My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
oh sorry I got the people mixed up. Enjoy your day!!!
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afagehi7
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Like anything else, desensitizedDes 31 wrote: ↑Fri Jan 21, 2022 5:39 amHi 6 . . . Eric isn't married, not even dating other women for now. The married guy mentioned was the second guy my wife met back when she was 28, now living in Washington state. And that guy wasn't married when he and my wife last had sex. Maybe I didn't state that well - It was only included here to make some sense about an attitude my wife has developed over the years about her feelings when longer relationships come to an end. She shrugs it off and doesn't dwell on negative outcomes. I hadn't realized her thoughts about that until Eric moved out the previous week.
~ Des
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
About the above... A poster here Jan. 23, 2020, asked if husbands notice changes in his wife if she has sex with other men. I suspect most will; it certainly has changed my wife. I responded, and realized as I was writing, that also answers questions we have many times received here - what Gigi is really like. I won't quote all that here, but if any who have asked or care can check it out at the fourth response to "Personality changes," page 1, viewtopic.php?f=5&t=65328
I had considered adding that in our thread, but it always seemed not to fit whatever I was writing at those times. Any following this thread might already realize she has changed over the years I've been keeping our journal. I explained why in today's response to GreekHWcpl.
~ Des
I had considered adding that in our thread, but it always seemed not to fit whatever I was writing at those times. Any following this thread might already realize she has changed over the years I've been keeping our journal. I explained why in today's response to GreekHWcpl.
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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rascalnvixen
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Des, that's an interesting contribution to the other thread. I don't think any of us who have followed your journey would have found anything new in your comments there. It's been quite obvious that Gigi is not the same woman she was in her mid 20s. The number of men she has entertained and the types of men have evolved. She is now having sex with fewer men than in those days and I think they are of notable character, meaning they are more substantive than just frivolous. They all seem to have a particular skill and/or interest that has enriched her intellect and skills. But you know more than anyone else.
Rascal
Rascal
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A time for favorites?
Well, Saturday night through the following morning wasn't hotwifing, so that probably doesn't even belong at this board. I didn't even record it in our journey but have to admit it was a new and fulfilling experience. Beau and Sherry drove to our place Saturday night. We had a light dinner at six-thirty, then sat a while together in the hot tub and reminiscing about the earlier times when my wife and Beau first met. Sherry was brought up to date on her and his adventures with Jack at various times. She loved it. Her favorite story as told by Gigi was a night she, Jack, and Beau stayed overnight with my wife's and Beau's former friend in their RV alongside a forested lake. Beau blushed at her description of the four having sex and swapping guys that night.
At around eight-thirty, I drove Sherry to their home where we stayed the night and left Beau and Gigi at our home. All that was different from previous writings here was the following morning. My back was aching for an unknown reason and Sherry offered a full body rub. The effect on me was better than that of any masseuse I have experienced, perhaps for the reason of an explosive happy ending. Beau phoned around eight that morning and asked if I was ready to come home. I drove home where Gigi was still naked and hadn't yet got out of bed. She invited me to join her.
We talked for another hour. She said that night was perhaps her best experience ever with Beau and each opened up to the other about their pasts of which neither had before known. I inquired whether that made Beau her "all-time favorite." She won't commonly compare her guys but admitted that title would have to go to her boss. Their relationship is different in the many ways as written here in the past. Although my wife claims size doesn't matter, I joked that I supposed his massive python had something to do with that. She laughed and said, "Well, it does go deeper."
We got dressed and headed to church where we again met up with Beau and Sherry and sat alongside them in a pew during the service. We went to lunch afterward. Our conversation was mostly ordinary but included some sex talk. Sherry said they have included my wife's friend Derrick in threesomes twice so far, and Derrick spent a couple of hours with Sherry while her husband was at a night class. Sherry looked across the table to each of us and said, "But you two are our favorites. We never want to lose you as friends."
I guess that was the weekend of talking about "favorites." Gigi responded she didn't want to lose them as friends either and I dittoed that.
~ Des
Well, Saturday night through the following morning wasn't hotwifing, so that probably doesn't even belong at this board. I didn't even record it in our journey but have to admit it was a new and fulfilling experience. Beau and Sherry drove to our place Saturday night. We had a light dinner at six-thirty, then sat a while together in the hot tub and reminiscing about the earlier times when my wife and Beau first met. Sherry was brought up to date on her and his adventures with Jack at various times. She loved it. Her favorite story as told by Gigi was a night she, Jack, and Beau stayed overnight with my wife's and Beau's former friend in their RV alongside a forested lake. Beau blushed at her description of the four having sex and swapping guys that night.
At around eight-thirty, I drove Sherry to their home where we stayed the night and left Beau and Gigi at our home. All that was different from previous writings here was the following morning. My back was aching for an unknown reason and Sherry offered a full body rub. The effect on me was better than that of any masseuse I have experienced, perhaps for the reason of an explosive happy ending. Beau phoned around eight that morning and asked if I was ready to come home. I drove home where Gigi was still naked and hadn't yet got out of bed. She invited me to join her.
We talked for another hour. She said that night was perhaps her best experience ever with Beau and each opened up to the other about their pasts of which neither had before known. I inquired whether that made Beau her "all-time favorite." She won't commonly compare her guys but admitted that title would have to go to her boss. Their relationship is different in the many ways as written here in the past. Although my wife claims size doesn't matter, I joked that I supposed his massive python had something to do with that. She laughed and said, "Well, it does go deeper."
We got dressed and headed to church where we again met up with Beau and Sherry and sat alongside them in a pew during the service. We went to lunch afterward. Our conversation was mostly ordinary but included some sex talk. Sherry said they have included my wife's friend Derrick in threesomes twice so far, and Derrick spent a couple of hours with Sherry while her husband was at a night class. Sherry looked across the table to each of us and said, "But you two are our favorites. We never want to lose you as friends."
I guess that was the weekend of talking about "favorites." Gigi responded she didn't want to lose them as friends either and I dittoed that.
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
With exception of the wonderful massage you had with Sherry, you did not say if you had sex with her on Saturday night and if you had, were there anything that in Sherry's conversation that stirred the blood? Please excuse my inquisitive nature. does conversation flow easily with Sherry, and did you take her to her home principally to give Gigi and Beau some intimate time.
