Hotwife, hot life.

[SamWarrens]

Well said bubbajack.

[Baydog]

This is very moving.

We are mysteries to each other - which should not be surprising, since we are mysteries to ourselves.

Good for you both for having had the courage to step into a new realm of experiences and for stepping back when it became hurtful.

I have come to believe that in human appetites for sexual experience, (a) the tide comes in and goes out; and (b) every ebb and flow feels different from the last.

You and Marie seem to be lovely, loving people, to whom decency and non-exploitation in your dealings with others are important factors. I am very glad to have read your story.

These character strengths can be at odds with the motives of some who make themselves available for extramarital fun, it seems.

Too bad. I wish when the mood strikes we could all just fuck each other warmly, cheerfully and pleasantly with no hard feelings and no self-condemnation.

Thanks Bubba. We are most certainly mysteries. It was a real voyage of self discovery for both of us. Marie experienced a dominance I can’t give her and which she really enjoyed. I also found out this was more than just fantasy for me. It’s part of who I am.

I had a lot of apprehension that Marie would look at me differently (and she had the same fear about my perspective of her). But, nothing changed our relationship except for the better. The level of communication we have is amazing. We know each other too well to doubt our strength together. She didn’t see me as “less of a man” and I don’t see her as anything but my beautiful girl.

We are caring people. We try to act in an ethical way in all our interactions. Marie is deeply empathetic, which is one of the things that makes her wonderful. Though i don’t consider the extramarital activity in which we involved ourselves to be immoral in any way. I know most disagree with my perspective... at least outside of this site. Marie is much more conflicted. She objectively knows it’s our marriage and relationship in which she has freedom and love, but how a wife “should be” weighed on her.

Like you, I wish we could all just treat each other well and be honest. I think finding a Bull is a lot about luck. I thought a lot afterwards that maybe the kind of guy we need doesn’t exist. Heck we didn’t know what we needed anyway! I do know being honest is an important quality if trust is going to be built. Trust from all sides appeared to be, for us at least, important.

[mundyman]

What a tremendously moving story of the highs and lows of hotwifing. Beautifully told.
Are you definitely out of the lifestyle now or just on a hiatus?
Given that Marie developed feelings for Jay, do you feel its a good thing Jay did not live closer?
Would Marie have been able to keep her feelings under control for whoever else she was together with? She certainly sounds like a woman who must have feelings for, or a relationship with, the person she’s having sex with.
Perhaps it is a good thing Jay lives so far away and you haven’t been able to find another lover for her.
Thanks for sharing your story. Please keep us up to date.

[OOAA]

What a FANTASTIC, AMAZING, GREAT and totally well written story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My sincere congratulations!!!!!

[Baydog]

What a tremendously moving story of the highs and lows of hotwifing. Beautifully told.
Are you definitely out of the lifestyle now or just on a hiatus?
Given that Marie developed feelings for Jay, do you feel its a good thing Jay did not live closer?
Would Marie have been able to keep her feelings under control for whoever else she was together with? She certainly sounds like a woman who must have feelings for, or a relationship with, the person she’s having sex with.
Perhaps it is a good thing Jay lives so far away and you haven’t been able to find another lover for her.
Thanks for sharing your story. Please keep us up to date.

Thank you so much for your feedback. I really appreciate it. It’s all been such an emotional ride that I have been hoping to convey. I’m glad Jay didn’t live closer, but honestly he wouldn’t have done this closer to where he actually lived. He was so guarded. I doubt he told her one thing real. Acted like Marie might stalk him whenever she asked anything remotely personal. What’s that about? She’s way too busy to stalk someone. She’s an intelligent and secure person. It’s not unnatural to be curious about a man with whom she was intimate. The lack of trust in her hurt Marie’s feelings.

[SamWarrens]

She's better off without that loser.
Too bad she gave up trying to find the right lover, I am sure he was out there.
It's never too late!

[WatchinginNJ]

What a tremendously moving story of the highs and lows of hotwifing. Beautifully told.
Are you definitely out of the lifestyle now or just on a hiatus?
Given that Marie developed feelings for Jay, do you feel its a good thing Jay did not live closer?
Would Marie have been able to keep her feelings under control for whoever else she was together with? She certainly sounds like a woman who must have feelings for, or a relationship with, the person she’s having sex with.
Perhaps it is a good thing Jay lives so far away and you haven’t been able to find another lover for her.
Thanks for sharing your story. Please keep us up to date.

Thank you so much for your feedback. I really appreciate it. It’s all been such an emotional ride that I have been hoping to convey. I’m glad Jay didn’t live closer, but honestly he wouldn’t have done this closer to where he actually lived. He was so guarded. I doubt he told her one thing real. Acted like Marie might stalk him whenever she asked anything remotely personal. What’s that about? She’s way too busy to stalk someone. She’s an intelligent and secure person. It’s not unnatural to be curious about a man with whom she was intimate. The lack of trust in her hurt Marie’s feelings.

I've been practicing ethical non-monogamy since my divorce. I've found that it's just best to be right out in front with your intentions. When you date as a typical monogamy person, your intentions are assumed. Dating leads to relationship, relationship leads to commitment, etc. Some people just have a hard time leaving that paradigm. Even people playing on the margins can't get past their own pre-conceived notions.

