My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[yielding william]

I just saw your response to "We are English - anyone else from the UK on here?" That's one of the best and funniest remarks I have seen here. You're good. Have you noticed the numbers of visitors to your page. You are one of the most read members here.

[Des 31]

Neither of us tells untruths about other matters, but we’re occasionally in positions requiring us to make up alternative stories to cover my wife’s extramarital activities. Some who have mentioned in these pages we’re wrong to lie about that aren’t living in our shoes. For the most part, her sex life isn’t problematic but it isn’t always so easy to navigate these waters. For the reason of her courses and the time Gigi has held an armed security license, she has now received her private detective license; she learned that, somewhat similar to our situation, untruths and subterfuge are also part of that business for practicing PIs. A couple of examples, and not just about us, came about this past evening.

Sherry and Beau were on the phone with my wife for almost an hour last night. Among other topics, they talked about the pilot who had fucked her last weekend while Beau was at our home those two nights. On her last morning in bed at the man’s apartment, they had just finished fucking and she told him she loved his “joystick.” That isn’t a term my wife has used but she found it hilarious. Beau said that’s the word she uses for her computer-game stick and at times she jokingly rubs her hand up and down on it like she’s slowly masturbating the stick.

The pilot had asked if he could see her again before his vacation time ends Sunday. Beau encouraged her to phone and tell him she’s free this coming Friday and Saturday. Gigi later said to me, were it not for her other arrangement, she would have invited Beau back to our place those evenings; instead, she told him her boss and his wife had invited them over to their place Friday night. That isn’t precisely true; her boss will be at our home fucking her that evening. He had wanted to get together with my wife last Thursday night, but she told him they would need to wait a week for the reason she and I had other plans. Her unstated reason was that she didn’t want to have sex with anyone, including me, that week in anticipation of Beau fucking her over the weekend.

But as their conversation went on, her unoffered invitation was unnecessary. Beau plans to drive down to his parents’ home next weekend while his fiancé is being pleasured, most likely for the last time, by that guy’s “joystick.” When Sherry was with the man last Saturday, she had told him to please never mention to anyone she and he had sex. The pilot said he had more sense than that and confessed he often has sex with his married copilot. When called in for a past meeting with his bosses, the group’s principal started off the closed, four-man meeting with something like, “We’re aware of your intimate relationship with your copilot.” He was unaware anyone knew and said, “Are you firing me?” The man laughed and said, “No, we don’t care about that. We just want to be assured you can be objective in your evaluations of her before we consider promoting the woman to a left seat.” Sherry found that to be a funny story as did my wife. The pilot told Sherry his right-seat partner breathed a deep sigh of relief when he told the woman the rest of the story.

At the time they told that to Gigi, I was sitting across from her on the couch and wondering what was so hilarious about their conversation. When she told me after hanging up the phone, I thought it was funny too. Evidently, some businesses take a broader view of inter-company affairs than my and my wife’s organizations. Gigi told Jean about recently receiving her private investigator license but she is unlikely to ever practice as one. I had suggested having an alternative work skill is a good idea. As comfortable as anyone may be in their present circumstances, none can know what might come about in the distant future. Gigi didn’t care much for that opinion; she said, “Fuck that. I’m a banker for life.” I laughed at her response but don’t plan to repeat that comment.

After that phone call, she and I sat at the kitchen table over decaf coffee for a while and the topic was a common one in our conversations. She said she is pleased Beau’s and Sherry’s open arrangement is working so well. She opined her influence had something to do with that. She repeated a frequent comment, that she has treats everything she does like each small task is a profession. She added her common adage, “Sex with other men is fun, but I also do it for you, them and me. And I always want to do it right for all involved.” She didn’t add her usual joke, “But it’s mainly for me.” I knew all that, but what was new to me was that she had told that to Sherry at a time the girl and my wife were having girl-girl sex in our bedroom; at that time, Beau and I were talking in the living room. She added, “Sherry took in every word, and I don’t see her as someone who messes up often. I’m confident they will have happy and fulfilling years ahead.”

That sort of attitude represents another reason I love my life with her. I often tell her she is rare on the planet; but even if evidence came about to show otherwise, I would believe that anyway. If the way I see things work for me and her, contradictory facts aren’t likely to change me. I’m a difficult guy for others to convert to their ways.


