My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[Des 31]

Fucking hot pics! The one of boss man's big cock in her mouth is the best yet and ranks up there with the banana pic.

Thanks... Some are snapped from the bedroom cams as the moving images appear on either of my computer screens. Our interior cams have less resolution in transmission than the more typical photos with my handheld camera. I learned when both she and a guy are fucking rapidly or her body is moving about, it's often blurry to the point those are unusable.

[afagehi7]

Fucking hot pics! The one of boss man's big cock in her mouth is the best yet and ranks up there with the banana pic.

Thanks... Some are snapped from the bedroom cams as the moving images appear on either of my computer screens. Our interior cams have less resolution in transmission than the more typical photos with my handheld camera. I learned when both she and a guy are fucking rapidly or her body is moving about, it's often blurry to the point those are unusable.

If I were you I would ask, for my birthday or some occasion, to watch her suck her boss's big cock and maybe him fuck her mouth erotically (not all mean but sexy). I can't imagine anything hotter.

[Tracey52]

Thanks Des. Great pic. It’s definitely real

[Des 31]

Beau phoned my wife last night. The last night of her visit with Beau at his family’s home, she took him and his long-term female friend to dinner with them. My wife had described his friend and former classmate since childhood as attractive but not a girly-girly type. She, Beau and another friend were amateur auto mechanics in high school and regularly attended amateur stock car races at their small town’s track. She has since completed courses at a welding school; she is now attending an airplane mechanics school and soon should qualify for a private pilot’s license.

My reason for mentioning the above is that she has since told Beau she was intrigued by the relationship between Gigi and me. She plans to drive up to see Beau soon after his fall semester begins here in town and wants to meet with the two of us when in town. She and Beau are close friends but have never never been sexually involved. Although the girl was a virgin through high school, she felt comfortable in confiding to Beau she and her flight instructor are occasional fuckbuddies. He said she mentioned to him before going home, “Now that we’re so open with each other, I’ll tell you more about my own sex life since when I come up to visit you and your married girlfriend.” He was particularly intrigued when she added that he would probably be surprised about her change since their school days. He responded with something along the line of, “I guess we’re both growing up.”

He hasn’t yet told her my wife’s real name, so Gigi says she may correct that if and when the woman comes to visit Beau and us.

* * * * *

My wife left the office an hour early today. She is staying with her boss at his home tonight and at his mountain cottage Friday through Saturday morning. Her choice of clothing for the night wasn’t anything sexy as I had half-expected. As she was putting on makeup, she asked me lay out her form-fitting cargo pants, tan photographer-type vest, white polo shirt and a khaki baseball cap. She had packed her aviator-style sunglasses, one of her concealed firearms which she carries almost everywhere, and a minimum of other personals in her overnight-size duffel bag the previous night.

I told her I would be in bed by 9:30 and felt no need for her to phone me tonight from his home. She said she instead would call me Friday night and Saturday from either of his places.

But she called anyway a half hour ago for a few minutes’ cell phone video-chat while his cock was inside her. Her brown hair was mussed, so I assumed they had been at it a while. She didn’t point her cam at her boss, but he said to me from the brief distance between them, “She had a couple of good jokes tonight you should hear if you haven’t already.” She told him she’s sure I have. I didn’t ask which those might be.

Toward the end of our conversation, she tightly shut her eyes and her breathing intensified. She moaned and murmured to him, “Oh fuck, that’s so good” Her body shuddered as she stammered, “I’ll - unhhh! - call back tomorrow night,” followed by a bellowing, “Oh, yes!” She ended the call without a good-bye as I was again jerking off. I don’t think her boss saw that but she probably told him.

I couldn’t reach for a tissue fast enough. My seed shot out alongside me. I’ll need to wash and change sheets before she comes home.

* * * * *

An hour before she left for his home around 6:30 tonight, she asked me to give her a full body massage. After her shower, I applied a light layer of body lotion and rubbed it in all over as she excited me with past stories of being with him. My lower lip quivered as she went on with her story. I too was naked and she chuckled as she turned and noticed my rigid dick jerking.

I don’t know why I was whispering because no one else was around, but I breathed, “You really need his big cock tonight, don’t you?’ She moaned, “Oh yeah, I want that man’s dick all the way inside me. But it’s more than that. When he fucks me, it’s like none other. We’re‘one’ together.” She hugs his body with her long legs as if she could pull him in further than his cock can reach.

It’s pathetic, I know, but I was almost cumming without being touched. She added, “Of course, I love you and could never leave you, but no one can do what he can with me.” I groaned in ecstasy and she said, “I know you love that. I do too.”

