The Unspeakable Secret of Cuckolding

To be honest, in reality, I think I could never bring myself to have a threesome with my wife, because I'm too ashamed. But the truth is, I not only like it, but I genuinely hope my wife cheats on me. I especially enjoy others seducing and teasing her into having affairs. I enjoy the immense bitterness and excitement that comes with this emotional and physical betrayal. This feeling terrifies me, makes me feel guilty, excites me, and fuels my passion. I know her secret but don't expose it. I know he has ulterior motives towards my wife, but I turn a blind eye and even deliberately condone it. I enjoy my wife enjoying my love and sex with other men at the same time.
I remember 2012 when my wife and I were working in Shanghai, we rented a place in a demolition area. At that time, a man from Sichuan lived nearby. He often played with my son, and after a while, he became familiar with us and often came to our place to play. Because my son was only a little over a year old at the time and couldn't walk steadily, one time when he was playing with my son in our place, my wife was worried that the child would fall, so she bent down to catch him at any moment. My son grabbed my wife's T-shirt collar with his little hand, almost exposing her entire chest... It was incredibly awkward when our eyes met. Luckily, because of the child, everyone's attention was diverted. But that accidental scene seemed to have opened my Pandora's box of infidelity, and every time I think about it, I feel a perverse yet inexplicably excited feeling. From that day on, I noticed that he often secretly glanced at my wife's breasts and buttocks, but I wasn't angry. On the contrary, I not only hoped that he would come to our place more often to play with my son, but I would also make sure to go out every time he came, leaving him and my wife alone in the house. When I came back, I would always expect to find something, repeating the same expectation day after day. Sometimes when he didn't come for a few days, I would feel a strange sense of loss. Then one time, my wife told me not to pay attention to him when he came to our house anymore. I asked why, and my wife angrily said, "Just ignore him, he's not a good person." I had a vague feeling that something was going on, but for some reason I still tried to smooth things over for him, saying, "How could that be? He just likes playing with our son." This continued until he went back to his hometown for the New Year. Years have passed, and for some reason, I still often think of him. In the past few years, I've encountered other men who coveted my wife, but because my social circle is small and my wife is quite traditional, nothing concrete has happened so far.

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