It started after the worst of covid had passed and we were all vaxxed to the max. I was happy when Ellen decided to get back to regular tennis to work on her “covid bulge.’ About a month after, she mentioned that Will, one of the regular club members, had asked her to join him on the club’s mixed doubles ladder. I had no difficulty with that, other than a slight envy that Will had managed to maintain his weight through the epidemic. While my covid bulge had yet to budge. Furthermore, I had developed high blood pressure and I was having problems getting and staying erect; a condition compounded by the drugs I had to take.

Ellen and Will turned out to be a good pairing and after a couple of months on the club ladder, they were invited to represent the club in inter-club tournaments, many of which required weekend travel to other clubs in the state. Again, I had no problem with this and in fact was happy to see Ellen taking an interest in life again. Our daughter had gone off to article in New York two years ago and between that and the pandemic Ellen had seemed on the edge of depression. But now she had lost her bulge while retaining her pre-covid MLIF curves and was dressing sexier than she had before. I couldn’t help but be proud seeing the admiring glances she drew from other men and women whenever we went out. At the same time, I was aware and mildly concerned that Ellen and Will were spending most weekends together and I was the “plus one” when we were all together.

Then one Friday, I came home early to see Will’s Tesla in the driveway. I didn’t think much of it as they always travelled to tournaments in his car. But as I entered the house, I heard passionate moaning from the upstairs bedroom. A real man would have stormed up to confront them without delay, but I left the house quietly and drove to a nearby bar for a drink.

I busied myself with yard work Saturday, but on Sunday called a lawyer friend of mine for advice on divorce. He cautioned me to be careful and that I had to confront them before proceeding one way or the other. Ellen and Will were late I’d had a couple of drinks I was feeling no pain when they finally arrived. As they walked into our living room, Ellen gasped on seeing Will’s fitness monitor and silk boxers along with her cum stained panties on the living room coffee table.

Will played it cool ssaying, “Oh good, you found my fitness monitor.” As he nonchalantly put it on his wris,. I pointed to the boxers and panties saying, “Oh and it looks like you forgot these too.” Ellen’s face went crimson, and she rushed to our bedroom while Will calmly picked up both pieces of underwear and followed Ellen. Ten minutes later he came down and said “Peety you’re pissed, and you’ve upset Ellen terribly. We’ll talk about this tomorrow morning when you are sober.” Then he left leaving me standing mutely with my mouth open.

I woke up the next morning with a fuzzy head to find that Ellen had left towels and fresh clothes on the coffee table with a note. “Shower shave and be ready to meet Will and me back at 9:30. Oh and because you liked them so much you can wear my used panties instead of your boxers.” I was perplexed but went off to the downstairs bathroom to shower and shave. I dressed in the baggy shorts and T-shirt she had provided. I was rather annoyed at the panties but had to admit they felt sexy. As I headed upstairs to the smell of fresh coffee, I found Ellen and Will waiting for me. Will wore causal weekend wear, khaki trousers and a designer golf shirt which highlighted his upper body while Ellen was dressed in a light blue summer dress the decolletage of which emphasized her firm full breasts.

I poured myself a cup of coffee as Will directed me to sit across from them before stating in his controlling upper class British accent. “If you didn’t know before — you know now. Ellen and I are partners at more than tennis. Your bedside performance has declined over the past few years. Ellen is in her sexual prime and deserves more than a limp dicked partner and she approached me to fill in.”

“We’d like to make it a long-term arrangement, but don’t want to leave you out. Ellen told me that you both tried bi threesomes after Abby left for New York and that you were a closet bi in school. I had my IT department investigate your internet history and you’ve been looking at a lot of cuckold sites over the past couple of years. Here is your chance to make it real!”

“I know you are familiar with the terms Alpha and beta with respect to wolves and male status. But I like to incorporate the triad of atomic radiation classification as well. Alpha particles are large and heavy, a bit like a bull in a China shop. Beta particles are faster but have little penetrating power. Gamma radiation has no mass but is much faster and has greater penetrating power. In our little triad, I am clearly the Alpha, you the bitty beta and Ellen the gamma as she sees right through us both.”

Will then took off his pants and shirt to stand naked before us revealing his firm torso and semi hard cock nestled in his dark pubic hair. Despite myself, I was licking my lips. He then commanded “Your turn Peety” Something in me tweaked as he used the diminutive of my name and my face turned red as I flashed back to my adolescence when the prep school jocks had bullied me. But I meekly stood up and took off my T-shirt and shorts to reveal my flabby abdomen and my semi hard cock poking out of Ellen’s soiled panties and leaking pre. He looked at it and smirked, “Panties too” and Ellen giggled as I meekly complied pulled out my cock which twitched and hardened just from showing it to them.

Will continued in his controlling upper class British accent “Good boy Peety, it’s really not cock size the makes the Alpha, but let’s compare just to get that out of the way.” They must have prepared this in advance meeting for Ellen then stroked each of our cocks to full erection before taking out her sewing tape to measure them. Will was right, our cocks were almost the same size and girth, each about 6 ⅓” long from tip to ball sac and about 4″ in circumference at the thickest part of the head. The only real difference was that mine was cut, and I couldn’t help but look with fascination as his helmet.

Then Ellen spoke for the first time. “Well Peter, my hubby, we are at the moment of decision. Will and I are going upstairs to fuck in what was our barren marital bed. In fact, he’s gonna take my ass too, something I never let you do. I’ve packed a suitcase with a week’s clothes for you, it is in the downstairs bedroom. If you wish to leave our relationship, take it, and spend the week with your lawyer friend preparing the divorce papers. Will has a friend who will be my attorney.”