My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[rascalnvixen]

Without all the smart and silly comments I am known to make on occasion, You my friend Des, I believe, are absolutely correct!!!
I think your view about your lovely, sexy and smart wife is well founded. Keep that communication working, I believe is the primary foundation of your relationship with her!

Rascal

[Des 31]

I don't suppose that Gigi has any real secrets she withholds from you, there is no point, I wonder if in the past she weight up whether to tell you of some of the intimate conversations she had with her guys? as your reactions have, I guess seldom been if ever, negative.
I know in the past she has read your postings, and in one occasion stepped in with replies in your absence, It would be unnatural if she did not from time to time take exception to some of the detail I feel privileged to read here :does she ever read the threads of the few that follow a path similar to yours?

Hi Solstice, Just arrived home early today. I'm traveling next week a couple of days and a full week the following week, so I'm preparing for both.

I‘m sure I’m told most of what seems relevant to her, but certain I'm unlikely to be every comment in what are typically long conversations in bed with her men. I either or her men could say anything to which I would object. She doesn’t intentionally hide parts of her life. But some events I don't learn happen as an example came about this week. She got around to casually mentioning she had spoken by phone to our insurance agent a week before for an hour or so. He had called to see if she could come over after work a night, but she had other plans that evening. It’s virtually impossible for me to know what goes on every moment of her days or for her to remember it all when we talk.

And, yes, she catches up on this thread, typically about every two weeks or so. A few times, she has said I could have left something or another out, but she doesn’t object in a disapproving way. Most often, she follows up her reading with a joke.

Without all the smart and silly comments I am known to make on occasion, You my friend Des, I believe, are absolutely correct!!!
I think your view about your lovely, sexy, and smart wife is well-founded. Keep that communication working, I believe is the primary foundation of your relationship with her!

Rascal

Thanks, R&V. We have just had some unusually great communication. I’ll write about that Saturday morning. I will be out of town a couple of days next week and left the office early today to work on that.

But here’s something I hadn’t anticipated and about my personal assistant Samantha who some here have asked about before. I have a week-long presentation-and-research trip coming in two weeks. The senior partner and others asked I take Samantha along with me again. Essentially, they want her to learn the details of sales techniques and consider her to be a good image for our firm. She has begun to be noticed throughout our firm as an impressive addition to the staff and her effective assistance on our last trip was remarked upon at our last partners’ meeting. I objected when that was brought up, saying the idea of a man and woman traveling together frequently raises suspicions. One of the partners had the others laughing at that when he said, “Oh yeah, like a woman married to one of the city’s wealthiest men is going to be screwing around with one of us.” I laughed, threw up my hands in defeat, and said, “Okay, she goes.”

The thing is the senior and other partners agree with me she has the goods. None know anything about Sam's past as do I but she has a rare, imposing manner about her that captivates others.

My problem with traveling with her is her privately open conversations and interactions with me. It’s closer than others know. When we were on our only trip together, I had a sore shoulder and she massaged it a night while I sat near-naked on my hotel room’s couch and wearing nothing but a towel about my waist.

When I’m working and don’t wish to be distracted, I close the blinds at my office’s front window that looks out over the office floor and the door to my office is solid wood. No one can then see in and I’m not distracted by whatever is going on beyond my office; my door has an outer plaque with my name and the message “Knock Before Entering.” When she and I are going over her work or working on a project together, we’re walled off from others’ views. She often rubs my shoulders as I go over our work. That isn’t intended to mean a sexual connection, but admittedly it’s a valued benefit neither she nor I want others to know about. My wife has said she’s sure the two of us will be fucking as time goes on, but I keep insisting that isn’t going to happen.

Most assume she is likely to be offered a partnership by the time this year is out. Advertising requires certain skills most don’t have and isn’t something that can be adequately taught in college. Either someone has it or they don’t, and she clearly does. She lacks certain technical writing skills; those are complex, but I’m teaching her the basics that aren't part of typical high school and college classes. That part requires knowledge of editorial methodology at the least, and listing all those is rather lengthy; I or some secretaries can correct the fine points, so that degree of knowledge isn’t an absolute requirement for someone who’s adequately creative as is she.

Another reason fellow partners prefer her to accompany me is my initial report of her assistance in closing the previous sale. She has since sat in with two or three partners at a time when some clients and potential clients visit our office. She is said to present a good image for the company has the good sense to offer competent suggestions when any raise questions.

I’m sure there will be more to say about her as time goes on. For the reason comments about Samantha have come about here, the above remarks might be of interest to some. She's working out well for the firm.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

Certainly of interest Des. Gigi thinks you’ll be fucking Samantha in time. That sounds like a green like to me.what a great private joke to have on your partners is thinking yeah the wife of one of the wealthiest men in town is fucking me who is married to the local gorgeous celebrity. You’re the man Des. I wish you could see it. You’re way to humble.

[afagehi7]

If Gigi is ok with you fucking her, and she is no longer your subordinate, then pound that pussy bruh!

[solstice]

Although this forum may imply otherwise, a good relationship with your assistant does not need to be sexual, although the massage may indicate otherwise, good and sensible conversation can ease those hours when not interviewing: It would seem that Gigi is not strongly opposed to a more than friendly relationship with her, nevertheless you seem to be resistant of heading in that direction.

