For two years I've been with a girl who was great. Fit body and really open-minded, we would have great sex in the most unusual and kinky ways, including bondage, chastity play and switching dom/sub roles. We really opened up with each other and shared every story from our past love and sex life. Even painful ones, like the last breakup with my ex who cheated on me for months with a colleague of hers before coming clean.

Long story short, one day I walk into a bistrot to get a coffee and who do I see at a table, kissing and holding hands?

That's right. My girlfriend and my ex. They did not see me.

In disbelief, I got out, walked to the adjacent park and called my gf, just telling her I needed to meet her there.

She arrived like 30 minutes later, saying she was downtown window shopping and that's why she took a while.

When I confronted her she immediately got angry and told me it was none of my business, that I knew she was bisexual and libertine, and that I needed to respect her and her life choices. "But why are you cheating on me? And with my ex? Why her, on top of it?" "Because your stories about her got me curious, and by the way you were right, she is a great kisser and does wonderful things with her tongue. Shame you did not pick up a thing or two from her", she said.

Needless to say, we got into a huge fight and broke up shortly after. The two of them had a sexual relationship for a while, and are still good friends to this day.

This happened eight years ago.

I've been cuckolded with my ex who already cuckolded me before.

My sexual fantasies somehow haven't been the same ever since.