I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic

[DoctorLuv]

Hey all,

I do love I’ve been on this kick lately to make more conscientious choices about living a purposeful life. Maybe it’s a part of getting a little older, but I see more and more how easy it is to get wrapped up in things that have little or no substance to them. I know many who have a mantra of “eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die.” And I’ll admit that I thought that way at one time too. But having kids changes a person. You start to see life very differently—at least I do. I know I’m not going to change the world, or do anything that makes me famous. I have no desire to be remembered by the masses, just by my kids.

I’ve been thinking a lot about family this last week. I’m extremely blessed to have what I do, and I want to make sure I take the time needed to properly appreciate that blessing. To that end I’ve made some changes at work that will allow me to be home a lot more. I don’t care that I wont make as much money, but I’m feeling like if I fail my family, any other success I have will not overcome that failure.

Another topic of reflection is the cuckold kink that I seem to have in spades. It’s been interesting since the NYE party. The experience was one of the most intense I’ve ever had. It easily ranks in the top three. And I guess it served to satisfy our kink, at least for a little while. Literally nothing cuckold related has happened since. It wasn’t a conscious choice by either of us. I guess we both felt sated. Jaimee hasn’t been out with Matt since, and no contact with Sipho. I know things will pick back up. They always do. These things ebb and flow, and it hasn’t been that long since NYE.

I hope everyone’s well. Cheers.

I very much appreciate your comments. Your love for your wife & family is obvious. I hope you will keep us informed of your life. Your posts need not be as lengthy as they recently have been. However, your eloquence & honesty has created a following that genuinely is interested & even invested in your wellbeing. Therefore periodically even a sentence or two letting everyone know you & your family are doing well would definitely be appreciated. Your most recent absence from this thread caused many of us concern for your wellbeing.

[viking53]

As a longtime follower of your experiences, I really appreciate that you decided to share your life with us once more. You have always been very generous in sharing your thoughts and your and Jaimee's experiences in such a well written way. One of the best things with your posts is that you describe so much of the feelings and thoughts you have, not just a focus on the various sexual experiences. Thank you for the time you have invested in this.

Your previous round of cuckold activities was in a Southern California environment and this current round is in an UK environment. Have you noticed any major social or cultural differences that has influenced how Jaimee and you follow through on your cuckold activities?

[txrockdog]

Ky,

First of all, thanks for taking some of your limited time to talk with us here and relate your story as you go along. Second, congrats on making that decision to prioritize your time with your family over your work. That decision takes maturity and I can see you maturing as a father in the things that you have been saying. Lastly, don’t get too caught up in worry about going too far into or out of the lifestyle. The word you need to keep in mind is “balance”. There is nothing particularly wrong with intense cuckold play, as long as you balance it with close emotionally intimate time with just you, Jaimee, and the kids. There is nothing wrong with emasculating yourself by sucking a cock for her enjoyment if you balance it by doing something masculine for her by fixing her car or building something for her with you hands. (sorry, had to throw that dig in there, but you get the point). Just keep letting your love for family and your strive for balance guide you. Safe travels and hope to hear from you soon.

[Ky_Da]

As a longtime follower of your experiences, I really appreciate that you decided to share your life with us once more. You have always been very generous in sharing your thoughts and your and Jaimee's experiences in such a well written way. One of the best things with your posts is that you describe so much of the feelings and thoughts you have, not just a focus on the various sexual experiences. Thank you for the time you have invested in this.

Your previous round of cuckold activities was in a Southern California environment and this current round is in an UK environment. Have you noticed any major social or cultural differences that has influenced how Jaimee and you follow through on your cuckold activities?

Thanks for the comment, Viking. Your question about social and cultural differences is an interesting one. I could go on about this one for days, but for brevity sake, I'll say that In California, there's a more casual, laid-back feeling to everything. Conversations are easier, getting to know people happens faster, making friends doesn't take a particularly long time, and your friend circles tend to be fairly large. But here in the UK, things have a more formal feel to me, conversations are stilted and often awkward. It takes me a long time to get to know people, and I think generally people have smaller social circles - I don't really have many friends yet, and it's not for lack of trying. It's just hard to break into those friend circles that have existed for a long time - or maybe I'm just the odd duck.

