Is This The Start Or The End?

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Thank you Custer for your comments and insight.

My role as her cuckold husband is similar to what it has always been, her sexual satisfaction. The difference is that it used to be my responsibility for her sexual satisfaction now it's my facilitation of that satisfaction. To me there is a minor difference in wording but a major difference in life, some readers may not quite understand the nuance. She certainly gets a huge high from NRE, I think most people do, until it becomes that same old same old.

She understands it's about the sex, she doesn't want a connection. My take is that if a guy can't perform, he's one and done, if he can perform he's there until she starts to feel a connection. The exception is the Bartender. But keep in mind we new to this, though she's not new to a plethora of men.

Sex wears her out. Always did and now with her medical issues even more so.

Sorry to be so verbose, once I start writing the details start flooding and I can't write fast enough to get them all down, but I feel it's important to get as much down in as much detail as I can, lest it's just another short story of 'she met him they fucked he left'.

"....description of what it was like for a woman (now your hotwife) who can be described as a true sex addict — but who thought she had 'kicked the habit' by marrying you, pledging to remain faithful, seeing a psychologist, then actually doing so (mostly), thus becoming a 'respectable married woman' — only to finally give it up under extended pressure from you, and accept, once again, her strongly sexual nature and her need to fuck a variety of men."

This so damn accurate (except to marry #1) it's scary.

"You seem to be having a hard time, though, accepting in its totality your new role as your wife's cuckold. This is perfectly captured by your resentful comment, "I have the impression I'm on a bus I'm no longer driving." In other words, you want your wife to fuck other men for your pleasure, enjoyment and sexual satisfaction, but you want to be in control of your marriage and her sex life. It's a near-perfect expression of the traditional male patriarchal view that 'men should be in control of women,' and especially that 'married men should keep their wives under control.'


One aspect of being your wife's cuckold will be acceptance of the fact that, even though your wife uses a walker, you are no longer in the drivers seat in your marriage. She is. Ergo, you are no longer in a position to order her around. Now, you have competition from other men — and they aren't married, some of them are very good in bed, and they have great admiration for your wife being a 'great piece of ass' whose cuckold (you) 'is 'willing to share her.'"



There is great about of truth in that evaluation. I had envisioned occasional 'play' periods, due to her reluctance it would be at my initiation and arrangements. I may have envisioned not 9 men in 4 weeks but in a year. I should have been smarter, she said the had more than 500 different guys in her youth (17-26) that should have told me her propensity for sexual activity, I never put that together. And yes I wanted it, but equally for my satisfcation as well as hers. Perhaps I should used the term "I have the impression I'm more of a spectator than a participant", because truth be told I never was in control. She who has the pussy is on charge!

I am a product of the 60s, she of the 70s that single decade difference was in effect cataclysmic when viewed through the eyes of a female. And she willingly, gladly indulged in the benefits that newly found sexual freedoms afforded women at that time. At some point she was motivated to stop, it was long before I came along it was on her first husbands 'watch'.

She can't be ordered around, PERIOD! Yes I originally felt there was competition but she's going out of her way to prove that it isn't a competition and that 'I may not have her body exclusively I do have her emotions exclusively'.

"Your internal struggles coming to grips with being your hotwife's cuckold, most of which seem related to losing personal control of her newly-reliberated sexuality, bring to mind a comment on another forum (elsewhere on the web): "You asked your wife to make you a cuckold, and she did. Now, a cuckold is what you are.""

No, it's not about control. Yes I asked for and I got it and I am surprisingly comfortable in that skin. My issues were the kissing as emotional not the sex but she has explained to me that for her it's an important part of sex (which I already knew), so I am pigeon holing that as best I can.


"If, at 65, your wife actually does look roughly similar to the photo you posted in this thread (which, as you pointed out, is not her), when dressed in her lingerie to fuck a man for the first time in front of her husband (you), that's very impressive. She's a sensuously-sexual and hot-looking woman. And, you can tell her I said that
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If you are interested I will send a pic of her by PM so you can make your own eval, but understand it is not to be circulated. She has no idea I'm on any of these types of forums, she'd be mortified and probably castrate me in my sleep. So, she'll never see your flattering comment.

"Also, I think it's really impressive that your hotwife can more-or-less instantly seduce and pick up men in a bar (e.g., the Dispensary), even though she has to use a walker to get around. And, that she is multi-orgasmic while fucking them.... up to 12 or 15 orgasms per session(!) That's impressive-plus. It brings to mind (again) one of the better comments in David J. Ley's book, "insatiable Wives: Women who stray and the men who love them" (2009, Rowman & Littlefield Publishers [291 pp.]): "Comparing the orgasmic capacity of a typical woman with that of an average man is like comparing the drag-racing capability of a new Ferrari with that of an old, used Chevy." You might consider purchasing a copy of this book and encouraging your hotwife to read it."

It's actual the "The Old Town Distillery" I labeled it incorrectly. I think for most women promiscuity is a new experience. For her it's an old experience updated. She's very pragmatic about sex, "men want pussy, if you need to seduce or entice him, he isn't the right guy."

"Your wife's renewed sexuality at 65 brings to mind a comment passed along by my late father (may he rest in peace): "The 'golden years,' if there are any such years, are the 60's. The 70's.... well.... they aren't so golden. After 80, it's all downhill." Ergo, I urge you to encourage your wife to continue pursuing her renewed sexuality while she can. If she keeps at it, she may find what other married women who take lovers typically find (as suggested by the experiences of others in this forum): the more 'other men' they fuck, the more they want to fuck."

