DLD wrote: ↑Tue Mar 14, 2023 10:43 am
I was curious, in a previous post you said that you did not want P and T to be dating, and that’s why you took the trip to Vegas for a little break from him. Then, when you got back, they started dating and he was integrated into the family (hanging out when the kids are home, sleepovers, “uncle P”) - what changed in your mind? Also, did the neighbors catch on that they were dating and that he was spending more time/overnights at your house?
Message received. I'll use full names now.
DLD. You hit the nail on the head here man. Throughout our relationship Trish (T) almost always seemed to get what she wanted, and I rarely did, but I had moments of rebellion that manifested in strange ways. It was a one-sided situation most of the time and the further we got into the relationship the less control I had. It certainly had its ups and down, where at times things would even out slightly, but it always went back to Trish in control. Trish was my wife on paper, but she did whatever she wanted and controlled me in the process.
Although I do have to say with Paul (P), and another future boyfriend of hers, I got along well with them, one even becoming a close friend. I would not have tolerated someone around my house and kids that I did not like or respect. Most of the guys fell into the latter category. While I allowed Trish to have a sexual relationship with them, they never hung around the house with our family or were there at all for anything other than sex. The type of the relationship I endorsed really depended on the guy. A few men I liked and became friendly with, while most I was happy it was a booty call. In hindsight I had a case of cuckold dual personality going on.
As you can imagine a giant young black man in an upscale suburban mostly white neighborhood full of families can draw attention. When asked about P mowing, trimming, weeding, mulching, etc, I just told them he was a college kid we hired for the summer. It is the type of neighborhood where people ask and talk about who does your lawn care, pest control, house cleaning, or any other construction/services. The house is on several acres on a wooded lot on a hill with a long driveway. The only time you can see people is when they are on the lower front lawn near the end of the driveway, which is usually kids playing or someone doing yard work. If you are on the side or back of the house, it's private. You can swim or walk around naked if you please.
Nobody knew Paul occasionally spent the night at our house until he stayed the whole week with us. Our neighbors thought it was generous and nice of us to allow him to stay with us. Little did they know he was dumping loads in Trish every chance he got. To be honest part of the excitement for me during the entire journey was the fact that we had a dirty taboo secret that no vanilla friends knew about.
Back to our story. I was pissed about the 2 new guys. I had been aware of or involved with every single guy in the past. Sex with my consent was hotwifing, but sex without my knowledge was cheating.
Trish was nervous Paul would find out she had fucked the two guys at the party. We weighed the decision to come clean and tell him, or just hope he did not find out. We chose the latter knowing how Paul viewed Trish as his girlfriend. Things were fine for a few weeks until after Christmas break and then Paul found out. The other guy who had quickly fucked her first, had run his mouth and word had gotten back to Paul. He was bragging to people how he and (R) Rhamond (muscle guy) fucked the "hot MILF" at the party. Apparently, Trish had a lot of attention and eyes on her at the party as everyone was wondering who the "hot MILF" was. He could just not keep his mouth shut. To make matters worse both guys were teammates of Paul.
Paul was furious at first but changed his tune as he confessed his love for Trish and was willing to forgive her. The fallout ended the relationship with Paul. It had to. It was clear Paul was in too deep with Trish, and getting out now before he got even more attached was the only option. We had talked for years about keeping it light and about sex, but their relationship had surpassed that, especially for Paul. I think this is often unavoidable in the lifestyle. It was the right decision, and a big lesson for us as to what to watch out for. As much as a good dick can hook a woman, a hot woman can hook a man.
In all fairness, Trish was built for fucking hung and physical guys and seemed to have guys get attached to her. 1. She had an accommodating pussy and could take a hard pounding from the biggest of guys. 2. She liked it rough and physical. Most women, especially the young girls around the age of the guys she was dating, would probably leave crying if some donkey dick guy was pounding her into the mattress. Not Trish, she was all women and could take a fucking. This was pointed out over the years by several men. Guys with really big cocks don't like girls with a small pussy. Just like most guys with small cocks don't typically like girls with a big pussy. Square pegs need square holes and round pegs need round holes.
Paul may not have liked the fact Trish was fucking other guys, but he may have been less possessive. It was also selfish on our part. We knew Paul would be upset with Trish if he knew about the other men. Plus, there was an element of being turned on by the fact that Trish was fucking around on her boyfriend and being the naughty cheating girl. I usually felt more comfortable if Trish had more than one guy she played with, and often pushed this. Trish was upset as she had developed feelings for Paul.
