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unknown : is the room still available?
scott : yes
scott : introduction?
unknown : Dan, 25, student
scott : hi Dan, the price and furnitures as mentioned in the ad. Free today? U can come to take a look.
dylan : yeah sure. After 6pm?
scott : After 6pm it is
Me and my husband, Tyler, previously living at the house, but not anymore. We're married 20 years ago and we decided to move somewhere bigger than before, as our finance more sturdy than before, leaving the previous house empty. Tyler is the owner, while I'm the one managing the house for rental. Our new house is just 15 mins drive from there.
scott : someone asking about the room. Student.
scott : he will come to take a look. Wanna come together
tyler : sure. we can go for lunch afterwards
scott : alright. we'll go straight after you come home
tyler. okay
We've been together for so long, it used to be hot and passionate relationship, like sex all the time. Then time passed and the relationship evolves further. Now we're just wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. Sex wasn't as frequent as before, but it still happen once in awhile and the passion is still there.
Tyler worked for a huge advertising company as a copywriter, while I worked from home, managing online business. Depending on the project he's currently worked on, sometimes he had to spend more time in the office, but on certain project, he has more time at home with me and our son. Luckily, he's not too busy with work recently, so he got to spend more time at home with us. I showered and prepared myself for this evening. Our son, Kevin still at neighbor's house, hanging out. I just left him there, while we go out.
Tyler later come home and honk from outside, and we left. After we came to the apartment, a young looking guy waiting near the entrance to the apartment. He look young exactly what I imagined mid 20s guy looks like. Dylan approximately 5 foot 7 inches, slightly tanned and wear glasses. He look like a cute nerd with his white shirt and shorts, but he's quite adorable with his wide and friendly smile. Not exactly too skinny, but his body nicely beefy, but still looks fit. His dark brown hair short and neatly combed sideways.
"scott?" he asked while holding out his hand for handshake.
"yeah, and this is my husband, Tyler." I give him a firm handshake and introduced him to my husband. His palm soft and smooth like a wet cotton. He must be not used to do heavy and masculine works from what I can imagined. Dylan later gave my husband a handshake.
"where are you from?" Tyler asked Dylan while we climed the stairs.
"California" Dylan answered simply.
"Ahhh....That's why you're so tanned." Tyler replied. It's rare for Tyler to bring someone else's physical feature for a conversation, especially with someone we just met. There's nothing wrong with that. It's just felt somewhat weird to me. But I just let off my head for now.
Fast forward, we're inside the apartment while Tyler showing off the rooms for Dylan while I waited on living room, scrolling through my emails for any work related matters. While I'm scrolling, i realised that it's been like 20 mins. They're still talking to each other but I can't hear the details. I can only see them talking from the small opening from the door. Dylan sitting on the single bed while my husband leaned his back against the wall. The conversation getting softer and quieter for me hear. Then I saw Dylan kinda spread his legs wider, exhibiting his bare thigh with peach fuzz hairs. The conversation goes on and Tyler's eyes seems to be lingering on the sight in front of him.
It felt weird. I immediately walk slowly and approached them.
"Is everything alright?" I asked. Dylan jumped a little and closed his legs. I guess he don't expect me to come into the room. Tyler also suddenly distracted by me.
"It's all good. I'll move in by this Saturday." Dylan replied.
"Alright. Nice. So, i just leave my account number and you can make payment as we agreed." Tyler informed Dylan.
"Yeah sure. Is there anything else I need to know before moving in?" Dylan asked, looking at us both for answer.
"I guess that's everything you need to know." Tyler replied.
"Oh...and one more thing, I hate to ask but, I got quite a lot of stuff to bring in. Do you mind lending me a hand? It's up to you, I can hire movers if you can't" Dylan asked for our help to move in his stuff, but his question are more directed to Tyler, since the conversation is always between those two and I felt being left out. Usually previous tenants never asked for this kind of favor, but it doesn't hurt to help.
"Sure, I'm off this Saturday. Just message Scott if you need anything." Tyler more than happy to help. It's just the way he is. He's the kind of people to refuse any favor.
"Thanks. Can I get your number as well, just in case if I can't reach Scott in time." Dylan boldly asked for my husband' number in front of me. I know it's regarding rental matters but still, I felt awkward regarding this whole matter involving this kid.
"It's okay, I'm always on my phone since I'm working from home. Tyler can be quite busy sometimes. Just texted me if you need anything." I quickly jumped into the conversation without being asked for any opinion. I don't know why I did that, must be my instinct. I feel uncomfortable after seeing Dylan spreading his legs on the bed in front of Tyler.
