Her Plan to Dip Toe in Hotwife Water

[rooster444]

Maybe some gentle encouragement to redirect her recreational activities toward muscular, well endowed stallions and away from the wine bottle.

"It's a hangover free, productive, good for the ego, healthy alternative which we can all enjoy..."

[johnstevens555]

Okay, I've concluded she is a "binge" social drinker but is starting to bleed over into concerning territory. She has self-observed and expressed that she is going to cut back, and that she would like me to give her a gentle reminder not to have that "next glass" of wine when we are out. Let's see how that goes.

The therapist also asked her to reduce her "self-medication" via wine.

A month of sobriety would not be a bad idea bro. You will learn a lot.

[anonymister1948]

Okay, I've concluded she is a "binge" social drinker but is starting to bleed over into concerning territory. She has self-observed and expressed that she is going to cut back, and that she would like me to give her a gentle reminder not to have that "next glass" of wine when we are out. Let's see how that goes.

The therapist also asked her to reduce her "self-medication" via wine.

The "self-medication" remark is telling. Lots of people self-medicate using all sorts of things. But the issue isn't self-medication, it's WHAT is being medicated, in the first place. Real change doesn't happen until we figure that out.

[william70]

It's funny you should say binge social drinker. After each of my first (2) DWI's, during probation, I was given a quite extensive written test. Both times I was deemed a social drinker, with tendencies for binge drinking. My 3rd DWI happened less than a year after #2. I had cut back on my drinking quite a bit. My wife demanded it after #2. After having a bad day at work I stopped by the bar for one. Surprise, my body which used to be able to handle a twelve pack with no problem suddenly couldn't handle 4 cans of beer in under an hour. 3rd DWI. Mandatory treatment, jail time and loss of license and major fine.
You'll know I'm right when after you help her "cut back" you'll come home and find her drunk on her ass.
I'm praying for you and praying I'm wrong. But I'm not.
The means by which she gets drunk, whether it's wine, beer, bourbon, vodka or tequila it makes no difference. I'm sure you've heard the term "wino".

[anonymister1948]

It's funny you should say binge social drinker. After each of my first (2) DWI's, during probation, I was given a quite extensive written test. Both times I was deemed a social drinker, with tendencies for binge drinking. My 3rd DWI happened less than a year after #2. I had cut back on my drinking quite a bit. My wife demanded it after #2. After having a bad day at work I stopped by the bar for one. Surprise, my body which used to be able to handle a twelve pack with no problem suddenly couldn't handle 4 cans of beer in under an hour. 3rd DWI. Mandatory treatment, jail time and loss of license and major fine.
You'll know I'm right when after you help her "cut back" you'll come home and find her drunk on her ass.
I'm praying for you and praying I'm wrong. But I'm not.
The means by which she gets drunk, whether it's wine, beer, bourbon, vodka or tequila it makes no difference. I'm sure you've heard the term "wino".

Thank you, William. Your story and mine are similar. Mine was 8 years after you. After my divorce, I got to know a woman on the internet (AOL Messenger believe it or not) and we struck up a friendship that eventually brought her from Boston to my home city. We fucked like bunnies for 3 straight days but there was something off about her. There is a certain breath smell that alcoholics have. My mom had it and I, then 7 years sober, was keyed into it. Sure enough, she was an alcoholic. She promised and begged, and told me she would stop drinking. Because in the end, when you stop drinking, you truly are a different person. I had no idea what she would be like and didn't want to take that long-distance energy to find out.

Sorry SW for hijacking your thread!

[Mr Mrs Cream]

Okay, I've concluded she is a "binge" social drinker but is starting to bleed over into concerning territory. She has self-observed and expressed that she is going to cut back, and that she would like me to give her a gentle reminder not to have that "next glass" of wine when we are out. Let's see how that goes.

The therapist also asked her to reduce her "self-medication" via wine.

How about talk with SW to change her wine focusing to cum focusinf?
If she likes to drink/taste wine so now it would be a cum.

[slenderfish]

It's funny you should say binge social drinker. After each of my first (2) DWI's, during probation, I was given a quite extensive written test. Both times I was deemed a social drinker, with tendencies for binge drinking. My 3rd DWI happened less than a year after #2. I had cut back on my drinking quite a bit. My wife demanded it after #2. After having a bad day at work I stopped by the bar for one. Surprise, my body which used to be able to handle a twelve pack with no problem suddenly couldn't handle 4 cans of beer in under an hour. 3rd DWI. Mandatory treatment, jail time and loss of license and major fine.
You'll know I'm right when after you help her "cut back" you'll come home and find her drunk on her ass.
I'm praying for you and praying I'm wrong. But I'm not.
The means by which she gets drunk, whether it's wine, beer, bourbon, vodka or tequila it makes no difference. I'm sure you've heard the term "wino".

