Alright, alright, alright.
So as I said we were approaching the winter months and our “hotwifing/sharing” fun was put on hold once again. I felt so accomplished after the night of the party, Maria really seemed into it at the time but it didn’t really progress much from there. Now, we were both really busy with our jobs and I didn’t want take much time that we got to spend together talking about this lifestyle. We had so little time together we barely had sex. Maria and I usually have sex about 4-5 times a week. However, since we were both crazy busy during December (with work and family obligations), it was down to about once a week, twice if I was lucky. I started to resent work for keeping me away from my girlfriend all the time, but really, everyone’s in the same boat that time of year. Also in mid-December, Maria had a conference that took her out of town for 4 nights. It was her first time doing this kind of thing with her new job so she was pretty excited. Her company sent her with a female colleague, Chelsea, who’s about her age but they didn’t know each other all that well. I was happy for her but of course, it meant even less time for us. Before she left, Maria and I agreed we were long overdue to spend some “quality time” together, and planned that cabin trip. We managed to rent out a cabin just for the two of us for three nights. It was just what we needed, but in more ways than one.
Anyways, the morning she had to leave for the conference, I had the morning off so I drove her to the airport. She was clearly excited to travel for her job. Dressed up all professionality, she said she felt like a “sexy career woman”, a novelty feeling at the time. She was half joking as she said it but I reaffirmed that she certainly looked like a” sexy career woman”. We got to the airport and said our goodbyes, said we’d miss each other and are both looking forward to the cabin. As I was leaving, I saw her run into Chelsea, her colleague who turned out to be a fairly attractive blonde woman, not like I would notice this type of thing.
The next few days were frustrating but in a way, it didn’t feel as bad to be working because it’s not like I was missing out on any time I could spend with Maria, since she was out of the province. She texted me that she landed safely but from there she was pretty busy so I wasn’t surprised we weren’t texting that much over the next couple days. One night I got off work late but I decided to call Maria anyways, see how her trip was going. She didn’t pick up. I left her a text that I was just calling to say hello, and waited up a bit longer before dozing off. The next day I didn’t have be at work until 3pm but I woke up earlier than usual. I checked my phone but alas, no notifications.
Huh. I thought.
I started to rationalize, she’s just busy. Or maybe she didn’t get my call. Maybe she’s still asleep. Either way not a big deal. I then went about my day, got a coffee and drank it on the balcony. I thought about going for a jog or going to the gym since I had some free time before work. I went back upstairs and checked my phone. Still no notifications. It was unlike her to not reply but then again, she was busy. I decided to go to the gym. While at the gym I made a point not to check my phone, I wanted to put it out of my mind. When I got home it was about 11 am. I had been so good about not checking my phone I decided to reward myself by checking my phone. Again, all I saw was my background, no new notifications, no reply from Maria. This was definitely unlike her. I went on to Facebook Messenger and checked when she was last active.
Active 22 minutes ago.
This kind of stung. This meant she had seen my missed call and text but hadn’t replied. I had to work harder to rationalize this. To be fair, I was just calling to say hello and that doesn’t technically warrant a response. If I called her and said hey call me back and she didn’t, that would be different. But still, it was unlike her.
I tried to think my way out of it but that’s still thinking about it. I understood she was excited about this trip because of what it meant for her professionally and she may just be focusing on herself right now. I at least hoped that’s what it was.
I was kind of grumpy the rest of the day but just as I started to get over it she finally texted back.
“Hey sorry I missed your call, hope work is good and you have a good evening!! Ps. Just about to present now! Wish me luck!”
It was a relief that she texted back but it came with no explanation as to why she didn’t pick up. There was something unapologetic about her response but I texted her back good luck and went about my shift. It was 11pm when I got off. I hadn’t looked at my phone all night. I didn’t expect a text back from Maria but I would’ve liked to see some signs of life. I pressed the home button and the screen lit up with a bunch of snapchats, texts, and Facebook Messages. Nothing from Maria though. By the time I got home I was so tired from my shift so I didn’t really think about it much before falling asleep. She was back the next evening anyways.
