My wife is very attractive woman with smaller height and average weight. She has dark brown hair and a beautiful rounded like a ball ass and 36DD boobs that makes every male to stop and look at her. The interesting part of it is that she doesn’t know how she is beautiful. I really liked her sexy body and liked more when others stared at her. Even whenever she was young, she already got huge boobs and she was never skinny girl at all. She was always shy and hasn’t had self-confidence about herself and always tried to hide her body. I always say how she is beautiful by mentioning her sexy ass and big boobs. I suggest her to wear some short shorts, tight-fitting shirts and sexy bikinis. She likes when I say complements and suggestions to her but still cannot overcome her thoughts of being full figured of her body. About a month ago we went out to a nice restaurant in our town. She dressed her sexiest clothes that I bought her for her birthday. The top part of the dress was almost shows her amazing boobs and bottom of dress could slightly cover her ass when she was sitting. Then we ordered our first meal. Our waiter was a young man from Africa. He was a college student on a scholarship base. He was a bit taller than me with strong body and as dark as coal. I realized that he keeps visiting our table so often for drinks or to take our order and he couldn’t stop from looking at her sexy body. Especially her boobs were at its full sight from his height. It definitely had an impression our young black waiter because as he stands in front of our table I realized that he started to get erected from the view he saw. I am sure he was thinking about some dirty stuff.

It was my wife, Kate’s idea that I wear an apron when I wash his car on the street. She was excited that anyone could see me dressed like this and cleaning a car that wasn’t even mine. I was not rushing clean the car because I was so calm. I knew that they would be upstairs in the bedroom for at least three hours and often longer and thus I could wait outside for long time. I didn’t know anything about him until she has told me. His name is Bob, her coworker, and he is married with three kids. They have been together for almost eight months now, and he used to visit us every Friday afternoon. However I didn’t feel sorry for weird admittance to her a year ago about my cuckold fantasy. I cannot accept the fact that how one can let his wife, the beloved one to be shared with anyone else. It was beyond any frames of relationship, love and marriage, and it didn’t make any sense. And the same like those husbands I suffered from unusual sexual tastes that were overwhelming. And thus every sunny Friday I go out to clean the car of lover of my wife. My fancy has caused me to lose everything that most husbands appreciate and protect, my wife’s love and respect, our sexual life, the chance of becoming a father, my own self-esteem and manliness. It may sound absurd to the rest of the people but this I what I really wanted. I found my place by becoming a cuckold and required only minimum portion of a men. Some type of cuckolds wants their wives tell them about their sex with their lovers and even letting them to watch it. And this is true for those who is still unsure about this or have an open marriage. However for cuckold they don’t care about the sex life of her wife with the lovers. It was very clear from the beginning of the love affairs of my wife with his lover. I was excluded from our common bedroom and had to sleep in the next room all the time. One of those days, I was finishing washing his car, and I received a mobile-message from her asking me to bring some refreshments, one juices and one cold beer. Accepting this, I went upstairs and brought them what they asked. I entered to the bedroom and saw him lying and hugging her from the back. They were both naked. Then she stood up once she saw me entering and starts to cover exposed parts. “Do you know how to knock the door?” she screamed, and wrapping the sheet more tightly around herself. I said sorry to her but she didn’t want to listen to my excuse and started to miscall me with bad words. Her reaction really surprised me. I knew that I lost all the right for marital life with her after my admittance and I was really shocked at being criticized for looking at my own wife’s boobs. Then Bob stood up and by hugging her he looked at me. “No more boobs for you, cuckold, no more having pussy” he smiled. Then he kissed her face by saying she belongs to him. “ALL mine” he said and kissed her. I realized that the way they hug each other and talked to me, she already fall in love with him. I quickly put the drinks down on the table and left the room. The most things that I want was, Bob would remain in his marriage and will continuously visit every week for giving her a good sex and she let me stay with her in marital house. I was ready and could do everything to live in my dreams of being cuckold to my beloved one Kate.