[Scotch98]

Great update Des and certainly of interest. As much as I would advise against it it does seem likely that yours and Sam's relationship will become more intimate. And for some reason I think it would work well mainly because you are able to focus so well on the work at hand and separate personal feelings. Your relationship w/ Gigi points that out. I don't think Gigi sees any danger from Sam and I feel those two will be great friends in the future if they aren't already. I think it may scare you a little that you and Sam get along so well and the communication lines are open and frank. Almost willing to bet it won't be too long before she joins you and Gigi in some fun. Not sure if she is open to enjoying a Lady or not. Again thanks for the update. Have a great weekend....Cheers

[solstice]

I cannot think of a time that Des has made a sexual move which has made Gigi uncomfortable, at times his wife has relented as she may feel her strictures on him troubling her sense of fairness. he has not seemed perturbed even when a strong bond has formed with certain of her sex partners, with the view that all her relations have a built in termination clause, even although a few have been fairly long term.

[Des 31]

Tracy writes: Since we can’t know who you really are it’s the only way we feel we can get to know you. No detail is too small or irrelevant.
I agree with Tracy, no detail is too small, I have no wish to know who you (Des) are, but if I believed in luck, I would consider you the luckiest Bloke on this forum, and Gigi is a fortunate wifie (Aberdeen dialect) could constant fucking add to life expectancy? ... if so you should get some action soon, I'm sure your wife has no desire to be a young widow.

Gigi got around to reading this a couple of days ago and noticed those remarks about the "details." She knows I end up deleting half of more of about everything I write here, in email, and more. It's all related to whatever I'm writing about but sometimes that could run 10 or more pages for a one-page message if I had posted everything that occurred to me. I type faster than most secretaries and reporters I know and throw it all in to organize my thoughts. She said to me, "Why just once don't you let people see all the stuff running through your mind when you're writing?" Well... I'll let it fly tomorrow morning when I add about everything she left on the recorder and all I can recall from this week.

I thought I might add some of that to our thread now, but Gigi's on the phone with her friend Liz at the moment and said earlier she has some things to tell me she had forgotten to mention about her time this week. So I'll wait to hear whatever that may be before I start hitting the keys.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

Go Gigi, Can’t wait. Let us be the judge about whether or not you write too much. Could save me buying books if you write more.

[Observer1931]

Looking forward to it Des. Thanks Gigi.

[Des 31]

ALL THE STUFF THAT HAPPENED (as promised): I know none who include routine details of their wives’ and girlfriends’ sexual escapades at this website. But as noted above, many prefer I not delete extrinsic detail I may erroneously consider irrelevant. I typically cut out half or more of whatever I write before hitting the “Submit” button. But, okay - The following can serve as an example of what happens when I don’t. At least this once, here’s everything I’ll be typing that I can recall or that my wife revealed on our recorder these past few days.

Of all that came about these last few days, what most captivated my attention was how and why some of my wife’s sexual experiences are hotter than others. She doesn’t know either and I couldn’t figure it out, so that’s a mystery of which I can’t tell you. But that somewhat rare event again happened this week when she was dicked mightily by Peter.

I don’t think I have mentioned Peter here since August. He and she initially met at the local indoor gun range. They’re still fucking when their schedules allow. They get together for sex and/or bowling following some workdays, sometimes with two others, for one to three-and-a-half hours at a time. They usually stick around snacking on junk food after that.

Some of my wife’s background is needed here to understand how her newest interest in Peter’s pastime activity has come about.

In the small college my wife once attended, she was engaged in financial studies that included advanced math, statistics, and advanced economics. Because those and related subjects took up much of her non-classroom time, she had a limited social life. At times, Gigi was envious of girls with less demanding courses who enjoyed active sex lives like most college-age women. Her classes were comprised mostly of males she described as smart but generally lacking in social skills. She became friends with three of the five or six girls in her stats class; she says some students might have considered her three friends as “nerdy,” but she liked them. One of those had been bowling since she was 11 and, by the time she was in high school, participated in adult tournaments.

The three invited Gigi to join them at the bowling alley they frequented near their school. She had before been on her high school swim team and participated with friends and family in other water sports but had no experience with bowling. She was terribly deficient that first night, but within a couple of months became what she says is “average at it.” After graduation, she began working as a trainee at a hometown bank and hadn’t returned to a bowling alley until meeting Peter.

The first or second night she and Peter began fucking, he asked if she liked bowling. She told him of her modest experience. He knows none with who he works or others so interested. But he often went with his two-year-older sister and her boyfriend to a bowling alley located near his home. He asked if she would like to join them some night. She hesitantly responded with a “maybe,” dependent upon whether I‘m to be out of town or if she has no other conflicting activities. She prefers golf, swimming, and running and had come to think of bowling as something not that gamey on her list of interests.

That has changed. Their last outing was their fifth time at the local bowling alley and the third with his sister and her boyfriend. She finds it more fascinating than remembered from her school days. The sessions among the four typically go on about an hour and twice followed up by junk food at the alley’s bar. Peter’s sister and her boyfriend believe she and Peter to be no more than casual friends.

The first three times they were bowling, she and he were hotly fucking at his home for another hour or two. She particularly likes his reaction when giving him oral sex and that goes on a while longer when with him than with most guys she fucks. But on their last two outings at the bowling alley, the four then went to a pizza parlor where they ate, drank beer, and talked for a couple of hours. Because that, like their previous nights, was a work-day night and it was then running late, the two parted upon leaving the pizza place and drove home separately.

Only once have they had sex at our home, and that was no more than a couple of hours. At a moment their eyes were turned away that night, I sneaked into our bedroom naked to take a pic with my iPhone as he fucked her. I crept out quietly but later learned Gigi had spotted me. She didn’t tell Peter. She smirked as she stared at the photo on my phone and said, “Nice image. But don’t do that again, okay?” Most of the few pics I have taken of her and others are from my laptop as transmitted from our security cams.

