Touching Fifty

[lovinghusband]

I had a storyline titled “Another Man's Baby” under the Hotwives' Forum, recording my roller-coaster journey through about a decade of a scorching hotwife lifestyle triggered by my lovely wife Tina's illicit pregnancy and hurried abortion.

Instead of taking a hostile approach and allowing the incident to destroy our marriage, I took advantage of my deceitful wife's vulnerable state after her obvious act of infidelity to open up our relationship to an unbridled series of consensual extramarital adventures which I conscientiously recorded in the Hotwives' Forum under “Another Man's Baby”.

After more than ten years of recording our roller-coaster lifestyle, I had to take an unavoidable extended break because of Tina's multiple health problems and some lifestyle issues. I wanted to continue with the next part of our ongoing story, but my earlier posts under “Another Man's Baby”seem to have mysteriously vanished from the “Our Hotwives” site.

With the short summary above, I hope to continue my narration under the new title of “Touching Fifty”.

We were in our thirties then, when Tina's indiscretion led to her bearing and discarding another man's baby. Now I have just touched fifty, and my lovely wife is trailing me by just a couple of years. She is looking just as lovely as before, plus she has the advantage of not having to worry about monthly periods and things like that. Previously, she was on an intra-uterine device, but now she does not need any form of contraception.

At the end of my last post, Tina was in the process of recovering from multiple psycological and physical disorders which she had got herself into while trying her hand at working as a social escort. I had to skip going to work for a couple of months just to take care of my beloved but sometimes naughty wife.

So, here we are now, raring to go for it again, with the added benefit of loads of experience and the advantage of not having to worry about any unwanted conception. We have also come to the consensus that any future forays will have to be seriously deliberated between the two of us before taking the plunge.

[lovinghusband]

Last Sunday morning Tina and I were just lazing around in bed after a fairly fulfilling night of nuptial bonding. She has so clearly transformed into a model wife after her traumatic experience working as nothing more than a whore with an escort agency. She now appreciates the kind of respect she gets from a husband who really loves and adores her compared to the kind of rag-doll treatment her clients used to force upon her.

As we lay among the untidily ruffled sheets, we got into a random conversation about old times.
We were both very open and talked freely about some of the other people we had been involved with. Somewhere along the way Tina confessed that she always had a soft spot for my brother Neil but never got a chance to make out with him. Neil has just touched forty while his lovely wife Vera is in her thirties.

“Let's take them out for dinner next Saturday night,” I suggested.

[BrunetteLover]

Nothing more than a whore with an escort agency.... Compared to the kind of rag-doll treatment her clients used to force upon her.

You get the treatment you demand form others. Even in prostitution, where there are women treated poorly and women treated better than wives. There are men who adore the prostitutes they visit with, and are pretty much obsessed with treating them well.

Of course unless the situation was forced upon her, which is a crime, and a whole 'nother story.

If this is a true story, it's a sad one, and the entire story could be about that.

If it is fiction, we as readers deserve an explanation as to why she was treated that way.

If you just pulled that verbiage out of your ass because it sounds appropriate, the story sucks so far.

[lovinghusband]

I'll have to go through your points thoroughly before I can reply.

[BrunetteLover]

You get the treatment you demand form others. Even in prostitution, where there are women treated poorly and women treated better than wives. There are men who adore the prostitutes they visit with, and are pretty much obsessed with treating them well.

Of course unless the situation was forced upon her, which is a crime, and a whole 'nother story.

If this is a true story, it's a sad one, and the entire story could be about that.

If it is fiction, we as readers deserve an explanation as to why she was treated that way.

If you just pulled that verbiage out of your ass because it sounds appropriate, the story sucks so far.

Hi BrunetteLover,

I totally agree with your comments regarding my wife's experience as a social escort.
I have never been able to freely share all my thoughts regarding this matter with her,
but I did feel that she had a completely perverted idea about the duties of a
social escort.

It's not just about sharing your physical body with your client. It has to involve
sharing your whole self, including your mind and feelings with the other person,
and accepting the client as a person and not just a piece of meat.

