The Hotwife Lynda Biography

[rypmar7]

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After our failed first attempt at hotwifing, Lynda was very bummed. This went on for a few days and there was nothing I could do to get her out of her funk. Finally, I decided to call Don and try again. When I got him on the phone, he was friendly, but again it seemed like he was very reserved for him. I told him we had really enjoyed his visit and didn't want to wait months for him to stay with us again. I told him that Lynda loves his wild stories and finds him very entertaining, but did not allude to anything more. He seemed to brighten up a little at that point and said he would like to see us again soon. I suggested another Friday night stay and we agreed on April 24. He wouldn't be working this time, so he could come by a little earlier. I told him I would leave work early and meet him at 3pm.

I told Lynda when I got home that Don was coming to stay again and it seemed to brighten her spirits just a little. As she talked, I realized that she thought Don called me, so I didn't correct him, but instead jumped on that theme. I told her that obviously Don wanted her or he wouldn't be pushing to come back so soon. She agreed and soon was jovial over the prospects. We had 2 weeks to figure out how to make things go differently this time.

[rypmar7]

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Over the next few days, Lynda started to get more and more excited about the possibility of bedding Don and I did nothing to discourage those feelings. She did ask what we could do differently. I told her that I didn't think Don was comfortable putting a move on her with her husband standing there watching. I told her I was sure he would have no problem doing anything in front of me, if I told him it was okay with me. Still, Lynda balked at telling him and insisted it just had to happen on it's own. She made me promise I would not tell Don it was a set-up or that it was okay with me if he wanted to screw my wife.

I told her that I thought I needed to give them more time alone for flirting, etc. I told her I would intentionally come home an hour late, so they could relax with a drink and be very flirty with each other. Once home, I would find reasons to keep going to another part of the house or outside. I would not pay much attention to her and hope that Don would fill in for me. I suggested that maybe I would pretend to get engrossed in watching a baseball game on tv and she could make remarks quietly to Don about how I never pay attention to her anymore. She was skeptical, but willing to give it a try. My hope was that they would get starting with me out of the room and almost forget that I was there. I would then try to hide out and watch. It seemed that Lynda had gotten over thinking my hiding was perverted and was now getting excited about planning this seduction together.

[rypmar7]

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Over the 2 weeks leading up to what we hoped would be the big day, our sex life was off the charts, as the fantasy drove us to new heights. We decided we would not go out to dinner that night in order to save time and that we would just have snacks at home. Lynda spent a lot of time trying to decide what to wear. She didn't want to appear too slutty, but definitely wanted to draw some stares from Don. She finally decided to go with her normal uniform of tight short shorts with high-heel sandals and a tight top. Don had seen her dressed that way a thousand times, so he would not think something was up. When that Friday finally arrived, Lynda spent most of the morning washing her hair, trying on different clothes, you name it. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see all the primping, since I was at work.

At 2:30, Don called me to say he was almost at our house and wanted to make sure it was all right to be a little early. I told him it was fine, since Lynda was home. I told him that I probably couldn't be there before 3:30. I then called Lynda to tell her Don would be there early and she was delighted. For the next hour, I couldn't get any work done because I was thinking wild thoughts about what might happen or what could be happening already. Every few minutes, I would panic and start imagine don was fucking Lynda at that minute. It was all I could do not to raise home at that moment. When I would calm down, I would ask myself whether I was more worried about missing seeing them fuck, or just more worried about Don actually fucking my wife. I decided it was 50/50 between the two. While I desperately wanted to watch them fuck, I was terrified of the possible consequences. What if Don was really as great of a lover as he claims. What if Lynda fell for him. What if I couldn't handle watching and freaked out. I did come to the conclusion that the only way I would survive it was too be totally drunk. Finally, at 3:45, I got in my car for the 15 minute drive home.