Upon mentioning she needed to get dressed, she grinned and said, “And I know what you’ll be dong the moment I leave for the weekend.” She was right about that. She turned off the overhead light set in the living room fan, swiveled her head around to blow me a kiss and walked out the door . As her car pulled away, I was wired from her previous comments and masturbated excitedly at our living room’s front bay window.

In the event anyone gets certain ideas about the true nature of that interchange between us tonight may want to know this: Last night, she said to me, “I’m really thankful to you, you know. If it weren’t for you and the way you think, there’s no my boss and I could be fucking. I’m glad you ‘convinced’ me a few years ago.” I don’t know if her boss told his wife anything like that, but a similar marital relationship with his wife is essentially the same.

I’m sure they're fucking as I write this. And although I don’t know all they’re doing, her past narratives have allowed all I need to imagine it. Each knows how to please the other and what the other likes in bed. Each first go down on the other. She enjoys the firm, hot feeling of his big cock in her mouth. Most often, he takes it slow, allowing her to relax and ultimately her orgasms are more intense when he’s thrusting into her in various positions. Their work interests are often a topic of conversation between the fucking sessions, but during sex they’re each open about their feelings. She becomes particularly excited when being told things he has been thinking about her before they have sex. Gigi often carries on with sexy remarks when being fucked. He replies with similar comments, and both like that receptiveness between them.

She has an old CD from her high school days on which is a song about a mythical Black man, John Henry, sung about as a “steel driving man.” She once told me that’s how she sometimes thinks of her boss and his big dick. She said, “He’s a real pile-driving man.” She seemed sincere about that. Sounded pretty powerful to me.

Her body hormones that rush through her when fucking allows the two to feel closer and re-bonded, and it’s surely the same for him. He and she vary their foreplay and sexual activities and I’m told that’s probably one reason, among others, it never gets old for either of them.

I’m unsure just how all that went earlier tonight, but I can assume it's pretty much as described here. Within minutes, he’s thrusting into my wife’s hot cunt and both eagerly throw themselves into it.He can last a very long time and she’s a screamer. I love that, and she tells him my passionate reactions when she tells me about their fucking.

She has told me he likes hearing about my responses to her narratives and has occasionally remarked he’s glad he can please me in that way. She once laughed at his comment and said something like, “You give me more than I can with my stories, but he gets pretty high when I do that.” As often as they talk about me, he probably understands my every emotion. He once said to me he “understands completely” my reasons for sharing my wife. Yet, when he, his wife and we get together socially, their extramarital sex rarely is a topic among us. At times his wife and I are together, she confides she likes their relationship as much as I do. She gets excited hearing about it from him as I do with my wife.

In the brief time Gigi was on the phone with me, she said they were fucking when her boss’ wife phoned from Orlando. A hotel clerk told them Disney World wasn’t open to guests who hadn’t made prior reservations; so she, the nanny and kids will go to the other two major parks before their return home Monday. From what they were told about the other two resorts, all were aflutter with anticipation and not disappointed. She asked to speak with my wife and said to tell me she’s glad I don’t mind Gigi staying over these two nights during their absence. She told his wife, “Me too, and I hope all of you have as good a time as we will.” His wife laughed at that and responded the others are so excited about being there, they just might.

I suspect tomorrow will be a long night for both. I like that.

~ Des
(Hoping some of the above doesn’t come across as rambling. All sorts of recollections fill my mind when my fingers are flying across a keyboard for ... what? - umm ... 15 minutes now.)

[Whosbeensleeping]

Just a sidebar:

Some may notice I get a lot of questions and my response doesn't appear in this thread. I answer all who write but often with private messages at this website. The reasoning is that I usually wish to include remarks that relate only to those respondents at this thread.

I'm not ignoring those questions from others you might see now and then. I always answer as soon as I find the time to get online here.

~ Des

Fucking hot pics! The one of boss man's big cock in her mouth is the best yet and ranks up there with the banana pic.

Hehe, I think we're missing something here!

[Htcplenms76]

Fucking hot pics! The one of boss man's big cock in her mouth is the best yet and ranks up there with the banana pic.

Thanks... Some are snapped from the bedroom cams as the moving images appear on either of my computer screens. Our interior cams have less resolution in transmission than the more typical photos with my handheld camera. I learned when both she and a guy are fucking rapidly or her body is moving about, it's often blurry to the point those are unusable.

Did I miss pics somewhere?

