I Got Asked Out On A Date Today, Honey. He Knows I'm Married, He Asked Anyway. I Said Yes.

You messaged her in the morning after a sleepless night to ask how it went with her bull? "Good morning, how was your night with him?"

Time went by pretty slow for you all evening. Taking care of the kids, feeding them dinner, putting them to bed. Thinking about your wife out with another man, probably being fucked.

In bed you were turned on but couldn't sleep so you finally gave in and jacked off thinking about her with him. Imaging your sexy wife being fucked by another man. You even opened tumblr and porn hub looking at images of women being fucked by studs with much larger cocks than you have. Your wife has told you how much she loves the way he stretches her pussy, that his cock isn't super long, of course longer than yours, maybe 7 inches or a little more. But he is thick, and she loves that, it makes her whole body feel full and stretched when he is fucking her. His cock makes her orgasm almost immediately. She has told you he has the perfect cock for her body. So the sun is up, you watched it rise, since you couldn't sleep. You are only thinking about her. Angst and pleasure are starting to mix, it has been so long since she contacted you. You haven't heard from her since she messaged you she arrived at his house yesterday evening. It is difficult, you try not to message her, try not to interrupt her time with him. You don't want to seem desperate or needy. But you can't help it. You are desperate and needy so you message her early in the morning. You don't hear back from her. The time slows again, the hours tick off. She isn't thinking about you, yes she still loves you and is grateful you encouraged her to go to him. It is him she is thinking about though as the sun wakes her up at 8am. You were up and texting her at 6am. She feels giddy, excited. Last night was amazing. The dinner out. More than that the sex. How he fucked her right when she walked through the door. How they kissed and felt like a couple at dinner. Feeling his cock in her mouth as he drove them back to his place. The way he fucked her hard and rough as soon as they returned. How after they laid together talking, he making her giggle, her making him laugh. That comfortable connection. Then it turned into soft and passionate kissing. Long slow thrust in and out of her as they made love. His hand rested gently on her face, their eyes locked, searching each other's thoughts in the dim glow of the room. The silence between them was heavy, filled with unspoken emotions. It felt right, undeniably so. He took a chance, his voice low and filled with confidence. "God, I love you," he said, the words hanging in the air like a confession.

She paused, just for a second, caught off guard yet swept up in the passion of the moment. Her feelings for him were real, undeniable. She breathed out softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "God, I love you too," she said, before collapsing into his arms, their lips meeting in another passionate kiss.

The night unfolded like a dream, the words "I love you" spoken again and again between gasps of pleasure and quiet whispers. As the sun rose, casting light into the room, she rolled on top of him, her excitement palpable. With a big smile, she told him, "I’m so in love with you." Her body pressed against his, and they made love again.

Back at home, the hours stretched on. By 10 a.m., you still hadn’t heard from her, the kids up watching TV, your room filled with silence.

In their shared bed, they lay cuddling each other, discussing what might come next. She tracing her fingers on his chest as she spoke, her voice conflicted yet honest. "I still love him. I want to be with him. But I’m in love with you too." Her words raw, unpolished, as if she were piecing together her emotions in real-time. "Maybe we just take it a day at a time," she suggested, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "This is all so new to me."

He nodded, pulling her closer. "I understand," he said gently. "I love you. I just want to be with you as much as I can." He reminded her you are a cuckold and are into her with other men. They laughed. She placed her head on him, "but I wasn't supposed to fall in love with another man."

It wasn’t until a little after 11 that your phone finally buzzed with her message.

"An amazing night and morning! We have a lot to talk about. On my way home. Thanks for encouraging me to stay with him. I can't wait to do it again soon. Love you."

Bonjour à tous cocu de 40 ans ma femme 32 ans en couple je suis cocu chaste et elle est amoureuse de son amant

Hello to all cuckold of 40 years my wife 32 years in couple I am a pussyfree cuckold and she is in love with her lover

My wife and I are still together. It was supposed to be our night together though. She made up a lie and I agreed. Turned out she wanted to be with him that night instead of me. So much so she would lie to get what she wanted. The funny thing is, even if she was honest, I would have let her go. Probably even got excited and encouraged it. It was painful yes. Arousing? More so than if she had been honest. More so than I can explain. She is perfect.

