Unknown to me at the time, my wife cheated on me with a friend of ours, the temptation was simply too strong for her and curiosity is a powerful thing. It has only recently come to light that she cheated on me a couple of years before our cuckold lifestyle began. It was out of the blue when Angela decided to confess to me, she thought it was something I should now know. The fact that she is currently shared with many different men it seemed the right time for her to tell me. It was something she had thought many times about but had not had the courage to face up to what she had done until now.
I have come to terms with her infidelity on that one occasion before the cuckolding began and I have forgiven my friend Pete as well. If I compare that one night to our many experiences since it seems very insignificant.
This is Angela's story.
When I met my husband Alan, he was my first and only relationship and my first sexual partner. I was a virgin when we met, Alan on the other hand had previous lovers. After some years together I started having thoughts and fantasies of how sex would be with someone different. Alan and I had discussed it but that was as far as it went, without me cheating, or with his consent, I would never have that experience and I had always stifled those feelings.
I'm a young woman and I think I was sexually at my prime age (42) when I cheated. I had reached the point in my life with very little experience. I have a relatively fit body having not had children, I am five feet four inches tall with shoulder length blonde hair. I am burdened, or blessed with a 38D bust and round bottom, which does not go unnoticed. I do get mens attention and I know they stare at me, mostly my boobs though. I don't mind, in fact I am flattered to think other men find me attractive too.
It's not something I'm proud of but I literally slept with Alan's best friend before the cuckolding started. Although in real terms I guess it did start that night, a year earlier but without Alan's knowledge until now.
I was a very innocent naive wife, I'm not trying to suggest I was not responsible as I could have stopped what happened from progressing at any point, but I was flattered by Pete's charm and blatant attempt to seduce me.
Actually, we all could have prevented what happened that night, whether it was Alan, Pete, his girlfriend at the time (Emily) but it was me who should have stopped it going any further.
The four of us went on holiday together to Amsterdam, hotel accommodation was expensive so we decided to rent an apartment privately through Air BnB. It was two double bedrooms, ideal for the four of us with lounge, kitchen and dining areas. The two bedrooms having en-suite facilities. It was quite luxurious and very comfortable.
We spent three nights in the city doing all the usual tourist attractions. In the evenings we found restaurants and bars and explored on foot mostly. The second night we stumbled across the red light district, Alan and Pete were obviously enjoying the sights and when we arrived back at the apartment unsurprisingly we all said we felt tired and went to bed.
The noise coming from Emily and Pete's bedroom was unbelievable, Alan and I looked in disbelief at each other and giggled. Emily was very vocal when having sex, we could hear everything very clearly in the quiet of the night as they made love. We in contrast were more reserved to save us any embarrassment in the morning.
In truth our sex life had always been satisfying, but I was now suspecting we were not as adventurous as other couples and judging by what I heard in the next room I was missing out.
Alan is the only man I had ever slept with and therefore I didn't know any different. it had not even crossed my mind it could be so different... until now.
The last night we had an evening meal and stopped in one of the registered coffee houses. It was clear cannabis was on offer and they had 'special brownies' available. We had all been drinking and dared each other to give the 'cake' a try, which we did. The effects were soon showing and we were all messing about so we decided it was time to head back as the effects were making us act daft.
When we arrived we were still laughing and probably acting very silly, I crashed on the sofa next to Pete and held his hand, it seemed quite natural as he is such a close friend. Emily moved over to sit with Alan and put her arm around him and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"He's mine tonight, I want to cuddle him like a teddy until I fall asleep," Emily laughed. In an instant she stood up and led Alan towards our bedroom.
"Okay, I'm fine with that but I get Angela in exchange," Pete said also putting his arm around my shoulder.
Alan and I looked at each other bemused and in disbelief, but we were still high from the brownies.
"Okay, just for fun though, and no sex in either room," Alan added.
"Always the boring sensible one, even under the influence," Pete said, rolling his eyes.
We all laughed out loud and were all still giggling like children and acting daft but we all agreed it would be fun.
"I need my pyjamas first," I said, hurrying into our bedroom before Alan and Emily could get there.
"You had better get yours too Emily, it's friends only and just a cuddle," Alan said sensibly.
Emily looked a little over dressed compared to me as she returned in her long sleeved top and trouser bottoms. I, on the other hand usually sleep with only a vest top and shortie pyjamas. I could see Pete's eyes widen when he saw me.
"Don't get any funny ideas Pete," I said, again we laughed.
I was a little worried because Emily always looked gorgeous in anything and dressed in long pyjamas she still looked glamorous. Alan had definitely noticed her as well, clearly without a bra her boobs and nipples were pushing against the silky thin material looking very pert.
My boob's are considerably larger and with just a vest on, my nipples were also prominently pushing against the cotton top. I had kept my panties on just in case Pete's hands tried to stray.
"Good night," Alan kissed me as always.
"Good night and behave," I said with a smile.
"I will love, you behave as well," he replied.
Pete and Emily were rolling their eyes, "oh stop it you two, we are all friends here."
I felt a little jealous as Emily led my husband toward our bedroom.
Pete shrugged and held his hand out to take mine, "don't worry Alan won't try anything," he said to comfort me.
Although I had no idea what may or may not happen in the other bedroom, I had no intention of anything sexual with Pete.
When we closed the door behind us Pete stripped off his clothes down to his boxers.
"Whoa, wait a minute Pete, what are you doing?" I asked, very worriedly.
"I can hardly sleep in my clothes can I, and I don't do pyjamas?" he replied.
