Wife Takes A Lover

We Meet for Dinner and ...

2011-04-01T06:48:00.000-04:00

The next day we text each other naughty little messages. Getting us horny and ready to meet. It turns out she is across town, about an hour away in rush hour traffic, in a section of town I’m unfamiliar with. My meeting lets out over 2 hours late. Before I even start I’m 20 minutes behind when I should have left. I made it through town, fighting traffic, construction, pot holes and broken down cars (reference the pot holes). I ended up cutting off a truck before I realized it because his lane and my lane became one with no warning at all. Just as I’m a few miles away, traffic comes to a stop. I crawl along for a minute or two in the left lane and I see my exit is on the right. Damn! It should be a mile or two farther. Luckily I maneuver my way across 4 lanes and get off (bypassing most of the traffic jam). Turns out my route took me right under the highway for another mile or so.

She got there a minute before me and was at seated at the bar. We shared some drinks, food, laughter, fun, and flirting. About 2 hours later we were headed to a hotel, not my hotel an hour away but a naughty hotel for fun. I’ve never been to such a hotel and didn’t think they even existed. The clerk asked when I said I needed a room, “For the whole night?” To which I replied “No, just for a few hours.” Twenty five dollars later we’re in a room with lots of mirrors and clean sheets on the bed. Not that we noticed the décor. Off came our clothes and I fucked her for two and a half hours. She screamed out phrases quite often. And I mean screamed. I’m sure not only the people in the next room could hear and understand her, but so could the people in the room next to them! She made Mrs. 4 (the Very Vocal Vixen) seem like a church mouse. Of course at this motel, I suspect it added to the experience for the other patrons rather than distract. No one complained to the front desk.

During our conversation at the bar, she told me she can’t stand arrogant, pushy men. She told about the last guy she met and how she had left him at the bar because he was so sure he was going to screw her. She warned me not to piss her off or she’d be turned off and leave, no matter how far we’d gotten. So after we had fucked for awhile, I laid on my back to rest and she started to suck me. Naturally my hands went to the back of her head and gave a little, ever so light push. She came up and said “I don’t really like that”. As she slipped her mouth back down on me, I replied “Well I do!” and shoved her head down on me. And she loved it. She loved that she was doing something for my pleasure. I had her do it my way and the hell with her. She was my toy to do with as I wanted. I fucked her face, moving her head as I wanted, going as deep as I wanted, telling her what to do with her mouth and tongue, all for my pleasure. She liked knowing this was for me. I had treated her to several orgasms earlier, now was my turn. And knowing I was using her as a sex toy made her orgasm again as I came in her mouth.

She licked me clean and afterwards we laid there for awhile. She was definitely simultaneously turned on and disturbed also. She liked me taking control but also hated that she had given it up and knew she wouldn’t have it again with me. Next time I’m in town she won’t be able to resist me.

On the flight home I smiled often, fondly remembering my adventure and looking forward to the adventure waiting for me before I went home that night ...

My Flight

2011-03-29T20:00:00.000-04:00

As I went to leave I noticed I had left the laptop on and as is habit, I quickly checked my email before shutting it down. Since I was on the computer, I opened SLS. I had an email! It was from the single female! She was the one that intrigued me the most. I had written to her first and had put the most effort into that email. She was the one I wanted.

Now, here I am. I’ve peeked her interest. Got her to bite but I need to set the hook and I supposed to be leaving for the airport NOW. Once I leave home I’ll have no way to contact her again. In this next email I’ll have to keep her interest, give her my cell number and entice her to text or call. I give it my best 60 second shot and hope for the best. It all happened so quick I didn’t get an opportunity to tell Wife I may have a chance after all. At this point I figure I’ve got better than 50% chance; >75% chance she’ll call or text, and >75% chance she will be willing to meet on short notice, and >75% chance she will be want to play on the first night. I’m feeling good, but put it out of my mind cause there is nothing else I can do.

At the airport, just as I’m boarding I get a text. “Hi there you naughty boy.” What’s with the timing of this chick? Always catching me at the last minute. We quickly flirt a bit before they make me turn off my phone. When I land I get her text saying she would love to meet for dinner and drinks the next night.

Choose Wisely

2011-03-29T07:58:00.000-04:00

I choose 3 couples, two where she meets separately with single guys and one where he likes to watch, and a single female to write to. Now if I’ve learned anything from Riff Dog (and I haven’t) it’s quantity. Sure, you’ve got to have a good product and sales pitch, but you need to take that product and pitch it to many women to get a bite. So I was hoping for one in four, not the best odds in this type of activity. But the rest didn’t seem worth the time, not that they wouldn’t have been a good time. Just that they were looking for something other than me for just one night.

(As I write this I’m on the second leg of my trip. On the first flight, I was eyeing two of the stewardesses and they knew it but remained professional. On this flight I’ve had one stewardess rub her ass against my shoulder twice as she has gone by. By ass I don’t mean her hip, but she turned her butt my way and brushed both cheeks as she past. So see, it’s not company policy. The other two could have done that too.)

Anyway the odds didn’t look so good. One couple read my email that night (In reality I don’t know they read it. SLS only tells you when it is opened. Also, lifetime and paid members can read it without opening it.) So I should say they opened it (which of course doesn’t mean they read it) but did not reply. (Hence my suspicion they didn’t read it. You would have replied to me. Wouldn’t you?) The next night another opened with no reply. I was beginning to think I was going to be alone on my trip. So I started on plan B.

Plan B was to have some fun when I came home. I was getting back early in the afternoon. Why not have an afternoon rendezvous with a friend. (This is where skipping parts of the story makes it hard to explain. Let’s just say I had two previously satisfied ladies to choose from.)

Now you might say if enticing one in four ladies was poor odds, one in two is even worse. But you’d be wrong. See now that I’ve satisfied them once, they want more, and I don’t have to convince them of the magic that is QM via email. Just need to work out the scheduling. And with two to work with I have an excellent chance for fun.

I started texting with one, first flirting, then telling her I was going to make time for that date we had been discussing. I couldn’t commit, but we discussed the afternoon or evening I returned. As soon as we finished, she sent one more text. Only it wasn’t from her. It was the other lady wishing me a fantastic day. She said she was waiting for her kids to get out of school. I said too bad I wasn’t there. We flirted til it was time for her to go. Ok, it was more than flirting. I think it may even have been past sexting. I told her the things I would do in detail if I was there. All in 160 characters at a time. By the time we were done I was trying to figure out how to see her too. Again nothing was set yet.

The day I left for my trip I checked my SLS email one last time. Not expecting anything and I got what I expected. Since I wasn’t taking my personal laptop, I wouldn’t be able to log on SLS once I left home (unless I risked it in the hotel business center). So I extinguished that last bit of hope for fun while traveling. I packed, ate and spent the last hour with Wife.

Traveling Man

2011-03-27T11:23:00.000-04:00

Damn, is this blog still around? I thought it was dead. I missed telling about the couple we met last September, Halloween, another couple we’ve become friends with, a lady I’ve become friends with, and my second Blogaversary. So, do you want me to tell you all of that in chronological order, or do you want me to tell the story I want to tell of my latest adventure.

Good, I was hoping you’d pick the story I want.

I was planning a trip for work and decided it would be fun to play, maybe even get the full night sleep over I’ve been wanting. I opened a new SwingLifestyle account to use when one or both of us travels, and potentially other scenarios like finding a hotwife to be my toy. Anyway I opened it and they gave me a year free :) as part of a membership drive in certain states which is weird since I didn’t live in that state, just traveling there. BTW they offered the free year to new couple but do not offer a free year to new single guys. I have since heard this is being offered in many states. If you open a new account and don’t get a free year after a couple log ins, just move to zip codes in other states.

I uploaded some pictures of both of us and started with the text of our “normal” profile, then modified it for a quick hookup. Next I had a look at the single ladies and couples in the area where I was headed. I was going alone and would only be able to play one night. I picked 25-30 promising profiles before I went to bed. I only selected those that were looking for a single male and that seemed real and ready to play.

The next evening I went over each profile again to make sure I could provide what they were asking for. There was one very intriguing couple. She wanted to be taken publicly while he watched. While I’m probably as close as they will ever come to finding a man to do her as she deserves, I’m not sure risking arrest while on a business trip is a wise career move.

I also came across another couple profile that made me want to meet them. She told single guys that they would be required to masturbate in front of her and swallow the load before they could touch her. And she was hot enough that I actually considered it. Such a strong woman would be very interesting to meet. Of course, such a strong woman may also “change her mind” after the show. Ultimately I decided against contacting either of these couples, though next time I’m in town …

Public Service Announcement - Private Photos on AFF are NOT Private

2010-09-18T18:57:00.000-04:00

A few months ago AFF added a feature called Activities. It list your status, friends you’ve accepted, what sections of your profile information that you’ve update, and photos that you have uploaded, like the social network sites.

We uploaded some photos of us with our faces visible recently. We intended to share these only with selected people via the email system. I was cautious to be sure they were not available for everyone to see. And if you go to our photo page, no one can see them. Today I was perusing AFF and by chance decided to view our profile and was surprised to see our faces in the Activities section. Right there for everyone that clicks on our profile to see. Even free members. Everyone!

After noticing this, I did some looking around and saw a face picture of a man we met that is keeping his AFF activities from his wife. We only met him for drinks and it was obvious that he had everything to lose if she found out. But there on his profile page is a one inch square picture of his face. No denying it’s him with that pic.

I immediately started looking for a way to delete this activity update, but that doesn’t seem to be an option except for the current status. After a half hour, while I considered deleting our photos and even deleting our entire account, I was able to get them removed from the Activity section (and keep them in a private album).

By default, AFF shows ALL the photos you’ve uploaded in the Activities section, even if you made the album private. Here is what you do to fix it: Click the Activities tab. Select “Preferences” in the list on the left. Change “Upload a photo to an album” to No. Now you would think they would be gone, but they weren’t. Maybe I just didn’t wait long enough. So I took these additional steps: Navigate to “Manage Photos”. Create a new album and set the privacy settings as you like. Drag and drop photos from your other album to the new one. Now they should be gone from the Activities section. You might be able to drag and drop them back in the original album if you like, but I didn’t try.

Hope this helps someone avoid so embarrassment.

Oh, we’re going out to meet a couple tonight. Hopefully there will be something more fun to write about soon.

August Has Been Hot!

2010-09-08T20:41:00.001-04:00

Let me give you a quick update on all the sex we’ve been having. None. Well that’s not completely true. We’ve had sex with each other. It’s been hot too. But sex with others has been zip.

Wife met a new guy, but then he went out of town for 3 weeks. No chance for fun there yet. She has tried to hook up with BD but schedules haven’t worked out. And Mr. H only came back to town when she was sick.

We went to a meet and greet we saw on SwingLifeStyle. Everyone was very friendly. We decided not to go to the after party (or as the host described it to Wife “We’re going to go back to our house and screw.”) We felt we needed to know people at least an hour before we strip down for an orgy. Plus this crowd was a bit (ok some a lot) older than us. Hmm, I wonder if we would feel different if they had been younger than us.

We had a very fun evening at a night club with a group of lifestyle friends. Lots of dancing and flirting.

We’ve also been to another party with the same group of friends as the first two. From what I hear of other parties, this is a very mild party crowd, not pushy at all. It seems that long time friends hook up there. Guess we’re not on the list yet. Still we have a great time.

I haven’t even been on that lunch date with my not so secret admirer. Between illnesses, vacations, kids and work we haven’t been able to go. We have made plans several times but something has always come up.

But things are looking up. We have several couples interested in chatting and meeting. Now we just need to find time to actually meet and see what happens.

Our Second House Party

2010-07-08T22:12:00.001-04:00

A week before the party, we hear from Couple 3. It was good to hear from them. After the first party, we had extended an invitation to meet with them to get to know each other. They couldn’t make it and we replied with another time then. It was obviously their move. (More obvious than I made it seem here. But I’ve got to save space. Got to keep the readers interested. If I go on and on about every little aspect, who the hell’s going to read all this crap. So I cut back where I can and only include that which is absolutely necessary. Just the basics, nothing extra. Once I get my point across, I move on. Clear and concise.) When we didn’t hear back for awhile, we figured they weren’t that interested. They were checking in to see if we would be there and want to see us. They, however, were not certain they would both be able to attend, babysitter conflicts. But one would be there for certain. I hope it’s Mrs. 3. But then again, if she doesn’t play with me, I think it would be better if it’s Mr. 3. It’s pretty likely he and Wife will play again if he shows. Through the week, Mr. 3 and Wife IM a bit.

When we arrive there are half a dozen couples there and we chat with some of them. Couple 3 is there, but are in conversation with some other couples. We really weren’t interested in any of the other couples there as far as swinging goes. Don’t get me wrong, they are fun and interesting people. We had some good conversation, but it wasn’t going to lead to sex.

The conversation Couple 3 was involved in breaks up, and Mr. 3 makes his way over to say Hi. Mrs. 3, on the other hand, goes another way. I notice that she is always where I’m not. She has even talked to Wife, but apparently is avoiding me. And this isn’t the first time. At our first house party, while Wife and Mr. 3 were in the bedroom, Mrs. 3 was one of the people that joined us in the hot tub. She slipped in next to me before she noticed who I was. Before we had a chance to say 5 words to each other she was gone. Now I thought that might have been cause the only words that came to her mind were the only ones that came to mine: So, our spouses are fucking. Might have been a good conversation starter, but most likely not. Avoidance is unusual for me. Women usually are very comfortable around me. I did get a chance to join her in 2 group conversations where it would have been just too awkward to leave. But never any one on one get to know each other conversation. So, I’m left with one of three conclusions: 1) Mrs. 3 has no interest in me sexually or otherwise (I know, hard to believe), 2) Mrs. 3 is not ready to show any interest in me (women can be fickle), or 3) Mrs. 3 is a nut bag (which is contrary to everything everyone has said about her). And they all lead me to the same course of action: leave her alone. If she wants me, she will find me. I just hope she doesn’t interfere with Mr. 3 and Wife playing.

We talked with people we had met at the last party as well as others. Single Newbie Girl was not there. I was too embarrassed to ask her friends why she didn’t show, afraid she might have told them I growled at her. I really hope I didn’t scare her off. But then again if my very mild (in this arena, my faux pas was very mild compared to some of the stories we’ve heard) aggressiveness was too much, she probably shouldn’t be in this lifestyle. We saw a few people having sex in the pool, drank a few drinks and had a good time, even though there was no play for either of us.

On the way home, I expressed to Wife the parties are fun but I preferred meeting couples one on one. We don’t seem to really get to know anyone at the parties very well. With the one on one meets, there is time to really talk, and so far we are batting a thousand. She completely agrees.

First Time with Mr. H

2010-07-06T21:33:00.000-04:00

We meet Mr. H a few months back and Wife and Mr. H have been texting and IMing ever since. He travels to our area every 6 weeks or so on business. The last few times he’s been in town, we haven’t been able to meet. Last week was different. We met for a couple of drinks and to get to know each other again.

Well after a couple of drinks, we decide to head back to his hotel for some fun. In his room, I let him and Wife get started and try to not disturb them. He gets Wife undressed as he kisses her, lays her down and starts his way down to her pussy. He eats her for a long time and brings her to several orgasms.

They shift positions and he has her take his dick in her mouth. This is something I’ve got to see and I get up to come over and watch. It was amazing to see his black dick in my wife’s mouth. (Had I mentioned that Mr. H is black before? Aren’t they all? lol) He didn’t seem bothered at all by my now obvious presence in the room. As they shift positions so he can fuck her, I strip down to my boxer briefs. I watch as he brings her to orgasm again. At one point she is almost completely covered by him. All I can see is her white left hand with her wedding ring against the very dark skin of his back. It was beautiful. Then he turns her over for some doggy style. After a bit, I move over to her face and kiss her as he is slamming her pussy. Very hot. I play with her nipples and eventually move a hand down to her clit. Together we give her another orgasm.

He flips her over again and slides back into her with her legs in the air, and asks if she is ready for it all. Of course, she says yes, and he gives it to her. She was pleasantly surprised. She let out an “OHhhhhhhhhh”. She didn’t think he hadn’t already given her his whole cock, but he definitely had more. And she liked it. He fucked her that way for several minutes, working his way up to his orgasm.

Afterwards we got dressed and all walk down together. In the parking lot he gave Wife a last kiss and shook my hand as we got in our car and left.

When we got home, I was very, very horny. I just watched (and participated a bit) in a live sexual performance starring my wife and her black lover. I needed her pussy bad. We went to bed immediately and talked about everything that happened. She knew she would be sore and did her best to get me to cum quickly, but my cock has a mind of its own and just loved the way her pussy felt, not quite the same as usual. After another (at least for her) long session of fucking, I came in her pussy.

Just one more wonderful evening.

Our First Meeting with Couple 4

2010-07-04T09:32:00.001-04:00

Couple 4? Where the hell did they come from? They sent us email more than a month ago. They looked good, had a nice profile, and can host. However they live over an hour away. We exchanged emails and chatted on SLS. It always seemed like one or the other couple were not available. After more than a month, we both finally had a free night.

We met at a restaurant near their home for a couple drinks - Yuengling on tap mmmmm. We talked as we sipped our drinks, getting to know each other. The first thing I notice is Mrs. 4 is a knockout with huge breasts. They both are extremely nice and friendly. We discuss work and family as we get comfortable. Then we head back to their place to continue our discussions, drinking and games. Once there, they suggest we play truth or dare as a way to get to know each other. It was a lot of fun. With questions like: What do you like best about the lifestyle? Rate your BJ skills from 1 to 10? and Have you ever been in a threesome? we learned a lot about each other. And with dares like: a kiss, a lap dance, and remove shirts, we had a lot of fun too. One of the dares I received was to remove my boxer briefs but leave my pants on. I saw no way to do this other than to drop my pants leaving them on just one shin, drop my shorts and pull them through pant leg that was still on, pull up my pants and CAREFULLY zip up. Mrs. 4 liked the show.

Eventually I had Mrs. 4 down to just her panties and asked for a lap dance. I told Wife and Mr. 4 that they couldn’t watch and to do something else. Once we got started with the lap dance my shirt came off, then she started to unzip my pants, but was hesitant. She had remembered that I wasn’t wearing underwear and was just being cautious, luckily for me cause I had forgotten all about that. And that was the end of the game. On to a new game, :).

The four of us went into the master bed room. He played with Wife as I played with Mrs. 4. We took it a bit slower than they, and kissed as they moved on to oral, but when I moved down to Mrs.4’s breasts I forgot all about Wife and Mr. 4. Turns out Mrs. 4 is VERY vocal. She started squealing when I sucked her tits. As my lips sucked her nipples, my tongue circled her areola and my hands massaged her bosom, I think I actually brought her to orgasm. As I worked my way down to eat her pussy, I couldn’t help but notice that Mr. 4 was already rocking the bed fucking my wife. It didn’t take long for me to bring Mrs. 4 to another couple orgasms. She had to squirm away from me to get me to stop. Next she wanted to suck me, which I was gracious enough to allow, ;). After a while I was ready to fuck her and turned her over. Mr. 2 and Wife were already done and were leaving the bedroom. We continued to fuck for a long time, Mrs. 4 squealing all the way. Now, condoms make it more difficult for me to cum. It takes me awhile. A long while. Which isn’t a negative (most of the time). But tonight the room was hot and we were making it hotter. We ended up taking a break because it was too damn hot.

Afterwards we joined Wife and Mr. 4 on the couch. We chatted for 45 minutes to an hour before we went for another round in the bedroom. This time though we were in separate rooms. The first time we have tried this. We started with her sucking me, trying to get me to cum. When I was ready I climbed on top with her legs up and fucked her. I didn’t hold back. The bed frame was creaking, the head board banging against the wall and she was practically screaming with each thrust.

I can’t tell you what a boost it is to a man’s ego to have a woman genuinely howl with delight as you bring her to orgasm after orgasm.

Wife and Mr. 4 finished before us again. I went all out. I didn’t care if we were waking the neighbors. After at least another 10 minutes, I’m getting very close. And…

The light comes on. WTF? Mr. 4 came in and turned on the light! He must have, because Wife never would have. And Very Vocal Vixen and I were kinda busy and in any case she couldn’t possibly reach the switch. Why would he do that? I’m looking at her, still pounding away. Maybe he wants a show. She’s smiling trying to say something, but of course what comes out is another series of inarticulate jabber. After a half a minute the light goes off. Maybe he didn’t like what he saw, maybe he was checking to see if she was ok, maybe he needed something in the room, maybe this is his personal psychosis. He likes to lure unsuspecting men into their bedroom to fuck with their heads as they fuck his wife. With all these thoughts of Mr. 4, I’ve lost my concentration and I’m not ready to cum anymore. We slow down the strokes as we continue to fuck and I find out they have the Clapper. We turned it on and off for a few more minutes before we switch to titty fucking and I cum on her big, beautiful breasts.

Very hot indeed.

It was after midnight and we had a long drive home so we said our goodbyes. We had a wonderful night and hope to see them again soon.

Our First Trip to a Nude Beach

2010-06-28T22:08:00.002-04:00

So Miss Scarlett went to Florida. So did we. Too bad we didn’t meet up. But we had fun without her. Next time we will have to coordinate our trips.

We took our first trip to a nude beach and it was a different type of adventure. During a weekday, we made the short trip from Orlando to Canaveral National Seashore. After driving through Titusville, you are suddenly in the middle of nowhere, with few cars and nothing but vegetation as far as you can see except ... You drive right by launch towers for rockets. Very odd!

Finally we came upon a guard shack and paid our $3 a piece to enter. And what is the first sign we see - No nudity on the beach! But we had been told that it would be ok. Besides, we weren’t going back to the hotel without going to the beach even if we kept our clothes on. We drove for a few more miles - how far is this place anyway? Suddenly there is a sharp turn to the north, and shortly a parking lot with a few cars. We had been told not to stop here, but to continue on to the last lot, lot 13. Kind of ominous, don’t you think?

We keep driving for what seems like 20 miles. Each lot we pass has fewer and fewer cars, then none. Up ahead we see lot 13 and it has as many cars as the first or second lot. Something is going on up here. There is also a large structure that looks like a telescope. I don’t mean like the shape of a telescope that you might have for looking in the windows of the apartments across the street, but like a laboratory for looking deep into space. You know with the dome on top and a slot in the side. That was a little disturbing.

We get out of the car and start toting our stuff up the wooden walk to the beach. Another No Nudity sign is there. As we cross we are greeted with a beautiful beach and sky. Straight ahead and to the right are deserted, empty beach. Simply beautiful. But to the left there is a nude couple. Not topless, no towel, heck she is even shaved. Nothing to hide. Twenty feet or so further is another, then others, with some single men and small groups of men (2-4) further down.

We pick a spot keeping with the spacing already established and set up our umbrella - don’t want to burn on the parts where the sun don’t (usually) shine, lol. It takes a little while for us to get all set up, and all the while the eyes are on us. When we are all set, I say to Wife “Here goes.” and off come my shorts. Shortly thereafter she removes her top. After they’ve seen enough the eyes are gone.

Now, I’m not sure if they wanted to see if we were going remain clothed or not, or if they were checking out Wife, or if they were checking out me. Some if not all of the groups of men had to be gay, though there was no sexually explicit activity of any kind going on. Still they seemed satisfied. There was one man that I thought Wife would like, and he happened to be the one sitting closest to us. As we sat there and got used to being naked (or partially naked in Wife’s case) we fidgeted and chatted nervously. Soon the nerves were wearing off and we were loosening up. About this time our gentleman friend got up to leave. Wife was still to nervous to let me say “You leaving so soon, we’ve got plenty of room under the umbrella.” So we let him walk on by. He seemed to take a bit of a pause as he reached our position. He was the first to get a closer look at Wife’s chest, or maybe it was mine he was looking at. I guess we’ll never know.

A few minutes later a friend arrived, a male friend. I greeted him, for the first time in person, in the nude. Kind of odd, but he was definitely interested in Wife’s nudity and not mine. He stripped down and layed on a towel next to us, and gave us the low down on the beach. We learned the dos and don’ts which are pretty simple: do look, don’t stare, do leave others be, don’t be rude, do enjoy yourself, don’t enjoy yourself or others too much (ie no sexual activity at all). Apparently, the anti-nudity law is a county law, but there are rarely any county police officers all the way out here and they don’t bother unless they have a reason, like sex on the beach. The other beach goers will put a stop to it to prevent the risk of losing their nude beach.

So it’s a very safe environment. And a very beautiful environment. The beautiful sky and the beautiful waves with very few people. We laid out for awhile and went swimming nude/topless. It was great. Of course we used lots of sunscreen - SPF 70 and we didn’t get even a little red. It was a very relaxing and fun day.

No Posts in a Month

2010-06-27T22:06:00.000-04:00

Look at that. It’s been over a month since my previous post. What have I been doing? Been out there in the real world living the things this blog is made of. I’m not creative enough to come up with this stuff on my own. There have been many developments in the past month.

We took a trip and found a nude beach. We had a lovely evening with Couple 4. We met up with an old friend. And I acquired a not so secret admirer. You’ll have to wait for posts on the beach, Couple 4 and the old friend. You always have to wait for the good stuff.

So that leaves this stuff. My admirer. I got an email on my work email account. A very interesting email. It’s just a picture of someone that works near me but not for the same company. No nudity (get your minds out of the gutter). Just a portrait of a smartly dressed, professional woman. She sent it with the subject “Hi…..” Nothing else.

Now, I had noticed her before. And I even imagined what she looks like naked. Ok I realize that since I’m a man, that applies to 75% of the women I see. But I recall seeing her just before our first party and thinking I would like to see her at the party, and therefore see her naked. And then the thought was gone. Probably replaced by the same reflection applied to another woman.

Nevertheless, I never considered pursuing this woman because 1) she is married and has small children, and 2) I wouldn’t want my advances towards her (or anyone even vaguely related to my workplace) to be considered in anyway harassing or even hinting at inappropriate. My very rare, and equally brief interactions with her were always very courteous and professional.

I told Wife about the email as soon as I got it. To not tell her would only be appropriate if I replied in a curt and professional manner that I had no interest in seeing her naked or spreading her out on a bed as I lay my cock on her pussy and enter her. Which, of course, would simply be untrue. Wife gave the OK that she may be my present.

So I was shocked by this email. Quite pleasantly so. I found reasons to bump into her from time to time. Our interactions have been more frequent, much less brief, and most certainly more enticing. I wanted to discuss her intentions, find out just what she hoped to gain by sending her photo. And then give it to her. Alas, while we did have conversations about families, weekend plans, and such every attempt to engage her in the conversation we both wanted to have was thwarted by our co-workers. This woman is never alone. Someone is ALWAYS within earshot.

Finally, I sent her an email suggesting that we could get some privacy if we went out for lunch. So this week we will.

In other news, it looks like isshefilthy blog has closed up shop. Too bad, they had another hotwife I wanted to show you as well as a male strip show I would like to take Wife to.

And in case you didn’t know, when I ask questions, they are for you to answer. Leave comments or write an email. I want your input. Got it? Seriously, I do appreciate the comments, emails and clicks in the check boxes at the end of each post. Thank you. But if you select “Can I join you?” you need to need to let me know who you are.

Our First House Party - Part 2 of 2

2010-05-21T19:22:00.005-04:00

So after being rejected by Single Newbie Girl, and Mrs. 2, I was ready to go. I hoped that my annoyance was perceived as drowsiness. The only good thing was Wife and Mr. 3 were still in the room! And I know that at least a few people took notice. I was done in the pool and got dressed. As I was finishing, Wife came out and she got dressed too. Nearly 2 hours after they started, Wife and Mr. 3 rejoined the party. Everyone that was left took notice when they returned.

We were ready to go and started making our goodbyes. But, Mrs. 2 and Single Newbie Girl had gotten in the hot tub with several other people. Mrs. 2 cajoled me to join them. Wife said we could stay and urged me to get in. So I stripped down in front of them and got in. Single Newbie Girl was finally out of the one spot where she spent the whole night. And she was actually in the water, albeit in a bathing suit, but in the water. They made room between them (actually Mrs. 2 moved closer to an old guy (which both seemed to like) while Single Newbie Girl stayed put even though there was no one on the other side of her). Over the next half hour I slowly proceed to caress Single Newbie Girl, very, very slowly. But she lets me. I ask if she’s ok and she is. I touch her legs gently, her arms, her hand and slip my hand behind her back. She’s enjoying it and so am I.

Mrs. 2 (and some others) get out of the hot tub. She asks Single Newbie Girl if she is OK and she is. A few minutes later, I want to kiss her. I don’t ask but pull her close, a couple of inches separating our faces, and look into her eyes. And she bolts. Out of the hot tub and inside to change. I guess I was showing no signs of stoppin, and my eyes were a poppin. Since she wanted ta blow, let her go, let her go, let her go. I had progressively gotten braver and braver. Maybe she left because if she didn’t, she would regret it (though I (probably) wouldn’t have pressed much further since she is new). Maybe she left because she felt I was pressuring her, taking advantage when I shouldn’t. Maybe it was because I have a tendency to give out a low, guttural mmmmrrrrrrhhhhh when I’m really turned on. Usually it has a very positive effect on women, but given my sleepiness and inebriation I may have over did it. Alright, I know I over did it. And maybe that came across as “This guy is growling at me!” In any case, I got out of the hot tub to dry off. Our towels were inside now and I had to stand naked for all to see while Wife retrieved a towel. Nobody minded, not even me.

