Life as a Cuckold

My Fishing Buddy (Chapt. 4) June 12, 2025: The sales lady brought in a slinky silver-gray cocktail dress and held it up for my wife to see. "Oh my. I'm not sure I could wear that out in public. I mean ... it's very classy, but I'm not sure I have the body to pull it off," my wife demurred. "Oh, I think it will look perfect on you," the sales lady replied. "Ok, last one, honey. I promise," my wife said excitedly as she grabbed the dress and made off into the dressing room. I couldn't believe how excited my wife was to be going on a date with Mark. "Are y'all shopping for a special occasion? A wedding or something?" the saleslady asked. "No, no, just..." I started but was cut off by my wife from the dressing room. "Yes, a special occasion -- a date night," my wife yelled from inside. "Oh, that's nice. You're wife is very excited about date night, I can tell," the lady offered up. Before I co...

 My Fishing Buddy (Chapt. 3) June 10, 2025: I climbed in to Mark's truck and tried to give him the silent treatment. I felt like I was supposed to be angry with him and I was angry with him, but there were so many other emotions (including no small dose of arousal) it was a very confusing situation. And he was such a fun guy to hang out with -- it was very difficult to be angry at him. "Hey bro, what's up? How's it going? Man, I've been waiting for this outing all week." "Yeah," I replied with one word. "Hey so I guess your wife told you I asked her out on a date, huh?" "Yeah, she told me." "Are you angry about it? C'mon, you're not really angry," Mark tried to cajole me. "C'mon, be honest." "Dude, you're trying to date my wife," I responded angrily. But somehow I couldn't be angry at him -- if felt like I was just going through the motions -- playing a role. Mark laughed, "C...

My Fishing Buddy (Chapt. 2) June 10, 2025: "Honey, listen, before you go fishing, there's just something I need to tell you." "Yeah, what's up?" I asked, thinking my wife was going to tell me to take the garbage out or check on our insurance cards. "So ... wow, this is difficult ... " she stalled. "Mark came by yesterday and we had a talk." "Yeah ... and ... you said you wanted him to ask you out in person so you could tell him No! and give him what for." "Yeah, well ... that's not exactly how the conversation went," she began explaining, "See ... he started telling me that he needs someone like me to help him be better on a date. Like a dating tutor. He actually said he wanted to meet someone beautiful, smart and sexy like me and I could help him do better if he ever met someone like me. But ... that's not the point..." I interrupted her, "That's NOT why he is trying to date you. It's no...

This is my most powerful fantasy and it encompasses nearly all of my fetishes. If only I could make this come true. But no reality could possibly match this story that I keep in my head. My Fishing Buddy (Chapt. 1) June 1, 2025:  Took my friend Mark fishing in my canoe at a local pond. I had taught him how to fly fish over the past year. We enjoyed hanging out together either having beers, watching football games, or fishing. We had a lot of laughs, but on this particular outing, the conversation took a very unexpected turn. Fortunately, since we always joked and laughed about ridiculous things, it wasn't tense or confrontational at all. Mark had just caught a big bass and we released it. "Man, I'm glad you taught me how to fly fish. This is awesome!" "Yeah, I'm glad too. It's great to have someone to fish with on a regular basis. Now if I could just teach you to cast without tipping the canoe over, that'd be great." We both laughed. "Hey, y...