This is a story about a cuckold relationship. If that bothers you, please do not read it. I do not block or remove anonymous comments and I do not waste time reading them, especially the cut and paste ones.
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As most of you who spend time on this site know, a cuckold story, like a regular love story, follows a fairly predictable pattern. Usually after some time married, a man starts to fantasise about his wife getting fucked by another man and, over time, it becomes a reality. Other times the wife starts to find another man attractive and, after bringing her husband on board, she gives herself to the man and her husband becomes a cuckold. Sometimes the couple will discuss ways to "spice up" their marriage and they agree upon a cuckold relationship. All these processes occur over time, months or even years. This story is about a process that is probably the least common, a spontaneous event.
Jenn and I (Al) met at a religious college, fell in love, and were married over 21 years ago immediately after graduation. We had no intercourse before our wedding night; we probably started our family on our that night. We are both a slim athletic build, I am 6 feet Jenn is about 5 ft. 9 in. with perky breasts that fit beautifully in my hand.
After two children, we took precautions and settled into a very sterile sex life. Jenn never initiated sex and she was obsessively opposed to any body fluids, hers, or mine, touching her body. If we kissed it was mouth closed and after the kiss, she would wipe her mouth with her ever-present tissue. We had sex once or twice a week at first but after a few years it became a once or twice a month event. As soon as we finished, Jenn would jump out of bed to, "clean up."
Jenn claimed she never masturbated; however, she had a 'little teddy' that she always took to bed even for a while after we were married. Little teddy often found itself between Jenn's legs where I would have loved to spend the night.
All of this changed one September evening when our daughter phoned her mom to invite her to a bachelorette party for one of our daughter's friends.
Jenn resisted, however; Mary (our daughter) insisted pointing out that all the moms were invited, and Jenn would know a few of them. Jenn asked, "what is involved how should I dress?"