I'd like to make it clear, first of all, that I never intended to cheat on my husband. Ever. But, it happened, and he's written about it (a bit) here. I nearly posted more details of how I cheated, but ... well, maybe another time when the kids aren't around. In summary: I did it; I told him; he was upset but also aroused; we had the best sex in ages that night; and after much discussion he's given me enthusiastic permission to do it again - with the same guy, at least initially. And once I'm used to doing it, he wants to watch - but that is likely to be a while yet.
So the first time was cheating. The next time will be his first proper cuckolding. Yesterday I arranged to see my lover the weekend after next. Today, I decided that was too long to wait. So, I'm taking tomorrow afternoon off work and I'm going to have sex with my lover (how odd it seems to be writing that sentence). This time tomorrow I'll be home with another man's cum in me, pretending to the children that it was just another ordinary day at work. And my husband starts his life as my cuck.
I've promised my husband not to wash or change my underwear after the sex tomorrow afternoon, and to fuck him tomorrow evening.
The anticipation is *really* turning me on. Him too!
So the first time was cheating. The next time will be his first proper cuckolding. Yesterday I arranged to see my lover the weekend after next. Today, I decided that was too long to wait. So, I'm taking tomorrow afternoon off work and I'm going to have sex with my lover (how odd it seems to be writing that sentence). This time tomorrow I'll be home with another man's cum in me, pretending to the children that it was just another ordinary day at work. And my husband starts his life as my cuck.
I've promised my husband not to wash or change my underwear after the sex tomorrow afternoon, and to fuck him tomorrow evening.
The anticipation is *really* turning me on. Him too!