I am encouraging her in pursuing her renewed sexual activity. My pleasure is her pleasure. I would gladly sacrifice my orgasm for hers. I get the greatest of joy out of her joy. I think that's called compersion. I do agree about the more she gets the more she wants. I just primed the pump, now I facilitate.

Thank you for your kudos.
 
Hi 2wheel,
2wheel said:
Thank you Custer for your comments and insight.
Hey.... you're welcome. Incidentally, what's the origin of your screen name? Did you do a lot of bicycling during your younger days...? If so, I can identify with that.
2wheel said:
My role as [my wife's] cuckold husband is similar to what it has always been, her sexual satisfaction.
Very good. And, you've finally realized that aspiration....
2wheel said:
The difference is, it used to be my responsibility for her sexual satisfaction, now it's my facilitation of that satisfaction.
Very good. You seem to recognize it is your proper role, in your marriage and in the broader society, to be your wife's cuckold.
2wheel said:
.... She certainly gets a huge high from NRE, I think most people do, until it becomes that same old same old.
Um.... what the hell is "NRE'? (In my profession, which I'm retired from, it's conventional to state what one means, then.... if an acronym is needed.... to state the acronym in parentheses.)
2wheel said:
She understands it's about the sex, she doesn't want a connection.
Excellent. Clearly your wife understands what's required to maintain a successful marriage to a cuckold husband while seeking lovers.
2wheel said:
My take is, if a guy can't perform, he's one and done, if he can perform he's there until she starts to feel a connection.
Fair enough....
2wheel said:
The exception is the Bartender. But keep in mind we're new to this, though she's not new to a plethora of men.
Also fair enough. You have to trust your sensuously-sexy hotwife to know what she's doing.
2wheel said:
Sex wears her out. Always did and now with her medical issues even more so.
Having to take 13 meds every day to stay healthy is a lot, plus having to use a walker to get around suggests chronic lower-back pain perhaps associated with sciatic nerve leg pain. I gather you're still working (because of your comment about having to attend to your "daily activities"), while your hot wife stays home (perhaps because of her medical problems — although at 65, she's at what used to be considered the normal retirement age). I hope you're taking care to ensure she gets what she needs on a daily basis.
2wheel said:
Sorry to be so verbose, once I start writing the details start flooding and I can't write fast enough to get them all down, but I feel it's important to get as much down in as much detail as I can, lest it's just another short story of 'she met him they fucked he left'.
Hey, no problem. Your posts have provided valuable insight into what it's like to be a for-real conventional husband who has, in reality, made the transition into a "hotwife / cuckold husband" marriage — you being a self-acknowledged cuckold who knows exactly what your hotwife is doing and encourages her.
2wheel said:
This so damn accurate (except [for marriage] #1) it's scary.
Good....
2wheel said:
There is great about of truth in that evaluation. I had envisioned occasional 'play' periods, due to her reluctance it would be at my initiation and arrangements. I may have envisioned not 9 men in 4 weeks but in a year. I should have been smarter, .....
As I've mentioned more than once in various threads, the experiences of others in this forum suggest that when a married woman begins taking lovers, the more she fucks 'other men,' the more she wants to fuck. It seems to be a sort of positive feedback loop.
2wheel said:
She said the had more than 500 different guys in her youth (17-26) that should have told me her propensity for sexual activity, I never put that together.
In other words, your hotwife fucked about 50 young men per year, on average, during a 10-year time period. Impressive.
2wheel said:
And yes, I wanted it, but equally for my satisfaction as well as hers. Perhaps I should have used the term "I have the impression I'm more of a spectator than a participant," because truth be told, I never was in control. She who has the pussy is in charge!
Very good. It sounds like your hot wife has recognized her proper role throughout her marriage, and you have accepted that.
2wheel said:
I am a product of the 60s, she of the 70's, that single decade difference was in effect cataclysmic when viewed through the eyes of a female.
I'm a product of the '60's AND the '70's. (I graduated from high school in '63, from a university in '67, and was a sexually-free young man [somewhat belatedly] from '67 through '72 [when I got married].) The pill was approved by the FDA in 1960, which initiated the sexual revolution of the 1960's. Most people think the great conflicts between young people and the older generation of those years were caused by the Vietnam War — as, in large part, they were. I'm convinced, though, that a large component of those conflicts was caused by women acquiring the ability that men had always had — to fuck whomever they wished whenever they wished.
2wheel said:
And [my hotwife] willingly, gladly indulged in the benefits that newly-found sexual freedoms afforded women at that time.
Good for her....
2wheel said:
At some point she was motivated to stop, it was long before I came along, rather it was on her first husbands 'watch.'
Sorry about this misunderstanding. I didn't realize you are your sexy hotwife's second husband.
2wheel said:
She can't be ordered around, PERIOD! Yes, I originally felt there was competition, but she's going out of her way to prove that it isn't a competition and that 'I may not have her body exclusively I do have her emotions exclusively.'
Sounds good for both of you....
2wheel said:
No, it's not about control. Yes I asked for it and I got it and I am surprisingly comfortable in that skin. My issues were, the kissing as emotional, not the sex, but she has explained to me that for her it's an important part of sex (which I already knew), so I am pigeon holing that as best I can.
I was going to suggest you 'cease and desist' your attempts to impose trivial rules on your hotwife, like insisting she not kiss her lovers (WTF!?), and insisting she only fuck her lovers when you're present and/or participating — which is not possible because (I gather) you have a day job — but you seem to have come to that recognition yourself.
2wheel said:
If you are interested I will send a pic of her by PM so you can make your own eval, but understand it is not to be circulated.
Yes, I would be interested if that isn't any problem. (If it is, don't worry about it.) And, I agree to not send it to anyone else. (I don't know anyone who would be an appropriate recipient of a photo of someone else's wife.)
2wheel said:
She has no idea I'm on any of these types of forums; she'd be mortified and probably would castrate me in my sleep. So, she'll never see your flattering comment.
Fair enough. Since it's been done ("The Bobbits" come to mind), I guess you have to take that possibility seriously. In any case, I wouldn't wish that fate on you.
2wheel said:
It's actual the "The Old Town Distillery" I labeled it incorrectly. I think for most women promiscuity is a new experience. For her it's an old experience updated. She's very pragmatic about sex, "men want pussy, if you need to seduce or entice him, he isn't the right guy."
My quote, from the book I cited, didn't pertain to women who are promiscuous. Rather, it pertained to women in a broad sense. And, it pertained to "orgasmic potential," not to orgasmic quantity and frequency as demonstrated, for instance, by your hotwife.
2wheel said:
I am encouraging her in pursuing her renewed sexual activity. My pleasure is her pleasure. I would gladly sacrifice my orgasm for hers. I get the greatest of joy out of her joy. I think that's called compersion. I do agree about the more she gets the more she wants. I just primed the pump.... now, I facilitate.
Excellent. Keep up your good work.
2wheel said:
Thank you for your kudos.
You're welcome. Thank you for your revealing and insightful posts, particularly since your wife assumed her rightful role as your hotwife.