Thank you, William. Your story and mine are similar. Mine was 8 years after you. After my divorce, I got to know a woman on the internet (AOL Messenger believe it or not) and we struck up a friendship that eventually brought her from Boston to my home city. We fucked like bunnies for 3 straight days but there was something off about her. There is a certain breath smell that alcoholics have. My mom had it and I, then 7 years sober, was keyed into it. Sure enough, she was an alcoholic. She promised and begged, and told me she would stop drinking. Because in the end, when you stop drinking, you truly are a different person. I had no idea what she would be like and didn't want to take that long-distance energy to find out.

Sorry SW for hijacking your thread!

Thanks for the real-life experiences. I will take these as they were intended.

[slenderfish]

I'm on a ski trip to Utah with one of my best buddies. Well, a working ski trip.

SW is home alone beginning yesterday afternoon (Fri) until my return late Tuesday morning. It'll be interesting to see what she does with her alone time.

Perhaps she will call her new restaurateur admirer. She pulled him in on Thursday night. We were out at a holiday jewelry presentation event, ended up drinking a lot of very fine wine (unintentional but it's quite a story) at an after-dinner that became an after-party.

I'll tell the story now.

We got all dressed up to go to a private club downtown (members-only social club) where one of the members, who is our friend, was hosting a bit of a private party. SW of course one of the hottest in attendance. The fine (and expensive) jewelry looked fabulous on her. I think our friend invited us to some degree for that purpose. The servers took wine and cocktail orders throughout the evening.

Afterward, we needed to get a bite and intended to go upstairs to the bar of the club, where one can also order a little something from the kitchen. But the kitchen was closed!

So it was suggested we go up the street to a fancy restaurant and get seated before they closed at 10:00 p.m. We arrived at 9:45 and of course the restaurant staff was a bit chagrined, but our group ended up begin six couples and we ordered, etc. The wine flowed and the food was excellent. The tab a bit shocking but not really. By the time we were done, the place was fully closed and a few of the remaining staff were milling about, trying not to look annoyed that we were taking too long.

Most of our group left, and SW still had half a glass of wine, unfinished. She of course will not guzzle it, so I decided to let her take some time and I excused myself to the bathroom, in anticipation of the drive home.

Upon my return from the restroom, SW had moved herself to the table of the restaurant workers and was gabbing with them. The owner of the restaurant had appeared and released a couple of the workers to go home, then sat at the table. After perfunctory introductions, we all smiled and were acting polite as SW took her sweet time with her wine. One of the couples from our dinner also came by to see what was happening, and knew the owner from previous visits, so it became more relaxed.

The owner is a well-known chef and has this big, well-known expensive restaurant, and several others, around the world. And is apparently single.

When SW finished her glass, someone said "I suppose that's it. Probably time to call it a night, unless there is something else."

The owner said, "Well, when wine is finished, then we either go home or drink some more wine!"

By then there were just six of us, in total. My friend (the one who knows the chef) replied "Are you saying we should have another bottle? If so, what bottle?"

The chef said "Any bottle you like" as he winked at SW.

Our friend's eyes got wide and he ran into the world-class wine cellar like a kid in a candy store, and after about five minutes of indecision, brought out a very nice bottle of Italian wine. One of the staff immediately opened it and decanted it.

Suffice it to say, we took our time and visited while the wine decanted, and then drank and heard stories from the "old world" and it was a magical time. And we had yet another bottle of wine, quietly prepared by the staff guy.

Eventually the owner said how much he enjoyed the quiet time late at night with old and new friends, and asked when we might return for a repeat. SW said that she will return the next day (Friday, yesterday) for a late lunch with a girlfriend in tow, because I (SF) will be out of town on a ski trip. The chef asked her to call him in advance, so he can be sure to have a table prepared. They exchanged telephone numbers.

SW was very obviously "working" the chef guy. Our friend kept looking at her and then at me with a bit of a laugh and a certain level of disbelief. But he also has known SW for several years, and knows how she can be. We've traveled extensively in Europe with him; he's a bit older but was a serious "player" in his day.

We got home just before 3:00 a.m.

SW did not go for lunch. She was too ruined the next morning and slept until noon, then drove me to the airport at 3:00 for a 4:15 flight.

