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Proximately, what got me going on this was an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm that I watched last week, the "Dry Cleaner", about a Latin bombshell wife of an Orthodox Jewish man who has sex with other men and who treats her husband like shit in the store. It appears that the husband is unknowing but it may be willful ignorance, in which case he would be a wittol in the strict meaning.I have personal knowledge of a few like instances of
cuckoldry. A red-headed (I mention the color of her hair because of the
stereotype of red-headed women for being wild) young woman, the daughter
of a cop (I mention that because of the stereotype of cops for being
cruel and because the mean red apple may not fall far from the tree) was
married, the marriage was of recent vintage, to an Indian
(subcontinent) young man. The newlyweds together attended an office
party where the new bride performed fellatio on another gentleman as he
was sitting on the toilet evacuating his large intestine. Both
operations successfully completed the red-head wife told her Indian
husband with cop-like firmness to "GO HOME!", that she would follow when
she was finished cuckolding him.
In the same vein, a
20-something new bride who had lobbied long and persistently for the
status with her much older beau applied to become a cop, was accepted
into that testosterone fraternity, and within six months of the blessed
event attended mandatory training in "how to become a cop" at a venue
outside her marital domicile state. Upon return a week or so later she
informed her new husband that she had gotten "fingered" at the
cop-training academy. "I don't want to hear it!" the husband replied.
Pause: She did not cuckold her husband when she got “fingered” because she told him. Did she cheat on her husband when she got “fingered”? Yes, I and I think most people would say getting your vagina digitally penetrated by a finger not on one of your husband’s hands is cheating. Did her husband “assume the risk” of being cuckolded when he said, “I don’t want to hear it!” Unpause.
Over the next couple of years the new gumshoe's husband talked to all of his friends, one got the impression he stopped strangers on the street and asked them what they thought of his wife's odd and unsettling behavior, viz: obtaining two "boob jobs", paying halvsies out of marital "common property" funds for the alterations which he never requested; turning red in the face when a mutual female friend unknowingly ribbed her about scrapes on both knees, & etc., so much & etc. that I cannot remember now all the viz.
The husband told all of it to me in twice or thrice weekly lunches and I became convinced that he was being cuckolded. I consulted with my (second, ex) wife on what if any fiduciary obligation I owed my friend, for such he was, my closest, and the consensus was not to give voice to my deep suspicions unless I was directly asked.
That happened one day in his vehicle on the way to our Chinese restaurant. "I think Claire's cheating on me." I reached over with my left hand and patted him comfortingly on the leg and said softly, "I do too." He immediately wheeled his head around toward me and asked "Do you have any information?" Of course, I did not and replied "No," it was just based on what he had told me in many, many conversations over many, many months.
Some shortish time after
that time in the car he told me that Claire, in a fit of anger, asked
him accusingly, "Are you cheating on me?!" "No, but you are," he
answered, and Claire's head dropped guiltily.
She had cuckolded him. He told me after he was master of the case and the marriage had ended, "She cuckolded me". In fact she fucked every swinging dick at the cop office, once in the backseat of her car with their child's car seat as an obstacle, during lunch with a new cop recruit, likely while I was having lunch with her husband. "There's a child's car seat!" the man exclaimed with some horror. "I don't care," Claire responded and got fucked right next to her child's seat.
After each conquest Claire went into her boss's office and laughingly told him all the juicy details.
There are several things common to cuckoldry in Claire's cuckoldry:
- Power (more on that below). Cops have it, Clarie got it.
- Liberty (ditto). Power confers a sense of entitlement; the more power you have the less you believe and perceive the rules apply to you.
- Danger and getting away with it (as in Breaking Bad, also below).
- The fun in telling others while keeping the husband in the dark. Successful cuckolding is not a solitary accomplishment. The cuckolding wife needs to get recognition, like a Certificate of Merit in cuckolding.
- The reverse accusation. Claire accused her husband of infidelity, of which he was completely innocent. It was a slip that revealed the true case.
- Signs. The knee abrasions, the two boob jobs. The cuckolding wife likes to get as close to the red line of discovery as possible.
A woman who I dated for four years was separated and living apart from her husband, but still technically married, when she pursued a relationship with me. (en passant, I was so wary and a bit unnerved by her advance that I consulted with my friend above who gave me the sage advice, "Don't do it." I did anyway.) I came to find out from her own loose lips that she had successfully cuckolded her husband with two, three including me, other men over a period of years. She treated her husband like shit as the Latin bombshell on Curb Your Enthusiasm did.
As did Claire, the woman I dated, Mindy, made the reverse accusation in a phone call she told me about with her husband. They were arguing about something and Mindy outed with, "You two-timing son of a bitch!" "Two-timing?", her husband responded. Mindy said she immediately realized she had slipped.
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