Pam could sense his apprehension as he stood on her doorstep with a bottle of wine in his hand. They smiled and kissed each other on the cheek before Jake followed her inside. She could still feel his apprehension as he followed her into the kitchen; she turned and saw the strange expression on his face as he looked around the kitchen before focussing upon the readily prepared dining table. “Everything okay, Jake?” His fa...

Malcolm had already spotted us from the hotel foyer and came out to greet us. He shook my hand but his eyes were fixed on Becky. He gave her a kiss on the cheek as he shook her hand. As we exchanged pleasantries I observed the two of them closely. Malcolm was the typical male, looking at her breasts first and then lowering his eyes to take in her waist and hips before venturing lower to her shapely legs below the short he...

We sat quietly in our car at the hotel car park for a few minutes. Though neither of us spoke we knew exactly what the other was thinking; we may have only been married three years but we had lived together for five years before that. We knew each other very well. Becky and I could be at different ends of a room and from just a glance we knew what the other one was thinking; we were that close. We may not have been at opp...

I had a few errands in town and I took care of those before going back home. I was missing Mary already. It had been a long time since I felt this way about another woman before. It wasn’t just the sex; exciting as it was. She had a warmth about her as well. I knew that I had to curtail those feelings. I had been down that road before with another married woman that I had been fucking on a regular basis. She was beginning...

Jim turned out to be more nervous than I was. Mary formally introduced us and we shook hands. His handshake was limp despite having large calloused hands. “How about getting us a drink darling?” Mary asked him, “Bill will have a red wine.” Jim edged away nervously looking at us standing there holding hands. I could hardly imagine just how it might feel to see your wife standing there holding hands with another man. I knew...

It was by pure chance that I went into that Hairdresser’s salon that evening. Normally I prefer to go to the Gents Hairdressers. Call me old fashioned, but I think men are better at cutting men’s hair than women. That evening, however, my regular barber was on holiday and I was in desperate need of a trim. I had a meeting with some investors the next day and I wanted to look my best. A few yards down the high street I cau...

“Bitch!” Sara said looking at her friend’s smiling face. “You look like a cat that’s been at the cream.” Sharon grinned. “All night,” she replied, “all night long.” “Bitch. Bitch. Double Bitch,” Sara responded before smiling back. Sharon reached across and held her hand. “Awww, you still having problems?” she asked. The two women had known each other for many years having been friends since childhood. Though they drifted...

Sandy reached across with the half full wine bottle and held it over her husband’s glass, “More wine, darling?” she asked him. Bill nodded. He liked a good Shiraz and she had chosen his favourite for their quiet dinner. The children were with their grandparents for the night so it was just the two of them. They didn’t get many nights alone like this. They had busy lives running a family business as well as parenting, whic...

Tom swore loudly as he watched, from his vantage point of the staircase window of his block of bedsit flats, the youth running down the path towards the back gate. The youth turned round to look up at him as he opened the gate. Tom clenched his fist and shook it at him. “Fucking students!” He swore. Sometimes they could be more trouble than they were worth. Most left their bedsits in a mess when they finished their course...

I think it only right and proper that I put you fully in the picture about Tim’s story. I also need to tell you the truth about Abe and me. Tim is now fully in the picture and wants me to share this with you all. The first thing to tell you is that Abe and I actually got together a few weeks before Tim’s account of our first coupling. Some of you more observant readers may have guessed that already. The fact that I could...

Nobody was more surprised than me when I pulled the cotton bud from Abe’s hand to find the end shortened. Trish gave a faint smile but Abe looked decidedly disappointed. I had won. I would decide how and when the cuckolding story would end. Trish sat down on the edge of the bed beside me and rested her hand on my thigh, “I suppose this is where the story ends then?” She said. I could sense the disappointment in her voice....

When we arrived back home I half expected Trish and Abe to head straight upstairs to the bedroom, but they didn’t. Trish took my hand and led me into the sitting room while Abe went upstairs alone. Trish closed the door and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was more than welcome. I was nervous as well as hurting with jealousy. “I love you Tim," she told me. I ran my hand down her back feeling the outline of he...

The whole thing seemed so bizarre, there was sex but no sex was taking place. I followed the two of them from the bathroom into the bedroom: Trish lead the way pressing her towel against the front of her body. Abe followed, naked and sporting an erection, and I was behind them both. Both mine and Abe’s eyes were fixed on Trish’s pert bottom, naked and wet, as it moved with each step she took. Both of us had erections, alt...

I had shopped many times with Trish for underwear. There is something deliciously exciting about standing next to your beautiful wife as she chooses something sexy to wear just for you. Watching her holding it against her body and looking at you with that ‘Well, what do you think?’ look in her eye. She did it again that Saturday but when she held garments up against her it was a ‘Well, what do you think about this for him...

Nothing I had read from the accounts of cuckolded husband prepared me for the next ten days. I had read many first time cuckolding accounts but none really seemed to give me a full insight into what I would go through. I knew the moment that I got off the bed wearing my new attachment, that things were never going to be the same again. Trish was already racing ahead of me and setting a pace that I just couldn’t keep up wi...