True Story-First Time, In Progress

HOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHIT. . .I can't believe this is happening. . . I don't know if I can handle this. . .She's turned off her phone, so there's not a single thing I can do about it now regardless. Shit, this is really happening.


Well, those are roughly the thoughts that were going through my head this morning for about 4 hours. They're still roughly all I can think of now, so I need to get my thoughts down on paper. I'll probably share this with you all at cuckoldplace once I have typed it up. I've enjoyed so many similar accounts, so it seems like I should share mine. This may not end up being the hottest thing ever written, but it is the hottest, more overpowering than anything I had ever imagined. I have almost no control of how events proceed at this point, so hopefully the non-fiction aspect of it will be evident, and that will make it a good read. Believe me, this is definitely different than anything I had fantasized about or expected. I also apologize in advance for my potty mouth. My mind is reeling from this, and so I'll be swearing like the former Marine that I am.

So I guess I should start at the beginning now to explain why my head is spinning so bad now. . .

I met Kim (names changed, etc etc) about 6 years ago in college. I was 26, she was 20. I had had a lot more than my fair share of experience with women, she was a virgin. I couldn't stop staring at her in class and eventually I asked her out.

Since I'm sure you're curious, she's about 5'6", blond, C-cup, has a runner's body, and a faint natural six pack, and gorgious blue eyes. I'm about 6'0", 200lbs, and in pretty good shape. People say we make a very attractive couple.

We dated off and on for about 4-5 years. We fought plenty and broke up plenty. One of the biggest problems in our relationship was the amount of experience I had had and my kinky submissive interests, compared to her virginity and complete lack of interest in anything non-vanilla.

In the beginning, I made the mistake of being too honest about my sexual past, and so she was completely intimidated and turned off by my wishes to have her dominate me. A chastity cage was something I occasionally brought up as a thing to try, and she told me in no uncertain terms that no-way, no-how was that ever going to happen. She was completely freaked out and disgusted by my "weird" submissive fetishes. Once in a rare while, she'd verbally dominate me ever so slightly, but that's about it. At that point, something as extreme as cuckolding wasn't even something I would have considered suggesting.

Well, after four years of ups and downs we broke up for about year, and that was it. It's final, we're through, there's no getting back together this time. During that time she had a couple of one night stands, a rebound relationship or two, and had gotten with about 4 other guys in total. (One of whom was extremely well hung from her account, but that's another story for another time).

After that year of dating other people, we eventually realized that we had lost a pretty good thing in each other. It didn't take more than a few months after that realization before we were engaged. We still fought plenty, but she was a lot less freaked out about my desires and my past. We didn't really play around with the D/s thing much, but she definitely knew she didn't have to worry about being sexier than all the women in my past. She had the ring, so she knew she had one that contest already.

I just kind of gave up on having much freakiness going on in marriage, and tried to put my submissive nature out of my mind.

[Fast forward to about two years later, and a year and a half of a very happy marriage. . .]

In the past 3-5 months, she's started getting into watching adult movies with me. I wasn't really sure what movies to pick out, but I steered them towards the hotwife/interracial theme a fair amount. She admitted that black guys were kind of a turn on. She also found watching a married woman have sex with a more powerful man was a big turn on. Especially the realistic, amateur stuff.

Then the sexual denial thing came up, and we gave that a try. She soon realized that I was a much better husband when she had something that I wanted, so maybe a chastity cage (cb-6000) might be interesting after all.

We ordered that two months ago. We played with it off and on for about a month, and she loved what a changed man I was when I wore it. Even if it wasn't a sexual thing for her, she decided that this marital-aid was here to stay. And yes, if I needed to be dominated a little bit in order to put it on, she didn't mind demanding that I wear it. She realized that I really was a tired, lazy, good-for-nothing, mister-of-a-bitch when I got home from work if I wasn't wearing it. If I was wearing it though, I was the eager-to-please, helpful, loving husband that she wanted me to be. I'm still shocked about how completely she changed her mind on that from before we were married.

We had even discussed the idea of cuckolding someday. . .down the road. . . if things got stale. . .MAYBE. I could tell that if it ever happened, it would take years of delicate nudging from me, and she'd mostly just do it because she got turned on by seeing how turned on I was. Although she was getting pretty turned on by the movies and role playing involving a cuckold theme. Not that we ever used that word though.

Well, we've lived in Singapore now for my work for about six months now. We have role played a little bit with the cuckolding thing, and she gets more turned on than I've ever seen her. She really has no interest in Asian men though. I'm 6 feet tall and 200 pounds, so I dwarf most people in southeast Asia. I think she'd rather be with someone my size or bigger if she was going to cuckold me, but that might just be my fantasy creeping in there. (I am sure she'd like a potential bull to be at least my size or bigger 'where it counts', but that's not a major challenge at just under six inches fully hard.)

I figured it was probably a good thing that there were no likely prospects around. We won't be tempted to rush into things, and can just fantasize and role play with it for a couple years, and maybe something will happen down the road. . .

Fast forward to this month (July 2010). . .

