My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything

[Tracey52]

Cool set up. Win win

[Des 31]

Cool set up. Win win

Hi Tracey. It could even be considered a win-win-win. Because her two guys, Parker and Glen, are coming over Friday night, we each thought it best if she has no other sex before that night. She is expecting to be fucked all night - - or at least a lot of the night. Both are staying through sometime Saturday morning.

I get an erection every time she mentions what she anticipates it will be like for her with both her favorite guys.

~ Des

[Observer1931]

Where will you be Des in guest room, viewing the action on your PC or looking around the door? Jerking off some place at least. GOOD LUCK whatever it is. Oh yes an extensive update please of the event.

[Des 31]

Where will you be Des in guest room, viewing the action on your PC or looking around the door? Jerking off some place at least. GOOD LUCK whatever it is. Oh yes an extensive update please of the event.

I usually don't know for sure where I'll be Friday night through Saturday morning, but it will be wherever she prefers. Barring something that requires my time elsewhere, I will let you know sometime this weekend. I'm sure I'll be jerking at some point. I'm so charged, I could start now.

I had mentioned in that last write-up that when she is re-telling me of past experiences, I often learn some detail she had not before mentioned. That happened again last night as her story about her former boss unfolded. It's difficult to include every moment when writing these pages.

Some five years ago, soon before the bank's president began fucking her, she knew he was about to proposition her before he made it clear. He invited her to meet him discretely at an out-of-the-way restaurant. Gigi knew he was attracted to her and assumed he was testing the waters to determine if they might have an intimate relationship. But she also considered the secretive-like get-together could also be his way not to have others think he was playing favorites with a banking employee. But each made their intentions clear while in the restaurant. She detected his libido was as highly charged as hers. In her mind, there was no question whatsoever that they would soon be fucking.

When they walked out to the restaurant's parking lot, she glanced down at a massive bulge in his pants. She recalls tremoring and letting out a breath at the vision. She detected what seemed to be the largest cock she had ever seen. As she was driving away, she thought that if his actually as large as it seemed, could it possibly fit inside her? But the contemplation of experiencing something she had never before encountered excited her. And then soon after, both were naked and about to fuck. When she ultimately saw his long, broad cock in its full glory, she was overwhelmed with fear. I too once saw it up close as it was about to enter my wife's opening, and his thick stalk and wide dickhead truly can be fearsome.

Yet at that moment, her resistance fell away. And once it came about, she screamed as his dickhead parted her pussy's lips. But as his python slid deeper into her hot tunnel, a feeling of fervor and craving she could not before recall flooded her mind and body. She has never before told me that part until now. His eight-and-a-half inches then jackhammering her cunt was unmatched by any she had known before - and that included me.

"It was foreboding at first," she said, "but when he began fucking me, it was awesome. I can't explain it. I just needed him at that moment, and it was more glorious than I had imagined." To the best of her recollection at the time he was drilling her, she was thinking she would never, ever be able to give him up.

My voice squeaked as I said in response, "Oh my god. I understand your feelings. I love that."

It's stories by her like this that keep me going, no matter how old her stories may be. By the time she got to that point, my body quivered like jelly. My lower lip quivered, and I knew my ejaculation was near.

Maybe I should have included that little incident, but it's difficult to fit every moment into these write-ups. I hope the usual crowd here liked this added info as much as I did.

Thanks for writing. I just don't yet know the answer with any assurance.

~Des

[Tracey52]

We love all of it Des. Just imagine being able to scare a woman with the size of your penis. Wild

[AZPainter]

Very cool! I am sure it her hand and what she said was wonderful for you. I understand it so well . Back when I was married my wife Donna di very much the same for me and sometimes a little more humiliating, but I loved it all, as you do.

[Des 31]

Very cool! I am sure it her hand and what she said was wonderful for you. I understand it so well . Back when I was married my wife Donna di very much the same for me and sometimes a little more humiliating, but I loved it all, as you do.

Thanks Painter. I sometimes wonder if others here understand my feelings as I write these experiences. At one time, several wrote to say I didn't include much about myself. Not knowing if others could relate to my reactions is one of the reasons I did not at that time.

But yeah, I do love it all.

~ Des

[AZPainter]

Well, Des, I am one that definitely understands I guess I am kind of a troll in that I have not comments here, but a few other stories I made a comment or two, but yours is one I have followed closely and understood all they way. These feelings came through to me without you having to mention it. My situation was different and my life turned out different than what I expect yours will, but mine was and is still good. But it is the way my wife was and my feelings and please with her retelling of her adventures with other me that are so similar, and I knew you had to be feeling what I felt. I'm even a bit envious of you and your situation. Keep enjoying your life and reporting and I'll keep reading!

