Ok…I’m back for a while. Finding an alternative blog site is harder than I thought. I will continue here for a while until I find a suitable alternative that suits the theme or I am asked to stop journaling here for the same reason. I need somewhere safe to keep my diary so to speak….

Not too much has happened over the past few weeks. F and I have had a long serious talk about her being with another man. I have told her that I am totally ok with it, as long as it remains sexual between them. I told her that I did worry that emotions could come into play and that could and would change the dynamic.

F agreed on both fronts and said that the latter was her biggest fear. She said that he is the type of man that she could fall for. F did however mention that he is not looking for a long-term relationship, because of his business commitments, but liked to have female company from time to time.

I joked with her that essentially, he is looking for a bit on the side without having to make commitments, to which she said, it was pretty much what we (she) wanted also. True that….

We discussed her dates at length. She told me how he made her feel and how she enjoyed his company. F told me that he is a big well-built man and that when he holds her, she feels safe and totally enveloped by him. I found out that he’s name is Andrew a and that he owns an Engineering Consultancy that F’s company deals with. They met at work and have been in each other’s company many times. For some reason or another, they have always respected each other’s private life.

On a few occasions he had asked her to lunch and she was quite taken aback, but flattered at the same time. F always turned the invitations down, for obvious reasons, but after our conversation about her finding a lover, she had been giving him a lot of thought. Then one day at the office, they were chatting after a meeting and he asked her out again. She told him that she would think about it and let him know. After our night together, her last-ditch attempt to get me hard I guess, she decided to take him up on the offer. F phoned him the next day and said that she would love to join him for dinner, not lunch if he was ok with that to which he agreed. And that essentially brings us to where we are now.

Thursday evening 17/12/20

F and I were busy cleaning up after dinner. Its our usual ritual. If F cooks, I clean up, but we always stand and chat in the kitchen. I was washing dishes and F was standing leaning against the counter. Her phone pings for a new message. F reads it and blushes and turns away to read it again. She replied and then turned to me and said, “that was Andrew, he wants to know if you would be ok if he took me to dinner tomorrow night. I told him you were home and that I would ask you.” My heart skipped a beat. I looked at her, F was looking excited, but had apprehension in her eyes. I took her hand and said well I don’t think we have any plans, so, if you are comfortable, then yes it would be ok with me.

She replied to his text. F later showed me the conversation

F – It would be great to have dinner. G is ok with it.

Andrew – That’s excellent, I can pick you up if you like

F – Maybe I should just meet you there

Andrew – that’s ok, but I would like to pick you up. I would like to meet G

F – would that not make things a bit strange?

Andrew – I would like to meet him sometime anyway, so why not. If G is ok with that of course

F – I suppose you are right. You are taking his wife out for dinner after all..lol

Andrew – what if its more than just dinner this time

F – Mmmnnn slow down mister,

Andrew – what do you mean, I was talking about taking a walk along the foreshore….lol

F – sure you were. Lol, that sounds nice

Andrew - perfect, I will pick you up at 7:30. Wear something nice, its an up market place that I know.

F – Sounds perfect. See you tomorrow

Friday evening, I lay on the bed watching F get ready for her date with Andrew. I was in a crazed state of jealousy and confusion. Ready to put a stop to all this, but I just couldn’t do it to F. She was so excited. On the outside anyway. I found out later she was a bundle of nerves.

The doorbell rang at 7:30 sharp. F asked me to let Andrew in and to bring him through to the lounge. He is a big man. He stands way taller than me and much broader across the shoulders. Nicely chiselled face with strong features. Greying black hair.  When he shook my hand, it was like shaking hands with a giant.

We made small take and then he looked at me. He asked me if it was ok if he took my wife to dinner. I obviously said yes. He then walked across the room and put his arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. He looked at me and, with a grin on his face said, “I promise to look after F and will try not be too late.”

I told them both to enjoy themselves and not to worry about the time. I gave F a little kiss on the cheek and told her to have fun.

To make a long story short, F got home well after 1am. I’ll elaborate in my next journal, but safe to say, as of the 18/12/2020 I am officially now a cuckold. I am travelling at the moment and will be away for new year. I will try play catch up with the details soon.