I had to come back to the US for the month of July for work, and she got a job just before I left in sales. We've done the long distance thing plenty of times before, so a month was not that big a deal. Not fun, but not the end of the world either.

We talked on the phone every day. She complains because she ends up having to stay late at work a lot, and it takes her an hour to get home by bus and MRT (local subway). She said it's not that bad because her boss, the owner of the company, gives her a ride sometimes. He knows she's in Singapore alone since I'm gone, so he offered to take his new employee out to dinner a couple of times.

None of this really even phased me, because he's much older than her, and asian, which isn't really her thing. I didn't get the impression it was anything inappropriate.

Well, she's been saying I really need to come home for a couple of weeks now.

Fast forward to the past week. . .


Saturday morning, July 24th.

I received a few text from her that I missed for a little while because I was working on my car that had been in storage for six months. When I finally checked the phone, I could tell she was annoyed from the texts. The last one was definitely out of character for her though. . .
Kim: Hate to ruin your weekend but put your cock ring [i.e. my CB-6000] on right now. . . use a numbered lock, take a photo, and email it now.

I don't know if I've ever heard her say cock. And she's never initiated the cage thing like that either. She might flirt and build up to something like "well maybe we should put you in your cage for a while". Even that only happened after my hinting at it first.

She definitely never pulled something like that out of the blue.

Needless to say I followed the orders as quickly as I could. I had a hard time fitting the cage on though, because I was pretty turned on by this new-found assertive attitude.

I had a feeling she might put me in my cage at some point soon though. She had hinted that she might lock me up for the last week before I left, so that I was good and ready for her when I got there. I was planning on returning to Singapore on the following Friday (July 30, 2010), so it wasn't completely earth shattering.

I had complained when she mentioned the idea before though, because the longest I've gone in chastity so far is about 4-5 days. This was pushing my limits, but she knew that turned me on. Not that she had ever tried pushing my limits with the D/s thing before though.

Sunday Morning, July 25th, 2010

It was Sunday morning for me, Sunday evening for her, and she was just getting comfy in bed. I was talking to her on the phone, and telling her how hot it was the way she was so assertive about the cage the day before. She was kind of turned on herself, and whined something I've heard plenty of times since I've been over here.

"Babe, you really need to come home". I'm desperate to get home too, so yeah, I know.

I came back with "Oh, getting tempted to stray before I get back?"

I was hoping this might lead to a little role play about her relaxing around, but instead, I got a very guilty-sounding, but dead serious "Well. . .kinda."

Se-reeeeee! [insert sound effect of needle scratching a record going off in my head]

Huh?

She went on to say that these dinners and rides home from her boss wouldn't be a problem if her boss was old and disgusting, but it's really hard when he's one of the hottest men she's ever seen, and definitely trying to get in her pants every time he takes her out to dinner. . .

A few details she had left out about him up to this point suddenly came to light. He's in very good shape, and looks younger than she does at 26 even though he's 43 (she looks pretty young herself for a 26 year old, so that's saying something). He also owns a very successful company that he started up 5 years ago. He also was/is the head of his own band. Also, that he's very assertive at work, and doesn't seem afraid to say anything if it's on his mind. Including how she should dress when she's at work ("sexier"), how much she should flirt with potential clients "much more", and how good she looks in various outfits she wears.

[So much for this old Singapori dude I thought she had been having dinner with.]

She admitted that she didn't want to tell me how she felt about him until after I was locked up for a day or so and feeling submissive.

[She is so much more scheming and conniving than I ever gave her credit for. . .damn]

She expected me to be upset, which of course I wasn't. She then admitted that she was kind of hoping that she could eventually cuckold me with this guy. . .

But maybe not now of course. . . Maybe in a year or so, right before we leave Singapore, so things don't get weird at work.

Needless to say, I was stunned. I was already in shock by how powerful she was about me putting the chastity cage on, and the way she was pushing my limits in it, and the way she couldn't seem to care less that she was pushing my limits. It's a huge change from her being too sweet and worried about hurting me to get into the dominance thing.

This latest revelation, though, was like someone had sucked all the air out of the room. She was serious, and she was taking the initiative on this stuff. Up till now, she had never once brought up anything kinky on her own. . . ever. She might play along a little bit, but it was never her idea to start it.

Needless to say, I definitely wanted to encourage this new found dominant streak, so I made sure she understood how turned on I was and that she was in complete control. Unless I used our safe word, to ignore anything I said if it wasn't what she wanted. She was in charge, she was the boss, and she could do whatever she wanted with him whenever she felt comfortable with it. In retrospect, I wish I hadn't been quite so hasty in handing over the reigns completely though.

I wasn't too concerned, because she had already talked about how much she loved her job, and didn't want to jeopardize anything by relaxing around at the office.

Then, I asked her how bad she wanted him, and she admitted that she probably would have already slept with him by now if she were single. . .

[Oh cuckolds brownie. . .what have I done by giving her control? ]

At this point, I started to back-pedal a little, and say that we shouldn't rush into anything. And lets just wait till I get home before we get too crazy.

"I thought you said I was in complete control, babe." She responded. "You said do whatever I want."

