After our hotel adventure, Danielle and I knew we had to keep moving forward. She had told me about her cheating. I had heard her screwing a stranger and I had seen another man's cum oozing from her freshly plowed pussy. I knew we had come to the point where I had to see her get laid by another man. Or maybe men. My idea came quickly. Our gardener Jorge mows our lawns weekly. He is a stocky, muscular guy in his fifties an...

After Danielle's confession, our sex went to a new level. We were on each other like teenagers. We explored new experiences. We fucked in our backyard, where neighbors could have seen us from their second floor. On one drive, we found a secluded road, stripped naked, and I bent her over the hood of the car and gave her a good screwing. It went on for a month or so like that. I asked her about Jeff at work, and she told me...

I never knew I was a cuckold until it happened. My wife and I are in our late 30s and the marriage was going through a rough spell. A little too much arguing and a lot too little fucking. Still, I never would have imagined Danielle looking elsewhere in a million years. It came to a head with an argument about money and suddenly she just blurted it out: "I've been cheating on you for more than a month." At first I thought...