My wife and I have been married for 26 years. We were each other's first lovers, and our sexual journey has been one of great discovery together. For many years now I have longed to share her with other guys. I have come to realise that there is something in the idea of being a cuckold, that is, a husband to a wife who has sex with other guys, which really trusn me on. About three months ago, she had sex with another guy at or local nude beach. It was a breakthrough moment for us both - she loved it, and I loved seeing her enjoy is so much. Since then, she has had sex with another five guys(two of them at the same time). I have been cool with this the whole way through, sharing in the play from time to time.
Last week, we met another guy through a web-site and arranged to meet him for a night in his motel. From the beginning, it was the perfect night for my wife - she got to live out her fantasy with a hot guy, in an apartment. They fucked for nearly four hours over a 12-hour period, with him taking her in every hole while I watched. About half-way through I began to feel uncomfortable with what I was witnessing. Having given my wife her freedom to explore and take things wherever they might go, I was now seeing her in a completely different light. It was as if I had brought her to this sexual point and someone else was now the first to benefit from my work. (I should say, that aprt from this sharing, I have had the pleasure of doing everything else with my wife for the first time)
My dilema now is that I have very mixed feelings about what I saw. On the one hand, I loved being able to share my wife in this way. On the other, I am concerned that I have never experienced her that way for myself and that I will be compared to him from this point forward. We've spent a week talking about our feelings about all of this - she is ultra keen to see him again sometime(he is an out-of-town professional, thank goodness!). On one level, I want her to be happy, on another, I'm petrified of losing her.
I'm dwelling on them together all of the time, and want to ask about everything that happened(even though I was there). Who else has been here before? How did you cope? Any advice for me(for us) would be greatly appreciated.