Colin knocked on the door softly and waited anxiously. No turning back now, he thought. The man who opened the door had to be close to 6 feet tall and well muscled, and towered over Colin who was merely 5'5''.

"Hi, I'm Colin," Colin said firmly, trying not to look intimidated by him.

"I know who you are," Jake replied. "What do you want?"

"I need to talk to you."

Jake gave him an annoyed look, but then stepped back and gestured to the couch. "Have a seat."

Colin walked in and sat on the edge of the couch. Jake came and sat down a bit further from him.

"I guess you know what I wanted to talk about." Colin said.

"No, not really." Jake replied in a bored voice.

Colin clenched his teeth. What an asshole.

"I know you and Michelle have been seeing each other."

"And?" Jake challenged.

"And?" Colin yelled. "What the fuck do you mean, 'and'? She's my wife. I want you to stay the fuck away from her!"

"I don't think so." Jake leaned back on the couch, lazily. "I'm gonna keep banging that hot piece of ass every chance I get."

Colin was furious, but at this point he did not know what to do. He had taken so much time working up the courage to confront the guy, that he had not thought this through. And now the jerk was acting like he did not give a fuck.

Jake saw him silently fuming at him, and shook his head as if taking pity on him.

"She's gonna keep coming to me, anyways. It's because you are such a lousy fuck, you know. If you can't keep her satisfied she's gonna find someone who can. It won't matter if I stop fucking her, she'll just move on to another guy. Since you are not taking care of her needs, she has taken it into her own hands. You think she'll just go back to having lousy sex with you?"

Colin frowned, his anger forgotten. Was is true? He knew there sex life wasn't great, and they rarely even had sex anymore, but Michelle never complained to him about it. He had simply assumed that this was what happened to couples after marriage.

"But she's my wife," he said helplessly. "I love her."

"And she loves you. But this isn't about that. She doesn't come to me looking for love. She actually told me she feels happier with you after she started having sex with me. Don't you get it? I am giving her what is lacking in her relationship with you. I'm actually doing you a favor!"

Michelle did seem to be more cheerful around him recently, Colin thought, but he didn't feel like admitting it.

"That's a favor I can do without!" Colin said stubbornly.

Jake sighed. "Look if you want to keep her for yourself, you're gonna have to work for it. Prove to her that you can satisfy her desires, and she's yours. But that's not gonna happen. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Colin asked curiously.

"Because you are not a fighter. Michelle told me all about how it was your best friend who first set you up on a date with her, and how you ended up dating afterwards because you happened to like each other. And she told me how she had to drop hints to get you to propose to her. See, you are the type of guy who just waits for good things to happen to him, and then you take those things for granted. Well, you took Michelle for granted, and now you are in this mess. What are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna try to win her back, or are you gonna keep letting me fuck her so you don't have to worry about having to satisfy her?"

Colin blushed deep red. To his shame, he realized that he did not like the idea of competing with another man. But he also didn't like the idea of Michelle having sex with Jake.

"Well, it's all up to you." Jake said, when Colin didn't reply. He stood up from the couch impatiently as if waiting for Colin to leave, and Colin too got up.

"Y-Yeah. Thanks." When he was out the door, Colin kicked himself realizing he had just thanked the guy who was screwing his wife.

*****

Later that afternoon, Michelle plopped beside him on the couch and leaned against him.

"So I hear you've met my fuck buddy." she said it like it was no big deal.

"Yeah." Colin muttered, not taking his eyes of the TV screen.

"And?" she looked up at him, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"And what?" he shrugged her off grumpily.

Michelle sighed and shook her head.

"Jake's right. You are not a fighter. Well, you can sulk all you want, but I'm not gonna stop seeing him. The sooner you learn to live with it, the easier it'll be for you. You might even learn to enjoy it."

"Why would I enjoy it that you are sleeping with another guy?" he said angrily, finally turning to face her.

"It's actually a lot more common thing than you think. Look up cuckold lifestyle on the internet. It's when a guy gives up his partner for another man to fuck. Like Jake said, this would suit you since you don't like putting too much effort into things. And it has helped me to be more content with our relationship now that I'm being satisfied sexually. Deep down, I think you actually want this. Don't you?"

Colin didn't reply. So even Michelle thought that this was suitable for him. It's true that he had been contemplating the idea in his head since he left Jake's apartment that day. Was it true that there are many other couples who are doing this? Was he really going to be OK with this? But it seemed that he was the only one who's not getting any sex.

"How come we don't have sex anymore?" he complained.

Michelle laughed at him. "You really are hopeless. We rarely have sex because you assume that sex is just gonna happen naturally. You're too lazy to initiate sex. Instead of taking what you want, you just wait for it to fall into your lap."

Colin felt embarrassed. Jake had said something similar earlier.

"I can change."

"Sure, you can. But will you? 'Cause if not, you're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're my little cuckold," she kissed him on the cheek and walked off toward the kitchen.

Colin stared as her butt jiggled in her shorts as she walked away. He remembered when he couldn't keep his hands off her ass, but it has been a while since he had really admired her beauty. It made him feel guilty, and also jealous when he realized that Jake was gonna have his hands all over her. To his surprise, he found his cock becoming erect when he pictured her bubble butt being groped in Jake's strong hands.

*****

"Jake's coming to pick me up tonight." Michelle told him while they had dinner.

Colin instantly felt a pang of jealousy. "Where are you going?" he forced himself to ask.

"Oh, don't worry. It's not like we're going on a date. We're just gonna have sex back at his apartment." Michelle replied, grinning.

'Because that's so much better.' Colin thought angrily. He knew she was trying to make him jealous, and he could picture her laughing about it with Jake later that night.

