Marie gave us a beautiful baby daughter who believes Jim is her father and I gladly pay child support every month. The three of us decided to name “our” daughter Jemma which somehow seems appropriate, at least to us. The J at the beginning and the conjoined mm in the middle being a constant reminder of who our daughter is. Fortunately, for us, Jemma is almost a physical carbon copy of Marie having the same color of hair, eyes, and skin tone. If she also grew up to have the same body, we will all go insane try to keep the boys away from her. On the brighter side, if she inherits Marie’s tremendous sense of loyalty and fidelity that would be a major plus.
Jim and I are still very close friends and though we rarely discuss our individual relationships regarding Marie, we both believe she is a loyal, faithful and loving wife to each of us. I do believe that if something truly bad happened between Jim and Marie neither she nor I would hesitate to make our marriage legally binding. Yes, Marie and I do love each other and we are in love with each other but she is Jim’s wife first and foremost.
Jim went much farther along the cuckold path than any of us ever imagined he would. He and Marie are still married and love each other very much but since Jim is now such a cuckold, I pimp Marie out to him when he wants sex. Ironically, she uses the money he gives her for sex to pay her airfare to “cum” be with me several times each year and she always brings Jemma when she “cum” to visit “Uncle Michael. I am now living back on the east coast. One day we will have to find a way to explain all of this to Jemma but for now we just leave it as it is.
At some future time, I may or may not write more about Marie and I cuckolding Jim. Actually, we did not cuckold him. Jim did that himself. He showed us his desire and we fueled it for him.