[afagehi7]

Just a sidebar:

Some may notice I get a lot of questions and my response doesn't appear in this thread. I answer all who write but often with private messages at this website. The reasoning is that I usually wish to include remarks that relate only to those respondents at this thread.

I'm not ignoring those questions from others you might see now and then. I always answer as soon as I find the time to get online here.

~ Des

Fucking hot pics! The one of boss man's big cock in her mouth is the best yet and ranks up there with the banana pic.

Hehe, I think we're missing something here!

His avatar changes. If you get lucky you'll see a good pic. The better the pic the less time he leaves it up.

[solstice]

She has an old CD from her high school days on which is a song about a mythical Black man, John Henry, sung about as a “steel driving man.” She once told me that’s how she sometimes thinks of her boss and his big dick. She said, “He’s a real pile-driving man

Gigi is a natural story teller, and the link with John Henry when fucking her boss is a great association, my familiarity the the song stems from the Glasgow skiffle player, Lonnie Donnigan, (the recording is on google) who was considered one of inspiration to the Beatles taking up the guitar, although most of the top folk singers recorded it, It was part of Woody Gutherie and Johnny Cash song book.
All the erotic detail of her time with the boss and I digress to a folk song.

[solstice]

Hoping some of the above doesn’t come across as rambling

Ramble away, the leading lady and her lover's details of their time together gives me a feeling of familiarity that makes it extremely sexy for me, It is like a book when the principal characters leap out of the page.
Can I say I find writing in your thread intimidating, as you write professionally, do you automatically find you are correcting my grammar as you read?

[samlowen]

Why do you feel it is pathetic to orgasm without being touched? So many people are unable to be that focused and turned on, their minds fully engaged in the moment. From my vantage, being able to cum hands free (also assume no butt play is taking place) adds another cool sexual thing to one's tool belt. It's not always easy to do and can often take far more time to get there than when being touched. Instead of calling yourself pathetic, I'd instead refer to you as versatile. You're not a one trick pony who needs certain things to happen to get off.

[Des 31]

Hoping some of the above doesn’t come across as rambling

Ramble away, the leading lady and her lover's details of their time together gives me a feeling of familiarity that makes it extremely sexy for me, It is like a book when the principal characters leap out of the page.
Can I say I find writing in your thread intimidating, as you write professionally, do you automatically find you are correcting my grammar as you read?

You do just fine, Solstice. I don't edit my own writing before hitting "submit" as you might notice when I unintentionally drop a word when typing or make some other typo. I'm glad you and others actually read this stuff.

~ Des

[Des 31]

Why do you feel it is pathetic to orgasm without being touched? So many people are unable to be that focused and turned on, their minds fully engaged in the moment. From my vantage, being able to cum hands free (also assume no butt play is taking place) adds another cool sexual thing to one's tool belt. It's not always easy to do and can often take far more time to get there than when being touched. Instead of calling yourself pathetic, I'd instead refer to you as versatile. You're not a one trick pony who needs certain things to happen to get off.

I like your way of looking at it now. Thanks.

Des

[rascalnvixen]

I'm glad you and others actually read this stuff.

~ Des

What stuff???? I'm just kidding as usual, but I must say that this is the one thread that I look for every day. I'm not so cerebral as Sam or solstice in analyzing your style of writing or how deep you must feel about things, I just like the story for what you write. I guess I spent too many years analyzing so many other things in my work that now it is just a pleasure to read and imagine what is happening to you and Gigi in your lives. Sometimes my mind goes into auto mode and I start to wonder about this or that but I guess what I'm saying is that I just like this thread because it is down to earth and except for a few rare things, is like talking to a friend.

Rascal

[Des 31]

A not-so-sexy update that may be interest to only a few, so some who aren’t regular followers here may wish to skip this. I’m still waiting to hear the details of my wife’s two nights away with her boss.

I received three phone calls this morning before Gigi returned home. The first was from her boss’ wife in the Orlando area, mostly for the reason she wanted to say “Hi” and hear how I was doing in my wife’s absence. She had made hotel reservations for Kissimmee, a town south of Orlando but nearer Disney World before learning upon arrival Disney’s closed for the public but allowing those with previous reservations. The town’s name isn’t pronounced the way it’s spelled. When they were about to enter the lobby for check-in she heard another guest refer to the city as “Kissa-me,” not “Keh-simmy” (the right pronunciation). When she, their nanny, and the two children were talking with the desk clerk, she asked the clerk how the locals pronounced the town’s name. He laughed and said that’s his most common question and followed up with a joke familiar to locals; he said, “Two men were sitting at a nearby restaurant and asked the waitress, ‘What do you call this place? The waitress replied, very slowly, ‘Burrr-Gurrr King.’”

