Wife fulfilling lover's fantasy

[FNQLivin]

Lovely update

[troilusand]

I am currently on vacation with my wife, her lover and all of his employees on their company retreat.

I will look forward to providing a more robust update once I've returned, but for anyone who was interested I wanted to say that this has not been what I expected but all in entirely good ways.

First, since our agreeing to take a "break" from humiliation since Spring, and owing to the success of the dinner I previously enjoyed with Dave's company - I really didn't expect this week to be humiliating. I thought we'd just be some sort of modern, progressive West Coast couple who do things differently and that everybody would be cool with that.

That's not how this has played out at all. It has been VERY, VERY humiliating to watch my wife hang off Dave's arm in the bar at night or at dinner and cuddling up to him in an assortment of skimpy bikinis by the pool. Yes, people are cool about it - completely. But I can just feel the undercurrent of it all - I can feel the knowing looks and the sly grins being exchanged by others. Last night, Dave and Alice left the bar to go up to his room and albeit out of the corner of my eye I distinctly saw an exchange of looks between two of his employees which belied some sort of amusement.

I'm surprised it's drawn that much attention since our situation was already a known quantity.

The other surprise to me though, after all this time "off" is, if I'm being honest, how much I have enjoyed the humiliation. It has been much more subtle than a lot of the more overt humiliation I experienced with our former bull, Ryan, but to be honest I'd honestly say that I've found it more intense. I'm spending the week with about 20 people amongst whom it is open knowledge that their boss is cuckolding me. I don't quite know how else to explain it, but it has had my head swimming all week! In a very good way, though.

I'll provide a more comprehensive update after our trip is over. So far it's been wonderful, including the humiliation.

This was the way I enjoyed it...not from some man thinking he's lording it over me, but from the, I guess "shame" is the best word, that I felt knowing others knew I liked other men fucking my wife. And feeling they were judging me as a marital loser.

Troilus

[Bullslovehead]

Glad you're having a great time, with the humiliation and the regular vacation stuff.

[boobman987]

Thanks for the interim update Canadiatwittol, it is very encouraging that you are gradually reimmersing yourself back into the cuckold roll. The mental humiliation of others either whispered or sideways looks of pity is a lot more enjoyable.

Do you get to reclaim Alice while you are there?

[Long Lurker 34]

I am currently on vacation with my wife, her lover and all of his employees on their company retreat.

I will look forward to providing a more robust update once I've returned, but for anyone who was interested I wanted to say that this has not been what I expected but all in entirely good ways.

First, since our agreeing to take a "break" from humiliation since Spring, and owing to the success of the dinner I previously enjoyed with Dave's company - I really didn't expect this week to be humiliating. I thought we'd just be some sort of modern, progressive West Coast couple who do things differently and that everybody would be cool with that.

That's not how this has played out at all. It has been VERY, VERY humiliating to watch my wife hang off Dave's arm in the bar at night or at dinner and cuddling up to him in an assortment of skimpy bikinis by the pool. Yes, people are cool about it - completely. But I can just feel the undercurrent of it all - I can feel the knowing looks and the sly grins being exchanged by others. Last night, Dave and Alice left the bar to go up to his room and albeit out of the corner of my eye I distinctly saw an exchange of looks between two of his employees which belied some sort of amusement.

I'm surprised it's drawn that much attention since our situation was already a known quantity.

The other surprise to me though, after all this time "off" is, if I'm being honest, how much I have enjoyed the humiliation. It has been much more subtle than a lot of the more overt humiliation I experienced with our former bull, Ryan, but to be honest I'd honestly say that I've found it more intense. I'm spending the week with about 20 people amongst whom it is open knowledge that their boss is cuckolding me. I don't quite know how else to explain it, but it has had my head swimming all week! In a very good way, though.

I'll provide a more comprehensive update after our trip is over. So far it's been wonderful, including the humiliation.