She knows you are a cuckold and it turns you on. So she can say it to you with a smile on her face. She can enjoy the emotions she feels for him and how much it arouses and scares you. She knows you will support her decision to be his.

She still loves you, but as her bond with her boyfriend deepens, that love is shifting. It’s not just the incredible sex they share, but the time, connection, and emotional intimacy they’re building together.

As a cuckold, you were raised with monogamous values, yet you've given her permission, and even encouragement to be with other men sexually. Enjoyed her being the slut you fantasize about and love.  In doing so, you’ve remained monogamous while inviting her into a non-monogamous life. That contrast creates a unique dynamic, one that challenges the very foundation of traditional love and partnership.

It can be hard at first to understand how your wife could fall in love with another man. How she can still love you and be in love with him. The angst, humiliation, feelings of insecurity and fear of her leaving you cloud your thinking. Even more the arousal you feel, how you jack off thinking about her with him. The way it makes you feel even more inadequate knowing he is fucking her better than you ever could and it is him she is desiring to fulfill that need while at the same time he is fulfilling other needs you used to. There are many kinds of love. Unconditional love we have for our children. Platonic love we have for friends who are there for you for support and encouragement the same way you are for them. There is compassionate love, being kind to people as a whole. And of course self love. The type of love and confidence a wife gains when she cuckolds her husband and learns she has her own freedom. Freedom to dress how she wants, flirt, have fun, see and do what ever she desires. 

The way we love our primary partner. That romantic and passionate love where you  desire just being with someone. That person you have a strong physical attraction to and chemistry that gives you that sexual fulfillment.  For you this is your wife. Even as she cuckolds you, gets fucked better by another man, it increases your own sexual fulfillment. Then all the kinky things. Licking her pussy after she has been fucked, cleaning cum out of it. Submitting to her and the men she fucks. Maybe even pleasuring other men yourself, being feminized and encouraged now by your wife. For your wife in love with her boyfriend this type of love may be shifting towards him. Then there is deep, enduring love. The love for a long-term partner. This is the love she may feel for you right now. Rooted in stability, a life built together, having children. A history of loyalty and encouragement. A comfortable place from a shared life and memories that are irreplaceable. She still loves you, but she desires you inside her pussy less and less and you fantasize about her pussy now only being available for other men. You are now having some of your best orgasms only being able to lick her, or rubbing your dick on her skin as she tells you about the amazing sex and weekend she had with her boyfriend. You are becoming more like to best girlfriends. Talking about men and how good they fuck, about their cock size, red flags that can be overlooked, about the next trip they will take and when. Then of course there is residual love. Our first girlfriend or boyfriend we fell in love with and had sex with. You never fully lose your love for them. An ex-husband or past partner. You can appreciate the time you had together, the shared history and memories. She may no longer be in love with you, but sill wants the best for you. When you step back and look at the full picture you can start to understand it. Be happy for her as you are aroused by it. The angst fades away. In the traditional sense, with the monogamous values you were brought up to believe it is hard to make sense of how she can love two people, how she can love another man the same way she loves or loved you. Share those intimate movements with him that used to be exclusively yours. Remember you encouraged it, and when you look at it with a clear view, it makes sense. You were part of making her happy both with you, then with another man as she cuckolded you, then with him she has fallen in love with.

Ma femme est très amoureuse de son petit ami au point que je suis passé en cocu friendzone sauf pour la nettoyer parfois.C'est beau de la voir amoureuse et comblé par son petit ami jebsuisbun cocu très comblé.J'espère que leur relation amoureuse aille le plus loin possible

My wife is so in love with her boyfriend that I've become a friendzone cuckold except for cleaning her up sometimes.it's nice to see her in love and fulfilled by her boyfriend.I'm a very fulfilled cuckold.I hope their love relationship goes as far as possible.