As far as attitudes towards sex, honestly, I find it fairly similar. People in SoCal aren't so hung up about sex, and I think Londoners are pretty liberally minded. Still, they probably do have fewer hang-ups overall about sex here, especially at younger ages. That one's going to take some getting used to with my own daughter. I'm not going to let her out of the house until she's 24. Or maybe I'll send her to live with some elderly couple in the middle of Ohio or someplace more conservative. If she's anything like her mother, I'm going to die of an ulcer and anxiety way before my time.

[Ky_Da]

Ky,

First of all, thanks for taking some of your limited time to talk with us here and relate your story as you go along. Second, congrats on making that decision to prioritize your time with your family over your work. That decision takes maturity and I can see you maturing as a father in the things that you have been saying. Lastly, don’t get too caught up in worry about going too far into or out of the lifestyle. The word you need to keep in mind is “balance”. There is nothing particularly wrong with intense cuckold play, as long as you balance it with close emotionally intimate time with just you, Jaimee, and the kids. There is nothing wrong with emasculating yourself by sucking a cock for her enjoyment if you balance it by doing something masculine for her by fixing her car or building something for her with you hands. (sorry, had to throw that dig in there, but you get the point). Just keep letting your love for family and your strive for balance guide you. Safe travels and hope to hear from you soon.

Lol, interesting point. I just need to take up engine repair...

Good comments, though. For the most part, I agree.

[txrockdog]

Ky,

First of all, thanks for taking some of your limited time to talk with us here and relate your story as you go along. Second, congrats on making that decision to prioritize your time with your family over your work. That decision takes maturity and I can see you maturing as a father in the things that you have been saying. Lastly, don’t get too caught up in worry about going too far into or out of the lifestyle. The word you need to keep in mind is “balance”. There is nothing particularly wrong with intense cuckold play, as long as you balance it with close emotionally intimate time with just you, Jaimee, and the kids. There is nothing wrong with emasculating yourself by sucking a cock for her enjoyment if you balance it by doing something masculine for her by fixing her car or building something for her with you hands. (sorry, had to throw that dig in there, but you get the point). Just keep letting your love for family and your strive for balance guide you. Safe travels and hope to hear from you soon.

Lol, interesting point. I just need to take up engine repair...

Good comments, though. For the most part, I agree.

With your wife’s driving record, it might save you a good bit of money if you did…

[txrockdog]

Ky,

Reading another thread here reminded me of a question I was meaning to ask you. We know Jaimee has wanted to see you going down on a guy and wanted to peg you, but I also remember that she was fond of the idea of your cock in a cage. Have you guys been playing that game at all since returning to the cuck lifestyle?

[Ky_Da]

Ky,

Reading another thread here reminded me of a question I was meaning to ask you. We know Jaimee has wanted to see you going down on a guy and wanted to peg you, but I also remember that she was fond of the idea of your cock in a cage. Have you guys been playing that game at all since returning to the cuck lifestyle?

We play around with it occasionally, but even when we do, it's for short durations. We've both found we need the connection that sex brings in order to keep our relationship healthy. I know others use them for long periods at a time, but for us, we've found that by going too long a time between sex doesn't help either of us.

[Ky_Da]

Hey all,

Dorothy had it right, “There’s no place like home.”

It’s just so nice not to be in a hotel. I got home a few days ago, and had an amazing reconnection with the wife. We went to bed together, woke up together, enjoyed the days together as a family – just the best. Now, if that’s all that happened, I probably wouldn’t have posted anything because that’s not an exciting read. But something did happen the other day that’s worth posting.

I was playing a makeshift dodgeball game in the family room with the kids, frustrating my wife that we kept knocking things over, but the kids were laughing so hard she couldn’t bring herself to tell us to stop. Suddenly her phone sounded that she’d received a text.

She sat on the recliner, and I watched her face as she began to exchange texts. Her little smiles and giggles made it pretty obvious she was texting her boyfriend. I have to admit, I felt a pang of jealousy at that moment.