CW
- Might it be that some of Dave's employees have seen that you are seemingly not bothered with what's going on and therefore are just being a touch more open raising an eyebrow?

[poppagman13]

Great update. Hopefully, aside from the feelings you are having, I hope you are enjoying the vacation. Just a thought, Have you considered possibly inviting one or more of the others into your little world. Not the Dave and Alice world, they already see that. But yours. Might be interesting.

[walter2000uk]

I started re-reading this whole thread form the beginning
and really loved the streetwalking hooker role play, as repeated in quote below.

Dave had also given Alice $50 as part of it too

The $50 payment for sex makes the role play perfect
This whole thread is very erotic and we all love every update.
Well Done canadianwittol !

QUOTE:-Post by canadianwittol » 20 Nov 2022, 21:36

My job was to drive my wife down to a pre-determined crappy part of town early on Sunday morning - this is an area where ACTUAL streetwalkers are present, but we did this at 8am and in fact didn't end up seeing a single soul. My stunning wife, dressed like a complete slut, got out of the car, wobbling on her right heel as she placed it on the sidewalk, but gathered herself and slowly walked across the street. And I have to say, she really did look like a whore.

She stood out on the corner directly across from my car. I waited there in case anyone came by to offer any sort of trouble. I had her ID on me as well as mine so that if the police came by, while it might perhaps be embarrassing I could at least explain the situation credibly. It wasn't necessary. Watching my wife posing on the corner gave me a hard on sitting in the car. Her totally exposed, shapely tanned legs standing there in those stripper heels made me want to grab her and take her home for myself! This is the deal you make when you are a cuckold: I can barely believe I am married to this woman, but this particular production is not intended for my benefit whatsoever. She's doing this for Dave.

Dave approached slowly. My window was up but he played out the scene as he'd described to her before: he lowered his window and while I couldn't hear him I knew what was in their script: he was asking her how much. Whatever precisely they pretended to "negotiate" at his window, it did not take long. I felt a sense of relief as she got into his passenger seat. I knew they were off to a sleazy hotel which Dave rented specifically to play out this fantasy for himself.
Dave had also given Alice $50 as part of it too

My wife Lily, was a streetwalking hooker for real for 3 evenings a week after her day job
as a Local Govt. Official at the Town Hall
and loved the excitement and sex, and the money, of course, but mainly the naughtiness of being a Slut wife.
I watched from nearby in our car too, as Lily was picked up and got in cars
6 or 7 times in an evening, before signalling me to take her back home.

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My Wife Lily, From Naïve Wife to Whore and Then Hotwife, with cuckold hubby Walter.

[canadianwittol]

Greeting from Playa del Carmen, Mexico.

To answer some questions; no I have not reclaimed Alice - I have not had sex with her all week. She has not spent a single night in "our" room, either.

I did watch them last night which I hadn't done in months; they invited me up and I went. We all had a drink, some nice discussion, and then I watched Dave screw my wife for about 20 minutes before I returned to my room on the ground floor. I slept last night in a babydoll nightie and pair of panties which Alice bought me yesterday at Victoria's Secret in a little mall on the main tourist pedestrian street here in PDC, about 5 mins from our hotel.

Long Lurker may be on to something; perhaps for some the realization is that I am obviously aware of my being cuckolded, I do not object and likewise I will not object to the ignominy of anyone taking a good natured laugh out of the situation. Which is true - I don't.

Things might get kicked up a bit of a notch today/tonight based on some conversations I had with Alice yesterday. Don't want to say anything before it happens (or not)...

Fuller update next week....

[magnus]

I can't wait for the update. I have so enjoyed this thread and the wonderful adventures you've shared with us.

You are living my dream life and it's a joy to experience what it must be like, vicariously through you. So thank you for that.

