My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[Des 31]

So in reading your posts recently Des, the one thing that hit me the most was your discussion with Gigi about how all this started. While you have not given us much detail, as I assume it was a difficult period in your marriage, objectively it was a betrayal of your trust, you have told us that you had encourage her to be a hotwife but it started after you discovered her 3 month affair with a coworker. However, Gigi stated that she didn't fall into it or was seduced by her coworker but decided that she wanted her coworker, trained herself, then seduced him then trained you! Wow! That's her in control from the beginning. As you have acknowledged she understands people and is working you out and giving you what she thinks you need, perhaps better than you do. This could be a win-win. She gets what she wants and so do you. My observation is that you have become more submissive during this time and her more dominant. Have you ever asked her if she set it up for you to "catch her" with her coworker lover? I wouldn't be surprised if she did. After 3 months she knew what she wanted and when she thought you were really ready she brought it out into the open knowing it would start your hotwife life together.

Further, initially she let you observe but sent you out when you couldn't just observe and control yourself. Now she has given you some more freedoms even letting you have sex with some women under strict guidelines-hers. I find it interesting that she has raised you giving one of her lovers a blowjob. Could this be one of her fantasies? Do you ever talk about her fantasies? I know my wife has told me that if I ever cheated not only would she cut my penis off but would cook it in the microwave so it couldn't be reattached. However, she would love to she me suck another man. It's her favorite porn that she watches. I won't be surprised if down the track you’re sucking either Beau's or Mr. Boss's cock.

Love your work. Tell me to take a hike if I have over stepped here.

Tracey 52

That’s an interesting set of concepts. You have good insight. As something of a non-introspective guy, I haven’t given much thought to most of that. I would say that three-month affair at the beginning, instead of a seduction by either, was pretty much mutual between her and her coworker. A protracted progression of lust developed between them to the point I suppose it was unavoidable, but I didn’t know at the time that was going on. By the time they got around to fucking, both were so frenzied it seemed at the time to be the steamiest event of her life. She has many stories about the two of them from that time.

I had been encouraging her to wear sexier clothes for a few months. When she finally agreed, I assumed it was to please me. I didn’t then know her change in attitude was really for him. He had often complimented her outfits and appearance. One day when the two were alone in the office’s storage room, she reached to a top shelf for a box of envelopes. He walked over to assist her and stood close to her back, lifting her by the waist. She felt the hotness of his stiff dick beneath his slacks. Pretending the task was more difficult than it was, she took longer than necessary to grasp the box. When she pulled it down and set it aside, she turned to face him. His firm bulge pressed against her groin. They stared awkwardly but hotly a moment at the other before he moved away, and each scurried out of the room. That was the afternoon their boss at the time asked the two of them to go to the off-site storage facility to locate an old file folder he needed for the following day. In that dimly lit room, they finally fucked. For the following three months, they were banging almost every night I was on the road. Often during that time, they met up for lunch and fucked in his car. It was a hot three months for both.

She often thinks back to that moment his cock first entered my wife’s cunt. I love her repeated narrations about those times as we’re fucking or I’m jerking off in response to her tales. Her narratives make me regret at times they didn't keep up the relationship after I learned of it.

I suspected at the time that the first-time a spouse cheats, it would always seem that way. In a way, she has been in control in that she can do what she wants but I'm expected to remain 100% faithful, staying within the boundaries she has set from the outset. Your observation of her having an understanding of people is right and she understands that her needs satisfy mine.

I suppose that does, as you suggest, put Gigi in a dominant position. I consider it to be all about her, and she calls the shots when it comes to sex. She has the ability to recognize whatever I may want and when, which admittedly varies at times. Even this new-but-temporary “denial” has been rather exciting to me, but I’m unsure why. That bi-sexual activity you mentioned is something that hasn't happened but your guess isn't far off. It hasn't happened often, but she has suggested me giving oral sex to a couple of her guys and she "wouldn't mind" that. She knows that isn't my interest and hasn’t pushed it, but I'm reasonably sure some of the men she has known wouldn't mind either. I think that only cuckolds and husbands of hotwives probably understand why I like our lives the way they are.