[hwfanatic]

Sounds great.

Do you have a didlo with sucker to fix it to wall/glass etc.
So you can train SW for a theesome - so didlo in vagina and your cock in the mouth.
During such splitroast you may talk dirty to her that she is so good hotwife that she may go with two men to get more satisfaction !
I can”t imagine what SW would tell you about dealing with two real cocks.

The one I ordered is a "real look and feel" toy and does have suction cup for the kind of play you suggested!

Recommendation?

[slenderfish]

Sounds great.

Do you have a didlo with sucker to fix it to wall/glass etc.
So you can train SW for a theesome - so didlo in vagina and your cock in the mouth.
During such splitroast you may talk dirty to her that she is so good hotwife that she may go with two men to get more satisfaction !
I can”t imagine what SW would tell you about dealing with two real cocks.

The one I ordered is a "real look and feel" toy and does have suction cup for the kind of play you suggested!

Recommendation?

The new toy did arrive on Friday but I was leaving for the ski trip. So I didn't make any presentation of it to her, yet. No recommendation at this point.

[Mr Mrs Cream]

I'm on a ski trip to Utah with one of my best buddies. Well, a working ski trip.

SW is home alone beginning yesterday afternoon (Fri) until my return late Tuesday morning. It'll be interesting to see what she does with her alone time.

Perhaps she will call her new restaurateur admirer. She pulled him in on Thursday night. We were out at a holiday jewelry presentation event, ended up drinking a lot of very fine wine (unintentional but it's quite a story) at an after-dinner that became an after-party.

I'll tell the story now.

We got all dressed up to go to a private club downtown (members-only social club) where one of the members, who is our friend, was hosting a bit of a private party. SW of course one of the hottest in attendance. The fine (and expensive) jewelry looked fabulous on her. I think our friend invited us to some degree for that purpose. The servers took wine and cocktail orders throughout the evening.

Afterward, we needed to get a bite and intended to go upstairs to the bar of the club, where one can also order a little something from the kitchen. But the kitchen was closed!

So it was suggested we go up the street to a fancy restaurant and get seated before they closed at 10:00 p.m. We arrived at 9:45 and of course the restaurant staff was a bit chagrined, but our group ended up begin six couples and we ordered, etc. The wine flowed and the food was excellent. The tab a bit shocking but not really. By the time we were done, the place was fully closed and a few of the remaining staff were milling about, trying not to look annoyed that we were taking too long.

Most of our group left, and SW still had half a glass of wine, unfinished. She of course will not guzzle it, so I decided to let her take some time and I excused myself to the bathroom, in anticipation of the drive home.

Upon my return from the restroom, SW had moved herself to the table of the restaurant workers and was gabbing with them. The owner of the restaurant had appeared and released a couple of the workers to go home, then sat at the table. After perfunctory introductions, we all smiled and were acting polite as SW took her sweet time with her wine. One of the couples from our dinner also came by to see what was happening, and knew the owner from previous visits, so it became more relaxed.

The owner is a well-known chef and has this big, well-known expensive restaurant, and several others, around the world. And is apparently single.

When SW finished her glass, someone said "I suppose that's it. Probably time to call it a night, unless there is something else."

The owner said, "Well, when wine is finished, then we either go home or drink some more wine!"

By then there were just six of us, in total. My friend (the one who knows the chef) replied "Are you saying we should have another bottle? If so, what bottle?"

The chef said "Any bottle you like" as he winked at SW.

Our friend's eyes got wide and he ran into the world-class wine cellar like a kid in a candy store, and after about five minutes of indecision, brought out a very nice bottle of Italian wine. One of the staff immediately opened it and decanted it.

Suffice it to say, we took our time and visited while the wine decanted, and then drank and heard stories from the "old world" and it was a magical time. And we had yet another bottle of wine, quietly prepared by the staff guy.

Eventually the owner said how much he enjoyed the quiet time late at night with old and new friends, and asked when we might return for a repeat. SW said that she will return the next day (Friday, yesterday) for a late lunch with a girlfriend in tow, because I (SF) will be out of town on a ski trip. The chef asked her to call him in advance, so he can be sure to have a table prepared. They exchanged telephone numbers.

SW was very obviously "working" the chef guy. Our friend kept looking at her and then at me with a bit of a laugh and a certain level of disbelief. But he also has known SW for several years, and knows how she can be. We've traveled extensively in Europe with him; he's a bit older but was a serious "player" in his day.

