Becoming A cuck To My Buxom Slutwife

My wife and I have been together for 7 years and married for just over 2. It is a second marriage for us both, neither of us had much of a sex life with our former partners. So when we found each other ours was a very active sexual relationship. I am not that big, 4” tops, but it never seemed to bother her, I always made sure she climaxed, something her first husband never did. We shared and role played a few fantasies and my wife particularly enjoyed watching porn when one woman took on more than one guy. On such occasions she would sometimes suck on one of her dildos as I fucked her from behind. Afterwards, when I teased her about secretly wanting to be the centre of a gangbang, she always insisted that I was enough for her. My wife is on the large side but an extremely attractive woman with beautiful blue eyes, high cheek bones, full lips, ample 42dd breasts, a firm full ass and a very juicy pussy. With her dyed light blonde hair, she is a head turner despite her size and I have had my share of being jealous when she has had a bit too much attention on the odd occasion. I guess it all started on our wedding day, at the time she was 36 and I was 42, we had both only had 3 sexual partners, counting each other up to then. Neither of us had exactly played the field and neither of us had the slightest clue that everything would soon change beyond anything we could have imagined.


I had invited my 61 year old boss to the wedding, it was the very first time he met my wife and I well remember introducing her to him. His eyes were on stalks as he got a good close up view of her low cut wedding dress. She did look incredible and turned everyone’s head that day but I will never forget his particular expression. His face was a veil of thinly disguised lust, I remember thinking “What a dirty old bastard!” like he would EVER have a chance with her. I had invited him because he was my boss not because I liked him. He was a very arrogant and self assured permister who didn’t give a cuckolds brownie about anyone or anything, and in a way it pleased me to think that he would be fantasising about my wife, while I was actually getting her all. What a naïve fool I was. He later told me that he spent most of the day staring at her and mentally undressing her and decided there and then to make her his slut. If I had known how determined he could be, once he decided he wanted something, I would have quit my job and run off with her in the hope he wouldn’t be able to find us. Sadly, I didn’t have the first clue!


We returned from our honeymoon and things settled down to normal, I was summoned by my boss on my first day back to work. In his office he went through various work issues and then invited my wife and I to dinner at his apartment, he said he had found my wife delightful and wanted to get to know us both a bit better. I politely declined but he was having none of it and before I knew it we were going around to his home on the following Saturday. My wife eager to show off her tan wore a low cut top she bought especially for the occasion; I think that was the first clue that she enjoyed showing her tits off to him. Clearly she had noticed his expression on our wedding day too. When I said that I thought it was a bit daring, she laughed it off, saying she wanted to make a good impression with my boss and if he liked her then it would probably help me at work. I couldn’t argue with that, there was no need to discuss him making a pass at her because we had just returned from a wonderful honeymoon and I knew she was as crazy about me as I was about her. So she wouldn’t let anything like that happen. We were not able to make love for the few days running up to the weekend because she was on her period. But we still couldn’t keep our hands off each other, and kissed and cuddled like teenagers.

He was charming and very cleverly made remark that he found my wife very attractive without crossing any lines. When he complimented her on appearance she just laughed and joked about her size being the “turn off” to most guys, he picked her up on that saying that her curves were part of what made her so attractive. He then said that she reminded him of a girlfriend he once had, who had been very like her. He added that she was the most passionate lover he had ever had and had never forgotten that a beautiful buxom woman was probably the best kind to make love too. My wife was a little embarrassed by this but, because he was my boss. she just smiled and said he would have to ask me to find out if that was true. He tactfully changed the subject but spent the rest of the evening focussed on her and only included me when it was absolutely necessary. When we came to leave he shook my hand and as my wife leaned forward for the customary kiss to the cheek he dodged her move and kissed her on the lips. She said nothing but it was an awkward moment.

As we drove home my wife told me, she never wanted to go through that again, I asked her what she meant, and she said my boss was charming enough on the surface but underneath he was dying to get her into bed. I said she was overreacting, so she said “Ok then fine!” and made it clear she wanted to avoid him in the future. What she didn’t say at the time was that she had found his approach weirdly unsettling, although she couldn’t quite say why. I think looking back on it he awoke something inside her that night that she didn’t want to recognise but in time would completely swamp us both.

