I am a cuckold
I am a cuckold.
When I was engaged to my wife I had heard she was cheating on me. So I started checking up on her. I hid down the street from her house after I dropped her off. And sure enough she would come out after a guy would pull up. She would get into his car and often kiss the guy. One night she kissed him and then her head went strait to his lap. he must have had his ** out and waiting for her. I still didn't confront her. I started following them when she went with the guy that picked her up the most often. They went to what I figured was his apartment. After a few times one night my telephone rang. It was Missey. She told me that she exactly where I was and to stay right there she would be right out. It was winter and she came out with her coat on and high heels. She got into my car and started telling me that she knew I had been following her and watching her for weeks. She asked me to listen while she explained. She said that she loves me and still wants to marry me but that I can't get her off. And that if we get married it was going to be like this. It would be right to ** guys. Then she opened her coat and howen me she was ** under her coat. She told me that this guy Max was ** her and hse was sucking his ** and they were having a real good time. I was heart broken but I also had a ** at the same time. She leaned over and kissed me and asked if I would like to come in and watch. I sheepishly agreed. As soon as she was inside she took her coat off and intoduced us. I was then given a chair and told I could watch him have ** with her. I could see why he thrilled her He was hanndsome and well built and with a 8 inch **. Twice the size of mine. he could also ** for a real long time without cuming. When they were all through Missey told me to come over to the bed. She then instructed me to eat her ** clean. I guess I figured since I already agreed to watching him ** her I just might as well.
I am a husband that has these thoughts and fantasies. I can’t help what excites me. Your statement is why I am afraid to tell her. God knows I can’t satisfy her.
Maybe I can give you more fantasies, about your wife cuckolding you, I am 22, a medical student, considered very good-looking. And very well hung, if you don't mind me saying. Two years ago I decided to go out only with married women; they are honest, not like high school girls; "No, I'm not that kind of girl" or "No, please, I'm a virgin." A married woman isn't seeking a solid relationship, just some romance, a change from the old man.
So, here's a hint if you suspect that your sweet little wife has been unfaithful. Toronto is a big city, with company meetings, conferences, training sessions going on all the time; lots of the attendees are married women; lots of them in hotel bars in the evenings. My roommate and I split up and slowly cruise the bars, giving the girls time to look us over; when one gives me that look, I have some nice things to say to her; a couple of drinks, then up to her room for her to show me something, and - - . I think I've had 17 wives in the past 2 years.
So there you are at home watching hockey and putting the kids to bed, and wondering why your sweet little wife isn't phoning you from so far away. Well, it's because she's flat on her back on her hotel bed, getting it like she's never had it since before she met you, from the guy she met in the bar an hour ago. Do you recognize your wife? Is she Lenore, from Syracuse N.Y., good ** but a bit saggy, lots of dark pubic hair, here with her girlfriend for the weekend, not on the pill? We did it bare, so good luck! Or Edna, a grateful kindergarten teacher from Winnipeg, not pretty, small **, wispy red hair, almost n pubic hair, just a bit of reddish fuzz? She really got her married ** pounded, and again in the morning before her training class. And so on, so on, so many wives, so many cuckold husbands.