NON-FICTION, fond memories!

[BisexualJamie]

I never hid my bisexuality to my (now) wife of almost 20yrs, was completely open about it very early on in our dating years.

Wind forward (or backwards!) to 2018 and we were staying away for a night for a gig. The morning afterwards (important to note as it means we were sober!) we were chatting about people my wife knew and I suggested that one may be an escort. She didn't dismiss it and then suggested to me that I could do some escorting as a way to meet guys.

Sure, who needs to be an escort to meet guys, but I was taken aback (albeit also pleased) by her suggestion.

Later that day, we returned home, suitably 'lubricated' thanks to having a few drinks on the 3hr train journey. The 'escort chat' continued and out of 'curiosity' I found a site and looked up what guys were charging. From memory, I doubt it was even £50 per hour. Curiosity peaked, I said to my wife, "I wonder what girls charge?"... Some keyboard-tapping, mouse-clicking and my next words: "Fucking hell!".
"What? How much?", my wife asked inquisitively.
The rate was triple, £150 per hour.

Wine (for her), beer (for me) in full flow, we decided to take some photos and create a profile for both of us, separately.

I then noticed a facility on the site whereby you could 'bid' for meets that gentlemen were advertising for. Checking in with her, I told my wife how many girls had also bid, and she thought she wouldn't stand a chance and it was all just a laugh anyway. So we bid for two, maybe more. Then we went to bed and forgot all about it.

The following morning...

[BisexualJamie]

The following morning, we woke, a little bit groggy and as our consciousness slowly became more alert, "Oh my god! I forgot!", I exclaimed. "What?... [penny drops] Oh god!" my wife replies.

I dashed to the living room, ripped open the laptop in excited apprehension - those mixed feelings any cuck would recognise.

I logged in and there were two replies - one from a chap who had already booked someone and was gutted he had done because he would sooner have booked the mrs and the second one sent that very morning, "I know it's short notice but was hoping..."

[nnjcpl2002]

Please continue. Very interesting topics. Thanks.

[BisexualJamie]

- Background for context -
My wife, let's call her 'J', is 40, I'm 51. She comes from a rural conservative village and we met almost 20 years ago. Her only sexual experience had been with a fella so drunk he couldn't 'perform'. So when we got together, perhaps I underestimated quite how inexperienced she was. I was, in truth, her first and only. Until that Sunday morning...

The guy was a similar age to J, maybe a year or two younger. He was staying at a hotel about five miles away and wanted to book J for an hour. I remember her excitement at the money and her nerves at what she would have to do to get it. She went straight to the bathroom to start getting ready, started talking about what clothes she should wear (it was a Sunday morning and she didn't want to look too slutty) and I knew she was going to go through with it - albeit with a lot of "oh my god, I can't believe I'm fucking doing this" accompanied with an occasional 'refreshing' morning drink.

My heart was thumping like mad and I couldn't believe it either when we both left home and I was her driver!

I doubt it was more than a 10-15 minute drive to the hotel, but we were both nervous, but kinda excited nerves. I pulled up to the hotel and dropped her outside the door. In she went, and off I went...

That hour went by soooo slowly. The slowest hour of our 20yrs together I reckon! My primary concern was her personal safety, but it was a mainstream hotel and busy. Although I knew she'd be ok, I also didn't know she would be! I went to the petrol station to use the toilet. I went to Burger King to order a tea (I didn't much feel like eating), went to the toilet (again). Nerves and adrenalin were in charge of my body.

And then the text after almost an hour: "Come get me".

[nnjcpl2002]

Interesting experience. Please continue!

[Aussiem]

I have to admit, this is one of my fantasies. In our younger days I was hoping my wife might try this sort of thing. Closest she got was fucking her bike mechanic and getting free, um, services ,with fluid top ups

[BisexualJamie]

“Are you ok?”, I asked, with deep-seated anguish. I didn’t know if she had been treated respectfully or… otherwise.

I gave her the space she needed to adjust to ‘normality’. I wasn’t after details at this point, I just wanted to make sure she was ‘ok’ (whatever that meant).

As she closed the door and put the seatbelt on, she simply said, “I can’t believe what I’ve just done!”

[subtoall]

Great start! Please continue.

[BisexualJamie]

"Yes, but are you ok?"
"Yes, just drive."

We were going to go home via the supermarket to do the week's shop, like, completely normally! So we drove up the A3 at Guildford where it goes to three lanes and made our way to do the shopping. I made sure to give her space and not beg for details, however much I wanted them!

J fanned through the notes with a beaming face at what easy money it was. "Come here" I said, taking her hand and smelling it. I wanted the evidence... yup, that was it: The distinctive smell of condoms.
"Wicked", I said.
"What?" came the reply.
"That's the evidence!", we both laughed.
"So do you want to hear about it then?"
I didn't need to be asked again! I had made sure I had given her some time and she was ready to tell me all about it...

[BisexualJamie]

J left the car and I watched her walk to the hotel entrance. Reception was on an upper floor with just a lift on the ground floor. She had already received a text from her first client, Adam, telling her which floor he was on. She pressed the button for his floor and the lift arrived. When she got to Adam's floor, she walked out of the lift to the internal door to the hallway. She pulled the door - it wouldn't budge. It needed a room keycard to release it! Panicked she messaged me - but then realised it was Adam she should be messaging. She swiftly told me he was coming (I couldn't help smile at that), that's when I drove out of the car park and J had her first experience as an escort.

