A wonderful wife

For over a decade, I've kept these things hidden in my heart, things I could neither tell nor dare to tell anyone. This year, I stumbled upon this website and read the stories of fellow enthusiasts, many of which were remarkably similar to my own. This sparked my own idea to share these things that I can't usually tell friends, relatives, or colleagues. I don't expect anyone to read or comment; I just want to say what I've kept bottled up for so many years, hoping it will ease my mind later.
I'm almost fifty, and my wife is five years younger than me. She cheated on me the year after we got married at 25. Since then, she's had 17 affairs, not counting the two before we got married. I didn't know I had this cuckolding fetish when I was younger; it was my wife who discovered it. My wife cheated on me in the second year of our marriage. I found out the first time she cheated (actually, it's more accurate to say she deliberately let me know). I was furious when I found out (I had a bad temper and was quite impulsive when I was younger). I knew the man and where he lived. After finding out in the morning, I took the afternoon off from work, found an old triangular bayonet, cleaned it, wrapped it in a cloth, and prepared to go find that man that night. I sat there drinking, thinking about it. My wife saw everything I did, but she didn't say anything to me. She was busy cooking. Later, when she saw me drinking, she said to me, "Wait a minute, the food will be ready soon." She quickly prepared two dishes, grabbed a wine glass, sat down next to me, poured me a drink, and we drank two glasses together. Neither of us mentioned the incident. She clinked glasses with me again and drank it all in one gulp. Then she suddenly whispered in my ear, "Honey, wait for me. I haven't showered properly last night and I feel uncomfortable. I'll go wash up and then come drink with you." As she spoke, she stared into my eyes, as if trying to see into the depths of my heart. Upon hearing her words, I instinctively smashed my wine glass and cursed at her. But then, for some inexplicable reason, I felt a sudden jolt, and my second curse was noticeably softer. At that moment, I saw a sly smile flash across her face, and then she clung to my arm, pleading, "Honey, don't be angry. I promise I'll never do this behind your back again." Hearing this, my heart pounded again. Then, my wife whispered in my ear, "Honey, I drank too fast and I'm a little dizzy. Can I wash up later? Or maybe when we go to bed tonight?" At that moment, my mind was racing, my heart was pounding, and I felt dizzy and my mouth was dry; I didn't know what to say. My wife was still clinging to my arm, one hand stroking my chest, muttering, "I won't make you angry, honey. I'm sorry." Suddenly, she exclaimed, looking at me, "Honey, why are you so hard? I didn't touch you!" That's when I felt my penis was rock hard. (You could say that what she said today changed the rest of my life, which is why I still remember it so vividly all these years.) My wife took my penis out and played with it up and down for a while. She opened her mouth and took it in for a minute or two, then looked up at me with a seductive look and asked, "Honey, don't I look especially beautiful today? My complexion is especially good." Hearing her ask me that, my heart inexplicably pounded a few times, and my penis throbbed. My wife squeezed my penis and said, "Honey, I want it." As she spoke, she stood up and took off her underwear and skirt, and then took off my shorts. My penis was rock hard and throbbing. My wife spread her legs and straddled me, rubbing my penis against her vulva. I was painfully hard and wanted to penetrate her, but I felt that my wife was consciously avoiding me. After rubbing like this for a while, my wife smiled and asked, "Do you want to go in?" I nodded, and my wife said, "Don't move, I'll help it in." She grabbed my penis with one hand and sat down, but just as the head of my penis was inside, she suddenly pulled it out. I asked her what was wrong, and she looked shy and whispered in my ear, "Honey, I haven't washed it yet." I let out an "oh" and thrust upwards. My wife seemed to know what I was going to do, and she gently sat back, causing my penis to slip out from the front of her vagina without going in. My wife chuckled and said, "Honey, don't rush, I'll go wash it clean and then you can have some fun." I hugged her and said, "No need to wash, let's play first." My wife asked if I didn't mind. I couldn't say anything, and I didn't want to. My wife chuckled again, and I suddenly blushed. My wife looked at me and said, "Honey, carry me to the bed to play." I carried my wife to the bed, spread her legs, and was about to penetrate her when she suddenly covered her vagina with her hand and said, "Honey, can you look at me before you go in?" I said it would be nice to look while I'm inside her, but my wife blushed and said, "I want you to look down there, not my face." I said "Oh," and started to look down. After a while, my wife asked me, "Honey, am I pretty?" "Pretty!" I said. She said in a very soft voice, "Honey, spread it open and take another look." I used my index finger and thumb to separate her labia majora and minora and looked for a while. Then I heard her softly ask, "Honey, is there anything inside?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I let out an "Oh." My penis twitched and I almost ejaculated. My hand on her vulva was trembling slightly. Then my wife chuckled and said, "Honey, you're so good." Then she pulled me up, grabbed my penis, and placed it on her vulva. I gently pushed in, and it was all the way in. There was so much fluid inside. After only two or three minutes of thrusting, my wife asked me, "Honey, is it comfortable?" "Mmm!" I said. "Honey, what does it feel like?" "So much fluid, so slippery." "Really?" My wife hummed a few times and said, "Maybe it's because of last night. I didn't wash when I got home, so it's so slippery, right?" At that moment, my wife stared at me and said something. Hearing her say that, and looking at me, I felt a tingling sensation in my penis, and I ejaculated. I could hear her laughing happily, and she pulled me into her arms.
I'm writing this today because I feel my mindset started to change after this incident. My wife unearthed my inner cuckoldry complex and made me realize my deepest, truest desires.
There are many people and events before and after this incident, and there are causes and consequences, such as why my wife knew I had feelings for someone else, and how she found out. I'll write about these things slowly in the future. Even if no one reads it, I'll feel relieved just writing it down; that's enough. A
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