When I graduated from high school in June of 1963, my knowledge of cuckolds, cuckolding, and cuckoldresses was limited. I thought a cuckold was a guy whose wife cheated on him without his knowledge and when he found out about his wife's adultery, he divorced her. While that is one definition of a cuckold, during the next 60 years I learned that there is much more involved in cuckoldry. As the years went by I became acquainted with a number of Cuckolds and Cuckoldresses. Each had a special story, a story that needed to be told. So let me tell you about the first cuckold couple who became part of my life. To do so we need to go back to June 8, 1963, the day after my high school graduation ceremony.
At the time I wasn't much interested in sex, so cuckoldry was the last thing on my mind. My main concern was to find a good summer job and earn some money. The last three summers I lied about my age and got a temporary job working for a construction contractor. I had saved over $1,500 and through prudent investments had added another $700 to my nest egg. But the contractor who employed me last summer, retired and sold his business to a larger company that wasn't interested in hiring a recent high school graduate. So I had to look elsewhere for employment.
Fortunately I saw an ad on the school bulletin board that was to change my perspective of life. A local landscape contractor needed a helper for the summer and the job paid $1.30 an hour. This would be about $13.00 today. Plus there was overtime pay too. Anyway I called the number on the ad and a woman answered my call. She said her husband, Vic, did the hiring and he would be back at 4pm. Could I come by then. I told her yes and she gave me the address.
I got to Vic's place at 3:50 pm. It was an older home just outside of town. A woman, who I guessed was about 35 (she was actually 45 at the time), was working in the front yard. She was wearing tight fitting jeans that emphasized her mature but still nice shaped ass. She had dark blond hair, a nicely shaped 5' 3" figure, small but firm breasts, and maybe weighed 115 or 120 lbs. She spoke with a soft mid western accent and said her name was Sue. I told her I was David and we'd talked earlier and I was to meet Vic here around 4:00 PM about the job.
Sue said that Vic would be a half hour late, so, if I didn't mind, I could wait in the house for him to return. I told her that it was quite all right and I looked forward to meeting her husband. Then I followed her into the house where she had me sit on the living room sofa. She asked if I'd like something to drink while I waited. This I declined. So she excused herself and went outside to continue her work.
Actually I didn't mind the wait. The living room had a large picture window, so I was able to watch Sue as she worked in the front yard. It made my dick hard as I watched her sexy ass when she would bend bend over to pull a weed or prune a rose. The way she moved as she worked made me think she was flirting with me. After all, she did seat me on the sofa so I would get a good view of her as she worked.
Vic arrived home at 4:30 pm and Sue introduced us. We shook hands and he directed me to his office, which was in the back of their home. He said that Sue did all the book work for their business but that he did the actual hiring. So I handed him my resume and he had me sit down as he sat at his desk and read it.
Behind him was a large window, so I could see the backyard. But now Sue was out there working in her flower garden. I stole a few more glances at her sexy mature body as Vic continued to read my resume. When he finished he asked: "Can you start tomorrow?"
When I answered in the affirmative, he said: "Good. Let me get Sue in here so she can get the necessary paper work taken care of."
Vic called her in and she got the paperwork for me to sign. I must say Sue turned me on even though she was eight years older than my mother. Nevertheless, I filled out the necessary forms, which Sue reviewed, and said: "Looks good. See you tomorrow."
I started work the next morning and soon found out that Vic liked to talk a lot as we drove to the various job sites and during our lunch break. So I learned that he was 47 and had been in this business since he got out of the Army in 1945. Like my father, Vic served in WWII. Vic and Sue got married in 1932. But what really surprised me was at the time they married, he was 16 and she was 14. Then over the next five years they had three kids. Vic said that after the third baby, Sue said no more and had her tubes tied. Their youngest, a daughter, got married in 1955 so Vic and Sue were empty nesters for eight years now.
Vic was a very good employer and he rewarded me with a pay raise to $1.50 an hour after just two weeks. However, at the same time he was aware that I liked seeing his wife in tight pants and shorts because he asked: "What do you think of Sue?"
If I was honest and said she has a sexy ass and I'd love to fuck her, I'd loose my job. So I said: "She's a great looking lady. You're a lucky guy."
Then he asked if I was doing anything this coming weekend. When I told him no, he asked if I had a girlfriend. I told him that I did, but we broke up before graduation. We'd be going away to different colleges, so it was better that we were both free to pursue our studies.
Then Vic said something that surprised me. He said: "That's too bad. It's not good for a guy like you to be without female companionship during the weekend."
So I said: "That's why you are so lucky. You have a sexy wife to enjoy your weekend with."
Then came the real surprise. Vic said: "I'm going on a fishing trip this weekend with some buddies. Sue will be alone while I'm gone and she doesn't like to be alone. So I'd like it if you would stay with her. Keep her company. And don't worry, I don't mind sharing her with you."
At first I didn't fully understand what he really meant. So I answered: "Sure. I can keep her company this weekend. Also, if you have some work that needs to be done, I can do that too."
Vic seemed pleased with my answer, so we quit work early Friday. I went home, showered, and packed an overnight bag.
Vic had already left when I got to his house, but Sue, who was wearing a white t shirt, no bra, and skimpy cutoffs the revealed her ass cheeks, graciously greeted me with a hug. She had already prepared supper so she directed me to the dining room for nice meal of baked salmon and vegetables. After supper she and I sat together on the living room sofa as she shared an album of family photos.
Since Sue was sitting on my left, I put my left arm around her and she snuggled up close to me. As I turned my head toward her and looked into her eyes I sensed that she wanted what I wanted. So I held her tight and kissed her lips. As we kissed passionately, I felt her tongue as it entered my mouth. Since this was the first time I'd experienced what some call French Kissing, I didn't know what to expect next. But then she raised her t shirt with her right hand and with her left hand she lifted my right hand up to her breasts and said: "You can feel them if you like. It's perfectly normal and I'm happy to help you expand your sexual horizons."
As we continued our passionate kiss, she pushed my hand firmly against her breasts. So I gently fondled her tits with one hand and then I raised my other hand and began to feel and gently squeeze them.
"Mmmmm, that feels so good David," she cooed. "I love it when a man feels my breasts. They're very sensitive."
In a flash Sue removed her T Shirt and was sitting beside me naked from the waste up. Now I could admire her naked breasts. Her large nipples were erect, meaning that she was as excited as I was.
"What do you think David?" She asked. "You can keep feeling them you know."
I put both of my hands on her breasts and began kneading them. Sue moaned with pleasure and sat back on the sofa. Her tits were warm and soft as I squeezed them in a sensuous massage.
"We can have some fun this evening, David. But even though Vic approves, I don't want you telling your anyone about us. Not everyone understands or can accept our lifestyle," Sue explained.
"Don't worry Sue I won't tell a soul," I replied, keeping my eyes on her wonderful breasts.
Sue pulled my head toward her chest. "I'd love you to kiss my nipples," she said.
I paused for a moment deciding which delicious nipple to put in my mouth first. Then I went back and forth between them, sucking them hard while gently squeezing Sue's tits with my hands.
"God David, you are really turning me on!" she exclaimed. "You're such a handsome young man. I've liked you since we first met. Plus Vic has said nothing but nice things about you."
With my face still in her tits and a hard nipple in my mouth, Sue unbuttoned my shirt and set it aside. Then she started caressing my back and chest.