Mrs. 2 was in the pool so I slipped in to say goodbye. She flirted with me and I slipped over next to her to hug her. She slips away and I pursue. She has me right where she wants me. I catch her and don’t let her loose, I hug her to say goodbye and kiss her. Single Newbie Girl left, and I was too focused on Mrs. 2 to say goodbye (and sorry, if I needed to) or even notice her leaving. What must she have thought - he tried to kiss me now he’s pursuing her. He didn’t want to kiss me, he wanted to kiss someone, anyone. Yeah, I might have come off as a horny, desperate, preying bastard that growls. Not my finest hour.

Now there was a small consolation, Mrs. 3 came over and hugged me goodbye while I was nude just about to slip back in the pool. Maybe she was just being polite because she knew us, or maybe there is some attraction there (I hope so). We shall see. I didn’t make the mmmrrrrhhhh sound.

For what it’s worth, Wife has granted me permission to play alone with Mrs. 2. Also, she has said at parties I can play without her and she is open to separate room swapping, though I’m not allowed to swing without her except for with Mrs. 2 (for now!).

Our First House Party - Part 1 of 2

2010-05-20T18:46:00.001-04:00

Last night we went to our first house party. We were lucky to find great group, laid back, not pushy. Mrs. 2 had her male friend she sees occasionally put in a good word for us and the next day we were invited to the party. It turns out we were invited anyway, the host came across our profile, liked what he saw and invited us before he heard from Mrs. 2’s male friend. Who knew our prose could be so convincing?

On our way over, we discussed our rules. They evolve as we go through this journey. We agreed we were there as a couple, not a foursome with Couple 2, not as individuals. We are not going to feel we need to stick with Couple 2. We will meet other couples and so will they. If we all agree to play with Couple 2, that’s good. If we or they play with other couples, that’s OK too. Also, we are not looking for singles. If we play, we will play as a couple together with a couple.

Everyone was very friendly and welcomed us - the hosts and guests alike. There were around 15 to 20 couples, and a few singles, from 20’s to 60’s, though most were in their 30’s and 40’s. We had fun with fun people.

This was a pool party with a heated pool and a hot tub. The party started like any other with drinks and snacks. Just some, not all, of the guests had a little less on. The real fun started about an hour later when we got in the pool. Mrs. 2, me, and her male friend played in the pool. She had a cock in each hand. After 10 to 15 minutes Wife joins us. Each guy concentrating on half of each woman. Then more and more it was me with Mrs. 2 and Wife with male friend. Turns out he is part of a couple, Couple 3, whom we had met briefly before. So Mr. 3 and Wife are playing in the pool. Nothing serious, just touching as we swam naked. After awhile we all got out, next thing we know, Mrs. 2 and Mr. 3 are back in the pool making out, arms and legs around each other and kissing madly. Looks like they are going to play. Wife is disappointed. Husband is too, lol.

So Wife convinces Mr. 2 to finally strip down and get in the pool. Wife started to get in the pool and suddenly she and Mr. 3 are talking and within 2 minutes are headed to a private room. Poor Mr. 2. I felt bad for him, but let’s face it, he’s no Mr. 3 now is he? Wife did too, but not too much though. Mrs. 2 paid attention to Mr. 2. Later Wife talked to him. He really seemed to enjoy other men pleasuring the women he has been with, definitely some cuckold tendencies there.

Wife is enjoying the charms of Mr. 3. I guess the play together rule is out the window. Mrs. 2 is in the pool with Mr. 2. I look around for a new venue. I occupy my time with the hot, single female that is new to all of this. This is her very first experience. Single Newbie Girl is intrigued but not ready to participate. She knows early in the night that I’m interested in her. As the night goes on, she flirts with me more and more. I’m not going to get to play with her tonight, but maybe a kiss.

Earlier, when playing alone in the pool with Mrs. 2, she asked who I liked and I told her I’d like to kiss Single Newbie Girl. She told me I should. They work together and she could tell she was interested in me.

I was talking to her, standing in just a towel. She was enjoying all the slightly risqué action going on. The time was right. I move closer, look in her eyes and tell her “I want to kiss you.” She’s new, I don’t want to push too hard. If I had just kissed her, she may have panicked and abandoned swinging. She wasn’t ready yet. So we separate, give her some space. My ego wasn’t hurt in the least. She’s going to kiss me someday. Just not today. Or maybe, just not yet, today.

Wife and Mr. 3 have been gone about a half hour. I go to peek on them, but they are in a private room with the door closed. I’m very pleased that she is getting pleased so well.

I decide to tryout the hot tub. It’s hot, but not so hot you can’t slip right in. A woman and a man (from different couples) are already in there. They are just chatting and I join the conversation. More people come and go with (almost) no play going on. It’s a good, pleasant party. Same as any other party, just less clothing.

So Wife and Mr. 3 have been in there for approaching 90 minutes! I go check on them, with an ulterior motive. They are still in the closed room. I find Mrs. 2 in the hall and ask her to join me in another room. She says “I have to join Mr. 2.”, giving me the impression that she is worried he is not having a good time. Ok, that’s fine and I step into the bathroom. I come out less than a minute later and the door to the other room is closed and I think ‘Glad I asked when I did cause now the only place left was the open room.’ Anyway, no hard feelings.

It was a terrific party. We stayed 4 hours longer than our intended leaving time because we were having so much fun. Wife enjoyed herself with Mr.3 for almost 2 hours! I’m very proud of her. I didn’t get to play. Even so, we had a great evening.

Night at a Show

2010-05-19T19:55:00.000-04:00

After our night at the hotel, we planned a night out at a show with Couple 2. We had a table that was the second row in from the back. There was a table directly behind us and standing room behind that. It was a fairly open location. In front of us was a table full of drunken women. They were quite entertaining. Mr. 2 was interested in one of them.

We sat in a row, Mr. 2, Mrs. 2, Wife, QM. I’m feeling frisky and have my hands on Wife’s legs, back and ass. After a half hour or so, I ask the ladies to switch places. They agreed right away. I continued with my hands, but this time I’m on Mrs. 2 instead of Wife. I’m sure the people behind us at the table and many standing were amused. Later one of the chicks in front of us did a drunken double take and her brain had a hard time with the swap. She stared for 10 seconds before her jaw dropped and then a huge smile came across her face. It was so much fun having people know we swapped.

At one point the ladies went to the restroom and Mr. 2 and I stayed at the table. A woman came up and stood next to me. Since we were so close to the standing room area, this was not uncommon. She laughed at what was happening on stage and later pointed and said did you see that. Oblivious me didn’t know she was flirting. I chatted back a bit then leaned over to talk to Mr. 2. She kept talking to me sporadically and I would respond while I also held a conversation with Mr. 2. One time I turned back and she was gone. A second later the ladies sat back down. It FINALLY hit me. Later when I looked around I see she is at the table behind us. She must have seen everything and figured she wanted some of that too. Too bad she felt she had to sneak in when our women were gone. She had a better chance of us welcoming her to join all of us than to steal me away.

After the show was over and the place began to clear, we sat and talked. I caught the eye of a woman in a pink top, young and pretty, or maybe she caught my eye. She was standing behind us and I had my hand down the back of Mrs. 2’s pants up to my thumb which she had to see. We exchanged glances a few times, but I figured it would be rude to Mrs. 2 to go say hi. Though I did think she would be a great way to use my good boy present. So a few minutes later, she is standing next to us, which is strange now because the place had cleared out. Then she bent down like she dropped something and comes up practically on the table. I get a good look down her shirt. She was more than interested. I was dumbstruck. I just looked at her tits. Then she was gone. Odd thing is Wife and Mrs. 2 never even noticed her (not sure about Mr. 2, though I don’t see how he could have missed it). When I told the ladies about it, Mrs. 2 said I should have asked for her number! If only I had known.

As we left, I saw both women with other guys they had found. One smiled at me and one didn’t. We ended the night in the parking lot. No place to go and get comfortable (no time too). We need to find a place to play without worrying relatives might find us.

Hotel Dinner and Date

2010-05-18T22:06:00.000-04:00

So what have we been up to with Couple 2. We’ve seen them several more times and played once more. We’ve gone out to places where family and friends were present, mostly only able to get quick, stolen touches and innocent hugs at as we left. Definitely got us all worked up.

A couple weeks later we met again, this time at a hotel. We fixed dinner in the hotel’s outdoor courtyard - steaks on a portable gas grill. It smelled delicious and I’m sure several of the other guests wished they were joining us. It did attract attention our way. Wonder if anyone picked up on the fact that the couples at one point in the evening swapped partners?

Anyway, I overcooked the steaks. They all ended up medium well. Mrs. 2 loved them, everyone else thought they were good but would have liked a bit more red. Still it was good and more importantly, it was fun.

After dinner we went to the hot tub. We sat close to each other: Mr. 2, Wife, Mrs. 2, QM. The touching begins and soon we go back to room and the clothes come off. Mr. 2 & Wife took the bed, and Mrs. 2 & I took the couch. Later all 4 of us were in the bed. We enjoyed our play and this time Wife kissed a girl!

Now I need to admit that jealousy reared its ugly head for the first time in our adventures. But not how you might think. Mrs. 2 made the remark a few days before we met at the hotel that it’s a shame to leave after a few hours not use the hotel room all night long. We couldn’t because we each have relatives/children living with us that shouldn’t be home alone all night (or more honestly shouldn’t find out we stayed out all night). But each of us could have one person come home and be able to explain the other’s absence. So Mrs. 2 asked Wife to spend the night at the hotel with her! Wife didn’t say yes, but didn’t say no either! She was considering it. That was hot!

So jealousy, how did that creep in? See I was jealous, no, more accurately envious, that she was able to spend an entire night with a lover. There is nothing like having a hot session of sex, drifting off to sleep, waking your partner with erotic touches and having another session, over and over all night long. And being with someone new makes it even hotter. She has had permission for awhile and even tried to arrange it with BD a few weeks earlier. Now she might get to do it. And I wished I could.

The reason Wife wouldn’t commit (or at least the reason she told me) was that she had to work early the next morning. However what she didn’t tell me was she and Mrs. 2 were looking for one or two women to spend the night with me! As a gift for being such a good boy. I guess I had no reason to be envious.

Turns out finding even one hot woman to sleep with a guy she hasn’t met is as hard as it sounds. Of course, Mrs. 2 volunteered herself immediately, but Wife wanted someone (or ones) that we would not interact with again. No chance to get too attached, I guess. A few of Mrs. 2’s friends were up for it after seeing my picture and taking Mrs. 2’s word that I wasn’t a creep, but they couldn’t get free that night. Others wanted to meet me first. So instead of getting to spend the night with a strange woman or two, I got told about it. Now I have a gift from Wife. I have one night that I can spend with one (or two) women and do everything I want, whenever I choose. There are some stipulations on who it can be; it can’t be anyone that we will see socially (including for play) or professionally. I’m holding on to it for now. I think picking up someone for a one night stand may be the best bet.

An Update May 15, 2010

2010-05-15T16:55:00.001-04:00

A reader wrote to me to ask how everything was going and to say he hoped for more posts for he and his girlfriend to read. I thought my answer might make a good, well really an OK, post.

Just busy. Mainly. So far we haven't done anything with any new guys (or couples). But tonight we are going to a party. Our first. Maybe we'll get lucky.

Is your girlfriend a hotwife? Does she want to be? I love hearing that women read the blog. I would love to see her with a big cock in her while you watched. My wife loves it! Not super active as you can see, but she makes them count.

I am thinking about broadcasting our next adventure with a new lover. Chatted with a guy this morning that really wants her. And not only that he me to help him. I must say it was quite exciting hear what he wanted me to do. He turned on his webcam and he is handsome and Hung! In a couple of weeks I might broadcast what we do with him. I'd like to capture it on video then post it. I'll have to see if I can do that with the webcam. What do you think?

Should I broadcast on AFF (also called Xmatch.com and Passion.com) or is there another site that's better? I would like a site where everyone can chat while it's going on and I can save it for later. AFF lets you group chat while broadcasting but not save it or even scroll back more than a few messages. Maybe I'll just post it here and let you comment here.

By the way, no one has found my AFF account and sent me a message. I really thought this group would find me. So here's a more direct hint: ImTheQuietMan in Dodge.

So let me know your thoughts and check out my AFF profile.

How Many in a Week?

2010-04-10T14:52:00.000-04:00

And what about the second meeting with Mr. H on Tuesday, 3/30/10? How did that go? It didn’t. Life got in the way of fun this time. We’ll have to meet him another time.

So, how about BD? Wednesday, 3/31/10, I’m out of town and Wife has arranged for BD to come over for some fun. He is invited to spend the night, two nights in fact. I text and call her when I can. Seems that BD has a family emergency and won’t be able to make it. Wife goes shopping instead. Maybe he’s not that interested.

Thursday, 4/1/10, BD has to work late, but he says he’s coming. I’m not sure as Wife and I call and text. She gets ready for him. I go to bed around ten. I’m worn out and have a long day planned on Friday. Wife tells me he’s on his way and will be there soon. She had hoped to go out on a date, but too late now. She’ll just have to sleep with him.

I sleep a bit, then wake up. I get hard when I realize around midnight that he is with my wife, and may be fucking her right then. I can’t sleep and I’m going to be tired all day Friday. But it’s a good way to be kept up. Laying there in the bed with my hand on my hard cock. A cock that is hard because my wife is having sex with another man. In our bed. Then laying in his arms. Maybe sleeping together. I envision him inside her as they kiss passionately. Finally I fall back to sleep.

The next day Wife tells me what happened. She met him at the door in a silky robe and bra and panties. They kiss and go straight to bed. Always the gentleman, he makes her cum several times. He likes using one of her toys on her. Later he rubs his unwrapped cock along her pussy, at times he “accidently” slips in. Wife luvs it. He luvs it. He gets close to cumming and Wife hates to, but makes him stop. He starts fucking her (this time with a condom). Wife luvs it and she can tell he likes it too. She watches his face as he cums inside her. The first time he cums with her. She likes that he got to cum and she wants him to cum more.

He didn’t spend the night. He got there just after 10 and left after 1. They had one session then drinks while they talked. He laid there naked while she wore her robe. He likes our bed. It didn’t seem to faze him about the significance of being in our bed. Later they had another session before he left. She had started to lose some of her infatuation with BD, but it is back and stronger than ever. She wants him again and often, and is not too interested in meeting other men again.

When I’m home I see the two condoms (one filled with his sperm) and wrappers in the trash can in our bathroom. I also watch the security video. I see his car pull up and park in our driveway and it stays there for 3 hours. I wonder what my neighbors, some of whom know that I’m out of town, think of this strange car in our driveway for all to see. I luv it.

Wife and I had a marvelous session ourselves when we were finally able to sleep together again. And I couldn’t keep my hands off her before that knowing what she had done. I love that she has a boyfriend that fucks her so well.

Well, the final tally is … 3 different dicks in 6 days. I only gave that 30% chance, and she didn’t even get a chance with Mr. H. Still it was a very busy week for my horny wife.

I Kissed a Girl

2010-04-09T19:23:00.012-04:00

The Katy Perry song, with a bit of modification, describes what happened next.

This was just what I planned, it’s my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you caught my attention

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it

No, my wife don’t kiss the same, it doesn't matter
You're my experimental flame, just human nature
It's not what good hubs do, not how they should behave
My head gets so confused, hard to obey

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it

You girls we are so magical, soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist, so touchable, too good to deny it
It ain't no big deal, it's innocent

I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my hotwife don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right, don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it, I liked it
Maybe next time Wife will kiss a girl.

So what happened? Let’s just say we were together for 7 hours and everyone had a great time. We all want to meet again soon for more fun.

Our First Date with a Couple

2010-04-08T20:20:00.001-04:00

Friday, 3/26/10

We had our first “date” with a couple, Couple 2. (Couple 1 we met at the Meet and Greet party. Couple 2 wrote to us the Monday after.) We met at a restaurant midway between our homes that they suggested. We had a long wait for a table and had a chance to get to know each other a bit. By the time we were seated, we were all comfortable with each other. We decided to have dinner.

Our waiter, Daniel, was fun and friendly. Trouble was, we rarely saw him. The service was beyond slow. We were at this restaurant for over 3 hours. None of us minded a bit. We thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company and were hoping for more than just conversation.

After a somewhat overcooked meal and a few drinks, we finally got the check and it was time to go. We had a wonderful time and so did they. We made our way out to the courtyard where we had first met and lingered. No one wanting to go home (alone) and no one sure what to suggest next. So we chatted. Small talk that none of us really found compelling, but it was a way to spend a few more minutes together.

Finally, I suggested we head to another restaurant for more drinks. Everyone was excited to go.

A Story of Two Couples

2010-04-07T21:20:00.000-04:00

Two couples meet online, on a swinger site. They each like the other’s profile and hit it off pretty well via email, text and IM. They exchange pictures, including face pictures. He likes her, she likes him, they like her, she likes her, he’s ok with him, etc. All around it seems like a good match. Everybody is eager to meet in person.

That weekend, they arrange to have drinks together. Or is it dinner. Or maybe dinner and drinks and ??? One thing that is clear is there are no expectations other than to meet and see how things go.

One couple arrives earlier than the other, just before the arranged time. Via text message they find the other couple will be just a few minutes late, so they give their names to the hostess for a table for 4 and wait in a very nice outdoor courtyard. Minutes pass without sighting their new friends. Then a couple approaches the hostess, an older couple. They ask the hostess something and then all three look around. This couldn’t be them. Could it? They go inside for just a minute before they come back out and have a seat at the bar, still looking around.

Wow, their pictures must be 15 years old. They look like they could be the first couple’s parents. Guess it’s just going to be drinks.

From the other couple’s point of view, they arrive a few minutes late, not excessively late, maybe 10 minutes. Perfectly understandable given the distance they had to travel and the unpredictableness of traffic in this area. They approach the hostess and ask if the other couple has arrived. They look around and see only one couple that appears to be looking for another party. The woman thinks “Husband is going to kill me. I told him we were a good match.” The couple she sees is sitting at the bar, and is much older.

Then she catches the sight of a man her age, with a date, checking her out. She realizes, about the same time he does, that this is the couple we are here to meet.

All of us had thought of leaving when we thought we were meeting the older couple, but none of us would be so rude. And our kindness was rewarded by hot sexy new friends. We never did see what happened to the older couple at the bar.

Q&A

2010-03-29T21:18:00.000-04:00

I’ve been exchanging emails with a reader recently and I thought everyone might be interested in the questions and answers.

Question 1: During your solo intimate times with your wife, do you/she 'replay' past exploits, or does she not care to indulge? And do you (or she, or both) engage in 'comparison talking'...i.e. the difference between QM and XXX...during these pillow talks?
Answer: We often replay past exploits as well as potential new possibilities in bed. (I was going to say fantasies, but fantasy implies something beyond reach.) I usually bring it up, but she always enjoys it. My enjoyment stems from her's. She does do some comparison. I know that BD’s dick is about 1/2 inch longer and maybe just a bit thicker than mine, as well as what he does (and doesn't) do better.

Question 2: And lastly, since you are (or are trending toward) the cuckold end of the spectrum (as opposed to just sharing/MFM's), do you enjoy (mild) humiliation talk/actions at all?
Answer: Boy this last question is hard to answer. With BD it is more of them playing without me because that is what BD needs. He still gets a bit nervous around me. Wife would like MFM play. There is nothing like having 2 people pleasing you. But she is more than happy to spend time alone with BD. In fact, this has made her think about going out on dates alone with him. I want what she wants. I get excited if she is doing something erotic and that she truly wants to do it, as opposed to doing it because it excites me. If the later were true, I wouldn't get excited by it. It's complicated.

So humiliation. BD is never going to do that. First, we established our relationship as friends first on the first night. It would be hard to be the bull one night then a drinking buddy the next. Second, it's hard to humiliate someone when you suffer from stage fright whenever he's around. Third, frankly it's hard to find things about me to criticize. I'd say I'm in the top ten percent in terms of looks, strength, success, intelligence and friendliness. I am quite intimidating.

Also, it's not in Wife's personality to give out humiliation. So I don't get excited by humiliation. But if Wife liked it, (and she might like a guy dishing it out) I would want to do it for her. And I would be hard when I did.

I hope I was able to explain that well. I honestly like doing erotic things that please my wife. That is the part that is stimulating to me.

Question 3: I totally get the doing-it-because-it-excites-my-wife concept/motivation to your activities. Are there ANY hard limits that you think you could not/would not cross even if requested by your bride? Knowing what you do about her personality, does she seem likely to "push the envelope" with you with regard to sexual activities with or in the presence of one (or more!) of her lovers?
Answer: Limits: My first reaction was - No, I would do anything she wanted if it really turned her on. But then I remembered some things I've seen on the web and had to back off some. I remember one of the first accounts of a cuckold I read in 2003?. It included a photo with a tattoo stating Eunuch xx/xx/2013. He was celibate and would remain so for 10 years at which time he agreed with his wife and her lover that his penis would be removed (but not his balls). They were still deciding if the balls should be left hanging or tucked inside. While I like the idea of a cuckold with balls but no penis, and all the hormones produced by his testicles with no method to release the tension, you're out of your mind if you think I'm gonna do that. So, I would do anything that didn't cause permanent physical damage. (And I'm not much into pain.)

I'm sure that's not question you really had. Yes,I would perform an hour of foreplay on her and let him be the one to fuck her. I would hold his cock and guide it into her. I would suck his cock. I would let him fuck me, let many guys fuck me. I'd eat their cum out of her pussy or off her tits. I'd encourage them to have a baby and put my name on the birth certificate. I'd help her find a new guy every week, or help her catch the one special guy. But it has to be what she wants. I don't want to do any of these things, but if she likes it, I want to do them all.

She's not the type to "push the envelope" on this, so most of those things won't happen.

Question 4: Does your wife seem to have a 'type' - either personality (aggressive/dominant, player, etc.), or body type (swimmer, football player, Joe Sixpack) or 'other' (tattoos, cock size, 'bad boy' image, etc.)?
Answer: If I had to pick, I'd say her type (usually) is the player with a swimmers body, good looking, who’s confident and fun to be with. Aggressive, but not pushy. He knows he's sexy and he shows her that she is too. But also willing to be in a long term relationship.

Question 5: In an ideal world, how often would you like to supplement your intimacy with 'others' - weekly, monthly, occasionally? Your wife, is she of the same mind?
Answer: In a (semi) ideal world, BD would live with us and sleep in our king size bed. They would have sex whenever they wanted and I would have sex with her whenever she wasn't sore. lol Each night she would cuddle with him with me at her back for awhile, then turn over and cuddle with me with him at her back. She'd have two men to please her that were faithful to her - her husband and her lover. Sometimes the three of us (or just the two of them) would hook up with other couples or single females for some fun.

In an ideal world I'd add a girl to the mix. Firecracker would work. Someone hot and sexy that would sometimes be with me, sometimes be with BD, and sometimes be with Wife. And there'd be no jealousy. Now that's a fantasy!

Question 6: I don't want to do any of these things, but if she likes it, I want to do them all...
One might/could assume that by listing specific activities (sucking cock, being fucked, cleaning/fluffing, pregnancy, finding her someone to fall in love with) you've contemplated them and not rejected them like you've done with castration (good call, BTW). Therefore, is it 100% true to say you don't want to do any of these things? Just asking...
Answer: That's true. I don't want to do these things, but they don't disgust me either. I don't want to suck a cock like I don't want to drive for 12 hours, which I will do when needed, not like I don't want to eat rotten food, which of course I won't. But most men would put sucking a cock in the rotten food category.

Question 7: And I'm not much into pain...
Have you ever turned the tables in the bedroom and let her be in charge (see comment below)?
Answer: We've tried. She just doesn't like that, and quite frankly she's not the take charge type of person.

Question 8: She does seem to enjoy directing you and/or placing limits on you from time to time... If so, does it involve physical discipline?
Answer: The only limits she really places on me is that I can't fuck other women (usually). No physical discipline.

Question 9: What about strapon play - is that something you (or she) would be interested in?
Answer: She wouldn't like that. But she has hinted she might like a big guy taking my anal cherry. And No, I’m not interested in that. (Unless she asks really nice and it is turning her on. I wouldn’t want to do it for myself or for the guy, but for her, maybe.)

Question 10: Maybe a tattoo (temporary henna, or permanent) indicating your status..."cuckold" or "Wife's Property" or some such?
Answer: We've considered tattooing my wife's name on the head of my penis. I'd be willing, but I don't think it is possible with good results. The few real penis tattoos, and there are very few, look bad due to the loose skin when limp and not much better hard.

Question 11: She's not the type to "push the envelope" on this, so most of those things won't happen.
Have you discussed (in conversation or fantasy/pillow talk) the limits of the envelope (i.e. like the acts you mentioned) or does it happen more-or-less organically (as it did in the car on the way to the hotel w/ Mr. F)? If so, what has been her reaction?
Answer: We have discussed everything I have written about, multiple times and in depth. When I say she likes something, or won't like another thing, I'm not guessing. I know. Her limits morph and change over time. She'll see a pic of something that she didn't used to like and say that it looks interesting. I'll talk to her about it so she can explore her feelings. Sometimes she will like something that she didn't before.

Question 12: Aggressive, but not pushy...
From your description, it seems as if your Wife enjoys a more dominant lover in bed - you seem to adopt that role. But perhaps your true nature is a bit more submissive (at least in the bedroom) and that has led you to the adventures you and she have engaged in?
Answer: I'm definitely a dominate lover (and else wise). I can play the sub role for awhile, but I will lose interest if it is every time. What has led to my wife being a Hotwife is that this was a way for me to let her enjoy some of the fun I have. And maybe that will lead to her letting me have more. Or maybe not.

Question 13: ...with her whenever she wasn't sore...
Have you ever contemplated/discussed/practiced orgasm denial? What about chastity play?
Answer: We did have a period where she would say when I could have an orgasm. I think she made me go 14 days once, but usually just 2 or 3. Even during this time, she was not what I would call dominate.

Question 14: ...you'd add a girl to the mix. Firecracker would work...
I went back and read all the Firecracker posts. Truthfully, I'm a little confused (not that you owe me/your readers any explanation) - what is her relation to you two...Wife's friend? You've been given BJ permission...but not from Firecracker I gather (she falls in the 'socializing circle'). Was she your wife's one bi- experience?
Answer: She is a mutual friend. Before her latest boyfriend came around she would call/text either of us. Now she usually contacts Wife. I think that just might indicate that she has/had interest for me and now doesn't want it to come up. I do know she would have slept with me if she wasn't friends with Wife, because, well, look at me. No, neither of us have enjoyed the pleasures of Firecracker. I don't know if I put it in the blog, but Wife told me later, that it would have been ok if I had kept going the night of the striptease and got us into a threesome. Bitch! tells me after it's too late to make it happen when I was searching for the go ahead while we were there. So is she really off limits? Probably not. Wife hasn't said yes to anything anytime with her, but I think I if the opportunity came up, it would be ok.

It’s Going to be a Busy Week

2010-03-25T16:51:00.000-04:00

In one week’s time, Wife could sleep with 4 different men. We have a “date” setup with a couple for Friday, a “date” with the new guy, Mr. H, on Tuesday, and Wife will (hopefully) finally get to play with BD while I’m out of town on Wednesday and Thursday, maybe even overnight. And I’m sure she’ll get to sleep with me sometime that week. So in theory, she could have 4 dicks in her in a week.

The probability is low, but the possibility is there. First, the “date” with the couple is our first meeting. We are open to playing on the first meeting, but the mood has to be right. They may or may not be. Add those together and you get less than 50% chance.

With the Mr. H, I think it is better than 80% that she will do something with him, but it may not be all the way. So put that at 50%.

As for BD, Wife wants that to be 100%. It’s not completely set up yet, so maybe 60%.

And as for me, that’s got to be 100%, unless the others cum through. Then it may be more like 75%.

So 4 dicks, I would put at 10%. 3 dicks at 25%. 2 dicks at 60%. And 1 dick at 100%. I guess she wins in all cases, just wins more in some of them.

I might even win more than once. The couple looks promising. We are excited, but realistic too. Wish us luck.

AGH, Ahh, and Hmm

2010-03-16T18:03:00.001-04:00

All day Monday, I my mind kept wondering back to the couple we met. I thought of her hair and her smile. I also thought of him, and him with Wife. I didn’t get much work done and was distracted all day. Why did she leave a glimmer of hope? Rejection I can handle, this tease is driving me insane. And we have no way to contact them. Only thing we can do is wait for them to find us on SwingLifeStyle or go to the next Meet & Greet.