This week, she and I didn’t know whether they were going to his place or coming to ours after bowling, but I changed the sheets for them before leaving for work that morning just in case. It didn’t work out that way. On the way to his home, she phoned from her car to tell me they would be at his place. Their reason was the timing. Because he lives closer to the bowling alley, I agreed that made more sense. Weeknight hours are limited for both in that each goes to bed around 9:30 to be up early for their jobs.

The four again met up at five-fifteen and afterward Peter and she drove separately to his home. She told him she needed a shower. He suggested they instead bathe together. She grinned, saying, “I would like that,” and joined him the moment his bathtub had filled. As they sat facing the other in the unlit bathroom, their conversation at first centered around their day at work but then turned to another topic.

I don’t recall having written here about the thoughtful conversations that come about in conversations between my wife and other men who fuck her; but sometimes the talk turns to more serious subjects. He asked why I enjoy that he and she have sex and why she, as a married woman, has sex with other men. He knows he isn’t her first or only guy. I’m unsure my quotations about that are exacting, but this is the way she told me:

Gigi said, “I didn’t have a choice.” He inquired if her comment meant that I “made” do it. She said, “No. It’s a need for satisfaction and stability, not some fucking casual preference. Some women can live happily in a monogamous relationship but I came to learn I can't. It doesn't seem natural.” She could have, but did not, point out that‘s the same for me; her sexual satisfaction is my satisfaction, but that complex dynamic is perhaps too difficult for some to understand. She tried to explain my excitation when she fucks other men. Anyone who has been reading our thread for a while knows her most common joke – “I do it for both you and me – but mostly for me.” She intends the comment for laughs, but it’s really more than a joke when saying that to me, Beau, her boss, and a few others who have fucked her. Her saying defines our lives.

She went on to tell of women she has known who live in sexless marriages and of relationships in which sex becomes boring. “It’s the same with men whose wives lose interest in sex.” I doubt their talk lasted as long as this may seem. In whatever time it lasted, she told Peter more that night about her past with other men and women than she has to others, and her narratives excited him.

She was forthright about how she and I came to our marital accord and now assumes Peter better understands. Her approximate words were, “But if he doesn’t, I really don’t care. The dynamic of our marriage isn’t like that of all couples. It’s better. Most don’t have a clue about why their lives seem empty and wanting. I once didn’t either.”

Peter’s eyes roamed her naked body and his blood-engorged cock had risen to its full dimension. He smiled and said, “That works for me.” I laughed at hearing that. I’m sure it does.

The longer they sat in his bathtub, their flesh brushing against the other’s naked body, the greater her passion heightened. Her pussy throbbed. At times she reached to soap and stroke his manhood. She trembled and her lips quivered as she fondled his rigid shaft.

They fooled around in his bathtub a while and each dried the other off. She knelt onto his tiled floor’s bath rug to take his stiff penis into her mouth. He looked down as she sucked and groaned appreciatively as her head bobbed against his belly. She cannot remember all his words of arousal as she sucked him, but he muttered an opinion she’s the best cocksucker he has ever known. His comment stimulated her thoughts and her feverish cunt pulsed like a metronome. She thrust back and forth enthusiastically. My wife loves sucking cocks and, for a reason she cannot describe, his in particular.

He pressed his hand to each side of her head, urged her away, and said, “Let’s go to bed. I need you.” Sheer lust consumed her. Gigi stood to follow and said, “I imagined your cock in me since the bowling alley. I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

He didn’t turn on the bedroom’s light, but a glimmer from his living room’s lamp two rooms away limned the bedroom in a shadowed, pallid gold. Her body shuddered. Perhaps it was the room’s dim light and her thoughts awash with what was to come, but a rush of heated imagination caused her to think his protruding cock steamed in its swollen glory. Her description in that way overwhelmed me with the realization of how tempestuously hot she then was.

The arousal of her stimulated hormones washed through her. Most often, Gigi is first to lay onto the bed when with Peter as she is with most men. But this night, she grasped his hand and shoulder and urged him to his back onto the mattress. Quaking with anticipation, she looked down at him and smiled as she straddled his hips and curled her fist around his stiff cock. Lowering her hips to his, she nervously guided his stiffy to her cunt. As his dickhead parted her opening, he swooned audibly. Her lips parted as his shaft sank into her channel and she breathed, “Oh goddd! You feel so good.”

Her heart beat against her ribcage like a hammer deep within her breast. When fully impaled, a billion stars burst in the room. She wailed, “I feel all of you - all of you.” They were then united as one. Gigi rode him like a cowgirl on an untamed bull. His hands gripped her waist and he thrust upward as if to sink his torpedo even deeper into her cavity.

As she was telling me this, I was fucking her on a sheet we laid out on our living room floor. Sometimes, her narratives are even hotter than ever; I don’t know why, but this was on of those. I moaned I didn’t think I could hold off much longer. Her response was a new one to me; she smiled and said, “Good, Kemo Sabi. That’s why I like telling you about your competition.”

He groaned he wanted to cum and urged her off him and onto her knees. She braced her hands against the mattress and whimpered, “I wanna cum with you.” His cock slithered into her cuntal crevice from behind. She massaged her clitoris as his belly thumped against her buttocks. The sound of their slapping flesh reverberated throughout the room. Her body involuntarily writhed in response as if it had a mind of its own.

Minutes later, he moaned, “Oh, oh, oh!” and she realized his ejaculation was near. She increased the velocity of a finger on her clit and soon squealed as her climax was about to implode. He cried out in a high-pitched tone the moment he ejaculated into her cunt. And within seconds, she too was cumming with a fury, screaming like a banshee, “Ohmygoddd!”