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rascalnvixen
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
I'm quite sure you all had a wonderful weekend, especially Saturday night!!! Glad to hear it was a good time without any problems. I would guess this isn't the last time this arrangement is made but I don't expect it will be frequent.
Back problems are often a result of old men over exerting themselves to prove they are still as good as they were 10 years prior!!!
Hahaha... just kidding!!! Couldn't resist the opportunity!!!! I guess that's why they call me Rascal!!! 
Rascal
Back problems are often a result of old men over exerting themselves to prove they are still as good as they were 10 years prior!!!
Rascal
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Thanks for the update Des. I do believe this account belongs here as it was double hotwifing. In any event we want to read about it. I’m interested to know to what level did Beau and Gigi share their sexual pasts? For example did she tell him about Mr Boss? I doubt it.
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afagehi7
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Or the cuckold parties from page-ish 3-5?Tracey52 wrote: ↑Tue Jan 25, 2022 11:38 amThanks for the update Des. I do believe this account belongs here as it was double hotwifing. In any event we want to read about it. I’m interested to know to what level did Beau and Gigi share their sexual pasts? For example did she tell him about Mr Boss? I doubt it.
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rascalnvixen
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Maybe I should suggest Des set an alarm for seven days so he doesn't forget to give us an update. (hint, hint, hint) I hope all is good for them. It's not often we hear nothing from him for a full week.
Ok, Ok. I just wanted to bump this thread back up on the front page without typing "bump"!!
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Whosbeensleeping
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Blew that eh?rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Tue Feb 01, 2022 1:22 pmMaybe I should suggest Des set an alarm for seven days so he doesn't forget to give us an update. (hint, hint, hint) I hope all is good for them. It's not often we hear nothing from him for a full week.Ok, Ok. I just wanted to bump this thread back up on the front page without typing "bump"!!
Rascal
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
I can fully understand why Sherry would think you two were her favorites. It goes beyond the sex and is more a feeling of being comfortable with both of you.
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
My apologies to those who have noticed our absence here the past couple of weeks. Your comments and PMs are appreciated. Work, sex, and life took precedence, and I hadn’t even had time to update our journal over those days. I’m sure I’ll get around to telling more about what has happened during that time. After repeated late hours at the office, I’m taking this day off to relax.
But we can offer what was probably the more significant over that time. Of all that has come about, last weekend most affected me. I was glad to get something off my chest that has bugged me for years.
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Thursday evening, our home phone rang. I wouldn’t have guessed the caller at the time my wife answered. A once irritating guy from my past - now a psychologist who I had known in college when the two of us were students- was on the phone. As a grad student, Theo was one of a few with who I hung around at a local pub after classes. He was the only one among us who wasn’t a journalism student. That didn’t really matter. At the outset, we judged him as an outgoing, seemingly ultra-confident guy who attracted chicks as well as the best of us. Over time, our opinions changed.
At first, Theo was a welcome guest among the group. But over time, it became clear he then was an egoist whose truthfulness about his achievements and other background came into question. Along with the opinions of others, with one possible exception, I came to detest his attendance. We put up with him as a courtesy. Most often, we pretended to believe his tales about his allegedly glorious days in a high school football and basketball. And that wasn’t all. His alleged sexual successes and travels to wondrous places and experiences were over the top.
His first years as a licensed psychologist were with an established practice of four psychologists in his hometown. He decided to go elsewhere. Of all the places he decided to set up his own psychology practice, he chose this city to which I had transferred. I didn’t realize he was in our area until my wife once set up an appointment with his office. At that time, she had begun having sex with other men at my encouragement; she began dating so many and so often, I suspected she had begun to exhibit symptoms of nymphomania. Gigi didn’t agree but sought out a counselor for a professional opinion. She phoned the first psychologist she found in the phone book and set up an appointment. I didn’t know at the time it was the same guy I knew when in journalism school.
Thursday night, Gigi was on the phone with him for at least a half-hour. For a minute or two, she laughed and recalled how he and she had ended up fucking after each realized there was no need for follow-up counseling. He concluded she wasn’t sexually addicted. Instead, he explained her behavior is common for a woman who experiences newfound freedom in consensual sex with men outside her marriage. Nothing in her behavior exhibited symptoms of the more common compulsive actions and rituals of any such mental disorder.
My wife exacted some teasing revenge for my remarks about nymphomania. She didn’t let me forget those accusations for months thereafter, and I admitted my suspicions were wrong. I think my exact words in my first response to her joking about that were, “I’m glad it’s all normal and that you like other guys fucking you.” She laughed at that and said, “I should have agreed when you first brought it up. Just one dick won’t ever be enough again.”
While on the phone, she responded to a question he asked. She said, “Not so much now. I don’t have sex with so many as when I was seeing you in consultations.” I realized approximately the nature of his inquiry and that she didn’t wish to be more specific. Wrapping up their talk, She said in response to his final question, “I’ll call you back on that. I’ll ask my husband.” Replacing the phone on its receiver, she turned to me to say, “You’ll never guess who that was.” I didn’t need to guess. It was clear to me within a minute of their conversation.
I asked what he wanted. She grinned with a playful expression of a cheek protruding as her tongue pressed against it. She said, “He wants to fuck me again.” I’m sure my look darkened and my eyes squinted. I said, “Only if that’s what you want. Or need.”
More recently, my wife had again briefly encountered Theo a night Gigi had dinner with Derrick, his former wife Marjorie, and the woman’s live-in business partner Chase. He was at the same restaurant with a date and came over to her table for a short conversation. She told me he no longer exhibits t the personality traits I had known years before. Among other qualities, she said, he doesn’t insert himself into conversations as he once had but instead focuses on others. She says he seems a normal, honest man I would probably like if we reconnected. I doubted it, but Gigi is a good reader of other people.
She nodded affirmatively to my question and said, “The sex was good.” She went on to say he would like to have the two of us over to his home Friday night as a social visit. She realized he’s also interested in reuniting sexually with her. She said, “He isn’t the guy you knew, he’s fine now. You would feel better letting go of the negativity. I once read forgiveness doesn’t change the past, but it enlarges the future. And it’s the right thing to do. So give him a chance.”