"Just take my number, just in case of emergency." Tyler offers anyway. Dylan then proceed hand out his phone to Tyler to pressed his numbers. I peeked on his phone while Tyler typed. After he saved his own number on Dylan's phone, Tyler instinctively pressed the home button, causing the screen switch to homescreen. Showing two guys kissing, shirtless.
"Your boyfriend?" Tyler asked, smiling.
"My ex-boyfriend." Dylan replied, kinda embarassed that Tyler saw that wallpaper. Tyler didn't asked any further, not trying to invade his privacy.
"I'll wait at the car." Being left out from the conversation, I just left the apartment, leaving those to finishing up their business. In my head I still thinking about Tyler being nosy about the wallpaper. They already seem to be comfortable with each other from this short meeting. From the first time ever, I felt threatened. Nothing serious really matters but there's something about Dylan really makes me feel very uneasy. Now I know that he's gay, and also probably single at the time being. Just thinking that he might make a move on my husband frightened me. He'a already has my husband's number. What if things between them escalates and..... No! I wouldn't go that far. That's just me being paranoid. I started to feel adrenaline rushing through my body overthinking things between them. It wasn't excitement, or was it? I don't know.
Then I heard the car door opened. Tyler already here, but with Dan together.
"I'll dropped him on the bus station and we'll go for dinner." Tyler said to me while Dylan followed him to the car. Dylan then proceed to move next to sit next to driver's seat, which Tyler drive the car. I always sit next to Tyler in the car and I never sit at the back. Dylan looks kinda shy and timid when I first saw him, then I realised that this kid had lots of confident in his action. Like when he's asking for Tyler's number and taking the sit next to him, and I realised of how much he preferred to talk to Tyler rather than me. Probably because Tyler is much older and mature than me, or probably because...Wait, I promised to myself not to go there.
"You don't wanna join us first?" I volunteered to speak up after a moment of silence inside the car. I tried to be nice to Dylan instead of distancing myself from them.
"If Tyler don't mind..." Dylan turned to Tyler while Tyler's waiting for greenlight.
"Yeah come join us. We love seafood served there." Tyler replied.
"Awesome. Thanks." The conversation meant to be for me and Dylan. But instead he turned it around and include Tyler. Then i lefted out, again. I'm at the back, silently watching both them having a conversation to each other. Tyler asked a lot about Dylan's past and his education now. Their conversation continues even when we're at the restaurant.
"How long you two have been together?" Dylan asked a question. A personal question. But not directed at me, obviously. Tyler seems to be more open-minded to this question since thet grew quite close to each other since an hour ago.
"10 years. Oh and that's was marriage. We knew each other longer than that, I couldn't remember how long." Tyler replied. I need to use the restroom right now but I hate to leave those two with each other unsupervised. I tried to hold on but I can't. Then I tried to calm myself again from overthinking. What could go wrong in the middle of public area?
"I got to go to the restroom." I stand up and leave the table. My husband looked at me and continue their conversation as usual. I turned back at them before I disappeared into the restroom. Nothing happened, they're just talking casually, until Dylan reached out his hand to Tyler's bicep and slowly massage and stroking his muscle. What the fuck was that? Is he making a move on my husband? I couldn't believe what I just saw. But my kidney about to burst if don't hurry up. I stand in front of the urinal, unzip my pant, and I realised, my cock rock hard. Did I get turned on watching Dylan caressing my husband's bicep? I cannot pee properly with this hard on. I enter the toilet stall and remove my pants completely to avoid messy pee.
I can't get the image of those two together out of my head. What they could be possibly talking about or doing right now. I unconsiously stroking my cock. Oh my god, what's happening to me? Why it's feel so good pleasuring myself right now? I felt so awful doing this while a stranger taking advantage of Tyler. I knew Tyler, he's messing around a lot before he met, but that was a long time ago. But he's still the same Tyler regardless what years is it. Just because our sexual activity declining, doesn't mean he don't have the desires. I know he watched porn behind my back and masturbates in the bathroom. His underwears sometimes had precum stains.
His desires still strong. But cheating? Not that I know. Never shown any sign of cheating before. Not until today. Maybe it just a harmless socializing, and Tyler realised that. He's not that stupid to continue this if he noticed I felt uncomfortable. Tyler always been very caring and loving towards me, especially after he became a father to Kevin. But still...Dylan's presence alone made me feel some kind of way that I never felt before. It wasn't a signs of something bad coming, but rather than I'm about to discovers something new. But what could it be?
I stopped pleasuring myself, take a deep breath and clears my head. I walked out of the restroom. Foods already on the table. Nothing's happening.
"What did I miss?" I asked while I get back on my seat.
"Nothing much. Tyler show me his son" Dylan replied while sipping on his drink.
"Oh..." I got nothing to say while focusing on my food.
