Hmm. My Wife Has Done Three, But One Of Them Was Mine. Amateur. LOL.

It always has, even when I suspected my wife was “cheating” on me. It still does today.

Now it’s more to confirm I still love it, she knows she doesn’t need my “permission.”

I don’t have many followers but thought I’d share my story, a very short version of it at least. I thought my fantasies would never become reality, my wife tried but couldn’t actually get over the line. The taboo seemed too big.

Over the past few years, I had read a lot, here on tumblr and elsewhere. It fuelled my fantasies and I put some names to what I felt, learning about hotwives, stags and cuckolds. From what I read, I explained to her how we needed rules of engagement, how I had to be involved in selection of and meeting guys and, finally, how I really should be there to share the experience.

Things changed though, I studied myself and figured that wasn’t what I wanted at all. I learnt that I don’t relate to the alpha male stag type of model, I’m certainly nowhere near the cuckold, sissy end of the spectrum but I don’t want or need the control. My inner truth was that the fantasy burnt strongly, but I wanted it to be more on her terms, for her to choose to have sex with another guy, or not.

Then, maybe four months ago, she apologised. She said she couldn’t do it and was sorry that she was a disappointment to me. I tried to tell her that wasn’t true, and ended up writing everything to her in an email (I was away with work at the time), it was long, pages and pages if it had been printed. I have analysed the fuck out of myself and, in the email, I wrote as much as I could about it, about me and my fantasies. I tried hard to let her know that I was not disappointed at all, how something forced would not have been right for me anyway. I told her she will always have a book of hall passes, for her to just imagine them in her purse. One day, if she so chose, she might show me she’d used one. When the time was right, she might also tell me a little or a lot about it.

Her choice entirely, if the passes remained untouched, then I would always remain the proud husband of a beautiful woman who could not bring herself to touch another man.

A couple of months later, she got the devil in her and gave a friend of her’s a blow job. Two weeks after that, I had to miss something we’d had tickets for a long time for, because of work. She took the friend, he booked and paid for their hotel room. They had afternoon, evening, during the night and morning sex. Two days later, remarkably, she had a threesome with him and friend of his. She chose to keep that part from me for a week or so, enjoying teasing me about “something that happened.”

Since then, she has been with each of them a couple more times, but not together. She tells me stuff, if and when she pleases. I know they are very different, the friend is a “love maker,” he likes to be all tender and passionate. His friend is the opposite, he’s big (dick size) and likes to fuck her hard, slap her ass and rough her up just a little (which she loves). I have been there once, with my wife and the friend of the friend.

We both know her actual friend, the first guy, will never go for me being there.

It was like some kind of release occurred I guess. the pressure came off and she found herself in the time, place and mood for something to happen, and went for it. From there, it’s like the awakening that many talk about occurred, that is real. She didn’t feel dirty and she saw that I did not get angry. In fact, I still can’t keep my hand off her and she is really enjoying this boost to our sex lives, let alone the other fun she gets up to.

Who knows if, or how long, it will last. It doesn’t matter either, it is incredible.

Maybe not ashamed as such but we have had a few times where Louise has said “oh my gosh” the next morning. Most importantly, they are all dirty little secrets we share together, even if I wasn’t there at the time or, occasionally, even if I don’t know about it for a while. With all I write here, the best parts are what we share together, we have hot, loving sex ten times more often together than times where other guys are involved. We share amazing, intimate moments that none of them experience. There can be looks between us, in all sorts of places, that nobody could possibly begin to understand. Our adventure is very much about sharing her with other guys but it is so much more than that.

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