~ Des

[samlowen]

If my wife ever chose to become a PI, I would absolutely ask her to get her guns and holsters on, nude, under a Columbo style flasher jacket with heels. Then we've had a fun photoshoot just for us. That would be my plan...

Did you two ever decide on PI business cards or some other fun congrats type gift for her?

[Des 31]

My wife and her boss had plans to be at our home a few hours this coming Friday night. But when they going over some papers together in her office this afternoon, he told her his wife and their children are flying out Friday afternoon to visit her parents this weekend. He asked her to find out if I had objections to he and Gigi instead staying at his mountain cottage that night through Saturday morning. Over concern a neighbor might become suspicious if my wife were spotted leaving late the home a late night night or an early morning, he and she have been reluctant to again stay at his and his wife's main home near downtown.

She hadn’t made up her mind about his suggestion at the time she arrived home. We were talking on the couch and ignoring an uninteresting TV program when she asked me about it an hour ago. I told her I’m fine with that. She stroked my dick at the time she asked my opinion. I said I was sure she wanted to fuck him. Knowing what I like to hear, she excited me by telling me how she feels when his cock is inside her. I knew she meant every word. I groaned and soon was cumming hard. She will pack an overnight bag and leave it in her car trunk until leaving the office that afternoon to his place. She said she will phone when she arrives, again sometime later that night, and before she leaves his place the following morning. I grinned and said I wish we could talk while he’s fucking her. She laughed but didn’t respond.

I asked if she had thought about Beau’s fiancé again having sex with the pilot this coming weekend. She laughed and said that was on her mind while masturbating with her vibrator Monday last night. When she and Sherry first talked about sex with others at our home, she told Sherry what she learned the first time she had sex with her former flight instructor at Beau’s urging. The idea had actually occurred as a fantasy before that but her mental image was like a typical porn video; she said, “You know, all the women are hot and all men have big penises. Or men and women just meet up and right away start fucking.” Gigi had laughed at that and told her the reality is a lot different and more fulfilling. Sherry said she now realizes it isn’t like that portrayed in movies. She went on to say she has decided being a wife with an approving husband is as good as it gets.

I really like the idea of them spending a night together at his and his wife’s getaway place; it won’t be their first night there and I have some things to do around the house this weekend anyway. Gigi has before told me there’s something particularly arousing for both of them when fucking at their mountain retreat. Unless rush hour traffic is a hindrance, the cottage is about 45 minutes away from their bank. I wrote out a joke permission slip on a sticky note for her to give him when she has the opportunity. She said, “You’re the best,” and placed the note in her purse. It reads (approximately), “Permission granted for you and my wife to have as much fun as you wish. Please allow her to give me a call whenever that doesn’t interfere with whatever you two are doing.”

I’m sure I’ll be home jerking off more than once during the time she’s away.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Gigi will certainly have fun being stretched around boss man!!!!

Thanks for the update, Des!!!!

Rascal

[Scotch98]

Looking forward to hearing all about Friday Night. I know you're excited about it and do hope they get around to calling you while they Fuck......

[Des 31]

Thanks, Rascal and Scotch. I came across some great advice for any considering hotwife arrangements, although the article is actually about successfful relationships.

The "Getpocket-dot-com" website just posted a researched article on why some marriages are successful while others end in unhappy marriages or separation.

It turns out successful marriages work for exactly the same reason as hotwife marriages - Trust, Commitment and Communication (details of what those mean is provided). Gigi and I are convinced any couple which lacks any of those ingredients shouldn't be in any sort of open marriage.

Any interested can find it at https: (GETPOCKET - DOT - COM)/explore/item/every-successful-relationship-is-successful-for-the-same-exact-reasons?utm_source=pocket-newtab

Since I have been a member at OHW, many have inquired what is different about our marriage. The above explains it perfectly. (But you will have to insert the beginning of the website address in "blue" above when entering all that into your browser. (I had to transliterate the website designation. The moderators at this board don't want us to put direct links to other websites in these pages for the reason that has an undesirable effect on search ratings.)

~ Des

[solstice]

Des writes: Neither of us tells untruths about other matters.

It's called having a private life, I think it was the director of the CIA when accused of lying said but that's what I do! it's part of my job. We are all entitled to a private life, and keeping it that way is not lying. It is especially true as a result of the job Gigi holds down.

[Des 31]

Des 31 wrote: ↑Thu Nov 19, 2020 12:21 pm
The recent posting of "A kinda size question" had several good points from respondents.

