When I was in my mid 20s I met a very very glamorous and hot girl in a nightclub who was 21. I was quickly the envy of my friends who commented that she was ‘out of my league’. She had a great figure and legs that went on forever, people commented that she looked like a young Liz Hurley. She dressed very feminine and sexy, short skirts and heels at least 4” high. I hardly ever saw her in flat shoes. She wore knee high boots and stockings in winter, summer dresses in summer. She loved to be the centre of attention and dressed to attract men.
Whenever we were out she received looks and attention from men. She reigned herself in for the first few months playing the dutiful girlfriend but after a while little by little her true self started to show. She would go out clubbing with her girlfriends, she would ask me to help her pick out her outfit. Whatever I chose she always ignored and chose the sexiest most revealing outfit. If I went to the club with her she would ask me not to stand too close as she did not want to spoil the vibe and give the impression that she is taken. One day she told me she and her friends had met a group of guys and gone back to one of their places to play strip poker and that she had showed a lot. She had an ex boyfriend who was still chasing her. Although she did not encourage him (much?) she never dismissed him, she seemed to like keeping him hanging on hoping they would get back together. One day she went out with him ‘just for a drink to help him get over her’. One Sunday morning she told me she had met someone at a club the night before and she had arranged a date with him and that he was taking her to a mates party. We started to have arguments when I objected to her going out with other men.
She would flirt with my friends in front of me, kissing them my hello and goodbye (lingering kisses on the lips). There was one particular friend of mine who it was obvious she fancied, she did not even try to hide it, she was all over him, it got to a point when other friends were openly commenting about it in front of me. My single friends loved it when she joined the group for nights out.
When we were out together when I left her for a short time (to go to the bar or mensroom), I would frequently return to find her in conversation with a guy. I would stand there waiting for them to finish their conversation, sometimes the guy would run off others stayed to chat ignoring me. In return she was quite jealous and would not entertain me behaving anyway other than completely faithful and monogamous to her. She would get quite cross and jealous if I mentioned or spoke to another woman.
After 18 months it was too much for me, the arguments about her frequent nights out became a regular feature and we broke up. I was too jealous and insecure. I had never heard of cuckolding and don’t remember being turned on by her antics more 18 months of being jealous and humiliated. I don’t want to portray it too negatively we did have some very good times, it was a real emotional rollercoaster with her!
Fast forward a few years and I met someone new (who is now my wife). She was completely faithful and vanilla but I started to get turned on by tales of her being chatted up occasionally (she is also very attractive) and I remember being very turned on when she told me a guy tried it on with her at work. My cuckold fetish grew and grew I started to fantasise and w&@k over my ex girlfriend and the things she got up to in front of me and behind my back (obvious in hindsight). I had a particular fantasy about her and my friend she wanted so badly, imagining him taking her in front of me. Eventually I confessed my cuckold desires to my wife. Luckily although a little shocked at first she was open minded and supportive. Over a few years we have built on my fetish and it has had turned into her cuckolding me although it has all been driven by me encouraging her.
I look back now and wonder how amazing it would have been (from a cuckolding point of view) if I had just gone with the flow and let my original girlfriend cuckold me like she was clearly trying to do. Although I was not into cuckolding then so it would not have worked?
I wonder have I always been a cuckold deep down or did the original ex girlfriend sow the seeds of cuckolding in me that blossomed into full cuckolding with my wife? If I had never met my ex girlfriend would I be a cuckold to my wife now? I suppose I am lucky to have met 2 very attractive but different women!
FUCK MY WIFE!
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