"Well, have fun," he said pretending it didn't bother him.

"We will. I might be coming home late, so don't wait up for me. Come to think of it, I might even spend the night at Jake's. He's always ready to jump back on top of me as soon as he's recovered, and he recovers fast, you know." Michelle winked at him teasingly. "And since we're now out in the open, there's no need to rush back home."

He didn't know whether to feel embarrased or jealous. When he and Michelle had sex, it's usually over when he cums, which didn't take long. Why hadn't he ever thought of recovering and going back at it? Instead, he had always wanted to go to sleep when he had cum. It had never occured to him that he might go for a second round after having cum.

Colin's expression must have been priceless, or maybe he had spaced out for too long, because when he snapped back to reality, Michelle was giggling at him.

"Honey, you don't mind doing the dishes, do you?" she asked, pushing back her chair and standing up from the table. "I have to go get ready now."

"Sure, go ahead."

"Thanks, hon," she gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out of the kitchen.

Colin, poked at the food left on his plate with his fork. What was he doing? This morning he was determined to put an end to his wife's affair, but now he was helping her out so she could go doll herself up for a night of sex with the guy she was seeing. As he cleared the tabled, he couldn't help but picture Jake sticking his big cock into Michelle's pussy. Colin wondered if he really did have a big cock. Would it ruin Michelle's pussy so that she wouldn't feel anything when Colin fucked her with his average sized cock? As the thought crossed his mind, he was once again shocked to find that his cock was rock hard and straining against his jeans.

When he stood at the sink washing the dishes, his mind was flooded with images of Jake pounding against Michelle's ass while he fucked her doggystyle, and Colin's cock stayed rock hard against the kitchen counter. He tried to will it down as he finished and headed toward the bedroom, but he was still half-erect when he went in.

Michelle was putting on lipstick, wearing a short red dress which ended right below her butt, and hugged her curves; and matching red high heels. She smiled when she saw him.

"How do I look? Do you think Jake will like it?" she said spinning around flirtily.

"You look amazing. Very sexy." Colin replied in awe, trying to ignore the fact that she had dressed up for Jake. His cock was instantly rock hard again. "You haven't dressed like this in ages."

"Sure, I have," she grinned slyly. "Just not for you. I used to take my sexy clothes with me and dress elsewhere, but there's no need for that now. I wish you had found out about us earlier. I was getting tired of having to sneak around."

She turned to the dresser and was putting the final touches on her makeup when her phone range.

"Hi, babe... Yeah, I'll be right out."

She stuffed her phone in her purse, and walked up to Colin. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his in a deep kiss. His hands went around her waist and cupped her buttocks as he kissed her back. He lifted her dress and palmed her asscheek, which to his surprise was naked. When he slid up his hand he felt the lace of her thong.

She broke the kiss and pushed him away. "Let's not get carried away, cuck-boy." she teased. "My man is waiting for me."

As he walked with her to the front door of the apartment, he had a heavy feeling in his chest. He felt like a man who was about to give away his daughter to a man. Except, instead of a daughter, she was his wife; and the man was going to fuck her and send her back to him dripping with cum.

When he held the door open for her, she squeezed his hand and smiled gratefully. "Thank you for understanding. I love you so much, baby."

"I love you too, babe. Now go, and have fun."

She kissed him on the cheek and walked quickly out the door and toward the stairs. Colin looked after her, smiling broadly to see her so happy.If he was gonna have to be her cuckold, so be it, he thought. Who knew, he might even come to enjoy it.

*****

It was nearly 1:00 AM when Colin heard the front door open. He closed his laptop and put it on the bedside table. He had decided to lookup the cuckold lifestyle as Michelle suggested and had been at it all night. He learned that in his case, Michelle was the 'hotwife', Jake was her 'bull', and Colin was ofcourse her 'cuckold'. Most couples seemed to prefer a black guy to be their bull. It excited him to think of Michelle being fucked by a black guy.

It was also very common for the cuckold to watch while the bull fucked the hotwife infront of him. The bull and hotwife would often verbally abuse the cuckold during the session, which added to the cuckold's humiliation. Sometimes the cuckold would even be dressed in lingerie, tied up, or even forced to suck the bull's cock to get him hard, or made to eat the bull's cum from the hotwife's pussy; all to add to his humiliation. Some cuckolds loved getting dirty texts from their hotwife while she was with her bull. This would often include pictures of the hotwife having sex with her bull.

When Colin opened the door Michelle was walking towards the room with her shoes in hand. She looked exhausted, but she smiled when she saw him.

"Hi, hon. Did I wake you?"

"No, I wasn't sleeping. I thought you'd spend the night at Jake's since it's so late."

"Then what were you doing up?" she walked past him into the room, throwing her shoes on the floor, and her purse on the dresser.

"I was reading about cuckolds like you suggested."

"All night? You must have liked it, huh?" she teased. "Please help me out of this. God, I'm so tired."

Colin quickly went to unzip her dress, glad he didn't have to answer her question. As he slid the dress off her shoulders he noticed she was completely naked underneath.

"What happend to the thong you were wearing?"

"Jake tore it in half as soon as we got to his apartment. I guess it turned him on that my husband knew he was fucking me. Now let's go to bed, please."

Colin helped her into bed and hopped in next to her. "Why'd you come back if you were so tired?"

"I wanted to cuddle with you." Michelle snuggled up to him, and soon drifted off with her face buried in his chest. Colin couldn't help but smile. Here she was, sticky with sweat from fucking another man, and her breath smelling like his cum. But it didn't matter to him. He loved her more than ever.