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After NY things carried on as before, with boyfriend staying over, me making myself scarce, sounds of sex coming from their bedroom. By now the neighbours got used to seeing him coming and going, I even heard him exchanging good mornings with my next door neighbour as he got into his car one morning. I just hoped that he would not get too friendly. Valentines Day arrived and I decided that I would not try and compete with him (what’s the point?), I just got her a simple card and flowers. He got her an expensive looking necklace, some flowers delivered to her work and took her out for a meal at an exclusive French restaurant which had opened not far from us in South London and was all the rage, which he had managed to get a reservation for. That evening I heard their taxi pull up as I lay in bed (they did not ask me to be cuck taxi driver as she said they wanted an evening as a traditional couple without the kink). They went straight to bed and after a few minutes I heard the sound of soft moans and groans of their love making to which I had a Valantines Day Cuckold wank, which was very nice but quite an emotional wank if you know what I mean.
The following day was a Sunday and so we all laid in. I took the dog for a walk and when I returned they were having breakfast in our kitchen. My wife was still in her nightwear and wearing her silk dressing gown, I could see a bit of her lingerie underneath which made my micro cock twitch. I tried not to stare because boyfriend would get jealous. I asked how the meal was and of course they said it was delicious etc. They then said that it was a bit funny because there was another couple dining there who we knew, it was one of her old friends who she had not seen in a few years, they had a brief conversation and my wife had to explain why she was dining on Valentines Day with a tall dark handsome man rather than her husband. Instead of explain the delights of cuckolding she said that we had separated and XXXX was her boyfriend, I must admit I was a little hurt hearing this even though I knew she had been forced to make it up on the spot. So we had a bit of a laugh at her predicament and I started to clear up the breakfast things.
She then went onto say, that this was not the first time this had happened. They were spotted a few months before at the theatre by the wife of one of my friends who was sat behind them. My wife was sure they were seen as they had locked eyes in the bar but they did not speak and my friend has never said anything to me no doubt thinking she was having an affair. We had also had many close shaves with her sister popping round unannounced. My wife came to the point:
“The thing is we are sick of sneaking around in the shadows, scared of being seen especially around here. It’s not fair on XXXX as I am his girlfriend. I am proud to be seen with him and him with me, we should not be afraid”
I asked what she was saying?
“We want to go public, we want to hide nothing. We have done nothing wrong here, we are all adults and it’s our business and nobody else’s. We want to be open with everyone about our relationship”
I was relieved because for one moment I thought she was ending our marriage. Then the reality hit me, everyone would know I am a cuckold, everyone. Our friends and family, even work colleagues. What would my mother say??? Admittedly some of her close friends already knew but going public was a big step. Her boyfriend was sipping his tea nodding with a hint of a smile on his face.
“We want you to be ok with it because you will be affected. I will be slut shamed and you will be cuck shamed, but to be honest I don’t care what small minded people think. We have to do this for all of us, we will all be better by being open about everything. The current situation is not fair on XXXX, he can’t even take me out for a Valentines meal without me having to lie to someone, besides it’s normal to go on holiday and share details and photos. At moment we act like we are spies”
I had to admit being careful not to give anything away and keeping up the pretence of a vanilla marriage was stressful. Going public would also be the final ultimate cuckold humiliation and emasculation which did make the cuck in me happy. I thought about it for a few seconds, what she was saying made sense, things could not carry on as they are.
“Ok that’s fine, just let me know what your sharing so I can manage my family”
Not long after my wife started to share on social media that we were trying a different kind of marriage where we were able to explore different partners, she did not mention cuckolding or one sided non-monogamy. She started to share pictures of her boyfriend etc on days out and doing things together. She has a lot of friends on social media so the reaction was pretty much instantaneous.
I won’t go into detail because I would be here forever. Reaction from friends and families was very mixed as you would expect. My friends called me out of concern and asked if we had split up to which I reassured we had not and were just trying a different lifestyle, which made them very puzzled. My wife’s friends (some of whom already knew), apart from one or two who slut shamed her were mostly envious and curious asking her question after question. My family and particularly my mother were horrified and to be honest I had to cut off comms after they called my wife some horrible names (I will let you guess what she was called). Her family were in general supportive and her sister said that she had already guessed something like this was going on from what she had pieced together from her visits.
So we entered the spring by going 100% public and my cuckold and my wife’s cuckoldress status was known to the world. Boyfriend came out of it very well, as not much changed for him except for the better he was now her true boyfriend and it did start to show in the way he was around her and me. Taking full ownership of her, their relationship was very much what they wanted it to be.