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Your wife knows that you peek through the keyhole every time she takes a shower. She doesn't mind you doing it—in fact, she wants you to. She knows it arouses you and makes you feel utterly denied sexually—especially since it's the only sex she'll allow you now that she has become sexually exclusive to her lover.
Honey, are you enjoying the first vacation we three take together? I find walking along the beach with you two in the early morning incomparably romantic. I know I have been excluding you from sex all the time, but we could do something together—what if at sunset we went to the secluded spot where we bathed yesterday and you held my hand while Mark has sex with me?
Your fate was horrendously sealed. That evening you were about to take a step further beyond just being friend-zoned. She told you, “No problem, you are allowed to pay for our drinks. We can even let you go down on us after we have sex with our boyfriends.” After that day, they started to refer to you as their 'good boy.'
Honey, why do you want me to learn mechanics? Your best friend is always willing to help me with the things I'm not good at. He also takes care of some things you aren't at all good at—those things, he tells me, he utterly loves doing for me.
Your wife phoned him as soon as you left for work. She told him in a coy tone of voice, "Even though my hubby licked my pussy last night, I have been missing you badly all the time." Now that she has felt the intense orgasms he can give her, she considers your penis useless. Your tongue can still provide some pleasure to her—but, mostly, she wants you to use it for cleaning up.
Your wife hugged her Black lover as she showed you the echography picture of their baby—she was smiling as if to say, “This baby is his—I am very proud of being pregnant with his Black baby. You're a good cuckold, and I know you'll raise his baby as yours.” She was right—you're a good cuckold; you'll raise their Black baby as yours.
Chéri, dis-lui que je le trouve irrésistible, et que tu penses que j'aimerais bien qu'il vienne me rendre visite pendant que tu es en déplacement.
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Honey, tell him I find him irresistible, and that you think I'd like him to come visit me while you're away on your trip.
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Your wife loved the dress she was trying on; it was exactly what she wanted for the party she was going to attend with her boss during the business trip scheduled for next week. You told her that she looked incomparably elegant and beautiful. It was then when she told you, "Honey, I should also shop for some lingerie; if my boss has told me that he wants me to attend the party with him, maybe he also wants to show me his penthouse suite afterward."
Honey, whenever I'm wearing my lover's shirt, you try to sneak peeks at me as often as you can. I wonder if you do it because you think I look sexy in it or because it reminds you of him—you might imagine that he's still here with me, cuckolding you.
Mariée, mais...
J'ai besoin d'un homme capable de me satisfaire au lit, même si j'aime mon mari. Quand je pars à un rendez-vous, il me dit : « Profites-en bien, qu'il te procure tout le plaisir que je ne peux pas t'offrir. » Je lui souris, pleine d'amour pour lui.
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Married, but ...
I need a man who can satisfy me in bed, even though I love my husband. When I go on a date, he tells me, “Have a great time—let him give you all the pleasure I can't.” I smile at him, filled with love for him.
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Married, but ...
If I like a man, if I want to take him to bed, I don't hide it; I show it openly—even in front of my husband. I enjoy it even more when my husband notices everything—but he doesn't dare say a word.
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They ask you to do things for them—almost always in a way that makes you feel very submissive—and you obey. They have been doing it since a Black man seduced your wife. She has openly become sexually exclusive to him and denies you any kind of sex—besides allowing you to go down on her. They even have told you, “You must obey us; you wouldn't have allowed him to cuckold you if you weren't a spineless White man—the kind of man that would easily allow a bunch of Black women to boss him around.”
Your wife was exactly in front of you, standing in the doorway, and looking back toward a coworker of hers. She told him, “Mark, follow me to my marital bed. If my husband wants to know why I cheat on him, he just has to peek through the keyhole—the differences are obvious.”
When your best friend described his experience watching a well-endowed man have sex with his wife in their marital bed, you smiled, found it quite odd, and thought that it had nothing to do with you—as most men would. Your wife, though, seemed very curious about it—she said to your best friend's wife, "I would love to hear many more details straight from the horse's mouth—perhaps tomorrow over brunch." A few weeks later, you were on your knees beside your wife, and she told you, “Sweetheart, it’s time you took my panties off for Mike.” It was your turn to be cuckolded.
It was impossible not to notice the much higher-than-expected daily mileage changes in your wife’s car—there had to be a reason for it, a quite obvious one—but you chose not to know. Many years have passed since you noticed it—you now have two wonderful daughters and a loving and beautiful wife. You keep telling yourself that you took the right decision at that time—you are almost certain that if you had confronted your wife, you would never have had what you most cherish now. You think that she might have left you for her lover.