After about ten minutes, she remarked, “Ky, I fancy stepping out for a bit. It’s been ages since, well, you know…”

“How long?”

“Won’t be too long, perhaps a couple of hours.”

I’m still not sure why I said what I did next. Part of it was because I didn’t want her to be gone as long, but there might have been other reasons, too.

“Just have him come here then. I’ll distract the kids when he gets here and maybe I’ll take them out to the park. It’s not that cold today.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’d rather have you here, and this way you don’t have to spend the time traveling back and forth.”

She was thrilled with the idea, and an hour later I heard a knock at the door. With the kids in the kitchen eating a snack, it was easy for me to slip out and answer the door before Jaimee could get there. I don’t think Matt expected me to answer. I saw a brief moment of hesitation before he seemed to squash it and entered the flat.

“She’s upstairs,” I said tilting my head toward the master bedroom.

“Brilliant. Cheers,” he replied with a curt nod.

I went back into the kitchen and finished eating apples and peanut butter. Yeah, I have a few jars of Jiff peanut butter, I’ve always like it with apple slices. Unfortunately, we also now keep Marmite in the cupboard. I don’t know how Jaimee did it, but she’s somehow convinced all my kids that it’s actually good. Marmite, nasty…

Once the kids finished up, I took them out to the park and tried to wear them out with a few games of tag and Statue Ninjas – it’s a weird game where the boys try to ‘chop’ each other’s limbs off, but they can only make one move at a time, and the other can only move once to dodge it. They’ll play it for hours, all while their younger sister cries because she gets out right away.

I kept them at the park for over an hour and then returned home. I knew Matt was still there because the bedroom door was still closed, and Jaimee was nowhere to be seen. I put on an old Disney movie and, once the kids were all into it, went upstairs and ducked into the master bedroom. It was dim, but there was enough light coming from around the window shades that I could clearly see. My eyes took in Matt lying on his back, my wife between his legs, her hair splayed over his stomach and chest. I couldn’t see her face through her curtain of hair, but it was obvious his cock was in her mouth.

Her muffled moans drifted through the room, followed by his sighs. He wound his hand through her hair and shifted his hips. It was as erotic of a scene as I’ve ever experienced. Seeing my wife’s naked body, knowing another man’s cock had been inside of her, knowing another man had experienced her so intimately, it fueled me with a powerful lust. This was my wife I was watching. But this was also another man’s girlfriend. Those two thoughts mixed together, catalyzing the lust and angst I was already feeling, and heightened the emotions to a point I felt my legs go weak at the knees.

Suddenly Matt’s hips bucked, cumming in my wife’s mouth, his face and muscles straining as he held her head in place. When he finally finished, his body relaxed into the mattress, Jaimee pulled up and sat back on her feet. She was smiling, her lips and chin glistened with moisture, a churn of her own drool and her boyfriend’s semen. I’ve kissed those lips a thousand times, but those lips have also been wrapped around over a dozen different cocks over the years of our play.

Despite just having shot his load, Matt’s erection stood proudly, cocooned by my wife’s hands. He’s not nearly as large as Wade, but it’s still a two hander for Jaimee’s small hands. She describes it as being the perfect size and shape, not too long, not too fat, but perfect enough to hit all those pleasure spots. I don’t know how many times that cock has fucked my wife, but I know it’s not a small number. It’s been in her pussy more frequently than mine has over the last year. That thought tugs deliciously at my cuck-strings.

Jaimee turned to me, her hands released her boyfriend’s cock as she slipped in to lay at his side. “Everything alright?” she asked, pulling the sheet up and over both of them.

I nodded. “Yeah, just er, checking up on everything.” I felt awkward in that moment and wanted to leave.

Jaimee looked to want to say something else, but Matt moved over top of her and wrapped her into a deep kiss. She didn’t struggle. With that, I turned, exited the room, and went back downstairs and hung out with the kids.

About an hour later, I heard the doors open and close, footsteps descend the stairs, and then the front door open and close. A few minutes after that, Jaimee slipped in next to me and curled into my side. Her hair was damp, I could smell her shampoo and skin moisturizer.