[OTAVA23CUCK]

Hey canadianwittol can you tell me which type of trashcan was used during one of the sessions with Ryan
A picture would be nice

[OTAVA23CUCK]

Hey when are you gonna see ryan again

[krumpdizzle]

Such a hot situation! Thanks for sharing. I love that your wife has you pantied and in lingerie while denying you her pussy and getting fucked nightly by her boyfriend. Is the pussy denial something you had discussed? Is she feeding you her creampies? Are you allowed to masturbate and are you jerking off like crazy? I sure would be. Looking forward to the rest of the story!

[kai ryan]

Absolute loved reading your journey into this lifestyle. It's a dream to be in panties, denied pussy and cuckolded. Please keep us updated with your outings in the lifestyle.

[kai ryan]

Absolute loved reading your journey into this lifestyle. It's a dream to be in panties, denied pussy and cuckolded. Please keep us updated with your outings in the lifestyle.

[canadianwittol]

Thank you all for your always kind feedback. Sometimes I see how long this thread is and realize it's a chronicle of my wife's entire relationship with Dave and I can hardly believe how much time has passed and all we have been through.

First off - Dave proved himself to be a wonderful, generous gentleman once again in taking my wife on a lovely vacation and in once again offering to include me. He was nothing but kind throughout. In many ways, Dave is my ideal of a bull. He regularly satisfies my wife and is by far her preferred lover now. He is definitely much more successful than I am, better in bed, and I don't say that to revel in the humiliation of being lesser than him - those things are objectively true. And despite that; he is nothing but a gentleman to my wife and to myself. He carries a confidence that doesn't need to show off - at the same time he is not shy about or ashamed to publicly acknowledge that my wife is his lover. He isn't in any way cruel about this - the situation just "is what it is": he is fucking my wife and I am a cuckold.

On that note, I was naive to think that this trip wouldn't be humiliating. Because Dave doesn't go out of his way to make me feel humiliated the way our previous bull Ryan did, and because last year's Christmas dinner was without any negative incident, perhaps I had become a bit too comfortable in the situation.

I have no idea what the gossip amongst Dave's employees might have been - but you could just feel in the energy that it was definitely a topic of conversation. What was different from the Christmas Dinner was the time Alice and Dave spent together by the pool, applying suntan lotion to each other, cuddling up - even kissing. I don't mean passionate makeouts, but for example if Alice was going to go back to the room to get ready for dinner she'd say to him "I'm going back to the room" and give Dave a kiss before leaving. To an outside observer it would have appeared that she was Dave's wife; but of course, everyone knew she was mine - frankly, I think it's something that even the staff was picking up on.

It's hard to describe - but perhaps you've experienced something similar - you *know* people are talking about you, you see little smiles and exchanged looks - but very frustratingly you have no idea what they're saying about it much less what they are really thinking about it. I found this to be even more frustrating than humiliating as I couldn't say for sure what (if anything) was being said. And it seemed no one would dare to speak of it with Dave or Alice, either. I mentioned Dave's employee Judy at Christmas last year - who was there and continued to be very chatty and friendly with me - but who never specifically brought up the subject. I suppose we'd already covered everything last Christmas.

Dave and Alice spent each night in the room he rented for himself on the top floor with a huge balcony and a commanding view of the Mayan Riviera. For me he rented a room on the ground floor. This might sound like it was intended as a humiliation - it was not - in fact, the ground floor suites each had their own little private mini pool adjacent just off the room - so it was actually a very nice room.

The only time Alice would spend in my room was when she was getting ready for the evening. Most days I let her go back to the room herself and I stayed out by the pool - but two of the days I was back in the room with her as she prepared herself for the evening, always taking great care to groom herself, dress sexily and apply perfect makeup before the evening's activity. Watching her sit at the desk with the makeup mirror in her very skimpy underwear gave me a hard on both times as I laid on the bed playing with my phone while stealing glances at Alice knowing I'd be masturbating later that night to this visual of my wife getting ready for her date while she was being fucked on the top floor.

