<p>Some women aren’t suited to sleeping around. It’s just not in them to be a cuckoldress that uses another man for his cock and little else. The wannabe cuckolds married to those women don’t have to give up hope though. It’s still possible for the dream to come true, and you’re a testament to that. Much to your dismay, your wife was horrified at the idea of cuckolding you when you brought it up. She didn’t want to be someone’s slut. She didn’t want to be used by a revolving cast of men. </p><p>You apologized for even mentioning it and felt truly terrible, but you misinterpreted her objections. It turns out she was fine with cuckolding you. She just needed it to be about more than sex. She needed to find a boyfriend. Your wife wanted to feel all those good feelings that come when you’re first dating someone. She wanted to be enamored with him, to be lustful for him all day long, to think about him constantly. </p><p>You knew it was risky. You’d read about the perils of a cuckold marriage. You didn’t care. You told your wife to find a boyfriend. You told her to date another man. She did. Your beautiful wife signed up for a dating app and began the hunt. She messaged guys. She flirted over text. She enjoyed a few phone calls before picking the man that would become her boyfriend.</p><p>It wasn’t like when you were dating, of course. She wasn’t looking for a man to settle down with. She was looking for a more advanced version of a fuck buddy, which meant certain things didn’t matter. He didn’t need to be looking for a commitment. If he wasn’t available all the time, that was fine. She had you, after all. You’re her husband and the love of her life. You might not be everything she craves in the bedroom, but no man is perfect and you’re willing to let her step outside the marriage to find the wild satisfaction she craves.</p><p>Your wife understood that. She understood what a wonderful man you are. She understood what a gift you were giving her. That’s why she eagerly returned the favor, giving you so many beautiful gifts of the type that cuckolds crave desperately.</p><p>The first gift was an invitation to be a voyeur for her third date with the new man. They were going to meet at a coffee shop and then go for a walk in the park. A simple date, but one filled with plenty of chances to make out with her new man. She knew you’d jump at the chance to watch her have a little flirty fun with him. You couldn’t say no.</p><p>You found a spot in the corner at the coffee shop 30 minutes before they were to arrive. Your wife walked in first wearing a pair of tight jeans and your favorite sweater. You’d seen the insanely sexy black bra she’d worn under it and she’d already told you he’d be playing with her tits at some point during the date. You couldn’t wait.</p><p>It wasn’t long after they sat together with their cappuccinos that the kissing began. At first it was your wife giving him a peck on the cheek. Then she kissed his neck. Then she was nibbling on his ear lobe. He was trying to resist the urge to make out with her in a coffee shop, but he couldn’t. He turned, their lips met, and in an instant they were kissing in an entirely inappropriate manner for a public space. Things got so hot and heavy an employee came over and asked them to stop.</p><p>Your wife giggled and soon after they slipped out of the shop and were on their way to the park. You’d linked your phones so you could follow her even if they got too far ahead of you, which is why it was easy to find them in a grassy spot under a tree. She’d brought a blanket and they were kissing by the time you arrived and found a spot on a bench with a good view.</p><p>You watched, utterly enraptured, as his hands moved over her body while they kissed. He caressed her legs, squeezed her ass, and rubbed her lower back. His hand deftly moved inside her shirt and up her chest without making it overwhelmingly obvious what he was doing. You could see it though. He was playing with your wife’s perky tits under her sweater. He was groping your wife in public and you loved it.</p><p>Your favorite gift was when she let you listen to her have phone sex with her boyfriend. She put on a beautiful black lace bodysuit and invited you to lie next to her without a stitch of clothing on you. Your wife called her boyfriend – she’d been seeing him for two months at that point – and got right into the naughty fun. He knew why she was calling, after all.</p><p>“I miss your cock, baby,” was the first thing she said to him. It made you stiff as you caressed her soft thighs. She’d given you permission to touch her as long as you promised to stay silent. Her boyfriend knew about you and your love of being a cuckold, but she didn’t want you interrupting her fun with him. “Yeah, you miss my pussy? It misses you. It needs you, baby. I need you. I need you to fuck me,” she said, turning up the heat on her phone sex session right off the bat.</p><p>“No, baby. You know my husband doesn’t give me what I need. You know only you can give me what I need. Only that beautiful cock of yours can give me what I need,” your wife said as she looked into your eyes. She wanted you to take in every word of it. She wanted you to savor that beautiful dose of erotic humiliation.</p><p>She pointed between her legs, silently signaling you to get between them and use your tongue on her pussy. You moved swiftly and pulled aside the strip of lace covering her needy cunt before licking it voraciously. She moaned and urged her boyfriend to fill her, “Yes baby. Put your cock inside me. Put that big dick in my pussy and fuck me!”</p><p>Your cock felt impossibly hard between your legs as you went down on your beautiful wife while she enjoyed a phone sex session with her boyfriend. She’d promised you an orgasm afterwards, so you dutifully licked her clit and slipped a finger inside her. “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Cum inside me, baby. Cum inside me!” That was new. She used condoms with her boyfriend so it was thrilling to hear her beg for a creampie. You nearly came from the light friction of your cock against the bedspread.</p><p>After they’d hung up your wife grabbed hold of your cock and stroked it slowly while kissing you. “Did you like that, honey? Did you like listening to my boyfriend fuck me?” she asked you between sensual kisses. Yes was the only answer. You enjoyed it immensely. “I know you liked when I begged him to cum inside me. I know you want him to fill me with his cum, cuckold.” That was it. You came in her hand, confirming your desire for her to take a creampie without saying a word.</p><p>Now she’s dressed in white lingerie and in your marital bed. The woman you fell in love with looks flawless, but she looks that way for another man. She looks that way for her boyfriend, who’s on his way over. He’ll be there shortly, which means it’s time for you to leave. You haven’t gotten to the point where you get to watch. Instead, she sends you away and spends as long as she wants with her boyfriend. You get a text when she’s done. Then you get to come home and lick her perfect pussy. You wouldn’t have it any other way. You’ve never been happier that your wife has a boyfriend. You’re such a good cuckold husband.</p>