To those that have been following my journey, I thank you. I apologise for not updating you I a while. Life has just got in the middle of things. Herewith a long overdue update. This might be long and I’m sorry if it bores you.

F and Andrew are still seeing each other. I am still travelling for work. I am away from home for approximately two weeks at a time and home for about a week. F has taken to spending just about every weekend that I am away with Andrew and he often now spends some nights with her at our house. In our bed. He has also on the odd occasion, picked F up from home while I have been there to take her to dinner. As before, I am expected to be the gentleman and accept him in our home. Make him feel welcome and offer them drinks before they leave.

As I write this, it may sound like I am bitter about the situation, but to be honest, I am very happy for F, and me (in some strange way). I am happy that F is being entertained by a really nice man. He is a gentleman, he treats her well and of course the sex for F is good. F from time to time, still leaves me her panties to, in her own words, “do what you want with them, smell them, wear them, sleep with them, but that is as close as you are going to get to my VJ”. Sounds bitchy I know, but it is so me, so much of what I wanted and now have.

A month or so ago our relationship opened a new door and, I guess, showed my true colours as a cuckold. Andrew had come around and picked F up for dinner. It was a week night and Andrew told me that they would not be late. He had a business dinner and wanted to have F with him so that he was not the only single man at the table. F, as always looked stunning. Her dress was short enough to show her gorgeous legs, but long enough not to look trashy. Stiletto heels, hair done beautifully, makeup just right for night time dates and painted nails etc. Just gorgeous from head to toe.

Anyway, it was after midnight when he dropped her off. I heard then saying goodnight at the door and I heard F taking off her shoes and walking to the bedroom. I was still awake, watching some rubbish on TV. She put her shoes and bag down and gave me the biggest smile. She spun around on her toes and laughed and said “thank you baby, that was the best night I have had in years”. She slipped out of her dress and as it pooled around her feet, F bent over to kiss me. As she did, I pulled her over onto the bed and kissed her. I could smell Andrew’s cologne on her. We kissed passionately for a bit, and then F said she needed to go shower and get ready for bed. I just held her down. I looked at her in her eyes and kissed her again. I told her how much I loved her, and how happy I was for her.

I kissed her neck and started to move down her to her breasts. F gave my hand a squeeze and said that she needed to go shower. I carried on kissing her and licking little circles of love all over her. I passed down past her breasts and to her tummy. This time F took my head between my hands and said, “babe, I really need to go shower first”. I carried on.

F started to giggle, her nervous giggle and said to me, G, I’m not clean, I need to shower before you go any further.

To this day, I don’t know what came over me, but I ignored her words. I looked up at her and just said, “F I love you, I don’t care.” I moved so that I was between her legs, she tried to keep them closed and giggled more, she put her hands on my head again and said, “G….listen to me, Andrew and I have just had sex, I am not clean.” I ignored her and moved down. I hooked her lacy black panties in my figures and slid them off. F actually lifted her hips to help me, although she now denies doing it.

Her scent hit me like a cricket batt. Her perfectly shaved (sorry about the language) pussy was red and puffy and just so wet. I put my mouth over her and started to kiss my wife where Andrew had recently put his dick. I feasted on my wife and brought her to an amazing orgasm. It was her third for the night, so she told me later. I have never experienced anything like it. F tasted like absolute heaven. The mixture of their love making was pleasure beyond description.

We both fell asleep after that in each others arms. I woke up in the morning to find F in the shower. We both left for work shortly after that so we never really had time to talk. At around lunch time I got the following text

F – Hey babe, you ok?

Me – absolutely, why you ask?

F – last night – lol

Me – what about last night? Something happen with you and Andrew?

F – no silly, what we did, what you did….

Me -  Oh, that, sorry….It was the best experience of my life. I loved it

F – G…but I was not clean, you understand me…Andrew and I had sex, he came inside me.

Me – Yes babe, I understand, and I understood last night too. I just chose to ignore it. I don’t know why

F – It was a little embarrassing, but also kinda hot

Me – it was for me too

F – Maybe it true….

Me – whats that?

F – maybe you are a true cuckold after all.

Me – I think so

F – I think there are some changes coming for you. We will talk

Me – changes? What do you mean?

F – we’ll talk cucky

Me – ok, love you, and I love being your cuckold.

F – Oh, I love you too.

(I have copied the above text exchange from my phone, so what you’ve read is what was said)

More to come.