She had already called her husband and my wife who have been fucking the past two nights at their home and their second night at the mountain cottage. She mentioned something my wife hadn’t earlier told me on the phone. On their way up the mountain to his cottage Friday night, they had stopped at a nearby country store the previous night for breakfast food instead of going to the log cabin restaurant for cereal and milk to eat the following morning.

When they arrived at the cottage, a cute, short-haired, orange kitten was meowing at his front door. Her boss poured some milk in a saucer and gave it to the cat. When they awoke this morning and stepped out the door to go swimming naked in the lake, the kitten was curled up on the back porch. He followed them to the lake and sat on the dock until they returned and walked behind them back to the house.

Realizing the small cat must have been abandoned, they brought him into the home. Her boss told my wife his kids have been wanting a cat. He decided he would take it to a vet for a checkup and shots today and present it to the family when they returned. His wife told me she hasn’t yet told their son and daughter. So they’re soon to have a new family member.

* * * * *

The third morning call was from my wife’s young fuckbuddy Beau. I was still on the phone with him when Gigi returned from her two nights away fucking her boss. She wore the same cargo pants and white polo as she had when she left Thursday night to her boss’ home.

I handed her the phone and they talked most of the next hour. The more interesting part of their conversation was Beau’s telling her he and his long-term platonic girlfriend Marti got around to having sex a few nights ago. Gigi had taken him and the girl to dinner her last night she had visited Beau at his family’s home. He had phoned Marti to ask if she would care to go out for pizza when her airplane mechanics class ended that night.

They met at a pizza and beer place near her school. He said when they sat down at the table, he was a little nervous because of their former conversation with her, my wife, and him the previous week. For that reason, sex was on his mind for the first time ever with her. So he started the conversation with a joke Gigi once told him, “What did one plate say to another? Dinner’s on me.”

Their chat centered around Beau’s sexual relationship with my wife and Marti’s ongoing, casual hookups with her flight instructor from the town’s small airport. Her pilot’s training is unrelated to her mechanical studies. She had completed the class-work and is now performing takeoffs and landings under the man’s tutelage. Sitting across from Beau at the diner, she asked whether he had ever wondered why he and she had never had sex. He walked her to their cars and he asked if she cared to go for a drive.

He parked in a remote area, unclear to us just where, and they had sex. He asked his parents if they would object if she spent the night with him at the family’s home. His mother told him she was delighted they had finally consummated their friendship in that way and his dad expressed his opinion that Marti is a wonderful girl. She stayed overnight in his room as Gigi has when they fucked. He says theirs isn’t a romantic relationship but considers theirs to be as close a friendship as any two people can have.

Gigi told him that was “great” and she was glad to hear it. She agreed with his dad’s high opinion of the woman. Beau went on to say Marti will complete her schooling in air mechanics in October and should also have her private pilot’s license by then. She’s flying now but only with her instructor. He said he’s sure she will be in town to visit with him and us in late August when his college reopens for classes.

When my wife replaced our phone on its receiver, she said she was thrilled to hear those two are now fucking and, “That’s as good as a friendship can get. I envy that.”

* * * *

Thursday night, she and her boss were fucking at his home in town. Friday after work, he drove her to his mountain cottage for the night. Both had no more than four hours' sleep. I asked how it went in my usual way to get the details. She responded Friday through this morning was one of their hottest fucks ever, but she was bushed and needed some time to catch up on sleep.

As she took off her clothes and crawled into bed, she said, “What I didn’t mention is that Beau said Marti told him she has learned she has a bisexual side. He told her about my high school lesbian club’s experience and she was fascinated with whatever part of that old story he told her. So I think their visit with us may be more than just social, but he didn’t say that to me. That should fire your imagination for a while.”

While she’s been away the past couple of days, I cleaned, vacuumed, and dusted through the house and our underground apartment (or better defined as “bomb shelter” as was its original intention under the home’s original owner. As written here before, Gigi had the shelter remodeled to serve as a self-contained two-room apartment, complete with food-storage cabinets, kitchen and living room, and bedroom. In the unlikely event we needed it for that, I think we could survive in it a year or more. The man’s widow told us her husband intended it for a three-year stay.)

Having just realized much of the above is more than anyone really cares to know, I’ll stop here. My apologies for that; I sometimes get carried away with extraneous details when posting here. My wife should be up and around soon, so I’m going to put her last couple of days’ apparel in the wash.