—Custer
 
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It's a great pleasure communicating with you.
NRE = New Relationship Energy

2wheel = motorcyclist

Though I still have part ownership in a business, I am 'fully' in play mode. The Active Adult Community we reside in has many activities. Several of which keeps me very very busy.

She has bi-lateral RSD - Lupus in remission - 4 hemorrhagic strokes the result of an AVM - plus numerous other ailments

This has been a major paradigm shift in our lives which I have fully accepted.

I will try to send a pic via PM.
 
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Shortly after I got home from a ride to Tybee Island yesterday (Saturday 10/20) she asked me to text the Bartender and invite him for some playtime that night. I don't know why she asked me rather than do it herself, but I'm not 'looking a gift horse in the mouth'. Please see series of text messages (yes I still have a flip phone) sorry but I blocked stuff you're shouldn't see.

Obviously he's taking it to a new level and she's ready to as well. Talk about opening Pandora's box. I knew she'd played with other females in the past as she said 'she had sex with other people' rather than 'other men'. The subject of multiple people never came up but I must assume with that many partners they weren't all one-on-one encounters. AND of course she handled our 3-some with aplomb as if she's been there before.

Anyway no more speculating I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

I called in a pass and met him at the door when he arrived. We shook hands like old friends. I told him she was waiting for him in the bedroom. He said he knew the way and I followed him rather then him following me. She was on the bed naked covered with the top sheet laying on a pad. She threw if off herself as soon as he entered the room, He immediately stripped as did I. I wasn't sure whether this was a participating event or a spectating event. He said he didn't have much time as he got a call on the way over to come to work earlier.

He was already sporting a hard-on, but I was not. Damn ED.

He got on the bed between her legs and she handed him lube telling him he's gonna need it. He squeezed a glob in his hand and rubbed his dick and handed it back to her, she refused it telling him to lube her. He squeezed another glob in his hand and rubbed her pussy making sure to insert one, two, the three fingers. He put the lube aside and entered her. She winced as he drove his cock in all the way till his balls hit her ass. In moments he was thrusting in and out of her well lubed pussy and true to form she was matching his thrusts. In minutes she had her 1st orgasm. They continued to fuck, till she had a 2nd orgasm, then a 3rd. It was so intense I swear I saw her eyes roll into the back of her head. He came moments after her filling her with a huge load that seeped out as he continued to impale her. He withdrew with a popping sound still hard and his cum spewed out like an overfilled vessel. He worked his way up the bed until she was able to get his dripping cock in her mouth and suck him. I had finally gotten hard but was so excited from my own rubbing and what I was witnessing that I had an orgasm of my own. He shot his 2nd load in her mouth as she swallowed as much as she could some of his cum dripping out and down her chin. He pulled out still oozing cum. He got off the bed thanked us got dressed and left. Their lips never met the entire time. Just plain raw sex, plain and simple, no ifs, ands or buts. He got off, I got off and more importantly she got off.

I removed the pad to the laundry and gave her a towel. I got back into be and laid next to her. I put my hand on her breast, her nipple was still rock hard. I rubbed it, she moaned with pleasure. I asked her if she was enjoying herself, she said absolutely. I asked if she wanted to stop, she said hell no. She asked me if I wanted her to stop I told her hell no. I asked her about the Bartender's friends, she said why not. I rubbed down to her belly then abdomen and felt the edge of the towel. I asked if she wanted a post fuck handjob, she said sure. I slid me hand between her and the towel, it was a mess I slipped by fingers into her very wet and slippery pussy. I remember back a few weeks ago when it was my cock slipping in. I rubbed her clit as a I used my fingers in her, minutes later she was cumming again. When her orgasm was over she thanked me and held my wrist as if to stop me from my activity. I got up covered her and watched as she dozed off.

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2wheel said:
It's a great pleasure communicating with you. NRE = New Relationship Energy
Ah.... I see.
2wheel said:
2wheel = motorcyclist
Thanks for that. Knowing you ride a motorcycle implies more about the nature of your personality.

