Wife cuckolds husband with best friend

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We chatted casually for a while. How’s work? How was your week? Are you ok on money? Etc. The whole time she seemed just a little nervous. Finally I broached the subject.

“Is everything all right?” I asked.

Nikki looked down with a more serious expression. She bit her lip and looked up at me innocently (fuck I love that).

“I need to tell you something. . . But I don’t want you to get upset.”

My heart skipped a beat. “What’s wrong Nikki?” I asked.

She paused, then sighed. “Do you remember that fantasy you kept talking about?”

“What, hooking up with two women?” I joked, which seemed to put her slightly more at ease.

“No, silly,” she giggled. “The one where you said you wanted me to cheat on you and then tell you about it.”

“Yeah . . . and then watch you with the other guy,” I added. Where was this going? I wondered. I will point out, at the time, I did not for a second believe Nikki would be capable of cheating on me. While she had a higher sex drive than I did, she was too sweet, too innocent to actually go through with it.

“Would you want it to happen?” she asked matter-of-factly.

I felt like the world stopped. Did I hear that correctly?

“What?” I asked. “What do you mean?” I stammered.

“I mean, your fantasy where I cheat on you. When you said you really wanted it to happen, were you serious, or just playing around?”

My head was racing. “No, I think I’d want it to happen. Why? Are you thinking about cheating on me?”

“I just . . . I just need to know for sure if you would really want that, because I would never want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship.”

“No, I mean it wouldn’t really be cheating if you told me about it and if I was ok with it, which I would be as long as you were honest with me and told me everything.”

“So if something happened, you’d be ok with it . . . for sure? As long as I was honest?”

“Definitely. I love you and as long as you and I are ok, I would love that.”

“So if I told you I kissed someone, you wouldn’t be angry?”

Holy shit, I thought. She kissed another guy! I tried to stay calm, but I my adrenaline was racing.

“Not at all!” I said feigning calmness. Nikki hadn’t actually admitted anything. I thought I’d help her become a little less reluctant. “Was he a good kisser?” I asked.

Nikki seemed a little caught off guard by the question. “Yeah . . . he was good.”

Then she added hesitantly, “What if it was someone you know?”

Holy shit. My mind was racing. “That would be cool,” I said. “Like who?”

“Well . . . What if it was your best friend?” She asked reluctantly.

“Matt?” I said. “You kissed Matt?” I was utterly shocked.

“You said you wouldn’t be upset,” she said defensively.

“No! Not at all, babe. I just . . . I didn’t know you were attracted to him . . . I mean I know you guys flirted now and then, but I didn’t think . . .”

“It just kind of happened.” She said.

“I’m actually really turned on right now.” I said. “Tell me what happened.”

“Well, since you’ve been gone Matt and I been hanging out. . . .,” she quickly added, “Just as friends.” She explained, “We’ve actually been hanging out a lot . . . like all the time. You know I was getting lonely, especially when you and I would go so long without talking.”

“Sure,” I nodded in complete understanding.

“You know I get a little freaked out at night, so he stayed the night sometimes . . . on the couch.”

I nodded, trying to convey my total understanding of the situation.

“You and Matt are so much alike, ya know?” She said. “We went to a party for Matt’s work. We had to get all dressed up; it was really fancy. We were dancing and stuff and then kind of holding hands throughout the night. Anyway, he took me home and walked me up to the house. It was kind of an awkward moment because it was kind of like a date, with the dancing and holding hands and stuff, but kind of not. I mean, I’m married to his best friend.”

I nodded.

“So were you guys drunk?”

“No, no not at all. As a matter of fact we were both completely sober because I drove, and Matt only had two drinks.”

She went on.

“Well, we went to give each other a hug. The hug lasted a little longer than normal, and as we pulled back, he went to kiss me on the cheek, and that’s when it happened.”

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