Our Hotwives

Letters to my husband: Stella and Richard

At the outset, let me make my excuses concerning the correspondence with my husband. What you will read here is ‘slow burn’ not raw sex. For the latter you should turn to the writings of others. For me, sex has always been about sensations - their implications, suggestions, allusions, the tease followed by the conceal. Eroticism is more about intimation than description. Sex has its boundaries, whereas the true erotic landscape is unfettered by limits. It is that we shall explore together through my letters to my husband, and his candid replies. Each letter is transcribed as written, without editing or censorship. Enjoy the journey.

Letter 1
Dear Richard,
There is something that we have, over the years, neglected to discuss. It will require open minds and space to think things through, but I sense that together we can embrace the topic to arrive at a place that will add to our marriage rather than detract from it.

Alex has written to me, and following his emails, called me at work. You remember him - the guy who asked me out on a date during his last visit here, the one who I informed I was married - and faithful.

He is returning in June, and although no longer working for Tempest Partnership, has asked to meet up.

I wondered whether a dinner date with him might pose a problem for us? He has said that he would quite understand if it did. It was his idea, as gentleman-to-gentleman, to ask for your permission rather than meet without your knowledge; and he promises to behave.

It occurred to me that this might be quite interesting for us both? For me, a free meal with a handsome man, followed by the chance to tell you about our evening of dining should you wish to hear about it.

I will understand if you feel you cannot bring yourself to agree, after all the idea is somewhat risque, definitely a step away from our comfort zone. What are your honest thoughts?

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Reply to letter 1
Dear Stella,
My first reaction was as you might expect it to be; but I re-read your message and considered it from your perspective, rather than my prejudices. That allowed my ambivalence to morph into curiosity.
How clever of you to pose it in a letter to give time to reflect!

I know from experience how effortlessly you attract attention, being partly responsible for my obsessive fascination. But I reminded myself that the bloom that is hidden, withers. Your suggestion has caused me to re-examine my possessiveness and, as an unseen effect, it has awakened my curiosity.

Perhaps we can discuss it further - my choice by letter to avoid inflections of jealousy, disappointment, eagerness or misunderstanding? But let me say, I am definitely interested to hear more.


Letter 2
Dear Richard
Now there is a surprise! When I wrote to you I had expected a resounding ‘no’; or at the very least a dismissive ‘it makes me uncomfortable’. So I am relieved that you have chosen to discuss it further. Let us explore the idea and our feelings about it. Do remember this moment where we are confronting ourselves rather than challenging each other.

I have to admit that I found Alex’s request flattering and a little stimulating. It awoke a feeling of self-worth, of being alive and I admit, of feeling desired. It also got me thinking that an innocent date might stir something new between us - to take us away from predictable daily life through a tiny touch of experimental zest?

In your reply you spoke of your curiosity. Could you say more? What is it that makes you curious? Do you sense my inquisitiveness at the prospect and the way it might energise us? How do you negotiate your feelings and concerns?

Reply to letter 2
Dear Stella,
You have an innate capacity to reach into my most hidden feelings. You could have said, ‘Its a work dinner, I may be late’, but instead you skilfully uncovered a vulnerability and drizzled it with unexpected spice.

My curiosity is more to do with my responses to your date. I found your suggestion created a sexual tension.
And I asked myself whether I would prefer to distance myself from the proposal, to preoccupy my mind with other matters- - but then I realised that the frisson your proposal stirred was the very reason that I should remain engaged. So, let it be, and include me in your planning.

Letter 3
Dear Richard,
Your reply reminds me why I married you!
I am so pleased that we are able to communicate this way - without inhibition or embarrassment, openly, honestly and leisurely. Had we sat together and talked, there would have been an awkwardness dictated by the immediacy of response. This way, we take our time and unfurl our feelings - and who knows, desires?

My desire, on reading your last message, was to discover more about your curiosity with my responses. What, in my reaction to Alex’s invitation raised your curiosity, how and why? Apart from the fact of us dining together, is there something else that sparks your interest? Did you detect my wave of excitement at the prospect? Did you become aware of my feeling of danger -only slight - but the sort of sensation when you walk out on a high ledge and look down and feel the risk? If you felt that, did you mind that I am challenging you?

Darling, I am loving this exchange.