I hope you're careful. Riding a motorcycle is dangerous as hell. I've read that the accident rate among older motorcyclists is significantly higher than among young 'cyclists. Older guys tend to assume they have the same coordination and reflexes they had when they were young — but, they don't. (When I was 16, a friend bought a motorcycle in a town north of the city we lived in. While he was riding back south on a 4-lane highway with fairly heavy traffic, some guy turned left right in front of him. My friend hit him full-on, breaking essentially every bone in his body [but he survived the crash which, of course, totally destroyed his motorcycle]. He spent a year in a full body-cast, unable to move at all. But, he recovered. And, he had excellent coordination and reflexes.... he was a gymnast.)

2wheel said:
Though I still have part ownership in a business, I am 'fully' in play mode. The Active Adult Community we reside in has many activities. Several of which keep me very very busy.
Good.....
2wheel said:
She has bi-lateral RSD - Lupus in remission - 4 hemorrhagic strokes the result of an AVM - plus numerous other ailments.
Whew. One wonders whether some (if not all) of your wife's numerous medical problems — I'm not an M.D., but some of them sound quite serious — might be a result of her fucking over 500 men (as you've said) during her younger days. As you know, no doubt (or should know), unprotected sexual intercourse — your wife prefers barebacking, you've said — is an ideal mechanism for transmission of bacteria and virus's.
2wheel said:
This has been a major paradigm shift in our lives which I have fully accepted.
Maybe you should be less concerned with maintaining your own psyche, in light of your wife's renewed and now-vigorous cuckolding of you, and more concerned with maintaining her safety. For example, I havent heard you say anything about asking her preferred fuck-mate, the bar tender, to get a (broad-range) STD test (which could probably be done for low cost at a public health center), and show you and your wife a hard copy of the results (showing he's clean, if he is) —nor have I heard you mention this in connection with any of her other sex partners.
2wheel said:
I will try to send a pic via PM.
Got it. She looks good, as I mentioned in my reply.

BTW, is your liberal use of acronyms an attempt to see whether anyone is actually reading your posts — since anyone who does would presumably ask you what they mean...?
 
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Yes, motorcycles can be dangerous, and yes older folk are more susceptible to crashing - they ride their experience rather than their ability. Left turn is the #1 cause.

All her medical issue are genetic.

We have discussed STDs. She claims she never got any and only asked if her partner was clean and she does so now, very subtly.

An aunt once asked me about the fear of dying while riding - told her it's better to go doing something you enjoy than not - since nobody gets out alive anyway.

Acronyms, hmmmm - never thought about it, figured people in the know (readers) are in the know, otherwise there's Urban Dictionary
 
2wheel said:
Yes, motorcycles can be dangerous, and yes older folk are more susceptible to crashing - they ride their experience rather than their ability. Left turn is the #1 cause.
Here in the town I now live in (which is much smaller than the city I grew up near [in the suburbs]), a while back — but not all that long ago — a woman pulled over onto the shoulder of a 4-lane road, perhaps 0.25 mi. from a stop-light intersection. When the light turned green, a motorcyclist accelerated toward her. Simultaneously, the woman pulled out from the right shoulder to make a U-turn across 4 traffic lanes. The motorcyclist hit her broadside; he and his bike went flying over her car; he was killed when he hit the pavement. (As I recall, the woman who was the cause of that disaster was not injured.)

It seems hard to know how to protect oneself, on a motorcycle, from that kind of incompetent recklessness on the part of other drivers. In the above case, the cyclist might have been able to protect himself, conceivably, by resisting the urge to accelerate rapidly from the stoplight — but that's speculative.

My impression is that drivers.... looking for cars, vans, light trucks and large trucks.... sometimes do not see the smaller shape of an approaching motorcyclist (or bicyclist), simply because that's not what they're looking for. So, I'll repeat my comment: I hope you ride carefully.
2wheel said:
All [my wife's] medical issue are genetic.
OK — I'll take your word for it. (I can appreciate that on a personal level.)
2wheel said:
We have discussed STDs. She claims she never got any and only asked if her partner was clean and she does so now, very subtly.
That seems hard to believe.... but, OK.
2wheel said:
An aunt once asked me about the fear of dying while riding - I told her it's better to go doing something you enjoy than not - since nobody gets out alive anyway.
When I was young.... late 'teens and twenties, mostly.... I engaged regularly in a sport (I'll call it) that most people consider dangerous and often scary. If anyone had asked me about my fear of death, which was definitely a motivating factor (I can't recall anyone actually asking me about that), I would have pointed out that staying alive was not just a matter of luck. It was a matter of being prepared and using good judgement.
2wheel said:
Acronyms, hmmmm - never thought about it, I figured people in the know (readers) are in the know, otherwise there's Urban Dictionary.
"The Urban Dictionary," you say.... I've never heard of it. I've heard of "dictionaries" — I even own a couple of them. Maybe I'll try looking up something in "The Urban Dictionary."
 
Monday morning (10/22) she called me into the bedroom and asked me to go down on her, She said she was super horny and needed some relief. I gladly did as she requested. After 2 seemingly nice orgasm she thanked me.

Later in the day at dinner talking about the day she said she went to Wal-Mart, and while shopping picked up a guy. At Wal-Mart? She said guys have a neon sign flashing on their forehead that says I'm available. I reminder her about my involvement, she said her telling me this time is my involvement. I asked if she brought him back here. She said no, in they car. I reminded her that she told me she can't 'maneuver' in a car. She said all she did was blow him. I asked where they went for privacy, She said right there where he was parked. WTF! She said I'm a ***** what do you expect, propriety, you started this. I said yea, but the parking lot. All she said was yup the parking lot.

She then told me they have a hookup scheduled for tomorrow (which is today Tuesday). I again asked where. She said he's gonna bring his wife's minivan, so in there. I told her I'd rather they did it here. She said he doesn't want to get that involved. I told her to pick a way-off corner spot. She said he told her it had tinted windows. Then told me to please stop questioning her. I did as she said.