The next morning, I wasn’t expecting a text from Maria but I got one.
“Hey, just wanted to text saying the presentation went really well and I can’t wait to tell you all about it when I get back. Love and miss you. Xoxoxox”
It was nice of her to text me something like that. I understood she’s busy but she still seemed uncharacteristically distant while on the trip. It almost seemed like the sweetness of this text was trying to make up for how distant she was before. I texted her back saying some nice things as well, and that I’d pick her up at the airport this evening.
I picked her up and we drove back in my car. It sounds strange to say but it’s like Maria’s demeanor changed a bit over the trip. Whereas on the way to the airport she was an excited and bubbly, on the way back she was calm and confident. When I saw her for the first time at the gate, her face didn’t exactly light up with happiness, she just recognized me, slowly walked over and smiled.
“Hey” she said. I guess it was only 4 nights.
She told me all about her trip on the way back, she said her and Chelsea really bonded over the trip and had a great time. Her presentation was a huge success and they went out and got some drinks afterward to celebrate. Maria said left the bar and went upstairs to pass out and when she woke up Chelsea wasn’t there, so Maria assumed she went home with somebody. It kind of caught me off guard how she said that. Was that the status quo of the trip? Go out for drinks and maybe go home with somebody? I admit, I was a bit anxious in this moment. You tell your girlfriend you’re into cuckolding, she goes on a trip and when she comes back she immediately brings up sex when she’s telling you about her trip. What else was she about to tell me? However, she did not sleep with anyone on that trip. And as it turns out Chelsea was at the hotel gym that morning. Still though, there was something about Maria that seemed a little different, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
When I told her, I had the night off and had sushi waiting for us when we got back, she reacted positively but also kind of nonchalant. I was trying to be happy for her and her trip but it’s almost like she didn’t want to be home, or was I just overthinking it?
Anyways, we ended up having a lovely meal. And afterwards had a couple glasses of wine and watched a movie. I would’ve been content to just cuddle on the couch, but we ended up going upstairs and having sex. I guess she still loves me after all. Something about how she had been away for a while, and the lack of lately, made it much more intense.
I was hoping for some morning sex the next day but she had to leave our apartment and hang out with her family that were in town. I was working at 10 am anyways. We talked and cuddled a bit in the morning, but she had to leave somewhat soon. Through all the things that we did with our families, we didn’t see that much of each other until after Christmas when we went on our trip.
On the drive up to the cabin, Maria seemed to revert back to her bubbly self. We were both pretty stoked about our little trip. Even though Maria and I live together it was exciting to have the cabin to ourselves. I had made some food to bring with us so we didn’t need to stop at the grocery store on the way. The first day we didn’t do any skiing, just had a really nice dinner with some glasses of wine. You guys may remember me saying that Maria brought a surprise with her to the cabin. Well later that night, Maria whipped out a joint. I’ve always been a bigger smoker than Maria, so it was kind of cool for her to initiate it. We smoked it on the balcony of the cabin overlooking the city. It was a very pretty view. We went inside but didn’t make it to the bedroom to have sex. Just did it right there on the couch. What a great way to kick off this cabin trip.
The next few days were some true quality time. Every morning we’d get up, have sex, eat some eggs and bacon, then go out on the ski hill. We’d get lunch, then go back to the cabin around 3, most likely have sex again, take a nap if we felt like it, eat dinner around 6 and have some wine afterwards. It was truly great.
One evening, Maria and I had some glasses of wine and were cuddling on the couch. I forget how it was brought up but we were talking about the conference she went to just ten days ago. She said it was kind of awkward with Chelsea at first but afterwards they really started to jive. Maria said it was such a confidence boost that Chelsea really seemed to like her, when at first it was kind of intimidating. Over the 4 nights they spent together they connected over their careers, interests, past relationships etc. I was wondering if Maria told Chelsea that I was interested in sharing/hotwifing but I didn’t wanna interrupt her. Maria said when her presentation went well it was such a rush and she almost felt high off the confidence. Her and Chelsea went to the bar to celebrate and two guys started talking to them. This was my first time hearing this!
