My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[Observer1931]

OK des reminds me of an old movie where Sally Fields says "what do you want for breakfast." to James Gardner (sp?).

[Des 31]

How would you describe yourself Des,
At one time I thought you were a scopophiliac but that's too shallow a representation, for a start you may get as much kick out of listening as observing, you have the added advantage of Gigi getting pleasure from recounting her meet-ups, do you get as much satisfaction in keeping us up to date as a narrator with plenty of juicy tidbits?
Of course I have a habit of not reading you all that well.

Admittedly, I have trouble writing about myself and it has seemed to me few really care in this realm; it's ... well, off-topic. I’ve learned over the years most don't see themselves as others may but I can try. 5'10”, an inch shorter and fifteen pounds heavier than my 5’11”-140 lb. wife, dark brown hair, pretty good salesman and ad/client-document writer who was considered a good, medium-size town reporter when I did that but don't pretend I'm Jonathan Swift. I get along with almost everyone who seems moderately sane, and I'm patient. I received a recent PM from an admirable guy with four kids and his satisfaction with his family; we wanted offspring but my wife can’t have children; so that’s a goal beyond us. I can’t say either of us has any other serious disappointments. I work harder than most I know and consider myself as determined to do the right thing for others and my job. My marriage is more important than any material thing in life. I’m frugal, don’t spend on anything I believe to be unnecessary but occasionally break that rule by agreeing to anything my wife considers important. I’m pretty easy to convince in that way.

I try to understand others, whether they live their lives differently from us or not, and I’m usually successful in that. My wife has little compassion for the criminally inclined, but I can understand from reporting experiences how some find themselves in certain aspects of that sort of life - and I may have a tad more compassion for some who find themselves on the wrong side of the law. I’m not judgmental about others’ sexual preferences and don’t expect anyone to understand my own.

And, yes, I enjoy sharing our lives here. I wouldn’t admit to any of that in the typical social media. This website is different from most and, in my opinion, superior for this alternative lifestyle. You’re right in your guess concerning my preferences about my wife’s extramarital tendencies. I’m thrilled with that.

I unsure whether that satisfies your question, but I’m at least attempting to respond to others’ requests for a bit more about myself. I have had have difficulty writing or talking about myself as long as I can remember. I think the above is more than I’ve admitted in the past and I doubt I even understand myself well enough to include more.

[samlowen]

I think it's great that Fred is taking the step forward and coming to your home. Have a blast!

I've seen that movie. It's Murphy's Romance. His name is James Garner.

[rascalnvixen]

Hey Des!!!

I enjoyed your update above!! When her secretary & hubby and you & Gigi get together, do you think sex will be on the agenda? If so, just a threesome for them while you listen in or do you think Gigi will give you a pass to fuck the secretary? I'm sure she knows the secretary won't be trying to take you away from her. I somehow did not realize that Sherry was going to move to your town for work. That can make for some very interesting evenings for you and Gigi!!! Just how many floors are in the new bank building offices? Does Gigi and Boss share one end of the floor so each has a corner office and an adjoining wall?? Can't remember what's in the works for this weekend, if you'd care to expand on that. Thanks!!

Rascal

[Tracey52]

Never a dull moment. Thanks for sharing especially about yourself. Being humble is a virtue most of the time.

[yielding william]

The ordinary part of our lives:

At lunch today, my wife was one of two guest speakers on personal security at a civic club. I don’t usually attend events where she gives talks but was invited to this one as a guest because she was to be there. I didn’t know what she would be talking about but should have anticipated she would include one of her jokes. She nodded to the law enforcement officer sitting beside her and said, “The sergeant here and I have been friends for the past three years. But I first met him when he came into the bank on an official matter. He asked me where I had been between ten and eleven. I told him ‘Fourth grade.’ I didn’t think he had much of sense of humor back then.” The only part of that which is true is that he’s now a banking customer, her shooting-range buddy and both attend some of the same social events.

Tonight, my wife is out for dinner with Fred and the two then intend to come to our home for the night, so I’ll meet him later for the first time. I asked how late he will be staying tomorrow morning. Gigi said they haven’t discussed that. I told her I’d fix breakfast tomorrow morning. She said he will appreciate that.

