My wife has expressed interests in living this lifestyle and I approve. She says she, "wants to do this in my heart and head but I need to take baby steps." She randomly tells me yesterday "There was something that happened. I typed it all out for you. Me and a guy on my birthday one year. It still turns me on when I think about it." And she shared her tale with me, here is her story. Btw! She uses this with me and knows I'm sharing so, please, leave a comment encouraging her to continue on her hotwife journey, please and thanks.
Okay, so she randomly told me. "Something happened once and I typed it all out for you. It was something that happened between me and a guy on my birthday and it still turns me on when I think about it to this day and I want to tell you all about it." I said great! I can post it as an update on your hotwife progress! And she sent me this tale of her birthday.
My 30th birthday
(Backstory lore, when I was 29 I had decided to do something “amazing” everyday. Something I had not done, or was scared to do)
10am tattoo appointment (tattoo that’s on my forearm)
1pm horse back riding (never been before)
6pm dinner
9pm pre game- get ready
11pm club
12pm stripclub (never been before)
The limo was waiting for us out front of my house. It was a white, suv giant limo.
So I was the last one out the door, locked it. Looking cute with my little black chiffon dress, and heels. I had my phone, a wad of cash and my ID stuffed in my bra. I turn around and Chris (my friend/downstairs neighbour) was standing by our little white picket fence gate, holding it open while the 10 girls filed through. He didn’t make eye contact with any of them. They started piling into the limo. Then he stopped me before I got through the gate and said something cheeky like, why wasn’t I invited? And I sassed him pretty hard back and said that was a boyfriend’s job, and we weren’t “together” remember…..?
And I got pulled into the limo.
His jaw was on the ground.
He was holding a 6 pack and wearing a button up, he was headed somewhere.
When we got to the 3rd destination, the strip club cheetahs. My friends had paid for a VIP booth, and we skipped the cover charge. Which was badass coming out of the limo. We got into this huge booth, and I was in the middle. My friend Tasha came strutting back to the table and slapped a huge pile of 5’s down. This song started playing. (My darkest days- porn star dancing)
The dancer came over to the table and started her show. 300$ later I left with an autographed centrefold of miss Jessica. We walked a few blocks at 3am, until we found pizza and I bought several pizzas and sat on the curb and shared our pizza with some nearby people.
Around 3am we walked back to the main strip and called the limo to get us home.
When we pulled up to the house, I noticed the little gate had been ripped from its hinges, and neatly set beside the fence. That’s weird.
I waited for my friends to grab their shit and call their rides. Then I went to my patio to have a cigarette and guess who was sitting outside waiting.
I had kept my phone off all night.Chris stood up immediately, put his cigarette down and said happy birthday. He also gave me a hug. Which was very weird for him. I was surprised. How long had he been sitting out here? It’s February, and cold as fuck. He asked me everything I had done on my birthday, and I told him. He then started telling me how amazing I was, and that no one could out do my 30th. Then he confessed to breaking the gate. I’ll fix it tomorrow, he said. Then he said, do you wanna finish this night off with me? I said yes and we went to my bedroom. I had the house to myself. We could be as loud as we wanted. He grabbed my waist and pushed me onto the bed. I had thigh high stockings on, and he rolled them down with his mouth. Tired, I laid back and waited for him to finish taking off my clothes. I had a hot pink bra on, when he unclipped it all my cash fell out. He laughed, and tossed my bra to the other side of the room. Usually I would give him a lengthy and enthusiastic blow job before we started anything. Not today. It’s my birthday. He flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled my hips towards his. He fucked me like that until I came, then he asked me if he could finish with anal. Yes. He massaged my lower back and went very slowly, I was relaxed so we got rhythm going faster. He fucked me in my ass till the sun was starting to come up by this time. He cummed in my ass and then grabbed a towel that had been draped over the bed frame, and cleaned me up.
She's never told me that before. I hope you enjoy her tale as much as I did.