Well, how can you argue with that? I agreed to accept his invitation, and she phoned him back to say we would be at his place at six-thirty last Friday. He occasionally uses a local catering company he calls for dinner guests at his home. He read from an online menu when asking my wife her choice of a meal and what she believed to be mine from the caterers’ menu he read to her.
Snow had fallen the previous two days, but the roads were cleared of ice all the way from our home to his. A psychologist’s income isn’t typically as great as that of a psychiatrist who would also be a medical doctor. He’s a middle-class guy as we consider ourselves to be. His two-bedroom home is in a neatly-kept neighborhood. We arrived a few minutes past 6:30. My wife wore the outfit I suggested - a dark blue blouse, a white skirt with a hem just above the knees, and dark blue pumps. Her hair was pulled back flat at the side of her head and pinned at the back.
Theo greeted us at his door. He was dressed casually in a long-sleeve, plaid shirt and gray slacks. Gig threw her arms around his neck in a cheek-to-cheek hug and briefly kissed him on the lips. She thanked him for his invitation and said, “I missed seeing you all this time.” I think I blushed. He said, “You’re always welcome to visit. I missed you too.”
He sat at the head of his dining table and Gigi and I sat at opposite sides alongside him. Within the first half-hour at his dinner table, I realized my wife was right about how he has changed. Most of our conversation was his asking about me, my work and whether I still write short stories to magazines; I rarely care about doing that anymore but had submitted four that were published up to two and a half years before. He asked Gigi about her work without offering any information about himself until she or I asked.
As our conversation went on, he didn’t seem anything like the guy I had known. Some men socially mature in their teens, others in their thirties, and some never do. Whenever he may have changed, he’s no longer the jerk I recalled. Now at age 37, he’s as physically fit as I remembered in college. As happens with some men, his aging has come to be a physical enhancement. One difference I noticed was that the dark hair above his ears show signs of early graying but meliorated his appearance for the better. He was a chick magnet in school but now would probably appeal to women of any age. My wife was clearly as enthralled with him as he was with her. She laughed at his every minor, joking remark whether all that humorous or not.
I had been curious as to why Theo phoned after all this time but soon learned what motivated him. He mentioned she and I came to mind when he was watching a 1960s film on TV the night before phoning Gigi. The star was actor Patrick O’Neal from 50-or-more years ago. He said, “So I was reminded of you. You look like him except you have thicker hair.”
Gigi laughed and said others have commented I look like the Spanish actor Antonio Banderas in his later years except he’s now mostly bald and that I had never agreed with that comparison. Theo chuckled and said, “I can see that. Actually, you’re like a combination of the two. Either of them looks more like someone you’d like to have as a neighbor rather than a typical movie star. That’s a big advantage in life.” He was winning me over.
With all that, the reasons for my wife’s attraction to him dawned on me. It isn’t just physical; he can be an entertaining guy. I recalled her comment at home about her past sexual thrills with him. I decided to push the envelope and said, “I understand Gigi told you of my approval for her to have sex with other men.” Gigi’s lips twisted into a smile that seemed more of a smirk and looked over at Theo. He grinned and responded that’s a common desire of many men,and added, “I understand it. Especially being married to a woman like your wife.” Gigi blushed, glanced over to me, and said, “My husband looks on me as a sexual object he takes pride in sharing.”
Theo was quiet for several seconds as he looked from Gigi to me, then said, “Your generosity was greatly appreciated.” I’m sure he understood my comment of approval as an opening for him to fuck her again. He suggested we go to the living room.
His living room was dimly lit by a small light at the top shelf of his bookcase that filled a full wall. Gigi sat alongside him on the couch and I sat opposite the two. His conversation turned more to my wife than to me. I was impressed with his seductive comments. Perhaps that talent is his training as a counselor, or maybe it’s experience. Gigi responded only in a silent expression of excitation. He laid a hand onto hers. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then leaned to kiss him fully on the lips.
He reached to unbutton her blouse. My wife’s lips trembled as he unhooked her bra. She laid a hand onto his crotch and stroked the fabric above what I assumed to be a swelling cock. Words I couldn’t make out passed between them. Theo is smoother than I would have guessed and my wife’s libido was in hyper-drive. Her nipples protruded like spikes. I breathed heavily. My swelling dick strained against my khakis. If she even remembered I was in the room, I couldn’t detect it.
Her blouse and his shirt were left behind on the couch as he led her to his bedroom. He didn’t turn on any lighting as they walked through the room’s door. My excitation was probably as great as theirs. At times like this, I sometimes feel or react in ways that I later think of as foolish. I don’t now remember why but clasped my hand over my mouth. My hand covered the growing bulge at my lap.
I hadn’t heard the room’s door closed and detected nothing but silence from down the hall for two or three minutes. The silence was broken by my wife’s passionate moans. Only later did I learn that each undressed the other, She was leaning her butt against his dresser as he knelt to mouth her cunt. His tongue lashing her clitoris like a wet whip.
Screams and shouts reverberated from his bedroom as his cock had entered her opening and he thrust his cock into her into her hot cunt. My wife wailed, “Ohmygoddd! Fuck meeee.”
Now, with my dick hard as stone, I unzipped my fly and crept down the hallway’s darkness to peer around the door jamb. Theo was atop her and now fucking her hard. Her long legs were splayed and her heels dug into the mattress. Her head was pressed back onto a pillow. She grasped the back of his arms with which he braced his hands at each side of her head. Her eyes were wide and affixed on his. The mouths of both hung open. It seemed to me their fucking had wiped every other thought from their minds like a vacuum cleaner on a soiled floor. Gigi muttered, “Oh fuck. It’s so good!” He moaned, “I love your married pussy.”
Gigi raised her legs atop his shoulders as he thrust into her with a fury. Her screams pierced my ears as if she were just inches away. I leaned away, my back to the wall, and pulled the handkerchief from a pocket and my dick from my fly. Curling my fist around my cock, I masturbated to the hot and bothered sounds of their passionate moans. The swish of sheets resonated like air wafting a flag in a breeze.
