Cuckolding Involves What?

A couple of months ago I wrote about how my wife and I were at dinner with friends and they brought up the concept of cuckolding. I explained that it apparently was some kind of fetish that involves a guy letting his female partner have “happy time” with another guy.

Somehow this is supposed to turn guy number one on! Now I know that’s not normal or healthy right? You’re supposed to make “happy time”, with the person you love, not let somebody else do it for you. And if you found out that the person you love got naked with someone else, you’d feel jealous, angry, repulsed and you’d never want to be with that person again, right?

Well that’s what I thought, until this guy at work that I’m marginally friendly with tells me that he lets his wife date and it’s a huge turn-on for him. What? Why would he tell me this? Was I being recruited as a possible suitor? I politely ended our conversation by choking slightly on my ham and cheese panini and left the lounge to go back to my desk.

I then looked up cuckolding on my computer…and guess what…there are cuckold sites, cuckold blogs even whole darn, cuckold communities! It seems there is no lack of men who like to be humiliated by their partners. Guys who like to see their wives and girlfriends get pleasure from someone else, pleasure maybe they can’t give them. They seem to get aroused by experiencing the turn-on of feeling degraded and humiliated. I don’t know about you but I get turned on by making love to my wife when I’m not feeling degraded or humiliated.

I can’t even begin to imagine my wife with someone else. I couldn’t handle it. What goes on in the mind of a cuckolded husband? How do they handle jealousy and the feeling of betrayal? Do they stay in that kind of relationship forever?

I just read about Ron Weinstein, the cuckolded husband of Sheryl Weinstein who claims to have been Ponzi scammer Bernie Madoff’s mistress. She’s written a book about her affair called Madoff’s Other Secret. In it she even reveals that Madoff has a small stimulus package. If I were Ron Weinstein the marriage would be kaput, done, over… but According to a Daily Beast interview, Mr. Weinstein actually said he wasn’t too “fussed” about his wife’s affair and they’re still together.

He would appear to be the perfect example of a willing and supportive, cuckolded husband…or is he? Let’s just wait and see how cuckolded Mr. Weinstein is after he gets his hands on half of his wife’s book money.

Chick Flick

As a married man, I find myself rather distant from all the little nuisances that come with dating. I’m not saying I’m completely exempt from all hassling matters just because I’m married… however, once married, you make compromises and form agreements that eliminate irritating scenarios a la the following:

(8) “Do you think I’m fat?/Do I look fat?” – I hate when women ask this. They either a) already know the answer, or b) are trying to Jedi-mind-trick you into saying something stupid. I hate this question. This is like me asking her, “hey, is my penis big?” What are they supposed to say? …Exactly.

(7) The uncanny discussion of bowel movements – This is only funny when men say it amongst other men. Thinking about girls and bowel movements is disturbing and troubling. I like to believe that I live in a world where girls don’t fart… it just doesn’t happen.

(6) She owns a truck — Alright. This isn’t exactly the worst-case scenario that can occur. However, when said truck is a pickup truck… this changes everything. I don’t want her to be first in line to offer help on moving day.

(5) Hock a loogie – I don’t find this to be impressive or attractive in a woman. This is rarely acceptable when men do this—you can see why I may be so disgruntled by a lady-loogie.

(4) Do not recommend that I read the new Oprah’s book club book – If she wants to recommend it, I’d prefer if she left the word “Oprah” out if it. Ignorance is bliss.

(3) Tricking unsuspecting men into seeing chick flicks – Perhaps this one is our fault. We should probably be more aware of the coming attractions that the ladies will be attending relatively soon— merely in avoidance of being victim to such an ambush. How was I supposed to know that something with a title like The Ugly Truth would turn out to be heartwarming? I could not foresee such a trap.

(2) When they say something, but really mean something else – this is simply confusing, frustrating, and uncalled for. If she doesn’t want to eat at a particular restaurant, but relays that message through the words, “I can’t wait to eat there… I wonder if they have fettuccine?” …while she knows very well that it is a barbeque pit, is simply passive aggressive. I detest such statements.

(1) Mixing up team names amongst sports – I admit—it’s a petty complaint, but if I’m not calling “Nordstrom,” “Ross,” then she shouldn’t be calling “The Saints,” “the Celtics.”