How we began

On the chat area we have often been asked how we got into this lifestyle. It was a bit different to most people’s experiences, so I thought I would detail our journey here and direct others to it. You might find it interesting to read about our journey.

First, a little background about us. We are now both 35 having been married for nearly 20 years. When we met around 19/18 years old, Susy was much more experienced sexually than me – I later discovered just how much! I have to admit that I was a virgin. We went to the same church and were married there; I was delighted that such a lovely girl had chosen to marry me. We continue to attend the same church to this day and are committed Christians.

Susy certainly didn’t marry me for my sexual prowess: my penis is average in size with little by way of girth and I didn’t have the stamina to last long enough to give her an orgasm just through intercourse. I resorted to oral activity to provide what she yearned for. For years we got on well, but our lack of compatibility started to spill over into our general relationship. Susy became more and more frustrated with my efforts and I began to lose interest in sex. At one point she actually said something like, “Oh, I wish you could last a little longer. Some of my former lovers went on until I climaxed”. I was a bit hurt at this unfavourable comparison and it opened the door to Susy telling me more about her sexual background. It was clear that I was a poor second in the bedroom department.

By about six years into our marriage, we were fighting about most things and at one point I asked outright if Susy was thinking about having an affair. She said that she wouldn’t although she admitted that it was tempting. She told me that to sleep with another man like that would be adultery and fly in the face of our Christian beliefs.

Susy confided in a female friend at our church. She was sympathetic and suggested we approach a retired counsellor called Roger who was also a church member – someone who might be able to help us resolve our marital issues.

After the morning service we accosted Roger and asked if we could talk to him in private. I felt acutely embarrassed, but we said it was for help in rescuing our marriage. He agreed and invited us to his home to talk. He is a nice man, then aged about 58, a divorcee, but someone who oozed confidence and had that knack of putting us at our ease.

At the appointed hour we presented ourselves at Roger’s house. He got us to talk about our issues and we were soon opening up about our most intimate relationship. By the end of the second session, we all three knew where our dissatisfaction lay.

Roger then suggested we engage in individual sessions with him, starting with me. I too had just two sessions in which he probed deeper and discovered that I was not just hopeless in bed, but not really interested in sex. The issue of adultery came up and Roger asked if we had considered cuckolding as a way forward. We had barely heard of it. Roger explained that if we transferred Susy’s attention to another man, we could continue a loving relationship, but with her focussed on sex with a new partner. She could remain faithful to her lover and in a way get round our hang-ups about adultery, especially as it would be known about, rather than an affair. I thought about it a lot and on my second visit had to agree that it sounded like a good solution, even though I was warned that I would feel some confusion and even animosity at first.

Then it was Susy’s turn to visit Roger alone. She took four visits to reach a conclusion, although we said little about each other’s sessions in between times. But I sensed that Susy was somehow gaining in confidence all the while.

Before she went for her fifth visit, she sat me down and said, “we need to talk”. First, she told me that she knew I had agreed wholeheartedly to be in favour of cuckolding. She then she had been easily convinced by Roger that she too thought it the best solution. Then she took my breath away by telling me that on the last visit she had slept with Roger. And that he was one of the best lovers she had ever had, including giving her a powerful orgasm through intercourse alone.

I was too shocked to say anything and she left for her meeting with Roger. I should have seen the signs: her whole demeanour, her change from jeans and jumper to a short skirt and sexy top over the weeks. I just sat at home. Wondering.

When Susy got home, much later than usual, I could see that she was animated, her eyes were glazed and she was a different woman. She just looked at me and said that I had discussed it and wanted it for us. She gave me a gentle kiss and said simply, “thank you darling”.

The following week we did not go to Roger’s at all. He came to our home.

He arrived and his presence and confidence was felt by both of us. He congratulated us on taking the steps to cuckoldry and re-iterated that I should continue to love Susy platonically, that she would return that love to me, but hat her sexual feelings were henceforth going to be directed towards him as her new lover. He in turn promised to give Susy his undivided attention, and the sex she desired.

He then told me that he was taking Susy up to our bedroom and that I was to remain downstairs. Of course, I knew what was going to happen. The two of them trod the steps to the next floor and I heard the door of our bedroom click shut behind them. I was alone with my thoughts and the knowledge that my pretty wife was about to give herself to a much older man – and a sexually better man. I heard vague noises coming down the stairwell and knew that the pair were closely united. I imagined them naked, holding each other tenderly as they fucked. I masturbated.

After nearly an hour they returned to the living room, dishevelled, red in the face, but looking extremely pleased. Roger soon took his leave promising to come again very soon.

Since that fateful evening, Roger has visited more and more, or Susy has gone to his home, often staying overnight – or more. Susy now openly declares her love for Roger and they have even been on holiday together.

I have come to terms with the situation and now find the whole set up beautiful. I was quickly weaned off pussy (much to my delight) and later introduced to cleaning duties, something I love. Perhaps more detail about those in a future post on here.