[rypmar7]

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When I got home it was 4 pm and they had spent almost an hour and a half by themselves. I found them sitting on the patio relaxing with some wine. It was obvious they were feeling very friendly, but nothing yet had happened other than the preliminary flirting. Still, things were warmer and looser than Don's last visit. I apologized for being late and quickly popped open a beer and joined them. Don said he couldn't understand how any man could be late coming home, when he had such a beautiful wife waiting for him. Ahh, I thought, this is the old Don. Lynda just blushed and giggled and I said that he was right and that I never wanted to leave for work. Lynda said, "Oh sure. Like what would you do home all day with me?" I suggested that I could think of a few things and Don said he could too(going the right direction). Lynda said in both a kidding and flirtatious voice that even if I stayed home I would be exhausted by noon and then what would I do. Don got a big laugh out of that and I said I guess I would go to work at noon. Lynda said that I probably would and she would be left home alone to take fend for herself. I said that she's a big girl and should be able to take care of herself, which came out sounding like a sexual remark. There was some awkward laughter and Don asked what we had been up to and what he had been missing, again in a joking tone. I said I guess it doesn't really matter what she does when I'm not around, does it? No one responded, but instead we all just looked at each other. There was definitely already a sexual tension in the air. I was starting to get the beginnings of a hard-on in my pants with an ache in the pit of my stomach.

With that I suggested another round of drinks and they were ready. Lynda had more wine, while I got beers for Don and me. We talked about other things and other people for awhile before I announced that I needed to go change clothes and would be back in a minute. Once inside I peeked out the window and it seemed Don and Lynda were talking very softly to each other. I couldn't hear anything that was said, but they were leaning over toward each other and smiling. I made sure to take an extra long time changing and kept looking out the window. I could see they were getting along well and laughing often. When I came back out, it was time for another round. By 7 pm, Lynda was pulling out snacks and Don asked where we were eating. We told him we thought we would just stay home and have snacks, since we didn't want to be driving around while drinking. Don really lit up at this and seemed very happy with that news. I thought his reaction was odd, but I didn't say anything and just got us more beer.

[rypmar7]

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When I returned from the garage with the beers, I found that Don was helping Lynda in the kitchen getting some hors d'oeuvres ready. He's such a gentleman, Lynda said. She told him he didn't need to help in the kitchen, but he said that's where all the pretty girls are. This was the type of banter missing from his last visit. As we gathered around the kitchen counter eating, I said to Don that we forget he is a wild single guy, so I apologize for a boring Friday night at home instead of out at some hot club. He said the company was better here and that the ladies here were much hotter. Lynda grabbed his butt playfully and said so are the guys. Things were definitely heating up.

After finishing the hors d'oeuvres, I said it was time to ditch the beer and wine and go with the hard stuff. Lynda said she would take one martini because she didn't want to get too drunk and pass out. Don said to make him one very weak vodka and tonic and said that drink was all he was going to have. I found that significant because that is Don's normal thing when he's planning to get laid later on. He doesn't want to drink too much when he has one of his legendary sexual performances planned. If he was just going to hang out with us and then go to bed, he would normally match me drink-for -drink. I wondered if he already knew he would be fucking Lynda or just thought it was a good possibility and he wanted to be ready. Don has always boasted about his staying power claiming he can go all night and I knew Lynda had heard all the talk, too. I made all the drinks and then wondered how to get this to the next level.

[hereforthebeer]

A great read thanks!

Your situation with Lynda has some similarities to mine with my first wife. But you were successful at hiding your excitement from Lynda for a long time. I wasn't at all. My first wife and I went out drinking one night about 10 months into our marriage. She got drunk enough to begin confessing her fucking other men. I got mad and we got into a shouting match followed by makeup sex. She mentioned a detail about one of her lovers while I was inside her and I came instantly. She noticed and put 2 and 2 together in a flash and before I could even get soft she was telling me another detailed story. That went on from when we got home at 1am until 7:30 the next morning when I had to quickly shower and hurry off to work. The die was cast and for the next 5 years she fucked as many men as she wanted to and I was the recipient of many many sloppy seconds.

[rypmar7]

A great read thanks!