He summoned me to his office on the following Monday and as we went through the week ahead, we chatted, I thanked him for a nice evening on Saturday and he said he had really enjoyed it and thought my wife was amazing. “Tell me!” he said to me confidentially, “What is she like in the sack?” I laughed embarrassed at his question and just said she was fine, “Fine?” he said “FINE?” He asked if that was all I could say about such a desirable woman, I was a bit lost for words and didn’t want to look an inadequate fool so I said, “Well, of course I shouldn’t really say but as far as I am concerned she is fantastic in bed and I never miss a chance to make love to her,” My boss looked at me pleased with my answer and said that, in my shoes, he would be exactly the same. He said there was something about her that fascinated him. He then completely changed the subject and talked about worked for a few minutes bringing the meeting to end. As I got up to leave his office, he said he was free Saturday night and would love to be invited back over to our house for dinner, he made it quite clear from his tone that it was expected of me. I stopped and tried to make an excuse, then caved in and invited him anyway.

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My wife was not pleased, she gave me a real hard time about inviting him over, I tried to explain that I really didn’t get a choice, got the silent routine for a few hours and then as she admitted that she understood my predicament, she agreed that we just didn’t have a choice and should just get it over with. My wife dressed very conservatively this time with a high neck blouse. My boss’ disappointment was all over his face. It soon passed though as he handed my wife a gift wrapped box as a thank you for the invitation. She opened it and it was a beautiful embroidered silk top, it had a pretty low cut cleavage but otherwise was very tasteful. He said he hoped she didn’t mind him being so forward but he had spotted it when he was out buying a present for one of his girlfriends and immediately thought of her. She obviously loved it and thanked him with a peck on the cheek, he suggested she should try it on for size, so off she went to our bedroom and a few minutes later she joined us for takes back in the lounge looking “fucking amazing”. My cock immediately stirred as she made her entrance, her cleavage looked fantastic. The garment was much more revealing than her normal choice. He too was impressed saying it looked fantastic on her, with my wife’s ego suitably boosted he suggested that she wear it for the rest of the evening. During the following few hours his eyes and mine for that matter were constantly on her breasts and my wife seemed to enjoy being the centre of attention, However, she completely changed after he left. She went on about the “nerve of the man”, as she put it. How dare he come into our house and make her wear a top like that. I started to defend him, and then realized what I was doing and stopped to agree with her. Ah well! It was all over now! How Naïve can a guy be!

Back at work on Monday, I was summoned once again and during our usual meeting he invited us over for the following Saturday, once again. This time I said we had something else on, so after a little discussion I agreed to cancel it and said we would be there. He was a very hard man to argue with and besides it wasn’t as if he was actually going to get anywhere with my wife was it? I mean she hated him! Naïve! Naïve! I got a real hard time from my wife when I told her, she accused me of wanting him to get his way with her, I told her not to be so stupid. I said I wouldn’t dream of letting that happen, “Well you have already shown you can’t say no to him!” she countered. “Lets hope I can!” She was so upset about it, that we didn’t make love for 3 days that week, and I got up my courage and put him. He was as pushy as ever and I found myself agreeing to take a rain check to the following week. My wife was still not pleased but there was nothing I could do about it, we did make up and everything had settled down by the time we were knocking on his door 10 days later.

Once again my wife wore the high neck top, she wasn’t in a very good mood with me on the way over in the car, and she said she was dreading the whole evening. He fears were unfounded, I think my boss sensed that he had pushed too hard because we had a perfectly nice evening with no unpleasant or awkward moments, He was on best behavior, and played the perfect host and when we left my wife was wondering whether she had being getting him wrong and said she had found him to be the perfect gentleman. It was a change for her to speak well of him and somehow, I felt a pang of jealousy over that, I definitely didn’t like the thought of her admiring him in any way.

