This would spark a new phase in not just our marriage, but within myself. I became jealous, and a spy. I spent years going through everything. It was ...eek and destroy. I even caught one of the guys she cheated on me with, and humiliated him out of talking to her ever again because of how terrible he was in bed. Small penis, premature... but that's not where the story goes.This made me numb.To everything, but rage. I am not a cuckold. I don't do well with it at all. No this is the story of my. Sue went out with a friend, Anne and her boss, Sean. The outing had been arranged for sometime and as it was a booked show I was not able to attend.Sue and Anne are leggy blondes with good bodies and Sean is just a normal looking bloke…I am no stunner but fit and clean.Anyway we were going to meet at the pub around the corner from the show. I arrived around 9pm and grabbed a table and a schooner of new. A couple of hours and several schooners later they arrived, fairly well hammered themselves.. He bagged up everything except the beads. “Bend over” her date saidShe did automatically her legs as wide as she could, grabbing her ankles. She heard the beads being picked up off the counter and could feel her dates thumb gently pushing on her anus without actually entering her. Then she felt the cold bead against her asshole and POP one was in.She stood there, her ass high in the air while her date slowly pushed beads into her. He pushed three in then stopped. She had never felt more. Looking down while trying not to make it conspicuous I saw that had the desired effect of tightening the thin white cloth of my blouse to show the outline of my breasts perfectly. The peaks of my nipples were showing and I felt my face redden as I realised Marcus would know I was aroused! I 'accidentally on purpose' manoeuvred myself into a position where Marcus could see between my blouse buttons. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his gaze lock onto my breasts. I had to smile to myself: I'd.