So Monday evening I check SLS and no email from them, but we do get an email from another promising couple. It sounds like we may be compatible. We sent back a reply and now we wait. This was good. It helps take the edge off the tease and adds a bit anticipation to meet the new couple. (I may have to start naming them to keep them straight). No reply yet.

Tonight we are meeting Mr. H. He travels on business to our area about once a month, so he always has a hotel. :) Yes, he is black - I don’t know why, but the hottest guys are black. We’re considering concentrating on finding a white guy, but fuck, we’ve been busy. :) Tonight we will just meet each other and have drinks. Wish us well.

Our First Foray into the World of Swapping

2010-03-14T22:03:00.000-04:00

So we’ve learned that finding a guy for your wife to have sex with, which seems like it would be easy, is hard. Well last night we learned that finding a couple for both of us to have sex with, which you expect would be hard, was hard.

We were definitely out of our comfort zone last night. We had talked extensively beforehand about how far we would let things go if it felt right. We set her limits the same as usual. She can do everything she wants. We set my limits to everything except penetration and giving oral sex. She’s not ready for me to fuck another woman yet, and says I can’t give a woman the pleasure of my tongue cause I don’t give it to her enough. Agreed.

We arrived at the start time, which was good, because it gave us a chance to get a drink. Shocktop yum. But they didn’t serve it with an orange slice. I know if you haven’t tried it, it sounds bad, but it’s much better. Anyway, we grabbed a couple of spots at the bar and watched as people came in. We were nervous and pretty much talked to each other for the first 45 minutes. We thought that there might be some sort of get to know each other activities, but we soon found that many, no most, people knew others there already. Maybe we should have contacted some people before hand, then we could meet them in person there.

So we waited at the bar talking to each other, starting to look around some, still nervous to make eye contact with anyone. Ok I did make eye contact with a few young women, but I knew they were here for some younger meat. The whole concept felt weird. Do I look at a couple cause I like the wife? What if Wife doesn’t like the husband? What if Wife knows the husband!?

We were hopeful that a couple would come talk to us. We’re attractive, and we were smiling, laughing and having a good time. But no, no one approached us. So when we had enough courage to get up and talk to a couple, we picked them out. They were attractive and at a table on the side by themselves. They looked like newbies too. So we got up, walked over to them, and … walked right by. Thought I was ready, but couldn’t do it yet.

We walked around to see what was happening elsewhere. We were not getting looks, which is odd cause we usually get some looks at a vanilla nightclub. Wife looked good, and of course so did I. She didn’t seem nervous anymore, which can kill all the looks. She said I never look nervous. Finally Wife said I got a look, and she got some too. I think the people fell into two classes. Those that knew each other already, and those that this was all new to them. Those that knew each other were having fun with each other by this time. Those that were new, were just trying to get comfortable. Like us 30 minutes ago, not ready to look anyone in the eye.

The couple that organized the event are standing near us and don’t have anyone talking to them for a change. We go over to them and thank them for arranging the evening. They are wonderful hosts and offer to introduce us to anyone we want. Trouble is we don’t know who we want to talk to – everyone and no one. After 2 to 3 minutes we let them go. Really nice people.

We are ready again. No really, this time we’re really ready... I think. We discuss which couples we should approach. It’s a hard balancing act. Finding a couple where we are both attracted to them, but that are in our age range. Wife has standards that are high, due to the fact she has her pick of guys as a hotwife cause there are hundreds (maybe thousands) of them that want to meet her. Here we’re just one more couple. The hottest guys are in the “know” crowd and have got several women on them already. I point out a couple, and she says no. She points out a couple, and I think they are too hot to be the first couple we talk to. We’d be too nervous. Sounds aggravating, but it’s not. We’re having fun. But still haven’t talked to anyone.

We get up to walk around. Back to the bar where we started. We look at a few couples and are getting to the point where we just accept that we just aren’t going to catch anyone’s eye tonight and … Wife says “Wait”, a guy may have caught her eye. She looks again. He’s not looking. Then he is. I turn around and give him a look that says “Can we come over and talk?” He gives me the little head nod to come over.

It’s the couple we past by. Now I know why we past them. They are hot. We all introduce ourselves and we say you look new to this like us. After that, conversation comes naturally. We talk first about this lifestyle. Then we move on to other topics. Things are looking up. I think “Wow, I just might get to kiss her tonight!” It took us an hour and a half to talk to another couple. I’m so glad we finally did. We talk for about a half hour and had fun. He has to go to the bathroom and tells us when he gets back that there’s a dance floor in another area. They ask if we want to go dancing. Sure!

We dance next to them, not sure how to swap partners. We need to learn, and so do they. After a bit we drift apart. I guess that they’re not that into us, cause I see them with another woman whose touching both of them. Then they are dancing and talking to other couples. I guess they are learning quicker than us.

We danced (only with each other) and hung out by the dance floor the rest of the night. The other couple leaves when Wife is in the bathroom. The wife makes a point to say good bye. Why did she have to do that! I had accepted that they preferred other couples and was ok with that. I understand. Now I don’t know what to think. Did she say that to be polite, though she could have easily just gone out without looking my way at all. We hadn’t talked to them in over an hour. She didn’t have to seek me out. But she did. So now I think, maybe they do like us. Maybe they just want to be friends. Maybe they want more. Or maybe she’s just polite. I don’t know.

They go outside and he lights up a cigarette. They hang around out front for a bit and we can see them. Wife comes back and I show her and tell her what happened. When we got home we tried to find them on SwingLifeStyle, but we never exchanged contact info. Interesting, Wife has reconsidered the neither one of them can smoke policy. She must have really liked him. She also softened her stance on my limits. She said that if we were with them, she’d be fine with me fucking her. At least last night.

All in all it was a miserable night of drinking beer, dancing, chatting with sexy couples, and watching some fun shenanigans. Which is to say it was a great night out. Best night out since, well our first night with BD.

Next time:
1. Email before hand
2. Have a drink (one drink!, not 2, not 3, not 6) before we get there if we need to settle our nerves a bit
3. Arrive ready to walk up to people and say hi from the moment we get there – seize the day! Take a chance. The worst they can say is “No thanks.” (Ok, they could say worse things, like “Have you met my mother?”)
4. Talk to lots of couples, if we see someone we like talk to them
5. Get contact info, phone number, profile name, something
6. Learn to get comfortable with splitting up. The people having the most fun are the people that mingle together, then separately, then together again.

I’m Here

2010-03-13T19:23:00.000-05:00

Looks like I’m back. But there are going to be some changes around here.

First, I will ignore this blog for months at a time. Wait that’s not new. I’m going to write when I want to write. Wait, that’s not new either. I’m probably not going to detail every time Wife fucks some other guy. That’s new. I’ll probably tell you about new guys and I plan to keep the stats up to date (maybe), but I’m not going to detail every time BD fucks her (unless it is as seldom as it was in February).

Second, the course of this blog is about to change. To this point, I’ve tried to keep pretty close to the topic of Wife getting a lover. I’ve thrown in a few posts about fantasies, and some on our exploits on our own. I will no longer avoid discussing things not related to the title.

Third, my posts will probably be shorter and more to the point. I won’t be telling every aspect of every love making session. Why? Cause it’s become routine for us for Wife to fuck around. It has become part of our norm. It’s still a lot of fun, just writing about it is not as fun as before. I’ll probably let you know when we do something different and may even go to depths at times.

Lastly, we’re going to try playing with couples. Wife is finally comfortable enough with this to give it a try (sort of). So we are going to our first swinger meet and greet. Maybe my next post will be about a foursome.

In the mean time, enjoy this.

Blogiversary

2010-03-08T18:39:00.007-05:00

A year ago I published my first post about trying to find Mr. X. I guess it’s fitting that the first guy was one (of the many) frauds out there. Still he was very useful. He wrote good stories about what he would do with Wife. I think she needed that - the sexual interaction with a man other than her husband. It made her visualize these things and realize that she really did want them.

Mr. Y was the first one we met. He was very nice and respectful. (Pussy!) Is that what he thinks women really want? No wonder he didn’t get anywhere with us.

Mr. Z :D – Smokin!

Mr. A – as in Asshole!

Mr. B was a lot like Mr. Y only not so much. Could be that we were a bit tentative from our lack of experience. Nah, he was a pussy too.

Mr. C – fraud. But definitely the best texter. Wife disliked him as he made her wet. Probably would have been fun for a few good fucks.

Mr. D – Double Asshole! (That’s a visual! I wonder if they would look like eyes.)

Mr. E – poor unfortunate fuck. (though who knows about the future)

Mr. F – Lucky Bastard! I still don’t know how he got to bed with us. We must have been feeling the season of giving. :) Oh yeah, and he was young!

Mr. G – everything she could ever want. (almost)

Mr. H – could be any of 4 or 5 guys or maybe she’ll stick with BD. Maybe she’ll change him into everything she wants! Mr. C needs to give him some texting lessons.

So in the last year I’ve shared the most intimate details of our lives as well as our feelings on these events. And they were all true, the events happened as I’ve written, and the feelings and views we’ve expressed were real. (Alright, at times I may have said he wore a yellow shirt when really it was green. Damn, you people are such mother fucking lawyers. (-; )

Wife even tried her hand at writing. It’s tougher than it looks. It takes a lot of time. Then of course you have to read all the other bloggers’ blogs out there, but you can’t just read the latest posts. You have to go back to where you were, and read from there. And before you know it, you’ve spent three hours and only written 2 paragraphs.

I’ve published 75 posts and 34,428 times you’ve read my posts. Wow that’s a lot. (I know the page counter is at 70,822, but that includes the X-rated consent page. The counter also gives me one that only counts each visitor once no matter how many pages you perverts view.) I know many of you came back again and again, even when I ignored this blog for months. You’ve left comments and wrote me emails. Thank you! This is hard work and getting feedback is really the only reward. It really is nice to have people appreciate your work. I tried hard to answer all comments and emails.

I’ve accomplished most of what I set out to accomplish on this blog – chronicle my wife’s journey to find another man, not to replace me, but to increase her pleasure.

Though there are some things that I haven’t accomplished – telling the story of the Night at the Bar in the Land of Misfit Toys, add a link to this hotwife picture, as well as tell our history before March 8, 2009. I’m sure there are others, but I’m too fucking lazy to think of them right now.

I just read what I’ve written above. This certainly sounds like a good bye. Doesn’t it. Who knows maybe it is? Maybe it isn’t.

Round 3 with Mr. G - Part 5 - Epilog

2010-03-06T17:10:00.002-05:00

Friday 1/29/10
We spent over $100 on sexy panties and body suit like the Playboy Bunnies wear. I’m going to get to see her in them first, but who will get to take her out of them first?
We also bought HW & SwingLifeStyle car stickers and buttons from CafePress. We haven’t put them on the car yet, but maybe next weekend.

So we made it to a milestone in our journey. She has a lover. Not a one time thing, but someone she will meet more times (hopefully often). I’ve thought about ending the blog since she has taken a lover. I’m not sure – Is this the end of the story or just the end of a chapter? Let me know what you think by leaving a comment or sending an email.

Round 3 with Mr. G - Part 4

2010-03-06T13:04:00.000-05:00

Afterward we talk again for 15 minutes or so before he leaves
Wife & I rush off to bed. Where we talk:

Wife and BC talked about some important topics. Condoms yes, they both agree. He is trying to see one other woman on AFF. He’s single, no girlfriend – needs sex not the drama. But still looking for the one. She tells him he can text her whenever he wants. He likes that.

She came multiple times, again and again he made her squirt.
She even came while he was fucking her (almost twice!)
Lots of fucking, some pussy eating, and plenty of hand(y) work
She concentrated on squeezing.

At times she heard the songs on the radio as they do things. Later those songs remind her of what they were doing - the gift that keeps on giving. Tik Tok by Kesha makes her smile now.

In our bed, she compared his to mine to STM’s – little bit thicker and longer than mine, not as big as STM’s. Feels good. STM was in to hard fucking, Black Diamond is more intimate – kissing, caressing, likes making her cum - a lot (he likes it a lot when she cums and he likes making her cum a lot).

He didn’t cum (again).

She wants to be with him by herself. She would like the 3 of us together on special occasions (e.g. her birthday) but she wants one on one sex with him to be the norm.

She wants to go out alone with him, but mostly she wants to fuck him.

Right now though, she wants me to fuck her, and doesn’t want any foreplay. I’m on top of her missionary style. She’s telling about him, telling me that she compared the 3 of us. I pound away for 10 to 15 minutes. I’m trying my best to be quick, but I stay right at the edge and can’t seem to cum. I’ve been waiting so long and sometimes this happens when I’ve been hard for a long time. Finally I cum, and Wife is relieved, she is so sore. Tells me she probably will be sore all week again. :(

She woke up wet three times that night – very unusual.

He’s definitely the whole package – good looks, charm, smart, a good person, and great in bed. She has found a lover. While he’s not 100% faithful to her and he’s still looking for “the one”, Wife is enjoying their time together.

We kiss and cuddle, and talk about Black Diamond. She’s not ready to shut down her AFF profile yet, but she’s not interested in meeting anyone else right now. I guess I’ll have to be tactful with the (promising) guys that send us emails trying to keep them interested for later without pissing them off. I find that honesty is the best for this – she’s really into one guy right now, but she will be looking again in the future.

Round 3 with Mr. G - Part 3

2010-03-05T18:59:00.002-05:00

BD and my wife are in another room getting naked as I typed this:

They are in the next room together right now. I’m trying to give them some time alone so they can get started. I plan on joining them soon.

It’s gotten quiet. I heard her ask if he wants a pillow so I took one to them. Nothing much is happening yet. It’s a bit contrived, but we do have a time limit (again). Seems like we always do. We can’t just let loose and be with him.

It’s quiet again. I think that my typing even in the next room might disturb them. I hope not. I wonder what’s happening. I have a very good imagination, but what I imagined

(I hear laughter)

before didn’t happen.

(moan, moan, moan)

Yeah, my imagination is going again. I don’t think my typing will be noticed, let alone bother them in the least. I could probably sing show tunes in here and they wouldn’t notice. I gave them

(moaning louder now)

15 minutes to get started on their own. It’s been 9. I can’t wait. I want her to have an orgasm before I join them. I think she was close, but not quite.

(laughing again)

I’m going to take a peek.

She’s nude laying down, he is kneeling next to her, fingering her pussy. 12 minutes now. Only 3 minutes left. Should I let them have more? I want him to have some fun too, before I join in.

(light moans, heavy breathing, laughing, some quiet talking)

I think she might have had an orgasm. 15 minutes. Should I go in? I think I’ll go to the bathroom then peek in.
(moans, I hear him making sloppy noises with her juices)

(he laughs)

I’ve been to the bathroom, and I peeked out. I saw her – alone??? What happened? Oh there he is. He’s fingering her pussy. Couldn’t see him due to the angle I was looking. 23 minutes. I’ll give them a few more minutes .

(moaning getting louder now. I think he is fucking her. I hear the slap slap slap of bodies together.)

Time to go in.

29 minutes. I’m back. :( I went in. He was fucking her missionary, but stopped and had her turn over before they saw me. She was a bit dry at this point so I gave him some lube. Then I laid down and kissed her. Here is my naked wife laying doggy style as a black man lubes his dick and her pussy.

I asked her if I should take off my clothes and she says “No”. “Should I leave?” “Yes”. I kiss her again and say goodbye.

She likes whatever he is doing now. I’m hard. Sitting here listening to my wife enjoying the charms of another man. I wish I could join them. He is fucking her again. I hear the slap slap slap. 36 minutes. I peek again. She’s on her back, legs spread with him in the middle kneeling.

The moans are lighter.

No now heavier. I think she is cuming again. I think he has his hands in her. Oh yes she is cuming. I wish I could see her. She is very comfortable with him. Has he cum? He didn’t get to last time.

It’s been quiet for a few minutes. I wait.

Not any more. More moans. Then quiet again.

47 minutes.

Now 49 minutes and slap slap slap. Yes he is fucking my wife. His dick is in her pussy. I told her to remember to squeeze him. She can forget when she has so many orgasms.

Much more slapping.

After a bit, quiet then laughter. He is a lot of fun. I think they are done. Over an hour and a quarter and they were at it the whole time.

Round 3 with Mr. G - Part 2

2010-03-04T18:52:00.002-05:00

Saturday 01/23/10

Sat afternoon she can’t wait any longer. She texts him and invites him to our home that night. We rush to clean the house to make a good impression. Then we shower and get ready.

At 7:30 he is to arrive. Wife gets a text that he is just about here. We wait, but he doesn’t arrive. Finally Wife goes out to look. He has gone to house across street! He’s out of his car and walking to the door before Wife can text him. That would have been interesting. "Hello?" "You're not the hotwife I was looking for!"

We go out to eat. I have a Longboard then Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, Wife Mich ultra and and BD bud. We order food. He gets 30 wings!?! Must be hungry. Building up for something.

We go back to our house and put on the TV as we talk. Oh Brother Where Art Thou? is on – he likes this movie. We have a good conversation for 20-30 minutes then …

a bit of an uncomfortable moment happens. In Oh Brother Where Art Thou? there is a KKK scene. He says this scene is great! “The color guard is colored!” While we’re not perfect, I don’t think you can call us racist. Still I’m a bit embarrassed for what my ancestors may have done. Probably nothing, but who really knows. BD doesn’t appear to be bothered by it.

Shortly after that, I set up a mattress in family room, turn down the movie, and turn on the radio. I leave the room to let them get started before I join them.

On the computer in another room, I start typing…

Round 3 with Mr. G - Part 1

2010-03-03T19:59:00.000-05:00

Friday night 01/22/10

All week long, Wife has held off texting Black Diamond (BD a.k.a. Mr. G). She wants him to text first this time. She does well and holds off all week.

Friday night, we spent at home alone and together. We rented a movie and watched it together. The couch was moved in front of the big screen TV so we could cuddle up together. When we went to bed, we did some more cuddling - but nothing more.

4AM - I wake up with an erection. It’s been a long time since I’ve had any pussy and I want some. NOW! My hands are all over her body, touching her breasts, hips, thighs, and pussy. She wakes as I move her where I want her, giving me access to her body.

After awhile I get the vibrator out and run it across her pussy. She is wet, no need for more foreplay. I slide it in, just a bit. The second stroke a little deeper. Each time further in until she’s taking the whole 8 inches with each stoke. She has an orgasm (thinking of BD, I’m sure). Then I fucked her. First time since Sunday when she was with him. I think of this as I cum. :)

Odds and Ends - February 13, 2010

2010-02-13T14:06:00.000-05:00

1. Wife sucked BD’s (Black Diamond, aka Mr. G) cock while we were parked in the SUV at the end of the last adventure. I forgot to mention that. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see it in the dark. I like seeing a cock in her mouth. She hasn’t sucked my cock in months and his was in her mouth twice in the first two times that she went out with him. I’m glad she is comfortable enough with him to suck his dick.

I might just have to have her suck mine tonight - whether she wants to or not.

2. I ran across an old friend from school a few weeks ago on the web. He has a fairly distinctive name and while surfing some erotic sites on web, there it was. About right age and height, but he had grown a beard and gained weight so it was a bit hard to recognize the face (and I certainly never saw the rest of him, before). Still I was in disbelief. This man lived a several hours from where we went to school. Could be him, but might not. Yet there he was – doing some things that I wouldn’t do, but things that are exciting to see some one else do (although he took it a bit too far, and he was a bit, ok a lot, out of shape). Still he’s got some balls to put those pictures up for the entire world to see AND has my name and city on the pics. This disturbed me somewhat, so I did some checking, and found that my friend has a different middle initial. Still, I don’t know and I’m not about to get back in touch just to ask (I’m afraid he’ll say yes).

I wonder how I would react if he had a more appetizing physique. Would I call him and see if he wants to fuck Wife?

3. Speaking of running into people on the web, I showed Wife a profile for a couple on a sexual matchmaking site I just refound. Trying to open the door to some play for both of us. She liked him, and she liked her. We’ll see. A few days later I see not only the same man, but the very same picture - Where? as a suggestion for a friend on my real Facebook account! He is a friend of several of my friends. And I have met him, though briefly. At times the thought of hooking up with them excites me, and at times it frightens me.

4. The website I first saw them on is SwingLifeStyle. I had looked at this site before and found it lacking in ease of use. But they have been working hard and now it is certainly much better. Check it out. When Wife starts looking again, I plan to use it. Unlike AFF, their rules for free versus paid accounts are clear and easy to find. If we like it, I might just become a lifetime member.

5. (Warning, this item turned into a long gripe session. You might want to skip straight to number 6.) AFF on the other hand is getting more difficult to use. We are currently standard (free) members and the logic to determine when we can view profiles and when we can’t is completely illogical. I was on their IM app a few weeks ago and as a couple we get several invites whenever we open the chat. I always check out the profile of the guy (it’s always a guy, never a woman or couple, always a guy) to get an idea if Wife will be interested at all. No sense wasting each other’s time. (Unless, of course, that’s the only reason you’re on and never want to actually meet, Bastards.) So as I’m chatting, I get two new requests, I open one profile and know it aint going to work. I open the other profile, but I can’t. In the minute between these two the system decides no more looks for you - in the middle of the afternoon! WTF. And for several days after that I couldn’t view profiles, then suddenly I could view them again. I don’t understand.

In addition, standard members can no longer leave testimonials. We finally have met some guys to leave some good testimonials for and we can’t. ):

They’ve also taken away the ability for us to set Wife’s mood. I think they may have eliminated it for everyone, not just for standard members, but I could be wrong. I liked that feature cause it was one of the few things on the profile that we could change without having to wait for our profile to be reapproved We used it to tell those that wrote that we were not looking at the moment. We didn’t want to turn off our profile completely but we also didn’t want to have guys think we were ignoring them. But nope that’s gone too.

Alas there is some good news to report with AFF. I found that you can get to AFF by going to Passion.com. Use your same username and login and you get a nearly identical site, with one positive exception. Your profile, mail, hotlist, friends, cupid setting, everything is there from AFF, and it doesn’t matter which you log into because they use the same database. So why does it matter which you use? With Passion.com when you hover over a picture a flyover pops up with a preview of the member’s profile, same as with AFF. But unlike AFF, you can hotlist them, flirt, or invite them to join your friends network – all things to get the ones you want to notice you and write. When you can view profiles, this is no big deal, but when you can’t, you can’t do any of those things.

BTW I did find a way to see the less explicit versions of profiles used to entice you to create an account. Don’t ask me how to do this, I don’t know. All I know is one of the multiple web browsers I use (the worst one. You can guess which.) can’t seem to remember that I’m logged in after I do a search by username. It takes me to the order page and I click the user’s pic and up comes the PG-13 version. (: Big hassle, but worth it for a select few profiles.

I also found a way to view all the photos in a profile. If you can view profiles, are a bit computer savvy, and you have some friends in your network with photo albums, you should be able to figure out the web address. Hint: Use the “Send Voice Message” address and modify it. Again big hassle and all you get is thumbnails.

Edit: I wrote this a section a few days ago, but now things have changed yet again. There is a new alert feature that lets you know when anyone does anything you might be interested in. You can customize it so you don’t get too many. It also seems to have an effect on the links on a page (at least in the browser I usually use for that site). Turn if off if the links on the bottom half of the page don’t work.

Also, we can once again set Wife’s mood again, but we can no longer view profiles. In addition, the big company browser is now remembering that we’re logged in and therefore not letting us see the PG profiles again. But I’ve found if I search on a user name in one browser and get the order page, I can copy the link on the picture and paste it in another browser to see these.

6. Finally, we do have another tale to tell. It actually happened before I had a chance to write the last series of posts. But don’t worry, I have good notes. It just takes a lot of time to write these posts. And then Wife needs to find time to read and check them. She reads all of them before I publish to make sure I got it right, especially when I try to state what she was experiencing. That last line in item one might be a bit more difficult after she reads this one.

Round 2 with Mr. G - Epilog - Naming Mr. G

2010-02-03T02:02:00.006-05:00

He has entered her - time for Mr. G to have a name. We thought about this a lot. It’s hard work. I wanted to call him Dick since part of his name is a euphemism for penis. You know - Richards, Peters, Cochran. Wife didn’t like that. We considered Tall, Dark and Horny; Onyx; and Mr. Charm, but finally settled on Black Diamond (BD). Because, well he is black, and he is a precious gem to Wife.

Round 2 with Mr. G - Part 3

2010-02-02T01:58:00.003-05:00

It’s been about an hour and a half since we left the restaurant. And during all of it Wife was getting pleasured. Mr. G used his hands on and in her. He kissed her, on her breasts, on her neck, on her lips. And she kissed back, their tongues intertwined. She touched him, rubbed his chest, stroked his cock, pulled him towards her. And they fucked, many times. His dick in my wife’s pussy. Her legs spread for him. He frequently changed positions and techniques. She had many orgasms, too many to count. Not only that, but they were some of the best orgasms she’s ever had. He made her squirt. On rare occasions I’ve been able to do that, but only a few times. And she has to be really turned on and comfortable. I’m very happy and excited for her.

He unfortunately was not able to cum. There was still a bit of stage fright (or something unnerving about fucking a friend’s wife).

Turns out I was pretty close to getting a creampie. They got swept up in the moment (although this could never be mistaken for just a moment). They did not use a condom. (We have no reason to not trust him, but he if he did this once with Wife, he could do it with others too. Wife will talk to him about this.)

We take him back to his car. Wife kisses him in the parking lot. The first time I can really see them kiss.

We race home, and cuddle in bed. No need for a shower tonight. His skin was on hers now mine is. I’m so horny. I want her so badly, but she is sore. He worked her over good. After 30 minutes of light foreplay, Wife tells me I’ll have to settle for a hand job - from myself. I masturbate as she watches and tells me how good he was. I cum on my chest and stomach. She gets a wet wash cloth so I can clean up.

She’s still sore in the morning. In fact she is sore for days. I wait, each night cuddling and caressing, but no release. Finally Thursday morning, I can wait no longer, but she is still not ready. She watches me masturbate again.

Round 2 with Mr. G - Part 2

2010-02-01T01:55:00.006-05:00

I drive around the suburban area while they go at it in my backseat. I know at least a few people saw that something was going on in the back seat. At one point I pull up to a red light. As I’m sitting there, the SUV is rocking side to side. No one pulled up behind me before the light changed, but there were two cars in front of me and plenty traveling on the cross street.

As I continue to drive, I peek in the mirror, and when there is no traffic close, I look in the backseat. I wonder how many times I almost run off the road! Later, when I got on a highway, I ended up in front of a car with their bright lights on. That really lit up the back seat. I know that they, and the car behind them, saw a lot. I slowed down to let them pass. They pulled up beside and slowed down too. Both cars had a good long look cause it took them minutes to pass me, with the second car lingering after the first had finished enjoying the show. I imagine they saw Wife’s white legs with her black lover between them. But maybe all they could see is that there were people in the back screwing.

At one point, Super Freak comes on the radio. I hear him laugh and mutter “Rick James”. Some of the lyrics are so appropriate. I can relate to “She's a very special girl, from her head down to her toenails.” I think he can relate to “the kind you don't take home to mother” and “i really love to taste her, every time we meet.” I know Wife can relate to “She says that I’m her all time favorite.” While we all know that “Three's not a crowd to her she says” and “That girl is pretty wild now”. “She's all right. She's all right. That girl’s all right with me. Yeah, Hey Hey Hey Hey.”

I ended up driving 25 miles playing dance music as they fuck, stroke, finger and please each other. Wife is not a screamer, but she’s not silent either. She has a certain sound that I know. So when I'm driving and hear it, I know she’s having orgasms. And she had a bunch of them, plus she is being louder than usual. Finally, I decided to find another place to stop. I chose a secluded neighborhood with big lots and few street lights, and stop on a dead end street facing the exit. After about 10 minutes, they finished up with his hands in her pussy. As they sat naked in the back seat, we talked as one, then a second, car drove by and some people were surprised to see Wife naked.

Round 2 with Mr. G - Part 1

2010-01-31T01:51:00.003-05:00

Sunday 01/17/10
We met at 7:30 at a restaurant for drinks and appetizers. During the past week we checked out the local hotels – found one with jacuzzi rooms. That might be exciting. We chat for about an hour. Mr. G and Wife are sitting on one side of the booth with me on the other, same as last week. We decided not to go with them having dinner while I sit at the bar. We all have a good time talking about our week. Feels like we’ve been friends for a long time. There was lots of laughter.

We start to talk about where we want to go next, but can’t decide. I mention a hotel, but he’s not quite ready. In a few minutes, I go to the restroom. Wife asks Mr. G “What do you want to do now?” “You!” She loved that answer.

So, I pay the check - I’ve paid for almost everything so far - like a good cuckold - taking care of his wife and her (soon to be, I hope) lover.

