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 Like you, most of our friends are 'normal' and think
>that we are too.  Actually, I find it quite exciting
>leading the sort of 'double life' that I do.  The
>other night, for example, my husband and I were at a
>dinner party given by one of our neighbours who are
>close 'normal' friends.  As we engaged in the usual
>small talk, my mind was on the fucking I was going to
>get later from one of my boyfriends who was waiting at
>home for us.
>
>I keep my kinky friends quite separate from my
>'normal' friends.  I have a job which can involve a
>certain amount of travel and that's when I usually
>pick up my boyfriends - and girlfriends too,
>occasionally.  The woman I told you about who likes to
>watch her husband getting fucked by one of her lovers,
>I met on a business trip.
>
>This 'double life' of ours began about three years ago
>when for the first time in seventeen years of
>marriage, I was unfaithful to my husband.  It happened
>at a conference I had been attending in York.  A one
>night stand.  I never saw the man again but I had
>never been so well fucked by my husband as I was that
>night and I knew then that it would not be the last
>time that I would be getting my knickers down for
>another man.
>
>Over the following three months, I went to bed with
>seven different men before my husband discovered that
>I was cheating on him.  Apparently, some mate of his
>from work saw me in a country pub with someone and
>blew the whistle on me.
>
>A few days later when I came home from the office, he
>asked me if it was true.  Had I been out with another
>man?  His face was white and he was trembling with
>emotion.  I decided to tell the truth and said that I
>had.
>
>He was devastated and even now, I can see his face as
>he asked that crucial, heart-bursting question:
>
>'Did he....shag you?'
>
>I took a deep breath and ran my tongue over my lips.
>Then looking him straight in the eye, I said:
>
>'Yes, darling.  He did.'
>
>I wasn't prepared for what happened next.
>
>I was sitting on a chair in the kitchen.  He fell to
>his knees, buried his head in my lap and began to cry
>like a baby.
>
>He thought that I was going to leave him and began
>pleading with me.  I sensed my opportunity.  I began
>to stroke his hair.
>
>'No, I'm not going to leave you darling,' I said
>quietly.  'But I am going to see him again.'
>
>'Are you in love with him?' he asked, looking up at me
>through his tears.
>
>'No,' I said.  'But I like going to bed with him.  And
>I'm going to do it again.'
>
>And that was it.  From then on, I knew that I could
>cuckold him anytime I liked.  And when I went upstairs
>to change, their was a delicious warm glow spreading
>out from my very wet knickers.
>
>That night in bed, I told him everything.  About the
>men.  How they had shagged me and how much bigger and
>better thay had all been compared to him.
>
>His jealousy and humiliation were very real and it
>gave me a buzz to know that I could treat him like
>this.  But he was also very excited and as I spoke to
>him, I stroked his erection and wanked him off slowly
>until he spunked over my hand.
>
>Our relationship has moved on a great deal since then.
>It soon became obvious that my infidelity was a
>manifestation of his deep rooted need to be punished
>and humiliated and I was more than happy to meet those
>needs.
>
>It was a short step from there to move on to corporal
>punishment and the first time that I held a cane in my
>hand, I knew that I was going to enjoy it.
>
>I will tell you more if you want but I really have to
>go now.  In the meantime, I would love to hear more
>about your own marriage arrangements and how you two
>discovered each others real self.

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