Later in bed she gave me one of her dildos and said "do me".

I used it on her until she had 3 orgasms. I masturbated as she feel asleep.
 
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At dinner tonight (Tuesday 10/23) she told me the details of today. They met at the prescribed time and location her parking alongside him in a corner of the lot. She got into the minivan leaving her walker in the car. The windows were in fact tinted as he said. They got into the rear. She removed her pants as he removed his. He took out a condom. and started to roll it on. She balked saying she wanted bareback, they remained at odds but he won out telling her he wouldn't without being covered but would cum on her if she wanted. She gave in and they fucked for a short while till he came. He didn't remove the condom and cum on her, she didn't orgasm. The got dressed, he thanked her and asked about a repeat, she told him she'd think about it. She told me absolutely not but she didn't want to provoke a situation by telling him no.

She said she was still horny. I suggested we go to the bedroom. She asked what for I can't get it up enough to get in her. I told her she was being unnecessarily cruel, rude and snarky. She apologized saying she was angry and horny. She said she was going to The Old Distillery and asked if I wanted to join her. I told her to have a good time, to be careful, that it was apparent that she needed alone time with someone other than me. She agreed, got up went to the dressing room, changed her clothing, put on some makeup and kissed me goodbye. She told me not to wait up but she would definatly be home. It was about 7:00pm when she left.

I watched TV until it was about 11:00 and went to beb very aroused. I wanted to masturbate but decided to wait in case I needed to perform, I needed to be ready.

About midnight she 'rolled' in. I woke.

ME: "Did you get lucky?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "Got laid?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "Was he good?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "Did you cum?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "More than once?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "More than 3 times?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "Ready to tell me the details?"

HER: "Nope."

ME: "Tomorrow?"

HER: "Maybe."

ME: "You're being awfully staccato."

HER: "Yup."

ME: "Are you full of cum?"

HER: "Yup."

ME: "How about me trying to get in you?"

HER: "Nope."

ME: "How about a blow job?"

HER: "Nope."

ME: "Hand job?"

HER: "Nope."

ME: "I guess I'm gonna rub one out, huh"

HER: "Nope."

ME: "Are you hurting?"

HER: "Yes."

ME: "1-10?"

HER: "100!"

ME: "How can I help?"

HER: "You can't - just let me be."

She reeked of sex, I kissed her goodnight. She took meds, laid there for a while then took more, a short while then more. Finally she fell asleep. She had a pained look on her face.

I let her be and after awhile I fell asleep.
 
Sounds like your wife is continuing to do well (the guy in the Walmart parking lot notwithstanding).
 
2wheel said:
..... [My wife] then told me they [she and her Walmart fuck-mate] have a hookup scheduled for tomorrow (which is today Tuesday). I again asked where. She said he's gonna bring his wife's minivan, so in there. .....
Sounds like the refusal of your wife's Walmart acquaintance to fuck without a condom (despite her request for barebacking), then his subsequent refusal to cum "on" your wife (despite his agreement to do so when they started fucking, with him wearing a condom), must have been an expression of a determination on his part, as a married man, to not leave any evidence in or on your wife that could later be traced to his DNA.

Perhaps he has not forgotten the famous case of Bill Clinton and the "little blue dress."

In any case, since he orgasmed (safely in his condom, from his point of view) before your wife reached orgasm (even once), he was obviously a bad fuck and not a good prospect for a repeat performance — in other words, your wife drew the right conclusion, IMO.
 
Custer, I agree with your assessment though DNA might be far stretch for infidelity.

I am trying very hard to NOT be too intrusive about asking her questions afterwards - the voir dire process is not in her comfort zone. Hence, I am letting her tell me as much as she is willing to share with the understanding that my involvement in my absence means she's gotta give up the details.

Therefore I must 'assume', like you, that he is history since she didn't say it.

I continue to be amazed at how easily and fully she has stepped into this new life of ours. That it was my desire and I had more difficulty that did she. But I am now as comfortable in the skin of a cuckold as she is in the skin of a hotwife.
 
Wednesday (10/24) I was out of the house early and we didn't touch base. I let her sleep and didn't wake her when I left.

I got a call about 11:00am, she just woke. She apologized for being nasty to me and sorry for being short last night. She said it started with frustration from the minivan guy and ended in being in a lot of pain.

As usual I accepted her apology.

She asked of it was OK if she hooked up again with the guy from last night. I asked her if the pain was due to him. She said maybe. I questioned her maybe. She said he insisted upon doggy style and being on her knees took it's toll. I suggested that she be firm about positions, she said she had already spoken to him about it. So you already set it up then asked me? She said contingent upon you. I told her that's different and told her to have a good time. She said she would.

About 2 hours later she called and told me to come home now. I did as requested and rushed home as fast as I could.

When I got in she was naked on the bed legs crossed. She said she can't keep that position much longer. I gave her a puzzled look. She said she was full of cum and needed me to fuck her before it all leaks out. I stripped as quick as I could. She spread her legs and there was the white gold oozing out of her magic pussy. I was hard enough to get in her thanks to his lubricant. We fucked till she had several orgasms, and causing his cum to become froth then I added my cum to his. I carefully rolled off of her and watched as her beautifully cummy cunt quivered. She just laid there and purred. A sound I hadn't heard in a very long time. When she got 'her pieces together' she asked if I wanted the details of the night before, I told her it wasn't necessary. She said thanks she was hoping I'd say something like that.

All's well that ends well.
 
Thursday (10/25) I get a text about 1:00pm. "Just met a guy at Starbucks, Y or N?"

