I find it fascinating that I can use a wife as my fuck toy, anytime, anything. And she, I and cuckie can chat over coffee.
Though there are times I’d have her blowing me under the table, while he and I chit chat
I also find it fascinating that my wife's dynamic with every Bull is very different. With her boyfriend, he can say or do things that would find most other men out the door. But their relationship is very special and different from many others. What they have works for them at some level.
For many people, the Lifestyle would be something they could not do. I know most people could not ever understand what we do or enjoy. You mention chit-chatting with the cuck. I have done that many times. My wife had a Bull over a few weeks ago, and he and I sat and talked for an hour before he and my wife went into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. For the next hour and a half, I picked up around the house and cleaned the kitchen. I could hear the sounds of sex from the room, and when it had been silent for a period of time, I knocked at the door and entered to find them making out. My wife looked up at me and smiled, and told me Matt's big dick had given her so many orgasms they both needed water and asked me to get them some.
I returned, and Matt was back inside my wife with her legs over his shoulders. He was going hard, and my wife was grunting and had her hands around his upper back, holding him tightly. I grabbed coasters, put the two glasses of water on the bedside table, and then watched them. My wife had several climaxes over the next twenty minutes, and then Matt told her he was going to cum again. When Matt's body went rigid, and he shot his load into my wife, she had an incredible orgasm with him.
My wife told me it was incredible, and she drank the water and lay in the bed, partially dozing off. Matt got up, and he and I talked, with me standing there two feet from him while his cock dripping with his and my wife's juices and cum. Matt does have a very impressive cock, both in width and length. Matt walked into the bathroom and stood with the door open and me at the door as he got into the linen closet, grabbed a washcloth, and washed his cock clean. He told me he had just bought a new Ram dually one-ton truck and said he wanted to show it to me before he left. He then walked over to the bed, kissed my wife, said goodbye, and got dressed while we talked. We walked out, and he showed me his truck and then left. He told me he has worn a condom when my wife wanted it in her ass, and afterward, before he got in her pussy he pulled the condom off, and it got lost in the sheets in case I found it.
Back inside, my wife was sleeping and leaking his cum. I cleaned the drops of dried cum off the floor that went from the bedside to the bathroom and then retrieved the discarded condom and put it in the trash.
The next morning Matt texted me, thanking me for letting him spend time with my wife. He wrote, "She is the hottest fuck I have been with, and it is always incredible to be with her. Thanks bro, I owe you a bottle of wine, what you want for the next time I am over?"
Not many other people understand this entire way of life.