I've got a lot going on; co-parenting, career, travel, hobbies, etc. So I don't want a nesting partner right now. I find it funny that the best women to date have been married women in open relationships, because they have pretty similar constraints. It took awhile to get to that, because I had a pretty big menu to choose from, but found that if I didn't filter out women soon enough we had conflicts. Some wanted monogamous commitment, some wanted to live together, etc. There were plenty that said they were cool with open relationships, but I think too many didn't know how they felt about it, but didn't want to lose out on the dating opportunity or thought that it would be just a phase at the beginning of the relationship.

So now I have pretty strict filtering requirements right up front. I use dating apps that allow for exactly what I am looking for. I move to meet quickly, and within a few meets, if there are any red flags, I politely move on and wish them luck. When I first got back in the dating game, I dated a lot. Frankly it was exhausting. Now, I'm much more choosy and have two relationships with married women, and maybe one or two dates a month if it seems interesting, or a possibly a hook up with a really interesting person when I'm travelling. I choose quality over quantity.

[Baydog]

She's better off without that loser.
Too bad she gave up trying to find the right lover, I am sure he was out there.
It's never too late!

I agree Sam. He wasn’t a good bull in a lot of respects and I’m glad he’s no longer a part of our lives.

And you’re right, its never too late. This story isn’t over.

[OOAA]

She's better off without that loser.
Too bad she gave up trying to find the right lover, I am sure he was out there.
It's never too late!

I agree Sam. He wasn’t a good bull in a lot of respects and I’m glad he’s no longer a part of our lives.

And you’re right, its never too late. This story isn’t over.

[xforfun]

Kyle,

Thank you for articulating your story so well to make it such a captivating and exciting read you could write a book on it! It was going so well with you discovering your desires and renewed love for your wife. Choosing the right time to share them where inadvertently you had planted the seed for her infidelity that upon discovery enabled you to use it in a positive way into making your fantasy a reality together. No wonder you weren't angry at finding out your wife had lied and cheated, in your eyes you had won the lottery! You had her right where you wanted, dare I say to manipulate this indiscretion on her part to fulfil your burning desire to see her married pussy taken by another man. Of course, she would oblige, she loves you and will do anything to make you feel happy as well as help relinquish any deep-down guilt she has. Selfish on your part, yes if we're honest but to be fair she did 'owe' you.

Did she deliver – Oh hell yes.

Is she an awesome damn sexy wife – resounding yes.

Did she get what she wanted – Ermmm not sure about that one.

But here's where real-world reality kicks in and can ruin our fantasy like a bucket of cold water poured over our head. Instead of your journey taking us on evermore erotic adventures of your new hotwife. We end on somewhat of a sombre and soul-searching note.

But what gravely concerned me the most was Marie's attachment issues with Jay. You mean the world to Marie and yet her feeling of loss, rejection and mourning she felt over Jay was so powerful that not even you could help ease the pain of her suffering. You must have felt so bad, wondering "what the hell have I done" and so guilty to put her in that position of being broken hearted, I know I would. Then, oh boy, her reaction to Jay reconnecting how she responded rocked me to the core, blood literally drained from my face making me pale and sick to the stomach with that right there scaring the shit out of me.

Man you must have Kevlar lined innards to take that and roll with it.

How do you go from here? Where do you go from here?

These are clearly unknowns of where and how it might lead. But I guess that's part of playing in the casino with everything at stake. But what a fucking rush!!!

[36DDwife]

Doesn’t sound like Marie can separate sport fucking from romance. I assume the story isn’t over...

[bufaker]

Friday arrived. We drove down to meet Jay for dinner. We had gotten a room at the same hotel as Jay, with the plan to meet him for dinner first and then head on to the night’s fun. Unfortunately Jay had to stay and network with people at his conference, so it ended up being just me and Marie. This was really disappointing. I was looking forward to seeing their interaction with each other and just having a fascinating date and conversation with my wife and her lover. We had a great meal together, though Marie looked apprehensive. She told me she was more nervous for tonight than the previous nights. As we left the restaurant, the skies opened up and we got caught in a torrential downpour, which soaked us. So, after getting back to the hotel we had a glass of wine and tried to dry off our clothes. Luckily Marie hadn’t put on her thigh-high stockings when we went to dinner, so only her dress needed drying. Finally Jay sent us the next to meet him in the lobby, so off we went.

He wasn’t there right when we got down, so I grabbed drinks for all of us and sat back in some lounge chairs in the lobby (which was huge and had quite a few people...typical for a hotel devoted to conferences). A few minutes later Marie whispered “there he is.”

I’m not sure what I was expecting; I hadn’t seen him until that point. He was a fairly big guy. Not fat nor super muscular, just taller and had a larger frame than me. He also had some bit of hispanic ancestry (Marie had told me his mother was hispanic). Basically tall, dark and handsome. I could see why Marie thought he was attractive. We sat down and had a light conversation. Jay really didn’t direct any conversation my way and was focused on Marie. Marie was laser-focused on Jay with a big smile on her face; hanging on his every word. I loved seeing her so obviously infatuated with him.

We finished our drinks and Jay asked if we wanted to head up. As we walked, I could see people notice that Marie had come with me, but was now taking two men with her in an obviously sexual situation. Was it real or my imagination that people actually noticed what was happening...probably the latter, but it was really hot at the moment!