He suggests we go to a spot he knows about where we will be alone. I drive while Wife and Mr. G sit in the backseat of my SUV. He’s giving me directions. I tell him he shouldn’t be paying attention to where I’m going but paying attention to my wife - I’ll be ok cause it doesn’t really matter where we end up and he could be doing more fun things.

He and Wife start kissing. Soon he has her shirt off. As I drive I sneak peeks in the backseat. He’s all over Wife. They don’t notice me anymore and I drive. I’m not sure where the place is but I drive around while they play. I made a couple of wrong turns and had to turn around. Finally I get as close as I can but have to ask. I know I’m close but I figure we’re a mile or two away. He says we just passed it, it was only about 100 feet back. We pull in and park in a secluded area. Anyway, by the time we got there they were having a good time. She was half naked and he was getting ready to be.

I get out on the pretence of a bathroom break to let them get back into it. I know I probably won’t be able to join in tonight, but that’s OK. I like to watch. When I return, Wife is completely naked and he has his pants off. I know there’s been a lot of touching, kissing and stroking going on so far but I haven’t got to see much. I touch Wife’s leg. She knows it’s me since his hands are obviously otherwise engaged. He’s between her legs. I get a glimpse in the dark of his hard cock as he moves it toward my wife’s pussy. He begins to fuck her for the first time.

This is amazing - watching him fuck my wife. Not that I can see much. The backseat is dark. He is dark. And from this position all I can make out is Wife’s white legs spread VERY wide with his body covering her from mid thigh to mid thigh. I flash back to the moment just before he entered her. How I would to have liked to see that. I remember his cock and I know every point of her pussy. I imagine them coming together. Wait. Is he wearing a condom? Wife has always been adamant about that. I’m sure she made sure. I saw his cock for only a second and it was in the dark.

I try to give them privacy and I keep a look out for someone wanting to know what the hell we are doing there. After about 15 minutes he has a bit of stage fright. Hard to keep it up with a man watching you fuck his wife. Not that he gets soft, just that the mood is broken – No, not broken, just bent a bit. I suggest we drive around while they play. He tries to say no, but I’ve already made up my mind. I want them to have fun. I take off, and so do they.

Getting Ready for Round 2 with Mr. G - Part 2

2010-01-30T11:28:00.000-05:00

Thursday 10/14/10
Wife got a text from … Mr. G? No. Mr. F? No. You’ll never guess. We didn’t expect to hear from him again. It was Mr. E. Poor guy. If he had just sent that text a couple weeks earlier - before Wife met Mr. G. She could be all giddy about him right now. And I know she would have slept with him next time we met him. She was into him. He is a good guy - interesting, hard working, good looking and fun. Just not as much so as Mr. G. Of course it could be that we saw him in July and we just saw Mr. G.

Anyway, we haven’t heard from him in three months. All he had to do to get in my wife’s pants was keep in touch. Poor guy. Now, she’s had a taste of another man’s cock and she wants more. ♂

Getting Ready for Round 2 with Mr. G - Part 1

2010-01-29T18:41:00.000-05:00

Wednesday 01/13/10
Wife gets her nails done. One has broken and she says she wouldn’t usually go to the salon for just one nail, but she wants to be perfect for him. :) Also she’s thinking of getting a new outfit for him, and by outfit I don’t mean anything anyone else will see. ;)

We are considering various options for our next meeting with Mr. G. Wife and he have been texting since our trip to the club (and the trip to his car). Wife is the happiest woman on earth. She tells me, before Mr. G she was having a good time, but now she has the possibility to have a guy she really likes. This is so much more. He could become her first long term lover. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves. One step at a time and our next step looks like will happen on Sunday night. One option we consider for our next meet is Wife and Mr. G having dinner while I sit at the restaurant bar. They would have time to talk and let the chemistry build before ???? But I also suggested we just meet him at a hotel, and Wife liked that idea! We’ll have to see what happens.

First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 5 – Saving the Best for Last

2010-01-17T12:12:00.002-05:00

At 4:30 I wake up hard. I caress my wife, her arms, back, legs, neck. I give her light kisses on her neck, ears, jaw line and lips. This leads to my hand on and then in her pussy. She has her back to me as I stroke her pussy for a long time. It feels so good. She takes nearly 20 minutes to reach orgasm.

Afterwards, she holds my semi hard cock. She says she forgot to tell me something that happened in his car. “I kissed it.” He asked her to kiss his cock right after I let them know it was time to go. He knew she didn’t like to suck cock. But when he asked, she wanted to kiss it for him. She lowered her mouth to his dick. She ran her tongue twice around the head. And she kiss his cock on the head. He loved it and SHE loved it too.

My penis becomes hard as granite. I kiss her and climb on top of her. As I enter her, we continue to kiss. I don’t take anywhere near 20 minutes. The image of my wife’s mouth on (not just anyone’s, but) Mr. G’s penis fills my brain. As I’m fucking her, she, after a few minutes, demonstrates on my chest what she did to his cock – her tongue makes two circles and then a kiss. “That’s what I did.” It’s too much. I need to cum. I stroke faster and soon I’m pumping cum into her pussy. We lay there for a few minutes and she says “I guess I saved that bit of information until just the right time.” I couldn’t agree more.

We fall asleep in each other’s arms. After a long time, we end up touching back to back. It is not a usual position for us, but it feels nice. I dream of

her and Mr. G cuddling. Long term lovers embrace after a long love making session while Wife and I are back to back. I’m holding a petite, young, hot black babe. She’s someone we picked up for the night. After we sleep awhile I ask her to climb over me and make out with Wife. Afterwards Wife has her make out with Mr. G who cums in her pussy. Then she is back to me.
I drift in and out of sleep.

In the morning we get up and have a very horny day. Has Wife found a lover? We certainly hope so. We will see.

First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 4 – In His Car

2010-01-17T09:13:00.000-05:00

One thing she tells me is she got to feel how big his cock is and it’s bigger than mine. “But that’s though his pants” I said “It’s not as big as it feels.” “It wasn’t through his pants” she says.

These thoughts are driving me crazy as we make our pick up and drop off. Then quickly home to take a shower together. We talk about all that happened, first in the shower then in bed. I get to the bed first and lay in her spot to warm it for her. She slips in naked. As I caress her, she tells me everything.

He opened the car door for Wife before he slid in the other side. He wanted to move the car due to an inconvenient street lamp. Wife said no, she didn’t want me to call the cops when I came out to any empty parking space.

They kiss. Not like the little pecks I had earlier with the dancer, but open mouth passionate kisses. Tongues intertwined, darting in and out. Lips sucking on each other. When she tells me this, I get rock hard and kiss her aggressively. She hasn’t kissed another man like this since 8 months after we started dating. Mr. E did give her a little peck and STM (Mr. Z) wanted to kiss her (as I’m sure Mr. F did) but there is something special about Mr. G. A chemistry. She wanted to kiss him and kiss him hard.

As they kiss, hands explored their bodies. He squeezed her tits again and touched between her legs. She felt his arms and shoulders. He lowered her shirt (again) and sucked her breasts. He starts to undo her pants. She helps him out and pulls them down – with her panties (There’s no time to waste.) She feels his cock through his pants. It’s long and hard. Without wasting any time, she opens his pants and pulls out his cock. She likes it. It’s bigger than mine, about the same girth, but longer (and she can’t even see all of it!). She stroked it as they continue to kiss with his hand in her pussy.

When I let them know it’s time to go, they kiss, get dressed and get out of his car. On the sidewalk, they hug and kiss goodbye.

We had a great time. It was a wonderful night even without (much of) the hotwife activities. We made a good friend and spent 5 hours with him, more by far than any other Mr. All three of us hit it off really well. We talked about maybe he is the one. Maybe he’ll be Wife’s lover. We’re hopeful everything will work out.

At this point, Wife wants to bask in the thrill of the evening and I hold her as she falls asleep thinking of Mr. G.

First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 3 – Puttering Around While They’re Alone

2010-01-15T18:18:00.000-05:00

We had the possibility of needing to pick up a family member at midnight and all night long we are checking in via text messages. Finally at 11:00 we know we need to, but Mr. G’s not with us at the moment but gets back in a minute or two. I leave so he and Wife can have alone time.

I go to the main stage again, only I hang back a bit this time. Nobody I really want to see up close. Where’d the girl with the big tits go? I head to the restroom then to the back stage. Same story. (which shouldn’t be a surprise since the girls move from the left of the main stage to the right to the back stage. And yet at the time I did find it surprising.) Worse yet, there’s nowhere to sit to see the stage except at the stage. So I sit where I can watch the crowd.

I have a short conversation with a nice looking black chick. Then her “friend” joins her as she sits on my lap. Each wants to dance with me. Each trying to one up the other. I love capitalism. One is thin, small tits, very pretty with a tight body. The other has a little more weight on her but not heavy just more curves, bigger tits but not huge, pretty, soft body, but she gives extras. She kissed me on the lips, put her nipples in my mouth and my hand on her ass then on her crotch. I had been giving her my ever so light touches when I sensed she wanted more. I grabbed her ass, pulled her close and gave her a look that let her know I wanted her. Her eyes lit up, her body tightened, and she grabbed my cock. Soon she moved her thong aside for me to touch.

I end up getting a nice dance from both of them! First kiss with a black girl, first suck of a black girl’s nipples, first touch of a black girl’s pussy. My bucket list is shrinking. Still want to fuck a hot black chick though.

I gave Wife and Mr. G about 30 minutes alone and made the most of the time.

I come back to see his hand on my wife’s thigh and it stays there this time. They are talking. I sit down and watch the girls. Another dancer on her way to the DJ stops. She is freezing, and it shows. She likes how warm my hands are. I say “That’s my wife.” She glances over and sees the hands. The questions are all over her face. She is fascinated by this. Right then Wife and Mr. G get up with their coats. I had given them about 30 minutes to themselves while I got my dance, but Wife was waiting for me to come back. Not because she wanted to leave with me, she wanted to leave with him. Wife tells me to come out in 10 minutes, about the time we need to leave. The dancer is amazed. She is a psychology student and we talk most of the 10 minutes about what Wife does, why I allow it, and the fact that I’m not allowed to play. Then capitalism wins out over her curiosity. She goes off to make some money. It was really quite fun to tell her this. I might be able to get into this hotwife/cuckold lifestyle.

I go outside and see them in his car. I watch from a discreet distance in the bitter cold. It is so hot to know my wife is in his car having fun. At one point I can tell from the way her head is tilted back that his hand is down her pants and she loves it. I give them an extra 5 minutes, but now it is time to go. We can’t be late. I walk by the car to let them know. They finish up, get out of the car and kiss on the sidewalk as I go to our car. A few moments later she joins me and we leave.

On the drive she tells me some of what happened, but the ride is not long enough to tell me everything. One thing she tells me is she got to feel how big his cock is and it’s bigger than mine. “But that’s through his pants” I said “It’s not as big as it feels.” “It wasn’t through his pants” she says.

First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 2 – The Club

2010-01-14T17:52:00.002-05:00

So, he suggests we go to a topless club. You may remember my wife and I talked about going to a club before. Wife has never been to one and was curious. So we go.

The first thing we notice is the smoke. Most nights out for us are in restaurants that have bars, and (at least in our area) the smoking and non-smoking areas are in completely separate rooms with separate air handlers. Not so in the strip clubs apparently. Smoke hits you in the face as you enter. It has been a long time since we’ve been in such a smoky club.

But the next thing we notice is the pretty girls, lots of pretty girls. White, black, latin, short, tall, small boobs, big boobs, pretty, not so pretty and a couple with some extra padding. They all have outfits made out of nothing more than the strings of a string bikini. I quickly forgot about the smoke.

We sit in a small elevated area near the DJ a little way from the stage. This is an excellent place to sit because all the girls come talk to the DJ. There’s always a couple to look at and chat with. Wife and Mr. G sit next to each other and I sit next to Mr. G. Wife and I decided on the way over that she and Mr. G would be the couple in the club and I would be the third wheel. It seems to be working as there is some flirting going on.

After a round of beers, the manager gives us a round of Leg Spreaders as we watch the girls and talk. (Why the manager gave us drinks is another, much less interesting, story.) I decide I should leave them alone for awhile. I go to the restroom, but on the way stop to tip the girl on the stage. Well no one was tipping at the stage all night (I guess saving the money for dances). She doesn’t just offer the side of her g-string for me to slip the bill in. She has to dance for me, inches from my face for most of the song. I pull out a larger bill to tip her (she knows her job well).

After I make it to the restroom (I’m thankful there’s not so guy wanting a buck to give me a dirty towel), I head back to our seats and there is some more flirting and touching. But Mr. G backs off when he sees me coming. I found out later from Wife that they discussed likes and dislikes. In particular, he found out that Wife does not like to suck cock. Then there we shared more stories and jokes as we met more girls at the DJ.

At one point he decides that Wife needs a lap dance. This girl who we never saw wearing anything more than a thong, starts dancing in front of Wife’s face. He tells her she’s a strip club virgin and the girl starts giving her a real show. She puts Wife’s hands on her breasts rubs all over her. She pulls Wife’s camisole down so she, and Mr. G, as well as others, can enjoy her breasts. The dancer comments on how big they are, in addition to a comment Mr. G made about her 38 C’s earlier at the restaurant. Both comments make Wife feel good about her lovely tits.

As she dances for Wife she asks her “Are you fucking both of them?” and she finds out I’m her husband. She comes over to me and says “I want to sleep with your wife …” (ok, that’s hot. Probably not tonight for a couple reasons. But still hot) “… 150 bucks” (and that’s not). That is the first time a hooker has ever propositioned me. As hot as the first part of her sentence was, the second half was equally repulsive. The thought of paying this homely girl to be with Wife spoiled it. Sex is about uncontrollable desires and you can’t buy that desire. Later I here she told Wife 180 and 20 more for Mr. G to watch. I don’t know if that is before she found out I was the husband or not. Still we enjoy her dance and send her on her way.

First Meeting with Mr. G – Part 1 – The Restaurant

2010-01-13T16:50:00.000-05:00

Friday a week after new years was a long day at the end of a long week. It was a week ago that we met Mr. F. (Notice that he is still Mr. F. That’s because he didn’t enter Wife so he didn’t get a name.) We were up past midnight on Friday. The last thing we were doing was replying to our AFF email. We sent one promising prospect an invite to our friends network where he could see a full body shot of Wife. Another we had to request a pic for the second time. We told a third that he’s 150 miles away so he’d have to travel here. And there were several no thank you too. (We try to respond to everyone that emails us, even if it is just to say no thanks.)

So we got to bed late and Saturday morning it was cold outside. We spent a lazy day inside in our pajamas. Even took a nap in the afternoon. Best of all, texts with Mr. G confirm we are on for tonight!

We take late afternoon showers. Wife shaves her legs in the shower. I trim my pubes (just in case). I gather the camera, lube and condoms (of course we didn’t use any of these last time) as well as printouts of his AFF profile and another guy in case we get stood up again.

We’re meeting in the same restaurant at the same time as last Friday. Tonight it is much more crowded, but luckily we get a booth in the bar area (right next to the one we had last weekend).

He arrives on time and oh my goodness, he is even better looking than his picture. Ha, jokes on me. I didn’t see this man walk in but noticed a black man looking around. I’m about to wave when he talks to people he obviously knows in the booth next to us. Odd, that was the first single person I saw come in looking for someone and it is a man and he’s black at the very time Mr. G was supposed to arrive. Wife had missed a text from Mr. G a minute earlier that he was getting out of his car. She returned it with “We are in the booth in the bar area”. Turns out it was him and he just happened to know the people next to us.

He sits down and we immediately hit it off. He’s a hard working, personable, friendly, hot, funny go getter. An all around good guy who even takes care of his grandmother.

Our drinks arrive, a margarita for Wife and a Sam Adams Winter Ale for me. He orders a sex on the beach. We have good lively fun conversation for an hour and a half. There were stories of the limo, the adult bookstore with a $25 cover, and the nude nightclub (not a "club", but a (almost) regular nightclub). And other than the stares he got from a couple when he sat down next to Wife, it was a perfect first meeting with the conversation covering the essential topics (mostly) effortlessly.

I go to the restroom to give them some privacy. Big mistake. I have to go to the restroom every 30 minutes after that. They didn’t seem to mind.

When Wife goes to the restroom, I find out he is definitely interested and I suggest we could go to a hotel. Wife gets back and there is a bit of an awkward moment when I say we ought to figure out where to go next. So we chat some more and when we are all very comfortable again he suggests we go to a club, a topless club!

Mr. Saturday Night Special

2010-01-09T18:00:00.006-05:00

Mr. G is black, young and confident. We had been looking forward to meeting him all week. So it is unfortunate that we had to postpone our meeting with Mr. G. Wife was just not up for it after two late nights out in a row. He was OK with that, but it’s got to make him at least a bit concerned that we might just be a waste of time. We are seeing if we can set it up for next weekend.

We used the time to spend the evening alone at home. We cuddled and talked. It’s been almost a year since we started this journey and we’ve learned a lot. Wife was concerned about the time it takes to find “the” man. She wasn’t looking forward to that.

This weekend was just about having fun now. From our discussion we found that she really wants men for two different things. She wants to have fun with new guys and she wants “the” man for a long term relationship. The new guys are there for a fun night. They may turn into more often lovers. Eventually she would like to be in a relationship where she meets once or twice a month with “the” man, who is faithful to her.

This is a big change, but it’s been developing in her mind for awhile. When we started, she wanted to take it slow, exchange emails, and meet before she decided if there was the chance for sex in the future. Now she is ready to have fun. If the guy excites her, he can satisfy her that night. She really is turning into a hotwife. She’s going to take her pleasure whenever she wants, with whomever she wants. She’s going to play around, using her body to make her happy. She has realized that her body is hers and she has every right to share it with anyone she wants. Of course she sees it the same with respect to my body. By that I mean it’s hers and she has every right to decide whom I share it with. :-(

We had a very passionate love making session after we discussed this. I told her a story using my hands to enhance the experience:

We are standing outside the hotel room of a man you’ve never met. I have you remove your overcoat, leaving you in your camisole, panties, stockings and heels. I give you a blindfold, have you put it on and knock. The door is answered, but he doesn’t say a word. Instead he takes you in his arms and gropes your body. You notice his cologne as he kisses your neck and caresses your hips and behind. Are you still in the hallway? You realize he’s holding you off the ground as he’s exploring your curves, putting his hands under the few clothes you have on. But has he taken you in the room? His desire for you is very evident in his enthusiasm and in his hardness you occasionally feel.

He lays you on the bed and I touch you. You’re glad I’m still here. He takes your camisole and panties off slowly as he kisses your whole body. Then he is kneeling above you and rests the head of his enormous cock on your mouth. You resist, but he pushes it in and you suck it. He is definitely bigger than me. After just a few moments, he is licking your pussy. He is very good and keeps it up as you have 2 orgasms.

He’s on top of you. Kissing breasts, neck, ears, mouth. He’s a great kisser. And you kiss him back. He slides into you. Is he wearing a condom? You can’t tell. He moves in and out. Increasing his pace. He’s grunting just a bit now with each stroke. It’s the first you’ve heard his voice. You imagine it a bit gruff and it’s getting you there again. He’s not trying to get you there though. You can tell. This is for him and he’s not stopping until he is satisfied. And that does it for you. Orgasm number three. As your pussy squeezes his cock, he cums with a series of long moans. You lay there together, him inside you for a few minutes, gently kissing. He whispers in your ear “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

We decided that we would update our AFF profile and I would continue to screen the guys. She only wants guys bigger than me and they need to be the type of guy you want to be around. We will use the get to know each other meeting to determine if she wants to have sex that night. The decision is hers and his, not mine. I’m sure if I had a valid objection, she would take that into account, but she’s going to do what she wants.

So I spent much of Sunday rewriting our profile and updating our interests. I think the new profile will lead to more meets and many of them will end in bed.

Update: I wrote this a few days ago but I had to finish the previous post before I could publish it. We are meeting Mr. G tonight and I think we are going to have fun.

An Unlikely Bull

2010-01-09T14:28:00.000-05:00

Mr. F is an unlikely bull. He is young, just 23. He’s a bit chubby, white, and not aggressive at all. A very unlikely bull. He’s also bi-curious, though he has never done anything sexually with a man. Yes, I’d say very unlikely to get my wife in bed.

We met for drinks on the evening of New Years Day. Wife and I are dressed stylishly. We were a little early and thought we would shop a bit, but even though it was Friday night, stores closed early for New Years. So we got to our meeting early.

I ordered a beer and Wife had a drink with rum and an umbrella. He was late, close to 20 minutes late. That didn’t bother us too much, we had all night. He wore a striped polo (that did not flatter his physique). He was friendly, clean cut, and most importantly clean.

When he joins us at our booth, he takes a seat next to me. This boy’s gonna have to grow a pair if he expects to get laid tonight. I told him to go ahead and sit with my wife, get to know her. As we talk he does touch her leg. I see and encourage more. Later Wife tells me that he would only touched the outside of her leg.

It’s an awkward situation but “The Man” was charming, conversational, brought up all the right topics but lightened the mood with a joke or wit when needed. Sophisticated, confident and suave. He made the meeting enjoyable for everyone.

Unfortunately, “The Man” was me. Mr. F was anything but smooth. He was nervous, unsure how to proceed, asked few questions and said little directly to Wife. Lucky for him the Quiet Man was there to put everyone at ease.

After about 40 minutes, we decide to go to a hotel. I know! How did this guy get so lucky? Did I mention he was young? There’s something about someone younger than you that finds you desirable. That got Wife excited. So we head to a hotel.

In the room, Wife and Mr. F are hugging with trembling caresses. The nerves are back. He gently kisses her neck. I suggest that the three of us strip to our underwear and get in bed. He’s kissing Wife on the neck then sucking a nipple. I’m on the other side of her and start sucking the other nipple. My hands are ever so lightly touching her breasts, neck and ears. He moves a hand down and enters her pussy. We are really getting Wife going, he doing the heavy work, while I put on the finishing touches – gently stroking her legs, arms, neck, breasts (when they aren’t being sucked) thighs and crotch. It only takes a few minutes for Wife to orgasm, the first time another man has done so. But it wasn’t just him. How much was due to my caresses?

The three of us snuggled while Wife and I kissed. After a bit, Wife said she wanted a show. Uh oh! I knew what she wanted. We had discussed it on the ride from the restaurant to the hotel. We knew he was someone safe to play with without a condom, and I brought up a cream pie, but Wife said no. She said she’s like to see me suck a cock and have mine sucked. I asked if she wanted me to suck him to completion and she said “That’s up to you.”

So I knew what she meant, but I wasn’t ready to do that. This was only the second time I had even seen another man’s cock erect. I had never touched one, let alone put it in my mouth. I will admit that I was not entirely put off by the idea. I had seen pics of large cocks being sucked be beautiful women and wondered what it would be like. What would the dick taste like? Could I get his balls to pull up tight? Would I be able to feel the head grow just before he cums? What would his cum taste like? And these were big dicks, bigger than mine (which isn’t small by any means). But this one was closer to the size of my thumb than my cock. It was maybe 5 inches and thin. I had gotten myself ready to eat cum from my wife’s pussy, but I wasn’t ready for this.

After a bit more snuggling and caressing, I reached across Wife, down to his cock. He did the same to mine. For a few minutes we played with each other and Wife. Then I got up the nerve and did it. I bent down and took it in my mouth. It tasted like my thumb, not bad in any way. I flicked the head with my tongue. I sucked it all the way in – didn’t have to worry about deep throating :). I kept changing it up, sometimes using my hands to stroke him while my mouth concentrated on the tip. I employed the techniques that I liked having been done to me over the years. I looked up to Wife. She was enjoying her show.

So here I am giving him a little pre-fuck foreplay. Then he would (hopefully) suck me (maybe to completion) before he fucks my wife. After about 10 minutes, I felt he was getting close (I could get his balls to tighten, though I didn’t specifically notice, and no I did not feel his head get bigger). Sometime during this I realized that this is not something I enjoy and probably won’t do again. Getting a man (close) to orgasm didn’t give me that same feeling of joy as giving one to a woman. I didn’t dislike it, I didn’t stop in disgust, but I had satisfied my curiosity. My questions had been answered (almost). The last question. What would his cum taste like? I knew it was now or never. This was my one chance to find out what it tastes like straight from his cock. Not being one comfortable with regrets, and figuring he’s young and will recover quickly to fuck Wife, I go for it. I don’t let up. I suck his cock and lick the head. Before I know it, he’s cumming in my mouth. I looked at Wife, dick in mouth, full of cum. I try to open my mouth some to show her.

She loved it. Seeing her man with a dick in his mouth. She liked seeing me work it. She could tell he was getting close and I was going to let him cum. Her man doing the very thing she doesn’t like to do. Still at that very moment she thought “This is nothing like what I have to do.” That small cock doesn’t fill his mouth, doesn’t feel like swallowing a banana whole, no gagging. But that didn’t matter. She still loved it.

Some of his cum runs over my lip. I lick it up and swallow. It tastes not good, somewhat bitter and not thick but runny. Was it a lot? I don’t know, I just swallowed and I think it may have been just one spurt, when he asked me to stop. I had done it. I sucked a cock, made him cum and swallowed.

I lay back down and hug Wife. I ask if she liked her show. She said “Yeah and are you going to have some fun?” Mr. F answered “Oh yeah.” He moves between my legs and starts sucking. I get hard. Wife and I kiss while he goes down on me. He sucks awhile. Was it 10 minutes? Probably more like 5. He’s almost as good a cock sucker as he is a conversationalist, unfortunately. He also didn’t have much experience to draw on to be able to copy what he likes. I get soft. I try imagining a 23 year old girl was doing this, but she turned out to be just as unfeminine and untalented as he. I take it in my hand and stroke it. I get hard and in a few minutes am ready to cum. I put it in his mouth and keep stroking as I fill him with spurt after spurt. He swallows a couple of times but doesn’t miss a drop.

Afterward we shift so Wife is in the middle again. We repeat the earlier episode of us pleasing her. This time I let him do it all. It takes longer (which isn’t a bad thing) but it’s all him. I just held her. She has a very good, very satisfying orgasm and I know another man did it.

She didn’t fuck him. I could sense she wasn’t going to after my bj. But she got two satisfying orgasms. We thank our very satisfied host, get dressed and go.

On the way home we stop at a restaurant/bar for dessert to celebrate.

The More Things Change

2009-12-30T18:55:00.000-05:00

It’s been a long time. We haven’t really done anything as far as getting Wife her lover since July. So you haven’t missed anything. Nothing much has changed.

I wrote “Nothing much has changed” an hour ago and immediately I knew it wasn’t completely true. I had to go back a read how I was before. I got caught up in my own writing, having forgot much of what I wrote. But I found what I was looking for.

I thought that the curse I have on cuckold/hotwife sites was broken. David is writing about Allie again. Even Suburban Hotwife (mmmh) is blogging again. DH isn’t blogging, but we do get to hear about him (you lucky bastard – 4 titties at once). I do believe JessTess is gone for good. And it is good, with her Husband trying to have a baby. Some bloggers have gone with out any help from me – Confessor X (although I’m not sure he’s gone) and Ms. Inconspicuous. She is the lucky one – a loving husband and a loving lover with no sneaking around. I really wanted to hear the story of how her husband found out and why he let it continue.

So I was thinking that maybe that maybe the sexual world doesn’t revolve around me. Maybe it’s all just coincidence that sites disappear as soon as I acknowledge them. Then I wrote “I Must Be Wired Different” about the show Californication. And that was the last good episode. I guess my small message wasn’t powerful enough to cause the complete cancellation of the show, but after that his world comes crashing down – including finding out that he had sex with an underage girl in a previous season. That pretty much ruined my fascination with the show.

What else has changed? Let see. Mr. E is no longer in the picture. It’s a shame too. He seemed like the best candidate so far for my wife. He didn’t do anything wrong and neither did we. Life just got in the way.

I still want to tell you about our Night at the Bar in the Land of Misfit Toys – I hope I still have my notes. But that will have to wait. As for the sex with Wife mentioned in that post, I have no idea what that is referring to. Sorry it must have been hot.

Another thing that has changed is my attitude towards my wife’s fantasy. You may recall I was anxious about Wife wanting me to eat her after her lover has filled her with cum. During my hiatus, I have been training and now the sight of a cream pie actually makes my mouth water and my penis tingle. I especially like seeing video of a man’s balls tightening as he strokes and fills the woman with cum then pulls out showing her open pussy filled with cum. I want to dive in. I always knew that I would eventually do it because I wanted Wife’s fantasy to come true, but I never thought this would become my fantasy too.

So I guess things have changed. But you really didn’t miss anything.

Other than we have started looking again. We are both horny for her to have another man. And we have set up two dates for this weekend. One for Friday, one for Saturday. One young, one younger. One white, one black. One straight, one bi-curious (maybe I can get my cock sucked by the man who cuckolds me:)). This should be a fun weekend.