Reply to letter 3.
Dear Stella,
Where do I start? Our correspondence thread, which I am loving, has put my heart in my mouth, leaving me barely able to catch my breath. Although we have not spoken of it, there is indeed something excitingly ‘dangerous’ at the prospect of your meeting up with Alex. Maybe it is because it is new; perhaps that we have not explored our strengths and anxieties before. And most certainly, this touches on my vulnerability.

You ask about my curiosity, how it has been captured and why? In honesty, it is because I am intrigued at the prospect of Alex spending alone-time with you, albeit in a restaurant with other diners around. It brought to my mind a picture - of you looking so beautiful, being so attentive, and him being so flattering. I sensed the flicker of flirtation, shared laughter, perhaps an accidental brush of a hand. I had an image of him pouring the wine and concentrating on your every word whilst you luxuriated in his attention. Yes, it was challenging; and yes, I admit my curiosity is awakened.

Reading what you wrote, I too feel as if I have perched on a ledge - different from yours, but from which I have a view of you, as you prepare to dive. My feeling is almost adolescent in its nature and reminds me of our dating days when I pondered as to where you were and what you were doing.

Do I mind that you are challenging me in this way? Not at all. In truth, I am secretly enjoying it. Your thread has ignited a spark, one that has set a small flame, and left me with a curiosity to see a fire catch. Of course I have a concern that it could spread beyond my control. But even that thought, as a fantasy, carries with it a curious thrill.

Very nice. Slow burn is right, As usual, would like to hear more about the sexual tension and undertones implied in the potential date. Do you see it that way?
Can't wait to read more and see where this leads. I would also like to know more background about you, Richard and Alex to make it easier to fill my imagination.

Very nice. Slow burn is right. As usual, would like to hear more about the sexual tension and undertones implied in the potential date. Do you see it that way?
Can't wait to read more and see where this leads. I would also like to know more background about you, Richard and Alex to make it easier to fill my imagination.

Gearup, thank you again for your comment. It makes posting so much more enjoyable when it is interactive! You have asked to know a little more about us - me, Richard and Alex, so that we may populate your imagination. Your wish is my command! Let's start with all three of us. We are not young, but certainly not old by any means. You might say, prime! Richard is a little older than me, but not significantly. He is warm, generous, hard working, kind, nice and comfortable to be with. Richard would be the first to admit that he is a little conservative but can be pulled out of his shell, whereas I tend to be more instinctive, free-spirited and flighty. I think you will find that will come across as our story unfolds. I have to admit my female friends say that I am beautiful, and men tend to find me sexually attractive. Part of that is of course, looks - but another big part is energetic fun and imagination. I do like to tease.

Alex is just a little younger than me, but not so that you would remark on the difference. He is one of those very smart, suave, polished operators, clearly very solvent, charming, but unusually thoughtful, as highlighted in, was it, my first letter when he suggested that I cleared the dinner-date with my husband. In truth he is very attractive to women! And, God knows why, he is single.

You are totally right about sexual tension and undertones, Gearup. Our correspondence is a little slow to start with, but eventually gets to the point you might expect. What will come across is the very obvious change in balance of power with my burgeoning freedom and Richard's self-imposed confinement. It is what it is. I think you will enjoy it immensely!

this could have been us… sort of.

Me on a ledge watching her on a ledge…. A great analogy.

Shaping up very nicely and I'm now subscribed so I don't miss any updates.

Discreetlys husband - I am so happy that you can relate to our letters, and thank you for your comment on 'the ledge'. Was yours a shelf, a ledge above a pool, or on a cliff-edge above a void? Do say, I would love to hear.
Johng1953 - at last you are here and subscribed! How could we progress without your support. Its great to have you back on another adventure.

Letter 4
Darling Richard,
What you described in your last message was quite exquisite! For a moment I pictured you back in the days as a troubled youth, wondering who your girlfriend was with and what they were doing. Poor you! At least if we proceed with the Alex idea, you will know exactly where I am, with whom, with the solace that I will return home safe and sound.

