You won't have slept well that first night; in fact if you slept at all it would have been in fits and starts. You will lie there begging for the morning light to come peeping through your curtains and when you finally drag yourself out of bed you will feel so weak that it will be as though you have had a night of battering.
You will lie there in the silence listening to the thoughts that will create wave after wave of jealous pangs. The silence will be interrupted from time to time as your wife and her lover recover from their exhaustion and fuck again.
Five, six, even seven bouts of lovemaking are not uncommon that first night. Your wife's lover will be out to prove himself in the excitement of fucking her, with her husband sleeping in the next bedroom, and your wife will drive him on in his act of humiliation.
It won't be the sex that you will find so punishing; indeed, it will excite you to the point of masturbating each time, which in turn will keep draining every ounce of energy from you. It will be the times of silence that will haunt you.
After their first lovemaking; after that moment when you become a cuckold, you will stand there at the bottom of the stairs again and stare into the dark and silence.
"What are they doing?" You will ask yourself. You know that they won't be sleeping; you didn't just roll over and go to sleep the first night you spent with her did you? No. You lay there kissing and caressing her; exploring her body; letting your fingers acquaint themselves with every inch of her soft, warm flesh; finding those erogenous zones that would slowly arouse her again. Will his fingers be exploring those soft folds of pink flesh that cover her opening? Will they be dipping into the warm liquid of his thick cum that will be seeping from her?
"What will she be doing?" Will she have her arms around him, pressing her body against him? Maybe she will be touching him. Maybe she will be holding his soft cock in her hand; cupping him as she whispers to him her thanks for satisfying her. Maybe she will be telling him what a good lover he his; how big her felt inside her; how wonderful it felt to be stretched by such a thick cock. Gradually he would stir again; grow hard once more ready for her eager pussy.
Or perhaps he is still inside her. Perhaps they are lying there still coupled together; his cock not fully erect but still stiff enough to stay inside her. She would like that; she would enjoy that. She would enjoy wrapping her arms around him holding him in and in between soft kisses tell him that she wanted him again. Telling him that her pussy was his for the night. She would move her hips against him and get him moving again.
Whatever they were doing you won't be part of it. That bed is no longer your domain; your wife has someone else in there now with her.
After a while you will feel too tired to stand there and you will climb those stairs to get into bed. Not your bed of course; the spare bedroom that she will have prepared earlier for you. She will also have left a clean shirt for you and a change of socks and underwear for next morning. There would be no excuse for you to disturb them next day.
As you walk past their bedroom door you will be tempted to go in. You want to of course; you want to see her; you want to kiss her; want to cuddle her; want to fuck her, but you can't. She belongs to someone else now. And anyway if you did go in what would you say to them? You can hardly ask him to leave your wife alone can you? Well you could but you what the answer is likely to be.
Maybe you will manage to pull yourself through some of those gut wrenching times of silence and just start to relax only to hear their bedroom door open. For a few panic-stricken moments you sit up and stare at your bedroom door expecting them to enter but then you hear them go downstairs. Of course, they will be thirsty and need refreshments.
Now is your chance to go and join them; to speak to them; to see your wife. You need some reassurance from her; a kiss; a cuddle, an acknowledgement that she still loves you. But you are scared. It is a bit like disturbing another couple having a clandestine moment; they are a couple in fact, another couple!
You can't go and join them can you? You lie there alone in the darkness for a while and then from the room below you begin to hear sounds. It is the lounge and they are in there. The sound of her moans tell you exactly what is happening -- they are making love again. You also know from the area the sounds are coming from that they are doing it in your armchair. How many times have you had her in there? As she sits back naked with her legs splayed over each arm you have taken her; fucked her with passion; pummelled her bottom into the leather upholstery; drove your cock in and out of her until every drop of cum had drained from you. How many times has that been you there with her?
Not now though; it is someone else who else is enjoying her there. You know that it is an act of deliberate humiliation her part. You have seen her enter the room before in that red silk dressing gown that she keeps behind the bedroom door; have seen her stand in front of you, pull on the sash and let it fall to the floor before backing into the chair and settling down in it. His reaction will have been the same as yours; get up; drop your trousers and give her the seeing to that she was asking for. You will hear her cum; hear her scream out as he empties himself into her. Afterwards she will sit up and suck his cock; clean his cock of all that cum and her juices, and he will look on with a look of self satisfaction as she gives him everything she gives to you.
And so next morning how will you wake or rather how will be awoken. You will have told her every detail of your fantasy during the course of your discussions with her. She will know exactly what you crave. Will she fulfil your dreams?