As we walked toward the room, they walked together and I walked slightly behind, enjoying them being a couple walking together. We got to the room and Jay offered us a drink and I sat on the couch, which was a good 10 feet away from the bed in his large suite. He and Marie were saying something to each other and sat on a small bench at the end of the bed. He leaned in and began kissing her.

Their kissing was the hottest thing I had ever seen. It was so intimate it burned into my soul...I can still see it today. I see a lot of people wanting to try this lifestyle but have a “no kissing” sort of rule. If that’s you, then I’d rethink the fantasy. You must be a secure person, both in yourself and in your marriage. The kissing could have been a point where I freaked out in a bad way, but I didn’t. Not only could I handle it, but I loved it. So amazing!

I watched in amazement as they made out, listening to the smack of their lips and the increasing intensity of the kisses. Soon he and Marie moved off the bench and to the bed. Before laying down, Jay eased her dress over her head, revealing her teddy and thigh-highs. He looked at her with a burning passion and had her lay on the bed while he explored her body with his hands. Marie let out sexy little whimpers as he touched her. Soon his fingers touched her pussy. Another man touching my wife’s most intimate place right in front of my eyes. He began rubbing her pussy as he kissed her, and Marie let out a sigh and said “Oh Jay…”. So amazing hearing her call his name as he pleased her. His rubbing became more intense and then he smacked his hand on her pussy, causing Marie to give a little yelp. I had never done anything like this, but she seemed to respond to it. He then moved his mouth to her pussy. I kind of make a show of things when I go down on Marie, as I want to build and savor it before she comes. Jay went right at it, attacking her clit and making her squirm. After a few minutes she came. It wasn’t a violent orgasm, but more of a release with her softly saying “Jay...Jay...oh my god it feels sooooo good”. She then raised her head to see if I was ok, and I gave her a nod with what was probably a silly grin on my face.

After she had her orgasm, he whispered to her and she let out a small giggle. The whispers, like the kissing, were so intimate that it drove me crazy! She then put her leg over him and passionately kissed him. Jay then took off her teddy and got out some massage oil. He unscrewed the cap and gently poured a little into his hands. He warmed it a bit by rubbing his hands together, then began massaging her legs, ass and back. She moaned with pleasure as he expertly touched her.

Throughout the whole night Jay, surprisingly, was pretty quiet. I had expected him to order me around, talk shit and all that. None of that happened. To be honest, I wouldn't have minded playing that game as it could have been fun. I was worried I might not be able to handle it and now I kind of wished he would have been more dominant with me. Honestly I think it’s because I wasn’t what he was expecting. Marie had remarked long ago, when I asked her to read about hotwifing, that I wasn’t like the typical guys who were into this. Many are bisexual of course, which she already knew I wasn’t into. But most seem to be “beta” guys who are submissive all around. Maybe I should have acted that way. I’m just an outgoing person who loves conversation, dancing and just to be in on the action. I love to have fun at parties and while I have no need to be the center of attention, I’m certainly not a wallflower. I guess Jay may have felt a little uncomfortable with my personality, or he was playing up a big game on text but wasn’t able to follow through when the time came. I don’t know, these are guesses.

So he turned Marie onto her back, exposing her beautiful breasts and waxed pussy. He then looked at me and motioned me over to the bed. Yes! Hey, I enjoyed watching but I foudn that I really wanted to join Jay in pleasing Marie. He knew I had a desire for a threesome, and Jay was going to make that a reality! We were both still dressed with Marie naked on the bed before us. He unscrewed the cap and handed me the oil. I turned the bottle over to put a little in my hand, but then the worst fucking thing happened! The opening to the bottle was large and I fucking poured that entire bottle all over Marie and the bed! Noooooooooo! Marie shot up in response to the large volume of cold oil dumped onto her stomach.

“Holy shit! What the hell?!?” she exclaimed.
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry Marie.”

“Get me a towel Kyle” she said in an understandably annoyed tone. I had really screwed up this moment. A moment I was so excited about happening was gone. As Jay helped her to towel off, he told me to get the rabbit vibrator. I got it for him, but there weren’t batteries in it...I had left them in the car. Jay gave me his room key and told me to go grab them, so I left the room for a quick journey to the car. He made sure to say “don’t disturb us when you come back in”.

It would have been faster had I remembered the keys before making my way to the garage, so went back up our room and got the keys. Went back to the garage and realized I had no fucking clue where we parked. Marie put it in her phone, but I didn’t have that so I walked through the garage until finally finding it. I’m a disaster.

When I got back to the room, I quietly opened the door and saw Jay and Marie making out together on the bed. He was down to his boxers and Marie was running her hands over his body as they kissed. Watching her so intimately caress him was really pushing my buttons, like the kissing and the whispering...much hotter than I expected! My excitement probably contributed to my inability to properly put the batteries in the vibrator, which caused it to heat up so much I thought it would explode. I mean, how many times could I do something stupid in one night?

I needed to get a closer look, so I moved to the bench at the end of the bed. Jay noticed me there and got up off the bed, positioning Marie on her back so that her head was somewhat off the edge of the bed. He then dropped his boxers. This was actually the first time in my life I had seen another man’s erect cock...and he certainly was erect for Marie! He was about the same size as me. He placed his cock on Marie’s face and eased it between her lips. He gradually went deeper and deeper into her throat. When he pulled out, long strings of saliva and precum stretched from his cock to her mouth. As I watched that, mouth agape, Jay looked over and gave me a smug smirk. He looked at me as his cock went back into Marie’s mouth and went back to fucking her throat. I thought she might choke, but to my surprise she reached behind and grabbed his ass, pulling him even deeper! I never would have believed it, but my Marie wanted him deeper in her throat!