You said previously that if we do it, you wished to be included in the planning. Will you tell me in what way, and what involvement would mean for you? Of course we can agree on a weekday evening during Alex’s visit, and I will suggest the little restaurant round the corner from work, assuming that by the time I arrive it is not full of Tempest Partnership people, for I wouldn't want loose tongues to wag. Should I tell Alex that I need to be home by eleven? Are there any other ways in which you wish to be engaged? If yes, don’t be shy, just say.

A thought occurs to me. What are you proposing to do whilst I am out having dinner with Alex?

Reply to letter 4
Darling Stella,
This exchange seems to get steamier! Who would have thought that an innocent after-work meal with a friend could generate such heat! The thought of it acts as a tease, fills me with confused feelings, but ones that I don’t want to go away.

How would I wish to be involved? Well, first let me be clear that I want your preparation for the evening to be yours alone - so that you may feel free to enjoy the prospect without me inhibiting. I thought that I might go up to the loft to sort out that large box of photographs. Perhaps you can call me down to say goodbye before you leave? I sense there would be something rather captivating about seeing you all dressed up for your date. And whilst you are away, I have a book and that half bottle of Yamazaki to keep me company. I shall try to enjoy the waiting, with whisky, anxiety and anticipation!

Can you tell that since your suggestion, my imagination has gone into overdrive? I feel that you momentarily slip through my fingers like quicksilver, and there is something in our parting, the waiting and your return which excites me so. Is that wrong? I admit that I feel some guilt at having these thoughts.

It sounds like the spark has just caught the kindling, this is going to be hot!
There’s nothing like your imagination to bring the intensity.

Boobman987 - thank you for your encouragement. Slow start, it will get quite steamy with erotic mind games. Great to have you as a reader.

Letter 5
Darling Richard,
Don’t feel guilty; or rather, yes do feel it if you are enjoying it as much as I am enjoying my crazy thoughts and mild fantasies. The truth is that I am really looking forward to my date, as something innocent tinged with sinfulness. I worry about upsetting you, then get distracted by anticipating a flirtatious evening, fun and unthreatening. Yet it does feel a little conspiratorial - like planning a secret tryst. Why might forbidden fruits seem so appealing?

You have written about your imaginings. What have you conjectured? How do you feel about me slipping away on a dinner date, then afterwards returning to you? Is there something about it that excites you? What will you feel when I am gone? What might we do when I return?

I appreciate your suggestion that I may prepare for the evening on my own. It will avoid any looming awkwardness or inhibition, allowing me free reign to indulge my thoughts with anticipation of what lies ahead, to decide what to wear and how I should look. You know that I enjoy the process of getting ready as much as going out!

Whilst I am away I will think of you on your own, reading a book! I am already feeling the tease of that.. Will you be absorbed in your novel, or perhaps be thinking of me, with him? Might you feel a tinge of jealousy as I take pleasure in his attention? Could your thoughts mushroom into fantasy about what you are not allowed to witness? Can you tell that I find the prospect of your frustration quite appealing and stimulating? Am I being naughty and bad?

You are to say if I am pushing you too much

aaardvarky wrote: ↑

Sun Jan 26, 2025 6:23 am

Letter 5

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to decide what to wear and how I should look. You know that I enjoy the process of getting ready as much as going out!

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Mmmm aardvarky what a tease you are being.

I do hope that you will be giving in-depth details on your preparations and clothing options when the time arrives. I’m sure it will be appreciated by your readers.

Reply to letter 5
Darling Stella,
Of course you don’t push me too much. I have always enjoyed your sense of fun and adventure. Maybe I have spent too long in life being safe, controlling everything around me at home and at work. Your proposal which is good for me has in fact awakened a crazy, hidden, inner-self that I have hidden away all these years. I am enjoying the adventure!

You asked about my imaginings and how I might feel as you leave? When I started this response I thought I would say that I was fairly casual and carefree about it, so as to conceal my true feelings. But then, in addressing my thoughts honestly I realised that there was a part of me that thrills at the prospect of our momentary parting, and more significantly, relishes the danger that could follow. Perhaps it is simply that I am sharing your anticipation. But there is something tantric too. I feel excited by the fact that your date will make you feel alive; yet also, for me it strangely reinvigorates as I hand over control to become disempowered during your absence, afterwards to experience a surge of relief on your return.