I texted back "Yes but......"

She texted "but what?"

I texted (ain't easy with a flip phone) back "you must leave the phone on so I can hear."

She texted back "Serious."

My response "Yes for yes - no for no."

She texted back "I try."



About 2pm my phone rings. It's her. Can you hear me? Loud as a whistle I reply. Then there's rustling around. I surmise they're undressing

I hear a man voice:

HIM: "Nice bod."

HER: "You too. Nice cock."

HIM: "So I've been told."

More rustling around.

HER: "Lick my pussy."

HIM: "I don't do that."

HER: "Are you serious?"

HIM: "Yes I am. But you can suck my cock."

HER: "I don't do that."

HIM: "Are YOU serious?"

HER: "Hell no I'm not serious, I love to suck cock."

HIM: "Good - do you swallow?"

HER: "Stupid question - of course I swallow. Any woman worth their salt swallows."

HIM: "Not in my experience."

HER: "You need to find a lower class of woman."

They both laughed.

HIM: "Good sense of humor. Night tat woman be you?"

HER: "Yup. I'm your regular garden variety *****."

HIM: "Really?"

HER: "Yes really."

HIM: "Show me."

HER: "Stick your hard cock in my wet juicy pussy and fuck me till my eyes cross then unload your hot cum deep into my cunt."

HIM: "Does your husband know you talk like that, does he kiss that mouth?"

HER: "Yes and yes."

HIM: "If your husband only knew what a ***** you are."

HER: "He knows."

HIM: "Really."

HER: "Yes really."

HIM: "WOW!."

HER: "He knows I'm here with you now."

HIM: "Really."

HER: "Yes really and please stop saying that."

HIM: "OK now what."

HER: "Are you kidding me. I told you what! Now shut up and fuck me. And I like to be talked too."

HIM: "You have such nice breasts and vagina."

HER: "Did you say breasts and vagina?"

HIM: "Yes I did."

HER: "How about nice tits and cunt."

HIM: "You have such nice tits and cunt."

HER: "That's better. Now stick that hard cock in my cunt and show me what you can do."

HIM: "OK."

From this point all I hear is rustling, moans and groans and an occasional 'fuck me herder' or 'fuck me faster' from her. And few "I'm cumming." Then from him a loud "I'm gonna cum" followed by deep grunts. Next I hear squishy sounds.

HER: "Let me lick you clean."

HIM: "OK. That was good, real good."

HER: "Tastes good."

HIM: "Feels good."

HER: "If I keep it up will there be a round 2?"

HIM: "Sorry only once for me."

HER: "OK then guess we're done."

More rustling. Then much louder sounds I can't make out. I head a door close, then the cacophony of a car key being inserted in the ignition.

HER: "Hi honey did you hear all that."

ME: "Yes I did it was hot."

HER: "Good - it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be."

ME: "It was great."

HER: "I'll be home in about 20 minutes. I'm full of cum. Meet me at home, it's your turn to fuck your ***** wife."

When I got home, she was in bed waiting for me. Again I was able to get in her thanks to another guy. I asked how her pan level was, she said under control.

I asked because I have a sneaking suspicion of something. Sex increases 2 hormones: endorphins & serotonin.

endorphins: These endorphins interact with the receptors in your brain that reduce your perception of pain. Endorphins also trigger a positive feeling in the body, similar to that of morphine. For example, the feeling that follows a run or workout is often described as "euphoric."

serotnin: Low serotonin levels are often attributed to anxiety, depression, panic attacks, insomnia, obesity, fibromyalgia, eating disorders, chronic pain, migraines, and alcohol abuse. Negative thoughts, low self-esteem, obsessive thoughts and behaviors, PMS, and Irritable Bowel Syndrome are also symptoms of low serotonin.

Sex increases the natural production of these hormones. So I suspect that the more sex she has the more sex she wants to have, more importantly the better she feels.
 
Yesterday, Friday (10/26) midday she called and asked if we had plans for tonight. We don't, why, what do you have in mind? She had breakfast with Gayle who is having 3 guys over tonight and thought she might want to join in. I told her we had no plans, and asked if she was ready for more than 1 guy, she reminded me that we had 3-somes so she had more than 1 guy. I told her I had hoped that the 1st time I'd be present. She reminded me of our 3-some. I told her that 3 guys represents a 4-some and I felt that I shouldn't be excluded. She said I wasn't being excluded, just not included. Semantics! She said please, she added, beside it's Gayle's event so it's doubtful she's gonna have all 3 guys. I gave in and agreed. She suggested I spend the night with Jack (Gayle's husband), a movie or something. I don't think I'm quite ready for that just yet.

At 7:00pm she left for Gayle's all made up and showered. I headed out to dinner. We agreed she'd call if she can't drive, she wouldn't risk driving if she wasn't up to it.

I went to a local restaurant for dinner, low and behold who's there? You guessed it, Jack. We joined each other for dinner. We didn't talk about what our wives were up to that caused us to be here. UNTIL I asked how long they have been doing this. He said he's been a cuckold since before they got married. They were married the first time for 15 years then they divorced for about 10 years then remarried for what is now 20 years. The deal they have is she can have anything she wants Friday and he can have anything he wants the other times. That's 35 years of Fridays nights and who knows what happened in their 10 year hiatus.

We finished dinner and went to see Hunter Killer. Afterwards I had a message that she's home. We parted company and I went home. She wasn't in any mood to talk about the night but said she would tell me over the weekend.
 
