We met in high school senior year. I heard of her through reputation for having sex with a lot of guys, very attractive and DD cups, eventually F cups. Big high school and so many of my friends talked her up I wasn't interested and expected disappointment.
Senior year we met at a sausage drinking party where she was fwb with host and no one was talking with her. We hit it off. She wanted to go steady.
Through confiding she told me she developed early & a Ccup at 14. She loved getting attention from older men and sexually active at 14 filling a void of lack of attention elsewhere while her parents were always out and going through divorce.
I encouraged her to dress sexy and careers where she could. Over the years she had a model agency send her out for events & photo shoots, she left and did some pinup online - suicide girls, etc, worked at bars and clubs. Pretty sweet deal.
Going to Uni full time, work evenings & weekends I didn't have much time for her. We barely had sex. Meanwhile she was working at a bar dressed scantly clad serving alcoholic beverages to single attractive men.
The day of getting cheated on we were suppose to rekindle, I was to pick her up at work, ran late due to traffic, her coworkers would not put her on, she was "brought home" by a guy who's been hitting on her. She didn't get home until 5am.
I was too tired and broke to fight or kick her out, though I was angry. I agreed to stay friends, we broke up, I'd move to guest room and we'd continue to split rent.
I wanted to sabotage her finding another serious relationship and give her what she deserved though played coy, in for the long play. I gave her solid dating advice peppered with advice that might be red flags for things getting serious. Continued with wardrobe advice more exploitive, justifying that now that she's single she should really put herself out there.
Eventually went to sex advice where she gave me details and I suggested she seek to please, try out new things, push the envelope and play out guys fantasy. During this time I admit I was enjoying it as it was my only social and sexual outlet.
The riskier move I did was when she wanted an online profile and asked for my help setting it up and taking pics. Found a dating site that I signed her up for where you can keep profile private to all except those who have links.
I used the titsintops forum to post some of her model and sexy pics giving brief details of situation and listed our area. I said if any area men are interested we are friends and she is now single. Hooking her up with men who weren't interested in her was my original intent
however the idea of her with her big tits being setup with men obsessed with large breasts hit home for me.
I received some replied and coached them. I was nervous that someone would spill the beans but no one did. I heard both sides of the evening, got pics and was able to put some bugs in her bonnet on behalf of the other guys. It was amazing and almost gave me a nervous breakdown on a daily basis.
She started meeting other people and I was relieved it didn't get back to her but also nervous she would find someone. A year and a half after the break, and after I gave my last piece of bad relationship advice, I rekindled with her.
In the first few weeks was holding back my newly found fetish. I didn't want to sabotage anything though if we were going forward I would like to include it as a side activity. She didn't understand it at first. I explained it. She read about the fetish and agreed to it.
I asked her to set it up with the guy she cheated on me with. He was a competitive bodybuilder, best sex she had during break with me and someone she thought was a total asshole, so less risky for her leaving me for him though I wondered if she would outright leave me.
She set it up. He was totally an alpha bro asshole. It was suppose to be a MMF threesome and when I was trying to join in he told me to sit down and wait my turn while showboating. I had so many mixed feelings at once, anger, sadness, excitement and on sexual sensory overload. I just fapped multiple times watching. That is how I became CucktheBustyWife.