It’s always good for her when she climaxes, but somehow this was more thrilling than typical as they came mutually with orgasms like eruptions of twinned volcanoes. As the sensation raged through her, she screamed, “This is so fucking good!” His body shuddering, he stammered, “I feeel it tooo.”

I could take it no longer and was cumming hard. Gigi giggled at my response and paused her tale a moment as my sperm gushed into her cunt. She looked up at me with a soft smile and said, “I’m grateful you enjoyed his and my time together.” She wrapped up her night’s adventure with only a few more words, but I don’t think she had much more to tell me about her torrid night wlth Peter anyway.

He collapsed alongside her. She lay an arm and a long leg across his body and kissed him deeply on his lips. She said, “It’s always good with you but this is the best ever.” He said, “I know, me too. I loved it.”

All of that was over within an hour. She flexed her hand around his deflating dick, squeezed in appreciation, and said she should get home. She suggested he stay in bed to recover, said, “It doesn't get better than this.” and walked out to his living room to retrieve her clothing, She returned to the bedroom to kiss him goodbye. As she left, she turned the interior door-handle’s lock on his door to lock it as she walked out, and drove away.

Somewhere in that hour-long interlude, he had again asked her to think about a weekend away for an overnight fishing trip with him. The weather has turned too cool for now but she suggested they may do that next Spring.

Gigi agreed with him that fucking under the stars would be a wild-eyed get-away but didn’t confide she has done that not long before. She had thrilled to that hot night away with her astronomy instructor. When I was recently massaging her naked body on our living room couch, she said being fucked “beneath a canopy of stars” displayed on “heaven’s black canvas” is electrifying. I grinned at her description and said, “Well, okay, maybe I can talk you into fucking on a blanket in our walled-in backyard next summer.” Finding my remark hilarious, she pressed her face into the couch’s cushion and said with muffled laughter, “That’s not the same.” I chuckled and said, “Hey, what is that for a husband’s ego?”

She propped her upper torso up with her elbows, grinned, and said, “I think you’ll get over it. Move the coffee table away, and let’s fuck on the carpet while I tell you exactly what that night away was like.” I complied as commanded but don’t think I lasted as long as did her astronomer instructor that night.

The next time she’s with Peter, she may again find it’s as good. I’ll be out of town a portion of this week. Gigi asked if I minded if she calls him to sleep over at our home one of those nights. I inquired why she wouldn’t prefer to stay at his place. She likes our house better and prefers not hauling her stuff to his home. I agreed that seems a good idea. She said she would call him the following day unless he phones her first. She glanced down to the semi-tumescent bulge in my khakis and said, “I see you like that idea a lot. I’ll call you both nights at your hotel.” Actually, before she had mentioned Peter, I was getting hard from watching the portion of her partially uncovered breasts exposed by her half-buttoned blouse. I didn’t immediately tell her that.

* * * * *

As good as fucking Peter had been, Wednesday afternoon was her best part of the week. The way it turned out was entirely unexpected.

After work that day and as previously invited, she met up with the bank’s chairwoman of the board at their golf and tennis club for an early dinner. Their initial conversation centered around ordinary topics like golf and their professions. The chairwoman then invited Gigi to join her and two of her firm’s attorneys at the golf course Tuesday afternoon of the following week; to do that, she would need to leave the office following her lunch hour. Gigi accepted but added she would phone her back the following day after making sure she has nothing scheduled requiring at the office that afternoon. It worked out; conflicts like that aren’t likely in that her boss typically covers for her when my wife is asked out by the board’s chairwoman during work hours.

The woman asked my wife if her job seems stressful at times. Gigi grinned and said, “Not everything is roses all the time, but I wouldn’t rank the downside so high as to say it’s stressful.” The woman responded, “I wish I could say the same about law offices.” The chairwoman broke out in laughter when Gigi responded with a joke, “Well, it isn’t supposed to be fun. That’s why they call it ‘work’ instead of ‘chuckles’.”

After dinner, each ordered mojitos at the club’s bar. For the reason the chairwoman wished to talk privately with my wife, she led her to a remote table in the event other members might also come into the lounge. That’s when their conversation took an unexpected turn.

Gigi sipped her drink but said nothing immediately as she sat across from the woman. The chairwoman seemed to be gathering her thoughts as if she wasn’t sure how to begin her topic. She looked at my wife and said, “Have you ever heard the vast majority of affairs begin in the workplace?” Gigi grinned and said, “That’s a risky place to fool around,” but immediately realized the woman was about to make a related point.

The woman said, “It’s happened in our offices as it has in your bank over the years. I know your boss has told you about the bank’s former president and his secretary. As far as I know, only my father who started our law firm and your boss knew about it. But it was discreet and never a problem up to the day he retired. Actually, my wife had not known her boss had told the chairwoman that, nor did she know the chairwoman’s late father had been aware of the affair. But Gigi simply nodded in acknowledgment and awaited whatever else was to be said.

The woman went on, “It makes sense if you think about it. Forty or more hours together, day after day, with men and women working closely together, many spend more time in close interaction with the people they work with than their spouses or others. They share successes and failures and they bond. Sometimes they travel together as you and your boss have done.”