Dave and his employees were doing different “workshops” throughout the day and so during the day time Alice and I would spend time together and enjoy it. Halfway through the trip she asked me if I was having fun and I said yes, of course I was. She was somewhat apologetic about having spent every night in Dave’s room but I assured her that I assumed that’s how this was going to work. Then she started talking about how nice Dave’s room was (I didn’t know what it looked like at this point) and said I should see it. That’s when something big happened: she told me that I should come up and watch tonight. It had been a long time (almost six months) since I’d last watched them having sex and that she’d like it if I did.

I thought about it for just a second and thought that I would enjoy that, and told her that I would like that. She smiled right away and said that she’d let him know.

That night after dinner she whispered to me that I should make my exit from the evening activities discreetly and return to my room, and that she’d text me when it was time to come up and join them in theirs. That’s what I did and was warmly greeted by both Alice and Dave.

It was as I already described a beautiful room, and I felt happy that my wife was experiencing this.

Dave grabbed each of us a Corona out of the mini bar and I remembered how he’d offered me a beer the first time I met him on his boat. It felt nice. It was a nice moment for me.

We talked casually for a few minutes, with me sitting on a chair across from the couch on which they sat with a small coffee table between us.

Alice was nestled up with Dave when she put her bottle down on the coffee table and without any word or warning, opened up Dave’s pants and started to suck his cock, which she did for a few minutes before she lifted her head up and suggested we all go over to the big King size bed on the other end of the room.

“You!” My wife playfully commanded, pointing at me, “sit down!” Moving her finger over to what I see even mainstream media now refers to as the “cuck chair”.

“And strip down to your panties.” She added.

I did as she asked and sat in the chair, wearing only a flimsy purple flutter thong with light whitish-purple trim around the edges and the words “Pucker Up” written across the front in dark purple script. Alice didn’t know what pair I was wearing, and it was a coincidence that I’d worn them that day because they are one of her favourite pairs.

She had just jumped onto the bed on her hands and knees when she looked over and said “Oh, I love those ones.” Turning to Dave she said “Do you like his panties?”

Dave looked over and a subtle grin spread over his face before he asked “what do they say on them?”

Alice looked over too, perhaps not remembering, when I volunteered: “pucker up”.

The two lovers then turned their attention back towards each other and Alice crawled another foot in Dave’s direction before she began sucking his cock again. From this point on, it’s like I wasn’t even in the room.

After another few minutes of cocksucking, Alice got up onto her knees and began rubbing her pussy. As if that were a cue, Dave reached over to the nightstand for some lube and began applying it to his very firm cock. Next, Alice got on top of him and began riding his cock.

One thing I noticed after months of not watching them is how much more verbal they have become with one another. Perhaps having these past few months alone together has brought out another side of each of them, because unlike in the past, it was an ongoing dialogue of “yeah, ride that cock baby” and “oh god yes, fuck me”, going on to “who’s my good little slut?” And “fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy!”

After a few minutes of riding, Dave tossed her off and directed her to her hands and knees, at first at about a 45 degree angle from me. Dave has typically not been very dominant with me or anything like that, and I don’t even know if this counts as dominant per se, but I felt a rush in my body when I heard him say “No, face your husband.”

Alice moved over until she was facing me, looking me in the eye head-on. Dave began to pump her vigorously from behind. Curiously, this was the point at which the dialogue stopped. I wondered to myself if it made them uncomfortable to have dialogue when they were that conscious of my presence. Alice did continue to moan uncontrollably as Dave plowed her from behind, occasionally smacking her on the ass - twice he smacked her hard enough that I could see her visibly grimace from it, but it was equally obvious that she was loving every second of it.

They finished with Alice back in missionary, legs in the air, Dave pounding away on her from the top. With me out of their sight line again Alice began whimpering “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” over and over again. Not long after, Dave finally came in her and audibly came. He asked Alice next “did you cum?” And she said “No, not yet.” Dave began to finger her when Alice said “no.” And as if she had forgotten my name in her sexual high she said simply “him” pointing back over at me. “Eat me.” She declared.

