Pt 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories2/comments/1dbv2w6/the_start_of_my_training/

Pt 2 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories2/comments/1dcuj92/the_start_of_my_training_pt_2/

After thoroughly displaying just how horny and hopeless I had become, I was told to clean up and meet Jake and Mallory by the pool. I took a shower and then stared at myself in the mirror for a minute, trying to come to terms with myself. Then I got jealous of Jake sitting at the pool with my wife in a revealing bikini and quickly got a bathing suit on to go meet them.

When I got to the pool, Mallory was reclining on one of the resort’s loungers alongside the pool. Jake was on her left, up on his elbows talking. On her right was the brunette I saw in the elevator earlier, next to the fit black guy. I stopped for a second and took the scene in. My wife was really gorgeous—her skin looked like honey under the sun and her light brown hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail. Her bright white smile on full display as she laughed along to what seemed like a vibrant conversation. Jake, meanwhile, was wearing short swim trunks that left very little to his imagination. His boy was sculpted and I couldn’t help but notice that his significant endowment was not well hidden.

It sounds funny if you’ve been reading so far, but I found myself staring with an emotion that had not hit me before this moment—Mallory deserved this. Her body and her sexuality had only gotten better since we met. She was way out of my league and yet loved me deeply regardless. Meanwhile, I had only gotten softer and less attentive with my busy job and insecurities. She should be sleeping with guys like Jake, not me.

I took a deep breath and approached. Mallory smiled at me, “Hey babe, this is Brittany and Christian, they are like us.”

The brunette, Brittany, pushed her sunglasses down and looked me over, “You’ll have to meet my husband, Will,” she said with a smirk, then she scanned across the pool, “there he is with the drinks.”

The bald guy from the elevator had a tray in hand with four drinks on it and was trying to snake his way through a growing crowd. When he got there he handed the ladies their prosecco first and then the guys cocktails. He put the tray between his arm and shook my hand. “Want to go get a beer?”

He led me into the bar inside the lodge while our wives sat outside with two Adoinses. He took a seat at the bar and asked me what I wanted—I decided on a beer but asked, “Um, aren’t we going to take them outside?”

“Is this your first time here?” he asked not directly answering my question.

“Uh…yeah. I didn’t even know it was here.”

The bartender put two frosty beers on coasters and Will told him to just put it on his account.

“If it would make it easier, we can sit in front of the window over there,” he picked up his beer and led me over to a high top by a big picture window overlooking the pool. I noticed our wives had transitioned to the edge of the pool together, their drinks along the edge of the pool chatting with the guys. “So, this place—it’s not a swingers resort. But, the owners are a cuck couple and it’s become something of a club. Your—friend—Jake is a popular member around here.”

“Oh wow, I had no idea…”

Outside the guys jumped into the pool and were standing behind the girls in the water. It was oddly harder to watch the regular intimacy than the fucking, still.

“But there’s…unspoken rules around here. I think Jake expected me to tell you or he would’ve been clearer. There are places guys like…like us hang out. And places they hang out,” he nodded out the window, “I can help for your first weekend and if you want to join you’ll learn a lot more.”

His phone buzzed on the table and he looked down at it, “They want sunscreen. I can do it, but do you want to?”

Outside the girls were pulling themselves out of the pool and, as Mallory did, Jake snagged her bikini bottom, leading to laughs all around and my wife’s ass on display for the pool briefly. I sighed, “Yeah, I will.”

Will nodded to a basket full of towels and sunscreen, “It’s probably good you figure out if this works. Make sure to bring a towel.” I gulped and made my way to the pool.