I must confess that I have on numerous occasions sought solace with social escorts,
not just for their physical body but also for their company as a person. A couple
of them, with whom I have been in frequent company, have in fact become
my good friends. It's not just about sex. The client and the successful service
provider have to maintain a more comprehensive relationship.

The 'rag-doll' treatment which she experienced was nothing more than her
own doing. I have never once heard her say anything nice about any of her clients.

This would be true in any profession. If you make yourself always look fed-up,
your clients will ultimately become fed up of you and not interact with you with any
love or passion. This was my wife's short-coming.

Read my post about More Intense Sex...

My wife has become friendly with quite a few clients, but she realizes that is not the job. As any business has a statement of purpose, she considers her purpose to make men cum. Yes, you can warm them up with chat, but they ultimately want to cum.

She does not consider herself a social escort. She has a high-level day-job profession, and has no shortage of opportunity to socialize with the best of them. Maybe that's why she does what she does as an antidote.

She is a cum whore. A prostitute who specializes is satisfying men, not socializing and not watching the clock. They want to cum, she loves making men cum. She has stayed hours 'overtime' because a man she was fond of had trouble finishing.

BUT that does not change anything about the respect part. She gets treated with great respect. She does NOT get treated poorly. It is possible to have intense sex, and still be in a respectful environment.

I know the difference because for years she absolutely loved the job, and loved the men she met. Not as individuals, just as a series of cocks that she could play with and satisfy.

And she never had a bad attitude, that's the most important element.

[lovinghusband]

Sorry for the interruption ...
Our story continues after this ...

[lovinghusband]

As we lay among the untidily ruffled sheets, we got into a random conversation about old times.
We were both very open and talked freely about some of the other people we had been involved with. Somewhere along the way Tina confessed that she always had a soft spot for my brother Neil but never got a chance to make out with him. Neil has just touched forty while his lovely wife Vera is in her thirties.
“Let's take them out for dinner next Saturday night,” I suggested.

“Have you called Neil?” Tina asked on Tuesday night, in a tone which was obviously feigned to sound disinterested. I had purposely been avoiding the issue because I was quite sure that I would get a reminder from Tina.

“You sure you want to go for dinner with them?” I mumbled, trying to sound uninterested, and also trying to gauge her enthusiasm for spending Saturday evening with my relatives.

“We don't really have any other plans for this Saturday, do we?” I thought she sounded a bit irritated with my response.

“Not really … so shall I call them tomorrow?”

“Of course, I thought you would have called them by now ...”

So I called Neil on Wednesday, I apologised for the short notice. He sounded quite excited and looked forward to meeting us.

Tina has not been able to hide her excitement. She is already selecting what she is going to wear for Saturday evening. But she's keeping it a surprise for me. I keep teasing her and she keeps blushing. I have always had this feeling that my wife holds a secret crush on my younger brother.

[lovinghusband]

On Friday Tina went for a facial ... She also visited the hair-dressers ... obviously in preparation for Saturday evening.

[lovinghusband]

I asked Tina how she felt about meeting Neil.

"I'll let you know after we have met him and his wife," she replied.

[lovinghusband]

Tina refused to tell me what she was going to wear for our little get-together.

[lovinghusband]

"Don't tell me you are going to be naked for him?"

[lovinghusband]

"Why not?" she replied, looking visibly excited.

[Shiphead]

What are the + signs for? I am not familiar with their significance?

[lovinghusband]

On Friday night, as Tina and I lay in bed, I looked at her as she lay staring blankly
at the ceiling. I wondered what must be going on in that mischievous head of hers.

[lovinghusband]

Tina and I decided not to make any special plans for the evening
and to let things go according to the flow.

[lovinghusband]

So my brother Neil and his wife Vera came over to our place on Saturday evening just before seven.
Tina could hardly contain her excitement. She gave Neil a hearty hug as they met at the door.
He was a bit taken aback but sportingly responded with a kiss on her cheek.

We had a round of wine and some tidbits before Tina took Neil and his wife on a little tour of
the house. We decided that it would be a good idea to go over to the neighborhood cafe for
dinner a bit later.

"The cafe also has a dance-floor," I reminded Tina, giving her a little wink. The dance-floor would
give the two couples an opportunity to 'unwind'. I was sure that my wife would take full advantage
of that.

