1. The Cuckold Entangled


    Date: 8/20/2024, Categories: Loving Wives, Author: byoldmantang 

    ... I walked in, I stopped mid-stride to take in my soundings.

"Hey baby! You like?" She asked, lifting her hands like a display model, a beaming smile on her face.

She was sitting comfortably on the couch, the TV on, her feet tucked under her.

She had redecorated much of the house; a lot of the usual bare, sterile look I had was now replaced by softer textures and tones. The walls and shelves now had several pictures on them. Most of them were of us together, taken at different times and places, our big smiles showing the picture of the happy couple, but some were also just pictures of her, her hands on her hips as she smiled confidently at the camera. I could not help but feel her watchful eye on me via the pictures.

"Oh wow, you have been busy," I managed to say, feelings I could not quite articulate going through my body.

"Yup!" She laughed, enjoying my surprise.

My surprise at seeing the changes to the living room, however, still did not prepare me for the changes in the bedroom. The softer theme was the same, but the pictures on the walls were different. They were all pictures of her, save two. Some of the pictures of her were what I could only describe as Marylin Monroe-style Glamore pictures. The majority were of her back profile facing the camera, displaying her sensual curveceous ass as she looked back over her shoulder.

The two pictures that were not of her were actually a Marylin Monroe picture and a Betty Boop ...
    ... one.

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One of Tamika's friends, Celeste, was turning thirty-five and was having a birthday party at a quite fancy hall.

Celeste was the youngest and also the first black female city manager for the city, so she was quite celebrated by the city and within her circle of friends. Some of the who's who in the city were supposed to be present, so yeah, it definitely wasn't going to be my type of crowd.

I struggled to keep my anxiety at bay—Tamika's dress was not helping—as we walked up the marble stairs, her hand on my arm.

She had on a small gold-colored shimmery bodycon dress. The bottom came down to just below her upper thigh. Her legs were encased in black stockings, and she had on black stiletto boots that went all the way to her mid-thighs.

She looked stunning, the image of a walking sexpot, and all eyes were on us—or correctly, on her—as we walked in.

Celeste was chatting with a guest, and when she saw us, a smile formed on her face, and she made a beeline toward us.

She had on a flowing, flowery dress with a deep v-cut that showed ample cleavage of her quite large burst. I made sure to mentally remind myself to keep my eyes straight. I had always had insecurities that she did not think much of me.

"Sup girl! Look at you; you look stunning."

She was smiling big as they hugged lightly before she moved back to look Tamika up and down again. "You know I'm the birthday girl, right?"

"Ha ha, looks who is talking," Tamika said, laughing delightfully. "You look ...
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