I couldn't believe where this was going, but I figured that she must surely have been mostly just roleplaying and talking cuckolds brownie. There have been plenty of things said in that vein that ended up not being meant later. I was incredibly turned on by it though, but not sure if I was ready for such a huge step as this though. Still, I'm sure you all know which head was doing most of the thinking. . .

I swallowed hard. And told her that if she would have done him already if she were single, that for all practical purposes there was nothing stopping her at all now. After all, I had just given her control, so as far as he was concerned, she was single. If she wanted to go for it, I didn't really have a say in it.

There was a long pause on the phone as she thought about this, followed by a thoughtful "hmm. . ."

[ not the reaction I expected. . .]

She admitted that it was blowing her mind that she could actually do something with him. She was extremely turned on as I talked to her about it (obviously I was too).

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

[I found out today that I can't leave here until Tuesday, August 3rd. That means I won't get too Singapore until Thurday, August 5th. That means, unless she lets me out (which seems unlikely at this point), I'll be in the cage for nearly triple what I've ever done before. . .]

She talked to me today, and said she had decided it's way too risky, and that she wasn't going to do anything right now. MAYBE down the road, but her job is too important. Although she did say that she might go for another "date" with her "boyfriend" on Thursday night when he got back from a trip he was on. . .just for the fun of it. [followed by a sadistic giggle]

Then, that night, which was Wednesday morning for her, she told me on the phone that John (her boss, name changed) was back in the country and in the office a day early.

Wednesday morning, July 28,2010

I woke up with an extremely painful attempt at morning wood inside my cage. It was about 5:30am my time, and about 6:30 Wednesday evening her time.

I sent her a text to see how work was going. . .here's the transcript:

Me: So did you get out of there, or are you stuck working late?

Kim: What r u doing up at 530???

Me: Crazy dreams and seriously painful morning wood in this cage. Just got up, went potty, going back to relax. . . just curious.

Kim: Stuck here and irritated.

Me: Want me to call?

Kim: No I'm leavin in a little I hope

Me: So are you there just because of workload, or is he dragging things out to try for another date?

Kim: I don't know but I'm tired

Me: Ok. Well I hope you can get out of there. If it does turn into dinner though, try to enjoy yourself. . .I think. . .
[no response for 5 minutes]

Me: Please text when you do get out of there. Let me know what happens... I love you, you incredible woman.

Kim: Ok, no need to worry about me.

At this point, I tried to go back to relax.

Then about an hour later, in which I did not relax at all, she continued with:

Kim: Yeah, eating dinner with him. Hope I didn't wake u... just wanna let you know what's up

Me: Wasn't really relaxing. You gonna tell him about our 'arrangement'? {arrangement: her newfound freedom to do what she wanted with him}

After no answer for about 5 minutes, I figured she was already on her way to dinner with him. I texted back with:

Me: Nevermind. I'll leave you alone. Have fun... You can do anything you want because your in control. I feel helpless as hell, and incredibly turned on... Your amazing babe. Love you.

Again, no answer. . .

About an hour and a half after that, I got another text:

Kim: Just told all {i.e. the 'arrangement'}

Thinking she was probably done eating, and was texting me from home I asked:

Me: Are you still out with him, or can I call?

[no response]


The next two hours were the most intense, and helpless two hours of my life. In every fantasy I've had about being cuckolded, I was always there in the corner of the room, watching. I wasn't sure if I was ok with not being there. I was blown away that this was happening on the opposite side of the planet, and since she obviously had muted her phone. There really was not a thing I could do about it.

[note: It's always been a fantasy of mine to be completely powerless, but I've never experienced it before. It's much more intense than anything I had fantasized about in reality. I don't know how much of it I can take, but it was an absolutely incredible experience nonetheless.

I had made it clear to her previously that she called the shots, because I've always wanted her to take control more. She's never taken me up on it though, so I didn't expect all this talk to mean much to her now. I thought it was mostly just talk.

I had talked to her repeatedly about the fact that I wasn't sure I was ok with her doing anything with him before I got back. I didn't use any safe word though, but explained that it was extremely close to my limits. I asked her as nicely as I could if she could PLEASE wait another week until I was back in Singapore before she let anything get physical with him.

She seemed to understand, and agreed that it was a good idea. She said she thought she would wait, but in the end she'd do whatever she wanted, because she was calling the shots on this, not me. I was pretty sure the attitude in that was mostly just role playing for my benefit, but it still turned me on to no end.]

[Sorry, Back to today July 28th]

In that two hours, the words "holy", "cuckolds brownie", and "fuck" must have been thought and muttered by me in every possible combination about a thousand times.

Around 11 o'clock her time (10 am, my time), I couldn't take it anymore. I texted:

Me: How is everything babe?

[still no response]

About 15 minutes later, the phone finally rang. I grabbed it as fast as I could, and before the phone cut out, I heard a very turned on, raspy, gravelly, yet confident voiced Kim moan 8 words I'll never forget until the day I die. . . "Babe, I couldn't wait until you got home".

Then the phone cut out. . .