“Thanks,” she said with a relaxing sigh. “I needed that.”

I put my arm around her, and we watched a cartoon about emotions residing in a kid’s head. I felt so pulled in two at that moment. Sure, of course there was the erotic side to it. My wife had just fucked a guy for over two hours in our bedroom. We had had sex earlier that morning, but apparently that wasn’t enough for her. She wanted more.

The rest of the day passed as if nothing happened. We enjoyed a nice family day. It wasn’t until we were going to bed and Jaimee stripped and changed the sheets before we laid down that I felt another stab of cuck angst. I was happy that she didn’t seem to want to play. We enjoyed a long session of slow, deliberate love making. It was exactly what I needed.

[txrockdog]

Welcome home KY! Sounds like a nice balance. Keep doing the things you both need to feel that even keel in life.

But be honest…in that awkward moment after she asked if everything was alright, did the thought enter your mind, even briefly, to go to her and give her a passionate kiss, knowing how much it would turn her on if you did?

[DarrenZ]

Fuck, that is insanely hot. The submissiveness of helping to facilitate it and distract the kids. The mild threat of being caught by the kids. I’ve seen some discussions about integrating boyfriends into family life and how to potentially have it work successfully. Any thought about setting it up so that mom’s friend could stay for visits more frequently and less surreptiously?

[venus-can99]

Thanks for the update Ky. Has Jaimee had any further interactions with Sipho?

[DLD]

Is this the first time she’s had her bf over with the kids home?

[Ky_Da]

Welcome home KY! Sounds like a nice balance. Keep doing the things you both need to feel that even keel in life.

But be honest…in that awkward moment after she asked if everything was alright, did the thought enter your mind, even briefly, to go to her and give her a passionate kiss, knowing how much it would turn her on if you did?

You know... I did leave the room feeling like I missed an opportunity. I had the thought in the moment, but with my heart beating in my chest, the feeling that I'd already neglected the kids a little too long, and it was only a matter of time before they came looking, and just the intensity of the moment, I chickened out. I think it would have really rung her bell. Yeah, I missed that one.

[Ky_Da]

Fuck, that is insanely hot. The submissiveness of helping to facilitate it and distract the kids. The mild threat of being caught by the kids. I’ve seen some discussions about integrating boyfriends into family life and how to potentially have it work successfully. Any thought about setting it up so that mom’s friend could stay for visits more frequently and less surreptiously?

No, not really. It's an erotic thought to be sure, but we play it ultrasafe with the kid - okay, we're obviously not homeschooling crunchy parents, but we try to keep our extracurricular activities away from them. Involving Matt that way feels like more risk than reward. I'm not sure how we would make that work. The last thing I want is some years down the road for one of my kids to say, "Dad, whatever happened to that friend who used to come check mum's plumbing?"

[Ky_Da]

Thanks for the update Ky. Has Jaimee had any further interactions with Sipho?

Not really. He and Jaimee have traded a few texts, but nothing's become of it. My wife ad I talked about the possibility a couple of times, and it is tempting, but we're not sure we want to go down that road. Getting involved with Sipho feels exciting but very dangerous. Maybe that's why Matt's the easy go to. My wife enjoys him, and he's safe. He doesn't push, is respectful, takes what Jaimee will give him. Sipho's geared a little differently. He's an unknown that we're unsure about.

[txrockdog]

Welcome home KY! Sounds like a nice balance. Keep doing the things you both need to feel that even keel in life.

But be honest…in that awkward moment after she asked if everything was alright, did the thought enter your mind, even briefly, to go to her and give her a passionate kiss, knowing how much it would turn her on if you did?

You know... I did leave the room feeling like I missed an opportunity. I had the thought in the moment, but with my heart beating in my chest, the feeling that I'd already neglected the kids a little too long, and it was only a matter of time before they came looking, and just the intensity of the moment, I chickened out. I think it would have really rung her bell. Yeah, I missed that one.

