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09/01/2019

It happened over a year back, when the boss invited younger, single members of the staff to his posh home for a slap up meal; apparently it was an annual thing he did. Anyway, I was going out with a blonde Dutch girl, Anneke, & she came along with me. Maybe 6 of us in all as guests, including a work colleague, Stuart.
Caterers brought in the lovely food, & served it to us, & then departed. The only thing was they would collect the utensils, (clean or dirty), but the crockery & cutlery were the hosts’ responsibility.
Well, after this big meal, with drink, naturally we were all drowsy, & kinda dozed off on settees in the lounge, but Anneke said she’d do the crockery & cutlery washing up, & so she left for the kitchen. Maybe 10 minutes later, I awoke from my light slumber, & saw that Stuart was not there in the lounge. The house was heavily carpeted, but I walked to the kitchen to see how Anneke,was doing with the washing up. The sight that greeted me was staggering. My blonde Dutch gf , & my blond work mate we’re both there, but they were DEEP in a French kiss, their 2 blond heads moving slowly round & round, presumably in what looked like an exhibition in delightful tongue work. I was peeping at them, kinda concealed, but they were SO engrossed in their dirty snog, I thought they wouldn’t have noticed anyway. So how long was my gf French kissing my work colleague? God knows, but I was there maybe 3 minutes, watching—-jealous, yes, but also in the throes of an erection! Silently, AND it has to be said, reluctantly, I withdrew back to the lounge, feigning sleep. The 2 blonds then walked in, & I ‘woke’ to greet them, asking Anneke if the washing had been done.
10 minutes later, I visited the toilet & had a WONDERFUL masturbate, my ‘mind’s eye’ picturing that beautiful blonde couple French kissing—-my blonde Dutch gf Anneka, & my tall blond work mate, Stuart!
Back home, with Anneke, I confronted her—-not angry, but ‘trying’ to sound assertive. Now we’ve been going together 2 years, & she probably knows me well—-said she’You really enjoyed watching us kissing, did you not?’. My body language must have been a give away! “Well”, she said, “We’ve been going together over 2 years now, & we’’re Not engaged. Tell you what, let’s get engaged—I’ve my eye on a nice ruby &: diamond ring at the jewellers. So when we’re engaged, Stuart can visit us & congratulate us!” Little did I realise what lay in store. So next day, we visited that jeweller, & I forked out a fair bit for that ring. At work next day, I told Stuart we were engaged, & would he like to come round to my place for a congratulatory drink the coming Saturday. He agreed.
So come Saturday, at our place, Stuart warmly shook my hand, he then turned his attention to my fiancé—-she flashed the ring at him, saying, “I’m engaged now!”. He held her hand to admire the ring, admiring it—-he slowly drew her towards him, & what looked platonic enough, planted a kiss on both her cheeks—& then, & then, I watched in awe, as their mouths United in what could only be described as a VERY intimate form of ‘congratulation’. Intimate? After a few seconds of hot tongue swapping, they disengaged; but only briefly—-“Congratulations Anneke, the ring looks lovely”, & which was a cue for MORE congratulations; once more, they sweetly locked mouths; 10 seconds later, they broke, & then again AND again AND again—-warm congratulations, followed by hot French kissing. I was a willing, albeit slightly jealous fiancé! Ands then it changed when Anneke said, “ Stuart, let’s do properly what we did in Mr Green’s kitchen!” And so it happened—-identical it was their deep kiss, her arms round the back of his neck, her fingers stroking his blond hair, & him pulling my fiancé by the waist. All I could do was murmur, “Beautiful, beautiful, don’t stop!”, not sure if they could hear the sound of my zipper being undone, ‘cos of the sounds of their sweet mouths together. I did precisely what I’d done in my boss’s toilet, with a newspaper in my left hand! I could not disguise myself, as I soiled the yet unread newspaper! Only THEN did they break their French kiss. Anneke promptly told me off for soiling the newspaper when it hadn’t even been read!
I then said, maybe embarrassed that I’d be going to the pub, to tell my mates about our engagement, & to buy them a round of drinks. I was maybe gone half hour. On returning, Stuart was gone, & Anneke was soaking herself in the bath. I went to the bedroom, & saw the bed slightly disheveled; upon closer inspection, I noticed blond hair aplenty! You don’t have to be a genius to put 2 & 2 together—-my fiancé of a few hours had made love to my work mate, their blond hair providing evidence!
I didn’t need to question her, as she proudly announced was Stuart was a super stud, with a ‘cock & stamina’ to beat ANYTHING I had.
That was the first of many, as every Saturday Stuart comes round, essentially to congratulate both of us, to congratulate her MORE than me, & now I stay to watch them in bed together. I’m now a complete cuckold—-so much so that Anneke & I have agreed to marry this spring, & that Stuart accompanies us on our honeymoon, his fares & hotel to be paid for by me. Come the time I may write in to tell you about it.
LOVE reading letters on this forum. Congratulations from ME this time!

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