Dave smiled over at me, and again I felt in that moment that this was not because of the humiliation of being asked to eat his cum, but a genuine happiness that I was going to reprise my role as their third as we’ve done before.

Dutifully, happily and with great enthusiasm I made my way onto the end of the bed and lay down on my stomach, approaching my wife’s perfectly fucked pussy and began eagerly lapping up the cum.

I have continued to eat creampies from Alice even during the rest of our “break” - but they always come home to me and much of it is usually dissipated or has fallen out by the time she bring it home to me. It was the first time in months that I got a fresh cream pie with a copious amount of cum. I was almost not used to it but I quickly got back into it and just licked and licked while my wife moaned and it was Dave’s turn to watch.

I finished eating my beautiful wife in about 10 minutes and resumed my place on the couch. At this point Dave returned to stroking her pussy until she came - and squirted.

“Oh my God. I made such a mess.” She declared.

“Thank God for housekeeping.” Dave said.

“What did you think, sweetheart?” Alice asked me.

I confessed that I was sorry not have watched in such a long time, I really enjoyed watching them. Dave also said it was nice to have me in the room again.

About half an hour later I did feel a slight sensation of humiliation wash over me as we all said goodnight and I dressed and prepared to leave my wife and her lover and return to my room alone. It didn’t feel bad though; I did not feel sorry for myself. It was just the familiar old feeling of knowing that you’re a cuckold. It’s funny how once that is out of sight and out of mind how much that feeling has faded in the last six months or so for me.

It came back right away - and it felt right. It felt great.

I will update further in a separate post; this is all I have time to recall today. Thank you for reading it if you have; it’s been a great catharsis to have a story like this to report on again after all these months. It feels great and I feel like I’m back.

More to tell about the last few days in a part two - coming soon.

[Long Lurker 34]

CW
- Does Dave actually, verbally refer to Alice as his lover?
- I'm a little surprised Alice didn't have her bags up in Dave's room, as it seemed things were pretty much out in the open about what was going on.
- Does Alice ever go to Dave's business?

[canadianwittol]

More than lover, Dave has in fact gone as far as to refer to Alice as his girlfriend. Alice likewise happily refers to Dave as her boyfriend.

I can't tell you why Alice didn't take her bags to Dave's; when we checked in, we went to "our" room as a couple, left our bags there and they never left. Alice just came and went as she pleased.

Alice has in the past stopped by at Dave's business, but rarely. I don't imagine there's generally much need for her to be there.

[MartasBoy]

.....I can't tell you why Alice didn't take her bags to Dave's; when we checked in, we went to "our" room as a couple, left our bags there and they never left. Alice just came and went as she pleased.......

I think it makes perfect sense for her to leave most of her stuff in your room. It really enhances Dave's fantasy experience. It allows Alice to preserve the Feminine Mystique of presenting herself to Dave in her most beautiful and sensual state, by doing the dressing and preparation in your room. It helps to preserve the pristine nature of their love nest.

It enhances Dave's fantasy experience of having just the romantic and sensual parts of a girlfriend relationship, without her becoming like wife, something he already has. Alice can do all of her dressing it pretty in your room, and then she is in her most elegant and sensual state, when she presents herself to him in their love nest.

Dave doesn't have to be subjected to all of Alice's makeup, and hair care items, and dirty laundry, cluttering his room. This is how women in an early dating relationship, preserve the feminine mystique. All of the messy parts of a woman preparing herself for a date, are done somewhere else, at her place, and then she presents herself in her most beautiful and sensual state, got the man seeing what goes on "behind the curtain".

They've already has a wife at home, who likely clutters up their bathroom at home with all of the mess that is required for a woman to make herself beautiful. With Alice, Dave gets the full boyfriend/girlfriend fantasy. Alice does all of the messy parts of preparing herself, in your room, and when she greets Dave in their love nest, she presents herself in her most beautiful sensual state, ready to serve his pleasure and gratification.