I’m sure he will appreciate a lot more than breakfast. Because our master bedroom is now essentially soundproof, I asked her to leave the door ajar. While they’re fucking, I’ll be nearby listening and … well, you know what else.

~ Des

One of the great things about your many updates is your wife's jokes. I can use that cop joke at work like I have some of her others. Gigi has some great jokes. The one that has been most repeated around my shop was the cowboy and raccoon story you wrote of hers a few months ago. That is always hilarious when I hear others tell it again but I don't tell any that this website is where I get those. My wife and I hope both of you had a mind blower last night while Fred was fucking your wife.

[Scotch98]

Great Update Des, Looking forward to hearing how last night went and your meeting w/ Fred. I love it when you share part of your "ordinary" life w/ us. It sounds perfect to me....

[Des 31]

I told my wife I loved the way Saturday evening and this morning turned out. She laughed and said, "I loved it more."

Last night around seven-forty-five, Fred and my wife drove to our home in separate cars, after having had dinner together following her workday. She wore the patterned-beige blazer and beige skirt from her earlier workday and Fred was attired in a gray-plaid sport coat, blue-and-gray tie and blue slacks. I spotted their cars from our front window as they parked their cars in our driveway and dimmed the living room’s lights. I greeted them at the door, took their coats and his tie, and hung those in the living room closet.

Gigi had placed a curbside sign in front of our stonewall frontage supporting a hard-nosed, law-and-order Sheriff’s Office candidate with who she frequently encounters and converses at the local shooting range. Fred had spotted the placard as he was turning into our driveway. Fortunately for the sake of their relationship, he commented he intended to vote for that candidate.

My wife had described him to me more than two months ago but, as with others she had depicted and I later encountered, few actually look like my mental image when I get around to meeting them. He’s my age of 35, clearly an athletic body type, and two inches shorter than my 5’11” wife; but she cares or notices little about differences between her and men’s height. From my perspective, with Gigi in her two-inch heels, the variation between the two was even more pronounced. His forename is Anatole, but he prefers being referred to as “Fred,” the shortened version of his middle name, Frederick. He’s as good looking as my wife’s young fuckbuddy Beau, has black hair and penetrating blue eyes. His most prominent facial feature is a Sherlock Holmes-like nose, which reminds Gigi more of a Native American as opposed to what I think of as a typical British attribute. He has told my wife his ancestral background is Romanian. He education was as a mechanical engineer but owns a printing shop, a business of which I’m well familiar. His only hobby or interest mentioned is trout fishing in wading boots, which he prefers to do alone.

Aside from occasional Polynesian cocktails, neither I nor Gigi care much for alcoholic beverages; but we keep a varied collection in our bar or fridge for guests who do. I asked Fred whether he wanted beer, liquor or a soft drink. At his request, I pulled three bottles of Mexican beer from the fridge and placed those on the coffee table facing the couch where he and my wife sat. She had crossed her legs. Fred’s eyes shifted aside at times to her bare long shanks while we talked

He seemed uncomfortable at first but I’m practiced at making others comfortable and after some conversation he relaxed. He got around to mentioning his past concern that I may not be as agreeable to my wife dating another man as she had told him. I suspect he has never heard of cuckoldry or hotwifery. I didn’t use either of those terms but offered a brief explanation of how it had developed with Gigi and me. I said I like it, that my wife has a higher sex drive than me and his relationship with her takes considerable pressure off me to perform. Admittedly, much of that abbreviated explanation would be questionable had I added the substantial detail that entails all our reasons; but it isn’t necessarily untrue and was sufficient for his understanding.

He laid a hand on my wife’s closest, bare leg. As we talked, his fingers stroked her leg from knee to mid-thigh. They turned to stare at the other, and our conversation faded to silence.