Your situation with Lynda has some similarities to mine with my first wife. But you were successful at hiding your excitement from Lynda for a long time. I wasn't at all. My first wife and I went out drinking one night about 10 months into our marriage. She got drunk enough to begin confessing her fucking other men. I got mad and we got into a shouting match followed by makeup sex. She mentioned a detail about one of her lovers while I was inside her and I came instantly. She noticed and put 2 and 2 together in a flash and before I could even get soft she was telling me another detailed story. That went on from when we got home at 1am until 7:30 the next morning when I had to quickly shower and hurry off to work. The die was cast and for the next 5 years she fucked as many men as she wanted to and I was the recipient of many many sloppy seconds.

That is very hot. Eventually, we got to that same point ourselves.

[rypmar7]

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By then, it was about 10 pm. I kept thinking of reasons to excuse myself from the room, so that they would keep their focus on each other. I kept hoping to walk in on them kissing, but it didn't happen. Once when I walked back in, they were standing unusually close to each other, but I didn't detect anything else. Finally, at 11 pm, I started saying that I was getting tired from all the drinks and the long week of work. My hope was that they would say you should go to bed, which I would do and then try to sneak back in to watch. All I got, however, was Lynda saying it was still early. I said in that case I needed another drink and made a big show of mixing it. Don was amused and certainly seemed to sense where this was going. At one point, Lynda said she was going back outside to sit on the patio and finish her drink. Don couldn't follow her out there fast enough. I waited a few minutes inside sneaking glances at them through the kitchen window. They now had their chairs next to each other and were talking quietly. If a stranger had walked in, they clearly would have thought they were the couple and I was the guest. I added mixer to my drink and walked out announcing I had made one last drink for the night and that it was a double.

Lynda said (obviously for Don's benefit), "Why are you drinking so much? You know when you drink that much you pass out and I can't even wake you the next morning.' I just said "oh well" and she turned to Don and said something about see how the romance goes out of a marriage and how there was a time when I would have dragged her to bed already. Don was grinning, so I was pretty sure he knew he would be the one dragging her to bed. Lynda then added what a great marriage we have and Don commented on how affectionate we had been all night to each other and that he had heard each of us telling the other one we loved 'em. Lynda said that was true and that she had no complaints or regrets whatsoever, which Don said he was glad to hear. They then started discussing how difficult it is to keep things fresh and exciting when you're married and have to deal with the daily routine. Don was talking about his need for excitement and adventure and how that's what doomed his 3 marriages. I was staying quiet as though I were dozing off a little and actually was having to fight off falling asleep a little. I certainly didn't want to pass out for real. My plan was to suddenly hop up and announce that I was going to bed, but insist that they were welcome to stay up.

[afagehi7]

Little did you know that 20 years later Don would proclaim ownership of her pussy and make her share it around town. When he told IB that he could have HWL blow him anytime he wants was so hot. I can't believe IB wasn't stopping over at least daily. At that age he should have been employing her services every chance he got

[rypmar7]

Little did you know that 20 years later Don would proclaim ownership of her pussy and make her share it around town. When he told IB that he could have HWL blow him anytime he wants was so hot. I can't believe IB wasn't stopping over at least daily. At that age he should have been employing her services every chance he got

Actually, Lynda is working on getting IB back in the fold.

[rypmar7]

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Before I could announce I was going to bed, Lynda stood up and said she had finished her drink and wasn't having any more. Before I could say anything, she walked inside with her glass. I sat there in silence with Don for a minute of two keeping my eyes closed the whole time. I assumed Lynda would come back out after she washed out her glass, but she didn't right away. Eventually, Don started talking to me softly like he was hoping I was asleep and didn't really want to wake me. He was asking me if I was okay, etc., but I didn't respond. It was about 12 midnight at that point and definitely time for bed for at least two of us. After about 5 minutes, Don leaned over to me, called my name, and started shaking my shoulder gently. I'm sure he wanting to confirm that I was asleep without waking me. I could hear the excitement in his voice as he kept asking me if I was awake. About that time, Lynda came back outside and Don told her that I was out like a light. Lynda just said to leave me where I was and that I would stagger to bed if and when I woke up. In a very teasing voice, Don asked Lynda what she was going to do. In an equally teasing voice, Lynda responded that since his host had passed out that she should be a good hostess and go turn down the bed for her guest. He let out a little squeal of delight and chuckled and I heard her open the door and go back inside. Don sat there in silence for another minute or two, before he leaned over and shook me a little harder and called my name in a stern voice, saying it was time to go to bed. I shifted around a little, but didn't respond. At that point, Don stood up and leaned over to me and said that he had tried. I then heard him open the door and go inside.