We got home just before 3:00 a.m.

SW did not go for lunch. She was too ruined the next morning and slept until noon, then drove me to the airport at 3:00 for a 4:15 flight.

Hope you would find a time during the ski trip for a call SW and talk with her about her vision for the meeting.
Maybe you may book an hotel room close to the restaurant?
It may be good place for SW and this guy to ”check his meet”.

According to mentioned didlo, you may mention that SW should be in sex traing because you took care about n prepare her for date with two men.
So to echive this level it may be good if she would feel good with stranger in the bed.

P.S.
Hope during this trip you will find a time to work on SW pictures and show some of them to your friend.

[slenderfish]

Returned from the long ski weekend. Good early-season snow conditions!

The house is quiet. SW is out and about.

I'm going to organize the new sex toy and get the batteries all charged up, etc. Perhaps we will try it out tonight?

[johnstevens555]

I wish you still had construction cameras so you could’ve caught all the wild action that probably took place at your house while you were gone.

[Mr Mrs Cream]

Returned from the long ski weekend. Good early-season snow conditions!

The house is quiet. SW is out and about.

I'm going to organize the new sex toy and get the batteries all charged up, etc. Perhaps we will try it out tonight?

Wow,
Sounds great.
Hope you have a good scenario/roleplay for her or a movie with threesome which you may move to bed.

Bellow there is a link to scenes with threesomes from mainstream movies and screenshots to see without playing:
https://videocelebs.net/search/Threesome

[TheHammer]

Make sure to warm the dildo up to body temperature if possible. Enjoy the role play!

[johnstevens555]

Fish was SW up to any mischief while you were gone?

[slenderfish]

Fish was SW up to any mischief while you were gone?

Trying to figure that out. I am aware that she did some mischief to the credit cards, with a bit of a shopping spree.

[johnstevens555]

Fish was SW up to any mischief while you were gone?

Trying to figure that out. I am aware that she did some mischief to the credit cards, with a bit of a shopping spree.

Never a dull moment with that one.

[slenderfish]

SW going in today for a consult with another plastic surgeon for renewing and upgrading her implants.

[BallSpanking]

May they motivate her to display and share them!

[slenderfish]

Last night we attended a bit of a holiday house party and saw a few of the cast of characters in our ongoing story.

- Ms. V (the hostess with her boyfriend of now approx one year who co-hosted)

- Ms. R (the dark sexy one who went up onto our rooftop deck at that one party with Mr. B and after that SW has been cold to Mr. B but not to Ms. R; she has been seeing Mr. B from time to time solely for hot sex)

- Ms. K (the pantygate hottie who reminds me of Daisy Duke as played Jessica Simpson and who went out with Mr. Italian until he broke up with her, was in attendance but showed up late and then her "date" showed up even later, a guy much younger and he showed up in a hoodie but we were all dressed up and also Ms. K in a holiday green number (little green dress).

I have become friends with the boyfriend of Ms. V. He and I spoke for a time, and he asked me a bit more about the background of some of the party guests, in reference to the social gatherings (including the Covid-time parties). The conversation somehow naturally moved from Ms. R to Mr. B. I asked him (knowing he had not) if he'd met Mr. B. He said that he only knows what Ms. V has told him about Mr. B, that he's strikingly handsome, quite the ladies' man, of course also unusually tall, and that he's got a huge dick that Ms. R cannot resist when he contacts her for a booty call.

[slenderfish]

May they motivate her to display and share them!

That's the hope and intention. It's actually in the conversation, that she will be more confident to show them off once she is more confident in them.

[william70]

What's been going on with the therapist?

[slenderfish]

What's been going on with the therapist?

With the Thanksgiving break and my traveling, we have only seen her once since mid-November. I'm also traveling this week, so SW may do a solo session.

Not much exciting to report on that. Working on "communication" which is a big grab bag of goodies, and of course necessary and productive.

[slenderfish]

I wanted to mention an encounter between SW and me last week, the morning before I departed for the ski trip (Friday, Dec 2). We'd been out late the night before, and she caught the eye of the restaurateur. He is an Italian man and was unapologetic in his obvious flirtations to SW. I deliberately gave him the green light to do so, when I arrived back from the restroom and SW had moved to his table, with some of his friends. The place was otherwise fully closed and it was two hours past the normal closing time (it was now midnight). My subtle sign was when I sat down, I didn't take a chair at the table, but rather pulled a chair from a nearby table and pulled it most of the way to the table, but just enough to be non-assertive in my body language.