And yes, we have talked about her fantasies at times. She and I have often discussed sexual images that cross her mind. The totality of those would take up a few pages to tell. Having been surprised so many times over the past few years, I long ago gave up on assuming what she might do at some future time. But her surprises haven't disappointed me.

Although she has told me she and I shouldn’t have sex for a couple of weeks so that her time with Beau this week will be more exciting, she made an exception for her boss when he asked if she was free last night. He came over for about two hours and fucked her in our bedroom while I was online a few minutes, then reading a book in the living room. I understand it’s harder to turn down a boss, but it was a bit frustrating in that I’m also holding off masturbating during this time.

Today's a bank holiday and I'm also off work for the day; but he had asked her to attend a meeting this morning on his behalf with a long-standing, commercial customer. He and his family have other plans for the day. She should be home in about an hour and will then drive down to stay with Beau at his family’s place through Thursday afternoon. His parents left for their week-long trip away early this morning.

~ Des

[solstice]

she made an exception for her boss when he asked if she was free last night. He came over for about two hours and fucked her in our bedroom while I was online a few minutes,

Most of the mild denial that Gigi dreams up, I have thought being playful but denying you and then the last minute agreeing for her boss to fuck her, I would find very hard to take. each of us have some insecurities in our live, and this turn of events would play havoc with mine. A certain balance is required in our matrimonial life and this would be a step too far for me.

[solstice]

Tracy 52 wrote: but it started after you discovered her 3 month affair with a coworker.

I thought you had had previous experience of this character, and knew him to be an arsehole, and your main objection was his negative disposition.

[samlowen]

What a bummer that Gigi broke the denial game for her Boss, leaving you and Beau to play the game alone. I imagined her having better self control and focus. Well, you can always try again another time. This opportunity just seemed too good to not pass up. All three of you in concert all shooting for the same goal...

[Des 31]

Tracy 52 wrote: but it started after you discovered her 3 month affair with a coworker.

I thought you had had previous experience of this character, and knew him to be an arsehole, and your main objection was his negative disposition.

No, Tracey meant the coworker with who my wife once worked, from the second entry on page one of this thread. The guy you're thinking about is the psychologist who once attended the same college as I. That guy was at the time my least favorite person. I had no problem with her former coworker.

As for her boss, I understood that. As a work subordinate, that's an entirely different dynamic than any other relationship. It's okay.

~ Des

[Des 31]

What a bummer that Gigi broke the denial game for her Boss, leaving you and Beau to play the game alone. I imagined her having better self control and focus. Well, you can always try again another time. This opportunity just seemed too good to not pass up. All three of you in concert all shooting for the same goal...

It's tough to turn down a boss. She said she's sure it won't make any difference this week but was glad it wasn't an overnighter with that big a dick. That would have made a difference.

~ Des

[solstice]

Again I am tempted to comment on her Avatar, such a natural posture, is she wearing a short skirt or is that shorts?

[Des 31]

Although today is a holiday, Gigi was assigned to a meeting with a commercial banking customer. I was just out of the shower when she returned home around 10:30 a.m. She had packed a suitcase and hanging bag for a three-day trip to stay with her student fuckbuddy who lives two and a half hours south of us. His parents are out of town for the week.

I wrapped a towel about my waist as she stripped off her pantsuit. She stood naked at the bath mirror putting on makeup and told me to get her newest outfit and boots from the bedroom closet. I laid those onto our bed, leaned against the opposite bath counter and said, “Guess you’re excited to see him again, huh?” She was applying lipstick and said, “He told me on the phone he’s ‘dying’ to see me. I’m anxious to see him too.”

She pulled on her thin black blouse and short black faux leather skirt, [plopped into our bedside chair and waved a hand for me to pull on her thigh-high black boots. As I knelt to slip each onto her long legs and zip them up, I asked if I could do “anything else.” She said, “I noticed some mold spots on the back stone wall. It needs cleaning again.” That wasn’t my intended offer but acquiesced to take care of it.