My wife squealed and bawled. She whimpered, “I fucking missed you.” A guilty sentiment washed over me as I realized my complaints about him had caused her to break off their past relationship. He really has changed, My criticisms and objections had cost her thrills she was now enjoying. “It isn’t just about me,” she has often said, “It’s also for you.” That’s true, but as she has often joked, it’s still mostly about her.
Again, at that moment, I had the feeling that it’s just as much for me. I think the heat I felt was as great as theirs. My heart pounded in my chest.
He murmured, “I missed you too,” and she sobbed as his stick hotly thrust through her opening. The rapidity of their slapping flesh was like that of a jackhammer. Her sobs of pleasure pushed me over the edge. I spurted a load of semen into the folds of the handkerchief.
Closing my eyes, I rested my head against the hallway’s wall. I zipped up my fly and returned to the living room for the remainder of an hour the two were in bed. Gigi later told me she had climaxed twice, then leaned aside and took his cock into her mouth. She loves the feel of a guy’s hard pole that way and sucked him until his dick rose to attention. He urged her to her knees and fucked her from behind. I didn’t then know their sexual position but loved hearing my wife’s fevered screams.
I glanced to my watch when they emerged half-naked from the bedroom to retrieve her blouse and his shirt. It was 9:18. As the two buttoned up, Theo told me my wife had said she and I should go, that it was near our usual bedtime. Actually, we’re most often up later on Friday or Saturday nights but I didn’t question her reason for telling him that.
They kissed deeply at the doorway as we were about to leave. I stood at the open doorway as he grasped her hand and asked softly when he could see her again. Gigi said, “Soon. Call me.” Before closing his front door behind me, I turned and thanked him for his hospitality. He said it was good reconnecting with me. Yeah. I’m sure it was, but my wife had something to do with that.
Gigi filled me in on whatever I hadn’t observed from the hallway. At home, we went to bed but not to sleep. I fucked her as she enthusiastically told me of her feelings when Theo was banging her. She didn’t again climax, but I was cumming within two or three minutes.
I lay aside her and apologized for once discouraging her to break up with him. I added, “I didn’t realize how good it was for you.” She grinned and said at the time she also had begun to realize all he then told her about himself couldn’t possibly have been completely true and realized I was right about that. “He grew up,” she said, “and that’s all that matters now. I don’t blame you for any of that.” She turned aside and fell promptly asleep.
I folded my hands behind my head in satisfaction. She was right about something else. Letting go of negative feelings really is rewarding. I’m sure I’ll soon forget any of that and wished I hadn’t let their former relationship get to me the way it did.
After all, it’s just sex. And I want her to get all she wants, whenever she wants. I like that too.
~ Des
FOLLOW-UP (a joke I was told 2 or so hours after posting the above):
Beau phoned my office this morning, was told by the receptionist I was at home today, then phoned me here. He said he was in the bank's HR office a few minutes at the time the department's supervisor phoned my wife in her office about a new letter they received. Someone who had previously sent a letter claiming there are 120 or so different genders and asking the bank to recognize that in their advertising sent another with approximately the same remarks.
My wife had previously told them to file the original letter away and forget it. This time, she said to the supervisor, "If I had a dollar for every gender there is, I'd have two dollars and a bunch of counterfeits." The supervisor broke up laughing and repeated that to the staff and Beau. They thought it was hilarious.
So maybe that's worth repeating here. Hope none are offended.
~ Des
But we can offer what was probably the more significant over that time. Of all that has come about, last weekend most affected me. I was glad to get something off my chest that has bugged me for years.
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Thursday evening, our home phone rang. I wouldn’t have guessed the caller at the time my wife answered. A once irritating guy from my past - now a psychologist who I had known in college when the two of us were students- was on the phone. As a grad student, Theo was one of a few with who I hung around at a local pub after classes. He was the only one among us who wasn’t a journalism student. That didn’t really matter. At the outset, we judged him as an outgoing, seemingly ultra-confident guy who attracted chicks as well as the best of us. Over time, our opinions changed.
At first, Theo was a welcome guest among the group. But over time, it became clear he then was an egoist whose truthfulness about his achievements and other background came into question. Along with the opinions of others, with one possible exception, I came to detest his attendance. We put up with him as a courtesy. Most often, we pretended to believe his tales about his allegedly glorious days in a high school football and basketball. And that wasn’t all. His alleged sexual successes and travels to wondrous places and experiences were over the top.
His first years as a licensed psychologist were with an established practice of four psychologists in his hometown. He decided to go elsewhere. Of all the places he decided to set up his own psychology practice, he chose this city to which I had transferred. I didn’t realize he was in our area until my wife once set up an appointment with his office. At that time, she had begun having sex with other men at my encouragement; she began dating so many and so often, I suspected she had begun to exhibit symptoms of nymphomania. Gigi didn’t agree but sought out a counselor for a professional opinion. She phoned the first psychologist she found in the phone book and set up an appointment. I didn’t know at the time it was the same guy I knew when in journalism school.
Thursday night, Gigi was on the phone with him for at least a half-hour. For a minute or two, she laughed and recalled how he and she had ended up fucking after each realized there was no need for follow-up counseling. He concluded she wasn’t sexually addicted. Instead, he explained her behavior is common for a woman who experiences newfound freedom in consensual sex with men outside her marriage. Nothing in her behavior exhibited symptoms of the more common compulsive actions and rituals of any such mental disorder.
My wife exacted some teasing revenge for my remarks about nymphomania. She didn’t let me forget those accusations for months thereafter, and I admitted my suspicions were wrong. I think my exact words in my first response to her joking about that were, “I’m glad it’s all normal and that you like other guys fucking you.” She laughed at that and said, “I should have agreed when you first brought it up. Just one dick won’t ever be enough again.”
While on the phone, she responded to a question he asked. She said, “Not so much now. I don’t have sex with so many as when I was seeing you in consultations.” I realized approximately the nature of his inquiry and that she didn’t wish to be more specific. Wrapping up their talk, She said in response to his final question, “I’ll call you back on that. I’ll ask my husband.” Replacing the phone on its receiver, she turned to me to say, “You’ll never guess who that was.” I didn’t need to guess. It was clear to me within a minute of their conversation.