Two aspects my wife likes about sex with other guys are sucking dicks and knowing I’m happily masturbating while she and others are fucking. A couple of nights ago, she told me she thinks she enjoys nursing cocks as much as Beau enjoys nursing her breasts. I disagreed only in my suspicion that Beau gets just as much out of sucking her tits; when I watched him doing that Monday evening, his dick was stiff and twitching in excitation and his hot and bothered moans were as accentuated as when he’s fucking her.
I mention that only because of what came next. Gigi turned aside and kissed Fred fully on the lips. She urged him to stand and bent to her knees to unzip his fly. She turned him aside and I assumed for the reason I could watch; I later learned that was in fact her reason. She reached into his fly and pulled out his cock. It wasn’t a smooth action on her part. He was stiff and it caught in the folds, then popped out in its rigid state. Her mouth opened at the sight of his lengthy manifestation. She gasped and whispered, “You’re so gifted.” She had told me he’s about an inch longer than me but had also mentioned his dick is “long and slender.” That isn’t quite right; his girth is at least as broad as mine but I was impressed with its sizeable, seven-or-so inch length.

She leaned to take his cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed slowly. I felt my penis swell as I watched and tried to envisage how it felt in her mouth. The more I concentrated on that thought, the more I could imagine it. He ran his fingers through her thick hair as she sucked. I think his hand trembled and he groaned. Slowly, his hips began thrusting to fucked her mouth. My wife’s eyes rolled up to glimpse his expression, but his eyes were closed. She unbuckled his belt and allowed his pants to fall to the floor.

A minute or so later, she withdrew her lips slowly, stood, and, without a word to him or me, led him to our master bedroom. His pants remained where they left them on the floor. Still sitting in the recliner chair, I breathed excitedly as they walked down the dark hall. My dick had swollen to full staff. I took off my clothes, left them in a guest bedroom chair, and placed my hearing-aid-like sound amplifier behind my right ear. That’s really a cheap device I had once purchased at the local pharmacy for twenty bucks but at times it needs replacement hearing-aid batteries. The clerk who sold it to me said he had sold one to a private detective who intended to use for overhearing conversations in restaurants and other public places. It probably wouldn’t work well for the hearing impaired, but it’s good at picking up conversations too low a volume to be understood with ordinary hearing ability.

With a box of tissues from the bedside table in hand, I crept to the hallway wall alongside their door where I had asked her a day before to leave ajar while they had sex. Setting the tissues onto the floor, I stealthily peered around door-jamb. Both were then naked and standing alongside the bed where they kissed deeply. My wife’s fist slid up and down the length of his tool, pumping it like milking a cow’s teat.

Fred urged her back to the bed and went down on her. I stroked as his tongue lathered her clitoris. She cried out at the sensations racing through her body. Her ankles rested atop his shoulders and her hips lifted rhythmically as if she were being fucked in the slow cadence of a metronome.

He knelt between her legs. Gigi reached for his shaft and ushered it to the mouth of her cunt. My body shuddered as I watched my wife’s excited response at the moment his dickhead parted her cuntal lips. She panted fitfully as his cock sank deeper. Her head rolled back onto the pillow and she cried out, “Oh my god, yeah,” He thrust into her like a champion pony pummeling a hot mare. Her long legs wrapped around his waist and she locked her ankles firmly in place. She wailed as he fucked her. I had to turn down the amplifier’s volume a bit at her increasingly earsplitting, joyful screams. Both were fully into it, their bodies writhing together in union like a single squirming entity. Each uttered expressions of ecstasy, and Fred mumbled, “I’ve never been with anyone who fucks so good.” She sobbed, “It’s easy for me. You’re everything I could imagine.” I’m unsure whether either comment was entirely true, but my wife becomes so lost in the moment she is being fucked, I’m sure it seemed that way.

I forced myself not to sob audibly at the visual image of him fucking my wife. I turned away and jerked off deliriously, the back of my head pressed against the wall. So that neither would hear me, my lips silently parted to spill out, “Oh yeah. Fuck my wife so good. Fuck her. You’re a stud.” I bent to grab a tissue and my sperm spurted into its folds. My legs wobbled and I braced my back against the wall to avoid tumbling.