You have mentioned that Dave is a superior and successful man. He is generous, and lavishes you both with perks of his success. Alice is his reward for how hard he has worked to be as successful as he is.
Alice is providing the most magical fantasy experience for Dave. This is how it should be.

[johnswan]

I think it makes perfect sense for her to leave most of her stuff in your room. It really enhances Dave's fantasy experience. It allows Alice to preserve the Feminine Mystique of presenting herself to Dave in her most beautiful and sensual state, by doing the dressing and preparation in your room. It helps to preserve the pristine nature of their love nest.

That makes perfect sense.

And, surely, it's hotter for canadianwittol that way?

[MartasBoy]

I think it makes perfect sense for her to leave most of her stuff in your room. It really enhances Dave's fantasy experience. It allows Alice to preserve the Feminine Mystique of presenting herself to Dave in her most beautiful and sensual state, by doing the dressing and preparation in your room. It helps to preserve the pristine nature of their love nest.

That makes perfect sense.

And, surely, it's hotter for canadianwittol that way?

It certainly is for me. I love watching my wife get ready for a date. It's even better when she lets me assist and I will then smell the scent that she has chosen for her seduction that night. It's incredible to watch a woman who knows how to attract and pleasure men, as she prepares for the seduction.
When my wife gets ready for a date, I will ask to take a photo just as she is ready to go out the door. And when she chooses the particular fragrance that she chooses as her signature fragrance for that man, I will dab a little under my nose after she leaves.
After she leaves, I can smell the scent that she has chosen for that night's seduction, and I will masturbate looking at that photo, as I imagine her date unwrapping her like a Christmas present.

[canadianwittol]

I absolutely adore watching Alice prepare herself for another man, which these days is always Dave.

I love the way MartasBoy says that: "...as she prepares for the seduction." I am hard as a rock watching Alice carefully apply her makeup, knowing that the net result of all of her effort will be to make a cuckold of me once again.

Likewise, watching her, as the finished product, depart for her rendezvous knowing that her objective is a night of infidelity.

I am further conscious of the fact that Dave receives her at his door with the specific intention of cuckolding me. This isn't really his main goal, but it is for me the main consequence of Dave fucking my wife.

Everyone in this three-way partnership, including myself, has agreed that it will be my job to play the humiliating role of the cuckolded husband. This has been the status quo for years, but the big difference last week was that this time it came with socializing with 20 people who, while ignorant of the fine details, are all aware that I have accepted these terms and amongst whom I spent a week living openly as a cuckold.

I am still living on a bit of a high; when I think through just how humiliating this situation was, I can hardly believe that I got through it and yet, more than any instance than we've experienced before, I absolutely loved it.

I still have some further details to offer; just need a bit of time to put my thoughts together.

[MartasBoy]

I absolutely adore watching Alice prepare herself for another man, which these days is always Dave.

I love the way MartasBoy says that: "...as she prepares for the seduction." I am hard as a rock watching Alice carefully apply her makeup, knowing that the net result of all of her effort will be to make a cuckold of me once again.

Likewise, watching her, as the finished product, depart for her rendezvous knowing that her objective is a night of infidelity.

I particularly like the concept of another man defiling and spoiling my pristinely put together bride.
My wife is very classy and elegant. She rarely does cheap, tacky, or slutty, except at times when her boyfriend has asked her to present herself in such a way, to meet a fantasy of his.

My wife is a fairly high level professional. For work she dresses in nice skirt suits and pant suits and stockings and heels. When she goes out on a date, it's a classy and Elegant Style she goes for. She's very detailed with her hair and makeup. When she leaves the house, he is a beautiful work of art. I love when she comes home, with disheveled hair and clothes, smeared makeup, possibly no longer wearing stockings or panties, strolling in maybe barefoot, carrying her shoes.