He kept at it for awhile then sat on the bed and pulled Marie back up fully on to the bed and onto him so her back was against his chest. I watched as he caressed her body. Marie had her eyes closed and was lost in the sensation of his touch. Her beautiful body was on full display and I wanted so bad to move onto the bed and begin licking her pussy and prepare her for the fucking she was clearly about to receive. It felt right to join in and as I was about to move in, Marie opened her eyes and looked at me. She seductively crawled towards me on the bed and leaned close to whisper in my ear “honey can you go back to our room? I’d like to spend this last bit with just me and Jay.”

Wow, I wasn’t expecting that. I promised Marie (and myself) that I would do whatever she wanted, so here I was having to live up to that promise. I said “ok” and then left the room. As the door clicked shut behind me, leaving my wife alone with him, I felt excited, frustrated and confused. I had wanted a threesome but fucked that up, and now I wouldn’t even see her have sex with Jay. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not upset about it. In fact, reflection has made me realize that it’s kind of hot that Marie made me leave and denied me the opportunity to see them fuck.

I sat in our room lost in my thoughts. About a half hour later Marie entered the room.

“I’m sorry I made you leave Kyle. I just wanted to spend the last little bit alone with him.”

“It’s ok Marie. I’m not gonna lie that I would have liked to have seen you have sex together, but I can handle it if it’s what you want.”

Marie tilted her head down. “Oh my god, you didn’t get to see us have sex. I’m sorry Kyle, I didn’t realize. It wasn’t my intent to not let you see that part.”

I tilted her chin up to me and looked her in the eyes. “I’ve told you since the beginning that it is always what you want. That’s most important. So there’s no need to apologize, ok?”

“Ok” she said. Then I leaned in to kiss her.

My kisses became more passionate as I caressed her back, but Marie stopped me and pulled away.

“Kyle can we wait until morning? I promise we can make love tomorrow morning, but right now I’m tired and worn out physically and emotionally.”

“Of course honey” I said, though I wanted her so badly it hurt. We spooned together and fell asleep.

This is sooo hot that i've to close my eyes and do breathing exercise to relax and control my heartbeat.

[Baydog]

Kyle,

Thank you for articulating your story so well to make it such a captivating and exciting read you could write a book on it! It was going so well with you discovering your desires and renewed love for your wife. Choosing the right time to share them where inadvertently you had planted the seed for her infidelity that upon discovery enabled you to use it in a positive way into making your fantasy a reality together. No wonder you weren't angry at finding out your wife had lied and cheated, in your eyes you had won the lottery! You had her right where you wanted, dare I say to manipulate this indiscretion on her part to fulfil your burning desire to see her married pussy taken by another man. Of course, she would oblige, she loves you and will do anything to make you feel happy as well as help relinquish any deep-down guilt she has. Selfish on your part, yes if we're honest but to be fair she did 'owe' you.

Did she deliver – Oh hell yes.

Is she an awesome damn sexy wife – resounding yes.

Did she get what she wanted – Ermmm not sure about that one.

But here's where real-world reality kicks in and can ruin our fantasy like a bucket of cold water poured over our head. Instead of your journey taking us on evermore erotic adventures of your new hotwife. We end on somewhat of a sombre and soul-searching note.

But what gravely concerned me the most was Marie's attachment issues with Jay. You mean the world to Marie and yet her feeling of loss, rejection and mourning she felt over Jay was so powerful that not even you could help ease the pain of her suffering. You must have felt so bad, wondering "what the hell have I done" and so guilty to put her in that position of being broken hearted, I know I would. Then, oh boy, her reaction to Jay reconnecting how she responded rocked me to the core, blood literally drained from my face making me pale and sick to the stomach with that right there scaring the shit out of me.

Man you must have Kevlar lined innards to take that and roll with it.

How do you go from here? Where do you go from here?

These are clearly unknowns of where and how it might lead. But I guess that's part of playing in the casino with everything at stake. But what a fucking rush!!!

The attachment isn’t one that takes away from my relationship with Marie. Having a relationship with someone else isn’t a threat to our marriage and doesn’t make any relationship less special. The loss was like if she had a falling out with a good friend, except I was the cause of it.

[Baydog]

Life moved on and months passed. Marie still chatted with Jay every once in a while, but it was more bad for her psyche than good and she still wasn’t very interested in discussing the subject with me. I really missed talking about it. I also didn’t have that fun tinge to my life anymore. That background feeling of excitement that always seemed to be around before Marie said she needed it to end. I’m not saying I wasn’t happy and satisfied with my life and I definitely didn’t love Marie any less. She was still hot and we still had great sex. It was just different, and I was sad that it was over.

As the months became a year, Marie seemed much better. She knew it got to me, but a promise to let her make the decisions was a promise I intended to keep. She did a big thing for me and paid an emotional price for it. It was a testament of her love for me to have fulfilled this fantasy.

Life is so strange. One impulse at a certain moment in time can change the course of events in our lives. And it did.