For the next few moments, I sat there still pretending, but opened an eye to make sure no one was around. I debated whether to rush past the guest room where he would be saying I was going to bed, or to stay there. I wanted to give them time to get occupied before going inside, but I couldn't wait for fear of missing something. After what seemed like an eternity, I got up and opened the door slowly. All of the lights were still dim like they had been all night and soft music continued to play. I didn't hear anything else. Slowly, I crept inside , trying to be as quiet as possible. I figured that if seen I would claim I was on my way to bed and ignore whatever they were up to. I crossed the kitchen and entered the hallway where the guest room was the 2nd door on the right. Across the hall was the darkened living room, which has a partial wall where I hoped to be able to look in the guest room. I didn't want to just walk up to the door and look in, thinking I would be seen or heard. As I inched down the hallway, I saw that the guest room door was open. It dawned on me then for the first time that if they closed the door I was screwed. I eased into the living room and edged along the wall as I started to hear sounds from Lynda and Don. As I peered around the partial wall, I saw Lynda and Don standing in the guest room, locked in an embrace and kissing passionately. I felt my knees go weak and thought I would faint. A million feelings hit me, but mostly one of panic. I nearly ran out of the room, but not to break them up. Instead, I nearly ran out of the house because the reality of seeing my wife hot for someone else was overwhelming. I didn't do anything, however, except continue to watch.

[rypmar7]

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As they kissed, Lynda was unbuttoning Don's shirt. Once she had it open, he stepped back and practically tore it off throwing it aside. He pulled her back into an embrace and resumed kissing her. Their tongues probed each other's mouths and their hands wandered over each other's bodies. A table lamp in the bedroom was on its dimmest setting, so I was able to see, but it also cast light across the hall where I was. I had to look around the corner for a few seconds and then duck back behind the living room wall. Next time I looked, Lynda was undoing Don's belt and jeans. Soon she had them open and he pulled them down and off in a flash. I don't know what happened to his shoes, but they were already off. Don then stood completely naked before my still fully dressed wife. He's not a body builder, but definitely an athlete in top shape. What I noticed most was his very impressive cock. It was smooth and hard, almost a perfect specimen. Later we learned it was 7 inches long and about half again thicker than average. For some reason, it seemed almost to shine in the dim light. If he had been a bull at the state fair, he would have earned "best in show". Lynda stood transfixed staring at it, before dropping to her knees and taking it in both hands. "It's beautiful!" she cried. She told him she always knew he would have an incredible cock, but this one was gorgeous. She kept saying she had never seen one so perfect as she took his balls in one hand and stroked it with the other.

Lynda then lowered her head to Don's cock and kissed the head, then all along the shaft. Soon, she was rubbing it with both hands and kissing all up and down it. When she opened her mouth and took the head inside, I exploded with the most intense orgasm I had ever had in my life. I hadn't even realized I was hard. I think I was so hard that I was numb and didn't even feel it. Lynda is an expert cocksucker and held her mouth at the tip letting saliva run down the shaft. With her left hand she pumped up and down coating it with saliva. She slowly bobbed up and down taking more and more of his cock in her mouth every time. I felt terrible from cumming so hard. My lower back hurt, my stomach was in knots and I felt like I might throw up. I couldn't watch any longer and slumped against the wall and slid down to the floor.

[JustWannaWatch]

Fantastic account of your wife’s transformation. Do continue to write the rest.

-Frank

[rypmar7]

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As I started to regain my senses, I heard Lynda making slurping noises on Don's cock and giggling as she sucked. I pulled myself back to my feet and looked in on my wife blowing another man. Don looked like he was about to lose it. He had always boasted that he couldn't cum from a blowjob alone, but he looked close. Lynda was really going for it now, pumping her hand up and down the shaft in rhythm with her lips as fast as she could go. Don was saying her name over and over in an almost desperate tone of voice. Soon, he started saying, "Oh God! I'm gonna cum!" like he just couldn't believe it. Lynda just went faster and he said it again and then a third time. With almost a mournful sounding cry, he erupted in her mouth. Lynda kept pumping with her left hand, but slip her mouth up to just below the cock head to have room to catch all of his cum. He pumped her mouth full and she swallowed every drop.