My wife wailed at the moment of climax but Fred plowed on another ten minutes until he too moaned, “I’m cumming!” and then again in a softer tone, “I’m cumming.” I looked around the door jamb to see he was now fucking my wife from behind. She howled, “Yes! Yes! Cum inside me.” She stared wide-eyed at the bed’s headboard as he gripped her hips and spurted his last droplets of love juice into her cunt. Moments later, the two lay side by side and mutually recounted the elation of their experience. I sneaked back to the guest room and went to bed.

Our master bedroom door remained open at least most of the night and I heard them again fucking perhaps an hour later. I didn’t set the bedside alarm. But when I awoke around 5:30, I dressed in my clothes from the night before and came out to find our bedroom door closed.

Our bedrooms and home office are soundproofed. In the event they might again be having sex, I didn’t want to knock to ask if they were ready for breakfast. Instead I waited until I heard them coming out of the bedroom some fifteen minutes later before I prepared eggs, turkey bacon, toast and coffee. They were each in the shower off our hallway for a few minutes, so all was ready when they came to the table. She wore her robe and he was in my white terry robe, which would leave me to throw it into the wash whenever he was to leave this morning.

When we’re having conversations at the kitchen table with a guy who has fucked her the night before, we typically don’t mention their experiences of the night. But after a few minutes of exchanging remarks about his and our backgrounds, he thanked me for giving him my wife the previous night. I responded that she’s the “giver” and I’m the appreciative husband. My wife liked that. She reached into his robe, curled her fist around his dick, and added, “It’s more like an agreement between my husband and me. He doesn’t own me and loan me. It’s just a way to have fun for us. And, of course, for you.” He smiled, nodded in understanding and said, “I like the way you think,” then turned to her and said, “So I’ll thank you instead.” Whatever unease he may have felt upon first meeting me last night had dissipated. He seemed as comfortable as if he had known the two of us for years.

After eating, we talked in the living room a few minutes until he removed his and my wife’s robes and fucked her on the couch as I watched. Her heels kicked his buttocks at the moment he ejaculated into her cuntal tunnel. She sat up, grinned, and said to him, “I hope we’ll be long-time friends.” He looked over at me and responded, “As of last night, you’re my best friends. And yeah, I want that too.”

Around ten-fifteen this morning, he kissed my still naked wife at the front door and left for his home. Closing the door behind him, my wife leaned her back against the door and said, “Last night was really good. I hope you liked it.”

I did. I asked if she was up for one more round. We fucked until ten-forty-five a.m. She left a few minutes ago to go to the shooting range and said she should be back with two to two-and-a-half hours. That's a pretty typical time; at least half her time at the gun range is socializing with other enthusiasts. As she was about to leave, I asked, - but not seriously - whether she liked shooting her favorite firearm better than fucking. She laughed and said, "I'll leave that question for you to figure out."

It’s always unknowable whether new relationships like that with Fred will last a while, but I think he's a keeper. He’s a good addition for her sexual needs and I like that.

~ Des

[snooper56]

Sounds like everyone had a great time. Liked your previous update as well.

[samlowen]

That sure sounds like a wonderful time was had by all.

At what point do you and Gigi mention the in-bedroom cameras to new lovers, gaining their consent for you to use them? We don't have cameras in our bedroom and have never had to have that conversation. Is that something that Fred was made aware of last night, prior to their retreat into the room or is it something you two wait on, letting the newbies get comfortable in your home first?

He was wearing a tie? Was that part of his normal get up for his printing shop attire or did he intentionally add some class specifically for their dinner date?

[subtoall]

I spotted their cars from our front window as they parked their cars in our driveway and dimmed the living room’s lights. I greeted them at the door, took their coats and his tie, and hung those in the living room closet.

I asked Fred whether he wanted beer, liquor or a soft drink. At his request, I pulled three bottles of Mexican beer from the fridge and placed those on the coffee table facing the couch where he and my wife sat.
~ Des

Another sizzling night at Des and Gigi's house.

While you've often mentioned making breakfast for your wife and her certain-to-be-famished overnight guests, I have to say the recent increase in your understated acts of service for the couple like the two examples above really stir my sub juices. Well done. Subtlety is so much sexier than blatant.

Keep up the good work!

