My name is Mark, I am 60 years of age, 5’ 9” tall brown receding hair (well it’s becoming a bit grey now) with a body shape I think I would describe as average. I retired 5 years ago, technically I was made redundant but as I had been with the same company since I left school at age 18 and had a good pension, I decided I didn’t really want to work again. I like playing golf and I find I can do my fair share of tasks at home by being a ‘house husband’ – I do most of the housework, including cooking and shopping, which still leaves me sufficient time for my passion for golf. I am married to Tina, who is a fair bit younger than me, aged 46, 5’ 6” tall with natural blond hair and fairly slim. She has quite a full bust, with curves in all the right places and I love her to bits. We married a week after Tina’s 21st birthday and our 2 children are largely off hand now. Complications over the birth of our younger child resulted in Tina being unable to have more children, but it means we don’t have to worry about contraception or unwanted pregnancies, and we already have a ‘pigeon pair’. Also, Tina says a very special part of our sex life is the feeling when I spurt inside her. Tina is a nurse in a GP surgery, a job she enjoys enormously, so wouldn’t want to give it up. When she comes home from work in her work clothes (technically an overall rather than a uniform) I delight in saying that I have a thing about women in uniform as an ‘excuse’ to kiss and cuddle her. We have a good sex life together, not rampant like rabbits shagging every day, but satisfying for (I think) both of us. Since before I retired, I have read the stories on SH, not an avid reader but I like to read of other people’s experiences when I have some spare time at home. I would like to think that it spurs my imagination for when I am making love to my wife. Tina learned of my reading interests when she came home early one day about 3 years ago, and she now reads the stories too in the evenings when there is not much on the TV. Tina says she likes the stories by married women who are shagging the husband next door, with or without their own husband’s knowledge. When I ask her whether she would want to do that, she says “hardly” – the couple next door to us are in their 80’s! About 18 months ago, Tina became interested in stories involving cuckolding. She couldn’t really explain why, so I told her that I had harboured thoughts from time to time of her having sex with another man, not that I would ever have suggested it because, despite her interest in reading stories, I knew she would never actually do anything like that. Her reply was “probably not” but she was intrigued by the way men would willingly surrender their wives to other men, in some cases submitting themselves to verbal abuse by their wife or the other man. This became the subject of our bedtime conversations and I began encouraging her, during passionate moments, to imagine it was another man who was fucking her. This usually resulted in Tina having a particularly strong orgasm, so I sensed that my ’harboured thoughts’ might not prove just fantasy. Our discussion of cuckolding developed over a period of weeks to the point when, one day, Tina suggested we should investigate further. To cut a long story short, we put an advert on SH and we were initially inundated with replies. We spent quite some time sorting through them, started email conversations with 4 men and eventually whittled it down to 1 that Tina was prepared to meet. He was mid-30s, divorced, and had some experience of cuckolding, so we thought he would be a good way to expand our understanding of the subject. We decided that the first meeting would be to get to know him better and nothing was going to happen, so we arranged to meet for a drink at a quiet pub about 20 miles from where we live, which was also quite close to his home. He called himself Dave, which may or may not have been true, after all we were using fictitious names and we accepted we are all entitled to maintain our privacy. He spoke very confidently, and was clearly very attracted to Tina, wanting to touch her hand and her arm during the course of the conversation. Although Tina did not say much while we were in the pub, she said as we drove away that she found him too confident and she didn’t have the feeling of a ‘spark’ between them. I emailed Dave the following day to let him know the bad news, which he readily accepted. The discussion had, however, improved our understanding of cuckolding. So, it was ‘back to the drawing board’ re-sorting the replies we had received, but it didn’t take too long to find another likely candidate. Simon was aged 50, recently divorced with not a lot of experience (which was why we had rejected him originally) and not wanting to establish any long-term relationships yet. We arranged to meet at a quiet pub again and we both got on well with him. To cut a long story short again, we subsequently booked a city centre hotel to meet Simon for the following Saturday night, when Tina would not be due to work the following day. We arranged to meet him in the hotel bar at 8.00pm that evening. Tina was quite thoughtful for the following few days and, as we drove to the hotel on the Saturday afternoon, she announced that she would not want me in the room while she was ‘doing the deed’ with Simon. I was naturally disappointed, but I was so keen for her to fuck another man that not seeing the first time seemed a minor factor. Hopefully, she would agree to me being there on subsequent occasions, if it happened again. To avoid the hotel bar staff noticing that Tina arrived with one man and left with another, Tina and I went down to the bar separately, not that it would have made any difference as the staff seemed totally disinterested in our movements. It crossed my mind that the staff might be accustomed to this scenario. I went down first and Simon came in shortly after. Simon bought a round of drinks, including one for Tina, and we sat down, to be joined by Tina 5 minutes later. Simon was clearly quite nervous, but he relaxed noticeably when I explained Tina’s wishes regarding my absence. Tina was trying to act confident but, having been married for so long, I knew she was masking her true feelings. I explained to Simon that condoms must be used for intercourse, and he said he had come prepared for that. Tina gradually began smiling more and was touching his knee now and then as we talked. Finally, I said that