Read part 1, 2 & 3 before you continue to the final part. She laid there with me after our intense fuck not saying a word. I knew something was in her mind and I wanted to find out if she thought of the other guy when I spoke about him. So I faked a loud laugh and she turned to me and asked “what happened?”. I took a deep breath and said the words that would change my life “nothing I just understood that I was talking about another guy while you were coming”. She looked mad and I added “kinda weird but it’s funny. And I am right to say that he, and others, would love to be in my position”. She looked at me and then back at nothing “I don’t care” she said. And slept…

Next morning we took a walk. She was talking much and I asked her what was on her mind. She said that she didn’t like the fact that I said what I said last night during sex. I asked her why but she didn’t know what to say. So I took a deep breath and said “I know why. You were thinking about him the moment you came right? You were with me but the thought of him made you cum”. I couldn’t believe what I said. She neither. She started saying that I’m crazy and should be ashamed of what I said. So I added “I’m right. And I’m ok with that. It’s not like he replaced me he just helped you cum. I’m sure that you do that to many guys”. She looked at me like I’m a psycho. “For example look at this guy” I pointed to a handsome man around our age. “ I’m sure that if he notices you he’ll cum later in his room thinking about you. You haven’t done anything but you’re still making a man cum. Just by him thinking of you. And that’s fine with me. I’m sure he would love it if you could help him cum for real. I’m not mad that men think like that for you. And I wouldn’t be mad at you for doing whatever you want”. She looked shocked and asked me “what do you mean?”. I get up from our table and say “you can do whatever you like. I’m sure many will approach you as long as you’re alone. You’re free to deal with them as you like”. I winked and left her. Shocked and not knowing what to do as I sat across the cafe.

She ordered her juice and as she did I asked from another waiter a pen and paper. I wrote this “I know it is weird but this woman wearing a green shirt and jeans is married and her husband gave her the ok to do whatever she likes. I know coz I’m the husband. You’re her type. Use that info as you wish.”. I gave that paper to the waiter and asked him to give it to this man without saying who gave it to him. Did it look gay? Yes. Did I mind? No I was at a foreign country.

The man read it and smiled. She noticed my wife after scanning the cafe and started giving her looks. She noticed and then I texted her “do as you wish. I don’t care”.

He approached her and she let him sit with her. I was shocked and couldn’t catch my breath. They talked a lot and he even made her laugh after a few minutes. He started touching her shoulders and hands as she was blushing. Then they kept talking until he got up and left not before kissing her hands which at the time seemed weird.

Then my wife texted me “stay”. I did as she left after ten minutes. I was shocked and stressed. Were they fucking? Is she safe? Everything ok? But I didn’t text yet. I didn’t want to look weak. Then half an hour later she texted me to come at a street. I did and she was there half crying. I asked her what happened and she told me to go back at the room.

When we did she took a shower and told me to not touch her. After the shower she described everything “he was very charming and smart. He insisted that since I’m a tourist we should meet before we leave but I told him I’m leaving tomorrow and said that we can spend the night together. I told him I can’t and he said well you’ll be in my thoughts. I asked what kind of thoughts and he responded that they will be thoughts that will drive his hands to do some work unless I’m willing to do. I was pissed at you so I said ok. We met at his place which was close. He tried to kiss me but I didn’t want to so I told him that I will only jerk him. He pulled his jeans off and I slowly with a trembling hand grabbed his dick. It was weird. He kept saying in my ear that it feels good as I was jerking him off.” I interrupted her “was his as mine?” And she replied angrily “does it really matter? Yes it was a normal dick. He kissed my neck as I was jerking him. He let out a soft groan and came in my hand. I’m disgusted by myself”…

That’s my cuckold experience! From that day on she doesn’t even let me joke about her and another guy. Three weeks after that incident she let me make love to her as she thought (and still thinks it’s my fault). I hope that she will calm down and we can add to that