One random Wednesday Marie had to work into the evening, so she wasn’t in a hurry to get to work that morning. She doesn’t know why she did it, because she hadn’t in almost a year, but decided to check out ads for bulls. It’s something we used to love to do together. Either laugh at some attempts or admire some serious talent. The first thing that came up was an ad for a man in our area. He was our age and experienced. She sent me the link.

Me: Seriously babe? You’re checking out the hotwifing stuff?

Marie: Yeah I’m not sure why. I haven’t in so long but for some reason I decided to browse a bit.

Me: I’m so happy this is on your mind! You’ve made my day!

Marie: Well, what do you think?

Me: I think he sounds great! I love the butterflies I get when you talk about it!

Marie: He lives close too. I’m going to reach out.

Holy shit I was so excited! This was out of absolute nowhere. All of sudden she’s not only thinking about it again, but is actually going to reach out!

Me: Jesus you know how to get me going! Fucking love you!

I got a kiss emoji from her, but didn’t get another text for an hour, at which point she sent a text.

Marie: His name is Adam. We’re meeting up Friday.

Unbelievable. The light roared back into my life. Heart racing and stomach turning. Was it really possible she might do it again after a year in the hotwifing wilderness? The answer was YES!

The wait for Friday was intense.

“I wanted to ask how you would like this to go down,” Marie asked. “I’m going to do what I want, of course, but I’m just curious”

I knew she was talking to me in that dominant tone for my benefit. She’s a total sweetheart by nature, so saying things like she’d ‘do what she wanted’ was out of character. I loved it!

“What do you mean?” I asked.

She said “ Well, honestly, I want to know if you would like to be there or have me go alone.”

“Oh”, I replied, “I’m not sure. I really want to see a sexy dynamic between you and another man, but maybe you should see what you think first without the pressure of me being there. I trust your judgement”.

“Good! I think I want it to be just me too. God I’m so nervous! What if I’m not attracted? What if the conversation is weird or I’m just not interested? What if he’s some sort of crazy person? What if he isn’t interested in me?”

“Hold on babe”, I said. “There’s no way he wouldn’t be interested in you. You’re hot as hell and a devoted wife. Everything a bull could want.”

“You’re sweet”, she said. “What about the other stuff?”

“I don’t know Marie. I guess those are all fears of any date, whether in this dynamic or just two single people. If you don’t like him, excuse yourself and leave. You are under no obligations.”

“Ok, Kyle. We’ll see how it goes.”

I may have been even more nervous than Marie. I watched with fascination as she showered and put on her makeup. She wore a cute dress that showed off her amazing cleavage and legs. Out of character a bit, but maybe this was Marie letting more of her sexy side come out. She clearly wanted to make an impression.

I watched as she pulled her car out of the driveway, the gut-wrenching feeling was almost overwhelming. I again tracked her location and watched as she made her way to the bar where they chose to meet. Once she arrived, she sent me a text saying “I’m here. Wish me luck”.

I did and then waited. Fifteen minutes...twenty minutes...thirty...my thought was that if she was still talking with him for half an hour, she must have at least not been turned off by him. After what seemed like the longest hour of my life, she texted simply “Things are going well.”

That’s it. No details, but I was still pretty psyched that she at least liked him in this first meeting. I didn’t hear from her for a while after that, and figured she might be heading home. I checked her location and she wasn’t at the bar anymore. Her location was in a residential neighborhood and didn’t change for a long time. Holy shit did she go to his place?!

Eventually she sent a text: “On the way home. Everything is good.” Of course I had to wait until she got back to find out exactly what happened.

“Hi baby” she said as she walked through the door.

I gave her a kiss and as I did I smelled something different. A masculine smell. “How are you? How was it?”

“I’m great baby! I had a super fun time!” she exclaimed with a big smile on her face.

“I saw you weren’t at the bar”

“That’s right Kyle, I wasn’t. We had our drinks at the bar and talked for a while. He’s a really nice guy; laid back and easy to talk to. However, he couldn’t take his eyes off me. Kept checking out my breasts too, which I took as a compliment. He wanted me though, I could see it in his eyes. When he asked if I wanted to go over to his place, I didn’t hesitate. He was hot and cool. He made me feel at ease, and I have to say, very turned on.”

She continued. “We got back to his place and sat on the couch. He kept telling me how beautiful I was. It was very sweet and I loved it. Then he kissed me. He didn’t ask me like Jay did. He just pulled me to him and kissed me like I had no choice. It was so hot!”

“It must have been pretty serious. Looks like your makeup is a little messed up.”

“Well, I might have been rubbing something all over my face, but we’ll get to that” she said with a smirk.

“Holy shit that’s hot!” I exclaimed

She continued. “We kissed a lot. As we were making out, I looked at the bulge in his jeans. I thought had to be his cock, but it couldn’t be, could it? I reached down and caressed the bulge through the outside of his jeans. I decided to just go for it and reach inside. When I started doing this, he lifted up and took off his clothes, with his cock right there in front of my face.”

“Was he big?” I asked with anticipation.

She paused and got this big smile. “Oh my god he was huge!” she exclaimed. “Seriously Kyle, I can’t believe how big it was.”

“How big?” I asked.

“He’s longer than you. I used two hands on his cock, which I can’t really do with you. However he is incredibly thick! My hand didn’t even come close to wrapping around it.”