Saturday night dinner she asks if I want the hear about Friday night. I respond if course. She got there shortly after 7:00, Gayle had 2 glasses of wine already poured and waiting. She said they chatted about the 3 guys expected to arrive soon. They're young, really young. She expressed her concerns about age, Gayle assured her they were all over 18. There are 2 schools that abut the community, USCB (University of South Carolina Beaufort) & TCL (Technical College of the Lowcountry). Many of the students party in Old Bluffton (where Old Town Distillery is located) , and at a nearby spot, The Ale House. Apparently Gayle 'recruits' from these 2 schools each of which has a 'senior programs. Which means the age of the 3 of them added together is younger than Gayle or her. This as a little off putting for her, it reminds her of her son. She said Gayle was a bit dismissive about her feelings. The female psyche is a very strange thing indeed. Gayle said the guys are in charge whatever, whoever they want. After some chatting Gayle said it was about time to get ready. This time she brought out a terry robe, one for each of hem, She said what about being naked? Gayle said these guys don't like that. Within minutes of robeing they arrived.

Gayle let them in and led the 5 of them into the spare bedroom. Gayle got into one bed and she got into the other, There were condoms, lube and toys on the dresser. The guys stripped and the first guy went down on Gayle. The others watched and stroked. My wife continued the retelling of her night with great disappointment saying that she took a toy from the dresser and watched as he got between Gayle's legs as slid into her as she spread wider. Within minutes he was cumming in Gayle and dismounted. The second guy took his place. and faced Gayle slow with long deep thrusts. She continued to masturbate as Gayle was getting laid. Soon the second was cumming in Gayle, The third guy rolled on a condom and took his place between Gayle's legs. She said this guy came so fast it was almost not worth the effort.

She said she was disappointed that they didn't pay any attention to her at all. As fast as they arrived they were done and just as fast dressed said good bye and were gone. She continued to masturbate as they left. Gayle got paper towels to stop the cum from dripping all over. My wife said she covered up a bit feeling out of place but continued to masturbate as Gayle sat on the edge of her bed. Gayle removed the covering and took hold of the toy from her and fucked her with it until orgasm. Gayle apologized for her lack of attention from the guys and hoped that this in some way made if for it.

She got up got dressed and they said their good byes. She drove herself home.

She was pissed as she told me the details. I asked her if she was going to 'party' with Gayle again. She said of course. I asked that after Gayle's use of the toy on her if would be just the 2 of them. She said she hadn't given it any thought. I asked is she had ever been with a woman before , she said "let's not go there." I ended the conversation but I think I got my answer.
 
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Yesterday Sunday (10/28) was a sex filled day. So much to write about, as soon as I get in on paper I'll post it. Even though there doesn't seem to be too much interest I will still post as it is both exciting and cathartic to write about our new life.
 
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Sunday (10/28) about 10:30 I receive a text from the Bartender "Is she available now". I wake her and tell her about the text. She takes a minute or so to get her bearings. She asks when, I tell her now. She says yes, "tell him just him and you." She works her way out of bed as I text back '"yes, just you and me." I then call in a pass for him. About 10:45 he's at the door. I let him in and we shake hands. When we get into the bedroom she's laying on her stomach with her hips support by several pillows covered with the pad her ass in the air. He says he doesn't do anal, she says neither do I.

He strips as do I and she hands him the lube, He lubes up both him and her. In a flash he's on the bed and sliding in her from behind. I had a different vantage point then in the past. It was amazing watching her push her bottom up to meet his thrusts. In only minutes she's cumming, he doesn't slow down driving his cock in her like a machine, she has another orgasm. Then it's his turn announcing he's cumming, His fucking becomes a squishing sound as I see his cum starting to be pushed out of her. He pulls out of her and I see his cum flow out as he continues to cum on her ass and pussy. She moans disappointment and he drives his still hard cock back into her, she purrs approval and cums again , this time bigger and better than the prior 2. He's fucking her relentlessly working his own cum into a frothy foam. He lowers himself on her and I can see him whispering in her ear, she says yes yes over an over louder and louder until she cums yet again. Moments later he's also cumming for a second time, like before he unloads part in her and part on her. She's a cummy mess, but tells him not to stop. He's still hard after he cums for this second time. The moment he drives his still hard cock back in her she has another orgasm. He's back to whispering in her ear, I have no idea what he's saying but she's saying things like yes and yeah over and over and she's having what seems like one long continuous orgasm.

I haven't seen or heard her like this in many years, when I used to be the instigator, now replaced by the bartender. Truth be told he's half my age and as much as I think I should be jealous I can't be, it's not his fault, it's the fault of mother nature.

He's fucking her like a machine, his cum has saturated the pad. He has her so excited it's a world class pleasure to see. Then he lifts off of her and drives in her one last time and cums yet again. Deep inside of her, I'm not sure whether it triggers another orgasm or just intensifies the orgasms she's already having. Either way he unloads yet another cum bomb in her and on her. As soon as he pulls out she tells me to get in her. I have her reposition slightly so I can remove the cum soaked pad and wipe her somewhat clean. Though I've really been enjoying her cum filled pussy he is just over the top. Anyway, I slide right in her and start going at it, fortunately I'm a tad bigger than is he or all that natural lube would negate teh feeling of my penetration. He's cleaned up and dressing as I'm fucking her post-bartender well used pussy. We cum together. I just lay on her and catch my breath until she can't take my weight anymore.

She says she's hungry. I get up, clean myself, dress and make us some rub. It's barely 11:30, she's been well fucked now getting well fed and we still have the day ahead of us.

We go to the movies and see Old Man With A gun. It's a so-so movie, old Robert Redford, old Sissy Spacek, old Danny Glover, old Keith Carradine and young Casey Affleck. She's all smiles and happy, which makes me happy.