I Must Be Wired Different

2009-11-08T13:54:00.002-05:00

I’ve picked up a new vice. Really it’s just about my only vice now - still busy all the time (but I can see that soon I will have at least some free time back :) ). Sure I’ll use a few minutes once in awhile to catch a post by a hotwife (and even more rarely, create one myself), but I make time regularly for this new vice. So why take on a new vice now? Mostly cause it’s quick and satisfying - less than 30 minutes a week.

Californication is in its 3rd season on Showtime and for some reason I’ve made it a priority to watch it even though I haven’t seen any episodes from the previous seasons. For those unfamiliar with the show, it centers on a man, Hank (David Duchovny), who lives in LA with his teenage daughter. Her mother, Karen (Natascha McElhone), lives in NY. While Hank loves Karen, I’m not sure if they are married, but in any case they have an open relationship. We don’t see what happens with her, except when she is talking to him, but he certainly has fun, sometimes with multiple women in one episode. She knows (or at least suspects) and even playfully talks about it. Seems like a good way to go through life. A man I can relate to.

So QM, who cares what you watch? That’s a very good question. And the answer is most certainly (almost) no one. But I tell you this because while watching this week’s episode, thrice I thought I must be wired different. In the episode, Glass Houses, Karen made a trip to LA and while Hank is making advances she tells him she slept with Bill (someone of importance if you saw the first two seasons, I guess). She had been trying to dissuade him and it worked. Hank gets sick to his stomach, a normal response. But coming from a man who is currently sleeping with (or close to) three other women, I would have expected at least some acceptance. I, however, had a quite different reaction; I would have wanted Wife even more. I would have been on top of her and wouldn’t have taken no for an answer (or even allowed that there was ever a question). I must be wired different.

Later we see another couple, Marcy and Charlie, having dinner at their home with Hank and Karen, and one of Marcy’s teenage heartthrobs. Charlie and Marcy are separated but living in the same house. Each week it seems like they are simultaneously about ready to get back together and divorce. Anyway, Marcy ends up banging her heartthrob and we listen with Charlie in the next room. It’s tearing him up. This man is fucking his wife and she is squealing with delight. He is very distraught by it all. I, being wired differently, would have been quite happy to have my wife live out one of her fantasies and, from the sounds of it, really enjoying it. Sure, I would have liked to be with her, watching him turn her on, take pleasure in their first kiss, seeing her stroke his cock, looking on as her lips and legs open, knowing that they are in their own little world, enjoying sights, sounds and aroma as he enters her, and snuggling up when she was done. But I would have been content to listen from the next room, if that is what she wanted.

Finally, at the end of the show, Karen and Hank are flirting again. This time she wants Hank to continue so she tells him she didn’t really sleep with Bill. Of course this gets Hank really going and he dives in. For me though, that spoiled it. It was a turn off. It didn’t matter if she slept with him or not. But to give me that candy then take it away as we are about to make love, would not have worked for me.

(Then I got thinking that she is a bitch. Lying to get me to quit being amorous. Or is it she is lying to get me to be so? Conniving Bitch. If she could say that to me just to manipulate me at that time, she could do it at any time. I’m not some one night stand here, I’m her husband.) And then the credits roll and the thought is gone.

So, yes, I am wired differently. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As a side note, in this episode, at the dinner party the heartthrob says that he once made a woman cum seven times and everyone is impressed. I wasn’t. Does seven sound like a lot to you? Sure seven is good, phenomenal if you do it all the time. But as a personal best? I feel if you or she are able to keep count, you can do better. I’ve given every woman I’ve ever been with orgasms beyond measure at least once. You need to find out what does it for her, use your hands, tongue, toys, cock, whatever it takes to get her to the point of multiple orgasms, maybe three, four. Then you let her rest a bit and go back in. She’ll protest some, but again you weren’t asking. In no time, she’ll have a few more, then more. Soon you’ll be well past seven, somewhere in the 15 to 20 range. So seven isn’t impressive (or maybe I’m wired different). And what do you get for the double digit orgasms, most likely not much. She will be so worn out and sore that you probably aren’t getting anything but undying gratitude and snuggling that night. Now, if HE was able to cum seven times, that would be impressive.

The Long Hot Summer

2009-10-20T20:19:00.000-04:00

I go in and pull back, drive a little deeper and then come back some. Into the tunnel I go. Three steps in and two steps back. Slowly making forward progress. I strive to bend my prey to my will. It takes time, but I know it’s working. Now finally the climatic finish is within sight. I see the light at the end of the tunnel. Soon my extraordinary efforts will no longer be necessary. Soon, maybe by Thanksgiving, my mind will not need to be myopically focused. My horniness will no longer need to be kept in check. The beast that is the Quiet Man will be unleashed again.

Not that I’ve been a completely asexual creature during the summer and fall. There have been moments: Our meeting with Mr. E, the evening in The Bar In The Land Of Misfit Toys, and the morning a few days ago, to name a few. All of which I will tell you about in time.

Yes, I have been out for a few beers. Three or four Shocktops tonight, with a few friends, felt soooo right. It’s been a long time. Put me in the mood to take time I don’t have to write again. I’ve missed writing, but not as much as I’ve missed doing things to write about. Well maybe before Christmas I’ll be able to devote the time needed to get this blog going again.

So, what can I write about tonight? Let’s see. I realize I left Firecracker out of the Cast of Characters. That was unintentional, and perhaps karma is paying me back for the slight. She is now living with a very nice, vanilla guy. He probably wouldn’t understand her desire to have the QM, and she (probably) wants to be faithful. I really want it to work out for her. I want her to live happily ever after. Still, there is a part of me that wants to catch her on the rebound. Or perhaps give her the bachelorette party she deserves. I don’t want to derail any of her dreams; I just want to show her just how good a night can be. Is that wrong? We’ll just have to see what happens.

While I’m asking questions … Recently, Wife has given me permission to have a little, but not too much, fun. I can go as far as getting a blowjob, but that’s it. However she can’t be anyone that I will work with, nor someone that Wife or I will socialize with. Sounds good. But just how do I make that happen? I know a few women that would be content with sucking a long, hard cock for an hour or so till I cum, without taking it farther, but they fall into the work or socialize categories. So how do I meet some new slut, interested in me, and determine she would be satisfied with deep throating me in the backseat? I’m sure they are out there. Just how do I tell which ones they are? Complicating the situation, women that want it one time are completely unresponsive to any suggestive comments the next. WTF? Do you want me to grab your head and push my cock into your mouth or not? Sorry, that’s the beer talking. (We’ll wait until we know each other a little better. Then I’ll know ;). Oh Shit, then you’ll be in the socialize category. Fuck!)

So, seriously, I welcome any advice for a married man with meeting a woman and getting a blowjob that night. What should I look for in a woman? Where should I try to find her? After we flirt awhile, should I let her know that a BJ is a far as I will go? Obviously she needs to know this at some point. I guess what I’m really asking is: how can I tell when I woman looks at me for the first time that she wants to suck my dick?

Cast of Characters

2009-09-19T16:52:00.000-04:00

Amazing. That’s the word for it. I’ve got a few minutes to finally write another post. But don’t get your hopes up. Between my schedule, Wife’s first and second jobs (the third one hasn’t started yet and may never), and the family problems (which have come to a conclusion) we haven’t had much time to advance our search, much less write here or even just check my email.

I had a request by the lovely Anon to provide a summary when I return. It’s a good thing Anon is hot (at least in my imagination) otherwise I might have taken her request as a sarcastic jab about my lack of writing. So here it is, but I warn you, this entry has spoilers. So you might want to click here to start from the beginning.

Wife - The most wonderful woman in the world. She’s looking to find a man that she cares for and will fuck her whenever they want.

Quietman - That’s me, your narrator, as well as Wife’s husband. In fact, her Cuckold Husband, albeit just once horned, so far. Wife and I started on this adventure in earnest in March, and we have been looking for the right men to physically please her. As I said before, I love my wife. I love her without limitations or conditions. I want the best for her. I want her to be as happy/excited/fulfilled as possible. I want her to get the most out of life. A few years ago, I finally convinced her that her enjoying the pleasure of another man (or woman) would make me happy that she is happy.

Mr. X - The first man we met on Craigslist. He was looking to orally please a married woman. He was not interested in fucking or getting sucked, just eating pussy. We exchanged emails often and he did make Wife excited. Now he was no Quietman when it came to writing, but he was pretty good. I think a significant portion of the thrill was due to this being the first man we were chatting with. To know that there is a man who wants to eat Wife’s pussy and is close enough to make it happen in just a few minutes was very sexhilarating. (I made that typo while I was writing and felt it was appropriate.) After several weeks it became apparent that he wasn’t interested in meeting.

Mr. Y - The second man we met on Craigslist. We exchanged a few emails with him before we exchanged phone numbers. Wife gave him a call and liked talking to him. We set up a meeting. When the big night came, we were nervous and eager. We had fun, but it just didn’t feel right.

Mr. Z - Single Track Mind (STM). We had been looking for a couple of months and without any luck. Then we had a weekend away planned and we set up a fun night to kick it off with STM. He is several years younger than us. It was a very thrilling night that ended with STM fucking my Wife for a couple of hours. He was very good with his tongue and Wife thoroughly enjoyed her first time.

Mr.’s A & B - After the thrill of our night with STM and the romance of the long weekend we were ready to find someone that would be a permanent fuck for her. We set up accounts on AFF and AM and soon were getting mail and winks/flirts from several men. We found a few that we liked and after awhile, we arranged to meet them. My extra responsibilities had started and our nights to go out were limited. So we arranged two meetings for the same night, one early and one later. Well, Mr. A didn’t show up. Thankfully, Mr. B did. We had fun with him, but again, it just didn’t feel right.

Mr. C - He was quite aggressive and confident via email. Wife was a bit nervous about him, wasn’t sure she could handle him. He was crude, but in a very sexy way. It was a couple weeks since we started exchanging emails, that we tried to set up a meet, but he seemed to loose interest. Guess he was more a man of talk than action.

Mr. D - He’s a couple years older than us and was very eager to meet Wife and me. By this time, my extra responsibilities were taking almost all of my time. We found it difficult to set up a meeting. He and Wife continued to exchange emails and texts. Finally we found a date that worked for all of us. A few days before, I sent him an email to make sure we were all on the same page. I didn’t want him to expect anything more than dinner that night as well as remind him of our expectations. Luckily for us, he showed his real colors and replied with “WAY TOO MANY RULES” and called it off.

Mr. E - Have I told you about Mr. E yet? I’ll have to sometime.

Until I have time to tell you the story of Mr. E, enjoy this Aussie cuck couple. He had to edit the video to avoid showing faces so it seems choppy, but I like it.

QM

Why Would I Want My Wife to Have a Lover

2009-07-25T20:43:00.000-04:00

Here’s a video I found in December or January. By the time I got a chance to show it to my wife a couple weeks later, it was taken down. I found it again, showed it to her and said this is how I want her to feel. She liked it a lot and she was ready start actively looking for a lover (rather than waiting for the opportunity to come up again) with my help.

I feel this man loves his wife the way I love mine; completely, with out limits. He’s happy, not necessarily horny, for her to enjoy herself. I recently tried to find it again and got lucky. It’s called “Cherrys 1st Interracial” and it is long (almost an hour). Enjoy.

What Ever Happened to Mr. D?

2009-07-19T22:13:00.002-04:00

I realize that we never let you know what has happened with Mr. D. Where we left off, he and Wife were texting and emailing on a pretty regular basis, and he was eager to meet us, both of us. The idea of pleasing my wife while I watched (or even participated) was a big turn on for him. He’s a couple years older than us and divorced. We got the impression that he didn’t have much opportunity for sex and this fantasy was very exciting for him.

He lives about an hour from us, so we suggested a meeting for dinner about half way between. Unfortunately, he couldn’t make it the day we suggested and we couldn’t make it for awhile any other night. Finally we were all available on Wednesday night, June 17.

The necessary communication between Wife and Mr. D trying to set up our first meeting was not all that sexual. As they went back and forth trying to find an available time, it seems that he gradually began to realize that this may really happen, and that maybe it wouldn’t live up to his fantasy. I’m guessing at this but you could sense something was different from the tone of his emails. He was slower to respond and less excited.

Anyway, we finally agreed to meet on a Wednesday night for dinner. On Sunday I sent him an email to confirm the time and place along with some tips on some of the things Wife likes while flirting and a reminder of our expectations (must be non smoker, D&D free, first meeting there will be no sex, condom use, etc.). With the exception of the pointers on how to turn my wife on, there was nothing we hadn’t said to him before, but he replied that we have “WAY TOO MANY RULES” and called it off.

Maybe we do have too many rules, but we state them in all the ads we have posted. None of this should be a surprise to any of the men that respond. We also sprinkle them throughout our emails with them to make sure there are no surprises.

We thought about softening the rules, but if Wife is going to let your cock into her pussy, she deserves to say what she wants. We made the mistake of not having STM confirm that he is a non smoker, and that was the one negative from our encounter with him. In fact, that may have been the one thing that kept him from being invited to spend the entire night. So we might be too picky, but we’re not going to lower our standards. I think the right man is out there. Maybe it’s Mr. E.

Just Whose Fantasy Is This Anyway? (or What’s With All The Parentheses? And Why So Damn Many Questions?)

2009-07-14T06:17:00.000-04:00

Anonymous posted an interesting comment to Ketchup July 8, 2009. I have to thank him for providing the thought provoking input that got me to create this post. He (I think Anon is a he. Hard to tell really. Could be a woman, I guess. Maybe Anon isn’t even sure. But I think he’s a man and therefore I’m going to assume he is.) thinks that I (that sure loses the (sarcastic mimicking) emphasis of being in all caps) am the one with a fantasy and Wife is “going along for the ride.”

Now Sexy PTA Mom is definitely a woman. Wow what a woman. She also posted a comment to that post. I spent some time looking at her blog. In fact I went there first (and went back again too (not cause I liked it, but because it was intellectually stimulating (oh and the pictures are very artistic, makes you feel real emotion :) (Can you guess which one?)) In fact I think I might go there for some stimulation (intellectual that is (Hey if I’m going to be accused of thinking with it, I might as well)) right now)) before I ever gave a thought to Anon’s comment. It is interesting that these two commented on the same post. Sexy PTA Mom admits that this was her husband’s fantasy from the beginning and she has done things (enjoyable things) to please him (the piercings, for example). I think that’s sweet. However, is it still just his fantasy? No. First of all it’s no longer a fantasy. She is doing it. And second, she seems to be enjoying it. It sounds like it is turning into her desire as well as his. At least I hope so.

But Anon’s comment begs for a response. He asks if he is right. Seems like I have two choices, yes or no. Is he right? In some ways, yes. In other ways, no. So to answer, I need to address each part of his comment:

“I found your blog few weeks ago and love your writing!!”
Correct – who would not love my writing ;)

“As far as finding a lover for wife, you both discussed that option (stated 3.8.09.). You say she enjoyed that discussion immensely.”
Correct – We have had many discussions over the past 4 years about seriously finding her other men with whom to enjoy sex. Prior to that it was something that I told her she could do, but she wasn’t sure I meant it. (I’ll have to go into our history sometime, but that’s another epic post.) Mostly it was a bedroom topic, but 4 years ago it became “real”. That is, it became a real option for her. An option she considered obtainable. Since then it has always been something she could do if she chooses to do. And, yes she does enjoy these discussions, but it wasn’t just one discussion.

“You also mention that you are smart, good looding etc.”
Incorrect - I have never looded! But I am a smart(ass) blogger.

“I guess am still curious as to why you want a lover for her. I think that it's YOU that wants to watch etc.”
Oh yeah! Well I think it is YOU that wants to watch etc. Don’t you? You’d like to see my wife getting banged by another man. Yes, I enjoyed seeing my wife have sex with STM, but not for the exact reasons that I think you think I have.

“Otherwise, you would be swingers and share couples..”
WRONG – Believe me, if I had my way we would be swingers and sharing other couples (and single women). I’m as horny for women as they come. But as I said in my profile, I’m faithful. I couldn’t enjoy myself doing anything like that if Wife didn’t give me the OK, and she hasn’t :(. You may not believe that. You might think all men are dogs (which, of course, we are, but some of us are house broken), and will hump anything we can. But I could never risk losing my wife for some hot, steamy, passionate, all night long, doing it over and over again, in the car, on the patio, in the hall, on the stairs, in the bed, in the shower, in the garage, strange, 4 women on me sex. And occasionally she does let me off the leash for a little while :).

“Sounds like it YOUR fantasy and wife is going along for the ride.”
Incorrect – She is definitely not along for the ride. She wants a long term lover.

Now I admit that have I enjoyed the idea of cuckolding for a long time. I’ve always been sexually excited by the idea of women who are not shy about getting the sex they want. I like watching porn actresses get fucked by multiple men especially when it is her choice rather than the men’s. A married woman that gets sex from other men is getting what she wants and I love that her sex drive is so high. I also like the idea that these strong women deny their men. That some put them in chastity devices and never have sex with them again. I like these women. I want to have sex with them, but do I want my wife to be one of them? Hell No.

So why do I do it? Why do I want my wife to have a lover? I stated it in the first thing I ever wrote for this blog, my profile. I love her. I want her to have what she wants. I want her to have the best life she can. I want her to enjoy sex at its best. I give her what I can (and that is pretty good I’m told), but even so I want her to have more. STM was great with his tongue (I’m good with my tongue, but not great) and others might be better at this or that. I want her to have it. I want her to have two men. I want her to have what she wants. If she didn’t want this, there would be no fun in the fantasy for me.

How do I know she wants a long term lover? I asked, dumbass (sorry, the smartass came out again (or maybe it never went in)). Let me explain. Four years ago, when it looked like this might become more than a fantasy, I asked Wife how she wanted to proceed, what she wanted in a man. Then I changed my desires to match her desires. For example, I thought it would be best to start with a man that there is no chance we will ever see again, but I didn’t tell Wife that. I let her tell me what she wanted. She wanted, in effect, a boyfriend. That was hard for me. I’ve never told her that. I wanted her to try sex once to see how it went, and she wanted to have a guy she likes first and can see and fuck on a regular basis. I did not let on my reservations but went about changing my feelings.

How did I do this? I thought about it over a long period. I did not take action until I had time to thoroughly contemplate it. I asked if she wouldn’t like to start in the way I had considered. She said no, she didn’t want just some stranger. That wasn’t her. She needed to feel something for him before she would want to sleep with him (She’s a good girl at heart, even when she is bad. Sleeping with someone just for fun was something good girls just didn’t do. A one night stand? Out of the question. (A long term boyfriend for a married woman though was a different matter, though. :) )) Finally, I fantasized about it. I took my cock in my hand and stroked myself while thinking about my wife out on a date with her boyfriend, about her spending the night (or weekend) with him, about the three of us celebrating her birthday together, about him being a part of our life and how much Wife would enjoy that.

This is a technique that I came (literally :) ) across awhile back. See, I used to (OK still do) think about all kinds of things while I masturbated. Some of these things were the type of things that you don’t find exciting (like your wife having sex with other men) except when you are really aroused. My standard process was to think of these things while I stroked, but to switch to a more acceptable fantasy (like me fucking a big chested babe) just before I came. The downside to this was right after I came I felt a bit of shame/guilt/disgust about what had made me so hot. I didn’t like that that had made me so excited (Guess I’ve got some baggage too.). But it was always short lived, just a few minutes and I could easily get my mind off it. Well, one day I was deep in one of these fantasies, and it must have been a really good one, but I really don’t remember what it was, and I got close to cumming. Like I said I must have been deep into this fantasy, because while my brain could tell me that it’s time to switch to the “safe” fantasy, it was too confused by all the pleasure coming from my cock to be able to think of one. I couldn’t come up with anything other than what I was already thinking. I tried to hold back to give my brain time but that only increased the pleasure and urgency to cum. My mind was spinning. Finally, I couldn’t stop it any longer and I came with one of the most satisfying orgasms I ever gave myself. (I told you I was good.) As I laid there, my brain and body exhausted, my chest covered with the huge amount of cum I produced, I was completely satisfied and content. I knew the fantasy that had brought me to this state. I had used it many times before, but this time there was no shame/guilt/disgust, only contentment. The more I did this with a fantasy, the more I could enjoy that fantasy when I wasn’t aroused.

So I used this technique with my wife and her boyfriend. This was the first time I used it to make one of my wife’s fantasies mine, but not the last. It worked. After each time I felt more at ease with the idea. After many times, it became my desire too because I want my wife to have everything she can. Now the thought of her enjoying not just another man’s cock, but her lover’s cock, is getting me excited. If anyone is riding on the other’s fantasy, it’s me riding hers. But really this desire is ours, not hers, not mine, ours.

“Am I right????”
Let’s see: 3 correct and 3 incorrect. So it’s a tie.

“Great job in writing and keeping us entertained!!”
I’ll do my best. And when I can’t, I’ll still try to keep you up to date on the quest. That shouldn’t be too difficult this month. Wife is out of town for 3 weeks, and there is virtually no chance that she will be able to do much of anything in regards to finding a lover. When she gets back, hopefully there will be a bunch of horny guys ready to meet her.

Ketchup July 8, 2009

2009-07-08T16:56:00.000-04:00

Hi. It’s been awhile. Wife has taken up the reigns on finding a lover and writing the blog. She has found out that it is a lot of work, and has found the time to only perform the highest priority tasks, which, of course, are the actual searching rather than the writing.

She’s been corresponding with several guys on AM, AFF and email. She has texted and talked on the phone with one man that we are getting close to meeting. In fact we had a date set up for last Saturday, but we had to move it to Sunday. On Sunday, he got called out of town. We (meaning Wife and he) are working on setting another date.

He is a discreet man, but can be aggressive once given the go ahead. He’s smart and a good conversationalist (so I’ve heard from Wife). I think he may work out to be Wife’s lover, but since we don’t have a firm date set up with him, I’m hesitant to assign him a letter yet.

There are several others that we (Wife) would consider meeting (and maybe more) if this one doesn’t work out. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

Lastly, tonight we are going to dinner with Firecracker. I always enjoy going out with her. Will anything exciting happen? Probably not, there will be other family members there. Still it’s always fun.

Wife of Quiet Man’s Turn

2009-07-03T22:03:00.000-04:00

QM is very busy with work nowadays. So I am taking over trying to find a lover. So I thought I would also write a post to give my view on things.

The Search: Our meeting with STM was definitely exciting. But finding someone for long term and local is becoming a bit of a challenge. We’ve scared some away, had a dud, and a no show. Not much to show for about 2 months of looking.

We have a couple of prospects that we have pics of and are emailing to see if there is any type of connection. We shall see, maybe even this weekend.

Adult Friend Finder Find Me a Friend (with a Big Cock)

2009-06-13T22:18:00.000-04:00

It’s Saturday night and I’m writing a post. That can mean only one thing, Wife’s out on our date alone with Mr. D? No, it means that Mr. D couldn’t make it tonight. But he and Wife talked on the phone for the first time this week. She liked it. We might meet next Wednesday evening.

Since I’m not out meeting the man attached to the next cock to be in my wife, I thought I would torture you with a long boring post about AFF. I gave you my first impressions nearly 2 months ago. Since then I have learned a lot about AFF.

When you first register for AFF you select your gender, what you are looking for, your location, a valid email address, and your choice of user names (something like ImTheQuietMan. You may have to try a few cause your first choice, say QuietMan, might already been taken.) That gets you to a second screen of questions. You select from a list of choices for things like your sexual orientation, height, smoking, etc. You can upload a photo if you wish. At the bottom of the page you will find the most difficult question, “Tell others about yourself”. After this you will receive an email with the password.

Get your password and login. You go to the Order page. You can sign up for a silver or gold membership at this time (but see later why to wait). You are now a standard member (Doesn’t that sound like it translates to average dick?). Near the top of the page are menus for Home, Mailbox, Account, Search/Browse, Friends, My Lists, Chat, Get Local, Video, Blogs, Groups, and Shop. Look around and see what you like. I must admit it took me a long time to find my way around. And I still haven’t tried all the features available to standard members.

At this point you won’t be able to do some things until your profile is approved. I think they mainly check to see that you haven’t done anything illegal or posted contact info. It shouldn’t be long though. They say it can take up to 48 hours, but both accounts that I have set up were approved in about 2.

Here’s some of what you can do.

Home:
•    On the left side shows the number of messages, flirts, points, referrals (not sure what this is), new matches, views of your profile, and friends. Click on any of them to go to a page with details.
•    You’ll probably notice the center section first, cause it’s got lots of naked people (It was weeks before I realized there was anything else on the page, lol). Not sure why this is here, because they are from anywhere in the world, and usually nowhere near you. Still you can’t help but look at them and mouse over the little i for a bit of info.
•    Click on the Online Matches at the top (or Our New Matches on the left) and if you’re like me, you’ll find a lot of guys in Dodge have limp dicks. These are a few of the people near you that you might be interested in. You can change your cupid settings so the default search is more to your liking and also to filter you incoming mail.

Mailbox:
•    The mailbox shows you the number of unread messages in the menu bar
•    You will have an email from the system. READ IT. It gives you good information about being successful using the site. Save it and read it again later. It apparently has a link to a benefits page that lists what you get for as an average dick, silver dick or gold dick. That’s the one thing I’ve bitched the most about, and fuck if they didn’t tell me on the first day. Typical man, never reads the instructions.

Account: where you can update your profile and change account settings.

Search/Browse: duh, but limited for standard members

Friends: You can collect friends. What good is that? As far as I can tell, you get to see their private photos.

My Lists: here you can get lots of good info on whose viewed you, flirted with you, and hotlisted you, as well as who you have flirted with and hotlisted.

Chat: haven’t used

Get Local: use this to find out about places and events near you. This is based on your IP location, not the place you might have picked as your location when you signed up, say Dodge City. But you can change it to anywhere.

Video: check out member’s webcams. Only one can be open at a time for standard members. I watched a woman cuckold her husband with their friend one night. That was really cool. Another time I found a woman in Spain showing off to just 2 people. When I joined, her robe closed quickly (but not quick enough) and she then went private.

Blogs, Groups, and Shop: haven’t used them (why bother, my blog’s not on there!)

What I like:
•    This site it made for everyone. No matter what gets you up, they got it. (Unless you’re into something illegal. In which case, you’re on your own, buddy.)
•    You can sign up as a male, a female, a couple (man and woman, 2 women, or 2 men), a group, or a TS/TV/TG
•    There are lots of people on here. We’ve had contact with men, women and couples. Most from our area, but some from around the world.
•   If you are popular, you can view profiles as a standard member.
•    Mailbox shows how many unread messages you have in the menu bar
•    After a few days, we got a discount on upgrading. First it was 10% for about a week. Then it went to 20% for about 2 weeks. Finally it went to 40% for less than a week. By then, I was busy and missed the chance. After, it returned to 20%, then 10%. Now it is full price again. We’re still happy as standard members, so no need to pay just yet.
•    LOTS of good stuff. Profiles, chat, webcams, local info, flirts and more
•    Anyone can flirt with anyone
•    Email By name who has sent you a message in AFF
•    Emails showing which members have put you on their flirted with, hotlisted, and viewed you
•    Emails showing new members and matches in your area
•    Upload a voice greeting and send voice messages
•   Post photos, standard members can only see a thumbnail of the main photo. Others can see more (silver limited to 5 and to approximately 3x2” area, gold can see all full size). There is one woman who rotates her pics every few days so we can see them all. You can also upload private photos for your friends network to see.
•   You can hide your profile
•   You can set up an auto response to incoming emails

Additional services available for a fee:
•    Always be able to view profiles
•    Keep emails longer (60 or 120 days)
•    View photos in profiles (up to 5 per profile for silver, unlimited for gold)
•    Advanced search
•    View members’ videos
•    Priority placement in profile lists, search results, etc
•    Telephone tech support

What I don’t like:
•    Haven’t found a way to change the password from the random characters the registration process creates to something I can remember.
•    Sometimes when you leave a webcam, you can’t open another right away. You have to wait up to 2 minutes for it to realize you have closed that window. Othertimes it works fine.
•    Hard to find your way around. I’ve been using it for 2 months and still have a hard time ;) finding everything.
•    Your emails are somehow screened. I think it is electronically looking for certain words. We had a guy (Mr. A) send us his profile name with another site name. His email was caught and we got a message saying he sent something inappropriate. You can’t give out contact info for the first 2 messages. We’ve seen people put things like contact me at xxx on the why in other screened fields.
•    There is no “I’m not interested in you, loser!” flirt
•    It keeps your profile forever. We saw the old one we abandoned 3 years ago. We no longer have the email account associated with it so we can’t log in.
•    If you hide your profile, no one can contact you, even those you have been emailing aready.

What I don’t know:
•    How you become popular. Is it based on the number of emails you receive? That might explain why we can sometimes see profiles and sometimes not. Although there seems to have been a widespread problem with viewing profiles in early May.
•    What are referrals?