I would go off to the local pub for a pint, Tina and I having agreed that she would text me when Simon had left. So I went off to a pub a couple of streets away to have a pint and read the paper, not that I read very much, I spent most of the time staring at the paper and thinking what was happening back at the hotel. About an hour and a half later, my phone beeped with a text from Tina, so I got up to return to the hotel. I was trying to stroll calmly but inside I wanted to run all the way. When I opened the door to our room, Tina was in bed with the quilt drawn up over her. I tentatively went to sit on the edge of the bed, assuming she would want to talk first, but she said “get in here and make love to me NOW” in a very assertive fashion, so I hurredly stripped off and slid in beside her. In no time at all, we were kissing passionately and I was mauling her lovely tits, which brought her nipples to attention, so I could suck them between my lips. I know from years of experience that Tina really loves this to get her aroused, in preparation for my sliding down her body to her pussy, when I nuzzled her pubic mound with my mouth and pushed her knees apart so I can obtain access to her clit. By this time, she was really getting warmed up and her juices started to flow when I licked her clit. Something I have started to do recently, once she has started to get wet, is to kneel between her thighs and finger fuck her until I find her g spot. The effect is electric because Tina always has a massive orgasm, and she usually signals her readiness for me to fuck her. On this occasion, once Tina started to come down from her orgasm, she pushed me over onto my back and began to give me a blow-job. Simply making her cum is such a turn on for me that I could feel the sap rising quickly, so I grabbed hold of her head to stop her going too far; I was anxious that my seed should go where it is intended. Tina climbed astride me and, whilst staring straight into my eyes with a wicked smile on her face, she lowered herself onto my cock – very slowly so we can both enjoy the sensation. I like this position as it gives me another chance to maul her lovely tits while Tina bounces up and down on my cock. She has developed the ability to sense the state of my arousal, and will slow down, or even ‘freeze’ if she thinks I am getting too close. When she was ready for me to fuck her, she rolled off me onto her back and said “come and get me tiger” so I knew this was my time to perform. Her cunt was deliciously wet, so I slid into her with ease, and she sighed deeply, which progressed to grunts and verbal encouragement as I began fucking her. As Tina is still a young athletic woman, I have found I can easily raise her knees to improve my angle and depth of penetration, which really gets her going verbally – “oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder”. She grabbed my cock with her vaginal muscles which increased the pleasure for both of us. As often happens, it was me that reached my climax first, but the sensation of me spurting inside her meant that she caught up very quickly. As usual, our climax was signalled verbally by both of us (quite loudly now we don’t have the kids at home) with lots of passionate kissing and expressions of love for each other. Making love to Tina is always a passionate, emotional moment (we rarely have a ‘quick fuck’), although this time the passion seemed to be very special. After we had calmed down, I assumed that Tina would want to tell me about her experience with Simon, but she chose to cuddle together and we drifted off to sleep. We awoke about 8.00 am the following morning and Tina was immediately feeling randy, which surprised me a little after the very passionate session the night before. We fucked again, this time including doggy style which I absolutely love as I can stimulate Tina’s clit between my thumb and forefinger while I am fucking her, which makes her orgasm even more powerful. After we had both calmed down, she decided to tell me a little about her ‘coupling’ with Simon. They had both been quite nervous to start with but, after they had both stripped off and got into bed, they began kissing each other and become more confident. During the course of Tina’s tale, there were several occasions when I felt pangs of jealousy, and the mention of them kissing was the first such occasion. He had asked her whether she did oral and she said yes, both ways. She said that Simon is not circumcised like me, so giving him a blow-job had felt different (pang of jealousy!). Through trial and error, they had found out a little about what each other liked in foreplay, which helped to relax them both, he had put on a condom and entered her in the missionary position (big pang of jealousy!). He was clearly out of practice as he came quite quickly, which he apologised for. The condom was disposed of in the en-suite and he put on another one so they could fuck again. She was surprised that he remained erect, although this was explained later when he admitted that he had obtained some little blue pills as he was concerned over how he would perform. Perhaps I might think of that for myself! Tina said he fucked her doggy style for what seemed like ages, mauling her tits which she loves and she had lots of orgasms (pang of jealousy). It crossed my mind that I usually stimulate her clit while fucking her doggy, so maybe I will vary that in future. Eventually, he had thought that he had pounded her enough, so he withdrew and flopped on the bed beside her. Tina realised Simon had not cum again, so she removed the condom and began fellating him. He was clearly enjoying this and, when he tried to stop her, she said “it’s alright, I know what’s going to happen” and carried on ‘slurping’ him. He shot his load into her mouth and Tina said proudly that she had swallowed the lot. When he left, there had been no talk of whether they would meet again, but Tina said she would really like to. We carried on meeting Simon, usually about once a month and after the first couple of months, we started going to the same hotel. Each time, Tina would tell me afterwards about what had happened, often in some detail, but not before we had made love. She always used a condom with Simon and, as time went on, I did start to wonder what ‘sloppy seconds’ would feel like. However, I didn’t mention it to Tina as I knew from other things she said that she regarded cumming in her pussy was strictly my preserve.