[johnstevens555]

What did you fix for breakfast this morning?

[cucking88]

@Des31 Waiting with bated breath for an update

[armyguyot1]

Welcome to the forum cucking88.

[Observer1931]

I'm sure there is a lot to cover regarding update of last Friday & Saturday AM activities so hope all went according to plan and no glitches.

[Des 31]

I didn’t get back to our history here as soon as I had intended. Alongside the winter storm, two funerals out-of-state, a wedding, and more, were work demands for the two of us. I will be packing for an assignment when I'm offline here and going early to bed. Other than last night's romp, the last time my wife was fucked was the night Parker and Glen were at our home, and that was a blast for the two of us. Both are relatively new fuckbuddies, and their passion hasn’t yet become routine as it often does with some men who have shared my wife.

For the reason so much else has been ongoing in our personal lives, I don’t know all details of what went on that night. After I had joined some twenty minutes of socialization with the two of them, she led her guys to our marital bedroom. I slept in the guest room and jerked off to the sound of their wails, moans, grunts, and occasional laughter for the following hour. For a couple of hours thereafter, either Glen or Parker alternately walked naked into my bedroom and plopped in bed alongside me. We talked about whatever was on their minds other than having just fucked my wife. I was told that Parker’s dick was the first to enter my wife that night while Gigi simultaneously mouthed Glen’s young cock as he stood alongside the bed and watched.

Her fuckbuddy Parker has since been elected as president of his and my wife’s golf and tennis club. The only reason she and I are members is that her bank pays the dues as a potential contact for future customers. Her younger guy Glen’s goal was to be a school teacher at the beginning of the next school year.

On a night before that Friday, Gigi had told Parker she planned to buy a few things for Glen to help him get by his last year at school. But when Parker met him at our home, he and Glen formed what seems a solid friendship. Parker convinced my wife not to buy anything for him, that he’s taking Glen under his wing. He convinced him to stay in school another year for grad school. Parker offered to pay all the younger guy’s expenses. Glen was at first hesitant to accept what he considered “welfare” but was soon persuaded to accept Parker’s sponsorship. Parker explained he had planned to make a generous donation to the local university to be used as aid for struggling students but has decided to make Glen his priority. He said, “Think of it as a scholarship,” and added he plans to introduce Glen to a couple of local school board members. “You could end up as a school’s principal after two to five years’ employment. I’m sure I have enough contacts to get you a job in one of the best local schools.” He added, “Hell, I’ll pay for a doctorate if you’re willing to put in the effort.”

I opined to my wife that Glen’s future now seems to be up there in the lights. She smiled and said, “Must be nice to be that rich, huh? I hadn’t expected that.” On one of Parker’s trips to visit me in the guest room, he said something to the effect that his offer to Glen isn’t as great as it may seem. He said, “I don’t need as much as most seem to think.” He mentioned even his expansive home wasn’t purchased for any desire of his own. He had purchased it to satisfy his former wife. He’s considering selling it and moving to a smaller, more manageable residence.

Last night, Gigi accepted Parker’s invitation to stay overnight at this place. She asked me to help her prep for their date, but her outfit was rather casual when she drove away. They fucked late into the night and again upon awakening this morning.

She phoned me from his place to tell me she would be home around eleven this morning. The two of us went out for a modest lunch as the nearest diner. After that, we showered and sat for fifteen minutes in our hot tub. She tugged on my dick and offered to tell me about her hot night with Parker. I said it wasn’t necessary, that I pretty much had imagined what it would be like during her absence. After being fucked so soon by another guy, I was reasonably sure another fuck by her husband wouldn’t be that exciting for her. I can hear all while fucking her another night this week.

But I did ask, “What’s it like when you and Parker are kissing?” I should have known she wouldn’t think that to be a serious question. She grinned and said, “That’s my latest math lesson. It’s the shortest distance between two lips.”

I didn’t ask again.

Next weekend - not yet sure which night - I’m invited to join her and Glen in bed. Parker will be out of town Thursday through the following Monday or Tuesday. I told Gigi I’m sure he’ll be calling her for a date soon after his return. She said he and she have already made plans about that. She will be stopping off at his home a day after work but won’t be staying overnight. She said, jokingly, “But I’ll be thinking of you the whole time.” I laughed and said, “Yeah, I’m sure.” I know well from experience nothing else is on her mind when another guy is hotly fucking her. She is fully into it at those times.