Don was babbling about how he had never cum so fast and that he hadn't cum from a blowjob in ten years. In his voice he seemed almost ashamed and embarrassed. Lynda had a triumphant grin on her face and was savoring her victory over Don. "That's okay," she teased. "You'll make it up to me somehow. I sure hope your not finished because now it's my turn." With that she lay down on the bed and smiled seductively at Don. He looked shaken, but knelt on the bed next to her and started to undress her. She sat up to help him pull her top off. He then unhooked her bra and flipped it aside, leaving her sitting topless before him with a big smile. He started fondling and kissing each breast back and forth as Lynda closed her eyes, put her head back and sighed. I quit watching for a minute until I heard movement on the bed. When I looked, Don was standing next to the bed and was tugging her shorts off. He tossed them aside and then stopped to soak in the site on my wife lying before him in only her panties. Then he grasped the panties and began to pull them down. Lynda raised her hips off the bed to help out and soon her little panties were travelling down her legs and off. At that point, Don walked over and turned off the lamp. Lynda hopped up, however, and flipped on a nightlight next to the bed. "I'm scared of the dark," she teased and added "I need a little light when I fuck." Don grinned, took her in his arms and again they kissed passionately. He then broke the embrace and turned right toward me. I could have sworn he saw me, but he just grabbed the door and swung it closed.

[rypmar7]

Fantastic account of your wife’s transformation. Do continue to write the rest.

-Frank

Thanks. I will keep posting.

[rypmar7]

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With the door closed, I thought my watching time had ended, but I soon saw that the door didn't latch and was ajar about an inch. I couldn't see what was happening, but from the sounds it was obvious Don was eating Lynda's pussy. This I absolutely had to see, even if I was caught. I slowly approached the door from the side and tried to find an angle where I could see the bed, but without success. I could hear Lynda's passion building as he worked her over and she approached her first orgasm. I ever so carefully pushed the door open another inch, then another until I could just barely make out what was happening. I was greeted by the sight of Don with his face buried between my wife's legs as she arched her back and moaned loudly. A few more seconds and she was over the edge, bucking against his face to orgasm. Don didn't stop, however, and continued to work on her. Soon, she couldn't stand it any longer and started demanding that he put it in her. He ignored her at first, but she grabbed his head and tried to pull it away from her pussy. Don was definitely getting the better of round two. Finally, she persuaded him to stop and said, "I need you to fuck me, Goddammit!" Don chuckled and moved up into position. This was the moment I had been waiting for...and fearing...for most of my life.

Don aimed his hard cock at Lynda's pussy and rubbed it up and down the opening. He slowly pushed and the head slipped between her lips and inside. If I thought my first orgasm was intense, it was nothing compared to what literally ripped through me at that moment. As he pushed his cock all the down inside my wife, I was fighting to remain conscious. He pumped her slowly at first, but soon picked up speed. Lynda was quickly approaching another orgasm, but Don looked like he was settling into a pace where he could stroke her all night. He pumped her harder and faster until she was screaming out as she came again. Don was completely in control now and turned her over, so he could fuck her doggie style. He pulled her hips up and quickly buried his cock in her again. He really gave her quite a fucking from behind and I thought he would never stop. Eventually, Lynda came again violently and collapsed underneath him. Seeing this Don picked up his pace pounding her limp body, until he emptied his balls into her and slumped down on top of her.