She stood and checked out herself in the tall mirror on the bedroom door. I had laid her black leather-like waist jacket on the bed and asked if she would care to take that with her. She responded the weather’s warm but she might need it at night if she goes out with Beau. She turned about and grinned as she glanced down to my stiffy’s protrusion beneath the towel.

She walked over to where I stood alongside the bed. She pulled away the towel, reached for my dick. Slowly stroking my stalk, she teased, “I’m pleased you and I haven’t had sex the past couple of weeks. My pussy is throbbing, just thinking about tonight.” She carried on like that in a sexy voice for a minute or more, her hand pumping faster as she whispered, “He gets so hard when his body is next to mine. He’s more fit now than ever and he can go for so long when we’re fucking.” I gasped at her teasing manipulation.

Pushing me back onto the bed, she braced her hands at each side of my hips. She said, “He’s going to fuck me so good for the next three nights.” Her mouth covered my cock and her head bobbed vigorously. I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth, and my head rolled side to side as her mouth fucked my pole. My arms were splayed onto the bed and my hands tightened in fists. I moaned, “I’m going to cum.” She pulled away and covered my dickhead with a tissue from the bedside table. The sunlight through the window caused my release of sperm to glisten in an alabaster sparkle as I spurted into the tissue. She dropped the tissue into the trash basket alongside and cooed, “I love you, Kemo Sabe.”

I couldn’t resist my old joke, knowing it to be untrue, “Then I assume I’ll be on your mind all the time he’s fucking you.” She laughed and said, “Not at those times, but I’ll remember to phone you when I can and let you know what’s going on.” She stood and said, “I’d best get going. I’ll stop somewhere along the road for lunch and call your cell phone when I arrive.” I’m sure I looked pathetic, laying naked and played out on my back while she was fully dressed and looking down at me. She put her bags in her car and returned to the bedroom to say a “bye for now.” I hadn’t moved from where I lay on the bed. My dick had shriveled to its ordinary softness.

She picked up her jacket and purse and draped the purse strap over a shoulder. I walked her to the door. Grinning, she turned and said, “Am I still the sort of girl you would want to introduce to your mother?” I said, “Yeah, and also the kind to introduce to horny guys.”

She laughed, saying, “That works for me,” and walked out the door.

I watched from our front bay window as she backed out, drove to the end of the street and turned onto the main road. I reached to stroke my limp dick but couldn’t then get hard again. I went back our bedroom, pulled back the sheets and lay back with a smile.

The buzz of my cell phone awakened me. Her face limned from the screen as she said, “I just pulled up alongside the family home and it's beginning to rain here.” She had stopped midway at a drive-through sandwich stop and ate on the way. We talked long enough for my erection to return, and she said, “I just noticed Beau walking out of the boathouse alongside the dock on the lake.” She turned the phone’s cam away for me to see, and I spotted him closing the boathouse door. He was attired in orange baggies, so I presumed he had been out on the lake in the family’s boat. She said, “I’ll call tonight. That might be late,” and clicked off.

I smiled and stroked my renewed erection as I imagined his dickhead soon to be entering my wife’s hot cunt. After our self-imposed dry spell, she needs it. Tonight should be a screamer. I think I was cumming again within a minute. So far, this has been a pretty good day.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

Des,

I got such a thrill when I got up this morning and you had taken the time to answer my post in such detail. Big time difference where I'm from. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and life with us so freely. I don't think you give yourself enough credit and are more introspective than you think. You have helped me understand the hotwife life style more than anything else I have ever read.

The story of the co-worker was really hot and in more detail than I had previously read. I'm sure that if your willing to write pages about Gigi's fantasies your readership would be willing to read it.

The photo of Gigi reminds me of Tea Leoni, I'm currently watching Madam Secretary. Another hot chick.

Its very interesting that Gigi broke her own rule with Mr. Boss. She rarely turns him down. Gigi appears quite dominant with everyone but him. He is definitely the alpha, (Boss, smart, hung, fucks others wives but no-one fucks my wife). It may be one of the things that draws her to him Something to discuss more in another post.

