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This is a story that I’ve wanted to share for a long time, it is essentially my origin story. It all started when I watched a movie called Crash(from 1996), there is a scene in which the wife has sex with another man in the backseat of his car while they’re in a car swash tunnel and her husband is driving them. I remember that scene having an impact on me, while watching I almost instinctively imagined myself in the husband’s position. It turned me on so much, I felt like flipped a switch in my brain that I didn’t realize was there. I was old enough to enter porn sites and would specifically watch cuckold/cheating videos. I also frequented cuckold story blogs, I wish I could remember their names.
I was in my first serious relationship, with a girl I met through my friends during senior year, we’ll call her Carol. Things were so serious that we moved in together after about a year and a half of dating. Which wasn’t the best idea but we were young and dumb.
We planned to move to a different town where we’d be able to afford our own place. She left a few months before I did because she got hired right away, she was living with her cousins during that time. Little did I know they were a couple of party animals, and apparently so was Carol. Her cousins would have little parties at their place, invite friends over, smoke(420) drink and chill. Nothing wrong with that. They’d also go to parties at their friends places and bring Carol along, and after making friends with her coworkers she started going to their parties as well. It was a small town with not much else to do.
Carol didn’t always tell me when she was out partying, often I found out because someone would tag her in a post online. It always bothered me that she would keep those things from me, it’s not like I would have cared. I mean she continued to go out and party with her cousins/friends even after I joined her in the town and we were living together. Usually on nights that I’d be working late, but more often I was at home and she just wanted to go by herself with her cousins or girl friends.
I eventually found out why she liked to go by herself, and the reason both angered me and aroused me at the same time, though the arousal overpowered the anger. There was one particular party with coworkers that she went to where it started to become clear. I was watching a movie in the living room while she was getting ready in our bedroom. I went to tell her something, as I walked in the room she was putting on her pants and I could see that she was wearing a thong, her purple lace thong, my favorite. She was a 5’6 chubby blonde with a big butt and smaller boobs. Her ass looked great in those tight jeans with a thong, and I knew she was wanting the attention.
Later that evening I get a call from her friend, she said my gf was really drunk, she was going to drop her off, and needed me to help her inside. They get to our place, her friend and I bring her inside. I give her water, bread, all the things to get someone sobered up, and it helped a little. She was feeling better but still tipsy, and she wanted to shower so I helped her to the bedroom. She started to get undressed and that was when I noticed it. She was not wearing any underwear, the purple lace thong that I love was gone, my heart dropped because I knew what it meant.
This made me do something I never thought I would, while she showered I looked through her messages. There I found some texts between her and one of her co-workers, he was the one who was hosting the parties so it made sense why she never wanted me to go with her. Reading their messages it was obvious that they were hooking up, and he most likely was the one who ended up with her thong, perhaps as a trophy. I also learned from their messages where she really was all those times that she was “working late” turns out she was at his place. They would smoke and fool around, then she’d come home and shower before she would greet me in bed as if nothing happened.
There’s one night in particular that I remember, she got home around 1am, way later than when she supposedly got off work. I was in the living room watching a movie when she walked in the front door. I said hi, she completely ignored me and went to straight to the shower. I then said “Hello” louder, nothing, just went into the bathroom and got in the shower. It was so weird to me so knocked on the bathroom door, she said come in, I asked if everything was ok and she said yeah she was just tired. It was obvious though, she was very stoned and flushed in the face, she clearly just had sex. Again not proud of this but I went through her phone while she showered, and saw the messages from her coworker that confirmed it. In the message he was jokingly complaining about her having to leave, and her response was something along the lines of “don’t complain, you got what you wanted.” And some emojis but I don’t really remember which ones.
I was of course angry, and jealous, but also incredibly turned on. So much that I wanted to have sex when she got out of the shower but she said no she was too tired. I masturbated in the bathroom while sniffing her panties after she fell asleep.
Fast forward few months, her cousins are at our place and we’re all having a few drinks. Everyone is having a good time until one of her cousins apparently drank one too many and became offended by a joke my gf made. They both got into it with her sister trying to keep the peace between them. Her cousin was too upset though because she then started to air out Carol’s dirty laundry. She told me about how Carol cheated on me with her friend when she first moved in with them, and was still taking to guy. Carol was pissed and threatened to kick her ass but her cousin just laughed at her flipped her off then left. When I asked my gf about it she just got mad, and didn’t deny or confirm it.
I didn’t bring it up again, and we continued our relationship. This wasn’t the first time someone had accused her of cheating on me and it wasn’t the last. We weren’t together much longer, ironically when I told her I had a fantasy about her sleeping with other men she thought it was weird, we became distant and eventually I moved mack to our hometown. She stayed, started to date a different coworker that she started to hook with and I think they got married.
Even though we split, being with her knowing she had been cheating on me basically our entire relationship is what helped me realize that I really did want to be with a woman that sleeps with other men.
Many many years later I met a woman, we started dating and within three months I told her about my fantasy. She’s now my wife and has slept with many different men since we got together. I often wonder what would have happened had I not been cheated on all those years ago.
Thank you for your time.
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