Mr. Big Shot apparently took this as a green light to continue preening. He is a very nice man, and showed his generosity in so many ways. But obviously being Alpha. As I noted before, we did get home around 3:00 a.m.

I had a full morning and was up and at it. Also because I had to go to the airport by 3:00 p.m. SW slept until late morning. She had arranged a lunch meeting at the downtown restaurant, with Mr. Big Shot, the night before. But I know her and she is not getting up and getting ready like that, and as I expected, she cancelled.

But what I didn't share was that at about 11:00 a.m. she pulled me into the bedroom and was horny. She said she wanted to give me a proper "send-off" before I go to a boys' weekend (four nights). Let's also note that we've been watching the White Lotus on HBO Max, and when the guys were alone, they got into trouble. So SW had multiple angles at work.

She was randy, but I noted to her I had an important conference call at 11:30 and we best get it going. And we did.

After the initial pleasantries of greeting each other's bodies, kissing, etc. it was finally time to get into the good stuff.

While I was inside her I described the night before, how she was such a hottie and holding court at the restaurant. That Mr. Big Shot couldn't resist, and fell into her wiles. He acted like he was in charge, but it was really SW who was running the show, for all of us (and our friends, the one other couple who stayed later with us, and the other four couples had departed). She scored the fabulous bottles of wine for us, from the private library of Mr. Big Shot.

Anyway, I described that Mr. Big Shot poured a glass of wine for SW from the decanter, and asked her to come over to take it from his hand. That when she got over to him, he pulled her onto his lap, in the same way that Mike Grgich (of Grgish Wines) had actually done a couple of years before when we were at his wine event. Grgich said to her at the time "I'm not gonna let you get away" and we've been chuckling about it since then.

So back to my narrative. SW is in the lap of Mr. Big Shot and he isn't going to let her get away. All of us at the table are taken aback and wondering if SW will fight or be clever. She chose clever. She started a lap dance, which she's been practicing and is very sexy in performing. She leans forward and pulls up her dress to show some leg and thigh to the rest of us, but Mr. Big Shot gets to see her heart-shaped ass and thong. She gyrates a bit, causing the cheeks to quiver just a bit, and then drops her dress and turns around to face him. She teases her hair in his face, and he takes in her scent, while moving her hips side to side, for all of us to see. She then kneels up on his lap, and leans her breasts into his face, and he subtly kisses and likes her cleavage without anyone else seeing.

She then walks in a sexy way behind him, smiles at me and then drapes her hair over his shoulders, rubbing her hands over his shoulders and down his arms to his thighs, rubbing them in a provocative manner. Finishes the circle and is back in front of him, grinding her booty into his crotch. Achieving the goal of a raging hard-on for Mr. Big Shot, she teases him again and reaches behind her and lifts her dress, now grinding her bare cheeks onto the tent pole coming up from his lap, but again only he can see. She is smiling and her eyes are locked to mine.

She fumbles with his belt and, again nobody can see, frees his raging hard on. Rubs it against her milky white cheeks and then quickly rotates herself to hide it from all of us, and covers it all up with her hair, and takes the head of his cock into her mouth. She is trying to be discreet with the BJ, wanting us to all wonder if "she is really giving him a BJ or if it's all show"?

But in her haste to turn around and cover the cock so we won't see it, her dress did not fall back down. Unknown to her, the dress remained hiked up (it is a very form-fitting dress, so it stayed up) and we all saw her beautiful trophy ass, with the sensual thong just covering the fabulous bits.

While she remained focused on sneaking this blow job to Mr. Big Shot, one of his younger (and hung) friends quietly moved behind her, pulled out his cock, and with one swift move pulled aside her thong and slipped it into her now-wet pussy from behind. She was surprised but so turned on she took it in stride and the show continued, her head in motion on the one cock while her hips and ass bobbed in motion on the cock from behind.

In real life, with her and me in the bed, she was unusually wet and I was thrusting deep as I described the scene to her. I asked her what happened next.

She answered, "Mr. Big Shot came in my mouth just as his friend came in my pussy from behind, and I had a monstrous orgasm as a result, as I swallowed to avoid making a mess on my face and dress." And I (Slenderfish) erupted inside of her.

After the short hugs and kisses and disengaging, I did finish the story. That Mr. Big Shot said she gave the best BJ ever, but that he wants more. So he invited her for lunch the next day and she said "it's a date" and off we went, home.

And then I observed the clock and had five minutes to prepare for my call. Well done, SW!