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bout 12 years ago, just before we were married, my wife met a guy at
   her gym that she was obviously attracted to. She mentioned him
   frequently and seemed to always be at the gym when he was there and
   she said that he had asked her out twice. Although we had at the time
   a fairly active D/s relationship (w/her Dom), sharing her was only a
   fantasy that we discussed once in a while. I ased her if this was a
   guy she would like to fuck. She answered to the affirmitive, but only
   if our relationship would not be harmed in any way. I thought about it
   (for about ten seconds), said "no problem" and a cuckold was born !
   The next time she saw him, he asked her out again, she accepted for
   the following Saturday to meet at a local bar. When she came home she
   made a short shopping list for me. She wanted me to purchase a very
   short skirt she had admired at the mall and a tiny white lace thong
   panty she saw at Fredricks, which I of course did.
   When Saturday came, I was beside myself with excitement. My stomach
   felt like it was turning flip-flops all day. About a half hour before
   she was to leave, she told me to come up to the bedroom. She put on
   and modeled the panties, asking me if I thought he would like them.
   She then put on the short skirt, bending over to show me how easily
   they were seen and saying she was going to be certain her date was
   going to get a good view at the bar. She then put on a white tee-shirt
   w/o a bra that left little to the imagination. With a quick kiss and a
   "I'll probably be home late." she left.
   I spent the next few hours in "cuckold agony", wondering what she was
   doing and if they were going to have sex. Then the clock slowly turned
   past 4, then 5, and ultimately 7 hours since she left when she finally
   pulled into the driveway. By this time my heart was beating very
   fast,I was sweating and breathing hard.
   She entered the bedroom and the thing I remember about it now, all
   these years later was the smell. I could smell the sex across the
   room. She smelled of the sweat and lust of an other man. She undressed
   and I noticed she was not wearing the panties. I asked her about them
   and she said he had liked them so much he kept them and hung them on
   his bed post. Then she crawled into bed. I was on her like a flash,
   but she quickly
   rebuffed me. She said she was sore, thoroughly fucked and probably
   wouldn't want sex from me for a while. She said he had fingered her at
   the bar, she sucked his cock in the parking lot and then they went to
   his apartment and fucked for four hours.He had cum in her (this was
   pre-aids) three times. She then promptly fell asleep. I don't think I
   slept a wink.
   From that point on our lives changed. We became even more involved in
   a D/s relationship with me happily spoiling and pleasing her and she
   teasing and humiliating me with her affairs. For the both of us, the
   past 12 years of this activity has been a lot of fun and hopefully
   will continue to be so.
   I will write more about our experiences in the future.

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