Angela left our house at ten thirty in the morning and to my surprise she was back just after eleven. I had wondered whether Angela would go through with it or not, it seemed the latter.
I was partly relieved to be honest, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all, it could lead to all sorts of problems. However, I hadn't been able to think of anything else since she drove off to see Pete.
In that half hour I had been fantasising about my wife going with my best friend. This is too crazy I thought to myself and it now appeared nothing had happened anyway. It was probably a good thing, despite the excitement and buzz from last night.
Angela's car pulled up, she came in, kicked her shoes off and sat down quietly on the sofa.
"That was quick, is everything alright, either you or Pete couldn't do it then, tell me all about it love."
Angela was silent at first, she looked me in the eye, and then suddenly blurted out three words only...
"He had me!"
"Sorry love, what do you mean, he had you?"
"What do you think I mean, we had sex, I had sex with your best friend Pete for fuck sake. You wanted me to seduce him... so I did, and we ended up having sex over the back of his sofa."
I was in shock and denial at the same time. I was confused and worried of what we had just done, or what my wife had just done with my best friend.
"If you hadn't stripped off last night and let him grope you, none of this would have happened," I argued.
"You wanted this too, don't blame me."
It fell silent briefly as we processed the events of yesterday and this morning.
I could feel the same excitement as last night now. I sat next to Angela and put my arm around her, we kissed and embraced. The kissing became more passionate as we became more aroused, the kiss ended when I had to ask something.
"Did you enjoy it, was it how you imagined making love with another guy?"
"I must be honest with you, yes love, I did enjoy it. It was very different though, rough but very pleasurable, it gave me a real rush of excitement, but how do you feel about it Alan?"
"This will be hard for you too grasp Angela, but since you left I have been so excited, thinking of you with him. How he would touch you, feel you, would you enjoy it, would you do it with him, would he have sex with you, would he cum in you, would you climax, the excitement grew the longer you had been gone. Very strangely when you came home so quickly I was a little disappointed that nothing had indeed happened. This was masked with a fair amount of relief though."
"Well I done what we both wanted, I've now had sex with someone other than my husband. I had the same feeling of excitement getting ready and on the way to his house. I too had doubts, as I was about to change my mind he opened the front door"
"Oh, that is dirty, I want to hear every last detail from when you walked in to his house."
As best as I can recall this is how my wife described her first time 'cheating' and cuckolding me. I have asked her on a few occasions what happened that very first time. Asked her to repeat it over again. It turned out to be the beginning of our new life.
Angela's written account of the events on that life changing morning.
I had reached the age of forty three and married a loving man, we are very happy and honest with each other. We had discussed our relationship many times, but the one topic of sex always arose. I was envious of him, because I had never slept with anyone else. Alan tried to help and said he would understand if I tried it just the once to satisfy my curiosity.
After the events of last night, it only intensified my feelings of possibly missing out in life. When Pete was feeling my boobs, I had this overwhelming sense of lust and excitement like never before. All night I was unable to sleep, Alan had given me his blessing to follow this crazy idea. What I was about to do would not go away and just had to be done, then put down to experience.
I was so nervous all morning as I prepared myself for my first sexual encounter without my husband. I looked good, my long blonde hair neatly groomed and tied up. After a shower, I laid my underwear and clothes out on the bed.
Firstly white lace panties, sexy but covering my bottom and pussy. Next my bra, always lace, plunging and push up. I knew my cleavage looked good, I have very ample boobs and they always get noticed! Lastly hold up stockings and a short skirt. A good spray of perfume and long coat, I was ready.
Alan commented how good I looked.
"Lovely, darling you look gorgeous," he said nervously.
"I'm off now love".
"Okay, are you sure"?
"No, are you"?
"We have discussed it many times, we are both excited by the idea, let's just try it the once and then we can decide if we, or more so, you sweetheart, ever want to repeat this kind of thing ever again."
"Good luck love."
We kissed and I left.
Pete is literally around the corner from Alan and I, Pete saw me coming and was at the door waiting to let me in. My heart was racing, if he hadn't of seen me I think I would have turned around, too late now though, I thought to myself.
He looked very sheepish and barely looked me in the eye as he took my coat.
"About last night Angela, I'm so sorry, I was so drunk, can you both forgive me?"
"It's fine Pete, honestly it's fine, we were all merry."
"How is Alan, will he talk to me ever again?"
"Yes he's fine with it, every thing is cool between us."
I was trying to think quickly and told a small lie.