I don’t know what it is, but there’s something intoxicating about holding my wife’

I don’t know what it is, but there’s something intoxicating about holding my wife’s sweaty, used body after she’s been intimate with another man… Her body’s usually still glowing, and I can taste and smell sex all over her…and yet, it’s such a powerful aphrodisiac to me… It’s in those moments that I often re-realize just what an incredible, radiant and beautiful wife I have. Some might say it’s a pity I don’t realize what a beautiful wife I have without other men involved, but after years upon years living with someone, you just tend to lose track of their awesomeness until you ‘lose’ that person, albeit temporarily when it comes to cuckolding. I consider that one of the great indirect gifts of cuckolding in our marriage. It’s like Joni Mitchell preached in her song “don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone”… In a way, it feels like I’m dipped into that feeling of my wife being ‘gone’ whenever she cuckolds me with another man… In those sharp, cuckold-angst moments, I know EXACTLY what I’ve ‘got’, and what it feels like to have her be ‘not mine’ or ‘gone’…but then the other man leaves and she’s all mine again, and I’m so grateful to be able to hold her used, sweaty body again, and passionately kiss the lips that moments before were wrapped around another man’s cock. It really does end up feeling like this awesome reward, her simply being ‘not gone’…but there to reclaim, and reappreciate. Not sure if any of that makes sense, but it’s another layer to how I experience being cuckolded… ;-)    -- source link

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