"He's cute. I guess that's come from Tyler." Dylan added. Tyler chuckled while chewing his food. We finished dinner and send Dylan to the bus station. We drove home, picked our son and go straight to the bedroom despite it's still early. Tyler must be tired from working and head straight to our old apartment.
"Go shower first. I want to lay down awhile." Tyler said to me. I said nothing and proceed to get naked and head to the shower. As I stand below the shower head and let the running water clean my body, I think to myself. Shouldn't I at least feel jealous of what's happening earlier? Tyler's face seems glowing when talking with Dylan. It's been awhile since I saw Tyler truly enjoying himself. I know that kind of smile and enthusiasm, it was the same one I saw years ago when I first met Tyler, when we started to fall with each other. I want the same kind smile from my husband, but everytime I saw him, I just saw a husband, or a father to our son. The passion pretty much burned out couple of years ago. We used to have great sex life. We spend more than a decade with each other, no children, just us. It's not like we stopped loving each other, but our life just goes on as we aged. When we reached our 30s, Tyler decided he want a child. He said he wanted to be a father, but I know goddamn well that he's getting bored coming home to the sight of the same house, same husband, every single day. He never confess directly to me, I knew my husband so well. Tyler is the typical family man who worked for his family and rarely tell what he feel on the inside. I guess he felt the same way as I did, we tried our best to save this relationship.
Even now, I can tell that he wanted me to shower first so that he may touching himself alone. I guess it's pretty impossible for Tyler not to think about Dylan right now while touching himself. That kid can be considered quite attractive and strangely sexy. It wasn't his appearance that sexy, but rather his personality and friendliness, at least to Tyler. I spend too much time in the shower now. I dried myself and get out. Tyler already in his towel, waiting for his turn. As he walk besides me, Tyler playfully spank my ass before getting into the shower. I just smiled to myself. I get myself ready for bed, but before get to bed, I picked all used clothes for laundry tomorrow morning. Tyler's clothes nowhere to be seen. Usually he left his clothes at the corner of our room. But today he already throw his clothes into the basket.
Tyler doesn't seem to come out anytime soon. I reached my hand into the used clothes basket and dog for Tyler's underwear. He buried his underwear deep into the pile but not his pant and shirt. I picked Tyler's underwear and my heart beats faster from what I've seen. There's a large spot of precum, and it's still wet. I can feel it, blood rushing to my crotch area and straight to my cock. It's a bizarre feeling. It's somewhat very addictive thoughts but also dangerous to my state of mind. I never reached this kind of high since my puberty long time ago. I felt like a teenager in heat again. I spread Tyler's underwear and lick the sweet nectar that comes out from his cock. It still wet and warm to my tongue. I licked it clean until there's nothing left. I never done it before, but I guess I will do it lot more from now.
I buried his underwear back into the pile, and head back to our bedroom. Tyler still inside the bathroom. I wonder if he's masturbating inside. He must be. I slowly walk to the bathroom door and place my ear close to he surface. I can hear water running, and also the sound of Tyler's fist furiously slapping his crotch. I slid down my boxer and starting to masturbate to the sound of Tyler masturbating inside. Tyler let out a soft grunt, and the slapping sound slows down and stopped. He came, and so am I. I released a powerful cumshot on the door. I was surprised of how much cum I can produce just now. The bathroom door stained with my cum. I quickly clean it off before Tyler come out. The shower stopped, I ran to the bed, lay down and pretend like nothing happened. Tyler come out, still wet. I pretended to look at my phone. Couple of minutes later, he turned off the light and jumped into our bed.
But surprisingly, Tyler suddenly hugged me from behind and kissed me deeply on the neck. Usually he just lay his head and fell asleep without saying goodnight. But today it's a bit different.
"We should do this more often. I almost forgot how much I love cuddling with you." Tyler whispered softly, almost seductively while playfully pinching my stomach.
"Everything for you, baby." I replied.
"Baby?" Tyler confused.
"Why?"
"You never called me that before."
"Really? Well do you like it when I call you that?" I offered.
"Yes please." Tyler replied. I turned to him and we kiss deeply. It's been awhile since we kissed like this. I don't know what happened today, but Tyler seems to be very sweet suddenly. At the end of the day, regardless what happened, he still my Tyler, my husband.
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Well, this is not the end of the story. This is just the introduction. I noticed that people all over the internet yearning for a good cheating or cuckold story, and I tried to create the best story for this genre. I too, got tired of cheating and cuckold story which go straight to sex, leaving the rest of the story becomes dull and uninteresting to read as no more excitement. Check out for part 2, and PLEASE take a minute and send me an email for comment or suggestion. And please don't write anything like I'm a horrible person for normalizing cheating in relationship. If you don't like it, don't read it. Simple.
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