Parker's daughter will be visiting him the following week and staying with him for a few days. He mentioned to my wife he would like the two of us to join them for a dinner during her visit. Gigi and I have been curious about the woman since first learning about her, so we intend to accept his invitation whenever that comes about.

I'll be away on assignment for two to three days and will be packing when I go offline here, then going to bed early. I'll respond to the question and remarks above while I'm away.

~ Des

[cucking88]

Des, thank you for the update. So good to hear about Saturday’s adventure, wish you had gone into more detail about the night. Gigi fan for life.

[rascalnvixen]

Yes!!! Thanks for the update! I can't imagine you letting two men fucking your wife together and you not sneaking a peek around the corner of the doorway! I know you peeked, how did it feel watching??? Can you tell us anything about that??? You said she hadn't fucked anyone aside from last night with Parker since the threesome with Glen. That's a whole week!!! You didn't fuck your sexy wife last week??? WTF????

Thanks again!!!

Rascal

[Tracey52]

So you didn’t get to watch at all?

[cucking88]

Waiting for a hot update.

[Des 31]

Saturday night, Gigi, her young student friend Glen, and I were at Parker’s home. Her previous description of his place wasn’t as detailed as most of her stories she tells me. I had once seen his home in the distance from the road when driving by but not the interior. The exterior is reminiscent of a classic stone British mansion. The expansible living room reminds me of a hotel lobby, with marble columns, couches, and chairs. The final similarity to a lobby at the far end is a reception desk once used by a security officer he had employed by him and his former wife the first year they moved in.

Most rooms on each floor are themed as countries in which he has lived or visited. He refers to what most of us would call a den or family room as the “Bahamas room,” presumably common in Nassau where he once lived for a year. Hanging on that room’s wall is a large framed photo of the beach just outside the apartment in which he had lived. Alongside hangs a painting of the setting sun beyond the sails of a berthed sloop in a Caribbean harbor. During our tour, Parker had shown me his kitchen and where everything could be found. I volunteered to prepare breakfast for all Sunday morning. My off-hand offer was followed by the embarrassed thought that I was acting like their butler, but I shrugged it off. I suppose my good sense was clouded by the anticipation of their dicks soon to be inside the willing cunt of my eager wife.

After showing Glen and me around, the four of us drank wine in his patio’s enclosed hot tub. I wasn’t then sure why, considering the age differences and more, he and Glen have become fast friends as have both with my wife. I would later find out. I sat across from my wife with Glen to her right and Porter to her left. As we talked, their hands roamed over her body. Her temperature was clearly rising. Her lower lip quivered in mounting desire. After a timer rang, signaling fifteen minutes in the tub, Parker suggested we get out of the warm water. Gigi was the first to stand. She turned, offering a hand to Glen to lift him up.

Instead, he leaned forward to burrow his face into her bush. My wife moaned in an ever-escalating tone of excitation. She placed her hands at each side of Glen’s head and stuttered, “Let’s go to bed.” Parker reached for the white towels from a patio chair and handed one to each of us.

I don’t often feel like the outsider in social gatherings but at that moment, there was something about the chemistry of the other three for which I felt somewhat like a stranger. I had not been t a part of the physical on-goings in the hot tub. The feeling eventually dissipated as minutes wore on. The two guys kissed and fondled my wife’s nude body.

We had arrived at six as darkness approached. At a bit past seven, Parker offered me his downstairs master bedroom for the night. He asked Gigi and Glen to follow him to an upstairs bedroom. That wasn’t intended as a slight to me. My wife had told both guys I preferred to sleep separately. I hadn’t actually told her that at anytime that day, but I’m commonly not present in the same room when someone else is fucking her. From almost the first time she began dating other men, each of us learned sex is better for her if I’m not watching. After having dried off from the hot tub, all of us were still naked.

Parker has an elevator to the upstairs areas but instead chose to lead the other two up his winding stairs. Gigi was behind Parker and Glen followed her. Ironically, the music piped in the room was playing the classic rock tune, “Death March.” Appropriate, I thought, as my wife was soon to have two gifted stalks fucking her brains out. Often at times she experiences orgasms, she says, it seems somewhat like peacefully passing away.

