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My wife cheated on me at her friend’s wedding (I had to work that wknd, so she’d gone without me).
I was completely blind-sided when she confessed and scared she was going to leave me. I even made excuses for her, like, “it’s a wedding, lots of drinking, I get it.” And I let her frame it as a drunken one-night stand, even though she’d spent the whole weekend in the guy’s hotel room.
I had no idea about my cuckold tendencies until she told me, but very quickly I was jerking, envisioning the guy fucking my wife.
My wife had been one of the bridesmaids, and all her old college sorority BFFs were there. I was always a bit intimidated by them – hot, big-titted thirty-something girls who liked to party, but with a cliquish/superior attitude and who I always felt insecure around.
All her friends would’ve seen my wife out on the dance floor with the guy. And far from intervening and saying, “but you’re married”, they’d have told my wife “go for it!” and encourage her to go back to the guy’s room.
And my wife no doubt shared the details with them afterwards. So, they all knew a lot more about my wife’s fuck-fest weekend than me.
Which made it awkward as hell, whenever I had to see my wife’s friends out socially. Knowing they knew I knew my wife got fucked, and that I just accepted it. Like a cuck would.
My wife even told me, that one of them said they were impressed by how maturely I had handled it. But in truth, I’m sure they viewed me as a complete beta-pussy.
Whenever I learned her friends would be coming in town, I would look at her pictures of her friends, and jerk off, imagining them belittling me.
I’d stare at my wife’s BFF’s big tits in her bikini, and imagine her voice: “She cucked you real good that weekend. And you were so oblivious. As she sucked his cock while you talked to her on the phone. As he came on her face as you told her you love her.”
Which all made me even more intensely insecure when I met them. Or when I was shaking hands with her friend’s boyfriend, who likely also knew how my wife had publicly cucked me.
We divorced a couple years ago, and I have a new girlfriend now, and have to deal with a bunch of her 20-something friends who also intimidate me.
And if my new gf were to cheat on me, part of me would likely get off to knowing her friends knowing.
But I could never deal with anyone else knowing. Certainly not my guy friends, or my work peeps, or any family members. That would change everything. And what scares me about ever being openly cuckolded in real life.
I was completely blind-sided when she confessed and scared she was going to leave me. I even made excuses for her, like, “it’s a wedding, lots of drinking, I get it.” And I let her frame it as a drunken one-night stand, even though she’d spent the whole weekend in the guy’s hotel room.
I had no idea about my cuckold tendencies until she told me, but very quickly I was jerking, envisioning the guy fucking my wife.
My wife had been one of the bridesmaids, and all her old college sorority BFFs were there. I was always a bit intimidated by them – hot, big-titted thirty-something girls who liked to party, but with a cliquish/superior attitude and who I always felt insecure around.
All her friends would’ve seen my wife out on the dance floor with the guy. And far from intervening and saying, “but you’re married”, they’d have told my wife “go for it!” and encourage her to go back to the guy’s room.
And my wife no doubt shared the details with them afterwards. So, they all knew a lot more about my wife’s fuck-fest weekend than me.
Which made it awkward as hell, whenever I had to see my wife’s friends out socially. Knowing they knew I knew my wife got fucked, and that I just accepted it. Like a cuck would.
My wife even told me, that one of them said they were impressed by how maturely I had handled it. But in truth, I’m sure they viewed me as a complete beta-pussy.
Whenever I learned her friends would be coming in town, I would look at her pictures of her friends, and jerk off, imagining them belittling me.
I’d stare at my wife’s BFF’s big tits in her bikini, and imagine her voice: “She cucked you real good that weekend. And you were so oblivious. As she sucked his cock while you talked to her on the phone. As he came on her face as you told her you love her.”
Which all made me even more intensely insecure when I met them. Or when I was shaking hands with her friend’s boyfriend, who likely also knew how my wife had publicly cucked me.
We divorced a couple years ago, and I have a new girlfriend now, and have to deal with a bunch of her 20-something friends who also intimidate me.
And if my new gf were to cheat on me, part of me would likely get off to knowing her friends knowing.
But I could never deal with anyone else knowing. Certainly not my guy friends, or my work peeps, or any family members. That would change everything. And what scares me about ever being openly cuckolded in real life.
