Warning: If you do not like Hotwife stories where the wife has sex with other men, please read something else.
For the reader: It was time to let go of this part of Tiia's story. I have been editing this for too long already. I hope you enjoy the result. This is the fourth part of the series. If you have not read the previous parts, I urge you to do so. Some of the events and characters are linked to previous parts, and some of the events and discussion will link to future parts.
All charters are over eighteen, even when not mentioned.
Thank you for reading my story. All feedback, public or private is appreciated.
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Mundane routines began after the New Year's celebration and our incredible, first true Hotwife experience. We both got back to work and took care of routines. We also decided to move in together permanently. I still had my apartment, even though I hadn't slept there for months. Now, as we were engaged, it made sense for me to get rid of it and move in with the woman I was planning to marry.
I arranged for some of my friends to come and help me move my belongings. I sold most of my furniture since Tiia didn't want them, and it was her prerogative to decide on the décor as a woman. I did change the cuck-chair in our bedroom into a more comfortable one. Probably in hopes of using it again soon. We kept it there as a reminder of our experience and the nature of our relationship, and to be honest, I did sit there a couple of times when we played together.
We hadn't had time to plan for her to find another bull, but I knew she was thinking about it. I had suggested that Mike could come for another visit, but she had refused. She told me she wanted our next experience with a new man, an experienced one, one she hadn't fucked before. The only thing I was sure of was that I wanted to see her cuck me; the mere idea of seeing her enjoyment again was a huge turn-on for me, and she knew it.
She had also started to flirt with other men much more and openly enjoyed their looks even when I was with her. It was a game for us, and it got us both hot. She being a Hotwife wasn't something I could turn off anymore, even if I wanted to. It was a way of life for us, and we loved it.
We also had a few more serious discussions about how this could affect our relationship if taken too far, but the line was clear to both of us. We both felt that the experience had brought us closer to each other and made our relationship stronger. She was concerned that I might want to start having sex with other women, but when I explained my point of view again, she accepted that I truly was happy in my role as a faithful cuckold.
There was also the engagement. My proposal had come as a surprise to her, and we hadn't had time to have an engagement party. Her friends wanted to get together to celebrate, and that wasn't the only thing. Her parents insisted on hosting a gathering for both of our families and friends to celebrate their only child's engagement.
It turned out that getting a lot of people, most of them married with small children, to one place at the same time wasn't that easy. So, the party her friends wanted to host turned out to be a dinner at our place. Two of her closest friends, the other one being Jakob's wife Miranda, and a couple of mine, got together one weekend. We ate some good food that we cooked with Tiia, drank some beers, and had a good time.
The women were gossiping in the kitchen most of the night, and we guys were in the living room. Once everyone else had left, it was only me, Jakob, Miranda, and Tiia.
"So, Tiia finally found the man who tamed her and won her heart," Jakob said to me when I opened the last two bottles of beer for us.
"Yeah, it took some compromising, but she finally agreed to settle down."
"That's what marriage is all about... compromises, so get used to it."
"We always thought that she was going to end up with Mike, but they weren't compatible. I saw it from the beginning. Mike was so jealous of her, and with a woman as lively and social as her, the man can't be too jealous," Jakob said.
I couldn't help but wonder if they already knew how lively she really was.
"Well, I'm not the type of man who gets jealous."
At one point, we heard how Miranda exclaimed in a loud voice. "Oh my god! Really? Wow, that's amazing."
We both turned to look at them, but the women just laughed amongst themselves. Although I thought I felt Miranda's gaze on me. The evening was nice and we enjoyed it a lot. Tiia's friends were important to her, so arranging these small gatherings was something I needed to get used to.
After her friends' enthusiasm to arrange a party had been satisfied with food and beer, we had to deal with Tiia's parents. They weren't about to settle for dinner at our place. They wanted a larger spectacle. They sent a list of guests and asked Tiia to send out invitations to come to their home and celebrate our engagement. At first, it felt kind of awkward having them organize everything, but they insisted and took care of all the arrangements.
I was surprised when my parents and even my sister, her husband, and kids were all able to take a weekend off and come with us to their beautiful home.
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When the month turned into February, we traveled to her parents' house. The original plan was to be there on Friday, but Tiia couldn't get a day off from work, so we left early Saturday morning, the same day the party was held.
We were driving along the coast highway when I drove into a pothole on the road. She had been concentrating on her phone, so she screamed, "Oh, my god!" when the car made a little jump.
She laughed at her own reaction. That laugh brought the situation back to my mind, where she had laughed with Miranda in the kitchen. I never got around to asking her what that was all about, and she never said anything about it.
"I never remembered to ask you, what did the two of you talk about at the party with Miranda when everyone else was gone? It left an odd feeling inside me, the way she reacted and then looked at me."
"You sure you want to know?"
"What? Why would you ask me that? Now I want to know more than before. Had something to do with us and our... hobby?"
I was now sure that she had told her. "Did you tell her about me being a cuck?"
It was still a bit difficult for me to accept the idea that other people would know about my kink. Even when things with her first bull, Mike, had gone really well. I guess I feared that it would make me look less of a man.
"She confronted me about Mike. One of her friends had seen me in the nightclub and us leaving together without you. She had witnessed me and Mike kissing in front of the club when we waited for the taxi, so I had no choice but to tell her that I went with him and that he fucked me."
I knew where this was leading. It turned a knot in my stomach.
"So Jakob knows too?"
"No. She promised not to say anything, and she took the cucking thing really well. In fact, she was jealous when I told her about the new year and how you looked me and Mike fuck a second time."
Million thoughts were racing through my head, but when she laid her hand on my crotch and started teasing me, all worries disappeared. I was so easy to manipulate.
"You did enjoy seeing me take Mikes cock, right, baby?" She squeezed my erection.
"You know I did. You looked so beautiful when he was inside you. I want to see it again." I saw my opportunity to entice her. She smiled and kissed me.
"You want to see some other men fuck this pussy, baby?" she raised the hem of her dress and pulled her panties aside so that I could see her cunt.
"Oh, yes... I want to see it and hear it." I noticed myself sliding from the subject at hand.
"Hold on now." I stopped her. "You are leading me astray here."
"You can't blame a girl for trying," she said with a smile.
"So, you're sure she won't tell Jakob?"
I liked Jakob and knew we would be spending time together in the future, and I didn't want things to turn awkward.