It seems you have some time on your hands (as well as something else) over the next few days. Maybe we can help keep you busy. I have more questions if you're willing to indulge me.

Tracey 52

[subtoall]

Very hot post. I'm glad you used your joke there, and that she laughed. I had a feeling she was going to give you some sugar before she left despite the denial game. I think Gigi knows how to keep you just where she wants you. Don't fear deepening your submission to her, whatever form it takes. I think you'll both love it.

[rascalnvixen]

Des,

If you wish, tell Gigi I am disappointed in her (as if she cares! ). She should have taken your load straight into her mouth!! That would be the best way for her to leave you for three days!!! But, her intent was teasing you and some more denial as well, so I can see why she did that!! Just a reminder, you skills will be needed when your visitors arrive this week so try not to spank the monkey too much and be sure your weapon is ready for action and you have plenty of ammunition for the battle of the sexes to come!! (or should that be cum?) Enjoy the isolation you will experience this week!!!

Rascal

[Observer1931]

Did she call and provide an update of the afternoon and night activities?

[solstice]

sorry. posted in wrong thread.

[Tracey52]

Des
I note that you have replaced your avatar with the previous avatar of Gigi’s breasts. It’s timely as I wanted to talk about her breasts if that’s ok. While reading your posts one of the disappointing things was reading comments on the avatars that were posted and I’d missed them. I’d love to see Gigi with a cock in her mouth if that comes back up. The conciliation though was that the current avatar was up and as others have noted they are awesome breasts. It made me think that while you often give detailed accounts of Gigi’s sexual encounters you rarely mention her breasts. Now while I confess I’m a tit man those breasts beg for attention. So is it that you just don’t write about them because you don’t think we’re interested or doesn’t Gigi talk about them when describing her encounters to you? I’d be horrified to think that her lover’s aren’t paying them enough attention or are they just not erogenous zones for Gigi? This leads to the question what are her erogenous zones apart from the obvious? Does she have a special spot she likes to be kissed or sucked and do her lovers know and are they different? This might help Gigi describe why her lovers are different and what she enjoys about each. For example do you know a spot no one else knows? I hope this is not too personal. Sorry for any typos but I’m doing this on my iPad.

[Des 31]

Just before Beau returned home following his previous semester, my wife had told me that last time she and Beau had fucked was the “best” ever. I assumed her conclusion was a singular result of either of two probabilities, and I hadn’t asked why she thought that was so. Her phone conversation last night was more detailed and instructive. I hadn’t at the time considered he has now experienced sex, not just with Gigi, but with two other married women - Jean and Liz. Perhaps it isn't just his experience but also increased confidence and cognitive practice. During her phone call from his place last night, Gigi didn’t analyze the difference between now and before, but her remarks allowed me an insight I hadn’t considered.

Her trip to her young boyfriend is turning out pretty good. Gigi didn’t phone last night until around 11:00. She was sitting in a swing on the family’s back porch and wearing only Beau’s unbuttoned denim shirt. Beau had dozed off after fucking her the past hour. The back-porch light dimly illuminated the face-to-face call on her iPhone. She didn’t at all seem tired but instead seemed rather energized, and the inflection in her tone was still keyed up. She had just emailed me a few pics before phoning; one of those was of Beau, another of their dog and three others of the family’s home and its back yard area.

As we talked, I put the phone on speaker, turned on the bedside recorder, and pulled the emailed pics up on my laptop. I took off my pajamas and pitched them aside onto the bed where I lay back against the headboard. My wife is incredibly descriptive with detail and I didn’t want to forget a thing.

When Beau spotted her getting out of her car from where he was standing on the dock at the lakeside, he jogged to meet her He was wearing orange baggies and sandals and had been washing down the family boat in the boathouse alongside the dock. A rain that would soon turn into a thunderstorm was then just a sprinkle. They met halfway on the back lawn and embraced.

He led her inside and each expressed how much they missed the other since he had come home for the summer. A shrill bark and howl announced the family dog running up to her from the home’s far side. He jumped up on her, trying to lick her face. Beau laughed and said, “He apparently remembers you.” Until she mentioned that, I had forgotten they had a dog.