Tina kept topping up Neil's glass of wine while giving him her full attention. Vera was a bit more laid
back, but I think she could sense the kind of vibes that Tina was sending out. To balance things out a
bit, I slipped my arm around my sister-in-law's slender waist and took her to see my little study. She
was taken aback initially but soon began to cling on to me as I spoke in little whispers in her ear.

As we made our way down the stairs, Tina did not fail to notice my arm wrapped around Vera. She
developed more confidence, and when we came back down to the living room, she sat on the sofa
next to Neil with her head resting on his shoulder.

[lovinghusband]

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[lovinghusband]

Before we left for the cafe Tina went upstairs to change into something more 'appropriate'.
We were lost for words when she came down after about 10 minutes dressed in a small frock
that hardly reached her thighs, matching with very high-heeled stilettoes.

Her very low neckline reached her tummy just above her belly-button. The inner sides of her
breasts bulged past the neckline. The back of my wife's body was almost completely exposed,
with her dress held together by crisscrossing ribbon strings.

Neil stood up to give my hot wife a very loving hug and a gentle kiss on the side of her neck.
Vera and I looked at each other and smiled. I gave her a wink and she blew me a kiss.

We took the short drive to the nearby cafe, with Neil sitting beside me on the front passenger seat,
while the two lovely ladies sat on the back seat. I was happy with the way the two couples were
beginning to get realigned, and I was confident that the process would proceed further during
the next few hours, especially on the dancefloor.

[lovinghusband]

As soon as I parked the car in the little parking lot next to the cafe, Neil got
out of the car and opened the back door to let my wife out of the car right
into his arms. I did not see what exactly happened between the two of them
because I was still switching off the engine, but I was taken aback by the
fact that he completely ignored his wife Vera, leaving her to be retrieved by me.

The short walk to the cafe more or less confirmed that Neil and Vera were
aware of and were willing participants in our little game of marital two-timing.
Tina looked stunning in her very revealing outfit and sent chills down my spine
as she let Neil wrap his arm around her slender waist. Vera looked very sexy in
a more dignified way as she strolled next to me, our linked arms sending a clear
message that consenting infidelity was the theme for the evening.

The seating arrangement at the table for four nicely accommodated the 'unexpected'
switch for the evening, with Vera seated next to me and Tina across the table from me.
Neil had Tina next to him and Vera across the table from him.

We started off with a round of wine, and then went on to have some light bites.
None of us were really hungry after the heavy round of bites at home.

Neil proposed a toast and made it clear that he loved his wife Vera very much.
But he also expressed regret that the two couples had not made any previous
attempt to meet up. He, very openly, described Tina as an angel who had already
carved a nook in his heart. He hoped that I would reciprocate by accommodating
his lovely wife Vera in my heart.

Tina and I shared a long look, knowing that things were proceeding unexpectedly
fast but in the desired direction. Obviously my younger brother and his wife
were very open in their views on marital and extra-marital relationships. Neil
seemed to be expressing the same expectations that Tina and I had when we
decided to invite them over.

A bit later, when the ladies took a rather prolonged break to go to the washroom,
Neil and I shared some of our views. We agreed to let things move at a more
leisurely pace without pushing our wives into any situation with unfavourable
consequences. Both of us were aware that our wives were in a very vulnerable
state of mind and could easily be pushed into any situation. We agreed that it
would be wiser to navigate with patience and caution through the licentious
lifestyle into which we were obviously headed. Both of us did not want our
arrangement to be just a one-off thing.

Neil suggested letting our wives have a good time on the dance floor. He
proposed starting off dancing with our wives initially and switching partners
at a suitable moment later on.

When Tina and Vera got back to the table, I got Tina to sit next to me and Vera
took her place next to her husband. I asked Tina how she was feeling and she
gave a thumbs-up. Her outfit hardly left anything to the imagination. I told her
that she was looking incredibly sexy and she gave a naughty smirk. Then I did
something unexpected – I gently eased her neckline away to expose her right
nipple.

“Why did you do that?” she asked in a hushed voice.
“I want him to see more of you ...” I whispered back.