Keeping it short and anonymous as I can. We have a great relationship together. We're a team and have pushed through many hard times in 10 years.
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We do not have a healthy cuckold relationship, nor do we try for it to be. Sex has become increasingly separated from the relationship since the moment I first introduced cucking.
I have plenty of stories over the years but the most recent, I believe, is the most angst-inducing and the culmination of several years from an introverted cuck and insatiable hotwife's marriage.
Her bull is everything I'm not. Large, dominating, passionate, and life in order. They usually meet once or twice per week at which times I hole up in a room and my house is theirs to enjoy for the evening.
Their meetups have moved past cuckolding in many ways. There is no longer a build-up of anticipation, wondering what boundaries will be crossed, or tender reclamation afterwards. He simply has his way with my wife and home. Limits and actions reserved for me are ruined with accompanying evidence through snapchats, videos of my wife giving up anal to him, pictures of her face splashed with cum. He leaves, she showers, and we act like not much happened. We may discuss it but we both know reclamation would leave her unsatisfied.
Recently in one of the post-meetup discussions she brought up wanting to start dating him. They certainly have feelings for each other, but dating? Yes. Emotions and all? Yes. We discussed how it would work out in reality. They want to have romantic dinners, spend time together outside of the bedroom, introduce each other to family/friends. Humiliation instantly shot through my body from my heart to balls, both aching, at the thought of my in-laws meeting her bull.
Part of me wanted to laugh it off and dismiss the idea. A much bigger part of me wanted to see what would happen, so I agreed. She was surprised, but after getting the answer she was looking for she did not follow up with an "are you sure?"
They dated for three weeks. Her family knew him as a "friend" that conveniently never was around when I was. They certainly had their suspicions and questions which noticeably made them lose some respect for me. She and I only had sex once in that period, which she couldn't get wet for, and ended in solo masturbation for each of us.
The end of their dating period came at the conclusion of a quiet yet long session in our house. After they got dressed he left hurriedly and terse. She told me it ended over a conversation that went roughly like this:
Long term he wanted her all to himself. He wanted her to divorce me. He was no longer interested in maintaining a bull role perpetually, after dating.
In what relieved, yet shocked me, she refused but was willing to compromise. She would have to keep me, but was willing to have me in a "secondary" role, with him as a "primary". She would work on a divorce if he wanted an official marriage in that scenario. Finally, she would stop having sex with me entirely.
He refused, holding strong on his requirements, as did she. She said they agreed to end things there and had one last fuck, ending with her on her knees and a messy facial.
He got his things and left her there.