For me, it adds to the cuckold humiliation, that my beautiful pristine princess or goddess, has been defiled and spoiled by another man, and sent home to me a mess. She has gone to him as that pristine goddess for his pleasure and satisfaction at spoiling and defiling. I only get the sloppy seconds. The cum dribbling from inside of her, is the ultimate symbol of her defiling.

It's particularly exciting, the couple of times that she gave a boyfriend a wedding night type honeymoon experience, in her wedding dress, and Bridal lingerie, with hair and makeup exquisitely done and then to have the whole look completely destroyed, for his satisfaction and night of pleasure. It hints at the ultimate humiliation and defiling, of her symbolic virginity being taken, and her being returned to me used.

[canadianwittol]

Again, MartasBoy, you paint a stunning visual and you capture my feelings perfectly. You so completely, totally get it.

I feel much the same way you do. You're right; she prepares himself for him and comes home to me defiled, having made a mockery of our marriage vows for the sake of wanton, carnal pleasure and having made a fool of me to any outside observer such as I had last week who bears witness to her flagrant and uninhibited cuckolding of me.

I have felt this way before, but not on the scale of the way I did last week: that what really baffles me in a way is that everybody accepts the arrangement. Of course, why wouldn't they? It's none of their business anyway. But my childhood notions of chivalry and honour would provoke me to think that there might be at least one person who speaks up; objects to my wife's outrageous behaviour and decries the injustice of the poor husband's cuckolding and humiliation.

And of course no one does. Everybody accepts the arrangement as it appears, and endorses the concept that it is right and proper that I be made a cuckold. Rather than object on my behalf, they snicker amongst themselves behind my back. They would never accept what I have accepted for themselves, but agree totally that it is appropriate that *I* both live as and be recognized as my wife's cuckold.

I have always enjoyed the humiliating lop-sidedness of our arrangement, but to have it exposed to 20 other people for the course of a week took this to a whole other level. If I naively felt that the Christmas Dinner last year made this all totally cool, I was totally wrong. I would love to know what the chatter around the water cooler has been in that office.

[OTAVA23CUCK]

Hey man you never answered my question

[MartasBoy]

Again, MartasBoy, you paint a stunning visual and you capture my feelings perfectly. You so completely, totally get it. .......

But my childhood notions of chivalry and honour would provoke me to think that there might be at least one person who speaks up; objects to my wife's outrageous behaviour and decries the injustice of the poor husband's cuckolding and humiliation.

And of course no one does. Everybody accepts the arrangement as it appears, and endorses the concept that it is right and proper that I be made a cuckold. Rather than object on my behalf, they snicker amongst themselves behind my back. They would never accept what I have accepted for themselves, but agree totally that it is appropriate that *I* both live as and be recognized as my wife's cuckold.

And their acceptance of your situation, your cuckold status, is based in so many cultural phenomena. There is class, status, concepts of Manliness, concepts of women's beauty that gives them marketability in in the world. It has to do with class and status. It has to do with how beautiful women have always been able to trade their beauty for power, money, and status from powerful man.

It has to do with perceptions. Most people are critical of marital infidelity, but if they perceive that the spouse who is cheated on deserves to be cheated on, for some reason, it changes things. People who cheat usually tell a story of an abusive or uncaring spouse who deserves to be cheated on.

You have mentioned that Dave is affluent, charismatic, and successful. He is perceived in our culture, as being a high status male. He can provide April with things you can't. Then, you allow yourself to be perceived as an unsatisfying lover for April, people easily accept this scenario, which allows them to feel more comfortable with what Dave and she are doing together. They can perceive April as a poor wife who is longing for greater emotional and sexual fulfillment, but doesn't want to be cruel and divorce her husband, so she has found a man who meets her needs, and it is all seen as a convenient arrangement and she becomes a sympathetic party. It's all very interesting.