Revised Second Edition I can still remember the exact moment when this stopped being just a fantasy—when it became real. The moment I asked myself, for the very first time, do I really want this to happen? And the answer was more complicated than I could have ever imagined. As I watched my wife slide into his car, leaning forward, a voice inside my head screamed, Stop her! But just as loud, another voice whispered, This is what you’ve always wanted. I don’t know if that second voice actually won, or if the battle between them just paralyzed me, but I sat there and watched as my wife sucked some random black guy’s cock in a parking lot. And I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. No—that’s not true. I did do something. I got a massive boner. And that became a theme on this journey. My mind might scream, Stop. This is too far. But my cock? It never agreed. I wanted this. This was my cuckold fantasy. But this was spiraling out of control. Rapidly.