During this time, Rhamond had contacted Trish. He apologized to her and swore that he had never said a word, and that it was the other guy running his mouth. She was weary of him at first, but he was persistent in his pursuit of Trish, and she started chatting regularly with Rhamond. They hit it off. She admitted she was attracted to him and wanted to pursue it. He, like Paul, was a senior and was 22. We talked over the issues of her going from dating one teammate to another, but they were now done with football, and would both be graduating in May. Rhamond said that while he was teammates with Paul, they were not close friends. He was really pursuing Trish. I'm telling you man. She had a way about her that hooked guys.
We set a date with him at a local hotel. We met for drinks and explained our situation to him. He was the typical buff muscular guy Trish usually goes for. It had been a few months since Paul had found out and their relationship ended. She had not seen her other guy Terrence (bull T), as we were taking a break to sort things out after the Paul mess. She was horny and willing for strange cock, and the night ending with Rhamond fucking Trish in front of me. He did not act like a 22 year-old and was very dominant over Trish, which she loves. He was much more of a "man" in that aspect than Paul was. She wanted a new boy toy, and it was Rhamond, but I was not sure about him. Once again, I caved, and Trish got her way, and I agreed as long as it was discreet, and she agreed to keep it tamer this time. No more college parties fucking strangers. She could keep Rhamond and her other bull Terrence for now. They become a regular thing. It was a booty call though; he was not there for anything else. He agreed to keep it quiet so as to not hurt Paul's feelings.
We again settled into a groove of Trish having a regular boyfriend. Although Rhamond is more of a fuckfriend which is good after the emotional attachment to Paul. Trish was still having occasional dates with Terrence, her other long term occasional bull. Rhamond was definitely there for the pussy and nothing else. He was very casual about sex and did not seem to view Trish as a girlfriend in any way, which was nice after the Paul debacle, and they always used condoms. When we discussed this Rhamond said he would be fucking other girls and did not care if Trish fucked other guys, and we wanted to keep it safe. Her other long-term bull, (D) Dion, we had lost contact with.
I watched her a few times per month, but she averaged a few dates per week. I was typically there for Terrence and Trish as those were usually nighttime dates, and less frequently being only a few times per month. Rhamond was usually fucking Trish during the day with the kids at school/daycare and was the most dominant over Trish I had seen of any guy yet. I did not like Rhamond as much as Paul. Paul was actually a nice guy and got to know myself and the kids. Rhamond was more standoffish and not as friendly. A lot more thuggish. He also liked to talk a little shit when I was there. He would make Trish say things like how much better he fucked her and how she preferred his cock. He was one of those guys who got off on fucking someone’s wife. I got the feeling he was fucking some other attached women who were cheating on their SO's. He was not a trustworthy guy. Trish was smitten with him and loved the sex. She got her way and I let the relationship continue.
Rarely, I would take some time at home to watch Trish and Rhamond fuck, but most of the time it was without me. My company was exploding, and I worked a lot of hours. I started to get the feeling that Trish was hiding something. It was Springtime now and just after Trish's 36th birthday. There were clues like her time just not being accounted for and unexplained marks on her body that looked fresh according to Trish "must have been from the other day". It was the way she was acting too. Something was just off. We had installed a doorbell camera a few years back, but I had never really used it to capacity. I opted not to pay for the recording subscription and had turned off the alerts because they were annoying. I decided to activate both so I could see if anything was up. That first week I saw Rhamond arrive at our house for a scheduled date I knew about.
The next day some random older guy I have never seen before shows up and is in our house. It was an older guy who was there maybe an hour. No uniform or tools, but just athletic wear. I was not aware of any repairs or maintenance due at the house, but Trish takes care of that stuff since she is home all the time. I looked at the checkbook and credit cards but didn't see any transactions. Invoice maybe? Am I being paranoid? A few days later was the next date and Rhamond came to the house with another guy I had never seen before. They were there for over an hour before they left. I pondered confronting Trish to ask who the stranger with Rhamond was, but wanted to observe her to see what was actually happening. I started asking her more questions about her time with Rhamond to see if she would tell me anything, but she gave me nothing. She had no clue about the video doorbell. Did she have sex with this other man or was he just tagging along while Rhamond brought her upstairs.
The next week the same older guy from the week before is at my house again. No tools or anything, just normally dressed. A day later Rhamond is back at our house, but later that week he returns again with not one, but two other guys. In the last two weeks I had seen not only Rhamond, but now 4 other men, including one unaccompanied by Rhamond, come into my house. Now, I'm super suspicious. I almost confronted her that week but wanted to see what was happening inside. Instead of confronting her I did research on spy cams and opted for a Wi-Fi hidden camera. It was a smoke detector version and was absolutely brilliant. I had been considering getting cameras anyway, but these allowed them to be undetected even by Trish. As soon as they arrived, I put them in our living room, kitchen, and master bedroom. As far as Trish knew I was just replacing some old smokse. For anyone out there looking for a good hidden camera, these babies are gems. Besides being a real working smoke detector, they have hidden cameras. You can get them on Amazon. Invasion of privacy? Debatable. It was my home after all.
