Cuckolding as a Solution, Part 3
I invite another guy over and learn that my husband is definitely gay
I walked out of the bathroom, naked after a shower, and saw my husband, John, lying on the bed. He, too, was naked and his cock was hard. My eyes widened for a second, then my shoulders slumped. I knew he must be thinking about something else or someone else. We hadn’t had sex in five months. We’d watched each other masturbate, but we didn’t touch, didn’t kiss, didn’t really do a damn thing together. “What are you thinkin...