About six months after my wife passed away I began seeing a widow. We dated and it soon turned into an intimate relationship. I discovered that I had erectile dysfunction and the little blue pill doesn't work for me. I get a semi hard erection but not hard enough for penetration so I would sexually gratify her with my mouth or fingers and she in turn would gratify me with a hand job.
After a while the widow became frustrated and started seeing a younger more virile man. Can't say that I blame her. What destroyed me was that she no longer wanted to be intimate with me. She just wanted me for her free lunches, dinners and entertainment plus; I have a few bucks so she was enjoying a higher social status.
She became very upset when I ended the relationship but I was not going to be her entertainment director with no benefits. I was angry so I wrote chapter one of this story and posted it on Literotica.com, sending her a copy of it.
After a few days she replied to my story admitting to me, that yes, she was having sexual relations with a guy named John. She was doing it behind my back because she didn't want to hurt me.
Her honesty with me was a game changer and I told her so. We agreed to meet for lunch where we could discuss getting back together, in an honest and open relationship where she would understand and respect my needs.
I was excited to be seeing her for the first time since our break up but something changed. Now that she knows that I knew that she has a lover, the relationship between us changed. I could no longer pretend that I didn't know about her boyfriend. I now had to face her with my humiliation and shame with both of us knowing that another man is gratifying her.
But now that she has admitted to me that she has a boy friend who she does not love. It's just that the sex with him is so good that she has to have him. I told her that I understood her needs and I was willing to accept her having a lover and so I entered into a cuckold relationship with her.
When Carol admitted her affair to me, she knew that I would not get angry, that I would meekly and humbly accept my cuckold status. Now that I am her cuckold, she is in a position of power. She has the authority to demand absolute fidelity and obedience from me. She will get it and she will constantly test my obedience to her. That is what happens to a man when a woman cuckolds him.
My marriage was always a cuckold relationship and when Carol cuckold me, she made me realize that I am a natural born cuckold. I can't help myself. It doesn't matter which woman I Pair-Bond with, I am going to end up as her cuckold. I was trained from birth to be a cuckold and I am at my happiest when I'm serving my mistress and getting her approval.
My father was an accepting cuckold and he adored my domineering mother. She was a very beautiful woman. My father worked the night shift and one night I woke up to the sounds of my mother moaning in pain. I went into her bedroom to see what was the matter with her. She got out of bed and I saw that my father's friend was in bed with her.
I was only seven years of age and many nights I would get up to go to the bathroom and he would be there with my mother dressed in only her slip. She said that he was my uncle Joe and he would stop bye at night to keep her company.
Add to this that I endured eight years of parochial school, where the sisters had strong resentments against boys. They were always disciplining boys and not stopping until the boy broke down and was humiliated by crying in front of the class. So you can see that I was trained from birth to be dominated by a woman.
Getting back to Carol; I asked her when is the next time that she will see her lover? She said that Saturday night he will pick her up, they go to dinner and then he takes her back to his apartment and she stays the night.
She never stayed the night with me. Our intimate times together were always rushed and in uncomfortable environments. I was never able to get enough time with her to get comfortable enough to get a good erection.
I told her that Saturday night I want to take her and her lover out to dinner. I want to meet him. I want to pick her up and we will meet him at the restaurant where I will turn her over to him.
She's apprehensive at first but then agrees to my plan. That night while driving there, I instruct her on how to act. When she sees him, she is to go up to him like they are lovers. Kiss him and show him her affection. This will put him at ease and show the restaurant staff that they are lovers. I try to hide the fact that I am the cuckold.
The hostess shows us to our table but I see an empty booth which looks more intimate. I point to it and the hostess agrees that we can sit there. Carol slides into her seat and her lover slides in along side of her. I sit on the other side of the booth facing them.
Her young lover is the Alpha male and he knows it. He's the Bull and even though I'm older then he, I address him as Sir, saying to him, "I want to congratulate you. You seem to have won my girlfriends favors. Whenever Carol and I were becoming intimate, I was under tremendous pressure to perform. Now you have relieved me of that pressure. I want to thank you, sir. I am now her cuckold and I will provide her with all of her worldly needs. Thank God we have you to provide her with the one thing that I cannot give her. Thank you sir."
At the beginning of the meal, I toast the Bull by saying, "Thank you Sir for giving my mistress so much pleasure and sexual gratification. You make her happy and contented. I wish that I could watch you pleasuring her in the many ways that you do because when she comes back to me she is so happy, contented and sated."
I'm the cuckold so I pay for their dinners and while I'm paying the check, he has his arms around her, kissing her. He is in his foreplay mode so he's anxious to get her home.
She's whispering something to him. I think she has taken compassion on me and she's asking him if I can watch. I hear him say, "No."