Although my wife has never met anyone with a penis longer than eight and a half inches, we know there are a very few men with ten inches length or more. The average woman can take up to seven inches before it hits the cervix. My wife has told one of her sexual partners his eight and half inches is occasionally hitting her cervix, which tells him to slow down to avoid unwanted discomfort.

She once ran across a study that made her realize she can take somewhat more than the average woman; on average, a virgin can take up to 6.5 to 7 inches. That's why almost all women are satisfied with the average of 5.5 to six or even smaller. Over time, most women can adopt to more. If a man is as large as my wife's boss, some women can take up to eight-and-a-half. When she first told me that, I thought perhaps her capacity may have something to do with her 5'11" height but later learned height has little if anything to do with that. The demographic of women, like my wife, can handle that size, but only about 1 in 28 women are the sort whose canals are so aligned. A man with ten to twelve inches simply cannot go full depth in any woman, contrary to how that may appear in some porn films.

The few husbands who believe so gigantic a penis is fully penetrating his wife is mistaken, perhaps due to the excitation overwheming him at the time. Every woman has a limit. I have often thought the pairing of my wife and her boss is like they're made for the other; most of that has to do with confluence of their personalities but also because she is one of that 28 or so who can take it all. Gigi once said in response to my saying I would like to own a cabin cruiser like that of friends, she said, "Yeah and I'd like to have ten inches, and that's not likely to happen either." But we each knew that was a joke; as much as she enjoys being with her boss, she could never take that much larger a dick.

~ Des

[anonymister1948]

Thanks, Rascal and Scotch. I came across some great advice for any considering hotwife arrangements, although the article is actually about successfful relationships.

The "Getpocket-dot-com" website just posted a researched article on why some marriages are successful while others end in unhappy marriages or separation.

It turns out successful marriages work for exactly the same reason as hotwife marriages - Trust, Commitment and Communication (details of what those mean is provided). Gigi and I are convinced any couple which lacks any of those ingredients shouldn't be in any sort of open marriage.

Any interested can find it at https: (GETPOCKET - DOT - COM)/explore/item/every-successful-relationship-is-successful-for-the-same-exact-reasons?utm_source=pocket-newtab

Since I have been a member at OHW, many have inquired what is different about our marriage. The above explains it perfectly. (But you will have to insert the beginning of the website address in "blue" above when entering all that into your browser. (I had to transliterate the website designation. The moderators at this board don't want us to put direct links to other websites in these pages for the reason that has an undesirable effect on search ratings.)

~ Des

Hi Des -
Thanks for the information. Howevwer, the link you provided turns out to be how you save your links via Pocket, a browser extension - thus the "GetPocket" part of the link. The article you reference is in several places on the web and can be accessed by pasting the following into a search engine: "explore/item/every-successful-relationship-is-successful-for-the-same-exact-reasons", which is the latter part of the link you provided. I use Bing but I'm sure Google will work equally well.

[Tracey52]

Thanks for the more regular updates recently Des. Any progress on getting together with Mrs Boss or has that idea gone cold?

[Des 31]

Thanks, Rascal and Scotch. I came across some great advice for any considering hotwife arrangements, although the article is actually about successfful relationships.

The "Getpocket-dot-com" website just posted a researched article on why some marriages are successful while others end in unhappy marriages or separation.

It turns out successful marriages work for exactly the same reason as hotwife marriages - Trust, Commitment and Communication (details of what those mean is provided). Gigi and I are convinced any couple which lacks any of those ingredients shouldn't be in any sort of open marriage.

Any interested can find it at https: (GETPOCKET - DOT - COM)/explore/item/every-successful-relationship-is-successful-for-the-same-exact-reasons?utm_source=pocket-newtab

Since I have been a member at OHW, many have inquired what is different about our marriage. The above explains it perfectly. (But you will have to insert the beginning of the website address in "blue" above when entering all that into your browser. (I had to transliterate the website designation. The moderators at this board don't want us to put direct links to other websites in these pages for the reason that has an undesirable effect on search ratings.)

~ Des

Hi Des -
Thanks for the information. Howevwer, the link you provided turns out to be how you save your links via Pocket, a browser extension - thus the "GetPocket" part of the link. The article you reference is in several places on the web and can be accessed by pasting the following into a search engine: "explore/item/every-successful-relationship-is-successful-for-the-same-exact-reasons", which is the latter part of the link you provided. I use Bing but I'm sure Google will work equally well.

