Not tonight

One of the frustrations/thrills of being a cuckold is not knowing. Sometimes I have only discovered at the last minute that she is about to meet him, such as when unusually she spent ages on the PC on a night when I would not be expecting her to meet him the next day. Acting on an instinct I checked the Internet Explorer history and found she had been looking for hotels to book into half way between his home and ours. She did meet him the next day for an apparently long and enjoyable XXX session but did not say anything about it until I asked her point blank if she had met him and she replied "Yes", then teased me by telling me all the graphic details.

It looks like she is not planning to meet her Bull tonight because she has committed to some childcare to and fro transport. That means it will all happen tomorrow, subject to convenient timing of her Bull's journey back south and some planning by him (which is not his main strength!!).

One more night of waiting for the Cuckold (and Cuckoldress), then a long day of anticipation before the evening 'climax'. Followed no doubt by teasing and sloppy seconds for both myself and my small unfulfilled cock, with contrasting yet more fond memories for both Jayne and her Bull.

They have now met more times without me being there as the number of times (early on) that I was present taking pics. This year they have been passing more similar milestones, such as her spending the whole night with him, meeting more and more frequently, talking daily. She says that he is a friend and I believe her because of the way she talks about him. The look in her eyes also tells me something else. The empathy and respect he shows to her is having an effect. From my point of view she appears to be falling in love with him, despite her saying that their meeting is purely for wonderful, thrilling sex and fulfilment. They have become lovers, yearning for the next time they are together; which may be tomorrow. Meanwhile, she has said she no longer wants to marry me, has moved her engagement ring from left hand to right hand, has distanced herself from me emotionally and I cannot remember the last time she said to me "I love you"; whereas I do know that when we are making love and I mention her 'lover' (Bull) she gets very aroused and cums almost immediately, despite my small cock not having much material effect in her vagina. When I gradually became a Cuckold I obviously also gradually lost her respect. She probably cannot understand why I would allow another man to meet with her, suck her clit and fuck her cunt, without my hitting him (he is much bigger than me physically). By not 'protecting' her, from both her Bull and herself, I am to blame for the ongoing and growing feelings she has for him and the lessening feelings she has for her wimp (myself). So in her eyes it is probably all my fault and, in truth, it was me who suggested the swinging lifestyle in the first place. She reluctantly said "Yes" to meeting another man only after many discussions and many false starts. The Bull she is with now is the original man we arranged to meet for her first swinging XXX session so many years ago; meetings with other men either not happening or failing to impress. So she has stuck avidly with the original man who broke her monogamous mould; her magnificent and only Bull, and potentially the man who will marry her.

I can only watch tomorrow's and future events from the sidelines. If I asked her to stop meeting him she would laugh in my face or comply in the open but continue behind my back. They are truly locked together, not just in bed but for the foreseable future.