[rypmar7]

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Seeing them both spent, I thought they might come out to check on me, so I hurried back through the house and out onto the patio and my chair. I sat there for about ten minutes, but no one came looking for me. After another minute or two, I decided it was time for bed. I felt like I had ruptured something from cumming so hard, so it was slow going for me. I got up and dragged myself back inside. I was just about to walk past the door and on to our master bedroom, when I heard voices. Listening just outside the door, I could hear Lynda telling Don how great the sex was and that she wanted more. She told him what a fantastic lover he was on and on. As I peered around the corner and into the guest room, Don was lying flat on his back and Lynda was next to him leaning over him. She was working on his cock with her mouth and hands trying to get him hard again. I waited and listened a few more minutes as they exchanged compliments with each other in hushed whispered tones. When I heard Lynda again start talking about what a gorgeous cock Don has, I looked in and saw she had him hard. I then watched as she climbed over him and then straddled him. Slowly she lowered herself down on his erection. She pushed her pussy down until he was all the way inside her again, and then slowly started rocking back and forth. Soon, she was moaning. Not long after that she was bucking up and down on him building for yet another orgasm. I caught a glimpse of Don's face and saw he had his arms behind his head and was watching and enjoying the show. He had this smug, cocky grin on his face and was praising her quietly and urging her on.

I started to get hard again, but was in too much pain and decided to go to bed. I heard Lynda wail as she came again and I darted past the door and staggered down the hall to our bedroom. Lying in bed I could hear them fucking. It sounded like Don was not through with her yet and from the sound of it, he had flipped her over and was fucking her good. I drifted off to sleep to the sounds off my wife's passions at the hands of another man.

[rypmar7]

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All night I slept fitfully dreaming of Don fucking Lynda. I felt like I had a fever. I woke up at about 7 am and felt drained still and hungover. I was hard as a rock, however, and started to stroke thinking of the night before. Suddenly I remembered that I still had a wife and had no idea where she was. I rolled over to find her sleeping in our bed. A little exploration soon revealed that she was naked and her pubic hair (pre-shaving days) was matted with dried cum. I went to finger her pussy and found a hard dried mess. She jumped and was awake, saying she was sore down there from all the fucking Don gave her. She had a big smile and a dreamy look on her face.

I asked her what she thought of her first hotwife experience and she said it was fantastic - better than she ever could have imagined. She said Don is an incredible lover and is as good as he says he is, if not better. She said he was the first guy she had ever been with that literally could go all night. I asked her what time she went to bed and she didn't know, but thought it was after 4 am. She said that Don finished the night with the longest fuck she had ever experienced. She said it seemed like it went on for hours and involved many different positions. She said after he came, he was ready to go again and she told him she had to go to sleep. She said she can see why he has girlfriends all over because after knowing how good he is, any girl would kill for that. I asked her if that included her and she said absolutely.

At this point, I just had to fuck her. She was sore and messy, so she cleaned up some first. Finally, we had to use generous helpings of our strawberry lube to make it slick enough that I could put it in her without hurting her. As I fucked her, she kept telling me how good Don was and that she can't wait to do it again. When she said that, I came hard and stopped. She laughed and asked me if I came already, remarking how with Don that would have taken 45 minutes.

[rypmar7]

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I told Lynda it was incredibly hot to watch Don fuck her and to see her so totally aroused and hungry for him. Her reaction was, "What? You saw some of it?" She was stunned. I told her what I had seen and she said that I had only seen the beginning. The more we talked, she decided I might have watched the first half. She then went on again to tell me what a great lover Don was and I suggested to her she could sneak down the hall to his room and do him again by telling him I was still asleep. She thought that was a great idea and jumped up nude to head down the hall. I told her I thought she was too sore and she said she can fuck me any time, but that Don will be leaving. She hurried down the hall and I followed her. What we found was an empty room because Don had already packed up and left. I knew him and I was guessing he thought there might be trouble and wanted to hit the road before something happened. We were both a little disappointed by this.

Lynda spent the rest of the day napping, but when we were up, all she could talk about was Don. By that night she had decided that Friday night was the best sex she had ever had and that Don was hands-down the best lover she had ever had. She told me that I'm great, but Don is super-human. She also gushed about his perfect cock and how she couldn't wait to have it in her again. I told her I witnessed her expert blowjob and she was quite proud of herself, telling me Don said it was the best he had in years. When pressed as to what was the best part of the hotwife experience, she said it was how good Don was. I asked her if she liked me watching or knowing she had my permission to fuck somebody else in our house, she said that no, it was just Don and that she couldn't wait to see him again. I feared this was turning into more of a cockold thing than a hotwife thing.

