I’ve been lurking here for about six months and finally decided to join.
My wife and I are 30 (me) and 28 (her). When we met and I asked her out about five years ago she was already dating an older married guy. We dated for about four months before she told me. She kind of expected me to bail on her. My previous three girlfriends had all cheated on me. The first two, I kind of freaked out like I was supposed to and we split up but I also felt kind of aroused by it. The third one was tough and I felt pretty confused. I told her that it was OK, that we could work on it and at first she sort of tried but then she told me that she felt terrible, and didn’t think she could be faithful to me and that she had found someone else etc. I wasn’t able to convince her that I wanted her to be with me and to have her freedom and we split up and she moved in with the guy she cheated on me with.
After Amber (my now wife) and I had gone out for about 4 months her then lover took her to Paris for a long dirty weekend. I had kind of suspected she was seeing other guys but had never confirmed it. She told me about a week before that she had been invited to Paris, I asked who she was going with and she said “a friend”. I just sort of said “Oh, cool, which one?” Not really thinking about who it might be. She got kind of a half smile and then told me. Later she told me she fully expected me to bail on her and was actually surprised and a little let down when I said “Oh”.
A few days later we were having dinner together and I asked her about her trip. She looked at me and said “I told you who I’m going with right?” At this point I had had three days to think about it and it honestly was turning me on. I had suspected she was seeing someone else when we were dating and this confirmed it and it was kind of a relief. Especially since we were out together that night too. So anyhow, I said yes, you did. She got this kind of funny look and said “You do know we are intimate, right?” And my heart started racing and I wanted to be funny and smooth and all I could think to say was “God, I hope so, it would be a waste to fly a beautiful girl to Paris and not be.” She smiled but was a still a little confused and said “You don’t care?” So I decided to be honest and told her that actually I cared a lot and then quietly said that it turned me on. She got that look women get when they are sizing up a guy and then she said “I’ve heard about guys like you. You’re weird.” So I asked her if I could see her when she got back and she just giggled and said “Really?” I smiled and said of course and she just said “We’ll see.”
So she went, and apparently had a great time. Later when we talked she told me the last night there they had gone out to dinner and she was all dressed up and she started thinking about how I was back in the US and she was going to fuck this guy and that she had a boyfriend waiting at home for her who knew and she wouldn’t have to make up a lie about what she did and she started to get into the idea.
When she landed she called me from the airport. Her lover had arranged a car service so I asked her if I could meet her at her place. She said OK and so I was waiting when the she got there. I carried her bag inside
and asked her how her trip was. When we got inside I gave her a big kiss. She pulled away a little and looked at me and said “I fucked him you know.” I couldn’t really say anything and so she kissed me again and said “I fucked him” and finally I said “I know” and then I kind of led her to her bedroom and we made love.
It took her one more night with him and a quick fling on a business trip to get her mind fully around my cuckoldry, but finally she did and eventually we got engaged and married. So now, five years and nine other guys later we are at an interesting point. She is definitely a loving alpha to my adoring beta. Through my work I got offered an 18 month project in Chicago. It is a great opportunity for me but the only problem is she has a great job that would be tough to replicate there and we don’t want to be there forever. The company will also put me up and fly me home or her there every six weeks for three days. So when I got offered the position we went out to dinner and talked about it, she was incredibly supportive and looked at all the good points for me and us: salary, connections, career advancement etc. As we were walking back to the car she takes my hand and as we are walking goes “OK, I don’t want you to go, but I think it is great for you…. And I guess I can be single for a little while again.” Huge grin.
So Feb 1 we will “separate” and I will move to Chicago while my gorgeous and now unattached wife will remain at home. I can’t wait for her to tell me about the first guy who asks her out or to have her tell me she has to go now since her date is about to arrive or to call home and know she is entertaining someone.
We both know there are big risks ahead, but we have made it this far with being honest with each other and so far I think we can do it.
My wife and I are 30 (me) and 28 (her). When we met and I asked her out about five years ago she was already dating an older married guy. We dated for about four months before she told me. She kind of expected me to bail on her. My previous three girlfriends had all cheated on me. The first two, I kind of freaked out like I was supposed to and we split up but I also felt kind of aroused by it. The third one was tough and I felt pretty confused. I told her that it was OK, that we could work on it and at first she sort of tried but then she told me that she felt terrible, and didn’t think she could be faithful to me and that she had found someone else etc. I wasn’t able to convince her that I wanted her to be with me and to have her freedom and we split up and she moved in with the guy she cheated on me with.
After Amber (my now wife) and I had gone out for about 4 months her then lover took her to Paris for a long dirty weekend. I had kind of suspected she was seeing other guys but had never confirmed it. She told me about a week before that she had been invited to Paris, I asked who she was going with and she said “a friend”. I just sort of said “Oh, cool, which one?” Not really thinking about who it might be. She got kind of a half smile and then told me. Later she told me she fully expected me to bail on her and was actually surprised and a little let down when I said “Oh”.
A few days later we were having dinner together and I asked her about her trip. She looked at me and said “I told you who I’m going with right?” At this point I had had three days to think about it and it honestly was turning me on. I had suspected she was seeing someone else when we were dating and this confirmed it and it was kind of a relief. Especially since we were out together that night too. So anyhow, I said yes, you did. She got this kind of funny look and said “You do know we are intimate, right?” And my heart started racing and I wanted to be funny and smooth and all I could think to say was “God, I hope so, it would be a waste to fly a beautiful girl to Paris and not be.” She smiled but was a still a little confused and said “You don’t care?” So I decided to be honest and told her that actually I cared a lot and then quietly said that it turned me on. She got that look women get when they are sizing up a guy and then she said “I’ve heard about guys like you. You’re weird.” So I asked her if I could see her when she got back and she just giggled and said “Really?” I smiled and said of course and she just said “We’ll see.”
So she went, and apparently had a great time. Later when we talked she told me the last night there they had gone out to dinner and she was all dressed up and she started thinking about how I was back in the US and she was going to fuck this guy and that she had a boyfriend waiting at home for her who knew and she wouldn’t have to make up a lie about what she did and she started to get into the idea.
When she landed she called me from the airport. Her lover had arranged a car service so I asked her if I could meet her at her place. She said OK and so I was waiting when the she got there. I carried her bag inside
It took her one more night with him and a quick fling on a business trip to get her mind fully around my cuckoldry, but finally she did and eventually we got engaged and married. So now, five years and nine other guys later we are at an interesting point. She is definitely a loving alpha to my adoring beta. Through my work I got offered an 18 month project in Chicago. It is a great opportunity for me but the only problem is she has a great job that would be tough to replicate there and we don’t want to be there forever. The company will also put me up and fly me home or her there every six weeks for three days. So when I got offered the position we went out to dinner and talked about it, she was incredibly supportive and looked at all the good points for me and us: salary, connections, career advancement etc. As we were walking back to the car she takes my hand and as we are walking goes “OK, I don’t want you to go, but I think it is great for you…. And I guess I can be single for a little while again.” Huge grin.
So Feb 1 we will “separate” and I will move to Chicago while my gorgeous and now unattached wife will remain at home. I can’t wait for her to tell me about the first guy who asks her out or to have her tell me she has to go now since her date is about to arrive or to call home and know she is entertaining someone.
We both know there are big risks ahead, but we have made it this far with being honest with each other and so far I think we can do it.