Summary:
Overall, I like Adult Friend Finder. We have met some good and some not so good guys on this site. The site is definitely there to make money, which I don’t have a problem with. We will probably sign up someday (if Mr. D isn’t enough). The site is horrible to navigate. There are many screens with similar info, and finding the one you saw last time is frustrating. On top of that, sometimes we are popular and have extra privileges and sometimes we are not. There is no way to tell. That’s not true. You can see if you can view others profiles. If not, you’re not. But we didn’t know about the extra privileges for a long time and couldn’t understand why we could view things one day and not the next.

There are a lot of active people on this site. So much so, we had to put a message on our profile telling people that we we’re looking right now. That slowed down the messages and flirts, but didn’t stop them. Wife wants to wait until we meet with Mr. D before we open it up again.

I do recommend Adult Friend Finder. I think it is good for a quick hook up and for finding a long term relationship. It all depends on who you meet, just like anywhere. Only on AFF you know a bit about what each is looking for first.

Ketchup - 6/7/09

2009-06-11T21:52:00.000-04:00

Ketchup - 6/7/09
No time to write. Even worse, no time to play.
We’ve both been very busy the last couple of weeks, and we’re busy again next weekend. We haven’t arranged any more meetings.

We have not heard back from Mr. A. He’s a gold member on AFF and has logged in as late as yesterday. I don’t get it. Why would you pay to be a gold member and spend time emailing if you don’t really want to meet anyone?

Mr. C has been conspicuously quiet. He is on AM and he logged in 2 days ago, but didn’t answer our latest email. Could be that he’s busy. Or it could be because we asked if he is a smoker. In his profile, he left that question blank. We assumed that meant he was a smoker, so we asked.

Mr. D is another situation altogether. We asked for his cell number and Wife has texted with him a few times. He seems very eager.

I started writing this post 4 days ago and got interrupted. Now we have asked Mr. D if he would like to meet this Saturday for drinks. We’ll let you know what he says.

Still haven’t heard from Mr. A or Mr. C and we don’t expect that we ever will. So right now we’re down to just one Mr. That’s about all we have time for. If he doesn’t work out, we’ll start looking again.

Our Double Date with Misters A and B - Epilogue

2009-05-31T22:47:00.000-04:00

So Mr. A didn’t show and Mr. B wouldn’t look at Wife. In fact, Wife tried to give him a sly smile or the look away then back again move, but that’s kind of hard when he won’t look at you. We waited a few days to hear from him. I think he should have sent a short note saying he had a good time (even if he didn’t) and thanked us for meeting him. It’s the gentlemanly thing to do. I certainly would have. If he was no longer interested he could have politely added that too. We sent him a note to say we had a good time, but things seemed a bit off. We didn’t slam the door, but it was definitely closing. If he was interested, he needed to reply that he had a great time and had really hoped to see more of us (or Wife). Instead he politely replied that Wife didn’t seem interested in him and wished us well. That closed the door.

We decided that we want someone that is more aggressive. Mr.s Y and B have been tame. Even SMT was pretty tame, but he did give Wife some complements and had his hands on her. (Ah the memories of that night. Were a white couple, obviously married, in a restaurant with a young black stud sitting next to and feeling up my wife. :-) I would have liked to hear some of the conversations at other tables or in the kitchen.) And she reminded me that his texts were pretty hot! For our first time, that was the perfect mix of being non-threatening and lustful. Next time though, Wife wants more. She wants to know that he is hot for her, that he wants her and can’t wait to fuck her.

We wrote Mr. A an email to see if there was some misunderstanding. He says he was there! There is another restaurant with the same name about 30 miles away, but it is in another city. We had agreed on this one. It is possible he had the wrong day or time, or even was at the other one. We didn’t push it. If it was a true miscommunication, then OK we’ll give him another try. We said that we need to exchange phone numbers so this won’t happen again (and so he and Wife can text each other). The message was sent yesterday, and Mr. A has demonstrated that he only checks AFF every 3 or 4 days. So it’s no surprise that we haven’t heard from him. We’ll get his number and check him out. If we don’t have any more surprises or red flags, we’ll meet him again. This time though we probably won’t do dinner. We need a venue where we can say thanks, but no thanks and leave at any time. What do you think are some activities that would be appropriate? Send me an email or leave a comment.

So that’s a twist I didn’t see coming. Mr. B is out and Mr. A is back in (sort of). Interesting.

The real interesting part starts with Mr. C. He has definitely been more aggressive. His emails have been very suggestive. That scared Wife off for a bit, but not enough to completely turn her away. Now suddenly he seems more suitable.

And there is a Mr. D. He’s is a bit older than us, and we just got his number. Wife will text with him and we plan to meet him. However we are still very busy. Any meetings will have to wait at least two weeks.

Plus there are several others we are just starting to get to know. It’s starting to seem this might take longer than I thought. We’ll see. We’re enjoying the ride.

Our Double Date with Misters A and B - Part 3

2009-05-27T21:13:00.003-04:00

We do have Mr. B’s phone number and the name on the caller ID matches what he told us several weeks ago. We feel much more confident that he will show. He's the first man we've met from AM.

We make our way into the third eating establishment of the evening. Wife orders a Mich Ultra and I get a Shock Top. It comes out with an orange slice which surprisingly goes well with the flavor. After a few minutes I see a guy that vaguely resembles Mr. B’s photo. I ask wife if she thinks that’s him, and she’s not 100% sure. At first he seems to be looking around, but then he picks a spot at the bar. We’re not sure it’s him. After a minute though, he’s looking around again and I give him a head nod.

We are seated at a square table and he sits next to Wife, opposite of me. He turns out to be a nice guy, which we expected from his emails. He has met a few couples before and was obviously comfortable with the situation. Our conversation covers many different topics, but rarely touches on anything sexual. I try not to take control of the conversation so that he doesn’t feel overwhelmed by my presence. There is a band and at times it is quite loud. Due to my position, I sometimes have trouble hearing the conversation between him and Wife, and even they had to lean together to hear. I left them alone a couple of times, the longest for about 10 minutes to be sure to give him a chance to get to know Wife. As the night gets older, I suggest that we take a walk in a nearby park. Everyone thought that was a good idea. I thought Mr. B might make a move like trying to hold my wife’s hand. At times I try to walk a little ways away from them so they can get close, but it never seems to happen. After about 30 minutes, we decide to call it a night. He hugs Wife and we head back to our cars.

On the way, I ask Wife what she thinks. She likes him, he was nice, but something was missing. Later, she told me that she tried to catch his eye but he would never look at her. He was not aggressive at all. We agreed that we need someone with more lustful desire. Someone that will let Wife know that she is hot and he wants her. Someone like Mr, C.

Our Double Date with Misters A and B - Part 2

2009-05-26T20:22:00.000-04:00

As we wait for Mr. A, we go over the menu. As I said before, we’re not shy of sushi, but we are not adventurous (OK, in some areas we obviously are, but not with raw fish). I pick a couple of new things we might try. Hopefully, Mr. A will be able to give us some guidance.

We talk about our feelings and expectations for the night and the nights to come. Wife repeats that with each guy that she’s comfortable with, she wants to try him out in bed before she picks the one or two that will be her regulars. Currently there are five guys that we have considered meeting. Here is my wife nonchalantly discussing having sex with 5 guys she has never met over the next month or so. :-)

In just a few minutes, the door opens and in walks … a couple. Not Mr. A. We have a good view of the door and every time someone comes in we see it’s not him. Pretty quickly a half hour goes by and we know we’ve been stood up. Our waitress answers our questions on the menu and helps us choose. We order a Scallop Dynamite Roll and Hibachi Scallops. Wife enjoys her flavored sake and I have another beer.

We had a great meal and good conversation. The food was delicious. We made good choices. While we were disappointed that Mr. A didn’t show, it certainly did not dampen our spirits. We decided that we would use the time before we meet Mr. B to go elsewhere for dessert.

Our choice for dessert is TGI Fridays. We share the Brownie Obsession and watch the people. It was fun and the dessert was terrific.

We leave in time to get to the place where we will (hopefully) meet Mr. B.

Our Double Date with Misters A and B - Part 1

2009-05-25T21:35:00.001-04:00

Saturday, I planned to leave work no later than one and a half hours before the meeting time with Mr. A for dinner. As the day presses on, it becomes apparent that we won’t be done at work. I decide that I can leave as late a 1 hour before and still get home, cleaned up and to the restaurant. I coordinate my departure with a coworker and let Wife know. As the clock winds down to the 1 hour mark, so does our task. We are on track to finish a bit early and I start to feel comfortable. Well, we hit a bit of a snag and things take a bit longer, but we finish with exactly 1 hour to go. I plan to make my exit. However, our lead wants to do a quick wrap up and discuss our next steps. OK, that should take five minutes. Except today it drags on and on. I find myself trying to quietly escape as I hand my coworker a note with my cell number and ask him to call me to let me know if we are working on Sunday. I dash out of the building to my car.

This normally wouldn’t be a problem. We would just call our dinner acquaintance, and let them know we were running late. However, Mr. A did not respond back to our last email in which we requested his phone number. Red flag? You bet, but not out of character for Mr. A. Remember that he has always taken a bit of time to read his email. So there is a possibility that he didn't get it.

So here I am, rushing to get home and to get ready for our dinner date, when we have some doubt that Mr. A will even show up. I have Wife pick out an outfit and lay it out for me. I run in, head straight to the bedroom, strip down, clean up, and get dressed. We’re out the door only a couple minutes late. We will probably make it there on time.

On the way we review a printout of Mr. A’s AFF profile. I would have liked to have time to review our email exchanges, but of course there was no time for that. We reviewed the questions we had previously written to ask at this meeting and added a few more. We are all set to pull into the parking lot right on time. Then we had one more set back.

We had never been to this restaurant before, but knew where it was. Or so we thought. We pulled into the parking lot of the shopping center, and the restaurant wasn’t there. We quickly figured out where it was and got there with only a short delay. We were less than five minutes late.

We walk in and look around. No single men looking anxious. We ask for a table for three. The place is small and not crowded at all. They bring out warm towels and we order drinks. I have a beer and Wife orders the 4 shot sampler of flavored sake. We’re glad that we made it (close enough to) on time and didn’t make him wait.

We talk about our upcoming meeting. The nervousness of the last two first meetings is not there. We’re getting to be veterans at this. I guess once you meet a young black man (oh, didn’t I tell you Mr. Z was black?) in public where everyone knows something sexual is going on between him and Wife, you know you can handle any of these meetings.

So now we wait.

Intro to Mr. B

2009-05-23T14:32:00.005-04:00

We met Mr. B on AM. Just a few days before we went on our trip, he sent Wife a wink and a private showcase key. She liked what she saw and read. He’s tall, fit, and a couple years younger than us. He said he likes to kiss a woman’s neck, fingers, breasts, all over; he’s very oral. Wife sent him back a wink and her private showcase key. He does live over an hour away, so meetings will have to be planned.

After he and Wife started emailing each other, we found out that he immensely enjoys being with a married couple. He’s tried it a few times and loves it. It’s good to know that he will be comfortable with this situation.

Anyway, he’s been pretty good at responding to emails in a day or so, but when Wife texted him, he was very slow to respond. Maybe he doesn’t text. That’s OK.

We meet him tonight for drinks after we meet Mr. A. I hope 3 hrs is enough time to have dinner and get to the second place which is about 20 minutes away. That shouldn’t be a problem, but you never know. We’ll use the time in between to discuss our impressions of Mr. A, and what we need to discuss with Mr. B. Twenty minutes may not be enough time for that.

I’ll let you know how it goes from both our “dates” soon, but remember I don’t think anything real interesting is going to happen. Then again, if she clicks with one of these guys, maybe something more interesting than sex will happen. Maybe she’ll make that special connection that will last a long time.

Intro to Mr. A

2009-05-22T22:07:00.000-04:00

Let me tell you a little about Mr. A. We met him on AFF. He saw our ad and wrote to us about a month ago, and we have been exchanging emails and pictures since. He is Wife’s favorite of all the men we have met. He is a couple years older than us and seems like a nice guy. We have had a bit of difficulty communicating with him. He seems to prefer to use AFF rather than the email address he gave us, and he only checks his AFF account every few days. (We also have had some trouble with AFF losing or censoring mail, but that is for another post.) Otherwise he seems very eager to meet us.

He is divorced and lives fairly close, close enough for Wife to stop in for a quicky when she wants. :-) He’s not very tall, but he is taller than Wife, handsome (not like me of course) and he says he has an athletic build. Interestingly, he is the only man not include a photo of his cock, and now that I realize this, I’m wondering how big (or small) it is. I don’t know if Wife has noticed this yet nor what she thinks about it.

We are meeting him for dinner on Saturday. We suggested the date and time and he suggested the place. He chose a nice Japanese place that is known for its sushi, but we’ve never been there. We like sushi but are a bit tame. We tend to stick with the California roll with the occasional spicy shrimp or blue crab roll and even more rarely a Hawaiian roll. Hopefully he has eaten here often and his superior knowledge will give him some confidence that will carry over into seducing my wife.

We don’t plan on anything happening at this first meeting. It’s just a chance to get to know each other. We will have dinner and a drink or two to see how we hit it off.

Besides, we have to meet Mr. B for drinks just 3 hours after we meet Mr. A. :-)

Ketchup - May 19, 2009

2009-05-19T22:17:00.001-04:00

Has it really been a week since my last post? I apologize.

I had planned on writing a post with an AFF review and I know you want to know what's going on since we met STM. Well not much in terms of Wife finding a lover. Plenty in the rest of our lives. This brings up a concern that I knew was coming. Our lives have gotten much busier and will be for several months. I will not have as much time to devote to this blog as I have in the past. I will try to post at least once a week, but I fear that even that is unrealistic. We have set a priority on making some time available to continue to find Wife a lover, but that is not as much as we had in the past.

All I can say is that I will try to post at least once a week with at least a short status.

So, for the last few weeks we have been emailing with 4 guys every few days. These are the top 4 that Wife has picked from the many we have had contact with. We will be meeting 2 of them Saturday night, one for dinner and one 3 hours later for drinks. I know, 2 in one night! However, these will be PG-13 rated meetings as Wife wants to take it slow. Wife has decided, though, she will meet and, if she is still interested, have sex with all 4 guys before she makes her choice of a long term lover.

I’ll let you know what happens.

Impressions of Ashley

2009-05-12T20:39:00.001-04:00

So it’s been three weeks since we signed up for 3 online hookup services, and two weeks since I wrote my first impressions of them. We’ve been getting a lot more action from these, well at least from Ashley Madison and Adult Friend Finder. The other one is small and there are not many members in our area.

Here are my updated impressions of AM.

First, what I like:
•    The mailbox is great. When you log on, you are taken to your mailbox, and it shows all your contact messages with other members (messages, winks, add to favorites, private photo keys). I like that it is all in one place. So checking for any updates is easy.
•    Open an email and there is a link to show message history for last 10 messages or 30 days with that member
•    Helpful help
•    And good getting started page - Helpful Tips for Using the Ashley Madison System. It’s hard to find though. I didn’t find it until doing research for this post. Go to the bottom of any profile, including your own, and click on “about member feedback [?]”. Check out their fun lists of acronyms and emotions. I’m sure you’ll find a few new ones.
•    Lists for favorites, keys sent, and block profiles – all available on the “Lists” tab
•    Feedback checkboxes at bottom of profiles
•    Easy navigation

Plenty of free services:
•    Anyone can send a wink
•    Including a wink that says sorry I’m not interested
•    Anyone can view profiles, many don’t have public photos, most of those have private photos, anyone can request a private photo showcase key and anyone can send their showcase key for free
•    Full function search
•    Favorites list
•    Email By name who has sent you a message
•    Emails showing a summary of how many members have put you on their favorites list, winks, showcase keys and messages you’ve received in the last 24 hours – but not by name
•    Emails showing new members in your area

Additional services available for a fee:
•    As of this writing, credits cost between $.25 and $.50 each, depending on how many you buy at one time, and never expire.
•    Only costs to send a message to a member for the first time (5 credits). After that the two members can reply all they want for free. Messages can contain alternate contact info such as email addresses and phone numbers.
•    Also costs to initiate instant messaging. (30 credits for 30 minutes, 50 credits for 60 minutes, with some limited methods to save minutes)
•    Collect messages (5 credits for the receiving (male) member, free for the sending member)
•    Priority mail (additional 5 credits)
•    Gifting (20 to 50 credits for gifts) Why, you ask. I don’t know. Why would anyone want an electronic necklace?

What I don’t like:
•    Fewer members in area. They seem to think that anyone in my state is in my area. I guess if you live in Rhode Island, that works out well, but in larger states these “members in your area” are more often than not, hundreds of miles away.
•    Chat box takes up 1/3 of the screen, across the top always. We don’t use the chat, because it could be me or Wife that happens to be logged in, and that wouldn’t be fair to a potential suitor. So this is wasted space for us, but even if you use it, it takes up too much space.
•    No couples selection. You can’t register as a couple nor can you state you are interested in anything but a male or female (but not both).

What I don’t know:
•    Apparently you can transfer credits to other accounts (for a 25 credit fee plus the number of credits you transfer). You can select the account number to receive them, and the number of credits. (Hey, give me credits rather than a fake necklace, moron.) I'm not sure how this really works. There doesn't seem to be much documentation on it.

Summary:
I like the way the Ashley Madison site is laid out. It is easy to use and the impression I got is they really want to help people connect. Their site reflects that philosophy. Sure, they want to make money but they let you know in the help section exactly which services are complementary and which will require credits (and how many credits). Another page, conveniently labeled “Buy Credits”, shows the price for packages of credits.

While it was a little slow at first, which we accredited to the fact that I knew and approved of Wife’s activities on AM, it soon picked up. The more likely reason is that there are fewer people on AM and therefore fewer people in your immediate area. We have been conversing with 4 guys on AM and have exchanged winks (including several (5) no thank yous) with many more. I’ll post more about them soon.

I definitely recommend Ashley Madison for people that are looking for long term relationships. If you want to hook up tonight, try somewhere else (like sending me an email, lol).

Meeting Mr. Z - Epilogue

2009-05-07T06:56:00.004-04:00

Friday we talk about the events of the previous night often. There are lots of double entendres and we have fun with it. We are both very happy.

Saturday, we go site seeing around the city. I try to not discuss STM or this lifestyle much. This is a romantic weekend away for us and we use the time to connect like any other married couple. (Although we do occasionally check our email and AFF and AM accounts.) We have a great time and serendipity smiles on us Sunday. Through a lucky break, we get to extend our vacation a few more hours before we head home. We take advantage of our luck and go to a nearby city and have a good time and a great late lunch.

This week we’ve been exchanging emails with several guys from AFF and AM and I’ll have to tell you about the potential new Mr.s sometime.

Meeting Mr. Z Part 4

2009-05-06T17:16:00.000-04:00

After STM leaves, we head down to the pool. She is happy.

And sore.

And not just her nipples and pussy. Her whole body and hips in particular are sore. He gave it to her good. And she loved it.

We talk about what happened and how we felt. Definitely no regrets. We are both ecstatic and content. It was such a thrill to see her having so much fun. Some people may ask: if I love her, how can I let her do this. I ask: if I love her, how can I deny her this.

Another couple gets in the pool. (If it had been the lesbian couple, I might have whole other series of posts, lol) I barely even notice they are there. I’m completely focused on my wife, and remember I just had my own personal porn show without any release. We spend about an hour in the pool and jacuzzi.

Once we are back in our room, off come the bathing suits and I fuck her. I don’t remember much foreplay. I don’t think either of us needed any. After a couple of minutes I pull out and we finish with a hand job. I cum much more than normal and shoot it farther too. We fall asleep.

At 3:30 I wake up and I’m aroused. I keep thinking of Wife and STM. They had so much fun together. I slide over to Wife and caress her. She wakes and kisses me. I gently touch her body. She is still very sensitive from the events early that night. When she is ready I get on top of her from behind. I’m laying down with my dick inside her pussy, my body touching her’s. It’s very gentle and intimate, very different from earlier. By 4:00 we are done and fall back to sleep.

6:30 I’m awake and ready. Wife is still on her stomach and I run my hands over her again. They find their way to her pussy. She is very wet. I enter her pussy from behind again. This time I’m sort of kneeling and she is turned sideways. The bed is good. It bounces just right for our rhythm, and we’re making that slap, slap, slap sound again, except this time it is me and my wife instead of STM and my wife. In a half hour we are done and falling back to sleep.

In the morning we get up, pack up, have breakfast and head out for our travel day and 3 days of vacation.

Meeting Mr. Z Part 3

2009-05-05T08:03:00.000-04:00

He comes in to the lobby a couple minutes later. Turns out his car didn’t fit the area and a guy sitting in his car in a hotel parking lot is suspicious. I guess there have been some drug and prostitute activity in the area recently.

As we enter the elevator, another hotel guest walks up and gets in with us. Turns out he is going to the same floor as us. We leave the elevator first and make our way to our room. Wife has trouble opening the door for a moment, and guess where our elevator friend is staying. Right next door. Our neighbor makes his way into his room just a foot from us as we struggle to get into ours.

Once inside, STM gets to business quickly. Kissing her neck, his tongue on her neck. She is surprised, but loving it. He has her shirt off quickly. So quickly I didn’t even see it come off. She is wearing a beautiful black bra camisole. He’s kissing and licking my wife’s neck, shoulders, breasts. It’s beautiful. She loves it. She is so happy.

He undresses her. And SHE LETS him! She is down to her camisole and boy leg panties. The two look so beautiful together. His hands are all over her. She looks at me and I mouth “Are you OK”. Her smile tells me she is more than OK. She asks if I’m OK and my smile tells her the same. STM spends several minutes touching and kissing her body.

Next he takes her panties off and puts his tongue in. He licks her for a long time. Wife’s face shows her joy as he eats her.

Finally he undresses, and wants his cock sucked. Wife doesn’t do that. He’s disappointed. She strokes him and gets him hard. He sucks her tits while she continues to stroke him. Later I realize this is the first time I've seen an erect cock, other than mine, in person. The fact that it's in my wife's hand makes it much better than any I've seen in magazines, videos or the computer. But I don't get to see it for long.

STM puts on a Magnum condom on and slides it in. OMG he’s fucking her. She is loving it! She looks so happy. He keeps it up for several minutes.

Later he has her turn over and switches to doggy style. Her knees are on the ground and her chest and head are on the couch. He goes almost another 10 minutes.

At some point I join in, kissing her and sucking her nipples. Now he is eating her again and continues for a long time. He asks if I want to jump in and get her wet. I eat her and slide my fingers inside her. Inside where his cock was just fucking her. Another man fucking my wife and now I’m eating her pussy.

After he takes a break, he puts on another condom and fucks her a second time. This one takes him a long time. How long, I don’t really know, but it seems like 20 to 30 minutes. Also, he is not easy on her. He wasn’t exactly gentle the last time, but this time he pounds away at her, making the distinctive slap, slap, slap sounds. He’s got her legs up in the air so he can go as deep as possible. It’s making her moan on each thrust. I wonder what our neighbor is thinking :).

While they fuck, I’m kissing her as her whole body is rocked over and over again. She tells me she’s had just about all that she can handle. She’s had close to 2 hours of bliss. He finally finishes, and at this point we’re done and thank him. He dresses and goes.

We wonder if the cops pick him up again.

Meeting Mr. Z Part 2

2009-05-04T14:58:00.000-04:00

We head out to the restaurant and arrive a few minutes after 6. We never were able to confirm with Mr. Z the new time. He didn’t have his cell phone and his work number went to voice mail. So we don’t know if he will be there when we get there or not until after 8. He chose today to sell his phone! We choose a booth in the bar area.

I sat on one side of the booth and Wife sat on the other. We ordered a couple of beers and some chips and salsa as we waited. It was obvious that we were married, and we had told the host and the waitress that we were meeting a man but didn’t know when he would arrive. At one point a guy in a basketball uniform comes in. I ask Wife if she wants to trade up. :)

Mr. Z shows up about 6:50 and the first thing we both notice is that he is a smoker :(. We were very clear that we were not interested in a smoker. However, he’s a fun guy and the smoky aroma is light and soon fades. We enjoyed a pleasant meal and a couple of drinks. The conversation was light and fun. We talked about where he has lived. He grew up in Atlanta. Where should we go if we visit, we asked. I don’t know; go to parties; that’s where you will have fun, he said.

He said he was thinking about moving to another city a couple of hours from here. He’s just bored where he lives now. Not a lot going on. We all discussed the pros and cons of various cities in the area.

We sat in the booth; me on one side and Wife and Mr. Z on the other. He tells her how attractive she is. Several times his hands made there way to my wife’s knee, then up a little to the inner thigh. Not too far up, but far enough.

The conversation turned to tonight; what might happen when we get back to the hotel. He had previously told Wife that he could stay all night if that’s what we wanted. That sounded like fun, but we’d have to wait and see. We talked about going to the jacuzzi either before or during a break. Mr. Z didn’t bring a suit, claiming we didn’t tell him to (although later I checked the text messages and sure enough we did and he responded OK).

He’s tall, dark and hold on, he can only handle one adjective at a time. Don’t get me wrong. He’s a great guy, but he can only concentrate on one thought at a time. If that one thought is pleasing my wife, I’m fine with that. So Mr. Z is Single Track Mind (STM). So STM is tall, dark and good looking. Also, he is much younger than Wife; 13 years younger. I wondered what everyone else in the restaurant was thinking about us. I clearly was her husband and they were sitting close.

After we paid and were walking out, the waitress called for me. I had left my credit card at the table. So I had to take a few extra seconds going back to get it. STM got to this car first, and let me tell you it was smokin’. It is interesting to see what people drive. I didn’t have any idea what he would be driving and we certainly weren’t driving anything but basic transportation. I could see him driving a sedan or an SUV, maybe with a little flash or a kick ass stereo. So anyway, when I say it was smokin’, I literally mean smoking. It was a nineties POS and created its own cloud. I told Wife that he must have just lit up a few smokes. :)

Since we took longer to get to our car than STM, we missed a light that he made. This light seemed to take 5 minutes. So we didn’t see what happened next. When we get back to hotel, there is a cop ahead of us in parking lot. We didn’t think anything of it, but when we come around corner, guess where cop car is - behind STM’s Smokin’ POS. What did he do? Just exactly what did he smoke? Is that the end of our fun for tonight?

Meeting Mr. Z Part 1

2009-05-03T21:31:00.001-04:00

It’s Saturday morning. Wife is sleeping and I’m sure most of you are as I start to write about our adventure of just 36 hours ago.

We got out of the house early. We were anxious to meet Mr. Z, and our meeting was planned at a restaurant near the hotel at 8. We thought a couple (but not too many) drinks would be in order. After that we would go to the hotel and see what happens. It by no means was a sure thing from our perspective.

So we hurried and got out early. Before we left we suggested to Mr. Z that we move the meeting up to say 6 if we get there early enough. He said OK. Then we get a text that he wouldn’t have his cell phone after 15 minutes. WTF! That is the number that we had always used to talked and text to him. Now, as we are about to meet, he gives us his work number. The area code doesn’t match and not just a little off. The online reverse lookup is not working completely, but it does tell us it’s a land line from a thousand miles away. So this was almost enough to scare us off. Finally I figure out that his company is using voice over IP and he probably isn’t a thousand miles away. We end up deciding that he probably is just as he has told us.

We get to the hotel and check in. It’s a nice upscale, but not overly pretentious hotel chain. After we settle in to our 2 room suite with a king size bed, we head downstairs for the complementary happy hour. As we enjoy a couple of drinks each, there is much talk about what might happen, about the hot black guy with a beard near us, and about our upcoming trip. I barely notice a couple sitting fairly close to us. She’s got short hair and he has stylish dreadlocks. I’m much too distracted by the evening’s possibilities to really take much notice of them. As I go to the bar (it’s a counter actually, but that doesn’t bother me here - maybe that’s because it has a granite surface) the woman smiles at Wife. When I get back she tells me and I realize the guy is a woman with braids and beads. Later she also smiles at Wife. They are so obviously lesbian. It’s hard to believe I missed it. Suddenly Wife’s options have increased. Lol. While Wife isn’t opposed to a little bi action, they weren’t her type.

We head out to the restaurant …

We Met Mr. Z

2009-04-30T23:02:00.003-04:00

Things didn't go exactly as planned, but we at least have a good story to tell. I'll tell you all about it as soon as I can.

Is There a Mr. Z Yet?

2009-04-26T22:15:00.000-04:00

As I said last week, we are going away for a weekend and decided to stay in a hotel Thursday night in another city. We went on Craigslist for that city and found an intriguing ad. He had pictures of his (large) cock, by itself and in action. He said he would seduce my wife in front of me and then please her while I watched.

So we sent him a long email describing ourselves and what we wanted. It went on to say that we would be there only for the night of the 30th and that we would like to email for a week, text for a week and then talk on the phone the last week.

His reply, “Of course”.

Not sure about this. I write 5 paragraphs and he comes up with 2 words. We send him back an email and ask him to describe what he would do with Wife and we include 2 pics, one showing her laying on her stomach nude and one of a breast. Nothing you could identify her by, but tantalizing. He sent back a face pic (and another cock pic). We’re learning not to ask him too many things at once.