He kissed her deeply and said, “You look sexy.” He gushed over her short, black skirt and tall boots outfit. She said, “You look great too in that swimwear.” Since he began exercising and running daily, the results are already showing. I looked at the emailed pic of Beau, still in his baggies. He looked … well, very nice. When I asked about the light-brown, floppy-eared dog’s photo, she said he’s a duck tolling retriever, a breed name I hadn’t before heard, but he loves the water and outdoors. He’s particularly friendly and doesn’t mind being alone when the family is away from home.

Naked, I stroked my dick at the sound of her voice.

The pics of their home looked pretty much as I had imagined it from her description at the time she was there in August for Beau’s 21st birthday party. His parents had it custom built just 14 years ago; but it’s styled as a traditional two-story, white frame home of the sort that was popular decades before. The lawn is well-manicured. A wooden dock and attached boathouse housing their 17-foot boat jut out over the lake’s edge at the back. Beau has before told her his dad assisted the builder with much of the construction, outside and inside. Beau helped his dad build their dock and boathouse over a summer when he was 14. A dense forest surrounds the property, lake, and the unpaved road leading to their home. The location could hardly be more privately positioned; their only two neighbors live a quarter-mile or more further down the dirt road out front, but neither of those homes is on the lakeside.

Darkness covered the area when the thunderstorm struck full force. She and Beau shut the kitchen’s windows and sat talking on the couch. He pulled her close and kissed her fully on the lips. As their clothing fell away, he said he had been anxiously awaiting her arrival for days. I had recognized her emotions as similarly fervent; she told me two nights before she “so much” wanted to feel his dick inside her again. She had told him she intended to keep their meetings to about monthly; but I now think she couldn’t have waited that long if he had remained in town.

Although both were then naked, neither she nor Beau removed her thigh-high boots. He urged her to sit on a couch arm, her feet planted on the floor. He knelt, parted her long legs, and munched her vagina. She grasped each side of his head as his tongue lashed her clitoris and moaned. She gasped, then screamed as she climaxed. She begged, “Oh please, put it in, fuck me.”

When each stood, she looked down at his blood-engorged cock, standing at full attention. He led by a hand her to his parents’ downstairs bedroom. At the doorway, my wife said, “Should we really go here instead of your room upstairs?” He said, “My mother said it’s ours for the nights you’re here if we want.” For some reason of which I’m unsure, she found that exciting and followed him to the bed.

He pulled back the sheets and Gigi lay on her back. He lay atop her as she opened her legs to offer her vagina. She looked into his eyes and muttered, “Ohhh, honey. It’s been too long.” Shivering in anticipation of what was about to come, she arched her pelvis upward to give him access.

He brushed his bulbous dickhead against her clitoris until it was coated and slippery with her cuntal cream. The contact with her cunt was like an electric jolt. He stopped a moment, holding the bulbous head at the entrance to her love tunnel. He slid deeper, inch by inch, until his stalk was fully impaled within her tunnel. The pressure of his swollen pole pressed against her cuntal walls. As unlikely as it seemed to me, she swears she could feel his heartbeat through a steady throbbing of his cock.

Wrapping her legs about his waist, she sobbed, “It’s so good. Fuck me.” Their eyes were wide and wild as each stared at the other. She cried out, “Yes, Oh fucking yes,” as his tempo increased to a staccato. He varied the angle and depth of his cock with his thrusts and she could feel his stalk’s head pummeling one cuntal wall to another. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she howled in response. The turbulence flooding through her brain limited her focus on nothing other than the tool plowing her pussy. She blubbered as he fucked her with a fury. His pubic bone ground against hers, stimulating her clitoris.

United with her young guy in screaming abandon, my wife was thankful no one was near enough he home to hear as he fucked her like a champion. Thunder boomed twice as they fucked and the lightning’s yellow reflection on the bedroom walls seemed other-worldly amid her furor of passion.

As she was telling me this, I whimpered and jerked off madly. I think she let out a low chuckle at that moment. I stoked and moaned, “Oh yeah, he fucks you so good.”