She paused to sip her mojito. Gigi’s inner flags went up for the reason she assumed where this was going and, as it turned out, she was at least partly right. To cut to the chase, Gigi set her drink aside and smiled; she said, “Do you have reason to believe my boss and I are sexually involved?” Neither she nor I can quote the woman word-for-word, but I can paraphrase the essence: She responded with an expression of humor. then said in a tone of professional inflection as if practiced, “I don’t know, but sure, that’s occurred to me. I’m a lawyer and have had to consult and intervene after that came about at so many clients’ places it’s become the norm to me.

“What I was getting at was that you and your boss work so closely and so well together that it certainly could have happened. If not, I think that’s an impressive display of restraint. But if you had, you two would have done an admirable job at keeping it discreet. Either way, I consider that as management potential on your part.” Gigi broke out laughing and said, “Good talk. I thought I was about to be given the third degree.” The woman grinned and said, “That isn’t necessary. Experience has taught me that when others’ private behavior doesn’t cause a problem for their employers, it’s no one else’s business. But in the unlikely event you or others should ever become involved in that way with bank personnel and feel a problem is likely to come about over that, call me - just as you would if some other legal difficulty comes about. We’re your lawyers, and that’s our job. As for you personally, you’re a treasure, and I have your back.”

She went on to compliment my wife on her reported performance, “not just by the bank’s president but also members of the board.” Gigi doesn’t take kudos well; she said, “All our people are hard workers and take their jobs seriously. I just do my job.” The woman responded, “I’m glad you’re there. We couldn’t have done better with a nationwide search.” Gigi thanked her but didn’t otherwise respond.

As they separated in the club’s parking lot, Gigi breathed a sigh of relief. The latter conversation had for a moment left her tense in anticipation the board had somehow learned about her and her boss’s affair. She doubts anyone could be more careful than they, but he and she have now been fucking more than three years. She is confident no one would suspect their affair but knows our way of life has its hazards. Both she and her boss are cautious to the max. After their early sexual experiences, care in planning, and tips from their former secretary who had also been sexually involved with her boss at the bank for years before, it’s no longer difficult to hide their relationship. She learned in her PI training ways others uncover sexual liaisons, and the two had already been doing all that’s needed.

When she arrived home, she stripped naked and said she was still somewhat tense. She requested a full body rub as she told me about her day. I’m always eager to comply with that sort of request. In return, I received a five-minute shoulder rub followed by a great blowjob in bed. She almost always swallows, whether for me or for others. She says, “The protein is good for me.”

We talked about Beau’s parents who have intended to drive up from their home to spend a weekend with us and take us and their son and his wife to dinner. Gigi invited them to stay the night with us rather than check into a hotel. The timing has changed twice, but they now plan to be here the 29th and will stay two nights with us instead of only one. I’ll be away for up to a week beginning the second Sunday in November and my associate writer/assistant Samantha will probably accompany me again.

As Gig turned aside to go to sleep, she said, “Revenge is coming. My boss didn’t tell me he told the chairwoman about the former bank president fucing his secretary for years.. The next time he and I are fucking, I’m going to ask why he didn’t let me know or why he thought she should know that. He may have told her about him and me. And I’ll ask at the exact moment he’s about to cum.”

I didn’t inquire as to why that’s a major concern for her, but the mental image of that saying that to him at his moment of ejaculation caused me to laugh. That’s a novel way to get a message across.

* * * * *

On Thursday, Gigi and Mr. B. attended a ten-til-noon event at the offices of one of the bank’s corporate customers, and neither was expected back at the office that afternoon. As they headed to their cars upon departing, he suggested they go to our place and fuck the rest of the afternoon. She told him I was to be home early from the office to work on a couple of projects and it would be better if they could go to his home.

He phoned his wife Mary’s cell and learned she was to be with her book club friends until around six and said their home would be all theirs. I liked her closing comment she told him before ending the call; she said, “You owe me one, so maybe I’ll call Gigi’s husband sometime soon and ask if he wants to fuck me another afternoon he’s to be home.” She was joking and hasn’t actually done that before; but I later told my wife, “Hey, I can envision that potentially coming about.” She laughed and promised not to complain if Mary should do that.

I didn’t get around to asking her about the sexual particulars of their afternoon. Their son and daughter attend a distant middle-through-high school military academy. He fucked Gigi in the son’s vacated bedroom. She said it’s a good thing their large home doesn’t allow sounds for their neighbors to hear. She confessed she was a screamer t as his big cock raged through her pussy, so it must have been good for her. She was home about five. We each had brought home work projects and worked on separate computers until about seven. When quitting, we shared a microwaved pizza and watched a segment of an Amazon TV series.

We were in bed and awake an hour or so later than usual that night for a casual fuck and a conversation about her guys and what she has learned from her extramarital experiences these past seven years. She was 27 the first time she had sex with another man since we had married. I learned a bit about how she thinks about men.I think I instinctively had realized that but had not before considered it. I wrote about that here a few days ago and the details are in my previous post.

* * * * *

Our newest client again changed my travel schedule, but that’s the norm in our business. Friday morning, the CEO and another requested I instead arrive Thursday afternoon and stay through Sunday morning. They have more planned for our agency than originally told us and the weekend allows more time for others to spend with me. My assistant Samantha said her husband has no problem with that, so she will still be accompanying me.

The client’s CEO and another married couple are going to dinner to celebrate his wife’s birthday Friday night and invited Samantha and me to join them. For that reason, I was glad I’d been badgered by other partners to take Samantha with me. Had I gone alone, I doubt I would have been invited to join them and would have missed getting to know the CEO better than had it been only office meetings.

