After my shower and as I was dressing myself, the images of my just had fantasy were coming back. This time, as I was pulling a stocking over my leg I...imagined my hubby being there naked and helping me dress. The scenery was definitely of him being my cuckold and it was up to me to do something about it.I went online looking for cuckolding sites and reading how couples got into that lifestyle. After some research, a plan evolved into actionable steps. First, I decided to become a Hot Wife.. I told her that she smelled delicious and I could eat her up. She laughed and made reference to her extra weight, and said that were would be a lot to eat. I didn't flinch and said that yes I would eat every square inch of her, and she knew what I meant.Anyway we held each other for a little bit more, and I started to talk again about our situation.Reaffirming the fact that I had, (hell we both had) been unhappy with our stale relationship; I forged ahead with our talk."Baby, what I need from. " That's okay, Joan. You needed to stay with him last night. It was the right thing to do. How did it go last night?" We did it twice, and he took his time, but it's just not as exciting as it is with you." She was in my bed already, embracing me, kissing me, and running her index finger up and down the shaft of my rapidly hardening cock. There was no point to further foreplay; her nipples were rock hard and I could see the glistening of her moisture on her pubes.I rolled her up onto her hands. " Right let's go."I picked up the backpacks and turned away."Tommy?" Come on, we're going." Tommy wait."I turned without stopping and said angrily, "I did mum, I waited two years."That was unfair and I knew it was even as I spoke the words.In an awkward silence we got back into the car, my initial reaction to what she'd said had come from my gut or even my heart, but I'd had time to think about it during the walk to the car.Dumping the bags in the back, I turned to her."Mum?" I didn't deserve.