I don't know if I've ever panicked like that before in my life. I called back, and her phone cut out. Then I called back again, and my Skype connection failed. And failed again, and again. . .

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT. Oh fuck, oh cuckolds brownie.

I wasn't sure if her phone cut out or if she had just dropped it or hung it up. I wasn't sure if she wanted me to call back or not. . .

I eventually got the phone to work after what felt like an eternity. Once I got her on the phone, I asked her what happened.

She confessed. . ."I made out with my boss. . ., and you can use the safe word if you want, because I feel kind of gross about it. But it was AWESOME!!"

WHHHEEWWW. In the first call, it sounded like she might have been fucking him as she spoke to me, and had hung up the phone. I don't know how I could have handled that in the state of mind I was in. It was the longest 5-10 minutes of my life trying to figure out how to call her though.

In talking for the next couple of hours with her, I gathered that he was quite happy hearing about our arrangement, and that the talk had gotten very serious immediately thereafter about where things were going with them. In the end, he got as far as making out in the car with her, and sucking on her naked breasts. Un-fucking-believable. I still feel like I'm writing a fantasy here, but then I keep remembering that this is actually happening. . .right now.

At first I figured the 'gross' feelings she was having were disgust at herself for what she had done. As in, "I can't believe I let my husband talk me into this cuckolds brownie. This is disgusting and wrong. . ."

I soon realized though that she was just feeling guilty about what she had done to me. Once she heard how turned on and submissive and in awe of her I was, she quickly lost those feelings. Eventually, her take on it was that she just thought it was awesome, and can't wait to do it again. . .soon. . .maybe.

I asked her then if she was going to go on another date with him before I got back. Maybe, I haven't decided. I begged her to wait for me to get back, and she responded with "I'm calling the shots here, I'll do whatever I want. You asked for it, and I know you love it."

After talking some more, she began to gain more and more confidence about what she had done. She finally admitted that they had already made plans before he dropped her off for another date. This time they were going to take some beers to a secluded stretch of beach on Friday night after work. I know the beach she's talking about, and it goes for a long ways, is not patrolled, and is open all night. Shit!

I raised the point that she had just told me a few minutes before that she hadn't decided if she was going on another date with him. She got defensive and a bit pissed at this point, and told me that "I'm calling the fucking shots here, not you. Deal with it."

A bit later she admitted that she was nervous about telling me about the next date, and would have called it off if I had gotten upset about her making out with him. It took her a while to build up the confidence to tell me about the next date. But now that she had told me, I knew I couldn't stop her if she wanted to go.

Holy Shit.

She promised she'll at least text me some pictures if things get interesting, although she still says she's not going to relax with him. She doesn't want things to move that fast and get weird at work, but I don't think she has the self control to stop this guy if they're on the beach alone after a few takes.

It's now 3 pm here, and 4 am there. She is arelax, and decided not to shower before bed, because she likes having his smell on her. He's picking her up for work. And I won't get there until the morning of Thursday, August 5th. And she'll be at work all day with him.

Holy fucking cuckolds brownie.

Needless to say, it is going to be a looong couple of days until Friday, locked in this cage. I don't know if she'll wait for me to be there or not. But next Thursday feels like an eternity from now.

Sorry this is so long, but I had to get my thoughts on paper. I'll continue to keep updating this thread as things unfold, if people are interested in hearing it.

(now to try and get some work done. . .)

July 29, 2010

Well, I'm back. I've spent a LOT of time on the phone with her discussing all of this. We're worried that John isn't understanding the dynamic of this, and keeps trying to convince her to keep this stuff a secret from me. He says he understands, but he also seems really worried about meeting me. I guess I can understand that, since he's only heard her tell him that I'm ok with this. He's not sure how I'll react though.

I just spoke with her, and he picked her up in the morning to meet with a client at a restaurant. It sounds like they made a huge sale, and then he took a short detour on the way back to work, and they stopped and made out a little more (just kissing, no petting). She said her panties were completely soaked by the time she got to work, and she was so horny that she had to go and just sit in the bathroom and let herself calm down before she could handle being at work.

I didn't relax at all last night, and called up this morning stressed as hell. The reality of this is getting really difficult. I'm trying to relax over here when I know she's meeting with him and flirting with him at work. I'm not so much turned on now as just freaked, and I think it's because I'm overwhelmed with the reality without being able to experience any of the fantasy.

I explained this to her on the phone, and asked if she'd try to slow things down till I got there. Maybe no more dates outside of work until next week. She agreed, and said she'd try to behave. She wasn't sure if she could promise though, because he is so much more assertive and dominant than I am. She told me it's so hot the way he just takes what she wants, and she can't wait to finally have a real man for a lover. This last bit was probably for my benefit, and she started laying it on thicker about how he turns her on more than I ever have, and how he's much more of a man than I could ever be.

In a strange way, this talk has made it a bit easier to deal with, because I'm at least getting a little bit of the fantasy along with the reality of the situation. This is still by far, on of the most traumatic things that has ever happened to me though.