Not that I’m tiny, but her hand easily can wrap around my shaft. This was really intense and I liked it! I was hanging on every word.

“I was amazed. It was so heavy and thick! I wanted to take a closer look, so I got on the floor and knelt between his legs.”

The vision of Marie in her dress, on her knees between the legs of a man she just met, was beyond erotic. I couldn’t believe it!

“I started sucking. My mouth really had to stretch to get around it, but I managed. I sucked on him for a long time. I felt like I ran a marathon; it was really exhausting. He was moaning and telling me how hot I was; it was all such a turn on. Eventually he came in my mouth and I got most of it. See this stain on my shoulder? I didn’t catch all of it.”

“Oh my god you’re so naughty Marie! Go on!”

“I got up on the couch with him and we started making out again.”

“Did you straddle him while you kissed?” I asked, remembering how hot it was when she made out with Jay.

“I definitely didn’t do that”, she replied. “If I straddled that monster while wearing that dress, we were gonna fuck! He played with my pussy while we kissed and I came. I came hard!”

“Wow! You came just from his fingers?”

“Oh yeah! He’s really talented and I was so turned on. It did not take long.”

“That is freaking awesome Marie! I love it!” I was so turned on! “So I guess you liked him?”

“You know it’s interesting Kyle. He’s a really nice guy and I like him, but we just met. I’m surprised that I could get so into it without the connection. I thought I needed to build a relationship in order to be interested in another man, but apparently that isn’t true. I’d say that if I didn't get to see him again I would be disappointed, but it would mainly be because I wouldn’t get to know what that cock feels like inside of me.”

“Do you think you’ll see him again?”

“Yes”, she replied. “We have another date for next Friday.”

“Are you gonna fuck him?”

She smiled at me as she looked right into my eyes.

“Definitely.”

[dickhurtz472]

BD;

i have read this story twice. when i saw your update from yesterday, i had to go all the way back to refresh my memory.

i need to ask you about her visiting jack. after her interaction with alex in the hot tube, & your acceptance of it, you told her it was very hot. then they continued texting him, with your knowledge. based on all that & after finding jack's letters in the garage, was she not able to talk, to you, about wanting meet him?

as much as i wanted my wife to date, r have a BF or any level of HWing, i could never accept the level of deception it took for her to fly to Boston to be with him for the weekend. i, probably, would never be able to trust her again.

it isn't like she went out with her GFs on a Friday night, had too much to drink, thereby providing cover for her actions, & got carried away with someone. Going to Boston, & every thing that it took to make that happen suggests a level of planning & deception that is, almost, unthinkable.

how were you able to put that all aside & rationalize that all that was acceptable?

my wife & i would have had a huge problem over that.

great story & can't wait for the continuation.

pete

[36DDwife]

BD;

i have read this story twice. when i saw your update from yesterday, i had to go all the way back to refresh my memory.

i need to ask you about her visiting jack. after her interaction with alex in the hot tube, & your acceptance of it, you told her it was very hot. then they continued texting him, with your knowledge. based on all that & after finding jack's letters in the garage, was she not able to talk, to you, about wanting meet him?

as much as i wanted my wife to date, r have a BF or any level of HWing, i could never accept the level of deception it took for her to fly to Boston to be with him for the weekend. i, probably, would never be able to trust her again.

it isn't like she went out with her GFs on a Friday night, had too much to drink, thereby providing cover for her actions, & got carried away with someone. Going to Boston, & every thing that it took to make that happen suggests a level of planning & deception that is, almost, unthinkable.

how were you able to put that all aside & rationalize that all that was acceptable?

my wife & i would have had a huge problem over that.

great story & can't wait for the continuation.

pete

I have to agree with Pete on this one. I would have had a major problem with her actions.

And my knee jerk reaction when I read the update of the new guy is if Marie & her feelings are going to go haywire again like they did over Jay? Because chances are that he is gonna fuck her with the big cock then walk away like a boss leaving her a distraught mess because he didn’t coddle her like she thought he should. Or did she learn to separate sex from romance?

[afagehi7]

BD;

i have read this story twice. when i saw your update from yesterday, i had to go all the way back to refresh my memory.

i need to ask you about her visiting jack. after her interaction with alex in the hot tube, & your acceptance of it, you told her it was very hot. then they continued texting him, with your knowledge. based on all that & after finding jack's letters in the garage, was she not able to talk, to you, about wanting meet him?

as much as i wanted my wife to date, r have a BF or any level of HWing, i could never accept the level of deception it took for her to fly to Boston to be with him for the weekend. i, probably, would never be able to trust her again.

it isn't like she went out with her GFs on a Friday night, had too much to drink, thereby providing cover for her actions, & got carried away with someone. Going to Boston, & every thing that it took to make that happen suggests a level of planning & deception that is, almost, unthinkable.

how were you able to put that all aside & rationalize that all that was acceptable?

my wife & i would have had a huge problem over that.

great story & can't wait for the continuation.

pete

I have to agree with Pete on this one. I would have had a major problem with her actions.

And my knee jerk reaction when I read the update of the new guy is if Marie & her feelings are going to go haywire again like they did over Jay? Because chances are that he is gonna fuck her with the big cock then walk away like a boss leaving her a distraught mess because he didn’t coddle her like she thought he should. Or did she learn to separate sex from romance?

