it was the best night of her life
There was a time, even after she had begun cuckolding you regularly, when your wife would still very occasionally have sex with you, but even those infrequent "pity sex" sessions stopped a few months ago, and now she and her boyfriend see each other at least three nights each week, while you have to live pussy free and often alone.
Another cuckold gave me the idea of purchasing my wife wedding lingerie to wear on her romantic weekend away with him. Celebrating their dating anniversary. "I love you" he whispered to her. "I love you too" she responded. After that they couldn't stop telling each-other. Between each kiss, while they made love, after each time they fucked. As they kissed at over dinner at the restaurant. The pause to say it again as they walked by the river and kissed and made out. It aroused me at home, then she messaged me how perfect he is. That he told her he loves her like a hundred times. I asked if she said it back. "Yes, like a hundred times." Feeling my heartbeat quicken, like it was being ripped out. Like a cuckold, I told her that I am happy she is having so much fun, and is happy and in love with him. She came back to me, but she is still in love with him and he her. Only a cuckold would have done what I did, to encourage his own wife to find new love and have it feel so fucking arousing.
She always knows how to tap the cuckold in me. Now I jerk off to the thought of his arrogance fucking my wife