Again, that was a mature decision to think about the kids first. My belief is that there should be a firewall between kids and anything to do with the lifestyle until they are old enough to understand it and have a mature conversation about it. People who use the kids as pawns to enhance their fantasy are risking a lifetime of difficulty IMO.

But I also think Jaimee’s conditioning is working. Your first thought wasn’t “Eww gross”. I think part of that balance is recognizing when you have those opportunities to “ring her bell” like that and letting her pleasure be the first thing in your mind and not the concerns about what other people might think if they knew. I am sure she will keep giving you opportunities and I hope you find ways to ring her bell that way. Keep in mind that none of her big cocked boy toys have the chance to turn her on in that way because seeing them do the kinds of things she wants from you just wouldn't have the same emotional or mental impact as seeing you do it for her. You are uniquely positioned to give her a thrill nobody else can. Now you just have to be willing to try…

Good luck and thanks for continuing to share and interact here Ky.

[veub]

Fuck, that is insanely hot. The submissiveness of helping to facilitate it and distract the kids. The mild threat of being caught by the kids. I’ve seen some discussions about integrating boyfriends into family life and how to potentially have it work successfully. Any thought about setting it up so that mom’s friend could stay for visits more frequently and less surreptiously?

No, not really. It's an erotic thought to be sure, but we play it ultrasafe with the kid - okay, we're obviously not homeschooling crunchy parents, but we try to keep our extracurricular activities away from them. Involving Matt that way feels like more risk than reward. I'm not sure how we would make that work. The last thing I want is some years down the road for one of my kids to say, "Dad, whatever happened to that friend who used to come check mum's plumbing?"

Matt didn't visit/stay at the house with the kids while you were away?

[scarlettscuck]

KY - so envious of your marriage! You are the best, most giving cuck ever. Glad you are home and enjoying the best things in life. Wish you both all the best!

[Ky_Da]

Hey all,

This year has already gotten off to a good start. I had a project cancel, so for the next few weeks I have no travel plans. Hallelujah! I think my wife was as excited about her having easier and potentially more access to her boyfriend as she was about me being home. But you know, I’m okay with that.

We’ve dabbled and played with this lifestyle on and off for nearly what, seven, close to eight years now. Crazy how fast time has gone by. In that time, we’ve moved from California to the UK, my wife’s had a number of lovers, become a mother of three, and currently has a boyfriend that she sees when she wants.

I’m fascinated by my wife. The other day I was sitting on the floor with the kids draped over my legs and watching a Lego movie, when my wife got up and told me she needed to get ready to go. She’d had a date planned with Matt, and he was coming by to pick her up. I stayed with the kids while she went upstairs to get ready, but when she returned, I couldn’t believe the difference. Thirty minutes before she was wearing her usual ‘mom’ clothes, a pair of ratty leggings and a stretched-out tee shirt, very much looking the part of a wife and mother spending a lazy day at home with her family. But when she came back into the room, she looked fucking incredible. Hair done, makeup complete, and dressed to impress. She looked so good. It amazed me how drastically she could transform herself in only half an hour.

A knock on the door signaled Matt’s arrival. Jaimee popped up, gave me a chaste kiss goodbye, and was off on her date a few minutes later. How odd it was in that moment that the experience felt almost routine. I wasn’t even concerned about what the neighbors would think because they all know my wife and that she frequently commits adultery on her husband.

They met friends for dinner, spent a couple of hours at a pub, and returned home about 10:00. I was relaxing on the couch and watching something that wasn’t animated, Deadpool if you’re curious, when the couple entered the flat. Jaimee went to the kitchen to prepare drinks, and Matt plopped down next to me on the couch. We’re not best friends by any stretch, but we get along well enough.

My wife came in from the kitchen, handed a cup of tea to Matt, turned to me, and said, “Keep Matt company for me while I change, and be a dear and warm him up for me.”

“Warm him up?” I asked, feeling my brow raise involuntarily.

“Yes, Ky, warm him up for me.” An exasperated look crossed her features, and with a sigh, she added, “You know, give him a hand job, a blowjob, I want him hard when I get back.”

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and went upstairs. An awkwardness settled between us until Matt started to chuckle and broke the tension.