Wife started off the flirting and it went back and forth for a few days. He was pretty good at that once he got started. But he never said anything about her pics. Wife was starting to get annoyed. She wanted to hear what he thought of them. Finally we asked him, and he never saw them. So we sent them again. That made him want to talk on the phone. It was still almost 2 weeks before we would be there and Wife was too nervous. She wasn’t ready to talk yet. We told him we would text the next week and phone him a few days later. At this point I think he thought that we were some guy trying to get him to write some dirty lines cause he didn’t try to contact us for 6 days.

On Wednesday, 4/22/09, when we were ready, I sent him a face and body shot of Wife (fully clothed). That got his interest up again, and he finally commented on the pictures – “You are stunning!” That’s what she’d been waiting to hear. That is when he finally became Mr. Z. That night they started texting, and the texts got Wife pretty excited. They continued this for several days. He was explicit when he should be, but also respectful of Wife’s limits.

This afternoon, it was time for Wife to call him. She was very nervous. When we grew up, girls didn’t call boys to talk about going out (let alone setting up a hot fuck session :)). I don’t really know if it’s different now, but she didn’t have any experience to help her. I tried to give her some advice, keep her calm, and make sure she was comfortable (and a bit horny, which helped). So she called him, and within a minute the awkwardness was (mostly) past. (It was a cell to cell connection that wasn’t very good. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” is not the most witty response to “I can’t wait to taste your pussy.” But other than that it went very well.)

He did want to talk to me. I think he just wanted to hear that there really were two of us. (A thought popped into my head about having Wife lower her voice and say “This is QM.” just to hear his reaction. Odd sense of humor, I know.) So Thursday night is all set up. We have our hotel reservations and we agreed on where to meet – a restaurant down the street from the hotel. That way we can all meet and see that we are all like we said we are before we commit to – well you know.

So will Mr. Z become the lover that Wife takes? In one sense, yes, assuming all goes well. He will be her first. But in a larger sense, no. He will be a one night stand, or at best a once or twice a year stand. Lol. Taking into account how far we have to drive and how far he has to drive, it totals about 150 miles. That really isn’t practical for more than a few times a year.

So who will be the lover? We’re working on that too!

Ketchup – April 23, 2009

2009-04-23T20:08:00.001-04:00

It’s been awhile since I posted. Five days. I think that is my longest dry spell yet. And even that post was a fantasy. So I haven’t shared anything about us in over a week. Must not have been anything to share. ;)

We did sign up for AM, AFF and another online site. As of today, we’ve had no luck on AM. Surprising, I thought that would bring out a, I don’t know, more sophisticated man. I think the fact that Wife did not hide that I know of her activities probably frightened off some. Wimps! :)

The unnamed site (AM and AFF are too big to fail, this one’s not, and you know my track record with endorsing sites, lol) has one interesting prospect, but he hasn’t been on since 2 days before we entered our profile. He would definitely find us if he did a search, and I think he would at least be interested. I guess we need to write to him. He lives about an hour away, but half way there are restaurants and hotels. What more do we need? :)

But we haven’t gotten around to that yet cause of all the activity on AFF. We put up a quick profile without much effort in it and got winks (and spanks), hotlisted and several emails. Then we went back and created a profile of which we can be proud (although our first one had more info than many others). This resulted in even more winks, hotlisting and emails. We are now seriously emailing with one guy, who we will probably meet, and started emailing with a couple of others.

(The AFF is a little confusing. We are standard members. I thought we would look around for a few days to see what it is like. Now I click on some things and it takes me to the order page. OK I guess I need to upgrade for that feature. That’s fine. But do I upgrade gold or silver? Nothing tells me what I can do as a standard member, as a silver member, or as a gold member (I think there are also VIP members). Usually at this point I just hit the back arrow and get back to the naughty bits. Yesterday, I finally went looking for a membership benefits or FAQ page. Couldn’t find one. So I thought, why upgrade? We’re getting more action than we can handle already. If they had just shown me a simple table listing what you can do for free, as a silver member and as a gold member, I would have already signed up for 3 months. I guess the marketing strategy is aimed at the single males.)

I guess at some point I am going to have to figure out how to tell everyone that we are not currently accepting resumes as we are in the process of interviewing candidates to fill the ~~slut~~ slot, but that should there be another opening we will update our profile and start looking again.

So the poll results were 3 for Craigslist, 2 for AM and 2 for AFF. After less than 2 weeks of data, we can reach some tentative conclusions. For us it looks like AFF is working out the best. I like that there is a form of feedback on the profiles. That probably means I’m going to have to figure out to which level we should upgrade. AM is not for couples and therefore probably won’t yield promising results. The unnamed site really only has the one prospect for us and we’ll see how that works out.

I haven’t said anything about Craigslist. I guess it’s been OK. It gave us Mr. X (a dud, but if he wrote to us today, we would go meet him), Mr. Y (nice guy, but the chemistry wasn’t there), and now Mr. Z.

Traveling Man’s Fantasy

2009-04-18T14:08:00.002-04:00

I have this fantasy. It was inspired by the phone call that DH got from his wife and by emails from readers. I dedicate it to a friend that is traveling right now.

A man suspects that his wife is having affairs. He has suspected for some time. The thing is it’s not hurting their marriage. She is always there for him and for her social responsibilities. Just now, she is happier and more energetic – in the bedroom and out.

When it began years ago, the husband suspected that she was going out on dates. You know, a full up affair. She may or may not have been having sex (but he suspects she was). Gradually she evolved her methods. She didn’t need the courting, the dining, the emotional attachment. What she needed was wild sex with another man (or two). Don’t get me wrong. She enjoyed the openly flirtatious innuendo, the suggestive text messages, the hidden smile or kiss. But that was just a prelude to some hot action.

The husband had long since realized that a happy wife is a horny wife and vice versa. Gradually the wife suspected that he suspected, but also that he enjoyed the fact that she was so wonton. She slowly stopped hiding everything. Her alibis were not air tight. She would “go out with a girl friend” only to find she called while she was out. Or she would go shopping for hours and return with nothing. She noted that her husband would never call her on these. He only smiled and was definitely hornier in bed on those days. Eventually, they had gotten to the point where she would just say she was going out for awhile with out any explanation. They both knew what that meant, but they still weren’t quite ready to discuss it openly.

Now the man is going away on a trip. He notices things in his wife that has his curiosity up; while she expresses the fact that she will miss him, she also seems excited; an increased interest in making sure she has electronic access to his itinerary and any changes; an unexplained receipt from a lingerie store. Is she planning on having an overnight guest?

On the second to last day of his trip, he sends her a series of texts. How’s ur day, I miss u, What ya do last night, Hope it was satisfying, etc. Then he sends her “Let’s have phone sex tonight. I’ll be at the hotel by 9. Call when u r ready.” A minute later he sends “And b sure t have ur favorite toy ready. I want to hear u cum while hes in u”.

After work, he grabs a meal and a few drinks. He makes sure he is in his room and ready by 8:45. He lays there waiting. He gets another drink from the minibar and selects a porno about MFM threesomes. And waits. 9:00 nothing. 9:23 still nothing. 9:38 nope. He thinks “She knows I’m sitting here naked and she’s making me wait. She is a thousand miles away and she is still such a tease.” Finally 9:52 he gets a text; “Ready?” He sends “YES!”

9:58 the phone rings. She’s breathing hard already. “Hi honey, I got started with out you.”
“Are you using your toy?”
“Yes, I have it in me right now. It feels soooo good.”
The husbands cock is rock hard. “I bet. Move the phone down so I can hear your toy fuck you.”
He listens as “the toy” slides in and out of his wife. He hears her moans. He also hears an occasional stray noise. Could that be the grunt or guttural uuhhhmmmm that her lover couldn’t hold back? The sloppy noises continue for what seams like forever. The wife’s moans are getting louder and louder (and so are those other stray noises). Finally the wife has lost all track of what is going on. The husband hears a slapping noise as well as a ungh ungh ungh in time with “the toy” sliding in and out. “Oh yes, Yes! Make me cum! Yes Yes Yes Yes OOOOOOOHHHHHhhhhhh OOHHHhhh OH OH OH OH OHOh Ohhh Ohhhh Oohhh Ohh god you’re the best.”

The husband starts to cum on that first long oh. A simultaneous orgasm from a thousand miles away. Later he thinks maybe all three came at the same time and that makes him smile.

“Honey, are you still there?”
“Yes”
“Sorry, I kind of got carried away with my toy.”
“I know. It sounded wonderful. I’m so glad you have that toy. You deserve anything that makes you feel that good.”
“Thanks Honey. Still coming home tomorrow?”
“Why? You want more time with your toy?”
“Ha. No, I just want to know.”
“Ok then. Yes, I’ll be home tomorrow.”
“Alright. See you then. Bye honey.”
“Bye, and I want to watch you fuck him.”

He hangs up the phone before she has a chance to reply.

Looking for Mr. Z

2009-04-15T21:26:00.000-04:00

After meeting with Mr. Y, we started looking for someone that is more likely to get Wife going. This can be hard to find in a long term friendship. So maybe we don't look for a long term type of thing right now.

We are headed away for a 3 day weekend May 1st - 3rd. We are driving to the city with the big airport the night before and staying at a hotel, and decided to have some fun. We looked on Craigslist (I know, 2 strikes already, I've got to get off my ass and sign up for AM and AFF, oh still 3 way tie, I like that) for that city, and found a guy looking for a couple like us. You know, one where he can fuck the wife :). He stated that he would seduce my wife in front of me. That confidence was a big selling point. Anyway, we've started emailing and exchanging pics. I wouldn't call him Mr. Z yet, but he's close.

Mr. Y The First Meeting Part 4

2009-04-14T11:58:00.002-04:00

So I asked Wife what did she think, and she said “I don’t know.” That pretty much sums it up. A woman knows if she wants a guy. If she doesn’t know, then she doesn’t.

I felt the same way. Mr. Y is a very nice guy and very likeable, but something was missing. The chemistry wasn’t there.

My uncertainties were first triggered by the face pic we found of him online. He looked like a nice guy, but I don’t know. Wife liked his pic and that was all that mattered. I didn’t tell her my thoughts. Then there was his choice of venue. That wasn’t an appropriate place & I had suggested a place 10 minutes down the road that would have been much better (with lots of eye candy for me!). Finally, when I talked to him on the phone for the first time when he was late, the voice I heard was friendly, like a friend. Is he going to be able to flirt with my wife? I didn’t mention any of this to Wife, she hadn’t heard him yet. I tried not to let these uncertainties influence our meeting. (Wife knows me pretty well and had no idea I had any uncertainties.) I gave him every opportunity. People can surprise you.

When we meet, we hit it off well. Like I said he is a nice, fun guy. It was going pretty well. (See, I told you I gave him a chance.) When we went to the second place, we thought he would start flirting, but he never did. Shit I even flirted with a woman at the bar who was with a guy and with the bar maid even though I was trying to be on my best behavior. This was Wife’s night for fun, not mine. (Sorry Wife, it’s who I am and you wouldn’t like me any other way.) To be fair though the bar maid flirted with me and I was just merely pleasant (until I gave her that look that made her wet when we left, oops). My point is there was plenty of flirting going on around us. This was the place for it. Go ahead say something provocative. Nice is good, but put a little edge on it.

While she was in the bathroom just before we left, he told me that Wife is beautiful. I said something like Yeah. But he continued with “She really is.” I’m thinking: What the hell am I supposed to say to that? And why aren’t you telling her? I thought maybe he had when I was away, but Wife tells me he didn’t.

So maybe I didn’t give them enough alone time, but I don’t think so. I’ll be sure not to make that mistake the next time we meet someone.

Still the night wasn’t a bust. We got to use our hand signals (but we need to work on them a little). Wife is not nervous to meet someone now, and I’m more comfortable too. She’s beginning to realize that men do find her attractive. We had fun and got some info on swinging. Also it was very exciting.

On the way home we decide that we don’t want to go to a club, we’ve had enough excitement for one night. At home, I take her in my arms and finish what I started in the morning. She told me she started off thinking about having both the guys shooting darts, but at the end, she couldn’t think of anything. It was one of the best she’s ever had.

Mr. Y The First Meeting Part 3

2009-04-13T20:21:00.000-04:00

The three of us chat for a few minutes and I suggest he go to the ~~bar~~ counter for a drink (I shake my head every time I write that). Wife & I talk in his absence. He is a nice guy and very likeable. She’s not nervous (much) anymore. When he gets back we agree that this isn’t the right place for this type of meeting, and agree that we will go to another place, a sports bar, when we finish our drinks. Our conversation is pleasant, light and comfortable. During the course of the evening, he answers most of our questions without us even asking. Either the conversation naturally goes there or he volunteers the info.

We leave for the sports bar (Unfortunate event 6). None of us really know this area and we rely on the GPS to find us an appropriate place. The sports bar is right across the highway; convenient. We find out that is in a motel, not just on the property. We were expecting a sports bar, not a motel bar. But it has a real bar and the atmosphere is appropriate for talk about sex. We grab a table where we can get close. It’s about to get good :).

I get us drinks, two Mich Ultras for them and a Sam Adams White Ale for me (It was gooooood. I could have had a few more of these.) We sit and chat until 10:30. We all feel quite at ease with one another, which seems a little odd considering some of the topics of conversation. We had a great time. And I didn’t even flirt with anyone else (much).

At one point, two guys came over to play darts near us. Let’s just say they were a tad younger than us, and they were attractive. One was muscular, more muscular than me, but not huge. The other looked Jamaican with neatly manicured dreadlocks down to his waist. I thought I’d like to see Wife with one of them. We watched their game and continued to chat with Mr. Y.

We had a fun evening. This was supposed to be a short meeting and we already went well past the time limit. So we thanked Mr. Y for a great time and excused ourselves.

On the way to the car, I took Wife in my arms and kissed her. I asked what she thought, and she said …

Mr. Y The First Meeting Part 2

2009-04-12T10:12:00.001-04:00

Oh What a Night! The nerves, the excitement, the anticipation.

Let me tell you it was … But I’m getting ahead of myself.

As I said we left a few minutes late. Mr. Y had suggested a place in the next city over from us. It’s in a nice part of town with many hotels, and the place is part of the Hilton complex. (Don’t read anything into the fact that it was at a hotel. That area is a tourist area and many restaurants and bars are on hotel property.) We’re coming from the north and will take us about 30 minutes. Mr. Y is coming from the south and will take him about 45 minutes. So we’ll probably get there in time to have a drink to calm the nerves a bit before he gets there.

On our way there we hit the first in a series of almost insignificant but unfortunate events. Nothing that would spoil the evening, thankfully. I’ve been to the Hilton. It is very nice, and I know where it is. Still I put the meeting place in the GPS just to be sure. As I’m driving down the street, I see the Hilton up ahead, but the GPS is telling me the place is farther. That’s when I realized he said it was part of the Holiday Inn complex, not the Hilton. Now I’m a little anxious about the venue. The Holiday Inn is no Hilton. I don’t mention it to Wife.

We pull into the Holiday Inn and park. We find our way to the place. It’s not attached to the hotel, but it is obviously meant mainly for the guests. It is much more casual than we had expected, and there are no tables available. That’s ok. We go up to the bar, except it’s not a bar. It’s a counter where you order drinks; no stools - unfortunate event number 2. I order an AmberBock and Wife gets a whiskey sour. Half way through filling my glass the keg blows. Ok, I’ll have a Shock Top. We find our way to a secluded area and find 3 chairs.

Drinks in hand, we sit down and chat. Surprisingly I’m not nervous. The Shock Top tastes good and goes down smooth. Wife seems (mostly) calm too. Every few minutes I get up a check for Mr. Y, since he is unlikely to find us easily in our secluded area. If he left when he said he would, he should be here, but it is still 15 minutes before our stated start time of 8:00. We finish the first round and I go get another. The keg’s been replaced and I get my AmberBock. (The Shock Top was better, but I’m driving and the darker beer is better if it warms since I have to drink it slow.) Unfortunately (number 3) Wife spills a little of her drink on her satin shirt and it stains.

Unfortunate event number 4: It’s karaoke night. Not only that, this is a family place and it seems that it is teen karaoke night. Really it was a mix of adults and kids performing. Some of the performers are good, a few quite good, but many, many more were not. They weren’t drunk enough to be up there and we weren’t drunk enough to listen to them.

Quarter after 8 and no Mr. Y. We discuss going to a club if we are stood up. I call him and find that there was an accident on the bridge into town from his direction. (Number 5). But he is past it and will be here in 5 to 10 minutes. Wife makes her way to the ~~bar~~ counter for another, I’m still nursing mine. On her way back, she walks right past him. Did she know it was him? I don’t know. I snicker. I know it’s mean, but I let him approach a few couples that vaguely match our description. After a couple of minutes, I call him over. …

Mr. Y The First Meeting Part 1

2009-04-11T13:24:00.000-04:00

Wife woke up early yesterday. She usually gets up after me, but yesterday she needed to get to work early. I had the day off and could have slept in. Wife wanted something though. She cuddled up next to me; my hands automatically start to caress her. Is she up early cause she can’t sleep? Why could that be?

We touch and kiss for awhile. It was so comfortable. I almost fall back to sleep. She takes my hand and moves it to her breast; the breast I had stopped gently squeezing. I resumed my caressing and increased to the level of teasing. In my groggy state, I realize I should stop. Tonight is the first meeting with Mr. Y, and I don’t want to dull the edge. I back off some.

She doesn’t. Instead she gets up and gets her toy; another strange behavior. I usually get the toy or tell her to. She doesn’t take initiative. However, I don’t let her use it. She turns it on and lays it between her legs, but that is all. Now I feel mischievous. If she’s going to use her toy to get herself all worked up, I might as well help her out. My hand finds its way down to her toy. I remember reading about a man describing touching a woman (his wife? I don’t know) while another man is enjoying her pussy. It occurs to me that that would be very exciting. Then it occurs to me that soon I may be doing just that.

I’m awake now and aroused. My hand plays with her lips, but stays outside. Pressure and movement; it must be devastatingly wonderful. The vibe from the toy is helping too. Wife is all worked up with no place to go. I stop moving to try to ease her back down. We hold each other for a long time. Finally, Wife gets up to get ready for work.

During the day I send Wife a series of texts that keeps her on the edge. I’m so bad, but she loves it.

Wife doesn’t get home until nearly 6:00. Our meeting (date?) with Mr. Y starts at 8:00. We planned to leave by 7:00 to get there early enough to have a drink or 2 before he gets there. She does bring home sushi for dinner though. We quickly eat and start to get ready. Wife wears a satin shirt and jeans over a gold and amber zebra print bra and lacey beige panties. She does her hair and makeup. She looks oh so good.

I review my checklist.
Art Mann: Tell our viewers Quiet Man, what do you bring to the first meeting of your wife and a potential lover?
Quiet Man: Well Art, you never know what will happen so you have to be prepared. I like to bring: the ring (I’ll explain that later), camera, batteries, blanket, beer, necklace, egg, lube and condoms.

We leave a few minutes late. Guess we’ll only have time for one drink.

Finding Mr. Y

2009-04-10T13:38:00.002-04:00

We took some time to determine what Wife wanted. She didn’t really consider being alone with someone. She wants me there, at least for now. She did consider a man, a woman (I voted for this one), and a couple. The couple was ruled out pretty quickly. She’s not ready for that yet. We thought about a woman, but Wife really wants to try man. Not only that, she wants two men at once. So we needed to find a man that would be open to that.

We returned to Craigslist. The poll is still open, but at last count, it was a three way (lol) tie between Craigslist, Ashley Madison, and Adult Friend Finder. Craigslist was the easiest. So that is where we went first. We did look at the m4w ads, but we concluded that Wife wants a m4mw, emphasis on 4w, but comfortable with MFM (maybe even a little oral attention for me, or someone to fulfill her fantasy). I went through the ads and kept any promising ones, about 48 in all. I ignored the one liners (unless they really caught my eye, but in the end they all got weeded out.) Come on guys. You're up against hundreds of other guys. Put in some effort. Last Saturday night, together we narrowed it down to three. Interestingly all three included cock pics. Not that that swayed us. Just interesting.

Here is what we found:
Weather is warming up and so am I guy for couples. He is the most bi of the three. He probably would like Confessor X’s latest threesome. Not sure I’m ready for that. His pic was from the neck down and he looked good.

Loves giving oral guy for couples or females. He is somewhat bi, but definitely more interested in the ladies. I was more comfortable with this. He looked like a prick. That’s all we could see in his pic. lol

Likes Jacuzzis and massage guy. He is straight but into MFM threesome where both men are pleasuring her. Oh, and he loves to please orally. (Noticing a trend here?) He too looked like a prick.

So we composed a response to one of the ads (weather guy). Said we were intrigued by his ad, described ourselves, what we liked to do, and what we wanted. We also included pic of Wife (neck down). And asked if he was interested?

We then tailored the response for the other 2 ads and sent them.

The guy with the weather is warming up & so am I ad never responded. To be fair though, we were having a bit of a cold spell that weekend. :)

The guy with the loves giving oral ad responded with a very polite refusal and wished us well. In fact it was so polite that I sent him a note thanking him for being such a gentleman and wished him well in his search.

However, just over an hour after we responded to the ads, we got a reply from Mr. Y (Jacuzzis and massage), although we were asleep by then. He liked our response, and said “She is very beautiful”. He is gentlemanly, respects limits, and sounds like fun. He gave us his first and last name (although it is a fairly common name), and his cell number.

I confess that we Googled his phone number & email address. We found a bit of data on a cuckolding site as well as mainstream (non adult) sites, including a face pic. There was nothing that contradicted anything he told us including his name. He appears to be completely honest and upfront with us. Mr. X, you could learn something from him.

We wrote back the next day that this is our first time and are not ready to talk on the phone. Wife wrote the first part of the email and I did the second. Wife talked about some of the things we might do. “I’d like to sit between two good looking guys while … each guy touching me just a little.”

I told him all the ground rules. (Nothing will happen at the first meeting. We must be discrete. Condoms are a required. etc.) I sure know how to kill a party. To make up for it though, I suggested a day and time to meet for drinks.

He replied that he’s ok with the ground rules and will definitely respect any limits. He confirmed the day and time and suggested a place. He also sent Wife a face pic (and it matched the face we found online). He’s a good enough looking guy. I mean he’s no Quiet Man, but not many are.

So we have a meeting with Mr. Y for drinks, and it is tonight.

He said, He said

2009-04-07T19:01:00.002-04:00

This morning, I woke up early. Wife was still asleep. I moved next to her, cuddling, holding, caressing. She woke up and we kissed. I got her toy, the only one we seem to use now, and turned it on. I laid it between her legs. Let the vibrations go to work. There was lots more touching.

I slid the toy in, just a bit at a time. Slowly going deeper and deeper. When it’s in, I place my fingers on either side of the toy, the joints where my fingers meet my palm press firmly against her pelvis. Gently caressing with firm pressure. The toy starts to back out. Twice I push it back in. The third time it falls all the way out. I replace it with my middle finger, and keep working her to her orgasm.

I whisper “Mr. Y said you are beautiful.” She liked that. I place kisses on her neck, ears, and mouth. My hand goes round and round. She’s getting close. “Mr. X wants to taste you.” That sends her over the edge.

After she basks in the aftergasm, I tell her to stand up and lean over the bed. Then I stand behind her and enter her. It is easy to slide in deep. I hold on to her hips (Ah hips) as I drive again and again and again and again. Finally, I explode inside her. As we lay cuddling, the alarm goes off. Ten minutes later I have to get up and rush to work.

Ketchup April 7, 2009

2009-04-07T06:33:00.002-04:00

And appearently Mr. X is still in the picture. He sent a message that made Wife VERY excited.

Ketchup April 06, 2009

2009-04-06T22:24:00.004-04:00

Friday night, she did.

We have a Mr. Y on the hook. Can we land him? We shall see.

Is it a Dream?

2009-04-05T17:04:00.001-04:00

Friday night. It’s hours after we went to bed. Hours before we get up. Suddenly, I’m awake. I’m wide awake and I have a hardon. I turn towards you. You lay sleeping half on your stomach, half on your side, turned away from me. Your bottom leg is straight, the one on top bent. I place a hand on your hip. Hips are one of the most perfect designs. They’re the structure for those delectable backsides, a place to hold on to your lover and pull them towards you. Follow it down the front to their pleasure zone. And they sway when you walk and get me all excited.

I move my hand up just touching the underneath and side of a breast. Slide it back down to your hip and down your leg – ummrrrm. I cup your ass check then I’m between your legs. You’re still not really awake, in a dream like erotic state and your pussy is wet. My middle finger finds your clitoris. My fore and third fingers apply pressure to the libia. The middle finger working it’s magic, flicking back and forth. Lightly brushing. Firm pressure. Light strokes again. Moments later, my finger has moved down to your entrance. It slides right in, fore and third finger can apply more pressure now. The middle finger moves deep inside, back out, in, out, in, out, in. I move my finger in a circle, one way then the other. In and out some more.

I take my hand away and move behind you. I slide my cock in, all the way in. You are so wet. I can feel your ass cheeks as I push deep in you. I like fucking this way. It feels so good. I don’t last as long as usual. You’re squeezing me. Are you cumming? I can’t tell. I can’t hold out any longer. I fill you and push all the way back in. Finally I kiss you.

Moments later I’m back asleep.

Ketchup April 3, 2009

2009-04-03T21:26:00.002-04:00

I heard the word Snowshoe in conversation today. Go figure. And it had nothing to do with snow.

(If you're the one who said it and you're reading this blog, you should be able to tell who I am. If you want to play with Wife and me, let me know.) Longshot I know.

We've been busy and haven't devoted much time to finding Mr. Y. Probably will look in earnest this weekend. No comments yet to help us choose an online site for this. Maybe I'll put up a poll - if I can figure out how :) .

Speaking of feedback, I found out how to add Reaction checkboxes for each post. You can just click on your choice and it tallys your vote without you having to leave the page. It's quick and easy. I see that my page load count is over 2000, but I have no idea if that's 2000 people that take one look and hate everything or if it's 50 people that follow my everyword. Go ahead, check a box, let me know. (BTY you can go back to previous posts and let me know which ones you like (or really didn't like) too. That's getting a little too pushy isn't it. Ok only do that if you want to. lol)

Wife’s New Fantasy - Epilogue

2009-04-02T16:25:00.003-04:00

I said that Wife’s new fantasy scares me a little. That’s because I like to please her. The story I told her excited me due to her reaction to it. The fact that it made her excited (more like nymphomaniacish) is what I like. I’ve always had fantasies and often I’ve shared them with her. She usually likes them, and we both get excited by them. However, she doesn’t usually come up with fantasies of her own to share with me. So finding one that she really likes is special. It scares me that some day we might just have to fulfill this fantasy. It also scares me that I will enjoy it due to her reaction. She was that excited.

By the way, she insists that eating the woman is not something she wants. She admitted that it excited her but that is not something she wants to do. We’ll see. I would bet we do that before we do the other.

Wife’s New Fantasy Part 2

2009-04-01T22:26:00.003-04:00

Saturday afternoon I took a nap with Wife in my arms. There was cuddling and a little fondling. It was a very nice refresher and a chance to be intimate without it being something more. I love my wife!

Saturday evening after dinner, we went to a neighborhood sports pub for a few drinks and an appetizer (We’ve really blown the eating out budget this month :)). It’s a family place so no chance of picking up someone. I did flirt with my eyes with the hostess. I’m pretty good at that. Wife says too good. But nothing was going to happen. The truth be told, she’s probably closer to half my age than my full age, but still she was enticed. It would have been fun to talk her into a three-way. I tried to start an innuendo filled text conversation with Firecracker, but she wouldn’t bite and kept things PG :(. Still we had a great time and we did get a bit aroused.

When we get home and go to bed. I caressed Wife using light touches again for a few minutes. Then I told her to get her toy and to come back with it in. I knew she was ready for it. I continued to caress her for a bit before I fucked her with the toy. After she is satisfied, I fuck her missionary style. It was a nice end to a nice night. Or was it?

Remember that we took a nap Saturday afternoon, which we usually don’t do. So at 3:30 I’m awake. I place my hand on Wife’s neck, lightly but firm enough so she can feel the strength in my hand. I leave it there for a few minutes while she wakes up. My hand there always gets her wet, but she says she doesn’t like it. After she’s awake and worked up, I climb on top of her and hold her arms down. We usually sleep naked so there are no clothes to get in the way. “Maybe I should tie you up” I whisper. I lean forward and do that little half pucker/pout that makes my lips so kissable. I keep just far enough away so that she can’t kiss me. I tease her for nearly a minute. Then we kiss and kiss hard. I’m still holding her down.