[Scotch98]

Wow Des, an amazing update. I know it must have been amazing to watch Fred Fuck Gigi on the Couch in front of you. I guess he is comfortable around you know which is really awesome. I hope he will be around for a while as Well. Hope you guys have a great weekend and I am sure you will....Cheers

[rascalnvixen]

Des,

So..... How's your weekend so far??? Now that was an update!!! Your writing style continues to get better and better!! It is very compelling and thrilling at the same time!! Does your bedroom security cams have recording capability??? It seems Gigi is entertaining her lovers at home more frequently recently, maybe you need to rig an additional multi terabyte hard drive to your system to handle all the new activity!!! Just curious, what is Gigi's favorite handgun that she used today?? I just had a pistol competition at a local range today and I brought out one of my favorites, my Beretta 92F. I love the way it shoots. It works very well for me!!! I'm also very glad you and Gigi took the time to have a good time together after Fred left!! Important for a loving couple as you are. Hoping you and she will have a great remainder of the weekend together!!!!

Rascal

[Des 31]

Thanks for those replies. I'll get around to all the questions above within a couple of days. We're about to leave to meet Ben and Liz for an outdoor barbecue at friends of theirs we don't know but who invited us at Liz's suggestion. We might go on that rescheduled trip downriver with them sooner than planned.

Yesterday, Ben purchased the laundromat mentioned here earlier. The 24/7 operation has reportedly been a cash cow for the previous owner, with five employees and located in the midst of a slew of apartment buildings that brings in constant business. That gives him two laundromats and four convenience store/gas stations that takes relatively little of his own time. Their new operation employs a full-time seamstress and five other full and part-time employees, a line of snack machines and an additional large room of busy, updated video-game machines.

Although he and Liz pay their (very hot) female business manager well, the woman had been expressing concern about her future should Ben retire his businesses at some future time. So he had his accountant and attorney work out equal shares and profits from the newest operation with his business manager. Although Ben and Liz paid for this business, the woman has a contract that should he sell his businesses, she will inherit the laundromat, her employer-contributed 4-percent 401-K and full ownership of that operation. He encourages her to invest in other enterprises and stock funds, which she is reportedly enthusiastic about doing. Employees like that are hard to find; for a woman whose principal past jobs were as a nude dancer, she has a lot of business skills. I knew Ben and Liz were generous and thoughtful of others, but learning that brings my admiration to an even higher level.

I'll be back here soon. Thanks again for responding.

~ Des

[BallSpanking]

That ... is the kind of business ownership our country needs, thoughtful and considerate, and generous with its employees.

[Tracey52]

Is that your stone wall on the avatar?

[Des 31]

Is that your stone wall on the avatar?

Hi Tracey. I'm at the office but spotted your question. No, that's in the neighboring state from more than a year ago. Her "cousin" as noted on the pic isn't actually a blood relative but she calls him that. He was taken in at a young age by her aunt and uncle. On that occasion, he was then visiting us from their hometown for three days. My wife took three days of her vacation to accompany him on a two-day trip with his bike hooked up to the truck. She has a motorcycle license and had before ridden his bike and a couple more owned by others in the past, but we don't own one. The only time I personally was on a motorcycle was when I was around 19 and rode around the block on a friend's bike. I decided that wasn't for me and haven't been on one since.

The wall isn't ours and I don't really know what it surrounds. It appears a little taller than that around our house and the wall around our property is more of a light gray but called whitestone. I didn't go with them on that trip and don't recall much about it, but both reportedly had a great time sightseeing and getting together again.

Unanticipated update: My wife phoned me this morning and said she will be late getting home. She was to attend a meeting after work but was told when arriving at at her office it's been rescheduled. Our insurance agent who fucks her occasionally phoned her a half hour or so later and asked if she cared to attend a 6 p.m. meeting south of town with him. They're going back to his place after that but she isn't sure just when she might be home tonight. She will phone me no later than nine this evening or on her way home if she leaves before that. When I thought about the timing, I can't imagine her leaving his place before nine; but she said it depends on how long the club meeting lasts. I have a project I intended to begin creating and writing up tomorrow, so that works for me. I'll take the notes home and may even finish the task before bedtime. She likes fucking him; one of the two times she uintentionally fell asleep at others' homes was at his place. She didn't awake until early the next morning.

