When your wife’s bull/bf is sleeping in your bedroom with your wife

We would never get the bull/bf to sleep in our bedroom. If he stays over we use the spare room and hubby keeps the main room. Its just our rule.

Yes. When her FWB / Bull comes to our home for his twice a year week long visits she is his for the week. They sleep in our master bedroom in the marriage bed together and I sleep in the guest room. Our daughters pink bedroom, she’s away at college. They fuck I get to listen to her cries of passion and pleasure from the outside.
Very HOT!

We recently did have a Bull stay the weekend – the way it worked for us was I served them both drinks at our bar, they were dressed up getting ready for dinner and I was naked in my cage with a bowtie serving them. They ordered pizza for me and i walked them to the door so they could go have a nice dinner together close to us. My wife didn’t seem worried about being seen at the restaurant with the bull so I waited for them at home.
When they came back I was standing behind the bar as they made out in front of me – my wife said “cucky my boyfriend and I are going to our room – you can use the room across the hall so you can hear”.
It was a long and passionate night for them i was already making sure to I get them coffee for when they wake up. when i got back home with the coffee i could hear behind the door that they were having another session so my wife told me to leave the coffee at the door and go down to the kitchen unless i need you.

This has happened a few times with 2 separate lovers of my wife.

The first lover was on the other side of the country when we lived there and he’d normally come over for a few hours of action in an evening every now and again and then go home again. But occasionally, he’d stay over.

My favourite such time was when he’d taken my wife upstairs and had made love, and I chose those words carefully, to her for a few hours. I was always allowed to listen at the door and sometimes even watch. She’d always make a great effort to dress up for him and would always keep sexy shoes on as he fucked her. On this particular day, he told my wife “you’d better go and sort him out” and she led me to the spare room, where we already knew I’d be sleeping for the night, and she lay on the bed and said words to the effect of ‘come on then’.

I then made love to an emotionless and still wife, who, after I’d quickly cum, just got up and went back in our main bedroom and within a few minutes I heard her giggles and shouts of pleasure. She’ made us having sex seem like a chore before returning to what she really wanted to do. Psychologically incredibly sexy even 12 years or so on.

The other memorable time was when we moved to where we are now and my wife had found a new, and more serious lover. She was really falling for this one. The new home was a 300 year old cottage and the whole cottage creaked when anybody walked or moved upstairs.

I was made to sleep on the sofa downstairs directly below our bedroom and I heard every single thrust and gasp from them both. My wife would come down before they turned in for the night and see me and tease me about what she had just experienced and she would give me a hand job before again, going back upstairs. I’d be awoken at 5am by the sounds of a passionate but less energetic and more romantic love making session.

Happy days.