The other scary thing with all of this is that this is not what we envisioned for our first cuckolding experience at all. My fantasy has always been that, if it ever happened, we would find somebody suitable online or at a bar, have a one night thing, and then maybe talk to him again down the road or maybe not. I never would have dreamed of living in a full time cuckolding thing, and have even been somewhat skeptical that other people really do this much either. I'm now not sure if there's any other way to do this. Kim seems to like the idea, but is worried about how I'll handle it. I have no idea how I'd handle it at this point. It's incredibly hot that she's in control of this now though, but terrifying at the same time. . .

Stories that I've read about things happening with a woman's boss or close friend or something always seemed too crazy to be something that we could have happen. We definitely didn't plan on suddenly being in a lifestyle with her having a regular boyfriend. . .that she sees 6 days a week.

He's married, but his wife has cut him off from sex due to a medical problem she had that has *******ed her sex drive. He has been going without for a long time, and is desperate for the physical relationship part of it. The worrying part is that he has thus far pursued her like he wants some type of ongoing relationship. It starting to look like he might have the potential to get way too attached. She really doesn't seem that way at this point at all, but doesn't want to break his heart and have things get real weird at work.


Further update.

I'm trying to work it where I can return back to Singapore tomorrow or the next day. It looks like it might be possible, but it's taking some tap dancing and string pulling. I feel like I need to get there and insert myself in the dynamic soon before things get any more out of control. The big fear at this point is that he'll get too attached and we'll have to cut it off, which will make the work environment tough. Another big concern is. . ."Holy cuckolds brownie, this is turning into her having a regular boyfriend on the side". That's something we had ever envisioned, so we need time to work out how this would work. It could be better than our wildest fantasies, or it could be utter disaster.

The last time I saw my wife, we we're only fantasizing about some kind of fling, having no intent of going any further within the next two years, minimum. The next time I see my wife, I suspect she will have a regular boyfriend in the picture for quite a while. I think it's already come too far for them to not consummate their relationship, as long as she continues to work there. Even if I used the safe word emphatically, I think they want each other far too badly at this point for something not to happen.. I'd like to be there for whatever does happen though, so here we go. . .

stay tuned folks

I'll continue to update as things progress, if for no other reamister than to document this for our own reading. I still keep having mini shocks when it occurs to me that this isn't role playing that we've been doing for the past three or four days. This cuckolds brownie is happening. . .and a whole lot faster than I can keep my head wrapped around it.

I'd love to hear advice/condolences/congratulations from anyone else out there who has experienced anything similar. I always thought cuckoldplace was just something I read to get my rocks off. Now it's the only outlet I have to get this off my chest. Kim is wishing she could talk to someone else about this too, so maybe she'll give her side of the story at some point too.

Thanks for the very detailed story..very well written. Its hard to tell whether congratulations or condolences are appropriate...i think you will know that when you return.
When i suspected and then discovered that my ex was seeing someone else, and yes...it was her boss!...i went through the gamut of emotions that you are showing so i can feel it when you describe it.
The only problem i had was that she fell for him big time and refused to share any details for our mutual pleasure.....well, i guess my pleasure in fact.
I do know that i have never felt so horny in my life and although not in a cage, penetrative sex was forbidden to me.
Good luck and do keep posting...i am intrigued as to how this works out.

very interesting. keep us updated!

They're not fucking already, yeah, they're... just making out till she's gushing wet and aching for it, yeah.... But they're not fucking...

"...stopped and made out a little more (just kissing, no petting). She said her panties were completely soaked..."

If they've not been fucking already, they will be before you can get there. Relax and enjoy the ride. Raw female sexuality is the most spectacular of all natural phenomena, a furious storm of a torrent of released energy. May you experience the eye of this magnificent storm passing right over you.
Be the different drummer.

I rarely post comments back to others, but find myself complelled to in this case.

You should not make apologies for the length of your story, or for the detail, and lack of actual sex.

Cuckoldry is so much more than physical sex. It's about the emotions, the small details, the mental and verbal exchanges.

In our little world we have enough fantasists eager to regale us with tales of being dressed in rubber maids outfits, sucking 15" black cocks, etc etc.

It's refreshing to read a story, whether real or fictional, that deals with the many facets that cuckolding brings.

I hope you continue to keep us up to date with how things progress, and continue in the style as detailed above.

Many many thanks, it is without doubt one of the best stories I have read.
a day

I went through unwanted traumatic experiences relating to the woman i love and other/another men. You'll be ok; stronger, more breadth in your experience, etc for it as you move on.

Try not to allay any fears YOU have by throwing them on her unfairly, and understand her side...sounds kinda like you may already know this and it was a pleasure to read someone sane and real.

Ok everyone, we're back. Sorry to leave everybody hanging, but life has a way of getting in the way. Thank you all for your kind words and thoughts on our story. I'm sure it's a bit more detailed than some may be interested in reading through, but it's been helpful for me to write down my thoughts on events as they proceed.

Hopefully this will be insightful reading for anyone else contemplating moving things from fantasy to reality.

Here's a bit more from the past week that I managed to get down on paper.

Thursday, July 29, 2010.

