First, let me say that my wife Stacy and I have experience playing with others inside of our marriage, so this story isn’t one that comes complete out of nowhere – though it was certainly a surprise in both it happening and the manner in which it progressed. I will say, I do enjoy watching her with another man, however my kink lies firmly in the voyeurism side of things and I do not participate or have an interest in a true dom-sub relationship. With that, I certainly don’t judge those who embrace that side of hotwife/cuckolding – it just isn’t for me.
We recently took a week’s vacation to Cancun and stayed at a Secrets resort, which is adults-only but certainly not a “lifestyle” destination. Stacy is 30 and I am 33. On our first day there, while having drinks at the swim-up bar a gentleman beside us started making small talk. His name is John, 46, a retired marine, African American with a clean-shaven head and a short salt and pepper beard. He was probably 6’4 and broad shouldered, there with a large group of family and friends for his sister’s wedding. We chatted with him for a little over an hour and at the time I did not think much of it.