This is the ongoing journey from our first cuckold experience and how this lifestyle developed. Please read subsequent accounts of our relationship and the friends we made along the way.
A very brief background of our life at the beginning and how it developed from there.
This will seem very weird to the majority of readers but please try to understand the excitement we get from it. Perhaps for some just the thought or fantasy is enough, but for my wife and I that was just the start. In a very strange way it has made our relationship even stronger.
Hi my name is Alan, I have been married to my wife Angela for twenty two years. I am fifty four years old and Angela is forty three. It's a comfortable age difference for us and our relationship is very loving, trusting and we have a healthy sex life. We have no children by choice and both have professional careers.
I say it's a comfortable age gap, but more recently it has been under more scrutiny by Angela's curiosity. I have had previous relationships and therein lies the difference, Angela has only had one sexual partner, and that is me. Occasionally she asks me about previous lovers and how it was different, I can only explain that you only feel that special connection when the relationship just 'clicks'. That said, sexually, they were all very different.
I have no doubt in my trust for her and I realise the feeling is only curiosity, therefore I had no reason for concern...until a recent event which I would say very much surprised me.
A very good friend of ours, Pete, shares our company for large parts of each week. Pete came out of a longterm relationship around a year ago. We have been there for him as a crutch in his moment of need. He has said he will always be grateful for this and would do anything to return our kindness.
I'm pretty sure other friends of ours, and his, think there is more to it and often joke we must be into threesomes. It couldn't be further from the truth (and wasn't at that moment in time), we do however, confide in each other in all manner of ways.
Pete's now on the mend emotionally and is ready to dip his toes in the dating game once more. We have been going out as a threesome for food and drinks hopefully setting him up with the possibility of a new relationship. He even joked how horny he is now and needs to get laid as over a year without sex is far too long!
It was getting routine, every Friday and Saturday - out partner searching for our good friend. After one particularly unsuccessful evening we all drowned our sorrows and drank far too much and ended up back at ours for coffee. Pete slumped dejectedly on the sofa, "this is so much more difficult than I thought it would be, there must be something wrong with me I guess," he said. We tried to comfort him saying it was their loss and he would be loved up again in no time at all.
Angela brought over a pack of playing cards with the coffee.
"Don't worry Pete how about a game of cards before you go home, after all the night is still young?"
"Nah, I'll drink my coffee and make tracks back to my lonely house."
"Come on mate just half an hour, as you say, not much to get back for," I added.
He really did look in a depressed way, I glanced over to Angela, almost hoping she would have something to say. She did have something to say, but nowhere close to what I may have expected. The words shocked me so much my jaw must have hit the floor.
"Who wants to play a game of strip poker? Surely it would cheer Pete up if I had to strip down to my undies," Angela giggled out loudly, obviously very tipsy.
Pete and I looked at each other, this was so out of character for my wife. It did seem to be a fun way to lighten the mood though.
"I'm up for it," Pete said straight away, also laughing.
"I'm not so sure, maybe another day," I suggested.
"Don't be a chicken, I dare you Alan, I'll deal the cards. Pete and I are up for it, are you playing or not?"
It seemed the decision was made.
"Okay, no backing out either, everyone agrees, right," my wife said and dealt the cards.
I couldn't help but think how my wife would react , if she were to lose, would she strip off completely in front of my mate? I wondered too, how I would feel if she were to undress in front of him. I was her only partner, nobody has seen her completely naked, the nearest would have been a swimsuit on holiday.
The thought went over and over in my mind, but the more it did, the more it turned me on! My cock hardened at the prospect of my wife undressing in front of our friend. How would he react? It was possible I might soon find out, I couldn't help but stare at his groin, it was clear he already had a large bulge showing and the first round hadn't finished yet.
The pile of discarded clothes began to mount on the floor. Angela had been losing, her additional layers of clothes and the fact that she started with a coat on helped no end. The game was moving on quickly, we were all laughing as one of us lost the hand and had to take off another item of clothing.
I was down to jeans and boxers, Pete had one sock, jeans and boxers and Angela still had underwear, skirt and blouse, her luck was about to change though, but only after Pete was reduced to his boxers only, he pulled down his jeans, the bulge of his cock now very obvious. I cast an eye in my wife's direction - she was staring, it was clear she wanted the boxers to come off next.