After a lot of talking with her, I we agreed that our marriage comes first in all of this, and it's too big a risk to let things go any further until all three of us can sit down and figure it out together. We don't want him getting the wrong idea, falling for Kim, and then finding the work environment poimistered later.

She went into his office today and explained that things had to stop until he met with me and her to discuss all of this. He couldn't believe that she actually had been telling me everything, and was very upset. He said some mean things to her, told her "Absolutely not", and that everything stops now. He was freaked out that I was going to get upset and come after him, or come into work and make a scene or something.

I also got the approval to leave for Singapore tomorrow, and will be there on Sunday morning.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

The 24 hour flight from Texas to Singapore was absolute ***. Being alone with my thoughts on all of this for that long made the flight seem to take forever.

I called her during a layover in Moscow to see how things were going. She told me he had asked her into his office to talk some more. He asked her a million questions about us, and couldn't wrap his head around the fact that I wanted this. I think she explained it to him better though, because he's thinking about it more now. He asked if they could go to dinner to talk about it more, but she declined. He promised that it would only be talking, and they wouldn't do anything, but she knew better than that.

I was kind of relieved that this whole thing was over, because it was an incredibly stressful week. Now it looks like we're not off the hook though, and I can't believe that we're probably going to go through with this.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

I made it back, and it was great to be back. Kim and I basically just hung around in bed all day, and reconnected. There was plenty of dirty talk about John, as well as liberal use of her toys as well. She's been much more assertive around the house than I've ever seen her before. She doesn't even seem to notice that she's doing it, but she's telling me to grab her stuff while she's sitting on the couch, not asking. She's telling me to take care of this while she does that. It used to be a "babe, would you mind doing . . .". I pointed this out and told her how hot it was. She just kind of shrugged it off, and said to quit thinking so much and go get her her dinner.

Monday, August 2, 2010

We took the day off today and just hung out, did chores, etc. We've had more sex in the past two days than any other two days since we've known each other. The whole situation seems a bit more manageable now that we're in the same country.

Tuesday, August 3

It was a busy day at work for her and her boss, and he hardly spoke to her at all. I think he may be debating what he wants to do.

She asked me to give her a back massage last night as we were going to bed. I happily complied, and tried to make it one with a happy ending. I was sucking on her breasts, caressing her thighs, trying to play with her thighs, and got completely denied. There was plenty of hot talk about John, and she admitted that there is no way she'd be turning him down if he was trying right then, but that I wasn't getting any. Usually, she's the one making advances on me. She's definitely never turned me down after a massage. On the contrary, she's usually she's ready to **** me after one. She's really be getting into the teasing and denial thing. It's definitely not for my benefit anymore, which is really strange.

In all the sex we've had since I've been back, she hasn't gone down on me once. This is something she used to love to do, and she just hasn't seemed interested. I love her using me for her pleasure, but I'm surprised by this. There are definitely subtle changes happening that I would have thought were just fantasy before. I'm stunned the way events seem to be following many of the stories I've read on here.

She also brought up the idea, half in jest, of no longer giving me access to her pussy until John has had a chance. I don't think she'd be able to stick with that for long, but it's pretty stunning that she's proposing it.

Wednesday, August 4

I tried again to get some this morning. Again I was denied.

The big news though is that, I got a text from her today saying that he wants to meet me. Holy cuckolds brownie.

I sent an email for her to forward to him, saying hello. He responded back, and suggested a place to meet up for takes this weekend to discuss this whole thing.

Stay tuned. . .

This a very hot story, with the various dimensions - building up to cuckolding, denial, bossiness. I love it, please keep posting.
Utter_Rotter
Writer and decadent

Friday, aug 6

writing this on my phone on my way to work. It sounds like were going out for takes today or tomorrow. When I left she was wearing an outfit that was smoking hot, which I've never seen her wear. She admitted it was what she was wearing when they went out on that date where he wentup her shirt.

She's definitely trying to mess with his head at work. I couldn't keep my hands off her this morning, and I discovered she wasn't wearing panties. She got a little defensive and said she just hadn't put them on under skirt yet.

I've often asked her to teaseme by going pantieless when we go out, and it's almost never happened. I think she probably will be pantieless with John at work all day though. That wouldn't surprise me in astory on cuckoldplace, but it is un-fucking-believable that my sexually shy, innocent wife is doing this. This guy and this situation is having an effect on her that I never have.

I should add that this week the agreement between us has been that he is cut off until we meet with him. No more making out, or lunch dates or whatever. She seemed very much in agreement on this. He's cut off and that's that.

Well, that's that except for the two times she initiated a brief make out session with him. Both times she was rubbing his manhood through his jeans. She was very reluctant to tell me both times, since she knew she broke the rules that we had set for ourselves. I was way too turned on to be upset though. I think she knows that she can get away with whatever she wants with all this. Pretty scary...

looking forward to hearing developments...you describe it well...

We'd aug 11
Well, they're picking me up today after work to go out for dinner and/or takes. Shes just getting done with her period though, so she hasn't decided if were inviting him in afterwards or not. I suspect she will, but she's pretty nervous too. If she did she said she might go down on him, but doesn't want to go all the way for another couple days least.