She had done that once before in the early days of her extramarital experiences with another guy and was frantic when she awoke. I was less concerned that second time it happened at his place and wasn't worried about where she was, but she was just as overly apologetic. I knew she thinks he's good in bed and told her not to worry, to stay as late as she wished but she immediately got dressed and came home anyway. I reminded her of that and said she could stay the night if she wished, but she said she won't be doing that this time. I told her to call me when his dick's inside her. She laughed at my request and said, "I'm sure you would love that. He might like it too. I'll let you know."

~ Des

[Tracey52]

Thanks for the reply Des. The day seems to be working out well for Gigi and you. Not her blood cousin but perhaps “kissing cousin?”

[samlowen]

What a fortuitous situation that presented itself! Great timing on the insurance guys part. Can we call him Jake from State Farm or has he already been named prior?

[wannabecUKold]

What a fortuitous situation that presented itself! Great timing on the insurance guys part. Can we call him Jake from State Farm or has he already been named prior?

No. He is A the actuarial agent.

[Des 31]

I caught up today’s work last night and am taking most of the day off work. I promised to respond to those questions I didn’t get around to the past couple of days. I trust others here who may not care one way or another won’t mind these responses.

samlowen » Thu Aug 13, 2020 4:21 pm
I am certain that this is my favorite avatar to date. Holy heck is that wonderful picture. Boat trip down the river or skinny dipping at Beau's parents place?

At what point do you and Gigi mention the in-bedroom cameras to new lovers, gaining their consent for you to use them? We don't have cameras in our bedroom and have never had to have that conversation. Is that something that Fred was made aware of last night, prior to their retreat into the room or is it something you two wait on, letting the newbies get comfortable in your home first?

He was wearing a tie? Was that part of his normal get up for his printing shop attire or did he intentionally add some class specifically for their dinner date?


When those were first installed, we each thought we should first tell her guy(s) as a matter of courtesy and we usually still do that. There’s no pattern to it, just pretty much when she feels they’re comfortable if I want to watch. I know of only one who thought he would be permanent recorded, but he got over it.

I assume he wears casual clothes at work but he owns the shop but perhaps wears dressier wear for customers he calls on or meets at his place. He mentioned to us his employees do most of the work but that’s not something that occurred to me when I met him. I suppose he went to the club meeting dressed like other attendees, so I can’t answer that one about his workplace.

6inches » Fri Aug 14, 2020 9:48 am
Des 31,
as always your avatars are great, i love the exhibitionist in her, got any back ground on the shot,

I think you’re talking about the outdoors pic. I didn’t take the pic. She and her boss were at his mountain cottage and the background was the vacant lot alongside his place. I think that was before or after they went swimming in the lake behind their home.

[i]by rascalnvixen » Sat Aug 15, 2020 9:58 pm
Des,

So..... How's your weekend so far??? Now that was an update!!! Your writing style continues to get better and better!! It is very compelling and thrilling at the same time!! Does your bedroom security cams have recording capability??? It seems Gigi is entertaining her lovers at home more frequently recently, maybe you need to rig an additional multi terabyte hard drive to your system to handle all the new activity!!! Just curious, what is Gigi's favorite handgun that she used today?? I just had a pistol competition at a local range today and I brought out one of my favorites, my Beretta 92F. I love the way it shoots. It works very well for me!!! I'm also very glad you and Gigi took the time to have a good time together after Fred left!! Important for a loving couple as you are. Hoping you and she will have a great remainder of the weekend together!!!!

Yeah, Rascal, The cams record but I usually wipe them. She buys, sells and trades in her weapons now and then but her current favorite is a Sig P365, for which she traded a smaller concealable 9mm. She now has three, including a shotgun also bought on a trade. She has considered a semi 47 for more than a year but keeps putting that off. The last time she mentioned that to me was she might buy that if the state or federal governments seriously considers banning "assault weapon" sales (she insists "assault weapon" isn't a legitimate term, but instead differently designed rifles and no more deadly than any other.) For now, she doesn’t see an advantage. She has four holsters but her favorite is a white fabric holster worn at the back of her waist beneath clothing. (She knows her weapons well, but I have little interest in that. I wouldn’t be good at having to clean those and getting greasy in the process, something she somehow enjoys. She’s licensed armed security should she ever wish to do that, which gives the right to carry almost any sort of weapon anywhere in the state. I am not.)

by rascalnvixen » Sat Aug 15, 2020 12:48 am
Hey Des!!!