You're right; I tried what I had copied and pasted and couldn't get back to it either until including your data, beginning with "getpocket (dot) com/. I at first found it by following a link on the Bing website but it's no longer there. Well, at least, the summary I provided was the essence of that lengthy article. The better part is that your posting will save others from following the mistaken link I provided.

[rascalnvixen]

I had no problems getting to the website once I converted the initial URL to the standard convention for websites. Worked perfectly!!!

Rascal

[Des 31]

As planned earlier in the week, my wife spent Friday night with her boss at his mountain retreat, a cottage near the mountain’s top. She had packed an overnight bag Friday morning for the evening.

From the outset, Gigi has been diligent in keeping her extramarital relationships a secret from others. Around the time she first agreed to having sex with others, she laughed at my lack of faith in her ability to keep others from finding out. I once asked whether someone might discover her activities and consider her to be morally bankrupt. She grinned and joked, “Moral bankruptcy won’t affect my credit score.” Throughout all this time, her seemingly-natural caution and planning have allowed her to extraordinarily successful at that. Typically for her, she took a roundabout route when driving to the mountain cottage. While carefully checking her rearview mirror, she first drove from the bank toward our home before turning onto two successive roads leading to his place.

I won’t get a recap of their night together until we’re in bed tonight, but her casual remarks this morning indicated it was clearly hot. She called me at home upon arriving at his place a few minutes before he drove up to park alongside her car. When she looked up at him walking around to her car window, she told him she was on she was talking with me and he said, “Great, can I speak with him a minute?” She handed him her iPhone and he said, “I laughed when seeing your sticky note of permission your wife showed me. It would be nice if you could drive up here tomorrow morning. The three of us could go to breakfast and I would like that.” We settled on my being at his place at eight-thirty this morning.

Gigi took the phone from him to say she would phone sometime tonight before nine-thirty. I told her to “have fun” and call only whenever either of them might be inconvenienced. She giggled at that and responded, “We won’t be screwing every minute of the night and day.” He was still close by and laughed at her comment. She signed off with, “Stay stiff, Kemo Sabi. I’ll see you in the morning. Love you.”

When I drove up this morning and parked on the home’s barren, leaf-covered yard, I spotted my wife at a window as she pulled aside the drapes. She was nude and apparently didn’t realize I saw her. She turned away and I assumed she was informing her boss I just arrived. When her boss, wearing a terry cloth robe, opened the door as I approached on the walkway, he said, “Come on it. I’m glad you accepted the invitation.”

I spotted their clothing from the night before piled onto the couch but didn’t comment about it.

Wearing only her green oriental robe, my wife strode into the living room and enthusiastically greeted me as if I had been away for weeks. She said, “I love it when we’re all together.” I responded I love it when he and she get together and added, “You two are good together.” They chuckled and he said, “The way I see it is that works well for all three of us.” He offered coffee and we sat around his kitchen table and talked about whatever came to mind except the two of them fucking the night before. Gigi would later tell me they were again having sex just minutes before she heard my car drive up.

He glanced to the kitchen clock and suggested we go out for breakfast at the log cabin restaurant halfway down the mountain. My wife retreated to the bedroom to dress in casual cool-weather clothing. I waited on a recliner chair as he put on his slacks and blue dress shirt from the previous work-day. I told him their time together gave me a chance to take care of some home chores I might otherwise have put off a few days.

He drove us in his sedan to the eatery. The young waiter had at one time or another seen all of us at the restaurant and probably wondered about the relationship between us. When Gigi and her boss had been here twice before, their conversation with the young man led him to assume they were boyfriend-girlfriend; but he had also seen her and me together once before. He didn’t ask about any of that but expressed his pleasure at seeing all of us again. Gigi and I ordered larger portions than we normally have at home or elsewhere. The restaurant isn’t high-end, but its rustic, country-like decor has a charm all its own. The owner came out of the kitchen and talked with us a few minutes but asked no questions that would really identify us, where we worked, or our marital circumstances. He didn’t mention her boss’ wife who he has also seen with him here at times. His omissions of those typical personal questions caused me to suspect he may have figured out the four of us have an unconventional relationship.