At the, what had now become, the Monday morning ritual, I thanked him for a very pleasant evening and said we had enjoyed it immensely. He said it was his pleasure and then announced that unfortunately he needed me to attend a trade fair which would mean staying away overnight on Thursday, and would that be a problem. I said “No!” although I admitted I wasn’t keen to be away over night so newly married, he laughed and said he was sure my wife would be fine just for one night. When I told her, she was a bit upset about me being away so soon in our “Honeymoon” period but said it couldn’t be helped. My boss had been terribly nice about it and sympathetic and if there was any way of avoiding it………………. you can guess the rest. She added that she would make it up to me but then realized she would be on her period, ah well.

By a staggering coincidence, my boss called around at our house the night I was away, he urgently needed something I had borrowed during the dinner party at his place and just had to have it that night. According to my wife he stayed and chatted for well over 2 hours and she just couldn’t get rid of him. I have to admit that I have often wondered what exactly was said and what exactly happened that night but my wife has always maintained that the answer to both those questions was, nothing, the whole thing remained a failed attempt on his part, and besides she was on her period. To be fair, these days when, sexually, she is completely his, my wife has no reamister to lie about that evening so what she says is probably true.

So the big change to our lives occurred on the Saturday just over 1 week after I returned from the Trade Fair. Just 8 weeks after our wedding day and just 6 weeks after that first dinner party at his apartment. That was a hell of an achievement for my boss, who clearly knew exactly what he was doing. The expectation would be that a happily married new bride, and she was that, would not even think about another much older man taking over from her new husband in bed, but that is exactly what happened and next I will tell you how but only if you want me to. Please let me know..............

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We won a big order at work; it was really good news for the business and some months of work had gone into securing it. My boss shared the news with me and told me to keep it a secret for now as he wanted to make a big thing announcing it to the staff once the contract was actually signed. He said that the three of us should go out and celebrate. I thought that was a bit unfair on the rest of the staff who had worked hard to get the order too but I didn’t argue with him. He booked a table at a very grand hotel restaurant for Saturday night and said dress would be black tie for us and ball gown for the girls. I laughed and then realized he was serious so I changed my tact, made my apologies and left. My wife did not give me the usual hard time when I told her about it, probably because we were meeting in a public place, he had said the word “girls” when talking about dress so he was probably bringing some one with him and, more important than any of that, she would get a new dress out of it. In order to not annoy her, I had already volunteered to drive us there so she could relax and have a take without worrying about anything. So that was that and she went out the next day and bought an amazing black dress. It was very elegant and low cut, when she put it on her cleavage looked amazing. I was beginning to wonder if the top my boss had bought her had encouraged her to be more daring about showing more of her breasts but then dismissed it thinking I was being stupid, it was just an amazing dress and my wife looked stunning in it.

When she was fully made up with her hair done, just so, and presented herself to me in her new dress it took my breath away. I have already said that my wife is an attractive woman, and, although I admit I am a bit biased, she really is. She looked fucking fantastic to me and I said I was having second thoughts about going and we should just go straight back upstairs and make love, she laughed and said there would be plenty of time for that later. She loved the attention I gave her as we drove there and she was definitely warming up down below as she drank in my compliments and returned similar remarks about me in my penguin suit, which I had hired for the occasion.

She turned at least 4 guys’ heads as I proudly lead her into the lobby on my arm. My boss was waiting for us and spotted her immediately. His face lit up like a Christmas tree as he openly studied her from top to bottom, my wife did nothing to hide the fact that she liked how she looked, and the fact that she was being looked at with such hungry eyes. He told her she looked good enough to eat with about as much innuendo as he could muster. My wife laughed it off by thanking him and saying that, in a place like this, surely they have something more edible on the menu. He returned that he would look, but he very much doubted it. She laughed again and he kissed her directly on the mouth and embraced her. “Seriously!” he said “You look absolutely beautiful!” He turned and flicked me the briefest of smiles, shook my hand and thanked us for coming. My wife asked if he had an companion and he said no it would just be the 3 of us, so much for “girls” I thought

