Cuckold badge of honor

[theothercuck]

I've heard people talking before and the fact that they're a cuck becomes a dead give away. I've called it cuckolding lite before. People brag about the smallest of things and it shows they think about it often.

I was talking with a friend from church who's wife plays in the band. She wears short skirts, she's careless on stage, and he was bragging that the whole congregation knows ever pair of panties she owns.

For me, it's a bum grab. I've never personally met a man who's shared his wife's butt more than me. My ex-wife let every guy grab her ass. Friends touch it. Her roommates in university touch it. Her co-workers touch it. Her record is 20 ass grabs in one night when she worked at a summer camp. I've never shaken a man's hand that has never had to share his wife's butt more than me. I am the champion of men I know in sharing his wife's ass.

Another friend bragged about the site of his wife's breasts. He had to wait until they were married to see them, now that she's breast feeding she halls them out for all of us to see, he loves bragging about having waited for so long only for the whole world to get a glimpse shortly after he did.

What small little thing is your cuckold badge of honor?

[canadianwittol]

Not trying to one-up you here but for me it would be the fact that my wife has slept with dozens and dozens of other men since our wedding!

[hornedhubby]

At a friends-of-family Christmas party, about 12 years ago when our daughter was still in college....

One of our daughter's male friends from HS was at the party, a tall, handsome kid with long hair, who had been a very good HS quarterback.

"My God," said my wife to our daughter, with a hint of breathless lust in her voice. "Drew is just gorgeous!"

"Mom!" said our daughter. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Well, I guess I'm just a cougar," my wife replied.

I laughed and tried to disguise my instant boner.

[MartasBoy]

I've heard people talking before and the fact that they're a cuck becomes a dead give away.

What small little thing is your cuckold badge of honor?

I met my wife in college, where we were in the same grad school program. Just before I started dating her, she had been in an affair with one of our married college professors. He was very esteemed and traveled a lot that year, presenting his most recent research article at conferences. His wife had to stay behind with their children, so he always paid the conference fees and the cost of an extra hotel room, for M to accompany him to all of the conferences. Her room was for cover, and she always went to his room at night. But a lot of the other students and college professors figured out that they were having an affair.

He liked fine dining and fine scotch, and on these conference trips, they would sneak away from the hotel where the conference was, to have dinner together, somewhere else. They often snuck away for weekend getaways together.

M finally became tired of dating a married man, and ended it. We started dating shortly after that. M was honest with me, and told me of the affair, because we both encountered him on campus from time to time.
Everybody knew when we got engaged. Many people wondered if I knew about the affair. There was a lot of whispering about whether or not I knew, and if it would end the engagement, if I found.

We were both older, and each of us knew that the other had been with plenty of other people. It was just a little different, that one of my wife's past lovers had been a much older married man, who was one of our professors. Plus, it was a campus scandal, that people whispered about, behind our back.

It was odd, whenever I encountered him on campus, or around town. He would nod and smile an odd smile.
I didn't know him well enough, so I couldn't tell if his smile was his way of gloating, to suggest that, while she was my fiance, she had recently been his mistress.