* * * * *

My wife had intended to invite Beau and Sherry to spend Friday night through this morning with us, but Sherry phoned before my Gigi got around to doing that. The pilot who had fucked Sherry a few times with Beau’s approval is off flight duty for two weeks and she will stay overnight at his place. Because she would be fucking the pilot, Beau accepted an invitation from our mutual friends that night for a fun threesome. I guess they’re becoming more “swingers” than a hotwife couple and for whatever reason, that pleases Gigi. I’m good with it too.

Before saying, “Bye,” Sherry put Beau on the phone with Gigi. He mentioned the night he met her other guy Derrick at our home and said he found him to be an interesting guy he would like to get to know. Gigi said perhaps she could set up a meeting for the two of them and her next Saturday while Sherry and I aren’t home.

She is to phone Derrick sometime today and ask if he’s available and interested. I asked if she anticipated both guys to be fucking her that night. She grinned and said, “I knew you would ask. Beau’s likely thinking the same. I’m sure it will work out that way if Derrick is free, so that will give you something stimulating to think about next Saturday night. If the guys don’t mind, I’ll leave the bedroom security cams on for you to watch on your laptop.” As a matter of logic, I doubt she can bring herself to tell Derrick we actually have surveillance cams, so I’m sure I won’t be seeing that.

Whether I watch that night or not, she’s right about my excitation of her supposed threesome. But I have reason not to be enthusiastic about it. Getting wound up while imagining two dicks in my wife isn’t the best of circumstances on the same night I’m away at a hotel with Samantha. Even without that sort of stimulation, it takes a heap of self-discipline to avoid coming onto Sam as it is. It isn’t that I’m concerned anyone might actually find out; it’s that I’m unsure how it might affect our boss-employee relationship.

No one who knows Sam and me could imagine a potentially sexual relationship between the two of us, but few really know either of us that well. Other than me and her husband, none know she was once worked her way through school as a nude dancer. She portrays the elegant image of a virgin queen and - like my wife and I - is meticulously cautious not to display any intimation that might allow others to suspect her history of plentiful sex. Sam’s subtle conversation has left no doubt she’s available if I should be interested. I suspect she is aware of my suppressed lust anyway. Gigi has twice offered her permission, but I have insisted that isn’t going to happen.

* * * * *

So on this weekend, it’s just Gigi and me. We went to dinner Friday night at the same restaurant she attended the previous week with Peter, his ex and her boyfriend. I hadn’t before been there but found the new faux-antique Parisian bistro is one of our city’s larger and more elegant of its kind. Upon returning home, she said in a humorously commanding tone we’re going to bed “now!” As I dutifully followed her down the hall, she said jokingly to her back she was to show me everything at once she has learned over the past few years with other guys and girls. I think she actually did, and it was fucking amazing. For the first time in two years, I effed her three times before the sun came up. Early this morning as I pulled out of her pussy the last of those, she smiled and said, “Where did all that come from?” It came, well, from her. I told her she must be the best fucker in our State. She giggled and said, “For the sake of all, I hope that’s so.”

We didn’t get out of bed until an hour past our usual 5:30 a.m. We exercised together. She under-performed me by five push-ups but beat my time on the treadmill by six minutes; there’s a reason for that - I walk around out cul-de-sac three days a week for exercise but, following my surgery for the ankle repair, I don’t run anymore as she does. And I’m better at chin-ups - she intentionally limits her time on the high grab-bar in our door jamb. Her reasoning is to avoid her arms developing into something like that of a woman pro-wrestler. I tell her she can probably take down most men in a struggle match anyway, and that always gives her a chuckle.

* * * * *

Yeah, I know. This weekend isn’t “hotwifing.” But we’re together and it doesn’t get any better than that unless another man’s dick is in her. Even she confesses that’s better if it’s the “right” guy. I’m just the husband she lives with and the guy with the most familiar tool. Actually, I’m not just okay with that. I like it. A lot.

I’m pretty sure you won’t care to read what it’s like with me waiting for the laundry to dry and all our other household duties we’re catching up on today. For the two of us, we’re good with that. Some night next week, she will be a few hours at the women’s abuse center assisting a counselor; she prefers not telling me much of what goes on there, and I don’t insist she does. As of now, our only other established plan is hosting Beau’s parents, Beau, and his wife Sherry at month’s end. Gigi may also be double-fucked next Saturday if she pulls off her request of inviting Derrick to join her and Beau. She is considering flying to her hometown in November for a few days out of her unused vacation time to visit her family and attend her old high school’s swim team’s annual meeting and picnic.

And sometimes, like last night and today, it’s just us. I think that’s a good thing.

(So there’s an hour and a half of typing that should have taken less half that long had I been more concise After all this, I suspect no one will ever again ask for “all the details” when I’m updating our thread - But I don’t mind allowing all who got this far to know what we’re like at times.)

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

Hahahaha!!!! We asked for it and I think we got it, ALL!!!! Very good Des!!!! I haven't even had time to read it yet, just saw the length of it!!! I'll go read it now...

Rascal

Edit: I got through a little more than half of your post. What I read so far has been wonderful!!! Love it!! I like hearing Gigi's comments and thoughts. Unfortunately, I have run out of time as we have an important social engagement we must attend. Can't wait to read the rest. BTW, seems it was written in portions because you were switching between naming her lover you were discussing about bowling as Peter and Derrick. Not a big deal, you said this was the almost raw writing that you do without editing. Oh, She's gonna put a kink in Boss' fun when she ruins his orgasm by asking about his predecessor!!! A demanding minx it seems!!

[Des 31]

Hahahaha!!!! We asked for it and I think we got it, ALL!!!! Very good Des!!!! I haven't even had time to read it yet, just saw the length of it!!! I'll go read it now...