“Mate, she’s determined to your lips around a bloke’s bell end.” He unzipped his pants and fished out his cock. “You might as well get his over with.”

I shook my head. “I don’t think so. Jaimee’s been trying to get me to do it for years, and she can just keep trying.”

“She’ll be well-cheesed off.”

“She’ll get over it.” I thought the situation through for a minute and realized her instructions were to get him hard. She’d thrown out suggestions, but they were just that, suggestions. I took out my phone, opened up my private folder, went back a few years, and showed him a picture of Jaimee when she had short hair and pierced nipples. “Here, this might get you there,” I said, handing him my phone.

“Fuck, mate!” he exclaimed, his eyes going wide. “I can’t believe this is her.”

The picture was one of my favorites, Jaimee posing for me by wearing high heels, her feet spread a bit wider than her shoulders, her arms above her head and pressed against the wall as she looked back at camera over her shoulder. The picture clearly showed her pierced nipple, her toned legs, back muscles, and tanned skin. It was when she was heavily into CrossFit and exercising like a mad-woman. Her hair was dyed blonde and up in a spiked pixie cut.

My wife still looks amazing, but motherhood has smoothed out some of those sharper features, giving her a softer appearance. Don’t get me wrong, she’s done an amazing job to lose the pregnancy weight from a couple of years ago, and she still exercises regularly, but she now has more curve to the hips, a fuller bust, and much longer hair – returning to her natural brunet coloring.

Matt reached down and began to stroke his cock, zooming in on the picture to get a better look at her pierced nipple. He scrolled to the next picture, taking in another image of my wife as she changed her pose showed both her breasts. I found it extremely erotic that he was getting off by looking at pictures of my wife. And since I was sitting right next to him, I couldn’t help but look at his cock. I’m sure I’ve said it before, but while I don’t have a micro-penis, I’m not nearly as large as Matt. If I’m average, and Wade is on the big size of the spectrum, Matt would fall comfortably between us somewhere. I did take a moment and think about performing the act I knew my wife would love so much. Or more accurately, I wondered what it would feel like to truly commit to the act, to do as I’ve seen my wife do and worship the appendage as if was the bringer of all things joyful.

I did let the thoughts pass through my mind, but I made no movement to act on them. After a few more minutes passed, Jaime came back downstairs and into the family room. She was wearing a little black teddy, warm slippers on her feet, and a woolen knit cap on her head. I guess she wanted to dress sexy but didn’t want to feel cold. She gave me a look that said, “seriously!?” She looked about to speak but Matt cut off whatever she’s intended to say.

Matt turned the phone in one hand and held it up for her to see. “I want to experience her.”

“Her?” Jaimee said with a touch of sarcasm. “That was before she had three children.”

“The hair, the piercings… god that’s hot,” Matt said, turning the phone back around to peer at the screen again. He then shook his erect cock with his other hand. “Look what you’re doing to me.”

“I see that,” Jaimee said, a small smile breaking through her lips.

“Make a hair appointment for tomorrow. I’ll pay. I want this,” Matt said, his voice husky with lust.

I think seeing the lust in her boyfriend’s eyes had an effect on my wife. Where I thought she’d push back firmly, she looked indecisive, like she was actually considering it. That shocked me because she’s been growing it out for several years now. She knows I like it long. I love that thick mane.

After a long pause, Jaimee finally said, "That was quite the slutty haircut. But I'm a mum now. I can't really get away with that sort of thing anymore."

“Oh yes you can,” Matt said sternly.

Jaimee rolled her eyes. “We’ll talk about it,” was all she said. She then looked to me. “Would you mind sleeping here tonight? I’ll make sure Matt’s gone before the children wake.”

My heart shot to my throat. She’d been 100% mine for the last week, giving me all her attention. The fact that she wanted a night with her boyfriend shouldn’t have affected me so much. But I could feel the jealousy. I think my wife noticed because she gave me a knowing look. She would be mine again in the morning, but tonight she seemed determined to push my buttons. I nodded.