I asked what he wanted. She grinned with a playful expression of a cheek protruding as her tongue pressed against it. She said, “He wants to fuck me again.” I’m sure my look darkened and my eyes squinted. I said, “Only if that’s what you want. Or need.”
More recently, my wife had again briefly encountered Theo a night Gigi had dinner with Derrick, his former wife Marjorie, and the woman’s live-in business partner Chase. He was at the same restaurant with a date and came over to her table for a short conversation. She told me he no longer exhibits t the personality traits I had known years before. Among other qualities, she said, he doesn’t insert himself into conversations as he once had but instead focuses on others. She says he seems a normal, honest man I would probably like if we reconnected. I doubted it, but Gigi is a good reader of other people.
She nodded affirmatively to my question and said, “The sex was good.” She went on to say he would like to have the two of us over to his home Friday night as a social visit. She realized he’s also interested in reuniting sexually with her. She said, “He isn’t the guy you knew, he’s fine now. You would feel better letting go of the negativity. I once read forgiveness doesn’t change the past, but it enlarges the future. And it’s the right thing to do. So give him a chance.”
Well, how can you argue with that? I agreed to accept his invitation, and she phoned him back to say we would be at his place at six-thirty last Friday. He occasionally uses a local catering company he calls for dinner guests at his home. He read from an online menu when asking my wife her choice of a meal and what she believed to be mine from the caterers’ menu he read to her.
Snow had fallen the previous two days, but the roads were cleared of ice all the way from our home to his. A psychologist’s income isn’t typically as great as that of a psychiatrist who would also be a medical doctor. He’s a middle-class guy as we consider ourselves to be. His two-bedroom home is in a neatly-kept neighborhood. We arrived a few minutes past 6:30. My wife wore the outfit I suggested - a dark blue blouse, a white skirt with a hem just above the knees, and dark blue pumps. Her hair was pulled back flat at the side of her head and pinned at the back.
Theo greeted us at his door. He was dressed casually in a long-sleeve, plaid shirt and gray slacks. Gig threw her arms around his neck in a cheek-to-cheek hug and briefly kissed him on the lips. She thanked him for his invitation and said, “I missed seeing you all this time.” I think I blushed. He said, “You’re always welcome to visit. I missed you too.”
He sat at the head of his dining table and Gigi and I sat at opposite sides alongside him. Within the first half-hour at his dinner table, I realized my wife was right about how he has changed. Most of our conversation was his asking about me, my work and whether I still write short stories to magazines; I rarely care about doing that anymore but had submitted four that were published up to two and a half years before. He asked Gigi about her work without offering any information about himself until she or I asked.
As our conversation went on, he didn’t seem anything like the guy I had known. Some men socially mature in their teens, others in their thirties, and some never do. Whenever he may have changed, he’s no longer the jerk I recalled. Now at age 37, he’s as physically fit as I remembered in college. As happens with some men, his aging has come to be a physical enhancement. One difference I noticed was that the dark hair above his ears show signs of early graying but meliorated his appearance for the better. He was a chick magnet in school but now would probably appeal to women of any age. My wife was clearly as enthralled with him as he was with her. She laughed at his every minor, joking remark whether all that humorous or not.
I had been curious as to why Theo phoned after all this time but soon learned what motivated him. He mentioned she and I came to mind when he was watching a 1960s film on TV the night before phoning Gigi. The star was actor Patrick O’Neal from 50-or-more years ago. He said, “So I was reminded of you. You look like him except you have thicker hair.”
Gigi laughed and said others have commented I look like the Spanish actor Antonio Banderas in his later years except he’s now mostly bald and that I had never agreed with that comparison. Theo chuckled and said, “I can see that. Actually, you’re like a combination of the two. Either of them looks more like someone you’d like to have as a neighbor rather than a typical movie star. That’s a big advantage in life.” He was winning me over.
With all that, the reasons for my wife’s attraction to him dawned on me. It isn’t just physical; he can be an entertaining guy. I recalled her comment at home about her past sexual thrills with him. I decided to push the envelope and said, “I understand Gigi told you of my approval for her to have sex with other men.” Gigi’s lips twisted into a smile that seemed more of a smirk and looked over at Theo. He grinned and responded that’s a common desire of many men,and added, “I understand it. Especially being married to a woman like your wife.” Gigi blushed, glanced over to me, and said, “My husband looks on me as a sexual object he takes pride in sharing.”
Theo was quiet for several seconds as he looked from Gigi to me, then said, “Your generosity was greatly appreciated.” I’m sure he understood my comment of approval as an opening for him to fuck her again. He suggested we go to the living room.
His living room was dimly lit by a small light at the top shelf of his bookcase that filled a full wall. Gigi sat alongside him on the couch and I sat opposite the two. His conversation turned more to my wife than to me. I was impressed with his seductive comments. Perhaps that talent is his training as a counselor, or maybe it’s experience. Gigi responded only in a silent expression of excitation. He laid a hand onto hers. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then leaned to kiss him fully on the lips.
He reached to unbutton her blouse. My wife’s lips trembled as he unhooked her bra. She laid a hand onto his crotch and stroked the fabric above what I assumed to be a swelling cock. Words I couldn’t make out passed between them. Theo is smoother than I would have guessed and my wife’s libido was in hyper-drive. Her nipples protruded like spikes. I breathed heavily. My swelling dick strained against my khakis. If she even remembered I was in the room, I couldn’t detect it.
Her blouse and his shirt were left behind on the couch as he led her to his bedroom. He didn’t turn on any lighting as they walked through the room’s door. My excitation was probably as great as theirs. At times like this, I sometimes feel or react in ways that I later think of as foolish. I don’t now remember why but clasped my hand over my mouth. My hand covered the growing bulge at my lap.
I hadn’t heard the room’s door closed and detected nothing but silence from down the hall for two or three minutes. The silence was broken by my wife’s passionate moans. Only later did I learn that each undressed the other, She was leaning her butt against his dresser as he knelt to mouth her cunt. His tongue lashing her clitoris like a wet whip.
Screams and shouts reverberated from his bedroom as his cock had entered her opening and he thrust his cock into her into her hot cunt. My wife wailed, “Ohmygoddd! Fuck meeee.”
