Many years ago, there was this new blonde girl in our neighbourhood and rumour had it that she was a filthy little slut. She was a beautiful, blue-eyed girl and despite she was short and slightly chubby, her confidence combined with an impressive DD cup size was enough to make heads turn around. She always loved to get dressed provocatively, exposing proudly her rich cleavage. At some point, my friend George has hooked up with her, and despite he was on a long, steady relationship, he was fucking her 'on and off' for almost a year, until his fiancée caught them fucking in a motel.
A year after, I had my turn with her. It was something that started as a typical one-night-stand on a party but before I knew it, it was developed on a relationship that lasted 3 years. I have to say the sex was superb! The girl was wild on bed and eager to explore her limits. Anal sex, chocking, spitting, dildos, ass-plugs, mouth-gags, you name it! Our sexual menu was expanding rapidly, but threesomes were never mentioned. To be honest, my mindset back then was not open and liberated from social taboos in the way it is today. I was young, possessive and sharing her with another guy was only a fantasy that clearly I wasn't able to deal with.
One day, we were out for drinks with her and some friends from work, when I saw George waving me from distance. Since his fiancée broke with him, this was the first time meeting him out and the fact that my girlfriend was the reason behind it, made me feel quite uncomfortable. I guess, that was the first time my brain created a clear visual of him fucking my girlfriend, and for a minute I was positive, he was awkwardly thinking the same. However, this was not the case, as life, rarely follows a porn-movie scenario. The guy was recently married and unlike his old self, he seemed committed to it. We had a couple of drinks and then he left for home.
The next day however, we caught up for coffee and soon we ended up drinking beers like typical Greeks.
We were both pretty ******* when a moment of revelation, dropped like a bomb on me! I'm still not sure if it was intentional or not, but sharing stories from the past had eventually led our conversation to his cheating moment. I can't remember his exact words, but leaving a hint that his ex-fiancée caught them on a MFM threesome, was enough to blow my head into small pieces! Technically speaking of course, this was before me, but unlike how exciting this sounds now to our cuckold ears, I felt gutted. It took me a while to convince him, sharing the whole story and the other guy's identity who turned to be a black guy working as a DJ.
To cut the long story short, few weeks after, I realized that this was the same massive black guy who was now working on the fitness centre, my girl was going every Wednesday for her yoga class. I guess you can all now connect the dots when I tell you that coincidentally enough, and during our entire 3-year relationship, it was Wednesday's straight after her afternoon class, that she was having drinks with her besties...