It was now Friday and we sat opposite at the breakfast table. Tension of sorts was definitely in the air. We'd been making meaningless small talk all morning and I don't think either had slept particular well."So what are your plans today?" I askedShe gave a small giggle, "I'm quite busy actually, I'm having a bikini wax at eleven, a pedicure at two and then I'm going clothes shopping""Do you mean underwear shopping?" I a...

So, three days had now passed since this all happened. We'd been slightly awkward with each other, her eager to please and clearly remorseful, me still a bit head in the clouds and confused. To be cuckolded was my fantasy but that was it, a fantasy. I just wasn't sure and still couldn't define whether the overall sensation when I thought I about it was pleasure or pain. One thing I did know, however, was I needed more det...

I am writing this story in attempt to process my thoughts. It is (perhaps unfortunately) completely true other than I have changed the names. I am a forty-three year old successful businessman, my wife Sarah is a thirty-seven year old in the medical profession. We have one child and a generally very happy life.Our sex life is pretty good, it has of course lost much of the intensity and frequency of the early days and it h...