I enjoyed your update above!! When her secretary & hubby and you & Gigi get together, do you think sex will be on the agenda? If so, just a threesome for them while you listen in or do you think Gigi will give you a pass to fuck the secretary? I'm sure she knows the secretary won't be trying to take you away from her. I somehow did not realize that Sherry was going to move to your town for work. That can make for some very interesting evenings for you and Gigi!!! Just how many floors are in the new bank building offices? Does Gigi and Boss share one end of the floor so each has a corner office and an adjoining wall?? Can't remember what's in the works for this weekend, if you'd care to expand on that. Thanks!!

Rascal

She already gave me permission with her secretary (one time) at the couple’s home. Her husband knew about it and was on a date that night with the assistant principal of the school where he was teaching. So, that’s a maybe but wasn’t mentioned by either of us when she brought it up.

And yes, their offices will be adjoining with a door between them as they are now. I haven’t yet seen it, but there will be some differences between her office now and the new one. Hers will be walled off from the hallway and soundproof like his rather than having a glass front where she’s currently located. Her new office will be equivalent in square footage with his. His office will be the corner office and she wouldn’t want a corner office far away from his for the reason they share many responsibilities and the idea of walking the entire hallway doesn’t appeal to either.

They won’t be sharing a secretary when their current secretary retires; and she may stay on two more weeks past the month’s end if needed for training the new secretaries. The executive secretary interviewed replacements for each of them. None of the three think most secretaries could handle the work their secretary now does, but she’s one out of a thoussand. One replacement will start next week but the other is still under consideration. All three are picky in that they’re adamant that whoever works in those positions are not only discreet but open minded. You can imagine their potential concern in the event either secretary should notice a closer business relationship than ordinary. None think that’s likely, but it’s better to cover that base now rather than later.

All good questions. Thanks for asking.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Des,

Thanks for the responses!!!! And you THOUGHT no one wants to hear about the mundane things in your and Gigi's life!!! Hahahaha!!!!!! I'd love to have a discussion with her about her firearms. I'm sure it would be interesting for both of us!!!! But I don't really expect that to happen. But one can hope!!!!

Rascal

[Des 31]

While our insurance agent was fucking my wife at his place last night, I finished up at home what I had anticipated to be most of today’s office work. I was asleep last night he returned from her date and slipped quietly into bed. She told me when we awoke this morning she was home about 10:45.

This afternoon, she was an hour later than her usual getting home from work, but I didn’t immediately think to ask why. She told me her reason for so eagerly agreeing to attend last night’s meeting with our insurance agent. Gigi said she hadn’t intended to be disrespectful to me by not explaining more over the phone, but a lot was going on at work at the time; she had to cut short our conversation when telling me she would be late getting home last night. I have before told her she didn’t need to explain anything if she wishes to go out on a last-minute date.

The comptroller for the town’s largest private employer is a close friend of our agent. The man has become disillusioned with his company’s current bank and had asked our agent’s suggestion for a better-run institution. Our agent is one of my wife’s principal referrers to her bank and, like a few others who have fucked her, recommended several individual and corporate clientele to her; he has made doing business with my wife’s bank essentially a requirement for his eight employees. He told his friend about his experience and others he knows with my wife’s bank and could set up a luncheon between her and the comptroller if she wished.

So there was no way Gigi would have refused accompanying him to that night’s club meeting. The comptroller phoned her at the office today, and she told her boss she would be taking a long lunch break on Wednesday to meet with the man and our insurance agent will join them. The man told her he’s ready to sign on after the first of next month. Although Gigi is now the bank’s principal rainmaker, he was taken aback by this one and said, “We have to fuck over snagging that account. I’m putting this at the top of the agenda at our next board meeting.”

