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Cuckoldry Descent in Older Age. Chapter 1Chapter 1: Xena .............We first met Xena about three years ago and, over time, I noticed how she became inseparable friends with my wife, Mandy. They spent a lot of time together, both being retired, going to women?s events, luncheons, girls? nights, and those one on one, around the table, sessions over a bottle of wine or bubbly that can last hours. From what Mandy told me, it was clear they shared a lot about themselves with each other. Mandy usually updated me on the spicy Xena news in our reviews of the day, so I learned quite a lot about the proclivities of this attractive and charismatic woman.Xena is a 63 year old, demure looking woman who looks good and is young for her age. She?s actually younger than us ? we are in our early seventies - though happily we don?t look any older, perhaps even younger - me through good luck and a sporting life, and my wife through plastic surgery. Xena is short, about 5 foot four, and slim. She maintains a nice figure. She wears her still dark hair long to the shoulders. Though small in stature, she is disproportionately large breasted; something she never fails to feature in her choice of clothing. She laughs a lot, is good company and is never shy about discussing subjects many consider to be taboo. Xena is single, having divorced a number of years ago. She lives alone, but rents out a room in her well-appointed home to someone called Pam.Pam is a strange woman ? quiet but weird. I was always wary of her; for some reason, I sensed there was something funny about her quite early on, though initially could never put my finger on what it was. She is much shorter than Xena ? I would say about 4 foot 10 ? and about the same age. Unlike Xena, she isn?t good looking. She has a round face, funny asymmetric eyes and a pug nose, all surrounded by close cropped, almost crew cut like, blonde hair. Since we live in a warm climate, she usually chooses to wear tight shorts that reveal sarıyer escort her thick, muscular thighs and a large backside, the latter balanced by a protruding stomach sitting over the camel-toe perpetually exhibited between her legs. Like Xena, she has big breasts, but ones that had dropped a lot with age, so that they now formed pendulous lobes, with prominent nipples permanently erect against the sheer tops she favored. Pam has an unusual relationship with Xena. Xena always takes her to gatherings, but more as a servile pet than a friend. Pam just follows Xena around, doing her bidding, carrying and fetching on command.I learned from Mandy quite early on that Xena had an oversized libido, coupled with unusual sexual habits. Being divorced, of course, Xena was free to seek men out for sex as and how she wanted. And according to Mandy, her appetite was insatiable. She had a large rotation of men that, as Mandy put it, ?submissively served her needs? ? many of them married, though Mandy wouldn?t say who until much later. Xena clearly felt safe sharing details of her sex life with Mandy and must have expected I would get to hear about it. Looking back, I suspect that much of what she told Mandy must have been deliberately for my ears. And though Mandy tended in the early days to be a little coy on detail, enough got through to me to get my juices flowing. The detail that fascinated me was that Xena was female dominant. Mandy described her as a widow spider, always laying traps to catch unsuspecting men that she would then voraciously consume. Xena wasn?t shy blackmailing men into submission, apparently, particularly the married ones. According to Mandy, Xena required all her sexual partners to be submissive in the act. And more than that, she was apparently sadistic in her treatment of them. I could see from the flush of Mandy?s face when describing some of Xena?s sexual escapades, that she esenyurt escort found them quite arousing.Again, looking back, I see that Xena was not only trying to attract me into her web but also shaping Mandy?s attitude about men and marriage. Indeed, Mandy?s attitude towards me began to change noticeably and it wasn?t long before I became aware of her starting to be more aggressive and dominating, and more openly flirtatious with others. All of a sudden, she didn?t seem to care as much about modesty any more, much like Xena, and seemed to enjoy exhibition. I often noticed she didn?t bother to wear under garments on occasion, as obviously did others. Over time, she seemed to deliberately engage in this behavior when I was around, as if deliberately trying to humiliate me. Other changes we also starting to happen. She was becoming more controlling and more predatory. And I liked it and hoped it was going where I hoped.In any case, it wasn?t long before I started fantasizing about Xena - about being dominated by her; with dreams of being humiliated. Sexual humiliation has been my overriding sexual fantasy from very early years and have led me into many Mistress?s dens. I kept this aspect of my private life pretty close to my chest, never sharing it with Mandy or anyone else. So as Xena insinuated herself into our lives, she began featuring heavily in my mind during masturbation.Early on in our relationship with her, Xena flirted openly whenever the three of us were together ? and to my surprise, much to Mandy?s amusement. Xena always went out of her way to kiss and hug whenever we met ?her breasts always rubbing suggestively against my chest. When it was photo time ? you know, two or three bottles later, with everyone cheerful ? she would come over and seat herself suggestively astride my leg and pose, arms around my neck, head against my shoulder. I remember how conscious I was at such times of the sensation as she moved avrupa yakası escort imperceptibly from side to side, rubbing her sex against my leg. Like an electric jolt, I would feel my penis thicken, as I?m sure she did. How this drove my fantasies about her!But I was never brave or canny enough at the time to try and convert my perverse fantasies into reality. To me, the close relationship between Xena and my wife railed against the possibility. I thought the likelihood of these fantasies ever coming true was pretty remote. What I didn?t appreciate at the time, was how Xena was playing the long game, to catch me in her web and use me, along with her host of other emasculated men, to realize her own perverse fantasies.This was in the early days, when my contact with Xena was limited to social occasions. Then, as I said, she was always engaging, flirtatious and fun to be with. What I eventually discovered was that, consistent with the accounts Mandy gave me about Xena?s proclivities, she was quite narcissistic. Like me, her victims tended to be married men whose mental content was governed by the dictates of their dicks ? men that were easy to compromise and blackmail into service. The core of her strategy was persistent flirting, to plant the fantasy of an illicit pas de deux with her. As it turned out, though, her work on me was somewhat unnecessary, since other circumstances delivered me far more cleanly into her hands.For women like Xena, power is everything. They enjoy the process of humiliating men, breaking them down and forcing them to submit, taming them for their sadistic pleasure. Also, as I found out later, Xena loved to use Pam in exploiting her victims. Pam, it turned out, was just as narcissistic as Xena, though subservient to her, and, like Xena, loved humiliating her victims. Both loved watching the cruel actions of the other.In the end, Xena transformed my life, as we shall see. Perversely, my needs were just as depraved as hers, though quite different in form. Sexually submissive men like me crave dominant women who can emasculate and humiliate them. Why I need this I don?t know. So really, Xena and I were both playing each other; and in the end, we both won the game. But for a while, neither of us knew the other was playing it.Chapter 2 to follow shortly........