After breakfast, we returned to his place. She shucked her coat, boots and ear-cover cap, then pushed aside her night-before work clothes still laying on the couch. Plopping onto the cushions, she reached to her boss’ hand as an invitation for him to sit alongside her. I talked with them from the recliner across the six-foot space between me and them. Gigi winked at me, then turned to kiss him on the lips. A half-minute passed until he began unbuttoning her flannel shirt. As he began to shed his clothes, she pulled away her leggings and was wearing nothing beneath.

Gigi scooted back to rest her back on an arm of the couch and kicked her clothing onto the floor. Her movements caused me to understand she evidently recognized just what he was about to do. Her spreading her legs and sitting up against the couch arm caused me to realize this was most likely a common prelude to whatever she anticipated he was about to do. I guessed right. He lay on his stomach and went down on her, his mouth covering her shaved mound. My tool swelled. She swooned and her hips gyrated responsively to his tongue then manipulating her clitoris. She clasped her hands to each side of his head and gazed down to his scalp as he enthusiastically brought my wife to heights of blubbering pleasure. I unzipped my chinos and pulled out my stiff tool. As I stroked, I experienced an unusual, weird feeling, something like a numbed mixture of anxiety, captivation and enthrallment all at once. I cannot recall having a similar emotion but it was exhilarating in an indefinable way. It’s factually impossible to transport their thoughts and feelings to my mind, but that moment was like that.

Suddenly she pressed her fist to her lips as her body shuddered in response to an oncoming orgasm. She cried out, “Oh yes!” and her facial expression was like that of a woman trapped in the path of an oncoming train. She shrieked as the sensation of the climax rolling through her. She shuddered when coming down from the orgasmic high. Looking down to him, she stammered, “That’s total out-of-body. Like falling from the sky.” I didn’t comprehend the full meaning of her analogy, but her muddled gasp was in a tone of sincerity.

She moved further down on the couch to lay flat on her back and tapped a forefinger on his shoulder. That motion and her previous prepositioning her back to the couch’s arm confirmed my assumption they have developed silent signals for what each next expected. I’m sure she hasn’t mentioned that to me in past narrations of their intimacies. He obediently pulled away and stood alongside the couch. His half-stiff cock hung impressively before my wife’s lips. She gripped his tool’s base and clamped her lips onto its breadth. Her head bobbed eagerly until his pole rose to full staff. And evidently knowing what was next to come, Gigi smiled as she withdrew her lips from his cock. His hand curled around his shaft as he knelt between her thighs. His broad dickhead slithered into the folds of her cunt to about half his tool’s length.

As his dick sank deeper, her eyes widened and she repetitively cooed, “Ooh! ooh!” She enfolded her legs around his as he unhurriedly thrust into her. She responded, “I love it, Honey. Oh, Mister …” As his tempo increased, her head lashed side to side. Her hips responsively gyrated as he successively withdrew and again propelled into her canal. By then, I was jerking off madly. I knew my thought at the moment was not an accurate analogy but I contemplated their fucking as a ballet of carnal unity. Both were physically and emotionally bonded as one. I’m confident each had pushed my nearby presence from their conscious thoughts.

Realizing I was about to spurt, I reached into a pocket for a handkerchief.

I scurried to the bathroom but didn’t reach the door before my seed spewed into the handkerchief. I’m sure neither of them would agree, but I think it was as good for me as it was for them. I was cumming long and hard like my entire being was flowing into that cloth.

When I returned to the room, her arms were wrapped around his neck and she was whispering in his ear. For the reason I felt they deserved that moment of privacy, I haven’t asked what she murmured to him. He nodded and said softly, “I always feel that. The best part is that our spouses approve.” I don’t just “approve” but held my tongue. I could have added I’m thankful both can attain that level of ecstasy. I love it too.

I didn’t know at the time that he hadn’t ejaculated and now suspect the reason may have been my presence in the room. He withdrew and the three of us sat and talked a while until she reached for his dick and stroked it again to hardness. She drew him in for a deep kiss. I think it was a toss of the head that signaled her to turn to her knees. My wife massaged her clitoris with a finger as his shaft entered her cunt from behind. Her mouth opened and eyes glazed over as he fucked her. She turned her head to look at me as I stroked my limp penis. Flesh slapped against flesh and she cried out, “Oh yeah, like that, fuck me!” He groaned and erupted into her. I was spent from previously jerking my putz but breathed heavily in excitation at the moment he spurted into her cunt.

