So I'm awake at 4 am local because my wife just drunk dialed me from a party (who the hell has a party in the middle of the week?). I actually haven't seen my wife since she left with her boyfriend Marc for a weekend trip Saturday. The gone for the weekend stuff is normal though she is usually back by late Sunday or Monday. She doesn't want to hang around my wimpy ass if she can get some serious dicking and have a good time with Marc or whatever other guy happens to get her wet.

Anywho, she usually ignores me during the weekends because thinking about me ruins her mood. I hadn't heard from her all weekend and when I still hadn't seen her Monday I was a bit concerned. I got home from work and saw she had been at the house so I felt better. Clothes in the hamper including pussy/cum soaked panties which I promptly sniffed licked and jerked off to, and a note on the fridge saying she was gonna spend the week with Marc and don't call her. That got me hard all over again. I'm a cuckold and I really like it. I like getting ignored and I like cleaning her cum-stained clothes. I'm fucked in the head, I know.

There I go digressing again, so my wife drunk dials me from a party (she says it is and I can hear laughing and music in the background). The conversation went like this:

Wife: Hey loser. You been jerking it with my dirty panties?

Me: Of course. I'm laying in bed with them now.

Wife: [Laughing] God you ARE pathetic. Marc took me to this guys house for a party. It's tons of fun. I've already fucked three guys besides Marc.

Me: [Stroking cock] Wow. That's hot. Is that why you called? You wanted to get me hard?

Wife: No. I wanted to tell you that I'm falling in love with Marc. He's handsome, strong, hung like a bull, and I'm happy with him. I'm kinda drunk but it's the truth. We are talking about moving in together. Can't decide if we will kick you out of the bed or if I will move in with him.

Me: [hard as rock stroking fast] Really? Are you serious? You're not just trying to get me off?

Wife: Hell yes I'm serious. I don't care about your little dick. If you're jerking it right now eat the cum after you blow.

Me: [Still beating off furiously] Does that mean you want a divorce?

Wife: No, you'll still be my sugar-daddy [Not bragging but I have a good job and have done decently for myself and thus, her]. I don't want to explain to my Mom why I'm divorcing you.  

Me: [still stroking close to cumming already] Okay.

Wife: [giggling and talking to someone else incoherently] ...ohh... Shit. Yeah. Like that.

Me: [on the verge of orgasm] Honey? You there?

Wife: ...fuuuucckkk... uh. Yeah, I need to go. Marc just slipped himself inside me. Eat the cum loser. [Call ends]

Me: [Blows load and eats it.] 

So, as it stands right now I'm hard all over again sniffing my wifes dirty panties and wondering what life will be like living with her boyfriend (assuming he moves in here). I think my sex drive and my wife are controlling my life. I'm oddly okay with it though. That's about it. Feel free to comment.