I'm anxious as hell about all of this, but not as freaked as I would have thought.

good luck...hope it goes well

Things are definitely hotting up and your way of telling it is done very well. I can feel what you are feeling and this makes it very erotic.
I won't be online after the weekend for a week but look forward to reading what happened when i return.
Wish you well ...happy weekend !

Very interesting! I'm DYING to hear how this progresses.

Saturday, August 14

Hello Everyone.

Well, sorry to get everyone's hopes up, but there's nothing happening tonight. It sounds like our activities will be mostly reserved for midweek, as John saves the weekends for his family.

Kim says everything seemed normal at work. No weird awkwardness or anything, so that is good.

To answer your question Ppetermister, I was expecting to be much more squeamish about another man's cum. As it was, I was so turned on by the whole thing that it didn't bother me in the slightest.

In all honesty, there may have been one faint drop on her chest, but she didn't point it out until after I had given her breasts plenty of attention, so it was a bit tough to tell. There was a big wet spot on the front of her panties that he left (definitely not in the right place for it to be from her). I did give that a bit of a kiss as I was kissing the rest of her, but I didn't really spend much time there. There was also a large puddle on the bed from him, and her hair was definitely crunchy. I wouldn't say I've gotten the full experience yet in that respect though.

As always, stay tuned, I'd say it's highly likely that I will soon experience it whether I want to or not. I think they've come way too far to not consumate things at some point, so all I can do is beg to be there for it. (They're not sure if they'll let me be in the room or not. I really want to, but it's very hot that it's not my choice anymore. Here's hoping though.)

Kim and I are both in shock that this is for real, and yet we're both really getting excited about the new dynamic in our relationship. The possibilities for different scenarios with her having a boyfriend seem endless at this point. Add to that the potential for her to play with whoever she wants now, and she is extremely excited at all the possibilities.

We'll probably take a break from this eventually, but for right now, we're both like kids at Disney World. This is nothing like the scenario we had imagined, and so far I'd say it's much, much better. I would have always thought the fantasy would be better than the reality of it. It's different, but definitely better.

(Disclaimer: It's been better for us, but your mileage may vary. Don't blame us if things don't work out as well for you and your marriage. I hope it does though.

Just tuned in on this story.

What an awesome ride the two of you have been on! I'm loving your detail of events and how you feel about what's happening. I look forward to hearing more about this new era in your life.

Hope you enjoy your first creampie in the days to come!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Great story. Keep it going please!
cuckabe