As he frantically fucked her, he nursed a breast and massaged the other. My wife bucked her hips against his in rhythm with his thrusts. She cried out and beads of perspiration dribbled from Beau’s forehead onto her breasts. She too was beginning to sweat and his hands glided wetly along her hips.

He withdrew and urged her to her knees. He grasped her buttocks and plunged his cock into her cunt from behind. Their bodies bucked and shuddered as their flesh slapped together like a whip on a pelt. She massaged her clit with a finger as he hammered her pussy.

She screamed, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming,” and wailed as an orgasm streamed through her body like an out-of-control locomotive. Beau didn’t let up his assault. She climaxed twice before he announced with a groan, “I’m gonna blow.” She sobbed for him to cum inside her. She swears she could feel his lava rocketing through his cock and into her cunt. It could only have been an expanse of seconds, but she said it seemed at the moment he was cumming for minutes and she loved it.

I was thrilled to realize he has become so accomplished a fucker. His younger age, technique, personality and appeal are different from that of my wife’s boss but similarly fulfilling for her. That fulfillment is what I most want for my wife and recognize she is just what Beau wants as well. I pumped my cock even faster and spurted strongly into a tissue from the bedside.

They lay together, cuddling and talking, for a while. She glanced at her Mickey Mouse watch and told him, “Time flew. It’s only six-thirty.” Beau asked if she would like to go out to dinner. She nodded affirmatively and said, “Only if I’m paying.” They fed the dog and tabby cat and Beau drove her in his Honda. I had privately hoped they were going to a first-class restaurant, but Beau suggested a local sub-sandwich shop he frequents. I guessed his reason was he didn’t want to be out too long before they could fuck again, but I could be wrong about that.

On their way, she removed her wedding ring and dropped it into her purse, something she rarely does. When they entered the shop, only three other customers sat at the tables. Two guys from behind the counter recognized him and one shouted his name from behind the counter. Beau told her the red-headed sandwich maker had gone to high school with him.

His former classmate said, “Is this that out-of-town girlfriend you keep telling us about?” When she told me that, I realized her reason for removing her ring. Beau grinned and said, “This is her. She’s staying with me a few days.” The young man behind the counter introduced himself. They ordered their subs of choice and as the guy was slicing the bun,

Gigi covertly slipped Beau $20 to pay the bill. The server said, “I thought your parents are out of town.” Beau confessed they were. The server grinned and said, possibly to my wife rather than him, “I always thought you’re the luckiest guy I know. Now that I’ve met your girlfriend, I’m convinced I was right.” Gigi asked the server how many were working there tonight and was told, “Just four of us.” She pulled a twenty from her purse and said, “What you said was nice. Here’s a tip to spread among you.” The guy laughed and said, “Thanks a bunch. Really, it means a lot. We lost wages when that Covid thing shut us down a while.”

Beau’s friend stopped by their table a couple of times to chat and the guys agreed to get together next week to swap stories about whatever they have been up to. He flirted with my wife and she told him, “I’ll do my best while I’m in town to give Beau something worth talking about.” Both guys laughed at her rather obvious meaning.

They returned home, watched a Netflix movie, then went to bed where he fucked her for another hour, this time in the lower level of his upstairs bunk bed. When Beau dozed off, she walked downstairs and phoned to keep me posted.

I thanked her for her narrative and asked what they were doing tomorrow. Their first undertaking will be to change the sheets in his parent’s room and do a wash. He will take the family boat out on the lake for her to waterski behind it. She has some experience from her high school years in waterskiing. She says that although it looks like something to be practiced, the basics are easy even for first-timers.

She feels sure they’ll make other plans for the day other than screwing their brains out, but they haven’t yet talked about that. I guess I’ll find out whenever-whatever happens. I mainly just wanted to know how the fucking went. That sounded good to me.

I assume she had just looked at her watch when she said, “I just realized we have been talking an hour and a half. Do you think I’m getting old at age 33?” I asked why she said that. She yawned and said, “I’m getting sleepy. I can remember when I could fuck all night and get up to go to work the next morning from wherever I was.” That was funny. I thanked her for calling and suggested she join Beau in bed. She said, “Sounds like a plan. Kemo Sabi,” and clicked off her phone.

