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As you walked towards them tentatively, nervously and uncertain what to do or say, your wife just glared at you as if to say “don’t you dare try to cut in, can’t you see I’m having a good time? Just go back to your seat and sit there, like you always do, and let me enjoy the company of a real man for once.”

Being certain that’s what she was thinking, you stopped, bowed your head, and turned back around and sat down in your seat. You watched them dance. You watched them kiss. Then you watched them leave together. You’re a cuckold now, and she finally has a lover who’s capable of satisfying her.

Your wife smiles down at your submission to her femininity. How you crave to be her cuckold. She lovingly strokes your head as you seek to encourage her by showing how motivated you are to be one. And she thinks of a time she felt guilty giving into her need behind your back you're unaware of. How good he felt. She needn't feel guilty about that anymore as she will embrace this and accept your wish. And she craves making you the cuck you deserve to be. As she strokes your head she smiles. She craves that intensely.

The waiter?