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My wife Nora is such an angel.  She let me know that

my size didn't matter when she found out how small my

penis was.  She said that there was more to love and

marriage than sexual dimensions.

    "Nolan, true love is based on emotional devotion to

each other, not appendage length.  Love will lets us work

around and overcome such trivial things."  Her words made

me feel so overly delighted to be in love with this

Earth-angel.

Nora never let me put it in until we were married,

even though I was the virgin, not her.  You see, she

thought it would be neat to marry a virgin.  She confessed

she'd had a sexual adventure when she was a teenager, and

therefore lost her virginity early.

After we were dating for about six months, we started

becoming intimate.  She then started jerking me off after

she had me lick her off first.  It was her idea for me to

perform oral sex on her.  She gave me some literature on

how to perform "Proper Cunnilingus" or in simple terms

"Proper Pussy Sucking".  She also gave me many pointers on

her personal preferences too.  Hence, I became an

accomplished cunt sucker for my beloved.  It was so

exciting for me to be intimate with her in this manner and

to get her off in this way, even if my face was smeared

from the abundant syrupy wetness of her sex.

The other thing that pleased me was that Nora's mother

had also taken me aside and let me know that she too

encouraged me to suck her daughter's pussy as a way to

compliment or make up for my lack of "sizable equipment",

which her daughter had talked over with her.

"I told Nora about oral sex and apparently you've been

doing a great job, she simply adores your mouth, lips and

tongue on her pussy.  She says just thinking about what you

do makes her wet and juicy."

My face turned red at my future mother-in-law's words.

However, they also pleased me.  I told her I appreciated

her assistance and support.

She also revealed to me that it was her that gave Nora

the booklet on "pussy sucking" - her words.

After graduation from college, we got married and I

got my first real job.

Things were going real on the job until I discovered

that my co-workers were getting a bit too involved in my

marriage.

    That is, I found out they were going out of their way

to be helpful to us in regard to our settling down in this

new city, especially my wife.  You see they were helping my

wife get the longer length of cock that would hit up

against the bottom of her cunt.  They also were giving her

more sexual stamina than I could.

    After a bit over two years with that company, I

decided it was time for a relocation to a different job and

different town.  Besides, my wife's adultery was becoming

obvious.  I found out about her activities by using a bug

on our phone.

    The evidence was very incriminating against my Nora,

but I made a decision to forgive and forget about this

incident and see if a relocation was the answer to remind

her of her marriage vows and to remind her she should be

faithful.

    You see I still loved Nora deeply.

    We made the move to a new city and my new job.

Throughout it all, I never mentioned my suspicions about

her infidelity.

However, we did have a new baby boy before the move.

It was obvious the baby was not mine, however, I also said

nothing about that and assumed paternity.  My wife was

insistent on naming him Stephen.  I was against that name,

since the baby resembled one of my co-workers named Steve -

whom I resented due to his constant bragging of his many

bedroom conquests, especially those of married women.

    However, to keep peace between Nora and myself, I

capitulated to her desire to name our son after his obvious

biological sire.

    I guess it doesn't help that my wife is so beautiful.

She has a dynamite shape, being 36-26-34.  She has jet-

black hair and a little wiggle with the sway of her hips

that drives me, and apparently other men too, wild.

    It also doesn't help that she seems to be keen on

having her trysts with men that I work with.

    My new boss has also been with her.  The problem is

that I don't know if she's only going with one or two of

the guys in my new office or all 7 of my male co-workers.

    Within a few months of Nora and I having attended a

few company social functions, it was deja-vue all over

again.

In the men's room and other places at work, when I

walk in, there is either silence or conversations are

quickly changed to new subjects. It's easy to tell when the

subject of the conversation has changed because of my

arrival.

    As before, I got all the scoop about my wife

preferring my co-workers from some elementary sleuthing I

did by tapping our phone line with a miniature recorder.

    In one conversation with one of the guys in the office

- Bob - he asked her a question why she cheated with her

husband's co-workers.  Her reply; "I get off on cheating

with men that work with him.  He's such a nice guy, but

it's a great turn on to cuckold him by sexing it up with

better-equipped guys he works with.  I know it's kinda

kinky, but I dig it."

    She went on to say that she truly loved me, but did

the same thing with guys in the office in the last city we

came from.  Her saying she loved me was some consolation.

She went on to further say that since I couldn't pull

my weight in bed, it added to her pleasure to have men who

worked with me give her what I couldn't.  To my chagrin,

she reveled to Bob and George, both co-workers, that I was

a great hairpie eater and that she loved pulling my head in

her crotch to finish off what I'd started with my 4 and _

incher.  She eagerly revealed that I couldn't last longer

than five minutes in her hot wet muff.  Both times the men

chuckled as she giggled telling them how she's been getting

me to eat my own cum in the process as I tongue her to a

blissful orgasm.

    "I think it really adds to me getting my rocks off

knowing he's done that."  She also added in the

conversation with George.

    I was truly hurt and embarrassed when she let all of

the men know, that is the dozen or so conversations I've

been able to record to date, that she knew they might have

some reservations about them going down on her since she

knew, that they knew, she was fucking the whole office.

"Don't worry about licking my pussy, that job is reserved

for my husband."  Her humiliating words cut right through

me.

From what I could deduce, She sees Bob every Tuesday

afternoon, Sam and Jack on Wednesdays at varying times, and

George on Thursday afternoon.  From the best I could tell,

Mondays and Fridays were open dates.  It seemed that the

fellows would drop by anytime, if they called ahead for a

quickie or a blowjob.  That included my boss who I found

out alternated between Fridays, Mondays, and even an

occasions, Wednesdays.

    From her adulterous phone calls, at least I know she

loves me.  She's told all her lovers that.  I know if I

lose her, I will be extremely unhappy without her. She is

such a joy in my life, despite all the emotional damage she

has done to my self-esteem.

    I guess we all have our little quirks, and hers is

cheating on me with my coworkers.

    It's bad enough she's adulterous, but with my co-

workers is worse.  However, her effervescent smile and

spunky personality has me hooked to her and almost makes me

not want to believe all the hard evidence I have against

her.

    After giving our relationship so much thought, I keep

coming to the same conclusion.  That is, to continue to be

the abject cuckold she has made me.

    If I confront her, I'm afraid she'll leave.  If she

doesn't leave, there'll be increased tension between us

because she knows I'll be suspicious even when she does

innocent things like going out with her girlfriends.

    Oh well, once again, just like at the old job, silence

is the probably the best solution, that is unless she

delivers another baby that surprisingly looks a lot like

the guy that I knew about at work.

      Our two-year-old son looks so much like the guy named

Steve, at my former office.  As I've mentioned, it was one

of the primary reason I left my old job and the town.

    I knew she had to know that the baby was not mine even

though I didn't say anything except acted like a doting new

father.  I could tell she was quite contented to see me

that way.

    I was hoping her desire to do that was a one time

event, but now I knew she was on the same road again.  I