My story takes place many years ago. My wife and I got married in 1974. She had been married twice and had many boyfriends before we got married. I had only been in one relationship.
During the next 16 years I was slowly becoming a cuckold. That was a term I was totally unaware of back then. I must say, I was just as responsible as my wife was in this happening to me. This is actually another story in itself.
Anyway, I will say that I was still unprepared when in 1990 she admitted she was having an affair. Right from the start I felt like I had been stabbed in the heart. I told her she had to end her affair immediately. Much to my shock and surprise she said; "NO WAY."
During the next several months she made it very evident to me that she had no desire to end her affair, no matter what I said or did. Even though we had 2 young children, ages 7 and 9 we both did our best to hide her affair from them. Whenever she spent the night at her boyfriends I said she was at a girlfriends. Sometimes she would spend a night at her boyfriends but still come home to get the kids off to school.
During this time my wife had no physical contact with me, even though we lived in the same house. She said she would not have sex with two men at the same time. She said she still loved me but she was in love with her boyfriend. I could take it or leave her, it did not matter to her. I decided to just wait it out and see what happens. I even met her boyfriend on several occasions. Him and I probably would have been friends if he hadn't been fucking my wife.
One Saturday, after we had taken our kids to my mothers, my wife was getting ready for a date with her boyfriend. She was running late and asked if her boyfriend could come inside when he came to pick her up? I said; "yes." After all, by this time it was no surprise to me what they did while on a date. And, I must also say, it was a fantasy that my wife and I both got off on years before it actually happened.
I was watching a baseball game when her boyfriend came to pick my wife up. I let him in and told him she was still getting ready. I sat in my chair opposite the sofa while he sat on the sofa. Hey, I even offered him a beer. Together we watched the ball game. The game went into extra innings when my wife walked into the room. She had a pair of white long pants on, and a turquoise shirt on.
She also had her overnight bag with her. She said she was ready, and he said; "the game is almost over." She then sat next to him, with her left leg over his right leg.
I saw her whisper something to him and he whispered back to her and then they both laughed.
She then started to kiss his neck and she started to rub his crotch with her right hand. I was surprised that they started to make out right in front of me. I tried to continue to stay focused to the game but I could not help myself as I watched them kiss. It is the weirdest feeling watching the women I loved making love to someone else. My heart was actually hurting but at the same time my cock was trying to get hard.
I watched as they slowly started to take each others clothes off. There was no doubt that they soon would be fucking. Fucking right in front of me. I thought about getting up and leaving the room, but I didn't. Soon she was stroking his cock. I noticed that it was about the same size as mine. She then added another dagger in my heart when she got on her knees and started to suck his cock. That was something she refused to do to me. Her ass was facing me and I could see her glistening pussy. I'm not sure how long she sucked his cock but eventually she climbed on top of his unprotected rock hard cock. She slowly sat on his cock and slowly rode it, while at the same time making out with him. As I watched I realized they were not fucking, but making love to each other. I felt like I had lost my wife forever as I watched them make love.
I again felt like I should leave but couldn't. I just watched as she had one orgasm after another. I noticed how big his balls were. I knew that they would soon be shooting a large load of cum into MY wife. Sure enough, he held on to her beautiful ass and grunted as he shot his load of cum into her. Again, I felt as if I had been stabbed in the heart. There was no doubt that he shot a large load of cum into her as I saw it dripping out of her pussy and running down his cock. She then rode his cock to another orgasm. This one was the most powerful one yet. I also realized that I had not made love to her like that for many years. No wonder she was fucking him and had no intention of giving him up. As I watched her climb off of his cock I noticed cum dripping out of her pussy. I wanted to so badly to crawl over to her and lick her pussy clean, but decided to get up and leave the living room. As I was leaving they didn't even notice because they were again making out.
Days later I brought up how much I wanted to clean her pussy of her boyfriends cum. She said that they were both expecting me to do that. I also commented how big his balls were. She said that she needed to let him fuck her more. I really did think that our marriage was over after watching them make love. But some kind of way she always said the right things to keep me hanging on. Sure enough, after over 2 years she finally ended her affair and we have now been together for 38 years.
What scared me the most was that I had almost lost her to another man. Be careful what you wish for. You might not be so lucky.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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