Im going to post something that my husband posted a year ago about what happened when his best friend from college came down to visit us in California.
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We recently had a friend flying down from Colorado to come visit us for a couple of days.
It was actually my idea because he just finalized his divorce with his wife and was pretty sad about it.
The first night,we picked him up from the airport and had dinner.
He was pretty down and looked like he really needed to cheer up a bit.
My wife suggested that he should just join us on our hiking trip at Joshua tree that we'd planned for quite sometimes and surprisingly he agreed.
Fast forward to our first day on the trip.
We spend time doing sightseeing and hiking a couple of hours and decided to camp out at the black Rock campground.
My wife suggested to me . How about if i cheer him up a bit tonight.
And spend some "quality "time with him.“And when we’re having sex, we’ll try to not make a lot of noise so that we don’t disturb you. He’s feeling so rejected, so I think this is what he really needs. What do you say?
I knew my wife was just being her very kindhearted self – which is one of the reasons i love her so much – but I'm still somewhat taken aback by how she’s saying that her plan includes having sex with him. I somewhat grudgingly say yes.
During the rest of that day, i knew my wife would be moving into his tent, but I was still surprised that she seemed almost immediately to transition into a mode of being with him but not me – and i was definitely shocked at how affectionate she became with him. During that evening, as the three of us sat around the campfire, i had expected her to sit with me, but instead, she sat with him, across the fire from me – and she actually sat on his lap, partially under a blanket, with his arms around her and her head on his chest. i fairly quickly felt uncomfortable as they kissed and were obviously petting beneath the blanket, so somewhat early i said goodnight and returned to our tent. As i did so, my wife blew me a kiss, but as soon as I was inside it i could hear a lot of giggling, and then a little later, after they went into his tent, i could easily hear the sounds of their love making – sounds i heard again in the middle of the night. In the morning they slept in, so i had time to have coffee and breakfast waiting for them when they finally appeared.
My wife smiled at me and even walked over and gave me a little kiss on the cheek, but then, and for the rest of the day, and for the rest of every day and night of the trip, it was as if she was married to him while i was just the “friend”. Even while hiking, they walked next to each other or close behind one another, laughing a lot and sometimes holding hands and doing a LOT of kissing while paying very little attention to me.
When we met other hikers and campers, those we met assumed that my lovely wife and my friend were married to each other while I was just the “third wheel”. When i met up with others my wife even introduced herself as his wife, and a number of people i chatted with commented on what a nice couple they were and how in love with each other they seemed to be. I had no choice but to play along, although it did pain me to have to agree that they seemed so perfect together and so in love.
My wife took quite a few selfies of the two of them, but also gave me her phone a number of time to take pictures of them too – including pictures of them embracing and kissing .
I took pictures while they were fucking in the tent( at my wife's request)
We even stop by a deserted area where there was no one around and they went ahead and had another sex session and of course I took more pictures of it.
At the end of the trip, as we all drove back, my wife sat in the back seat with him, with her head on his shoulder and his arm around her, and although i had to keep my eyes on the road, i was still aware of their cuddling and kissing. Then, when we arrived at his hotel, my wife got out of the car to say goodbye – and they held each other in a long embrace, and then, to my surprise, he said to her “Love you” and she said the same back to him, and then on the way home she told me that they planned to start communicating with each other more often that he would be flying out to California more often and she would be open to even flying to Colorado and staying at his place for the weekend.
And that's how I officially became a cuckold