“You never told me this” I said, trying to sound playful, but there was more. She thought they must of came over because of Chelsea but then one of the guys started to flirt with Maria. She said they had their own separate conversation while the other guy talked to Chelsea. I told her I wasn’t mad but asked her why she didn’t tell me about this. She said she wasn’t sure. When I picked her up from the airport, it just didn’t come out, and then when we hadn’t seen each other the next couple of days, she just decided to save it for the cabin. I didn’t wanna sound untrusting but I wanted to ask if anything happened. Thankfully she assured me nothing did. But then with my horny side talking I asked her if it turned her when he hit on her. Maria got an embarrassed look on her face but then smiled and said.
I felt this pang in my chest when I heard those words. They hurt but it was also turning me on. I let out a sigh. I then asked every conceivable question about the guy. What was he like? What were they talking about? What did you like about him?
I learned everything there was about him except his name. He was tall, older than her (about 35), had a beard and broad shoulders, lots of things I’m not. Maria said the way he talked to her and made eye contact really turned her on. He also asked a lot of questions about her job. She said it sounded so stupid but the best way to describe it is that he made her feel like a sexy career woman. I kinda chuckled at this. Maria said nothing could happen because she already told Chelsea she had a boyfriend but she was flattered and turned on.
I then asked the big question. If Chelsea wasn’t there would you have slept with him?
“Probably, yeah” She said bluntly.
I was so turned on at this point, she was killing me, but man. I started feeling her up. Maria looked at me and smiled, knowing this was turning me on.
“fuck” I said, not really sure what else to say. Maria giggled a bit as I played with her tits. I took off her shirt but she got me to lay down on the couch. She pulled down my pants and underwear and started playing with my balls.
“I would’ve at least blown him” She added with a happy smile and then put me in her mouth.
Holy shit. Maria was being so hot and direct, she was like an entirely different person but I was so into it. I laid back and enjoyed what she was doing for a little while. I pictured Maria in her classy work clothes with this guy’s dick in her mouth. I didn’t want to cum from the blowjob so I got her to stand up and took off her pants and underwear. I imagined Maria getting stripped down for him. This time I got her to lay down on the couch on her back. I put my dick between her legs but didn’t put it in.
“How did you know you were turned on?” I asked as I rubbed her clit with my dick. She didn’t answer for a bit but then realized what I wanted to hear.
“He made me really wet”.
After that I had to fuck her. The entire time I pictured her getting fucked by this guy. I wanted Maria to be his slut. I wanted my girlfriend to wrap her legs around this guy and take his dick inside her young pretty pussy. It was so hot, she seemed really into it. Even though we had been having a lot of sex I came pretty quickly from what Maria was revealing to me. It was still some of the hottest sex we’ve had all trip.
That night we had a talk before bed. She reiterated that after her presentation she felt this rush like just after finishing a hard workout. Maria tried to explain that life had been so good to her on this trip she felt like she wanted to give back. She wanted to be generous to me and herself and also this guy she ended up meeting. She had this epiphany moment that what she wanted, what I wanted and what this guy wanted were all the same thing, and she could be generous to all of us by being intimate with him. Whereas other women would feel guilty for feeling that way, she felt liberated. And even though nothing happened, this encounter really changed her perspective on separating love and sex. She can still love me but want to fuck him and I’d still love her even if something did happen. Maria added that other times she was mostly just flirting with guys to please me because she likes the effect it has on me but this was the first time that she could see herself doing something. She said that flirting with Jake made her feel like a younger version of herself, the university girl that flirted with guys at parties. Whereas this new guy on the trip made her feel like an older version of herself, a more mature, “sexy career woman”, and Maria liked that feeling, it was a high and a rush.
I said I understood not wanting to be unfaithful in front of Chelsea but if that happened again and she wanted to go for it she had my blessing. She smiled and said she had a feeling I would say something like that. I asked her if she would do it sometime in the future.
“Would you still love me if I did?” She said, with puppy dog eyes.
“Yes” I said.
“Alright then”, She said, plainly but with a smile.