – he knew it wasn’t the first time and that thrilled him. He felt his cock hardening and pressing against his shorts my God he thought a threesome!

If only he knew what was to come.

He felt his wife push his face into the floor and struggled as her colleague pulled at his shorts.

Naked apart from the ridiculous flowery apron he lay there his hard cock twitching with a life of its own.

Both women sniggered and stared at him with a look of contempt.

Handing him a feather duster she pulled out of the cleaning cupboard his wife motioned to the skirting board.

‘On all fours and clean that’

In a daze he did as he was told. His face coloured as his bare ass pointed at the women and jiggled as he dusted.

‘Lard ass fucking girly boy’ said his wife ‘and with that pathetic little cock it’s no wonder I like pussy’

He turned and watched in absolute amazement as his wife unbuttoned her friends blouse – pulled off her bra and began sucking hard on her big red nipples.

Both women broke the embrace and stepped out of their clothes before sitting back on the stools holding hands.

His mind was racing and still on all fours he turned to them

‘What next?’ he asked a tiny smile playing over his flushed face

‘Stand up and come here’ said his wife

He walked towards her his cock making a huge tent at the front of the flowery apron.

Now just inches away from two completely naked and very very sexy women he felt a urge to throw them both onto the floor and fuck the living daylights out of them.

As he made to grab them his wife’s colleague lifted her foot and pressed it hard against his erect cock. He thrust into it and his wife slapped him hard across the face.

Ears ringing and cheek on fire he looked at her aghast.

Before her could speak the other women drew her foot away and kicked him hard in the groin making his knees buckle and the wind rush out of his lungs.

Crumpling to his knees he tried to grab at his tortured balls but the flowery apron had slipped and like a strait jacket his arms were locked against the sides of his body.

His wife jumped to her feet and pushed him face down on the kitchen floor. The coolness soothed the fire in his face and balls – but he panicked a little realizing he could move his arms.

Face down he could only hear the clicking of the women’s shoes as they moved in for the kill.

He felt a pair of hands pulling his legs apart and as he struggled to close them a hard slap rang out and he felt the flush of heat and pain across his buttocks.

Again hands crashed down on his bare ass and each time he howled with both pleasure and pain – and the more he howled the more intense each slap became.

‘Pass me that’ he heard his wife’s friend whisper – ‘he’s ready’

He struggled to see what was going on the pain in his buttocks now almost pleasurable like too much sun on a summer’s day.

He saw the mop being passed to her and he feared what was next.

Apart from a check-up on his prostate when a nervous young doctor had slipped on a glove and poured on the lube – nothing had ever been up his ass before.

He thought about struggling but somewhere deep in his sexual psyche he knew this was what he wanted. He knew this was the moment he had secretly desired all his life.

He clenched his teeth and held his breath as he felt the women now like rabid animals watering his ass cheeks apart.

The mop handle was smooth and about the size in width of the wide end of a pool cue. But as it touched his tight un-lubricated anus – it felt the enormous.

As it entered and slipped it’s impossible length deep inside him he scream in both ecstasy and pain.

He could barely hear his wife’s words –

‘Darling we’re getting a divorce…’