On our wedding night I knew my wife would one day cuckold me. In spite of her religious upbringing she couldn't contain her rapture when I took her virginity. She HAD to have sex after that.
My wife never wears sexy clothes. She is good looking. She has a nice body which no one but me ever sees. And she loves sex. When we're behind closed doors she can't control her desires. However, she only wants to have sex in the missionary position.
I, on the other hand, enjoy sex in all its' forms. I want to have all her holes; pussy, mouth, and ass. Oral and anal are out of the question. Even having her on top is something she won't allow. And I'm sure the furthest thing from her mind was letting me watch another man fuck her. My one greatest fantasy beyond anything else was to watch someone else drive her wild; fuck her silly; make her scream in orgasm.
Talking about it wasn't even to be considered. She wouldn't even talk about sex while we were having sex. If I tried to bring it up any other time she would simply grab me and pull me down on top of her and we would fuck.
But, after six months of marriage I knew just how to go about fulfilling my desire and turning my wife into a slut.
It was really quite easy. I started working late. I wouldn't get home from the office until 9 or 10 and then I was too tired to fuck. All the extra work was helping my career at the same time it was frustrating my wife.
Our sex life quickly declined from 7 days a week to just on the weekend. And as little as possible then.
My hours didn't stop my wife from trying. When I walked in the door at home she would be all over me, kissing me and rubbing my cock. I found that I had to jack-off during the day and then stop a few blocks from home and do it again. Otherwise I couldn't stop my dick from getting hard.
Late one afternoon about 3 months after I put my plan into effect my boss called me into his office. He thanked me for all the extra work I had been doing and assured me it hadn't gone unnoticed by the right people. He left no doubt that I was in line for the next promotion.
Then he asked me if there was any trouble in my home life. "Your work is really appreciated, but you're a newlywed. Is there a problem at home that is causing you to stay away? We don't want your work to break up your marriage."
I hesitantly confided that my wife was insatiable. That if I gave her all the sex she wanted I would not be able to do any work. I looked away from him and said, "Maybe she needs more than one man. I've heard about women like that. I love my wife completely and if that is how she is I guess I'll just have to live with it. I would never leave her, no matter what."
After a protracted silence my boss asked, "Do you think it would help if an older and more experienced person talked with her?"
"I don't know but I'm ready to try anything."
"Would you like me to try talking with her?" I looked up faster than he expected and saw the gleam in his eyes.
I had a hard time concealing my smile, "Oh, sir, I couldn't ask you to do something like that."
"Don't be ridiculous. If you think it might help I'd be more than happy to try."
We agreed there was no since in wasting time and he was going to visit her the next night. The next morning I told my wife that I was going to get off on time that night and would be home by 6. I could see she was already getting turned on, thinking of the sex she would be enjoying that evening.
I was nervous all day and didn't get much work accomplished. At 5 my boss stuck his head in and said he was off to my house. He asked me how long I was going to wait before gong home. I thanked him for trying to help out and I assured him I wouldn't be home before 9 and he should take all the time he needed.
My boss was hardly out of the building before I was in the men's room jacking off while I thought of him fucking my wife.
I went back to my desk, but I couldn't sit still. I roamed all over the office building for over two hours, wondering all the time if my bride was cuckolding me at that very moment.
When I couldn't take the suspense any longer I ran to my car and headed home. I neared my house at 8:30 and saw my boss's car was in the driveway. My cock got hard again and I drove on by. I parked several doors down the street where I could keep an eye on my house.
I jacked off again while I sat there watching the front of my house and my boss's car sitting in the driveway.
When 9 o'clock came and went and his car was still there I didn't know what to do. If I went in and interrupted them it might screw up all my plans. On the other hand if all they were doing was talking maybe they were waiting for me.
Finally at 9:15 my boss came out of the house and the way he was hurrying I knew he was trying to get away before I got home. I don't think he was fully dressed when he jumped into his car and took off.
I started my car and as soon as he turned the first corner I raced back to my house. I was hurrying home just as fast as he had hurried away. My wife wasn't in the living room and I headed for the bedroom as fast as I could without running.
When I walked in my wife was just heading for the bathroom. I grabbed her and kissed her and tried to pull her to bed. If the overpowering smell of sex hadn't given them away, the fact that she actually resisted me did.
Even as I got weak in the knees and a quesay feeling in my stomach realizing I really was a cuckold, my cock jerked in excitement.
I pulled my wife down on the bed and pushed her robe open. She was struggling to get away from me, but I could tell she was getting excited too. I got my hand between her legs and felt her sopping cunt. She let out a gasp when I shoved a finger into her squishy pussy.
I got my pants opened and moved between her now unresisting legs. I couldn't hold back and rammed my cock into her freshly fucked hole. She screamed in orgasm as I slammed into her pelvic bone. I started fucking her like a crazed rabbit. She didn't stop cumming until my cock burst, spewing my hot load deep in her already cum filled cunt.
After we had calmed down a little she got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. I lay there smiling at the success of my plan. I knew it was just a matter of time before I would be watching.
The next day at work my boss called me in and asked what time I'd got home last night. I told him 9:30 and he suggested he might "talk" with my wife again that night if it was OK. I told him I thought his "talk" had done some good and said I would stay away again until 9.
I decided then that I didn't want to wait any longer before I saw my wife getting fucked by my boss so I planned to leave work right after he did. I thought I could get a look through the bedroom window if I was careful.
