Married for 35 years and you think you know everything. Then you realize you don’t know anything. That’s my marriage story. When I met my wife she had just finished college and was just out of a relationship. We were introduced by mutual friends who thought we were perfect for each other.
I agreed and quickly asked for her hand in marriage only after a year and half of dating. She was the most sexual girl I had ever dated and I loved it. She was very open minded and willing to try anything. She was a college athlete and had many friends, girls and guys. In the beginning I was jealous and suspicious of her friends but eventually trusted her and paid little attention to her activities.
We had two kids two years apart and a third several years later. We never planned having kids as soon as we did but it happened. Thirty five years later one of her friends from school was in town with her husband visiting family. We had a large house so she offered them to stay with us while in town. They accepted and we picked them up at the airport. Her friend was very attractive and her husband was a former athlete and also very good shape.
After arriving home they wanted to catch up on news so they stayed up talking while I went to bed because I had to get up early for work. When I came home from work they had already been drinking and wanted to go out that night. We went to a local club that was upscale with a dance floor. They had a dj and it was a popular spot. They were already tipsy when we arrived and I was sober.
My wife designated me as the driver so I only had one drink. The three of them were dancing with one another and me being a terrible dancer sat out and watched. We got home late and I was tired and excused myself to bed while they continued the party. They were very drunk and loud and there talking was making it hard to fall asleep. I woke about 3am to pee and went to the bathroom. I noticed my wife wasn’t in bed and I realized there wasn’t any talking coming from the family room.
I walked towards the family room and didn’t see anyone. I then heard noises from the bedroom on the other side of the house where they were sleeping. I walked towards the room and the noises seemed to be sexual noises. I quietly krept to the bedroom door and was listening through the door. I could hear the sounds of sex then I recognized the sounds my wife makes during sex. The realization that my wife was in the bedroom having sex hit me.
All kinds of emotions ran through me. I wanted to explode into the room but didn’t. I wanted to see what was happening so I tested the door knob and found it unlocked. I quietly and slowly opened the door to peek inside. The sounds of sex were masking the noises I made opening the door. I only pushed it open just far enough to peek inside. There was very little light from a lamp by the bed.
As my eyes adjusted, I can see a male’s image fucking someone bent over on there knees in front of him and moaning loudly. Then I realized that person was between someone’s legs giving them oral. It hit me that the person in the middle was my wife. I walked into the room towards the bed and said “what the fuck”. They stopped and looked at me. He never even pulled his dick out of my wife’s pussy. She turned to me and firmly asked me to leave them and get out of the room.
She said we’ll talk about it later. I exited the room and went back to our room waiting for her arrival. She never arrived. She stayed in there room the remainder of the night having sex. I couldn’t sleep knowing what they were doing and lay there as images of my marriage were falling around me. I eventually fell asleep in the early morning hours and when I woke, went to the kitchen were my wife was drinking coffee. She had been awake all night. I asked if they were in bed. She said no, they had just left heading to the airport.
I then asked about last night. She told me that they have been involved sexually since college and it was no big deal. I told her I saw her eating out her girlfriend. She said yes, she was bisexual. I said you have never told me that information. She said I didn’t think you would understand. I then said yeah, but her husband was fucking you too. She began telling about her wild college orgies her and her friends had during school.
Turned out that her friends husband was her college ex sweetheart. I then started reflecting back in my memory about her and her girlfriends outings and asked if she was sleeping with them. She told me she was. They were girlfriend girlfriends. How could I have been so stupid not to notice all these years. We talked it out and I finally calmed down and accepted it. I asked why she never included me in her sexual trysts. She simply said, you don’t have the cock for it. That stung but she was right.
Most of her friends were lesbian and didn’t want dick anyway. I asked if she was fucking any other men on the side. She said occasionally but mostly women. She said if I wanted out she would understand but she loves me and doesn’t want to lose me. I stayed, so I guess that makes me Cuckold.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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