Soon after he withdrew, he mentioned something about his then-deflating dick. She grinned and said, “But you did good, boss. Sometimes it decreases in size but it increases in value.” He and I broke into laughter. Her off-hand joke was particularly appropriate for banking people.

They soon dressed and Gigi repacked her overnight bag. We were about to walk out the door when he said to Gigi, “I forgot to mention the board wants you and me to go to an afternoon class on living trusts Tuesday afternoon.” She joked, “Okay, but I won’t be setting up a living trust because there’s no one living I trust.” As I was about to turn onto the main road in front of his cottage, I looked at my rearview mirror, and he was still chuckling at her joke. I rarely ask where she picks up these one-liners; but she has said most are told her by banking customers. At other times, a retort just comes to mind at any moment.

Their relationship is more complicated than it may seem on the surface. For reasons of certain contrary beliefs and outlooks, Gigi and he agree neither could actually live together. Although each is respectful of the other personal convictions, neither thinks the other’s is the “correct” view on religion, politics and other unprovable judgments; I have told her opinions are just that, not established facts; My attempts at coaching and her boss’ differing opinions are unlikely to change either her or his long-held views. These brief sexual interludes are a needed release of pent-up desires that cannot be expressed in their workplace. Before they first had sex, my wife agreed with him it would need to be “just for fun,” not a romantic affair. That hasn’t changed over the past few years; she now says to me in varied ways, “I know it seems like this is just sex, but it’s really good sex.” There’s more to their hot sex than the excitation provided to the three of us; one of the many advantages of their fucking is that we each enjoy his and his wife’s social companionship. His wife’s mutual approval, along with their way of thinking about the sexual connection, make this as worthy a liaison I can imagine for a hotwife marriage.

When we returned home in our separate cars, I mentioned my understanding from their remarks they had an exceptional session the previous night. She laughed at that and said, “Actually it was pretty much the same, but I’ll fill your brain with that tonight in bed.” That last part was pretty much the answer I expected. Tonight should be a great evening. We are going out for lunch in a few minutes but hope you enjoyed reading our shared experience. I didn’t realize until now I had gone on a bit long with this.

~ Des

[Scotch98]

Wonderful Update Des. It must be amazing to watch Gigi fuck "Mister" in front of you. I'm glad you had the opportunity to watch. Very hot stuff!!!! Have a wonderful evening. sure sounds as if it will be very interesting..... Cheers

[samlowen]

The owner came out of the kitchen and talked with us a few minutes but asked no questions that would really identify us, where we worked, or our marital circumstances. He didn’t mention her boss’ wife who he has also seen with him here at times. His omissions of those typical personal questions caused me to suspect he may have figured out the four of us have an unconventional relationship.

When I was just starting what turned into 17 years of restaurant work, my first manager told me that if any customers looked like they were having affairs, let him know so he can make sure the server mentions we also have wines off menu. This manager let me know that it was a smart business move to always have some pricier and fancier available when cheating couples came in, so the guy would be able to order something nicer to impress his affair partner. My point is that most smart restaurant folk have learned to identify right away who is with their spouse and who isn't. Those folks not with their spouse tend to spend a bit more money and tip more, hence we would always strive to identity those folks and ramp up the service for our benefit. Questions from the staff where never asked unless one person was left alone at the table.

I agree that the owner of this place realistically knows.

I didn’t know at the time that he hadn’t ejaculated and now suspect the reason may have been my presence in the room.

I realize that it's rare for you to be in the room with Bossman and Gigi, but after all this time, with how close the four of you are, joking and talking about your unconventional relationship, I would have expected Bossman to not have an issue orgasming in front of you. If he does have that mental block in place, I wonder why. He seems like a guy who could adjust more easily to your presence. Perhaps his cock was just desensitized from the sex he and Gigi had been having the past day and it needed a moment to gather itself for the final push over the top?

Glad to hear everyone had a wonderful time.

[afagehi7]

It's good bossman is respectful and included you. I'm sure it helps keep things on the up and up.

[rascalnvixen]

I didn’t know at the time that he hadn’t ejaculated and now suspect the reason may have been my presence in the room.

I realize that it's rare for you to be in the room with Bossman and Gigi, but after all this time, with how close the four of you are, joking and talking about your unconventional relationship, I would have expected Bossman to not have an issue orgasming in front of you. If he does have that mental block in place, I wonder why. He seems like a guy who could adjust more easily to your presence. Perhaps his cock was just desensitized from the sex he and Gigi had been having the past day and it needed a moment to gather itself for the final push over the top?

