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The holiday we went on was in November 2024, so soon after we got back we were into the lead up to Christmas. This would be their second Christmas together, the previous year (2023) she had spent Christmas and New Year splitting time between the two of us. This year (2024) things were far more settled and she started to talk about the plans of where she would be spending Christmas and New Year. The decision was complicated by her boyfriend going home to see his family for Christmas, he invited my wife to go with him but she was not keen to stay in a strangers home and having to answer a million questions from his family etc. So in the end it was decided that she would spend Christmas with me and when he got back she would be with him for what was left of the holidays and New Year.
All told she would not see him for nearly a week and she was a bit emotional to be spending Christmas and so much time away from him, which I don’t think she thought she would feel when she decided not to go with him. I was of course secretly pleased as I got to spend Christmas with my wife and the chance to bond with her. He came over before he left for them to exchange presents etc. I tried to give them lots of space. They went out for a romantic Christmas meal at an expensive restaurant, she looked stunning in her evening dress. Then they returned and exchanged presents and retired to the old marital bed. I lay in my bed listening to the sounds of tender love making, some nights it is fucking I hear, that night it was definitely love making. I could hear quiet moans, sighs and soft voices. The sounds of the bed rocking was slower than usual and the session and their orgasms seemed to last longer. Listening to them I felt emotional as well but was not sure why. When I woke early the following morning he was just leaving as he had a long drive ahead, I gave them space and privacy for a long goodbye. After he had left I made my wife breakfast, she was a bit down so I tried to cheer her up. She showed me what he had got her for Christmas, an expensive white gold necklace and lingerie etc. She told me that she could not wait to wear both for him.
Christmas arrived and for a few days it was like a throwback to the days before our lives became so complicated. We spent Christmas Eve together and went to have Christmas dinner with my family, it was like the old days as a normal married couple. My wife even took my mother’s unsubtle hints about us starting a family in good humour. Whilst we were at my family Christmas Day he called her and she too the call outside. It was funny sitting with my parents looking out the window at my wife smoking and talking to her boyfriend on the phone in the garden. For me her body language gave away that she was talking to someone special and I hoped that nobody else would notice. She was on the phone to him a lot over the Christmas holidays and I overheard many sweet nothings being whispered.
After Boxing Day my wife and I went shopping for a New Years Eve outfit for her to wear. He was taking her to a formal posh NYE party at hotel in London with his friends, staying over at the hotel of course. It was classic cuck territory, with me following her around a hundred shops, holding dresses as she pulled them off the rails, trying them on and her asking me for an opinion from the man’s point of view. Lots of puzzled looks for sales assistants as my wife overshared our personal details. At one till whilst I was paying the sales assistant dropped a knowing comment that she hoped my wife will be have a wonderful NYE in the dress I was paying for. I just went bright red and fumbled in my wallet. In the end she bought 2 dresses, one incredibly revealing and the other sexy but more conservative, with a view to choosing which one at the last minute. When we got home she tried on both dresses for me, the first was tight, short and had a small cut out at the side so you could see her flesh in a way that was incredibly arousing. The other dress was a classic fitted sexy dress with sequins etc. She wore both with stockings heels etc. I had to admit to her that if I were the boyfriend I would want her to wear the revealing dress. She told me that she could not wait to see him and that she had missed him immensely, ‘sorry I know it hurts you to hear that but it’s true’ she told me.
A couple of days before NYE boyfriend returned and she packed a suitcase to last a few days including all the NYE outfits etc. We kissed me and said goodbye and Happy New Year. She then set out for his place for the New Year and a reconnecting sex session which she told me she was desperate for. It was odd knowing that I would not see her again until the New Year.
I tried to keep myself busy, doing chores, going to football and seeing some friends of my own. NYE arrived, I spent the evening watching TV, drinking beer and wanking into my wife’s used underwear. My phone buzzed early evening, it was a picture of her in the revealing dress in a hotel room obviously taken by him. I noticed she was wearing the necklace he bought her for Christmas, no doubt she was wearing the lingerie he bought her as well. She looked amazing, I knew she would choose to wear that dress and I was certain he would be fucking her either in it or just out of it before the evenings out. Later on I received one of those professional pictures taken by a photographer of people as they arrive at a function. They looked like a glamorous perfect couple, smiling from ear to ear and loving life. Later on I received the final picture of the evening, a selfie of them sat at a formal table kissing each other. The photo made my heart skip a beat in a good and bad way. My cuck juices and angst were off the chart. I wanked furiously over those pictures flicking between them as I had my final wank of 2024. I must admit NYE is lonely when you are a cuck. I went to bed at 11pm in the knowledge that they would be seeing the New Year in by him putting his cock inside her and telling her how much he loved her, like he had been doing all year. I went to sleep well before midnight and slept surprisingly well.