***CUCK SUMMER RECAP #1****
It’s been months since I updated my thread on here. That was not my intention I assure you. It was my plan to put updates up all summer as things went along, but it never happened for a variety of reamisters. I apologize to all readers and those who have sent emails lately wondering where the updates were. The last couple months have been a whirlwind of emotions and events, a few bumps along the way, but mostly an erotic journey I never thought I’d experience. It will take a couple posts to get everyone caught up to speed, but here we go, hope you enjoy…
If you’ve read my last update from May, you know that I had been bugging my wife, Renee for months to get back into the cuck lifestyle. After years of fantasizing about it, we finally took the leap and made it a reality last summer, which you can read all about in my earlier posts. It is however, very demanding of our time, and usually our jobs don’t allow that kind of time, especially for her. After watching the last tape however, I realized a lot of things over the next few days. The most important was that Renee seemed fully committed in her role this time and seemed very serious about fucking J for the next three months and not me. Since I started having these cuckold fantasies years ago, they were always just that, fantasies. And while we had some brief adventures and one night encounters in the past year. Most of the time they were short roleplay scenarios that quickly would be over and we would return to our normal lives. And would leave me with my fantasies again.
This would be a whole new world.
My mind raced the whole day. When I finally saw Renee later that evening, I kissed her on the cheek. I was very interested to see how she was going to act. She made a little small talk about her day and then asked if I had watched my tapes. I said I did. And she just smiled and went into our room. She didn’t say anything else. And so neither did I. I would just wait and see where this was going to go.
The next week and a half went by without anything happening. Renee acted pretty much the same, we just worked and watched TV at night. I was starting to wonder if my tape was just a one time, roleplay thing and wasn’t actually real. A few days into my “cuck summer” as she called it in her tape, when we went to bed that night, I tried to start coming onto her in bed. I started rubbing her chest as she moaned softly, but then gently took my hand and wrapped my arm around her as she fell arelax, leaving me with a massive hard-on. That event coupled with no sexual contact for ten days, did make me start to think, everything was happening, I just didn’t know what it all meant. Then that next Saturday evening, May 22nd, I came home from playing basketball at the gym, trying to get some of the sexual frustration out. Renee was in our bathroom putting makeup on in the mirror, she was wearing some hot red lingerie. My cock immediately sprang to attention. She walked into the bedroom and began putting on a short skirt and a nice top. I asked if we were going out. “Well I’m going out with J,” she said matter of factly. “Don’t you want me to have a good time?”
I said of course I did. She finished getting ready and grabbed her purse and kissed me goodbye and was out the door. I was left it awe. I kind of relax walked into the shower. My mind was racing again and my heart was pounding. I stayed in the shower until the water got cold. Then I spent the rest of the evening wondering where my wife was. Was she out at a bar? Was she back at his house?
Around 11pm we had a short text conversation, I sent here a text because I was dying to know what was going on.
ME: <having a good time?>
RENEE: <we r having a gr8 time>
ME: <where r u?>
RENEE <at a dance club>
ME: <when will you be home?>
RENEE: <tomorrow morning, now go to bed>
I immediately got a lump in my throat. I already knew what that meant. My wife was at a dance club dancing with a muscular black guy and then planned to go back to his house and fuck him all night and then relax there and come home the next morning. The thought of my wife spending the night with someone else, not just fucking and coming home shocking, exciting and a little un-nerving. I fell arelax alone in our bed for the first time, trying to get the picture of what my wife was doing at that very moment, out of my mind. I couldn't.
I know now what I was starting to just realize then, that it was going to be a long summer.
To be continued…..