Rascal

Edit: I got through a little more than half of your post. What I read so far has been wonderful!!! Love it!! I like hearing Gigi's comments and thoughts. Unfortunately, I have run out of time as we have an important social engagement we must attend. Can't wait to read the rest. BTW, seems it was written in portions because you were switching between naming her lover you were discussing about bowling as Peter and Derrick. Not a big deal, you said this was the almost raw writing that you do without editing. Oh, She's gonna put a kink in Boss' fun when she ruins his orgasm by asking about his predecessor!!! A demanding minx it seems!!

Yeah, well, I hope you like it, Rascal. It's the length of that sort of detail that inhibits me from including as much. I suspect only a few members will take that much time to read that long a write-up. When I copied and pasted the above to my computer journal, this one ran about 11 pages like a long chapter of an autobiography - and I'm reasonably sure some typos can be found somewhere there. If others don't care for all that, I'll go back to wiping out the excessive wording when posting here. Most of the usual updates tend to be longer than almost any other member's contributions anyway. Thanks for all your great remarks in the three years Gigi and I have been members here.

EDIT: You're right in your remarks below about my unintentional inclusion of Derrick's name. I corrected that and some typos. When I read it over, I had more of those than I would have expected. Typing too fast does that. I should have edited but I was in a hurry this morning as you were when trying to get through all that. Thanks for mentioning that.

(I'm not sure I got all mistypes corrected but I'll let it stand as is.)

~ Des

[mundyman]

Thank you for your time and efforts. It is VERY much appreciated.

[rascalnvixen]

Des,

As I stated before some may not want to read it all, but some of us will read it all. It is up to the individual reader!!! "Yeah, well, I hope you like it, Rascal. " I DO like it!!!! It's all interesting to me. I really do consider this thread as a first effort at a best seller you will write sometime in the future!! You have the knack for it!!

Rascal

[solstice]

The sessions among the four typically go on about an hour and twice followed up by junk food at the alley’s bar.

I have never swayed from my opinion that Gigi is a sexual goddess and the perfect wife, then I read she eats junk food, oh calamity, but even that would not take her from the place on the pedestal to which I gaze up in admiration.
This latest epistle, Gives all the detail I long for, and the number of sweet conversations that goes between you, surprises me on the tender detail. gives part of the reason that you eagerly look forward to her extra marriage liaisons.
there is hardly a recreation activity that has not resulted in her meeting a new lover, to quote a few, Judo, shooting, and astronomy. then in the house, Insurance, car repairs, house renovations, \\\prospective bank customers. all a fertile reason to up her score, not that I believe she keeps a list of conquests.

[subtoall]

The votes are in. Editing for brevity is henceforth forbidden. Any submission with fewer than the 66 paragraphs of your most recent post will be considered an insult to your readership.

[Tracey52]

Here here. That’s what we’re talking about Des. Never shorten your posts again. Best post ever. It would be like the Id without the Iliad.

It’s an amazing coincidence that I was thinking about Peter after some PM conversation I was having made me think why hasn’t he been around since the initial two times you had reported he and Gigi had been together. Any man with a pulse would be knocking her door down I think. But of course he has been and you had left it out. I request that the add a weekly spreadsheet of the list of her encounters even if you don’t write about them. Gigi’s sex drive is amazing as yours seems to be lately.

Your post took me 35 minutes to read. It’s better than reading a hotwife novel. The included detail about your time, sex and conversations with Gigi were most gratifying to hear and I’m sure occur much more often than you write about. If you continue to include them then it will probably reduce the level of posts you get expressing concern that your missing out in your relationship with Gigi somehow.

The next hottest thing will be if your write about your own sexploits with such enthusiasm and detail.

It’s only Saturday there as I write this, so you’re still got all weekend to remind Gigi that weekends with you are worth it. MAybe you could try bowling, shooting or golf or find your own unique activity you can do together when your not effing her brains out. Go get her tiger because you’re got competition. We’re rooting for you. Just be sure to tell us about it in minute detail.

Btw what was Gigi’s bowling score? Can insert Gigi’s witty response when you ask her if you like, but I’d still like to know her score.

[Des 31]

Here here. That’s what we’re talking about Des. Never shorten your posts again. Best post ever. It would be like the Id without the Iliad.

It’s an amazing coincidence that I was thinking about Peter after some PM conversation I was having made me think why hasn’t he been around since the initial two times you had reported he and Gigi had been together. Any man with a pulse would be knocking her door down I think. But of course he has been and you had left it out. I request that the add a weekly spreadsheet of the list of her encounters even if you don’t write about them. Gigi’s sex drive is amazing as yours seems to be lately.

Your post took me 35 minutes to read. It’s better than reading a hotwife novel. The included detail about your time, sex and conversations with Gigi were most gratifying to hear and I’m sure occur much more often than you write about. If you continue to include them then it will probably reduce the level of posts you get expressing concern that your missing out in your relationship with Gigi somehow.

The next hottest thing will be if your write about your own sexploits with such enthusiasm and detail.

It’s only Saturday there as I write this, so you’re still got all weekend to remind Gigi that weekends with you are worth it. MAybe you could try bowling, shooting or golf or find your own unique activity you can do together when your not effing her brains out. Go get her tiger because you’re got competition. We’re rooting for you. Just be sure to tell us about it in minute detail.

Btw what was Gigi’s bowling score? Can insert Gigi’s witty response when you ask her if you like, but I’d still like to know her score.