[rypmar7]

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Fortunately, after Lynda came down from the high of finally fucking Don after all these years, we were able to discuss things and the future. She agreed that she loved the idea of having sex with hot guys with my permission and encouragement, but didn't want to overdue it. She wanted to keep it as something special we do which was fine with me. She did say she still wanted to hook up with Don again and just loved the thought that she had now fucked him without endangering our marriage. We debated on whether we should let him know that I knew or keep it that she was the cheating wife. We decided that for him, the cheating wife scenario was better. We felt he would try to take advantage of the situation if he knew I was encouraging it. The cheating scenario allowed her to control whenever they would get together, but it would make it very hard for me to be present. We decided that she could have a solo run with Don for act II, but that I would be in on the planning and that she would tell me every detail. Again, the excitement started to build.

[afagehi7]

Fantastic retelling of the story. You write extremely well. Your writing is up there with Des. I guess being an attorney writing well is a job requirement.

First hotwife experience was about as good as it gets. I don't think it could have played out any better.

Can't wait for more. I love it when HWL is wonderfully slutty.

[dickhurtz472]

A great read thanks!

Your situation with Lynda has some similarities to mine with my first wife. But you were successful at hiding your excitement from Lynda for a long time. I wasn't at all. My first wife and I went out drinking one night about 10 months into our marriage. She got drunk enough to begin confessing her fucking other men. I got mad and we got into a shouting match followed by makeup sex. She mentioned a detail about one of her lovers while I was inside her and I came instantly. She noticed and put 2 and 2 together in a flash and before I could even get soft she was telling me another detailed story. That went on from when we got home at 1am until 7:30 the next morning when I had to quickly shower and hurry off to work. The die was cast and for the next 5 years she fucked as many men as she wanted to and I was the recipient of many many sloppy seconds.

wondering, do you hjave your story posted somewhere? if not, do you have plans to do so?

pete

[hereforthebeer]

A great read thanks!

Your situation with Lynda has some similarities to mine with my first wife. But you were successful at hiding your excitement from Lynda for a long time. I wasn't at all. My first wife and I went out drinking one night about 10 months into our marriage. She got drunk enough to begin confessing her fucking other men. I got mad and we got into a shouting match followed by makeup sex. She mentioned a detail about one of her lovers while I was inside her and I came instantly. She noticed and put 2 and 2 together in a flash and before I could even get soft she was telling me another detailed story. That went on from when we got home at 1am until 7:30 the next morning when I had to quickly shower and hurry off to work. The die was cast and for the next 5 years she fucked as many men as she wanted to and I was the recipient of many many sloppy seconds.

wondering, do you hjave your story posted somewhere? if not, do you have plans to do so?

pete

Hi Pete - No I don't have it posted but if you're interested then I will make a new thread for my story.

Jack

[rypmar7]

Fantastic retelling of the story. You write extremely well. Your writing is up there with Des. I guess being an attorney writing well is a job requirement.

First hotwife experience was about as good as it gets. I don't think it could have played out any better.

Can't wait for more. I love it when HWL is wonderfully slutty.

Thanks. That first time was epic!

[rypmar7]

A great read thanks!

Your situation with Lynda has some similarities to mine with my first wife. But you were successful at hiding your excitement from Lynda for a long time. I wasn't at all. My first wife and I went out drinking one night about 10 months into our marriage. She got drunk enough to begin confessing her fucking other men. I got mad and we got into a shouting match followed by makeup sex. She mentioned a detail about one of her lovers while I was inside her and I came instantly. She noticed and put 2 and 2 together in a flash and before I could even get soft she was telling me another detailed story. That went on from when we got home at 1am until 7:30 the next morning when I had to quickly shower and hurry off to work. The die was cast and for the next 5 years she fucked as many men as she wanted to and I was the recipient of many many sloppy seconds.

wondering, do you hjave your story posted somewhere? if not, do you have plans to do so?

pete

The main thread is Hotwife Lynda in the Hotties section. This one will get to more history and there are several threads about Lynda here in the Library.