They have different classes for crimes...murder 1, 2, manslaughter, etc. We can do the same for cheating. Her trip to Boston was premeditated so it's of a higher level than if something just happened on a drunken evening...

[36DDwife]

BD;

i have read this story twice. when i saw your update from yesterday, i had to go all the way back to refresh my memory.

i need to ask you about her visiting jack. after her interaction with alex in the hot tube, & your acceptance of it, you told her it was very hot. then they continued texting him, with your knowledge. based on all that & after finding jack's letters in the garage, was she not able to talk, to you, about wanting meet him?

as much as i wanted my wife to date, r have a BF or any level of HWing, i could never accept the level of deception it took for her to fly to Boston to be with him for the weekend. i, probably, would never be able to trust her again.

it isn't like she went out with her GFs on a Friday night, had too much to drink, thereby providing cover for her actions, & got carried away with someone. Going to Boston, & every thing that it took to make that happen suggests a level of planning & deception that is, almost, unthinkable.

how were you able to put that all aside & rationalize that all that was acceptable?

my wife & i would have had a huge problem over that.

great story & can't wait for the continuation.

pete

I have to agree with Pete on this one. I would have had a major problem with her actions.

And my knee jerk reaction when I read the update of the new guy is if Marie & her feelings are going to go haywire again like they did over Jay? Because chances are that he is gonna fuck her with the big cock then walk away like a boss leaving her a distraught mess because he didn’t coddle her like she thought he should. Or did she learn to separate sex from romance?

They have different classes for crimes...murder 1, 2, manslaughter, etc. We can do the same for cheating. Her trip to Boston was premeditated so it's of a higher level than if something just happened on a drunken evening...

And she was disappointed because dude was hung like a pimple. If I were to fly to Boston to hook up with some woman I’d at least make her send me a boob pic or something before I got on a plane!

[afagehi7]

BD;

i have read this story twice. when i saw your update from yesterday, i had to go all the way back to refresh my memory.

i need to ask you about her visiting jack. after her interaction with alex in the hot tube, & your acceptance of it, you told her it was very hot. then they continued texting him, with your knowledge. based on all that & after finding jack's letters in the garage, was she not able to talk, to you, about wanting meet him?

as much as i wanted my wife to date, r have a BF or any level of HWing, i could never accept the level of deception it took for her to fly to Boston to be with him for the weekend. i, probably, would never be able to trust her again.

it isn't like she went out with her GFs on a Friday night, had too much to drink, thereby providing cover for her actions, & got carried away with someone. Going to Boston, & every thing that it took to make that happen suggests a level of planning & deception that is, almost, unthinkable.

how were you able to put that all aside & rationalize that all that was acceptable?

my wife & i would have had a huge problem over that.

great story & can't wait for the continuation.

pete

I have to agree with Pete on this one. I would have had a major problem with her actions.

And my knee jerk reaction when I read the update of the new guy is if Marie & her feelings are going to go haywire again like they did over Jay? Because chances are that he is gonna fuck her with the big cock then walk away like a boss leaving her a distraught mess because he didn’t coddle her like she thought he should. Or did she learn to separate sex from romance?

They have different classes for crimes...murder 1, 2, manslaughter, etc. We can do the same for cheating. Her trip to Boston was premeditated so it's of a higher level than if something just happened on a drunken evening...

And she was disappointed because dude was hung like a pimple. If I were to fly to Boston to hook up with some woman I’d at least make her send me a boob pic or something before I got on a plane!

Aww. Don't we feel so bad for her... haha. Why do they cheat when they have been told that we give them a hall pass.

[36DDwife]

I have to agree with Pete on this one. I would have had a major problem with her actions.

And my knee jerk reaction when I read the update of the new guy is if Marie & her feelings are going to go haywire again like they did over Jay? Because chances are that he is gonna fuck her with the big cock then walk away like a boss leaving her a distraught mess because he didn’t coddle her like she thought he should. Or did she learn to separate sex from romance?

They have different classes for crimes...murder 1, 2, manslaughter, etc. We can do the same for cheating. Her trip to Boston was premeditated so it's of a higher level than if something just happened on a drunken evening...

And she was disappointed because dude was hung like a pimple. If I were to fly to Boston to hook up with some woman I’d at least make her send me a boob pic or something before I got on a plane!

Aww. Don't we feel so bad for her... haha. Why do they cheat when they have been told that we give them a hall pass.

I dunno. Deep down they really wanna be slutty but don’t wanna be seen as slutty. So you give them a hall pass to be slutty & they start with the mental gymnastics trying to over analyze why you’re agreeing for them to be slutty....which is what they wanted to begin with.

Men are simple. We can fuck a hole in the ground. The end.

[Baydog]

I don’t appreciate you guys saying disparaging things about Marie. You don’t know our relationship. She’s more honest than you are... or I am. She had total and complete permission to have an affair. I explicitly told her she could and she didn’t have to tell me. How is that “cheating”?

You tough guys definitely shouldn’t take this up because you couldn’t handle it emotionally and you have to be 100% committed to each other. If you’re the type that would ever say about your marriage that “we’re done”, well then we don’t hold the same views on our marriages.

I’ve shared some serious shit and all you get out of it is how awful Marie is? I didn’t realize that’s what OHW was all about. Can you guys just trust me that she’s an intelligent and beautiful and amazing woman? I know her better than you.