My eyes glued onto the sight of Porter’s and Glen’s potent dicks. With each stair step, their long, dark stalks bounced like flag poles carried by a marching band. I shuddered and gulped but resisted gripping my hardening cock while in their sight. My eyes were wide and my breath caught in my throat. I feared each might notice the tremble of arousal spreading like an inferno throughout my body. My myriad of thoughts could have been expressed as, “Oh, yes. Please fuck my wife good.” Her every aroused behavior told me she anticipated just that. I didn’t need to be told that her pussy was steaming and each man was eager to implant his dick into her hot channel.

She glanced aside to me from the stairwell and waved a hand, her fingers wriggling as she waved a “See you in the morning.” The two guys laughed at her gesture. She said to me, “Call us when breakfast is ready.” Their shadowed images disappeared into the darkness of the second floor. I almost never experience the dread of jealousy but, for a moment, something about their journey to a room then unknown to me reignited that questioning feeling.

I pulled on my cargo pants, red tee shirt, and canvas sneakers. Plopping onto the rattan couch’s tropical-flowered cushion in the “Bahamas” room, I turned on his TV. His 120-inch screen is set into an oak-wood wall unit that houses his books, trophies, and a trove of travel collectibles. Since I wasn’t watching her guys fuck my wife’s brains out, I surfed the porn channels and found a cuckold-themed movie. Under the circumstances, that wasn’t a bad choice. Having just observed my wife being led to be fucked mightily by two men at once, I could not have felt more like a classic cuck at that moment.

I couldn’t then know what was happening in the floor above me, but Gigi told me everything the following afternoon as I fucked her. Parker led her and Glen to a bedroom decorated in Southwestern décor. Gigi glanced around to the Native American paintings and artifacts hanging or shelved on his walls. He pulled back the king-size bed’s multicolored Navaho-imprint bedcover and top sheet, and the three crawled onto the mattress.

Parker leaned aside to suckle a tit as Glen spread her legs. For unrecalled minutes, Glen’s tongue lashed her clitoris like a velvet whip. Gigi’s body rocked beneath his tongue’s manipulations and her head thrashed side to side. Soon, she whimpered, “Oh god, yes., somebody fuck me.” Glen crawled away as Parker grasped his thick cock and knelt between her thighs. She wailed as his dickhead parted the folds of her cunt and screamed as his torpedo slid into her creaming pussy. Glen stroked his pole and watched intently as Parker fucked her like an Indian hunter riding his racing pony.

Her legs wrapped about the man’s body like a python around its prey. Her hips rolled beneath him in rhythm with his thrusts. In her mind, his cock seemed enormous and each thrust hit her like an electric shock. She reached aside to curl her hand around Glen’s stick and squeezed tightly as Parker’s cock pummeled her with uncommon zeal. Somehow, she told me, the experience seemed as if he was fucking her for the first time ever. Gigi has said there’s something about a first-time sexual encounter that creates an exhilaration and thrill that often cannot be repeated. That doesn’t make sense to me for the reason it conflicts with another comment she had offered. She she also has said that over time repetitive sex with the same man gets better and better. Go figure.

Either way, this was a great fuck. Parker said to her, “Is it good for you? As good as marital sex?” She wailed, “Oh my god, there’s no fucking comparison.” If being fucked by other guys wasn’t better, she tells me, she would have no reason to do it at all. She threw herself fully into it. Glen blubbered, “You’re so hot.” Parker’s body stiffened. He said, “I’m gonna cum.” She pleaded, “Not yet, I’m almost there.” But immediately, each screamed in mutual orgasms.

Parker breathed heavily as he rolled off her. He said to Glen, “She’s all yours if you can handle all that.” Glen urged her to her knees and guided his young dick into her cunt from behind. She sobbed, “Oh yeah. I love your cock.” She gritted her teeth and tears streaked her face. Droplets fell onto the pillow beneath her. Gripping her hips, he rammed her cunt with his youthful enthusiasm. Glen didn’t last as long as Parker’s twenty-or-so minutes but told me he was “cumming in buckets.” There’s no way for me to know what was in the guys’ minds all that time, but my wife laughed when I asked how she assumed the guys liked it. She giggled and said, “A good time was had by all. I’m sure of that.”

By morning, she estimates she climaxed four times but isn’t sure how many times she was fucked by the two.

The plot of the cable TV’s porn selection was that of a husband who wanted his wife to have sex with other men. Although at first confused and reluctant, she ultimately agreed. They visited a lounge where a man hit on her while her husband was having a drink at the end of the bar. She told the stranger about her husband’s desire. The husband drove the two to their home where the man fucked his wife. She told her husband to wait in their living room. The husband experienced the typical jealousy and insecurity many do when someone else is first fucking their wives. He sneaked to the door where the guy was plowing his eager wife.