I tell her a story:

There’s a woman here, kneeling over your face. She’s lowering to your mouth. You can see the cum inside. It’s my cum. A man crawls between your legs. It’s her husband. He starts to eat you as you start to eat her. He licks your pussy till you cum. You’re still licking her pussy. He moves up and starts to fuck you. I come over so she can suck me. The sight of you licking his wife while she sucks me after I’ve cum in her is too much for him. He cums in you. I move between your legs. There’s a small pool of white cum at your opening with a promise of much more inside. I lick it up. My tongue dives deep inside and scoops up a tongue full of his cum. I show you then close my mouth and swallow it. I go back between your legs and lick up every drop.

Wife cums hard and I fuck her.

Wife’s New Fantasy

2009-03-31T21:07:00.004-04:00

Thursday night we were tired and just had a quickie. A little foreplay and the missionary position. It was all over in less than 20 minutes.

So Friday night I made up for it. It started as just some light caressing, just little touches. Then just one finger. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Recently, Wife shared her interest in a blossoming fantasy. I have seen this particular fantasy in the past, but I haven’t put myself in the place of the men in it. I’ve found it more interesting than arousing. Friday night I had been surfing the web, right before bed, which made me quite amorous, and decided to entice Wife with an example of her fantasy I found a while back in Allie’s blog. I brought the laptop to bed.

As she reads the posting, I lightly caress her, her whole body. I barely touch her. As she finishes reading, she is ready for more. I like the way this fantasy excites her! I use just one finger as I touch her pussy. She is so wet. I slide it in her and it’s not enough. I slip another in. That’s going to do it. I move the two fingers in and out at the same time but also continuously curl them independently. She very quickly reaches the state I like. She starts orgasming and stays there for nearly ten minutes, either having an orgasm or enjoying the after effects. Again and again, neither one of us can tell how many. Finally, my hand and arm can’t take anymore. I shift around and enter her with my cock. She is still so worked up that she has 2 more orgasms before I finish. Exhausted we sleep well. :-)

Saturday morning we pick up the laptop and find Cate’s Blogiversary recap post. Wife finds this interesting (not as much as Allie’s post, but still interesting). The fact that she is interested in a blog about adultery surprises me. This leads to a blow job that switches to a hand job and finishes with a blow job before we even get out of bed.

I certainly find Wife’s fantasy more enticing, which scares me a little.

It’s Tuesday Already?

2009-03-31T20:30:00.003-04:00

I’m so far behind. Spring has sprung and I didn’t feel like writing. From checking the blogs I read, neither did anyone else.

Mr. X has apparently decided not to meet. He has good reasons for his decision and we respect it. Really I’m guessing his reasons are good. Why else would any straight man not want a chance to be with Wife? He hasn’t communicated with us since last Tuesday, so we don’t really know. I’ve come up with loads of reasons:

Perhaps he’s met someone else who answered his ad.
Maybe he’s married and decided not to go through with it (although this is not his first encounter of this type).
There’s a chance he never intended on meeting in the first place.
It could be that he truly is too busy with work.
My favorite is that he misrepresented himself in his ad and was too embarrassed to face us :-)

Whatever the reason, we don’t hold any resentment and will (probably) respond if he does contact us. We will take it from there, but he will have to show that he is willing to be more than pen pals.

I said that I would refrain from naming Mr. X until we meet. I had some candidate names selected (and this weekend a few less flattering ones came briefly to mind). So Mr. X will retain that moniker. I think I will use this convention for all the candidates. You only get a letter at least until we meet.

Now we are in search of Mr. Y. How do we do it? Mr. X came from Craigslist. He has many comrades there. You do have to sift through a lot of one liners and illiterate garbles to find a few promising candidates. I suspect this will be true for most search methods. There are other online options: Adult Friend Finder, Ashley Madison, others. Anyone have any experience (pro or con) with these or other sites?

I suppose we could try in real life methods such as meeting someone at a bar (or club lol). Are there other places? I’m not sure how this would work. They get to see and talk to you before you know they are OK with what you want. Loses much of the anonymity. It’s going to be pretty easy to remember “That’s the couple who’s looking for a guy for her!” Couldn’t risk getting that reputation at a place even if it was an hour away, cause it’s a small world.

We would greatly appreciate your words of wisdom either in a comment or an email from my profile page.

Now I have to get busy writing a post about Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights …

Ketchup March 25, 2009

2009-03-25T17:59:00.007-04:00

Miscellaneous items that have happened lately, not the main course, i.e. no sex (probably) just a condiment

Mr. X's unexpected trip has been extended. We did not meet him last Sunday, nor Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday for that matter. At one point I thought maybe he found my blog and was scared off, but we believe that he has just been unusually busy lately. We will meet, I'm just not sure when.

I mentioned that Suburban Hotwife made a post. She mentioned Me! That was a very pleasant surprise. I didn't get a chance to post a comment Saturday night, but I woke up in the wee hours and did. Afterwards I checked my blog and the page hits count has gone way up (and continues to) thanks to her. Then I see it. I have a follower and it’s SH! I still can’t sleep, but I’m happy. I crawl back in bed next to Wife and we cuddle while she sleeps. I finally sleep too. Life is good.

Sunday night my wife stayed up later than I and she eventually read SH’s blog. She followed the link in her latest post to this blog. Wife read several posts and came to bed, but didn't wake me. In the morning she said "You've been busy" with a big smile. Tuesday night she read all the posts and comments from the beginning. So now she knows and she’s happy.

Saturday Just Keeps Getting Better

2009-03-25T15:38:00.009-04:00

We went to our appointment on Saturday, and at one point, even though I had brushed my teeth, I could still taste Wife from our Afternoon Delight, faint but definitely there. :)

Following our appointment, we had dinner with another couple; one that we have both fantasized about before. I hadn't seen the wife in a few years. She's a bit older, but still hot. Years ago we had mutual crushes on each other. I was way too timid about these things back then to even playfully suggest anything. Now they are too good of friends and connected with the rest of real life that we couldn’t risk losing them.

Anyway we have a good meal and great conversation. It was a lot of good clean fun. After we get home, Wife not so subtly suggests another show. She likes the outfit I wore – button down shirt with jeans, more rugged than before. I let her know in a kind way that I probably won’t tonight (knowing that I probably would).

Then a wondrous thing occurs, I find Suburban Hotwife has made a post, her first in more than a month. Maybe my luck with following sites is getting better. (Now if I could just get Allie and David to post an update.) The day just keeps getting better.

At bedtime, I wait until Wife is in bed. I turn on the radio and search for a suitable song, but can’t find one. “Oh well, I guess I can’t dance without music.” At her urging, I go through the stations again and find Mustang Sally performed by Wilson Picket.
Thumbs on my belt.
Thrust a shoulder on each beat.
Shirt Unbuttoned.
Her hands on my chest.
All the while my hips are moving to the beat.
Shirt off shoulders.
That devilish smile again.
Shirt off and twirled in air.
Tossed in her direction.
Belt undone and slid back and forth.
Then the button to my jeans opened, zipper down, pants down.
Show off my butt again in my boxer briefs.
Now my boxer briefs start coming down, can’t quite see my cock yet and …

Mustang Sally was written in 1965 and is short by today’s standards, especially if you are stripping to it.

… commercial comes on. “Too bad.” “No, Please.” I find another song and finish my show. I used my hands to give her an orgasm, and we finish with her sucking my cock.

Yes Saturday was a great day.

Afternoon Delight

2009-03-22T20:57:00.008-04:00

Saturday was an amazing day! We heard from Mr. X on Friday and may meet on Sunday. Suburban Hotwife’s Husband made some posts this week after a long hiatus. Saturday morning I found a comment to his blog from SH. She breaks her silence! We even exchange a few remarks. This is going to be a great day.

Wife was out shopping. After she comes home, she walks out of the bedroom wearing a new nightgown and panties that she bought. This is going to be a great day and it’s only 1:30. I had been working on the laptop, so I found a story about a hotwife (I won’t say which one due to my track record of public endorsement for cuckolding sites, lol) and had her read it while I lay behind her and caressed her. As she read, I used her toy to bring her to her first orgasm. It took forever for her to read the short story. I guess I was distracting. At one point in the story, the man went down on the hotwife. So I went down on my wife. I don’t do this very often and she loved it. I licked and sucked her clit for a long time, but I couldn’t give her an orgasm. She says that it feels so good that it is like a continuous orgasm and just as satisfying. Later she told me that she thought of how Mr. X would be doing that soon and wondered if it would be even better. I used my hands and fingers to give her a second orgasm. I let her finish the story and then climbed on top and enter her. She lifts and spreads her legs as she does when she is really horny. I bring her to another orgasm. We finish with another handjob for me while she has me think of anything I want. I thought of the hotwife and her husband and all the things they’ve done together after she’s been with other men. It was very satisfying :D.

I look at the clock. It’s 3:20. We have to rush to leave for an appointment. She didn’t get to show me the other panties she bought and I didn’t get to ask who she bought them for. Yes it is a great day.

And it’s not done yet…

Catching Up Since Wednesday

2009-03-21T09:48:00.006-04:00

Thursday night I asked for and received a blowjob/handjob. We usually don't just do me because I enjoy seeing her have pleasure. As we were tired and needed to get to sleep soon, Wife was happy to oblige me (this time). Wife told me to think about me, her and one other person to join us. Of course, I thought of Firecracker. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and Wife never asked who I was thinking about. It was fairly quick and then we went to sleep.

Last night we went to dinner with Firecracker. It was a last minute decision to go out for a drink, that turned into meeting Firecracker for a drink, that turned into meeting for dinner. As we had a few members of both our families present, there were only veiled innuendos of past events and secretive smiles. We had a delicious meal and drinks at a seafood restaurant that lead to a night of ... watching TV. As we were catching up on some shows on the DVR I received a text from Firecracker. She had intended to invite us back to her place for a beer (Do you think she meant "and maybe something more?") but forgot. Next time maybe we'll make something worth writing about happen.

In regard to meeting with Mr. X, we hadn't heard from him since last Sunday. We were beginning to wonder. Finally on Friday afternoon I received an email. He got called out of the country on business and apologized. We may get to meet tomorrow, but maybe not. As always, I'll keep you posted.

Snowshoe and Hand Signals

2009-03-18T20:04:00.003-04:00

I’ve never used the word Snowshoe in an actual conversation as far as I can remember. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Snowshoe in real life. Sure I’ve seen them in media, but I’ve never come across one and wouldn’t know how to use it if I did.

But Snowshoe has become very important to me. It is our safe word for this activity. If either of us or one of our lovers use it, it is time to stop and find out what is wrong at a later time. It could mean I just need you to slow down, or it could mean OMG my sister’s best friend from Omaha just walked in, you probably should stop kissing my wife. All involved will know this word.

Another thing for safety that Wife and I created is a set of hand signals. Only she and I know our signals and what they mean. We display them very casually and they don’t shout "What the hell is he doing with is hands?" We have signals for a few basics words and phrases. They are:

I want to have sex with him now!
(or if I use it: Do you want to have sex with him now?)
Yes or OK
No
Maybe
You
Me
Him
Leave

I’ll let you know if this was necessary or if it even worked. It’s kind of hard to notice them when you are in conversation, let alone when distracted by meeting a potential new lover.

The Club

2009-03-17T15:58:00.009-04:00

Note: This post written on 3/15/09 but posted 3/17/09.

Last night Wife and I met some friends at restaurant for dinner and drinks. Well things are pretty tame with this crowd. So the discussions were pretty mild. If they only knew!

I always like this restaurant because that is where we had a dinner some time ago with a friend. Wife and Firecracker had each been overworked by business and personal commitments and I had decided that I would drive that evening so they would be free to enjoy themselves. This quickly turned into me being referred to as their chauffeur and my SUV as a limo.

Now, before the big night, I had been flirting with Firecracker for several years. I had hinted to Wife that I’d like to have a 3 way with Firecracker. She usually said no. So I started telling her that I wanted to try some fun with others again. This led to some conversations about what each of us wanted and liked in this area. Wife did not like being left out. For example when we flirted when Wife wasn’t there and when we flirted by text. We really liked the text flirting. So I started to share all my flirtations with Wife. I would tell her about things that happened in person and I went through all my emails and text with her. This helped to calm Wife’s fears and she changed her answer to maybe about a week before the big night. I know maybe is very close to a yes.

The week leading up to the big night, our flirtations heated up significantly, culminating in texts the day before where I suggested we go to the restaurant and a topless bar. She replied that it would be cheaper if Wife and she put on a show. I replied that it would also be a better show and suggested that I give them a show. Later on she suggested that we have a plan B because this restaurant can have up to a 2 hour wait. I said I’d put on a show. She liked that. Of course I showed Wife these texts and asked if she was up for some fun. She said maybe.

On the big night I drove over to Firecracker’s house and we picked her up. On the way to the restaurant the conversation was slightly risqué. I mentioned a trip outside at 3am to shut off noisy sprinkler that I made in the nude that week, and the conversation got rolling. We did have a bit of a wait and my show was mentioned repeatedly. I stated my intention to get them both drunk to which they did not object. After a great meal and 2 strong drinks, I asked for suggestions for where to go for drinks. I got none. I told them I had ideas from titillating to OMG. They said that sounds good. I mentally dismissed any PG-13 venues.

I told them that we'll go to a club first. I guess they didn't know of any clubs in the direction I was driving other than gentlemen's clubs. We had talked about an adult bookstore as a possibility for later on, but that was just kidding (sort of). So I wasn't thinking of a strip club, but neither lady objected. As we drove, the conversation continued and everyone was quite jovial. After a couple of minutes, I asked which club they wanted to go to. I got answers that didn't make sense. 'You pick, you should know which ones best' and 'I don't know, I've never been to any of them.' That's when it hit me. We all had a good laugh, and they had a slight sigh of relief (and possibly a little disappointment). We headed past the 'clubs' and went to a 'bar'. We all thought we still might end up at a 'club' later.

At the bar there were many martinis, roving hands, naughty texts, sexy heels and stairs. In one text, Wife's maybe changed to yessss. It was a great time. When we left I asked if they wanted their show now and they both said yes. So I drove to a secluded area and had them sit in the backseat. I climbed in between them, put on Sharp Dressed Man and proceeded to perform for them.

I wore black slacks, dark gray button down shirt, black belt and shoes, and black boxer briefs, and looked Good. I found out that it is really difficult to dance in a vehicle, even a large SUV, but I managed, and apparently did an excellent job.

Unbuttoned my shirt. Swayed, flexed muscles, gave a devious smile. Shirt off. Unbuckled belt. Slid it back and forth. Shoes and socks off. Danced some more. Now’s the time quit or do it. They were quiet but seemed to be enjoying the show. I’m glad I got them drunk (and so were they!) I decided to press on. Pant unzipped pelvis thrusts, pants down. Just my boxer briefs left.

I showed off my butt in my boxer briefs, moved to the music. I turned around and teased them by stroking my cock though my shorts. First I brought my hands in from the sides thumbs out finger down encircling my package. I moved closer and closer, then a few full strokes. Finally my underwear slowly came down. Both ladies were quiet but had huge grins. I kissed Wife. I kissed Firecracker, our first kiss. We listened to a few songs, and talked. Both ladies had been slightly nervous during the show, but not enough to tell me to stop, and they definitely enjoyed it. So I didn't spoil the evening by try to make something happen. After about 10 minutes I got dressed & we went home. Nothing happened with Firecracker (that night).

Last night nothing like that happened, but we both recalled that night & talked about it on the drive home. Once there we replayed what happened that night when we got home.

I gave Wife another show. This one was much better; so I'm told. My hips & torso moved to the music much better. Wife loved it & was well worked up by the time I climbed on top of her. I teased her pussy with the tip of my cock, lightly touching the lips, the clit & the entrance. Then changed to sliding my cock along her pussy, not inside, outside. This gave a lot of pleasure all along her pussy. Soon she was shifting position so that I would slide in and I did. I fucked her for only a couple of minutes before she started to involuntarily squeeze me cock in the beginning stages of an orgasm. I couldn't hold out and we had simultaneous orgasms, which is rare for us since I usually make sure she has at least one before I do.

We laid together and drifted off to sleep. In the morning, I watched her. She was on her stomach, nude with the sheet down to her lower back. She is beautiful. I got the camera and took a picture to send to Mr X. He has one from the front and has said many nice things about it. Of course Wife woke up but happily agreed to consider sending it to him. Soon she will be laying, legs spread for another lover to kiss and tease her. That led to another session.

Later today, as she napped I slid up next to her and messaged her body. We talked about many opportunities. I told her that I would take her to a hotel. I would go to the bar and meet a prearranged contact. After I felt comfortable with him, we would head up to the room, where Wife would meet us in a nightgown. She would greet him and be in bed with him within minutes. I ended up giving her an orgasm with my hand down her shorts.

I knew the sex ban wouldn't last.

First Meeting Update

2009-03-16T20:57:00.002-04:00

After unsuccessfully trying to accelerate the first meeting, we are working on setting something up for this weekend. Don't get too excited expecting an adventure. Wife is adamant that nothing will happen at the first meeting. However she has been known to change her mind :).

Wife and Mr X have been exchanging emails describing what they would like to do. It is very exciting to hear what both would like to do and they sound compatible. Here's a secret. Wife and I talk about what she wants to say and I draft her emails. She reviews and modifies them. It is quite humbling (and exciting) ghostwriting dirty letters for your wife to share with a man she's about to meet. I have to draft another tonight.

I've been technology challenged yesterday and today. I have a post I wrote yesterday, but it is stuck on a device that won't interface with my computers right now. I think I know what is wrong now and I should be able to fix it by tomorrow.

No Early Meeting :(

2009-03-14T15:05:00.002-04:00

Looks like meeting Mr. X (I haven’t named him yet because I think I should meet him first to make sure the name fits, but I have a couple of ideas already.) won’t happen before next weekend. Trying to arrange three schedules just isn’t working out. Now I’m really regretting agreeing to the no sex until we meet him arrangement. I have hope that she won’t be able to hold out either.

Speaking of that, I’ve been abstaining for a few days longer than Wife. Wednesday night was the last time we had actual sex (lots of petting going on since then) and she really enjoyed it. For Valentine’s Day, I got Wife a new toy. It is bendable and can hit just the right spots. It has only 2 speeds though and even the low setting is a bit too much for Wife when she just wants a nice warm feeling. So I thought how about using old batteries. I hid the new toy with the weak batteries under my pillow and pulled it out when she got in bed. She didn’t really want it at first until I turned it on. High was just right for it to lay between her legs as we talked.

After awhile she was quite turned on. I moved the toy across her pussy. It has lots of ridges to massage her clitoris. I then started to slide it in to her. She loved this, but at some point the weak batteries just weren’t enough and I switched to the good ones. I fucked her with her toy for a few minutes and my arm started to cramp a little. I shifted positions for better access which put my cock and ball next to her hand. She grabbed my balls and held them. A few years ago I devoted myself to pleasing my wife completely. Everything we did sexually was for her pleasure. Luckily she enjoyed seeing me have orgasms. She also developed a passion for holding my balls while I pleased her. The better I pleased, the tighter she would squeeze. I guess she thought I wanted to play this game again, or maybe she didn’t care what I wanted, she wanted it. So I continued to move the toy in and out and around with the added guidance of my wife’s grip. It was about 15 minutes before she had at least one strong orgasm.

At this point my cock was not only rock hard, but twitching. We laid together so she could bask in the after effects of a good orgasm, her hand still holding my balls, my cock twitching on her arm. After several minutes, she said ‘Honey I love you. Goodnight.’ Apparently she still takes great pleasure in knowing that I’m just about ready to cum but leaving me to lay next to her so she can feel my hardon until she falls asleep. Thirty minutes later I fall asleep.

So I’ve gone since Monday, she’s only gone without since Wednesday. We are going out tonight; I’ll probably be able to seduce her.

First Meeting Moved Up?

2009-03-12T21:57:00.006-04:00

Here are the texts I exchanged with Wife today:

Thursday morining
Me: Next weekend is so far away
Wife: I guess you haven't checked the email. We have a conflict.
Me: :( Maybe we could go earlier
Wife: Yeah
Me: So eat & meet, leave early
Wife: Sounds good to me :)

Later Thursday evening
Me: Sure you don't want to meet tomorrow night? It's just an hour or two?
Wife: idk

Previously she always said no.

Me: Hmmm. Want to see if he's available?
Wife: I guess so
Me: Wow :) :) :)
Wife: :$ (blush)
Me: Ok when I get home I'll write an email
Wife: Did we talk about this Sunday?
Me: Ok that will give us a couple of options :*
Wife: :*

So we've asked. Wish us luck.

And we've agreed - no sex until we meet him.

HNT: My First! My Last?

2009-03-11T14:46:00.001-04:00

OK I know it’s Wednesday, but I probably won’t get a chance to post tomorrow. Anyway I used HNT as my inspiration for my profile photo. I took it this morning. Leave a comment to tell me what you think.

Oral Promises

2009-03-10T17:14:00.002-04:00

Last week I was perusing the personal ads. I looked at ads for couples seeking couples and saw some I liked, but none that I thought Wife would go for right now. I looked at ads for men seeking couples. Obviously most of these men are bi. While I’m not afraid of another’s cock touching me while my wife plays with him, not being bi I’m not what they are looking for. I did see an ad for a man seeking a cuckolding couple. I mentally put that one down as a possibility for the future, but I think he may want me to join in in ways I'm not ready to do.

I looked at ads for women seeking couples. A few looked good to me, but I don’t think Wife wants that just now. I looked at ads for women seeking women. While Wife would probably like this, she isn’t ready to initiate contact alone. I didn’t think the other woman would appreciate my presence when they meet. I looked at ads for couples seeking women. Same concerns as above.

I looked at ads for men seeking women. Wow, lots of ads! Lots of strange ones. A few pics of some pretty good looking bodies, I must admit, mixed in with many more that were, well, not. I did see a different ad from the man seeking a couple (his pic was ok). So maybe he would work out. Finally I saw an ad that looked promising, a man close to Wife’s and my age was looking for a woman to enjoy his oral talents NSA. Wife really likes having her pussy licked but over the years I’ve come to like it less and less. Someone that really likes to do something will probably be much better at it than someone who finds it ok. So the opportunity to give my wife something she really wants, performed by a man that can do it better than me, is too much to ignore.

He made it clear that there is no possibility of intercourse. While in my mind this limits their fun, I know Wife would see this as a way to start slowly. The ad seemed like a really good fit for us.

So I show a few of the better ads to Wife on Friday evening, and she is intrigued by the last one. After a hot session in bed ...

My naked body laid next to hers. I run my hands over her arms ever so lightly. Not a word is spoken. The gentle touch causes the little hairs to stand up. After a few passes I switch to a firm caress which conveys just enough of the strength in my hands. I alternate, gentle and firm, gentle and firm, and expand my range to other areas, the shoulders, the neck, the ears. Finally, I include the breasts, gently teasing the nipples which have been begging for attention.

Many minutes later my hand is on her thigh. Light strokes up, firm strokes down, each time getting a tiny bit closer to where she wants me to go. I stroke the outside pussy lips lightly, barely touching them. She can’t stand it. She loves it. I get firmer avoiding certain parts. The thumb and two fingers gently “kiss” her pussy. I don’t know if she understands the symbolism or just loves the pleasure.

I pass a finger over her clitoris. Then again. Now on the down stroke it just barely enter her. She is going wild. I continue to slowly go deeper while not forgetting to include her clitoris. Many minutes later I feel her start to tighten. It won’t be long before she has an orgasm. I keep going until she starts those wonderful rhythmic spasms. Soon she grasps my hand silently telling me to stop. I hold still as wave after wave of pleasure passes through her body.

When she recovers, I slide on top of her. I don’t tease anymore and the time for light touches and gentleness is over. I enter her again, this time with my cock. She is so wet and squeezes me. I move in and out quickly. It’s my turn and this is for me. The fact she likes it is all the better. I pound away until I'm done.

... as we cuddled, I asked her if she still wanted to me to respond to the ad, and she said yes. So Saturday morning I sent a reply describing my wife including a picture, indicating that she was intrigued, and asked if he was interested and what he would do with her. All day Saturday I would check my email for a reply whenever I was near a computer. By Saturday night, still no response :(. I checked again Sunday morning and no reply. So that led me to two possible conclusions: 1) he won’t check his email until Monday, or 2) he’s not interested :(. I decided that we wouldn’t know until Monday.

Sunday afternoon I’m finalizing my first post and OMG there’s a reply! A chill runs down my spine right to my crotch. There is a man within minutes of my house that wants to eat my wife! I send her a text “You have a reply! ;D” Her reply “:)”.

He sounds like an intelligent, fun and respectful man. We’re exchanging emails and making arrangements to meet, but that probably won’t happen for a more than a week. Life gets in the way of fun. I’ll keep you posted.

Note: Edited 3/11/09 to clarify some points

Starting Point

2009-03-08T18:39:00.005-04:00

An Introduction:
My wife has decided that it is time to take an additional lover. Since early in our relationship I have told my wife that she can sleep with other men. And we have fantasized about it often in the bedroom. I’ve made love to her while discussing other men, specific men by name. She has enjoyed this immensely.

However, this had remained our fantasy until a few years ago. She was ready to take the next step. She got an account on Adult Friend Finder and was quickly exchanging emails with several other men, local men that she had real opportunities to meet. We openly talked to each other about her with other men, what she wanted, and how we could get it. This talk wasn’t just in the bedroom (although those talks continued :)) and it became very nonchalant.

I remember sitting on the beach at a resort where the staff had lined up lounge chairs in pairs with an umbrella and six feet separating each pair from the next. It wasn’t very crowded at this time of day, and we talked in normal voices. The chairs closest to us were vacant, so there was sufficient privacy. We were having a conversation about what Wife wanted in her new relationships. I guess we weren’t quite quiet enough because at one point, a woman sun tanning on her stomach 15 feet from us picked her head up and gave me the oddest look. At first I took it for disgust, but I didn’t care and we kept talking. Obviously she had heard enough to know what we were talking about. Later I caught her stealing glimpses our way and her look was of curiosity now. I wonder if we helped her to consider new possibilities.

Anyway, after a couple of months of online flirting, Wife seemed to never find the time to pursue this any farther. I’m not sure of the exact reasons, but we continued to talk about her and other men, mostly in bed.

So why start a blog now?
Over the last few months, Wife has expressed a renewed interest in finding an additional lover. Last Friday, 3/6/09, she looked at a personal ad and was intrigued. Yesterday morning, after discussing the possibilities, I sent a reply to the ad. This seems like a beginning. After reading JessTess’s blog (and Suburban Hotwife’s before her hopefully short hiatus) I was inspired to create my first blog and to start it at the beginning. Recording events as they happen, we will see where this goes.

Apologies
That’s an odd heading, isn’t it?

1. First I need to apologize to Wife. I’m starting this blog without her knowledge. I’m sure at some point I will share this and she’ll like it, but for now I wanted to start it alone. (However, even just setting up the blog and writing this first entry has been difficult to do in secrecy, and I don’t want her to think I’m sneaking around. I’ll probably share it with her very soon.)
2. Next I need to apologize to you. The title may have set expectations that the blog doesn’t live up to. Wife has not taken a lover. This blog is about the journey and I don’t know if that is where it will end up. If that’s all you want to find out, check back in 6 months.
3. Third, this is my first blog and I don’t consider myself a creative writer. Most of my writing is of a professional or technical nature, but I’m finding this to be fun. I am a terrible proof reader (it always says what it’s supposed to say until someone points out otherwise), and I may not find time to post updates very often. As such, I may commit some blogging breach of etiquette. When I do, please kindly point it out. I will do my best.
4. Finally, I apologize to the authors and fans of any cuckolding site that I join. I tend to lurk for awhile before joining/subscribing/follow a site but once I do, the site is sure to call it quits. I first noticed this with a Yahoo group called Wives Considering Cuckolding. Women asked questions, answered others, talked of their experiences, what their husbands thought, etc. When a woman decided to finally do it (or to not do it), she was welcomed with many comments of support. I especially liked the posts and congratulations comments from the I Did It announcements. After lurking for a year, we made an introduction and posted questions on where to find men. Within a month the moderator decided this wasn’t fun anymore and shut down the group.

Other examples are The Cuckold Forum (although they may be back at OurHotwives.org - I haven’t joined), FMSB (stopped updating right after I joined), and the three of the four blogs that I started following last month. Suburban Hotwife and her Husband have taken a break from blogging. David hasn’t updated Allie’s blog in over a month. Even JessTess has changed direction in her blog since I started to publicly follow. I don’t feel any malice to any of the authors for their decisions. In fact I fully support their decisions to do what is right for them at this time. If they want to write to tell me (oh and the rest of the world too) about their lives I happily read, but if they choose to stop telling I wish them the best and will miss these online friends I have come to know.

End of the Starting Point
I was all prepared to tell you that we didn’t get any response back yet from the ad, and I would have if I hadn’t taken extra time to start this blog in secrecy. But my deceivery (is it a Faux Pas to make up words?) is your gain. We have a response, and it is pretty good. Next time I will have to tell you about Oral Promises. :D

Note: Edited 3/11/09 to add hyperlinks. QM