Glad to hear everyone had a wonderful time.

I was wondering the same, Sam. But after thinking on this a bit, I started thinking why did Bossman invite Des to join them that morning? Now, I think Boss simply wanted Des to witness him fucking Gigi and to be able to look at Des as he did it. I also think (of course I'm just guessing at all of this!!) Boss held his cum when Des blew his wad into the handkerchief and left them to clean up in the bathroom. Boss wanted to cum in Gigi's pussy while her hubby was there to watch the event of him shooting his cum in his wife. But he had to wait until Des returned to the room before he could finish inside Des' hotwife. The ultimate thrill for the lover of a married woman!! And I'm also thinking that Gigi enjoyed having Des watch the excitement in real time right in front of him. All speculation on my part but of the several married women I was fucking at one time, that was a topic that was discussed several times and not just from my initiation!!! Several of them said they wanted to be fucked in front of their hubbies and have me cum in them as hubby watched, but it never happened. But it was surely a very hot topic that was the orgasm trigger for us several times.

Des, I was thinking as I read the great update and wondering why you were invited, that maybe Gigi was going to invite you to clean her creampie for her. But evidently that didn't occur. You couldn't help wondering about that as you saw his remnants flowing out of her. I'm sure it crossed your mind that she might ask about that.

A very exciting update, Des!!!! Thanks for your contribution to our excitement!!

Rascal

[Xalar11]

How was your own sex with your wife?

[solstice]

Some time ago Beau and his girlfriend were going to spend an evening with you both, and the thought occurred to me that you may have had some kind of sex with her: Also there was talk of easing the embargo on you having sex with the bosses wife, did either of those scenario's ever come to pass?

[mundyman]

Your efforts in describing, often in great detail, you and your wife’s relationship and activities is ALWAYS greatly appreciated.

[Des 31]

Some time ago Beau and his girlfriend were going to spend an evening with you both, and the thought occurred to me that you may have had some kind of sex with her: Also there was talk of easing the embargo on you having sex with the bosses wife, did either of those scenario's ever come to pass?

Yes but following that night, I was swamped with work and two other events came about. By the time all that happened, I hadn't put any of it in my computer journal. I think, but I'm not sure, I wrote that in the subsequent posting. I didn't attempt to catch up on that because of the time lapse, so I went on with the most recent. But the circumstances were nearly identical to our previous experience posted here. There were only two significant differences. We ultimately ended up as a foursome in our master bedroom, with Beau and I changing women. The other "update" I could offer was Sherry's remark that her two experiences with other men, approved by Beau, is a "dream" situation.

She went on to say she thinks this is the future for most marriages. I half-agreed, saying that different sorts of open marriages would mean a major cultural change and those come about slowly. I don't think that will happen soon. On the other hand, popular media has been reporting on cuckoldry and swinging becoming mainstream. Articles published generally agree that swinging, cuckolding and what is generally considered open marriage have been on the increase since the 60s. That's as old as civilization and before, but not the norm today. Cuckolding is among the most visited topics at a staggering number of websites, and some like Ashley Madison are thriving. Perhaps it will, as she thinks, become the norm over time, but I doubt most sociologists would agree.

AND A SIDE BAR: When I wrote the word "staggering" above, I was reminded of a joke Gigi told yesterday morning to her boss, a young waiter and me at the restaurant where we had breakfast. "A man whose car was weaving on the highway was pulled over by a patrolman who asked him to get out of the car and walk the distance from his car and back. Being intoxicated, he wobbled when walking. The highway patrolman said, "You're staggering." The driver mumbled in a drunken slur, "Why, thank you! You're rather handsome yourself."

~ Des

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[solstice]

The partner change with Beau must have been a boost to your ego, although I have not considered you to be ego driven, I am an equal opportunity freak, and strange as it may seems took great pleasure on your achievement, If it had been me, performance anxiety may have raised it's ugly head.

[Tracey52]

Des. Great update. Felt like I was there. Hope you inform us about what Gigi told you about their night later. You talked about secrecy. I remember that mr Bossman and Gigi are in a new office and have a new shared secretary. How’s that working out? LOL I just realised that secretary contains the word secret. Very app in this context. Don’t you think?