I could empathize with the husband-actor and was jerking off as my thoughts were also on my wife and her guys upstairs. When the film ended, I turned off the TV and went to bed in the downstairs master bedroom.

* * * * *

Sometime that night - or maybe in the dark early morning - Parker knocked on the room’s door. I invited him in and scooted away to allow him room to lay alongside me. He said he wished to check in and see if I’m okay. I assured him everything was great for me, expressed my appreciation for servcing my wife, and asked him to pass along my gratitude to Glen.

We talked for no more than five or six minutes. I had wondered why he had been so generous to Glen by offering to pay for his education and moire. And. considering the guy seemingly has everything most could want, why he had cared to run for the position of president of his and my wife’s gold and tennis club. He didn’t need the prestige, and the job comes with a lot of work and headaches.

His response told me a lot about him I hadn’t known - like why he comes across as so likeable and the reasons for his rather obvious respect for everyone else he comes across. Money had never been his quest in life. He said, “I’m just a servant as everyone should be.” In those few minutes, he went on to explain. Until that moment, I had not realized that my wife and her former boss have the same way of looking at their positions in life. If this submission to this thread hadn’t become so long, I would pass all that along. Maybe I will at some future time if I can think of a way how to make it fit with the purpose of this website..

He gave a friendly slap on my shoulder and said he should return upstairs to again fuck my wife whenever his turn came about. Within a minute or so, I was again asleep. I doubted the other three were sleeping at that moment.

* * * * *

I was told none of them got more than four hours’ sleep and probably less. At eight o’clock this morning, I used the phone intercom to tell them breakfast would be ready within ten minutes.

They staggered one by one into the kitchen, Gigi being the first of the three. The coffee maker dispensed the final fourth cup of coffee, and I sat that onto the table. Gigi was attired in nothing but a white dress shirt owned by Parker. The guys were shirtless, wearing only pants. I served up Eggs Benedict, bacon, muffins, and toast. My wife prefers turkey bacon and decaf coffee, but those were not available, so I added a glass of water for her and left it up to her as to whether to eat and drink those or not.

Most of our conversations were questions centered on Glen’s schoolwork, and his responses dominated the conversation. At the end, everyone helped clear the table, fill the dishwater and straighten up. Glen said he needed to get back to his dorm and study for his exams before spring break begins at the week’s end. My wife and I took his cue and prepared to leave. Both guys gave my wife lingering kisses on the lips.

Instead of leaving at the front door, Parker led us to his garage and opened its door from which we would depart to our cars. Not even my wife had before seen that. His unusually high garage could house four vehicles as large as RVs but is inhabited by only his two cars, each on an electronic lift. His Corvette is on top and his more used, leased Bentley is at floor level. “Next time,” he said, “I’ll leave the door open for you to park in case of rain.” I was beginning to understand why he had once told me he was considering selling his place and moving to a smaller, more manageable residence. He had it built for the vanity of his former wife, and this place requires a lot of upkeep.

On our way home, I asked Gigi if she enjoyed two guys at once more than one on one. She grinned and said, “I suppose that depends on who the guys are. I had a great time. I hope you did too.” Yeah, I liked it a lot and assumed she was getting all she needed throughout the night. Knowing that, I had happily jerked off twice but didn’t mention that part to my wife.

My eyes were on the road and my hands on the wheel, but I smiled in satisfaction most of our way home. Our way of life is working the way the two of us want it to be. My wife deserves happiness with other cocks and I enjoy jerking. I realized I was experiencing that “servant” feeling as Parker described when thinking I had offered Gigi to her current favorite guys. Both had served her well.

We each then fell silent amid our thoughts of the previous night. I don’t know if Gigi noticed my smile or not, but her lips were tightly smiling too.

~ Des

[rascalnvixen]

That's quite an update, Des!!! I liked all the description of what they were doing. I'm glad you are happy with all that happened, but I have a feeling you are holding back on us!!! There was a lot of time to tell about or did Gigi only give you a limited description of all that happened to/with her and her men that night. How did she feel when you were home? Did she feel somewhat distanced after she was so well fucked by TWO hot hard dicks??

Rascal

[Des 31]

That's quite an update, Des!!! I liked all the descriptions of what they were doing. I'm glad you are happy with all that happened, but I have a feeling you are holding back on us!!! There was a lot of time to tell about or did Gigi only give you a limited description of all that happened to/with her and her men that night? How did she feel when you were home? Did she feel somewhat distanced after she was so well fucked by TWO hot hard dicks??