We leave the movie and are heading to a friend's house for dinner. She gets a text from the Bartender one word "Now?" She tells me to head home. She calls our friends to say we're gonna be a little late. I ask what's wrong, she says nothing he's gonna meet us there. She texts him back. When we get home. He's waiting. They enter the house first and head to the bedroom. When I get there she's got her pants off one leg around her ankle she's bent over the dresser and he's already in her. Within 5 minutes she's already had 1 orgasm and he's cumming dripping his cum onto her pants around her ankle. He continues to fuck her to another orgasm. He also cums again dripping even more onto her pants, needless to say she's gonna need to put something else on. He pulls out saying he's gotta go, I toss him a towel, he pulls, clsans up, puts pants back on and he's gone in a flash. She tells me to get in her. Sorry honey it isn't possible. She says OK she's still horny, very horny but gets a clothing refresh and we leave.

After dinner as soon as we're in the car she says she'd like to visit the Distillery. I remind her it's Sunday night. She says she's still horny, please. As usual I acquiesce. 20 minutes later I'm unloading her walker from the trunk. We head to the bar and yes he's on duty. The place seems to be rather busy for a Sunday night. I'm no expert but I'd have imaganed less people. He greets us and asks if we're here for drinks or something else, she says something else. He brings back our usual, on the house of course and tells her it's kinda busy but he thinks he was able to create a secure spot in the storage room, that she should follow him. She looks at me for approval. I nod my approval of course. She follows him. Customers are stacking up at the bar, the other bartender asks where he went. I shrug my shoulders. He picks up his phone and few minutes later our bartender reappears. Shortly therafter followed by my wife. She says he setup a small area in the store room behind the boxes, a cardboard makeshift 'bed' and a stack of bar napkins and that he gave her the door combination.

He rushes over and tells her he's sorry, it's just too damn busy but he'll take care of her, that she can use the storeroom if she likes.

Minutes later a guy saunters over and says the bartender sent him. She asks her standard question except for the last name. She says OK, follow me. She takes her walker and he follows. 15 minutes later she returns. She said that was quick but fun. I ask if she's ready to go home. she says hell no she's just getting started. She leans over and whispers in my ear, "I told you I was a *****." Another guy comes over looking a bit scared and says the bartender sent him. The same routine, he follows her. About 10 minutes later our bartender comes over and tells me to text her to stay there. I see him head away from the bar with another guy in tow. About 30 minutes pass, I'm starting to worry, she texts and says she's; on her way back. She returns with a big smile on her face. She finished her drink and says "time to go." She calls the bartender over, kisses his cheek and says thanks. We leave.

On the way home. I ask her if she has her horny's satisfied yet, she says somewhat. She asks if I want the details, I said of course. She said she was a bit nervous being in an unfamiliar place but the bartender assured her it was OK and she trusted him. The first guy was just as nervous but once inside rose to occasion. She was on her back and he fucked her to only 1 orgasm before his own. They dressed and she headed back. The next guy was just as nervous. He didn't last long but she did get off before he came in her. Just when she was about to get up she got my text, she was laying there pussy agape cum leaking out when the door opened and the bartender led the next guy in. She said he lasted a bit longer and she had a couple of very nice orgasm, he wasn't nervous at all. After he came he thanked her profusely. She cleaned up with the bar napkins, they dressed and left.

She said all in all it was a pretty good night, she got laid 6 times from 5 different guys had dozens of orgasms was filled do the brim with fresh cum and even got to fuck her sometimes impotent husband. I told her that statement hurt. She apologized saying she didn't mean it to be hurtful. She said I could have her when we got home if I was up to it. I told her she didn't need to add that last part. She reminded me that I'm getting what I asked for, that I wanted a ***** wife and now I have one.

We got home, and got into bed. Sure enough I wasn't able to get hard enough to get in her, and she didn't want to suck a limp dick, so she used her Magic Wand on me until I orgasmed.

We went to sleep.
 
Monday (10/29) turned out to be another interesting day in our journey. In the morning she registered for OLLI (Osher Lifelong Learning Institute), basically continuing education for seniors, classes held are at the local college alongside regular college academics. Turns out it's Gayle's MO. Not only are there concurrent classes there is also a cafeteria (the Sand Bar) where all generations mingle. This is one of the schools that abut our community.

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Late afternoon I get a text from her asking if we have plans tonight. By now I know that that means, she's got a hookup. At this point I have no information. I tell her no we don't, she says we do now and tells me to be home about 5:00pm. I do as I am told. She's in a robe and tells me he's gonna be here any minute. I assume it's the bartender. The door bells rings and she says she'll answer it, to go to the bedroom and get ready. She enters with a new guy, young guy, a very young guy. He sees me and freaks out. She trys to calms him down and reminds him that she had told him that she's married and her husband will there. He says he thought she was joking. Guess what! She calms him down and disrobes. He's having trouble getting it up. She gets on her knees and sucks his cock. He proclaims this has never happened before. Like we've never heard that before. He's still having trouble. She asks if I leave the room would that help, he says probably. She looks at me. I leave and shut the door.

I try listening but can't hear a thing. About 5 minutes later he comes out with a smile on his face. Success I think to myself.

I enter the bedroom, she's on her back cum leaking from her. I think about an e-mail I got this morning asking if I ever do cleanup. I am hard and sliding in her as fast as I can. She cums with me.

I roll off of her. She tells me that he isn't very experienced but had a lot of enthusiasm. I question his age knowing how she feels about younger guys, she says she's past that and tells me about how she enrolled in OLLI and then picked him up. The story ends with her telling me with a smile so much young cock for me. I think she views the college as her own private stud lot. She nods off as I get up to prepare dinner.