With the new smokes/cameras installed I could finally see what was going on inside my house. The cameras showed up on and I installed them that night. The next day the mystery older guy shows up at my house. I watch and listen as they go into the kitchen where Trish gets him a drink of water. As soon as he puts the drink down, they start kissing. I watch as he fondles her tits and kisses her and then they move upstairs. She disappears into the master bathroom where I cannot see, while he strips down and gets on our bed. Moments later Trish comes out fully naked and starts sucking his cock. She ends up fucking him in various positions before they are done, and he leaves. It felt like watching her for the first time all over again. My stomach was in knots, but my cock was hard. She was cheating on me. The fucked-up part is that when I did get home at night, I could not wait to fuck my whore wife's pussy. I was hot for her.
I don't know why I didn't intervene that night. I wanted to see just how bad Trish was behaving. It was disbelief. The cat was already out of the bag. I was going to gather evidence. Also, to be completely honest, I was turned on. I now have live stream porn into my office of Trish's adventures. I'm now certain the guys Rhamond brought with him were probably fucking Trish too. A day later Rhamond is back solo fucking Trish as scheduled. Thursday, nothing. Friday Rhamond brings a friend along. As expected, they tag team her on the couch in the living room. Cheating lying whore. I don't know why I waited. I now had her on video fucking two other guys besides Rhamond, but suspected it was more. What would you do in this situation? I'm not a confrontational person by nature. At least she was using condoms. The next week her period started so nothing. I stayed later and later at work, withdrawing, and burying myself in my work.
The very next week the older guy was back at my house fucking Trish again. Next day Rhamond solo. Two days later Rhamond shows up with 3 other guys and they gangbanged her. This was the final straw. There were too many strange men in my house. That night I finally cracked. I arrived home late when the kids were in bed, I straight up asked her who were the other guys she was fucking. She acted like she did not know what I was talking about, but I told her about the cameras and showed her proof. She lost it and completely broke down. She told me that a few months ago Rhamond had brought a friend with him without notice. She swore to herself it would be a onetime thing, but that was not Rhamond's plan.
This started to become a regular occurrence and over the next few months she met more of Rhamond's friends. I asked her how many. She said she had sex with 12 other guys, some a few times and some only once. Most of these guys were football players, but she had fucked a few from the basketball team as well. T was a college athlete slut, but she was a 36-year-old married woman. The guys' ages ranged from 18 to 22. 18! She was fucking young men half her age. She was a real-life Mrs. Robinson. I asked about the older guy who was a regular visitor. She had gotten such a reputation that some of the coaches had heard of her. One of the coaches sought her out, convinced Rhamond to introduce them, and that was the older black guy she had been fucking regularly. A 56-year-old football coach. She had betrayed me and cheated.
She cried a lot. She was worried that I would want to divorce her. I was not sure. As you can imagine, like it would most couples, this nearly ended us. Trust had been broken. It needed repair. I loved my wife, even with all of her faults, and our family. We went to counselling this time. We decided to work through it. We went back to a vanilla couple again, after our 3 plus year hotwife/cuckold adventure in which 30 plus men, many only college age, had fucked my slut. Our sex life was in the toilet though. A lot came out with counselling. We had been so wrapped up in the hotwife/cuckold thing for the past 3 years that it was difficult for me to have the same interest in her without knowing she had been naughty. Our trust had been damaged. Plus, going back all the way to her "boyfriend" relationships with Maurice, then Paul, followed by Rhamond, Trish had admitted that she needed a certain type of sex and someone with a big cock.
As the counselling and months progressed, and wounds healed, our communication and sex life improved, and we were in a good space. We were the most open we had been with each other in many years. We worked through the cheating, and my lack of attention to her, lack of taking care of her sexual needs, and frankly, lack of time at home. I had been dismissive of her and was so focused on work I had not shown as much interest in her. She felt like I was just using her for a quickie and usually only wanted to after one of her bulls had had sex with her first. She was not wrong, and the proof was in the fact that when I caught her cheating and fucking around, I was more interested in her than I had been in a long time. Sometimes it's easy to place blame on others, but one needs to look at themselves to understand their involvement.
We discovered some deeper things about ourselves. Trish's impulsiveness and submissiveness. My slightly sadomasochistic side. Not physical pain but I did enjoy the mental anguish and humiliation. One interesting tidbit, although known, was that Trish admitted in therapy that she preferred having sex with and had a stronger attraction to black men. It's different when you are discussing this completely separate from hotwifing while not currently involved in the lifestyle. She had not had sex with a white guy other than me in 2 1/2 years and had admitted she had not wanted too other than me. It had developed over time. Sexual preferences aside, she loved me, the kids, and our life together. We were going to work it out.