Now, with my dick hard as stone, I unzipped my fly and crept down the hallway’s darkness to peer around the door jamb. Theo was atop her and now fucking her hard. Her long legs were splayed and her heels dug into the mattress. Her head was pressed back onto a pillow. She grasped the back of his arms with which he braced his hands at each side of her head. Her eyes were wide and affixed on his. The mouths of both hung open. It seemed to me their fucking had wiped every other thought from their minds like a vacuum cleaner on a soiled floor. Gigi muttered, “Oh fuck. It’s so good!” He moaned, “I love your married pussy.”
Gigi raised her legs atop his shoulders as he thrust into her with a fury. Her screams pierced my ears as if she were just inches away. I leaned away, my back to the wall, and pulled the handkerchief from a pocket and my dick from my fly. Curling my fist around my cock, I masturbated to the hot and bothered sounds of their passionate moans. The swish of sheets resonated like air wafting a flag in a breeze.
My wife squealed and bawled. She whimpered, “I fucking missed you.” A guilty sentiment washed over me as I realized my complaints about him had caused her to break off their past relationship. He really has changed, My criticisms and objections had cost her thrills she was now enjoying. “It isn’t just about me,” she has often said, “It’s also for you.” That’s true, but as she has often joked, it’s still mostly about her.
Again, at that moment, I had the feeling that it’s just as much for me. I think the heat I felt was as great as theirs. My heart pounded in my chest.
He murmured, “I missed you too,” and she sobbed as his stick hotly thrust through her opening. The rapidity of their slapping flesh was like that of a jackhammer. Her sobs of pleasure pushed me over the edge. I spurted a load of semen into the folds of the handkerchief.
Closing my eyes, I rested my head against the hallway’s wall. I zipped up my fly and returned to the living room for the remainder of an hour the two were in bed. Gigi later told me she had climaxed twice, then leaned aside and took his cock into her mouth. She loves the feel of a guy’s hard pole that way and sucked him until his dick rose to attention. He urged her to her knees and fucked her from behind. I didn’t then know their sexual position but loved hearing my wife’s fevered screams.
I glanced to my watch when they emerged half-naked from the bedroom to retrieve her blouse and his shirt. It was 9:18. As the two buttoned up, Theo told me my wife had said she and I should go, that it was near our usual bedtime. Actually, we’re most often up later on Friday or Saturday nights but I didn’t question her reason for telling him that.
They kissed deeply at the doorway as we were about to leave. I stood at the open doorway as he grasped her hand and asked softly when he could see her again. Gigi said, “Soon. Call me.” Before closing his front door behind me, I turned and thanked him for his hospitality. He said it was good reconnecting with me. Yeah. I’m sure it was, but my wife had something to do with that.
Gigi filled me in on whatever I hadn’t observed from the hallway. At home, we went to bed but not to sleep. I fucked her as she enthusiastically told me of her feelings when Theo was banging her. She didn’t again climax, but I was cumming within two or three minutes.
I lay aside her and apologized for once discouraging her to break up with him. I added, “I didn’t realize how good it was for you.” She grinned and said at the time she also had begun to realize all he then told her about himself couldn’t possibly have been completely true and realized I was right about that. “He grew up,” she said, “and that’s all that matters now. I don’t blame you for any of that.” She turned aside and fell promptly asleep.
I folded my hands behind my head in satisfaction. She was right about something else. Letting go of negative feelings really is rewarding. I’m sure I’ll soon forget any of that and wished I hadn’t let their former relationship get to me the way it did.
After all, it’s just sex. And I want her to get all she wants, whenever she wants. I like that too.
~ Des
FOLLOW-UP (a joke I was told 2 or so hours after posting the above):
Beau phoned my office this morning, was told by the receptionist I was at home today, then phoned me here. He said he was in the bank's HR office a few minutes at the time the department's supervisor phoned my wife in her office about a new letter they received. Someone who had previously sent a letter claiming there are 120 or so different genders and asking the bank to recognize that in their advertising sent another with approximately the same remarks.
My wife had previously told them to file the original letter away and forget it. This time, she said to the supervisor, "If I had a dollar for every gender there is, I'd have two dollars and a bunch of counterfeits." The supervisor broke up laughing and repeated that to the staff and Beau. They thought it was hilarious.
So maybe that's worth repeating here. Hope none are offended.
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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Now that was worth the wait, thank you for giving the background and the very sexy details: I am of the opinion that once an arsehole always an arsehole, I do hope I'm wrong. However if he has not changed, Gigi's antenna will detect any bullshit. It will be interesting if he is around for the long term. at least he won't let her remain unsatisfied.
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Great joke, thank you for passing it on, can't think of a time that any of the jokes you have told us I had heard before.
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Good joke. You’re an awesome guy Des, do you know that? Being able to let go of your previous negative feelings towards Theo and further watching him fuck your wife is so magnanimous that I can hardly believe it. I don’t think I could ever forgive him for manipulating his position to have sex with Gigi originally. It’s also interesting that Gigi pushed you into having dinner with him. It could have been a disaster, but like you said she knows people especially you.
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rascalnvixen
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Thanks for the update, Des! I was beginning to get a bit worried about you and Gigi. I'm sure there is more to relate to us about the past two weeks when you get the time and desire to do so. Like Tracey52, I believe you are a true gentleman that exercises a strong sense of social graces in all your relationships, business or otherwise. My thought is that you had good reason for how you felt about Theo and your feelings were indeed well founded. But as you stated, times and people do change and not only Theo but most likely you have changed as well. You are one of the most unselfish men I know of and you should never feel any regret for your asking Gigi to back away from him. After all, she sensed the same things about him at that time as well.
The one thing that struck me as odd was that he made his move on Gigi right there in front of you and never asked if you were comfortable with that happening as it started. It also gave me some irritation that neither she nor he bothered to ask you to join them or to even invite you to go with them to watch, they just left the door open for you to hear him fuck your wife without a gesture to you at all. Or maybe that was just a small part of the evening that you didn't mention. Either way, I'm glad everyone, including you, had a good time and there is no remorse on your part. Am I correct in assuming you have no problem with him fucking her on a regular basis now. If I were him, I'd invite her over every week. And maybe twice on Sundays!!! (just kidding about Sundays
once on Sunday would be enough for me!!)