August 20, 2010
Well, we had a little more excitement this week. We weren't sure if things were going to progress further, because John was a little standoffish at work. They did flirt a little on Tuesday though, which made us realize that he's just been really busy at work, and is trying to keep his 'boss hat' on when they're around other coworkers.
I was starting to get cold feet a little bit on the whole thing, and on Tuesday even had a conversation with her about it. My main concern was that although this is my fantasy, what happens after this? We've only been married about a year and a half or so, although we've been together for almost 7. Our first year of marriage was long distance though, so this past six months has been our real 'honeymoon' period so to speak. My concern was, what do we do 10 or 20 years from now to spice things up, if we've already done all this stuff now?
I wasn't really putting a halt to things, just raising the question. After talking about other things for most of the evening, she decided that tomorrow was the day, and told me as much. I don't know if my hesitation had anything to do with it, but she said she was going to try to bring him back the next day after work, because she really wanted to fuck him bad. Clearly, this is no longer about my fantasy . . .
The one thing I do have to give her credit for is being shamefully honest about the whole thing. She is one of the worst liars I know, and she hasn't had any interest in hiding anything from me, as near as I can tell. She's also in agreement with me that, since she sees him every day, we need to be careful about things getting too serious between him and her. At this point, it's strictly about sex, but romantic feelings could certainly develop in something like this if things went unchecked. Because of that, we've set the boundary that anything inside the clothes, or at least beneath the belt, inside the clothes is off limits if I'm not around. Although she does have a hard time resisting him. . .
On Wednesday, they were the last two to leave work, because they were both working late to prepare for a client they were meeting in the morning. There was no word up to this point about anything happening after work, but there was some flirting. I finally got a text message from her that he was going to take her with him to run some work related errands, then he would take her to dinner and give her a ride home. I asked her to keep me updated, and let me know when they were on their way home. After that, she turned her phone to silent, and didn't answer any more of my texts.
In the meantime, I set about cleaning up the house, and did a little grocery shopping. From the time I got home from work, I didn't sit down once. I had to stay busy the entire time to keep my mind from spinning out of control. After a couple of hours, I got a text saying they were on their way back to the house. It took them quite a while to get back, by which point, I had gone out in the parking lot to see if I could catch them making out in the car somewhere. As I was out there, I saw his car pull in, and up to the front entrance to our building to drop her off, rather than park. I had to sneak around the back behind the trees and through a parking lot to avoid being seen.
Once she got in, the first thing she told me was "I am so horny right now, you can't even imagine."
We made out a little bit, and she explained that he had said from the beginning that he couldn't come in tonight, because he was going to be working late from home. She then told me that they had stopped in the parking lot across the street from the house and made out quite a bit. She said that she had let him finger her some, and that I had to feel how wet she was.
I attacked her once I got her onto the bed, and she was definitely wet, although the impressive part was how soaked her panties were. The entire crotch of her panties was literally soaked with her juices. She then admitted as we were going at it that he had actually fingered her at work. . .
From what she's told me, she went into his office to see if he was ready to leave for dinner, and he acted like he was. As they walked to the door though, he shut the door and turned down the lights. He then said he wanted to fuck her right there on his desk. She was shocked and very turned on by his forwardness, but told him that he knew the rules. They had to go back to our place to do that.
"In that case," he said, as he bent her over across the desk, "I'm just going to show you what I'm going to do to you when I do have time to come over."
He then hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties to the side, and started rubbing her pussy from behind, while his other hand was powering her down on the desk. (Keep in mind he's never touched her inside her panties before, so this was uncharted territory for him. I'm a bit impressed that he was that powerful about going there when he's never been there before.) She resisted a little bit, but he responded that he was her boss, and it was his office. She countered that he wasn't her boss when things were in this context, but didn't resist any more than that. There was definitely a power struggle going on, and he is clearly a very dominant permister in the bedroom, which she loved.
He eventually started fucking her with his finger (or fingers, she's not sure), pretending that it was his cock. All the while, he was telling her how he was going to fuck her from behind just like that. I wasn't there, so I can't describe exactly what was said, but it sounded like he got very graphic. I'll try to convince her to write a little synopsis of what happened though. She's not big on verbalizing things in detail though, so I'm not sure whether she'll be up for it or not.
In any case, she said that she came very close to coming, but eventually put a stop to it, and they left for dinner.
In the car, across the street from our place, she said he kept trying to move up her skirt, and she kept telling him that all he had to do was come in, and he could do whatever he wanted. He declined though, because of the work he had to do. He knew from the last time he came in that he'd probably end up visiting with us some, and not leave for quite a while.
[Back to after she got home] In our bedroom, I went down on her, and she came as quickly as I've ever seen her come without her toys. It was definitely intense. Once I had gotten her off, she wanted me inside her. I suppose I had been concentrating too hard on getting her off and had lost some of my hardness, so to speak. She expressed her disappointment, not only at my lack of readiness, but also at the fact that she had to settle for me. She told me that she wanted his dick inside her so bad it hurt, but that mine would do if that's all she could get. Needless to say, I was fully hard instantaneously without any physical help from her.
Our lovemaking then, and several more times this week has been off the charts. I must say that my stamina has increased a little bit, just because I'm focusing on being the best stud I can, so John doesn't totally blow my performances away when he finally gets the chance. She's told me on every occasion how much she'd rather have him fucking her though.
She told me later that he asked her point blank in the car, before he dropped her off: "So are you ready to fuck me now?"
She changed the subject, and talked about how she was worried about how things will be after the fact, etc, etc. He responded by getting back to the point.
"That's not what I asked you. I asked if you're ready to fuck me now. Can I fuck you the next time we hang out."
Again, she was completely stunned and turned on by his forwardness, and finally admitted that she was, and he could.
"Excellent", he responded. He basically said he was going to stop beating around the bush, and going out for takes and everything. Next time, he is coming over to fuck her, and he knows he can whenever he wants. He's hinted that Monday night might be the night, once he gets back from a business trip. So we'll see.
He's also said that he thought he'd be more weirded out by me watching. (He knew I was watching through the door last time, although he never actually saw me looking.) Instead, he's said that once things got going, he couldn't have cared less. Kim has also said that once things get going, she thinks it will probably turn her on to have me watching her fuck him. She know I'll be turned on as hell, which will only add to her excitement. She also seems to be ok with kicking him out of the room for a little while once they get done, to give me a chance with her freshly fucked self, before she cleans up, puts clothes on, and shows him to the door. Before, it sounded like she wanted to get dressed, hang out, have one last take and a smoke, and show him politely to the door before she gave me any attention. Getting to be with her before she cleans up is definitely my preference, to say the least. She's hinted that she's going to enjoy making me clean her up after he's come inside her.
So it sounds like we are right on the cusp of something huge. Although I never would have thought we would have had to wait so long for them to actually have sex, once we had decided to go for it. Sorry to keep everyone in suspense, but that's life I suppose.
If you all are interested in hearing her side of it, please let me know. She might be more enthusiastic about it if she knew how eager her fans were to hear from her. As her biggest fan, I'm definitely on the edge of my seat.

One fan here who is very eager to hear how it goes...warming up very nicely...

I AM interested.... very very interested!!!!!

I AM interested.... very very interested!!!!!

More. More.

I'd love to hear from her!

WOW! Awesomeness!

Fantastic story! VERY much looking forward to the next installment when your wife has officially welcomed you into your new role!

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I feel almost as caught up in this as you, jandk0103. Kim, I beg you to respond. I want to be in your submissive stable and serve you in any way you want, just PLEASE tell us your side of this VERY hot story.