She considers nothing’s assured until the papers are signed but has no doubt it’s a done deal. She grinned as she told me, “So it’s going to be Bedtime for Boss-o.” That’s an ongoing punch line between her and her boss that’s too long a story to include here, but its meaning is that he and she will soon be fucking.

Her boss told her as she was about to walk out of his office that she will essentially be “owning” the Board of Directors upon hearing about her bringing in that account. She asked whether he had other suggestions for her to mention to the comptroller at the luncheon; he said to tell him either he or she will always be free to talk with him or the company execs if they have any concerns about services.

* * *

Her comment about that follow-up sex with her boss caused me to inquire when they plan to get together. She smiled and said, “I was getting to that. We already did.” The reason she was an hour late getting home tonight was that her boss said he had a surprise for her. He took her to the top floor of the bank’s newly constructed, west-side addition where their new offices will be. That entire portion of the building’s expansion won’t be occupied for another two weeks.

Gesturing with an open hand in her office-to-be, he said, “Here’s your new desk and chair.” A replacement desk and executive chair almost identical to his own had been delivered that morning. She was thrilled and kissed him for that. He said, “Let’s break it in,” and urged her to her back atop the desk.

He removed her clothing from the waist down as she panted in anticipation. Standing before her, he unzipped his fly, parted her legs, and guided his cock to her opening. She wrapped her long legs around his, and they fucked until both were cumming within about fifteen minutes. She and he most often have longer sessions, but she said, “That was pretty good for an office quickie. I guess you could say that was my thanking him for the furniture and his way of congratulations for the new client.” She didn’t recall a word passing between them while they were fucking but both were looking excitedly at the other throughout as their bodies were united.

I didn’t ask, but I’m sure each found those expressions of gratitude to be sufficient. Having listened to all that, I felt my dick swelling. She grinned as she glanced to my groin and said, “Oh look! I made you hard, Kemo Sabi. I’ll tell you more later.”
* * *

Our conversation took another turn. I asked what she believes to be the reason for her younger fuckbuddy Beau’s occasional mommy-son sexual thoughts. She said similar things have happened with others at times in the past, but I couldn’t recall her telling me about any. She has come to believe that isn’t uncommon. She once researched it on the web. The bottom line to what she found was that, although actual incest rarely works out well in the long run, many fantasize about it. It isn’t unusual for women to be attracted to men who remind them of their fathers or men to be drawn to women reminding them of their mothers. Her opinion is that it’s reasonable to assume either conscious or subconscious sexual thoughts are often involved. She thinks that’s Beau’s reasons but she’s sure he isn’t aware of it. One guy she dated a few times about four years ago told Gigi she reminded him of his sister and another once told my wife she looked like his oldest daughter.

I grinnned and responded that I sometimes think her experiences have given her the equivalent of a Ph.D. is sexology. She laughed about that and said, “I know there’s more to earning a psychology degree than that, but I’ve probably had more fun learning than most students in classrooms.”

I’m sure that’s true for me as well. It’s been a sizzling education.

She sucked my dick in our living room for a while, stopping at times to say how good both the previous days’ dicks felt, until I spurted into her mouth. She swallowed and said she needed to make some notes for a upcoming talk with a few supervisors.

If I recover by the time we get to bed, I’ll try fucking her as good as the other two these past days. Since her boss was quicker than usual, I might succeed at that. Whether I’m successful or not, I like the competition; and, when I wish her to compare me with another, she’s excruciatingly truthful in her follow-up evaluations. I can’t say she often finds I achieve that level of praiseworthiness, but now and then, I come out on top. But I'm still number one in her opinion of being the right guy as a husband; and since she's number one as a wife for me, that works out pretty well.

You may recall my wife’s frequent saying, often written within these pages, “If it wasn’t better with another guy, what would be the point of doing it all?” I like that.

~ Des

[snooper56]

Just another day at the office for Des and Gigi.

I hope you knock it out of the park tonight for both of you guys.

Interesting introspective look at Beau and their last get together.

[samlowen]

That's one of the better ways to start a work week! That's awesome news.