Let me start off by saying I've been married for 11 years now to my beautiful wife. She cheated on me four years into our marriage which almost ended us, but we stuck it out. Four more years passed by, with this thought of someone else having had fucked her lingering over my mind. I finally just told her one day while we were making out and enjoying some one on one foreplay, that I wanted to see another man fuck her. She was shocked, I could see it in her eyes. That eighth year was a long year. She enjoyed the freedom I was giving her to go out, clubbing. But she never told me anything and kept me in the dark about everything. It in turn made me angry and as time had proven she never did do anything, during that time I thought stuff was happening behind my back, and regardless of the mental anguish, and cuckolded feel it gave, I felt jipped. She never communicated anything with me. Then the d-word came out of her lips. I felt like shit. What did I do? I hated myself for sharing my dark fantasy. The year went on she was deployed overseas, and somehow our communication grew and yet again we decided to stick it out together. I decided to not bring up anything about my cuckold fantasy for fear of rejection. I went like this for a good year. Then due to the military lifestyle we once again we were in two different states. She started asking if it was ok if she starting clubbing again, and I was all for it, and if she wanted to flirt just please share with me the details. That's when the door opened. She would openly start talking about my fantasy, about her fantasy (to see me with a guy), she would say I'm going to go look for someone to fuck this weekend, (but months went by and nothing ever came of these empty promises). I finally gave her an ultimatum, (I know bad idea), I said find somebody to fuck within 42 hours, or when you come home next week I get to give you 20 spankings, (silly I know, but if you knew my spankings like she does, you'd understand)... Needless to say, I got the call the next morning, she found someone, whom she worked with. Well not directly with but... Yeah. I told her I needed proof, pics or be on the phone while its happening. Of course we did a lot more talking and setting ground rules down than just two sentences, but in the back of my mind I'm thinking, she's not going to do this. There is no way. She's just playing along. All my ideas were being fed to me through sites like this one. I was a mess. The day turned into night, the texts kept coming in from her giving me a play by play rundown of how the club was bumping, then she called me and asked if I could bend on one rule, and she asked, "can I kiss him". I hesitated, thinking what is the right answer. I told her it was her call, but I was fine either way. Hours went by without word. Then I got the call, "he's eating me out right now" she said. Then for the next hour I was laying in my bed listening to my wife getting pounded by another man over the phone. My heart stopped, my body tingled, I felt paralyzed, my dick got hard but went limp just as fast. I couldn't believe she was actually doing it. Finally I couldn't take anymore, I actually hung up. She was oblivious I'm sure. I don't know how i fell asleep, but I did. The next morning I woke up to a text from her, a pic of him naked on the hotel bed. She actually did it, she cucked me that night. There was no weirdness the next day, nor any to the present. She came home the following week and we've been here in the same state for the last year and a half. She goes out all the time to meet up with him. She says they fuck like rabbits all night, she comes home, tells me all about it, shows me the positions... And it is fun to see her excitement. But anytime I bring up the idea of inviting me to watch, or why not try someone else, she shys away. She says she wants to cuck me like the stories, but feels more comfortable with just him. Is it normal to have just one lover for over a year? Her first and only, at that? Is this considered cucking? Or is she just having her cake and eating it to? How do I fix this, if its wrong? How do open her up to more suitors? Why does this mental anguish, and body paralysis feeling turn me on so much? Am I sick? Have I lost trust in her? Am I this understanding and sympathetic to her adulterous ways that is rather have her thus way, than no way at all? Or am I just afraid of being heartbroken again by being blindsided by an affair that I'm open to her cheating ways as long as I know about them?
Sincerely - Confused Hubby
Sincerely - Confused Hubby