[36DDwife]

I don’t appreciate you guys saying disparaging things about Marie. You don’t know our relationship. She’s more honest than you are... or I am. She had total and complete permission to have an affair. I explicitly told her she could and she didn’t have to tell me. How is that “cheating”?

You tough guys definitely shouldn’t take this up because you couldn’t handle it emotionally and you have to be 100% committed to each other. If you’re the type that would ever say about your marriage that “we’re done”, well then we don’t hold the same views on our marriages.

I’ve shared some serious shit and all you get out of it is how awful Marie is? I didn’t realize that’s what OHW was all about. Can you guys just trust me that she’s an intelligent and beautiful and amazing woman? I know her better than you.

No need to be upset. Just voicing an opinion based on how you wrote it. Nobody said she was awful.

Just based on the limited pics we have seen of her, you are quite lucky. She’s really pretty. But she is emotionally all over the place which sends mixed messages. She wants it but she doesn’t. If you’re okay with that then so be it.

[gesdell]

I am curious about whether the creator of a thread or story can delete responses that they don't like, is that possible?

[SamWarrens]

I don't think so.
Only the original poster can edit a post.

[Baydog]

Wow, what a night! My sweet Marie just sucked another man’s monster cock and loved it. Getting head from Marie is a very rare treat for me, so it gave me a thrill knowing she’d do it so easily for someone else. If you’re like me, you understand exactly what I’m saying.

That week was filled with unbelievable churning in my stomach. It was all I could think about. I had no clue who he was, but the time was approaching where he was going to be inside my wife. A cock like she’s never experienced before! It’s what I wanted her to experience. I say that she “deserves” to experience that. I’m not sure why that word fits, but she’s so amazing that I want her to experience all the pleasure life has to offer.

About halfway through the week I was in my room and noticed Marie’s little bullet vibrator on the nightstand. We hadn’t used it in a while.

“Hey babe, I saw your vibrator on the nightstand.” Her cheeks immediately flushed and she broke eye contact.

“Uhh..yeah I was kind of using it earlier. I didn’t mean to leave it out.”

“Doesn’t matter,” I replied. “It’s still hot as hell! Tell me what you were thinking about while you did it.”

She thought for a second. “You know what? All of it!”

***

This next part will be a little different. I decided to just write down my thoughts as they came, so this is going to be my stream of consciousness during that crazy evening.

She’s going to experience it tonight. So sexy to watch her shower, knowing she's getting her body clean for him to explore. Her legs, her breasts...god she’s so fucking hot! Putting on makeup to look prettier for him.

She asked me to pick out lingerie for her to wear! Beautiful black French bra and panties that she put on, knowing he will be taking it off soon. She’s smiling the whole time and I can tell she’s excited. Damn I’m excited!

She kissed me, got in the car and pulled out of the garage. She was looking right at me while the door closed. Why was that brief moment of eye contact so sexy and emotional? (We’ve looked in each other’s eyes a million times in our marriage together, but that moment is burned in my brain).

She’s gone. Here we go!

7:15
She’s with him now. They must be at least kissing by now. It’s been 30 minutes since she got there.

Are they on the couch like last time or are they in his bedroom already?

Will she take her time?

Will he be dominant?

It’s such a mix of emotions. I love it and I love her. This emotional turmoil is so much it’s almost overwhelming.

My heart is racing like adrenaline coursing through me. I hope it’s wonderful and fun. I can picture her excited and nervous with anticipation. Another man is going to be inside her. Touching her, tasting her...my Marie.

7:35
Already folded laundry and now cleaning. It’s like I have to do something or I’m gonna go crazy!

Glad I’m writing this. Can’t sit still.

Jesus Marie I love you. You are the most beautiful angel. My god this is insane! I need it to get dark so I can take a walk and smoke a joint. I need to chill a bit.

7:40
I want her to send a pic, but yet at the same time I don’t want her thinking about me at all. I want her lost in the moment. Maybe Adam can take pictures. Or hell, maybe nothing it’s all up to her anyway. Always her choice as to what she does.

I’m so proud of her for letting go and embracing and enjoying this. I know she’s doing this for me as well. She’d do anything to make me happy.

7:55
Ok, so an hour in his house. Have they been exploring each other the whole time? She wasn’t going to his house for conversation! Neither was he!

A neat vibe they have; she’s willing to have fun without having strong emotions. It’s great to see her accepting of who she is and who I am. Because I’m the lunatic in all this. Will she like it a ton and want me to be there next time?!?

They must have fucked by now. She wasn’t going to give an hour long blowjob and she’ll be ready and turned on anyway. How much kissing while they’re fucking? Shit that’s hot to think about! Dark finally, so time to take a walk and enjoy my thoughts.

9:10
It's over two hours now. If she didn’t like it she would have left by now. Did they lay in bed together after? Kiss? Touch? Are they on a second round? After two hours Marie is going to be a rag doll.

9:30
Can’t wait to see her. It must be good if she’s been there for 2 ½ hours wtf. What if she fell asleep? That would be such a Marie move, especially if he was able to make her come. I’m going to be as exhausted as she is. So much mental energy.

9:50
She’s coming home! I can’t help but watch her progress towards our house. Every minute is an eternity. So nervous for some reason. I hope it was good.

She loved it.