Letter 6
Darling Richard,
I love your candour. It is brave of you to drop your defences and write from your heart about feelings. It is what I want for us - to be open, unashamed and uninhibited. Even though I have yet to reply to Alex, I am already enjoying our roller-coaster of emotions in anticipation of it. I find myself awakening in the night to think about how it might be - what he and I will talk about - how Alex will look - what cologne he will wear - how I will dress! Then I glance over at you sleeping and wonder what you will feel nearer the time - whether you will retreat from the adventure - will you cope - and what it may mean for you and us.

Whilst writing to each other, we have shared our feelings of excitement and desire: those sensations that precede the event, your apprehension whilst we are apart, and my desire for his attention; but we are yet to discuss how feelings may flare. We haven’t mentioned ‘intimacy’.

Would it worry you if I admitted to having fantasies involving Alex? If I were to tell you about them, would you want to listen? Before you answer, remember that this is only what it seems- day-dreaming not reality- play not actuality. I wondered whether you might have had similar thoughts that you want to share?

Before you answer, remember that this is only what it seems- day-dreaming not reality- play not actuality.

Hmmmmm. Is this the one of many self-deceits? Or is this an intentional misrepresentation of her intentions?

MBD

MustBeDenied2 - thank you so much for your comment. The thread thrives on readers' participation! It is a fact of life that people lie for various reasons, for example, shame, panic, embarrassment, encouragement, anxiety to name but a few. Rest assured, as the story unfolds your question will be answered!

Reply to letter 6
Darling Stella,
I keep going back to your message to re-read it. It fascinates me, capturing me in a web of speculation and fantasy. We have come a long way since you mentioned the possibility of ‘a dinner with a colleague’.

My answer to the question of you sharing your fantasies with me is: yes! As you can tell, I am yet to catch up the pace, but my instinct tells me that I will find it exciting to hear. It will heighten the risk, deepen the danger, tug at emotions, and open another chapter of frankness; although I confess that I am pleased it has arisen now rather than earlier, for I am not sure that I would have coped before now..

To be honest, I had thought our ‘fantasy days’ were over. I didn't lament this, but being revived this way is truly exciting for me. I have surprised myself at how I am engaged. Whilst we have written about my curiosity, excitement, and now your romantic fantasies, up to this moment neither of us have explored its erotic aspect. But eroticism has been implicit in what both of us recognise as a sexual awakening.

Can we explore this further?

Letter 7
Darling Richard,
Naturally we should explore the erotic implications of Alex and I meeting for dinner! By raising eroticism, you have now graciously and generously opened the door for me to write about my fantasies without embarrassment.

What started as a risque adventure to flatter my ego soon morphed into fascination, aided by your reply to my third letter in which you described Alex pouring the wine and an inadvertent brush of hands. When I read what you had written my imagination blossomed to picture his wrists - and then his dark hands, strong and slim. For a second I could almost feel his momentary touch. The thought and the image excited me. I wondered to myself about the potential of those hands, how it would feel if one of them reached to cover mine.

The image was so enticing that I kept wanting it to return. At work it would pop into my mind, my response to it becoming more visceral, making me hyperventilate, the buttons of my blouse tightening across my breasts leaving me self-conscious and foolish. Part of me felt stupid, but another part was intrigued and addicted. So it has been. Do you mind? What is your response to my candour? Have I written too much?

Reply to letter 7
Darling Stella,
You have not written too much but written from your heart.. I had sensed an element of what you described, hence my question about our avoidance of the word ‘erotic’. You should neither feel foolish nor embarrassed. From your description, I feel the thrill that you recount vicariously, making it a shared experience. I sense that is what our correspondence is all about.

Yet I found your revelation exciting in a different way. You write of romance slipping into sensual touch and physical response. For me there is something else that is compelling about your succumbing to fantasies. For me they present a dimension of exclusion, just as did the thought of you leaving for your date. My exclusion is an essential element of this thrill. How can I describe it? It seems like a bird being freed from its cage that may prefer its freedom and habituate to its liberty. It raises the possibility that our adventure may change you, change us, and take us into uncharted waters. That is not to say that any part of me wants to resist. In fact the very existence of the dangers is an essential aphrodisiac. So many words, but put simply, it excites me too!

Will you share more of your thoughts and fantasies with me? Perhaps tell me how you feel sexually? What would you want of me to heighten the experience for you, and for us both?