I’m told her scores as a student were somewhat higher but she cannot now recall her best score ever from that time. She said she was never the best of the girls with who she bowled and only once came close to matching the top score of the group's second-best. I’m unfamiliar with how bowling scores even work but am told she is probably about average for someone out of practice as is she. Peter and the others are better, but she likes going out with the other three. She has said her first time was about 60 with this group and best of all so far is around 140. She said that was luck but feels she will get better as time goes along.

She already is coming up with jokes about that like most everything else. Having realized her enthusiasm, I recently asked if she likes it as well as golf. I often don't get straight answers to simple questions. She joked it’s better than golf in one way - "It’s harder to lose a bowling ball."

I'm pretty sure much of her enthusiasm has to do with what comes after if you know what I mean.

After reading your and others' comments, maybe I was wrong about abridging my updates in the past. I'll edit my contributions less when possible. But I'm still unsure about submitting more contributions that take 35 minutes to read (I hadn't realized the above would take that long until you mentioned it.)

Thanks for writing, Tracey.

~ Des

[Tracey52]

35 minutes to read was a positive. I savoured it like an aged red burgundy. Giving it time to air between paragraphs and contemplating the implications of what you wrote. Definitely don’t shorten future posts on my behalf.

I tried to send this next bit in a PM but OHW seemed to be frozen earlier and I lost it so I’ll post an abridged version here and apologise if it’s of little interest to others.

What was Gigi’s meeting with the chairwoman other than for the chairwoman to tell Gigi she knew or highly suspected a sexual relationship between Gigi and Mr B and that it would not affect her employment if they stayed cautious? Am I missing something here? Do you think the PI checks uncovered something?

[Asterix42]

Thanks Des. Your effort in posting that marathon post is much appreciated.

[solstice]

Des writes: After reading your and others' comments, maybe I was wrong about abridging my updates in the past. I'll edit my contributions less when possible. But I'm still unsure about submitting more contributions that take 35 minutes to read (I hadn't realized the above would take that long until you mentioned it.)

You may have worked out that I among of the band of followers that consume the longer posts, I read them with the relish as I would a good meal, only I don't savour it with my tongue, my hand may be employed in the task, and I have been persuaded to read it more than once. is this sad?

[solstice]

Tracey writes: It’s an amazing coincidence that I was thinking about Peter after some PM conversation I was having made me think why hasn’t he been around since the initial two times you had reported he and Gigi had been together.

In my advanced years my memory is not what it was, I feel I may have to list the cast of characters, am I losing the plot?

[Scotch98]

Des, What an outstanding update and I just loved it!!! I know you probably can't spend that much time doing the updates but obviously everyone agrees and would love more detailed updates. The insights into yours and Gigi's thoughts are absolutely amazing and I wish my relationship w/ my wife was 1/4 of what you and Gigi have. I really don't have the words to adequately convey how much I appreciate you sharing your life w/ us. I can't wait to hear about the up coming weekend w/ Beau and Derrick. I know you are resisting Sam as much as you can but I am betting that will happen soon and you both will just love it. Always look forward to your next update......Cheers

[rascalnvixen]

I finally finished your unedited post, Des! There are a multitude of things to think about in it and I will give you my honest thoughts about it. I liked it, a lot!!! As others have said, and has been said in general terms in business forever, the devil is in the details!!! This posting has raised the standard for your posts to a new level. I don't think any other thread on OHW achieves this in delving into the headspace between you and Gigi. Yes, they do a great job of the accounting of the events surrounding their hotwives (as did you) but this posting really lets us in closer to how and sometimes why you guys do what you do and feel. Maybe you understand that your readers are interested in much more than a journal of your wife's fucking around. There is a strong interest in what you do and say to each other. In following my book analogy, you have done a masterful job of developing the characters in your story and your audience has been wanting more. Now, you are finally getting to the meat of the story, which is the accounting of the sex but also with your thinking and Gigi's thoughts about fucking others as well as fucking each other!! You have a real love story between you two that we enjoy reading about.

As far as the sex stuff, hehehe, you have again mentioned Sam in glowing comments concerning her appearance and her openness about becoming sexual with you. Although I have agreed with you in the past about not dipping your pen in the office ink well, I think the number of times you mention her indicates your strong desire to fuck her as hard as you can, to give it to her with great enthusiasm. I agree with Scotch98, it seems inevitable that you will be fucking her as some point. The question is when!! You alluded to maybe this weekend while away you will find it difficult for you to resist her charms while you are thinking about Gigi fucking two of her regulars together. I think that is a possibility as well. But if you don't start bopping her soon, then I am very sure the day she earns partner status and therefore the power structure between you is leveled (for the most part) and you are no longer her boss, you and she will celebrate that occasion by fucking each other's brains out that day!!!

Let me get something straight. Are you planning on having Beau's parents to stay with you two nights and to invite Beau and Sherry over at the same time, and Beau and Sherry know you and his parents are fucking as well as fucking Beau and Sherry???? I can only imagine what that night you all are together will be like!!! I'm thinking will Beau AND his dad double team Gigi together??? Will his mom and Sherry double team YOU??? Will his dad get Sherry while you take his mom and Beau does Gigi??? Wow, my thoughts and my cock are stirring!!!! I can't wait to hear ALL the details about THAT weekend!!!!

You last post is a hallmark, my friend!! One which I hope you will continue to strive for in the future. I know it takes time to write that much, but if you are writing all of this and then editing it down for us thinking we won't want to read this much, you need to stop!!! Let's put it this way, we like you!!! We don't want to be a burden to you to spend a ton of time on your posts. So, save the time it takes you to publish a posting by cutting down on the post editing!!! After all these comments by myself AND all of the previous supporting comments by others, are you getting the hint!!!!

Rascal