This afternoon as she promised before falling asleep, we’ll be fucking while I’m hotly listening to her narrative about the weekend.

I’ll be gone on a red-eye to the mid-South early Friday for three, maybe four, days to meet with a multi-dealership as a potential client. I told Gigi to make the most of it during my absence is she wishes. She grinned and said, “We’ll see. Maybe I’ll call one of my former guys.”

~ Des

[samlowen]

Chances are very good that Gigi and Bossman didn't have more appropriate food for the unexpected kitten and, based on the descriptions of Bossman's intelligence I'm going to assume he already knows this...but...from one lifelong cat owner to Bossman...please ask the vet about cats and cow's milk. Three different vets have told me to never feed it to my cats, as many cats are lactose intolerant and it can lead to diarrhea, bloating and other gastrointestinal issues for them.

My son would be stoked if he got back from a trip to find a new animal in the house. Those kids are going to be excited!

[anonymister1948]

To show you how much we pay attention, you mentioned you got three calls this morning but only described two! Not that it makes any difference. I thought you'd like to know how much I appreciate the writing, descriptions, and of course, the sex! You two have something special that few married couples have - and I'm not just talking about Gigi's extracurricular activities. You guys have the whole package. It's why yours is the first thing I look for every day when I visit this site. Best to you and Gigi!

[yielding william]

To show you how much we pay attention, you mentioned you got three calls this morning but only described two! Not that it makes any difference. I thought you'd like to know how much I appreciate the writing, descriptions, and of course, the sex! You two have something special that few married couples have - and I'm not just talking about Gigi's extracurricular activities. You guys have the whole package. It's why yours is the first thing I look for every day when I visit this site. Best to you and Gigi!

I counted three. His wife was the other one.

No matter what he writes its always amazing to me. His style reminded me of a newspaper column called Life is Short that appeared in our local paper up to a year ago about the guy's daily life (but without the sex). Then I remembered Des was a reporter before the job he has now. I think people who have happened onto this thread are the luckiest cucks online.

[anonymister1948]

His wife was the other one.

Okay, I wasn't paying enough attention after all. Completely missed it.

I'm not going to change the rest of my post though because it is the very simple truth of how amazing their marriage looks from the perspective Des portrays.

[solstice]

Having just realized much of the above is more than anyone really cares to know,

Maybe this calls for two versions of your reports, The abridged version for those wanting a quick wank, and the War and Peace scrip: I would give a pint of blood to read the fine detail of your account,but I can visualise the colour draining from you cheeks with the thought of writers cramp.

[solstice]

The more interesting part of their conversation was Beau’s telling her he and his long-term platonic girlfriend Marti got around to having sex a few nights ago.

I can see a new chapter unfolding, allowing this young lady to explore a newly awakened aspect of her sexuality previously undiscovered.

[Tracey52]

When Beau brings Marti over I can see FF and MFF but Des make sure there is MMFF for our sakes if not your own. Don’t underestimate yourself.

[Suchen Zucker]

Having just realized much of the above is more than anyone really cares to know, I’ll stop here. My apologies for that; I sometimes get carried away with extraneous details when posting here. My wife should be up and around soon, so I’m going to put her last couple of days’ apparel in the wash.

Write what you feel like writing and don't concern yourself with the length of your posts. The last thing we need is for you to shorten or "dumb-down" your writing to suit the few readers who are too lazy or lack the reading skills to keep up with the rest of the class. There's too much of that around already.

[samlowen]

Having just realized much of the above is more than anyone really cares to know, I’ll stop here. My apologies for that; I sometimes get carried away with extraneous details when posting here. My wife should be up and around soon, so I’m going to put her last couple of days’ apparel in the wash.

Write what you feel like writing and don't concern yourself with the length of your posts. The last thing we need is for you to shorten or "dumb-down" your writing to suit the few readers who are too lazy or lack the reading skills to keep up with the rest of the class. There's too much of that around already.

Agree.

[afagehi7]

Hopefully HK and Kentros are okay. Depending on what news station one watches and believes the PNW may or may not be in total anarchy.

[Des 31]

I should have mentioned this so Florida residents at this website won't tar and feather me.

Just so no one will put off a trip this summer to Orlando over some remarks I made above, I learned this morning Walt Disney World is half-opening July 11 and will be fully opened by June 17. The many other area attractions, I'm told, are already open and the boss' family and au pair are having a great time. Those who have been in the Orlando area (and Kissimmee, not far from Orlando) know there's far more to do there than any family can handle during a two-week vacation.

~ Des