My apologies for not posting more often.
My life is split in two most days.
I float between two worlds. A world of work, dishes, ball games, checking grades, barking dogs and volunteer work.....a world that is focused on everyone else.
And a world of wanting, needing to be with men, to be desired by men....to feel sexy, to turn men on......a world that is self centered...a world that is about SEX and DESIRE and WANT and PASSION.
Do you see my problem here?
I could be typing this and at any moment my child could walk in the room and ask me to sign a permission slip, or take her to but an outfit for her dance.
Do you see what I face?
Oh how I wish I could be free to sit here at my computer daily and tell you of every hot amazing adventure I have had. Just be assured of this....I will get there! ;-)
It's hard living in two worlds and shutting down half of me most days...and then finding the time to relax and open up that other side of me and letting that part of me GO. It takes time to warm up that dimmer....it's not a switch for me.
My mind wanders sometimes. I am sure you will find this wrong or a turn on....but when I am sitting in church some Sunday mornings or at a PTA meeting, I will get a text from one of the men I have been seeing, or talking to and I will for that moment combine those two worlds.
Picture me, sitting there, all appropriately dressed, breasts buttoned in, checking my phone like any other mom at the meeting....but all the while, my pussy is starting to ache....ever so slightly begin to dampen my panties as I talk to whoever might be wanting me at that moment.
And as I look around the room...feeling ordinary in that room, and sometimes not as pretty as some of those perfect little PTA moms...I know I could leave there and go fuck a few men...and they probably aren't getting any when they get home!
Man, I am such a bitch! For all I know...one of their husbands could be the one texting me.
So don't worry....my worlds are hard to unravel and I will make sure I update and include all of you as much as I can, as often as I can.
xoxoxo
Monday, April 25, 2016
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Skipping ahead...
It's hard to really verbalize when everything started. But I guess my life changed when I got married again...to a man who loved my sexuality. A man who wasn't threatened by my flirting and hidden innuendos when talking with men. A wonderful man who, for the first real time in my life, loved and appreciated every part of me, physically, mentally and sexually. It was BLISS!
We started talking....had amazing sex all the time....experimented in many ways....starting fantasizing. Then....started doing.
We started one night with me talking to an old friend on the internet. Someone I had known from years back...high school. Someone I knew had a crush on me, but I never felt the same. I remember it well..... My husband was sitting right there....and I started to flirt....dropping little hints and cute comments, bordering on sexual....it just all happened very organically, well...with a lot of wine!
My husband said for me to go for it. So I started asking if he would ever want to get together...and possibly have a threesome.....(for the record, I knew he was married, but he said he had had other women even while married)....he said YES!
It took a while, and a lot more talking...but next time he came to town, we met for dinner. Just the three of us. It felt like this was a first step to me really becoming a hotwife. We had read about hotwifing, but weren't totally convinced we could actually do it and feel safe in our marriage. So this was perfect. We could have this experience and my husband could watch another man enjoy me, and he would be near by for my comfort.
Dinner was slightly awkawrd....knowing why we were there. But we got through it and it was good to catch up with an old friend. We headed back to his hotel. I was nervous, but the wine helped. I am not even sure how it all started. I remember kissing my husband and then walking over to my friend and kissing him....and then my clothes were off and he was all over me. My husband was in a chair jacking off while he watched us explore each other. It was hot....but then came the two of them together. Never in my life had I known such passion, and excitement and pleasure as having TWO men kissing and sucking and fucking and biting and licking every inch of you. It was more than I could handle...I was outside of my body just to try to get a breath.
At one point my friend was fucking me from behind and my husband was fucking my mouth....an experience I would have the pleasure of repeating a few more times in the year ahead. I don't even remember who came where and when other than I came over and over and over.......
I think I could get used to another mans hands on me. And from the look on my husbands face as we climbed in the car... I think he could too!
What's next!!!
We started talking....had amazing sex all the time....experimented in many ways....starting fantasizing. Then....started doing.
We started one night with me talking to an old friend on the internet. Someone I had known from years back...high school. Someone I knew had a crush on me, but I never felt the same. I remember it well..... My husband was sitting right there....and I started to flirt....dropping little hints and cute comments, bordering on sexual....it just all happened very organically, well...with a lot of wine!
My husband said for me to go for it. So I started asking if he would ever want to get together...and possibly have a threesome.....(for the record, I knew he was married, but he said he had had other women even while married)....he said YES!
It took a while, and a lot more talking...but next time he came to town, we met for dinner. Just the three of us. It felt like this was a first step to me really becoming a hotwife. We had read about hotwifing, but weren't totally convinced we could actually do it and feel safe in our marriage. So this was perfect. We could have this experience and my husband could watch another man enjoy me, and he would be near by for my comfort.
Dinner was slightly awkawrd....knowing why we were there. But we got through it and it was good to catch up with an old friend. We headed back to his hotel. I was nervous, but the wine helped. I am not even sure how it all started. I remember kissing my husband and then walking over to my friend and kissing him....and then my clothes were off and he was all over me. My husband was in a chair jacking off while he watched us explore each other. It was hot....but then came the two of them together. Never in my life had I known such passion, and excitement and pleasure as having TWO men kissing and sucking and fucking and biting and licking every inch of you. It was more than I could handle...I was outside of my body just to try to get a breath.
At one point my friend was fucking me from behind and my husband was fucking my mouth....an experience I would have the pleasure of repeating a few more times in the year ahead. I don't even remember who came where and when other than I came over and over and over.......
I think I could get used to another mans hands on me. And from the look on my husbands face as we climbed in the car... I think he could too!
What's next!!!
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