Glad to have you back!!!!!
Rascal
The one thing that struck me as odd was that he made his move on Gigi right there in front of you and never asked if you were comfortable with that happening as it started. It also gave me some irritation that neither she nor he bothered to ask you to join them or to even invite you to go with them to watch, they just left the door open for you to hear him fuck your wife without a gesture to you at all. Or maybe that was just a small part of the evening that you didn't mention. Either way, I'm glad everyone, including you, had a good time and there is no remorse on your part. Am I correct in assuming you have no problem with him fucking her on a regular basis now. If I were him, I'd invite her over every week. And maybe twice on Sundays!!! (just kidding about Sundays
Glad to have you back!!!!!
Rascal
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Des - I think theo is potential danger. If he's in psych he knows how to put on whatever mask necessary to get what he wants. He's just matured in his ability to use this power l.
Zebras rarely change their striples... They just learn how to look like a horse
Proceed with extreme caution. He didn't ring out of the blue after all this time for no reason... There's an agenda
Zebras rarely change their striples... They just learn how to look like a horse
Proceed with extreme caution. He didn't ring out of the blue after all this time for no reason... There's an agenda
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Great update Des, I just love the detail you put into these accounts. Interesting how Theo came back into her life. Sounds like Theo will become a regular now. Glad you are okay with now and he has seemed to have changed. Probably bares watching him though..... Love the Gender Joke... oh so true.....All the best to you guys....Cheers
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Another great update thanks Des. Joining the others in saying beware of Theo. Not only because once an asshole always an asshole, but it sounds like he had sex with Gigi tight after she decided she didn’t need to see him again. If so, he’s unethical and not to be trusted as in his profession there’s a two year absolute prohibition on sex with former patients/clients and he could be disbarred for having done so. If he breached that standard, then he’s shown he’s unethical and untrustworthy, regardless of how he might appear to have changed.
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rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Wed Feb 09, 2022 12:20 pmThanks for the update, Des! I was beginning to get a bit worried about you and Gigi. I'm sure there is more to relate to us about the past two weeks when you get the time and desire to do so. Like Tracey52, I believe you are a true gentleman that exercises a strong sense of social graces in all your relationships, business or otherwise. My thought is that you had good reason for how you felt about Theo and your feelings were indeed well founded. But as you stated, times and people do change and not only Theo but most likely you have changed as well. You are one of the most unselfish men I know of and you should never feel any regret for your asking Gigi to back away from him. After all, she sensed the same things about him at that time as well.
The one thing that struck me as odd was that he made his move on Gigi right there in front of you and never asked if you were comfortable with that happening as it started. It also gave me some irritation that neither she nor he bothered to ask you to join them or to even invite you to go with them to watch, they just left the door open for you to hear him fuck your wife without a gesture to you at all. Or maybe that was just a small part of the evening that you didn't mention. Either way, I'm glad everyone, including you, had a good time and there is no remorse on your part. Am I correct in assuming you have no problem with him fucking her on a regular basis now. If I were him, I'd invite her over every week. And maybe twice on Sundays!!! (just kidding about Sundaysonce on Sunday would be enough for me!!)
Glad to have you back!!!!!
Rascal
solstice wrote: ↑Wed Feb 09, 2022 10:04 amNow that was worth the wait, thank you for giving the background and the very sexy details: I am of the opinion that once an arsehole always an arsehole, I do hope I'm wrong. However if he has not changed, Gigi's antenna will detect any bullshit. It will be interesting if he is around for the long term. at least he won't let her remain unsatisfied.
Tracey52 wrote: ↑Wed Feb 09, 2022 10:11 amGood joke. You’re an awesome guy Des, do you know that? Being able to let go of your previous negative feelings towards Theo and further watching him fuck your wife is so magnanimous that I can hardly believe it. I don’t think I could ever forgive him for manipulating his position to have sex with Gigi originally. It’s also interesting that Gigi pushed you into having dinner with him. It could have been a disaster, but like you said she knows people especially you.
Scotch98 wrote: ↑Thu Feb 10, 2022 2:39 amGreat update Des, I just love the detail you put into these accounts. Interesting how Theo came back into her life. Sounds like Theo will become a regular now. Glad you are okay with now and he has seemed to have changed. Probably bares watching him though..... Love the Gender Joke... oh so true.....All the best to you guys....Cheers
afagehi7 wrote: ↑Wed Feb 09, 2022 12:39 pmDes - I think Theo is potential danger. If he's in psych he knows how to put on whatever mask necessary to get what he wants. He's just matured in his ability to use this power l.
Zebras rarely change their stripes. They just learn how to look like a horse
Proceed with extreme caution. He didn't ring out of the blue after all this time for no reason... There's an agenda
We each read your remarks and appreciate all of it. It’s our pleasure hearing your feedback. I’m glad to be back.Asterix42 wrote: ↑Thu Feb 10, 2022 9:41 amAnother great update thanks Des. Joining the others in saying beware of Theo. Not only because once an asshole always an asshole, but it sounds like he had sex with Gigi tight after she decided she didn’t need to see him again. If so, he’s unethical and not to be trusted as in his profession there’s a two year absolute prohibition on sex with former patients/clients and he could be disbarred for having done so. If he breached that standard, then he’s shown he’s unethical and untrustworthy, regardless of how he might appear to have changed.
We’re giving Theo the benefit of dismissing past doubts and each of us believes he isn’t the same guy I once knew. Given his profession, I understand why many may envision potential problems. You’re right about his psychology skills, but I’m not just an ad guy. I’m a pretty good salesman who understands others’ unstated motivations, and my wife can read people as well as anyone I know. Neither of us is easily fooled by liars or charlatans, at least never for long.
I wasn’t surprised Theo didn’t invite me to join him and Gigi Friday night. I hadn’t intended to do that anyway. During their past counseling sessions, she had told him she had sex other men without me in the same room and often not even in the same residence. At that time, she and I had agreed that works better for her and most of her guys. Theo brought up his memory of her comments about that at his dining table.