As I was again falling asleep, I was thinking this had been just their first day she will be with him. Our lives are more gratifying than I had imagined at the time she first agreed to date other men. Each time another guy’s cock fills my wife’s hot cunt is as electrifying to me as it is to her.

I failed to ask what time she might call again. I didn’t hear from her this morning, so maybe he’s screwing her as I’m writing this. Whenever she phones, I’ll be eager to listen again even if it’s in the middle of the night. My wife isn’t one to waste time or opportunity. For these days she’s away, her first priority is fucking.

We each recognize our needs are dissimilar to those in monogamous marriages, but the emotional depth and intensity within our marital relationship has become better as time has gone by. Yet, for reasons I’ve written here many times, we would never encourage others to live their lives we do. Our uncommon wedlock isn’t for everyone.

~ Des

[solstice]

There is hope for the youth of America if more lads turn out like Beau, he sounds respectful and mature for his years, do you think there is any chance of his friend sampling some of Gigi's Amatory benevolence?

[solstice]

You do paint a vivid picture of Gigi's "dates" How did you remember all the risqué detail of Gigi's phone call?

[solstice]

Beau's parents can't be short of a bob or two to afford building their home in a secluded paradise, complete with their own private jetty.

[Des 31]

There is hope for the youth of America if more lads turn out like Beau, he sounds respectful and mature for his years, do you think there is any chance of his friend sampling some of Gigi's Amatory benevolence?
by solstice » Wed May 27, 2020 12:14 pm

There is hope for the youth of America if more lads turn out like Beau, he sounds respectful and mature for his years, do you think there is any chance of his friend sampling some of Gigi's Amatory benevolence?

You do paint a vivid picture of Gigi's "dates" How did you remember all the risqué detail of Gigi's phone call?
Last edited by solstice on Wed May 27, 2020 12:33 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Beau's parents can't be short of a bob or two to afford building their home in a secluded paradise, complete with their own private jetty.

Because Beau once asked my wife if she would consider having sex with his then roommate Jack, which she did, that wouldn't be surprising. I don't necessarily recall every detail when she narrates her experiences, but I often turn on our bedside recorder as I did this time. (Ummm, just recalled I briefly mentioned recording the call in the above posting.) I was typing that experience above during replay. She was on the phone with me longer than usual this time and her details were exceptional, so I'm glad I put the phone on speaker and hit that 'record' button soon after she began talking.

The privacy of their home's location is certainly an advantage. As once mentioned here, Beau's parents were swingers for a brief time in the earlier days of their marriage but dropped out some time after their son was born; they didn't live in the same home as now at that time and I don't know just where they lived back then or their other circumstances at that time. After they last stayed overnight with us some time ago, they responded to two personals ads and had one-time get-togethers separately with each of the two couples. Both their visitors lived some distance from their town and traveled to swing with them, maybe overnight but I'm unsure about that. Gigi and I don't consider ourselves as swingers, but Beau's folks have been an exception. If they lived closer to us, I'm pretty sure we would be frequent, close friends and my wife would be willing to give me some rope in that unique relationship. If they have been otherwise active as swingers, we haven't been told about that. We're sure the approval by his parents about the relationship between their son and my wife has something to do with their past experience; and we're, of course, particuarly pleased with that unusual circumstance.

Thanks for writing, Sol.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Des,

Question, you have said again that you use a recorder sometimes when she calls. Are the descriptions you use to relate the story to us her words or yours? I get the feeling they are your words to describe her comments with a little more "man speak" added to make it as exciting for us as it was for you to hear.

"If they lived closer to us, I'm pretty sure we would be frequent, close friends and my wife would be willing to give me some rope in that unique relationship." Let's hope if that comes to pass, it would be rope to tie you to a chair while they have a 3some instead of around your neck!!!!

Rascal

[Observer1931]

Wonder if Beau's parents have a camera in their bedroom too.

