Nostalgiaholic

It's not easy being married to such a beautiful and sexy woman.

Today i got off of work early. It's not even lunchtime yet and i'm afraid to go home. So i drove to the local city park and i am currently sitting in my car because i'm afraid of walking into my own home unannounced at this hour.

Why would a man like myself be afraid to walk into his own home, you may ask yourself.

Well, about four years ago, my wife found my porn collection and had me throw it all out. Maybe she didn't realize it was cuckold porn but she was definitely upset and confused and had me throw it all out.

Well, fast forward our life through a few financial difficulties and not too long ago. We had to rent out the spare bedroom.

And i've never been a jealous man despite my wife having. Gorgeous pair of legs, hips, and a sexy toned ass to go with it all. And a beautiful,set of teardrop tits that never seems to stop turning heads wherever she goes.

So i practically let her decide who will be living in renting out our spare bedroom.

I was hoping for a female only because it feels good to be the only man in the house but i'm sure my wife is going to have the last say in the matter.

And when louis walked in the door, i was immediately impressed with him. He was clean-cut, tall, and handsome. And when he took his coat off, i could tell he worked out regularly and immediately i could tell my wife felt comfortable around lewis by the way she took his hand and her big love struck eyes.

We had him sit at our kitchen table to further interview him, and it wasn't until i brought him a glass of water when i noticed my wife's big smile.

And when i sat his glass on the table, that's when i noticed his huge bulge in his levi's. I gawked at it for a quick second in utter disbelief that's when i looked up at my wife, and she was staring directly at me as if to be reading my dirty and perverted mind.

She caught me looking at his perfectly concealed cock. And with a huge smile, as if to say, i know i saw that thing too.!.

But, louis said all the right things he is smart, funny, charming majoring in english literature drama in fine arts. And a total fucking stud.

We sat there for about an hour getting to know him, and while my wife basically flirted with him shamelessly, and during that time, i must've imagined him fucking clair three times.

Towards the end of our interview, it seemed more like they were on a date and i was the chaperone. Claire laughed, and would touch his arm or his thigh once in a while, and he grew more and more charming. I should have thrown him out right then in there, i should've suggested someone else.

But i was hooked on whatever i was feeling at the moment. The image of claire sucking his big dick or listening to them fuck in the spare bedroom.

And after louis left, claire described him as the perfect renter, and had no reservations about describing his manhood in detail, as if in total shock.

I know i should have never let him live in our home and that's why i am sitting in my car right now afraid to walk in through my front door because i don't know what i will find when i get there totally unannounced.

I felt a little awkward when he first moved in, but he and i actually became really good friends. We even work out regularly.

I actually like him, who wouldn't. And even after louis and claire immediately started flirting and playing around in front of me, it all seems so innocent.

I hear them in the kitchen, laughing and talking. I hear them in the living room, i find them talking in our backyard by the pool and laughing.

It's been four months since he moved in. My wife referred to lewis as her second husband.

At work i jerk off in the men's room almost every day thinking of them fucking.

I think about calling home sometimes, but i'm afraid of what i might hear in the background.

They sometimes seem like a couple. I wrestle with my mind thinking, have they kissed, have they started groping each other do they fuck.

Do they make love. Does he sneak into my bed after i leave for work?

Does she walk into his room to fuck? Do they sixty nine. Is she holding up to her vows.

Does louis bone my wife every chance he gets? I should just go home and walk into the front door because i'm sure none of this is happening and they are just good friends.

Like louis and i are good friends. But the way they talk tells me a different story and i should stop that but i don't.

It gives me a thrill when i hear claire and louis complimenting each other, and laughing and joking.

Claire has always worn tiny shorts and a comfortable t-shirt with no bra around the house, and i know she bends over at the waist in front of him.

I know this because claire does it in front of both of us at times and the outline of her pussy lips are clearly visible.

Louis turns to me and tells me how lucky i am. I know he notices her bouncing tits, because they're really hard to miss.

I should drive home and walk through the front door, but i'm afraid to catch them having a hot fuck session. I'm afraid to finally realize my wife could actually be making my fetish a reality.