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.
"Don't worry Pete, I'm checking to see if you are okay, Alan doesn't know I'm here. After last night I had to see you."
Pete looked at me now, or more so stared at my cleavage. I couldn't help but tease him.
"I take it you enjoyed playing with them last night, did you like touching me Pete?"
He went bright red, I had caught him out staring at my open blouse.
"I'm sorry Angie," he shifted uncomfortably.
"I didn't mean to stare...but you do have gorgeous boobs. Yes, I did like touching you, even if it felt a little strange with Alan there to be honest. If he hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself, you know I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.
"I wanted you to go further too Pete, I was trembling with excitement, I was hoping your hands would slide further down my body, if you get my drift."
"Oh, I think I get the message Angie, but Alan was there, he's my friend. I couldn't just start going further right in front of him could I?"
There was a long pause, all I said was, "but he's not here now is he?"
"Are you coming on to me, Angie?"
"Do you want me to, do you fancy me?"
"Yes, err no, yes of course I do."
"Look Pete I'm forty three years old and have only ever slept with one man. I'm just very curious."
I moved towards him, my face right close to his, I pursed my lips, he moved in closer until our lips finally touched. I knew he couldn't say no now. Very quickly we were snogging, open mouth and tongues hungrily searching each others. I began undoing my blouse revealing my lacy white bra even further. I knew what he wanted and so did he. I turned around with my back to him, glancing over my shoulder.
"You like my boobs, don't you?"
He got the message, immediately his hands were all over them and working their way in to my bra.
My bloused was pulled away from me and I felt my bra go slack, my boobs dropping freely in to his hands. I was getting wetter by the minute, I wanted him now. I took one of his hands and moved it down my body. He crouched down slightly, knowing exactly what I wanted next. He lifted my short skirt, his hand slipping down the front of my panties, I gasped as his fingers explored my pussy. We were both breathing very heavily as he pleasured me.
I was getting more aroused by the moment, I knew that I wanted it.
"Play with me Pete, please will you have me, just fuck me now. Alan need not find out, it can be our little secret."
Pete walked me over towards the sofa, his hand still down my panties fingering my clit It was heavenly, I was gagging for it by this point. He forced me down over the back of the sofa, his hand still in my panties. The other hand lifted my short skirt, pulling it over my lower back.