[Tracey52]

Thanks for the update Des. I’m glad Beau gave her breasts some attention. It’s strange but while I was at work yesterday (yes I’m back part time after Covid) I kept thinking I bet a beau is giving Gigi a good fucking right about now. It turned me on and in a small way helped me get what it must be like for you when she’s away.

[Des 31]

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by Observer1931 » Wed May 27, 2020 3:29 pm
Wonder if Beau's parents have a camera in their bedroom too.

I wish they did, with online access.

~ Des

by rascalnvixen » Wed May 27, 2020 1:31 pm
Des,

Question, you have said again that you use a recorder sometimes when she calls. Are the descriptions you use to relate the story to us her words or yours? I get the feeling they are your words to describe her comments with a little more "man speak" added to make it as exciting for us as it was for you to hear.

"If they lived closer to us, I'm pretty sure we would be frequent, close friends and my wife would be willing to give me some rope in that unique relationship." Let's hope if that comes to pass, it would be rope to tie you to a chair while they have a 3some instead of around your neck!!!!

Rascal[/quote]

Well, the descriptions are accurate, but you know my profession. I write it my way as I best understand, and yeah, that part is for you guys. Some of those colorful words and general description of everything were her words.

~ Des

by Tracey52 » Wed May 27, 2020 3:52 pm
Thanks for the update Des. I’m glad Beau gave her breasts some attention. It’s strange but while I was at work yesterday (yes I’m back part time after Covid) I kept thinking I bet a beau is giving Gigi a good fucking right about now. It turned me on and in a small way helped me get what it must be like for you when she’s away.[/quote]

Glad you liked it and glad you’re back at work and have a place to go back to. A few tell me their businesses have either shut down due to bankruptcy or soon will over the virus. Makes me wish I was a billionaire so I could hire them all.

On an even less unhappy note: More cases of covid-19 have shown up in town with two hospitalizations reported but with no one either of us knows. All but two were on just one street at the edge of our town and four of those were found by the local testing center and were unaware they had it. No one locally has died as a result. I asked our friend Jean by phone if she knew why our region escaped what most around the country are going through; she told me that's something of a mystery to the medical personnnel she knows. Two physicians have told her they anticipate we all will ultimately get it but most will suffer no symptoms. Jean has one more accreditation test to take for licensing and is considering going back into the Navy as a pharmacist and perhaps continue working with the Marines. Her husband told her he can live with that if it's important to her.

[Serrand]

We each recognize our needs are dissimilar to those in monogamous marriages, but the emotional depth and intensity within our marital relationship has become better as time has gone by.
~ Des

As many others certainly already have said it, you're a very talented writer, I can see why you do this professionally.
You talked about the emotional depth and intensity within your and Gigi's marriage, but that's actually what I miss a little in your texts when it just about you and Gigi for a change. I just would wish that you would sometimes share a little more, well, I don't know how I should express it, but more of "the love-making" between you and Gigi. I hope you aren't angry when I say this, and you said a few others already have asked about this before, when I read your texts I can feel that without a doubt that Gigi sees you certainly as her best friend and confident but sometimes I'm unsure about Gigi's "desperation", in a positive sense, for you, that she also feels a huge passion and desire for you.
Of course that's only my problem and doesn't need to bother you, maybe I simply ask too much of you.

At last, I hope you're not mad when I repeat my question from the last. You didn't really say anything about this. I know this are just theoretical or hypothetical questions and maybe not easy for you to answer. But, If you would have said to Gigi to forget what you have said before, that you desire to have full sex with her before her depature, that you need to feel the emotional connection with her in this kind of way, would have had Gigi sex with you without hesitation? Even a step further, if you would have solicited her to call off her trip do you think she would have done it? Just one last questions what is actually the exact date when you and Gigi had sex the last time? How much do you actually desire to have sex with Gigi yourself again?

Again, excuse me for bothering, and having the patience to read my post.

[lionbrand]

Your thread is amazing. Thank you for sharing your story. How did you feel when your wife was presented as gf of Beau? Sorry if I asked something you have already replied. You guys rock!