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Over time, my best friend Brandon and my wife became very close. We all hung out all the time. I fully trusted him. Even though my wife had cheated on me a couple times, I didn’t worry about her and Brandon. I would often go to sleep first and leave them alone, out on the couch, watching TV.
Then one night I noticed she was sitting a lot closer to him and just had a gut feeling something was going on. But, as I have cuck tendencies and am submissive in general, and the fact we were all drinking and smoking, led me to ignore that and go to bed. I went to the restroom first and watched our living room camera as they got a lot closer but kept it PG – they knew I still had to come out to go to bed.
I was turned on watching them get close and decided to go to bed, even though my gut was screaming at me that more was to come. I guess I wanted it to happen. I went to bed and shut the door so they would feel alone and safe to play. I checked the camera 10 mins later and saw them passionately making out. He was feeling up her B cups and she had her hand on his crotch. The jealousy beat out arousal and I busted out of the room and called them both out. I forgave them both by the morning and the jealousy turned into loving support for my wife’s pleasure and embracing my role as her husband, pet, and cuck – if she wanted.
I eventually got up the courage to ask her about that night and encouraged her to tell me every detail. I asked her if he was bigger and if I didn’t come out, if he would have been inside her. She confirmed both. She then admitted that they had made out and she had blown him before I caught them. I asked her if she wished I never interrupted them. She says yes, I apologized, and told her she could have a hall pass to do anything with him or any other man in the moment of it felt good. I told her I just want to support her pleasure and that her happiness comes before all.
She balked a bit at first but finally asked if I was sure about Brandon. I confirmed and she told me to text him for a joyride with drinks and a joint. She got dressed in lingerie and a sheer tank top with tiny booty shorts, showing off her lingerie bodysuit underneath. I put a huge box on the front seat and she sat in the back on the way to pick him up. That way he had to sit in the back with her. When I picked him up, he got in the back after I made up an excuse about the box. He was obviously shocked to see her outfit but only said that she looked great and that he forgot her nipples were pierced. I told him that I actually picked out her attire.
I then lit the joint for them and passed it back and started driving. I didn’t waste a minute and apologized to my once best friend, soon to be bull, and said that I never should have interrupted them that night, and admitted that I had a strong idea it was going to happen before I went to bed. He tried to say no, and that he was in the wrong, but realized I meant it when my wife started rubbing his bulge through his jeans as I began to apologize some more and thank him for giving my wife pleasure and excitement. I told them that I was their chauffeur and started driving.
Part 2 later