He lead the way into the bar and treated us to some aperitif’s. I had a club soda whilst he got something special for my wife, some kind of cocktail thing and also ordered one for himself. She made a big fuss about it and was soon on her second, as we chatted about everyday stuff like old friends. When my wife had finished her 3rd cocktail we carried on into the restaurant where my boss had booked us a nice quiet small round table. Wine was ordered, menus were produced and my wife, who has never been great at holding her holy water, was already enjoying her self and giggling like a naughty school girl. We chatted and joked as we ordered our meals. I leant over and kissed her cheek and told her to slow down on the ***** as my boss was talking to the waiter, she rebuked me saying she was just fine, she was just enjoying herself. We carried on with the meal, my wife had downed quite a few glasses of wine by the time we had finished the main course, while I was still on my first. She was completely relaxed and now chatting to my boss like she had known him for years, she was a bit clumsy, because of the take, but she had now “leveled out” and didn’t appear to be getting any worse. He had brought a camera and we took some nice photos, during the meal, of us enjoying ourselves, as a “momento” he said. (I still have these photos and you can see that she is definitely on a high in them.)

Then the bombshell landed I had a call from the office, the alarm had been activated. Someone had to attend, someone who could drive, someone who hadn’t had a take, that someone could only be me. The office was only about 25mins away, my boss pointed out I was the obvious choice but I wasn’t keen to go. I said to my wife that she should come with me but to my great surprise she said, as she refilled her glass, that she would be fine and besides if she traveled in a car at the moment she would probably throw up, that I should just get on with it and hurry back. I went to argue a bit more, realized it was pointless, kissed her on the cheek and left. My boss said he would take good care of her as I walked away from the table, Yes! I thought, that’s what I am afraid of..............


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All I could think of as I drove to the office was that I should turn back, that my wife was a much easier target than usual, then I would tell myself that I was being ridiculous, that she didn’t like him and that she was newly happily married, that I should trust in that. What I couldn’t understand was if I was so worried and possessive about her, why was a hard on growing in my pants, because as I drove on my dick was getting harder and harder, my heart was all a flutter and my stomach was churning, what the fuck was the matter with me? What was going on inside me? I had definitely got a kick out of knowing that my arrogant old boss had the “hots” for her but, being married to me, she was beyond his reach. I had found that very satisfying but now I was totally unsettled about it. Did my hardening cock mean I wanted her to fuck him and if he had her once, he would then know what he was missing and I could gloat even more? No! No! Stupid Idea! He would just want more once he crossed the line, any guy would. These were the confusing thoughts going around in my head, so what did I do? Turn around and go back and tell him to get his prying eyes off my wife? No of course not. Armed with my trust in her and my hard cock, I carried on to attend to the alarm so I wouldn’t upset my boss. What a weak and pathetic asshole I was.

As it turned out it was a false alarm, someone had visited the building and accidentally not reset it properly. I dealt with the police who were already in attendance and in just over an hour after leaving my wife and boss, I was on my way back to them. My suspicions were now well and truly aroused along with my cock (thank got for y fronts and for only having a 4” cock, without which my erection would have been very obvious) It had seemed a bit of a coincidence that the alarm went off when it did and now I was very concerned about what might be happening back at the hotel. My mind was a whirl and then it happened. I got the dreaded text message from my wife’s cell phone. “Hi Baby, txt me when you get back cos we r no longer in restaurant. x” I tried to ring her but got her answer phone. So I text back saying “On my way back now, where r u?”. I was more than half way back there when I finally got a reply “Just txt me when you are back at hotel”

Oh My God! What the fuck was going on, I didn’t like the sound of it at all, my imagination was working overtime, I tried ringing her, over and over, and every time i got the answer service. Frustrated and concerned I pulled up at the hotel and ran into the lobby, texting her as I did. I sat and waited for over 10 minutes, the longest 10 minutes of my life before I got a reply. “I’m in Room 614, come on up.” Now I really didn’t know what to think, what the fuck was going on? Was I imagining things? Maybe it was totally innocent and I was just thinking the worst. I looked at my watch as I rode up in the elevator, it had now been 2 hours since I had left them and my wife had been very “merry” when I left. She would be quite easy to persuade in that condition and he obviously wanted her. Then, on the other hand, he must have some scruples, surely, I mean he would have to look me in the eye at work and still deal with me there. How could that carry on after a bust up over him fucking her? I really didn’t have a clue about his scruples did I? What a loser I was destined to be. The elevator doors sprung open and I marched down the corridor and quickly found Room 614. My heart was beating like mad, I felt like I might throw up any second and with trepidation and genuine fear, I knocked on the door.

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