Gigi may invite him to our home the night I’m to be out of town next Friday; but, as of now, she hasn’t confirmed her intentions. Asterix42 has a point that has been mentioned by several others in the past. Yeah, that was a problem that didn't go unnoticed.
About those other events over the past many days, here’s a synopsis: I worked late most nights over the past two weeks and put in a full Saturday and Sunday on a weekend to assist in two other partners’ work products. Gigi gave a talk as a guest speaker for a local civic club one of those evenings. She took each of our cars to the dealers for maintenance on separate days and has been taking care of various household chores and paying bills as time allows – just “life” stuff but it’s time-consuming.
One night when Beau stayed overnight at our home with my wife, his wife Sherry and I were fucking at their new home. Whatever I could offer in detail about that was essentially no different than I had previously written about that arrangement of swapping homes for a night.
Samantha sold her first client through a telephone call that came into the office while other partners were otherwise occupied. She mentioned at the follow-up partners’ meeting the client required her to take an overnight in mid-February to their facility and requested I accompany her as a backup. The partners agreed that would be best the first two or three times any similar situation may come about.
After the meeting ended, Sam and I went to dinner to talk that over. She asked if I’m still firmly against her and me having sex on the trip. I confessed my willingness and inability to resist. I added that I found her to be one of the most attractive women I’ve ever met and agreed our personalities are as compatible as anyone in my experience. She reached across the table, lay her hand atop mine, and said, “We think alike.” Sam said her husband was away until Thursday and invited me to their home for a couple of hours. She has dated my wife’s friend Peter at least twice I knew about but said she relates better to me. This will be a driving trip, not flying. She and I will be out of town on the 18th and return the next day around noon.
I didn’t know at the time I left for Sam’s that my wife phoned Eric and invited him over. He was just leaving at the time I arrived home from Samantha’s. I told her of Sam’s invitation, and she approved. Samantha was a tiger in bed the following night and I left her place around nine that night.
One afternoon as Gigi was driving home from work, our former house guest Eric phoned Gigi’s iPhone. During the short conversation, she mentioned I wasn’t expected home before ten that night. Either she invited him over or he asked to come over –I didn’t ask which. He called his host family to say he had a date and would be home late. They were fucking at our place that night for a couple of hours.
I was too tired that night to ask for the details, but she mentioned a joke she told him. While talking in our marital bed, she asked how his studies were going at the university. His eyes rolled up as if frustrated. He said his grades are good but most classes vary between boredom and challenging.
She grinned and said, “Next time you’re feeling down, remember life is all about perspective. A bank customer told me he has a friend who has sex two to three times a day, exercises twice a day, and reads two books a week. Yet, every day, he complains about how much he hates prison.”
(No customer actually told her that. It was just a joke.)
~ Des
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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OMG Des. You didn’t think an overnighter with Sherry (I assume), visiting Sam for a booty call and of course GIgi not being able to keep her hands of Eric all in an otherwise very busy couple of weeks wasn’t worth reporting? Man we live in different paradigms.
Tell me there wasn’t a quick hook up with Mr Boss in there somewhere as well?
Tell me there wasn’t a quick hook up with Mr Boss in there somewhere as well?
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Des
I've been a long time reader here though I have rarely commented. I have followed your journey with a lot of interest and your writing style was always so engaging. But with the long journal style of writing, my enjoyment of reading has certainly tripled!
While following your story, what I found fascinating was the restraint you had with Bossman's wife to start, later with Sam. I suppose with Sherry and Beau's parents, it was more straightforward.
Yet, for reasons I have been unable to fathom, I find myself fascinated about your relationship with Sam. I don't understand why that should be the case, yet I imagine undercurrents there that I don't read (between the lines) with the others.
So, I ask very selfishly if you would give us some more about your engagement with Sam, in and out of bed! If possible of course as I don't mean to push and really appreciate the time you take out to write. In fact, the last couple of weeks of absence was killing me and I was thinking to myself that this hiatus was longer than the time you went to Indonesia and even there, you found a signal on top of some Eucalyptus tree and were able to drop a note
My best to Gigi always - I am in awe of her, as I believe most of your fans on this thread!
- Antidote2909
I've been a long time reader here though I have rarely commented. I have followed your journey with a lot of interest and your writing style was always so engaging. But with the long journal style of writing, my enjoyment of reading has certainly tripled!
While following your story, what I found fascinating was the restraint you had with Bossman's wife to start, later with Sam. I suppose with Sherry and Beau's parents, it was more straightforward.
Yet, for reasons I have been unable to fathom, I find myself fascinated about your relationship with Sam. I don't understand why that should be the case, yet I imagine undercurrents there that I don't read (between the lines) with the others.
So, I ask very selfishly if you would give us some more about your engagement with Sam, in and out of bed! If possible of course as I don't mean to push and really appreciate the time you take out to write. In fact, the last couple of weeks of absence was killing me and I was thinking to myself that this hiatus was longer than the time you went to Indonesia and even there, you found a signal on top of some Eucalyptus tree and were able to drop a note
My best to Gigi always - I am in awe of her, as I believe most of your fans on this thread!
- Antidote2909
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Dear Des,
Hot wifing seldom is an equal opportunity way of life, the wife often fucks who she wants and the husband becomes a good listener.
There has been a seismic change in your life, recently the sexual doors, if not thrown open, have provided a gap that you can squeeze through without damaging your todger. I have observed that in the lifestyle, often at the wife's preference the male can be sidelined and sometimes emasculated, reluctantly wearing a cock cage and other humiliations. although some guys embrace the new subjective role enthusiastically. Gigi is a compassionate and fair lady, who has lowered the barrier substantially, and to hear details of your exploits is a welcome novelty.
Hot wifing seldom is an equal opportunity way of life, the wife often fucks who she wants and the husband becomes a good listener.
There has been a seismic change in your life, recently the sexual doors, if not thrown open, have provided a gap that you can squeeze through without damaging your todger. I have observed that in the lifestyle, often at the wife's preference the male can be sidelined and sometimes emasculated, reluctantly wearing a cock cage and other humiliations. although some guys embrace the new subjective role enthusiastically. Gigi is a compassionate and fair lady, who has lowered the barrier substantially, and to hear details of your exploits is a welcome novelty.
