The way i viewed my young wife changed forever when she allowed me to watch her being "seduced" by my best friend, her way of telling me she wanted a lover and to gauge my reaction, sure i would be receptive. He was very experienced and it taught me what a wild ...... my wife was and what a poor inexperienced lover i was, i knew then i couldn’t compete...or sexually satisfy her.
Her later admission that she had in between having two children always had a lover hurt me, yet turned me on too, so we acknowledged that i was already her cuck husband and that’s how she wanted it to be, if i agreed.
She was/is a women with two sides to her personality, one a professional, ...... and loving wife so vanilla that nobody would know of her sexual desires, in this mode even i struggled to believe this homely quiet women could click her mind and so embrace debauchery and with another man.
Sober she used to sneer at porn or affairs as dirty and disgusting, hiding behind drink she becomes more open and honest about her desires, as she has said, what she says in drink is what she means, there are no drink fuelled comments regretted later, that is my steer as to what she would like, her desire list.
It also taught me that whilst we are both very dominant people, sexually we are both sexually submissive.
She wanted me to source her lovers, find suitable men for a long term sexual relationship for her, then i would be involved too, no more cheating, she didn’t like it!!.
She refuses to meet a chap without me or flirt or accept any flirtation at work or in her "normal" life. She had several long term lovers that i got to know well, though i wasn’t involved sexually with them or her whilst she was with them. Friends with benefits as they call it, no communication directly with her but when they were free for a night every month or so i put this to her and she simply says Yes OK, or offers another date to skirt around the kids.
In between lovers for a while she suggested i find another lover for us to meet.
I chatted to a chap called R, on MSN before mentioning him, she said well if you want to we can briefly meet him.
I arranged a pub meet and we arrived on time, he was going to text us when he did, he didn’t. Sat in the pub was a small thin, scruffy chap and we looked at him, she was annoyed saying i hope that isn’t him, with no texts i hope not too so we left. She was angry with me on the way home.
The following day a MSN from him, it was he, he had forgotten his phone. He went on to write the best bullshit i had ever heard, how he knew it was us, my wife oozed sexiness and he could tell she was very, very sexually adventurous just by looking at her, a women seeking sexual debauchery and to expand her kinky mind, something he could provide. He continued as we exchanged messages that he was into BDSM and could tell she would submit her body and mind to him immediately. Yeah yeah. It was interesting yet funny BS.
He said he couldn’t read me as i was very masculine but by bringing my wife to a meet knew i was actually sexually submissive.
She didn’t even like him, so i definitely wasn’t going to mention him again, what he said cemented that certain.
That weekend still listening and laughing at this chaps crap and fantasies she shocked me by asking if id heard back from him, Yes i had and i confirmed it was the chap we had seen, he was no good, telling her the odd bit of his BS, then i was shocked to the core as she said...go on lets meet him then, he sounds interesting.
This would be a strange meet but i arranged it anyway, sat in front of him he was actually a nice interesting gentle chap and we got on, no mention of BDSM or anything sexual good. As happens once we’ve met a chap i normally after say 15 minutes go for a long wee or walk to give them time to chat.
I returned and as i was about to resume my seat, my wife said: R has been telling me he is into bondage, she continued he has something to show me and as she said this they both stood up, she finished by saying i won’t be long get yourself another drink...... text you.
They kissed and held hands as they disappeared down the corridor to the attached hotel WTF.
Now my mind was unhinged, i was disorientated mentally, no way had she seen him before so WTF. Nor could she access our messages...WOW.
I didn’t get another drink my mind was so confused, i went for a walk, soon after received a message from her phone, saying she was OK and an attached picture of my wife laid on a hotel bed tied to it, legs tied and open.
It wasn’t long before another picture and message, can you pick me up in the morning. Good night ...... well. Shock wasn’t the word.
I couldnt and never understood how he could read her so well in an vanilla setting as she stood and sat in a pub wearing such sexy items as a jumper, tight jeans and boots, an assessment after 15 minutes. Yet one that turned out to be 100% accurate, he knowing my wifes sexuality obviously better than i did.
Changed the way you see your wife?
Well you could say that.