They went upstairs and shut the door, I took out a blanket from the cabinet under the television and made myself comfortable, it was going to be a long night. I passed the hours flipping through channels, thinking about the possibility of my wife cutting her hair. I pulled up the picture I’d been showing Matt earlier. With the blonde pixie cut, Jaimee barely looked over eighteen.

I was woken my boys jumping on my chest and stomach, both with a serious case of bedhead and both wanting breakfast. For a moment I panicked, thinking that Matt might still be upstairs, but after a quick check, I saw that his car was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief. To answer a previous question, no, Matt has not met the children. When he’s come over, it’s been after hours when the kids are in bed. For now, this is how we’ve chosen to live.

Nearly an hour later, Jaimee came downstairs. She looked fresh and well rested despite being up until the early hours of the morning. This time she gave me a not so chaste kiss, but instead of engaging in conversation about the night before, she announced that she needed to run an errand.

Grabbing her jacket from the closet, she looked to me until I met her eyes. “Watch the children for a couple of hours?” she said in more of a statement than a question. “I have a hair appointment.”

I think my heart stopped for several long seconds. I was so stunned I couldn’t think of anything to say, and before I could find any words, she was out the door and gone. My daughter started to cry, which is usual when her mum leaves, the boys are almost oblivious to who’s in flat and who’s not, as long as they’re fed and watered, they don’t really care. I picked up my daughter and distracted her by reading one of her favorite books, I felt numb, like my entire nervous system had just been yanked out of my body. The thought of my wife cutting her hair for her boyfriend… it floored me.

On one hand I was curious to see what she would look like this time. Was she trying to return to that time in her life before we had kids? A thousand questions ran through my mind, an endless negative feedback look that spiraled me round and round with every kind of thought.

This went on for nearly 45 minutes, until I heard keys opening the front door. That could only be my wife, I knew, but it had been less than an hour. I guessed it didn’t take long to chop off her hair. Jaimee entered the flat carrying one of the reusable grocery bags, her hair just as it had been before she left. She smirked at me as she walked by, putting the bag on the kitchen Island and emptying out its contents.

“We needed mild and bread,” she said with a smirk, knowing she had just played me hard.

“I thought you…,”

“Was going to cut my hair?” Jaimee finished for me.

I nodded.

“You’re almost too easy sometimes, Ky,” she said, putting the new milk into the refrigerator.

We didn’t really need more milk, but it made for an easy excuse, and she ran with it. I was so relieved, but at the same time a little disappointed.

[venus-can99]

Thanks for the interesting look at the home life with the kids and Jaimee and your interactions with Matt. You have expressed your anxiety and disappointment with Jaimee’s “hair appointment “
Very nicely written

[subtoall]

Hilarious how that minx played you!

[viking53]

Another fascinating post. Jaimee really knows how to push your buttons. Her response after getting back after changing shows she doesn't really expect you to get over your lack of willingness to go down on her boyfriend. How do the kids react to finding you sleeping on the sofa? They will soon be at an age when they interpret it as trouble between you and Jaimee.

[antidote2909]

Ky

Had really missed you and your ability to bring events to life with your words. What a fantastic update. Thank you.

[veub]

Fuck, that is insanely hot. The submissiveness of helping to facilitate it and distract the kids. The mild threat of being caught by the kids. I’ve seen some discussions about integrating boyfriends into family life and how to potentially have it work successfully. Any thought about setting it up so that mom’s friend could stay for visits more frequently and less surreptiously?

No, not really. It's an erotic thought to be sure, but we play it ultrasafe with the kid - okay, we're obviously not homeschooling crunchy parents, but we try to keep our extracurricular activities away from them. Involving Matt that way feels like more risk than reward. I'm not sure how we would make that work. The last thing I want is some years down the road for one of my kids to say, "Dad, whatever happened to that friend who used to come check mum's plumbing?"

Speaking of the kids, the boys are around 5 now. Have you given thought to when, how, you will tell them that you are not their biological father? I only ask because, in my experience with adopted children, it was easier on the kids when they knew early, rather than when puberty hits, that they were adopted. Those that learned late felt they had been lied to for years and have long term resentments, especially when they learn the truth from someone else.