A long time ago my wife was upset with me for some reason and scornfully asked me, “Why can’t you make love more often?”

I had always realized that our s** drives were different, and her question struck at the heart of my feelings of ‘manhood’, or at least what we are all taught to believe which sticks with you no matter how logically you think about it. And then I started thinking about my wife before she married me. She’d had several children by several men and I knew that she was quite s******* active. Although in all fairness, she was definitely not a s***. Not only was she the most beautiful woman and girl I’d ever known, but she was also incredibly smart and one of the kindest people in the world. I was extremely lucky to be with her and I felt horrible for disappointing her.

But as I thought of the previous partners she’d had I started feeling something strange. I was getting turned on thinking about her having s** with these other men. I felt slightly ashamed by that, but the feeling continued to grow. After a few days I was still thinking about it so I told Marlena about what was happening. The more we talked about her s** life, the hornier I got. That was the beginning of my cuckold fantasies, which are still stronger than ever over 20 years later.

The irony is that the question that ridiculed my s** drive was also the question that ultimately increased it. We’re in our mid-60s and are having the best s** of our lives. The fantasy is still just a fantasy but there’s a chance that may change soon so these are exciting times!