How I Found Out...I Was A CuckQueaness

I have always been an extreme optimist. It is so difficult for me to see the negative side of human nature that I appear almost naive, but I assure you, I am not. I am a street-smart Philly chick...I just trust immediately until the person proves otherwise, instead vice versa. (My Disclaimer)
With that out of the way, here is how I found out...I was a CuckQueanessMay 18My man had to take a trip for business. He left that night and called me when he reached Dallas. He was tired and had to wake up early, so he said he was going to sleep and would call me the next morning .
We said good night and hung up.That night was the first night we had been apart in almost 9 years. It was difficult falling asleep so I started thinking...It was only a few months until his 40th birthday. I wanted to give him the greatest 40th birthday he could possibly imagine! I knew he was wanting to go back to Puerto Rico to visit his family, it was well over 6 years since we were there. Besides, all his friends he grew up with were still there too. I thought, if I could plan a surprise party in Puerto Rico for him, with all his friends, it would be his best birthday ever! The problem was, I didn't know any of his friends, I wouldn't even know who to begin to invite. May 19It's around 8am, 15 minutes before our son's bus arrives, and my man calls, just like he said. He talks to our son a few minutes and tells me he just got to work so he's got to go and he'd call me at lunch to talk. We hang up...the bus leaves...I walk back to our house, and I get on my laptop to get ideas for his birthday. (My Disclaimer kicks in here...)Now, before this, I never once (I swear) checked his phone or social media accounts. Never. Not in the 9 years that we lived together (at that time). He had my complete trust, I never thought twice about it. Plus, he knew I knew all his passwords because he'd never save them to his browser and asked me remember them or save them somewhere. Also, I knew at least half of his friends in P.R. were female, they'd talk on the phone. He was very open about his female friends.Anyway, he was still logged into his social media on the laptop, so when I turned it on, his last conversation popped up. He had just sent the the last message. It was to a girl, and, of course, like 95% of his communications, it was in Spanish. I ****rolled up a bit thinking she must be a close friend in P.R., so I was looking for any indication that she understood English.Then I see there was a few minutes of video chatting. That was it! It was confirmed! This was the friend who was going to help me plan the surprise party! There was no doubt in my mind that she was the right one because if he engaged in a conversation, especially video chatting, when he was supposed to be walking in the company's front door to conduct business, she must be a close friend, and she'll be able to help me with his other close friends.  There is no English, so I decide it would be ok to translate the conversation to get some kind of indication on who she is and how she fits into his life, so I can approach her on social media and ask her help, without sounding like a lunatic. Can you imagine my surprise when I realized that this is a Cam-Girl (who is in France, no ties to P.R.) and she just gave him a webcam show! I never knew he was into that...9 years, I had no clue! After the shock wore off...I began reading their conversation again and I suddenly realized that, while I was reading it...I'm picturing this incredibly hot and sexy female masturbating on cam for him, he's rubbing hi****ock, getting extremel****rd and turned on by watching her, and then I suddenly realized how turned on I was thinking about my man getting extremely turned on by another female. I mean...my pussy was soaked just thinking about it!I read that translation over and over again, each time it brought me to an orgasm. I still get incredibly turned on thinking about it now! I've had threesomes before this, when I was younger. My first relationship living with them was a guy, another girl, and me. We lived together as one happy threesome. But this was the first time that I had a burning desire, deep inside, to see the man I love get turned on by another female. From t****oment on, all I could fantasize about was him an****her females. Obviously, he gets pleasure out of fucking new pussy, but a big part of why he does it is because of how much it turns me on and drives me insane! Finding this part of myself and integrating it into our relationship has been the most enjoyable experience I've ever encountered in a relationship. I can't remember mysel****efore this awakening, and I don't know if I'd want to! This part of me has brought u****loser than ever. We're both so much more open about everything with each other and there are a lot less 'downs' now in our normal relationship 'ups and downs.'   I will say, though, seeing the one you love, fucking someone else, is not for everyone. Even for me, the first time was a bit jolting, but not enough of a jolt to not want it again, and again, and again! LOL! What I mean to say is that if you are not ****% sure, guy or girl, either way...don't get talked into the experience. If you are not ****% sure and ****% secure, it'll ruin your relationship.Until Next Time,XOXO,💕💕

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