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After their holiday I started to think about a holiday for my wife and I. We had not been away since she started seeing her boyfriend and I really wanted the chance to reconnect with her. Part of the ‘agreement’ back in the summer when they booked their holiday was that my wife would still find time for me. So after their return I suggested to my wife that we could go on a holiday of our own. My wife was positive but said that we would have to discuss it with her boyfriend to get his thoughts and approval. In fact she told me to ask him myself when he next stayed over.
Yes it had come to this, me asking him permission to take my wife on holiday. She went on to say that her boyfriend and I do not talk enough and she wanted two ‘main men’ in her life to get on better and talk more. She said that although I am polite enough I am very quiet in his presence, which can be interpreted as rude. So I promised to make more effort with him and have a more open talk with him, she told me that I had to go further. ‘You have never thanked him for fucking me and making me happy’. On the Saturday night he was staying over and so it was the opportunity to have a ‘chat’ with him. Saturday night came around and they invited me to have a takeaway with them. We had all finished and I was cleared away the dishes and washed them up, they had just sat down to watch some TV. I was nervous so I decided just to get it over and done with, I asked them if they wanted a drink top up, she asked for a wine and he wanted another beer. I got their drinks and one for myself and sat down in the chair. I said XXXX can I have a word. Sure he said. I could see my wife looking at me intently. They were now sat next to each other on the sofa and I was sat in the arm chair to the side.
I then started to recite the words I had prepared in my mind. A year later I can’t recall the exact words but they were something like what is written below.
“I just wanted to say how happy XXXXX has been in the past year since you two got together. I have never seen her happier, If she is happy then that makes me happy. It has made a real difference to our marriage.”
I could see him looking at me suspiciously, he replied “She is a wonderful woman and she deserves to be happy” he replied.
“Yes so I just wanted to say thank you, thank you for making her so happy” I paused “thank you for fucking her and fulfilling all her needs”. I could see my wife smiling next to him. I felt so embarrassed but was in cuck space.
“No problem at all it’s my pleasure”, he said “thanks for being so opened minded, there are not many men who would step aside like you have done to make your wife happy”. We did not go into detail but we both knew ‘step aside’ was a small term for a hell of a lot.
We chatted like this for a bit, me thanking him and him accepting my thanks, which was humiliating for me. Thanking a man for coming into my house and satisfying my wife. After a few minutes I decided to ask my question.
“Can I ask a favour?” I asked, “sure” he replied, sipping one of the beers I had bought earlier. His hand was on my wife’s bare leg and she was sitting leaning into his armpit.
“I would really value some time with XXXXX and if your ok with it I would really like to have a holiday with her, a bit like the old days but of course the arrangements will respect her relationship with you”.
I know my wife had already pre-briefed him so this was not a huge surprise, he thought about it for a moment then replied “Yes I guess that’s ok provided as you say the arrangements reflect that she is my girlfriend and no longer your wife of old. You can stay in the same room but in separate beds.” My heart sank a bit I was looking forwards to sleeping in her bed again but at least we would be sleeping in the same room, which was something. He continued “and I want your word that you will respect my relationship with her, no popping blue pills and trying to fuck her, she would knock you back anyway but I need to know you won’t use a nice holiday to try and pull on old memories and emotions and try to get my girlfriend into bed”.
“That’s fine, I promise, I will respect your boundaries, thank you much”, I was genuinely grateful and excited that I would be going on holiday with her. So the evening continued. After a while I said goodnight and went to bed. I started to wank, the humiliation and emasculation of thanking a man for fucking my wife and asking his permission to take her on holiday all while he was sat in my house, on my sofa with his hand on her leg, drinking my beer, was a bit of a cuck overload. After a short time I heard them come upstairs and a while later I heard the familiar sound of them laughing and then fucking in their room. It sounded more intense than normal or maybe it was just my imagination. I came whilst listening to them. My emasculation as a man and husband was complete.
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