They got to his room and they sat on the sofa for a bit just chatting, a little bit of flirting. She touched his thigh, they had a kiss and she excused herself to go the bathroom. What she did next surprised the hell out of me: She stripped off completely naked and walked back into the room. Apparently Adam's face was a picture.

J is 40 (but was probably around 34 at this time, but recently got ID'd for alcohol!), has always looked years younger than she is, size 8 (UK), size 4 (US), size 3.5 shoes (UK), size 5.5 shoes (US) - petite and at the time she had been working out so had TONED abs...

[BisexualJamie]

I'm sorry for the delay in updates, some non-cuckold/hotwife life stuff happening!

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They got onto the bed and started making out. She got the condom on him... I"m 7" uncut, he was a little shorter but more girth. They went for it missionary to begin with... or at least, he went for it. He came real fast and was apologetic. Providing the 'girlfriend experience' she told him not to worry and they went for round two. This time she went on top (great view of that *tight* body) and was able to have an orgasm on him - needless to say, he came again. To finish off the hour, they did it doggy style, something which he seemed to enjoy because it didn't take him long to cum again.

And that was that. Except it wasn't. Adam had really enjoyed himself and hinted that he may rebook another time. He lives a good few hours away and was visiting friends. Would he make a booking with J the next time he 'happened' to be in the area, or would he make a special visit for her?

We weren't going to to find out immediately... But in the week which followed, J asked me to look on the website again to see if there were any requests that may be of interest... She had unexpectedly tried out being an escort - did she find it addictive?

[Coolcalm]

I love this!!!

[BisexualJamie]

His name was Brad. But he was looking for bareback. When we were talking about her trying this out, condoms only was the rule. This was a rule break rather early in the day!!

Brad wasn't just looking for bareback though. He wanted sloppy seconds, i.e. to go in after I'd cum in J. I'm not certain we had agreed whether I was going to be involved in any of this anyway, but before I knew it, she was saying that she was going to bid for it.

In some ways, I was hoping that one of the other, competing escorts was going to get the gig, but nope. Brad had settled on J. I won't lie, I was nervous. This was like performing! But there was another swerve ball. Brad didn't want to see me, hear me - nothing. So then J and I started discussing how we were going to engineer me cumming in her, me letting him in... without him seeing me? This was starting to get a bit ridiculous, but we were 'all in', there was no way out.

[nnjcpl2002]

Hmm.. I like it to be a bit more straightforward with my wife's bull/lovers.
If it gets too complicated it can spoil the erotic experience I would think.
So we are eager to learn if and how you are able to work this out.

[BisexualJamie]

So just before the allocated time of his booking, J and I started making love... I use those words intentionally, because that's really what it felt like. She knew there was pressure on me and wanted to take that away or help reduce it. At the same time, the time of the booking was fast approaching. He was going to message when he had parked up outside. He hadn't messaged yet though and I was getting close. I did my best to control it and finally J's phone buzzed. I finished inside her and up I got to open the door and just leave it ajar. I went into the lounge.

It wasn't long before I heard footsteps and the door close. Then the bedroom door close. I looked at my watch...

After seven minutes, I heard the bedroom door open, followed by the opening and closing of the front door. J opened the lounge door. I looked at her with a "what the fuck?" expression. There she was, holding £150 for seven minutes. Seriously??!

[Busboy]

Interesting story

[BisexualJamie]

It was so ridiculous, we were both questioning how ethical it was to take £150 for just seven minutes. Then, on reflection, bareback was not going to be part of this, so we thought fair enough. But Brad was keen. He was already messaging about how hot J was and that he wanted to return. So far, J was getting a 100% hit rate with clients intending to return!

As far as the escorting was concerned (which, let's face it, didn't involve escorting anyone, anywhere), J was really starting to get into it. She loved that she could do it whenever she wanted to do it and also fit it around her 9-5 office job. She could set her availability if she wanted to and always bid for those meets which were advertised in the future.

I was loving the ride too. I had wanted her to fuck other guys for a long time and never knew how I was going to make it a reality.

J was turning it up. She wasn't happy with the three amateur shots I had taken at home so she suggested we book a hotel room somewhere that weekend to take some photos specifically for her profile.

We went to Bournemouth and were going to go to this awesome fish and seafood restaurant near the pier. But first, we snapped away like crazy, with her wearing different outfits and a zillion different poses.

When we got back, it was time for her to go through them, select which ones she liked the most and 'professionalise' her profile.

Then it was time for client number 3...

[walter2000uk]

Lily and I both love this story and wait eagerly for more details.

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My wife, Lily, Loves a weekend like this, as an escort type girlfriend, where she is taken out wining and dining, date nights out, bought sexy lingerie and risky dresses, then her fucked all night repeatedly by however many men she was entertaining.
Lily would not be too fussy as to whether she really liked each man, as she feels it is her duty to satisfy each man fully who was paying for the weekend.