Rascal

Really nice hearing from you, Rascal. I summarized but wasn't holding back. That's all I was told before cumming. I think she mentioned something about how she was feeling at the moment the guys were drilling her, but I cannot recall what that may have been. I didn't feel distanced, but she laughed when I ejaculated and said I was all too easy to please. So there's that.

But yeah, she was admittedly (extremely so, she says) well-fucked by two stiff poles. I had lunch with her today in the cafeteria next door to her bank and am now on break. She said Beau stopped into her office this morning and wants to renew their sexual relationship. He insisted it wouldn't interfere in any way with their work responsibilities, which had been her reason for cooling that. Beau's wife Sherry is fucking a couple of guys, which includes the airline pilot she had been seeing a few months back. Apparently, he's in town about twice a month now. She has taken the pilot guy for two overnight trips on a single-engine owned by one of the mechanics under supervision. Beau's okay with that, says he likes it. Gigi says Beau convinced her, so I assume they will again be getting together soon. Each says they "missed" the other, and I have no doubts about that.

Glen's school begins Spring Break at the week's end. He will be flying home for two days to stay with his dad but has scheduled deep-plunge plans with my wife before the break ends.

Now that Parker is president of the country club, he anticipates being there two to three mornings and evenings a week to schmooze with members. Gigi plans to stop by the club after work hours on Thursday afternoon where he and she will get together at his on-premises golf villa. Maybe I can write up some of her goings-on this weekend unless something else comes up. I'll be on the road at least two days next week, and the ad firm's senior-in-age partner will handle the office management during my absence.

Keep in touch.

~ Des

[cucking88]

Such a hot update, Des! BTW, did you get to see Parker's daughter's painting?

[Tracey52]

Good to hear from you Des. I do feel that you could have been included more in the going’s on though. Perhaps allowed to watch at some point at least. I suppose you could consider yourself lucky that you were invited at all. I know you love it all, but it seemed a little disrespectful tome, especially as you felt uncomfortable at times.

[Des 31]

Such a hot update, Des! BTW, did you get to see Parker's daughter's painting?

Oh yeah. I asked to see it. The style was like that of the Italian Renaissance period. If she looks the same as her painting, she should be in movies. Amazing physical features. We will be having dinner a day next week with her and Parker. We're told she and her dad are uncommonly communicative about everything, including sex, but we don't know if he will tell her about our three-way relationship. She will be in town to attend her mother's (Parker's ex) wedding to the woman's new guy. Parker was invited, but he doesn't think he should attend. Because her mother's fiance is also a member of the club to which Gigi and Parke belong, some future social events there may be interesting to watch between her and her former husband.

But an hour ago, I learned something Gigi hadn't mentioned earlier. She said at some time Saturday night, Parker opened a bedside table's drawer and pulled out a silken-like, black sleep mask. He put it over Gigi's eyes so she couldn't see and asked if she believed she could determine which of the guys was fucking her. She got it right on the first try. Parker's body feels different from Glen's and his johnson is longer. His chest's dark hair was another clue. Glen has no discernible chest hair, almost as if he's shaved but he's not.

But on a second try, she was stumped. Glen urged her to her knees and a cock slid into her from behind. Each guy fucked her and she couldn't tell the difference. Both liked that. I'm sure I never get every detail when she's narrating her stories, but I liked that part as well as the rest. Glen said she moaned more when Parker was pummeling her pussy from behind while Glen fondled her breasts. She and I were not having sex when she told me this, but instead we were standing by my car in the garage just after I arrived home. I liked knowing that anyway.

Thanks for writing. If you had not, I might not have remembered to later mention it.

~ Des

[Des 31]

Good to hear from you Des. I do feel that you could have been included more in the going’s on though. Perhaps allowed to watch at some point at least. I suppose you could consider yourself lucky that you were invited at all. I know you love it all, but it seemed a little disrespectful tome, especially as you felt uncomfortable at times.

Yeah, I get your meaning but it's not like that. I think I'm capable of describing most of our personalities and unstated communication between the two of us, but that part is a bit difficult to describe. Even had it been disrespectful, which was not her or the guys' intention, I'm somewhat insensitive to criticism. That's a trait that's important in sales-type people and part of my job is that. I learned to ignore slights and criticisms when I was a reporter, and that's served me will since. My dad was the same way and often told me that, but I had to learn it on the job. It's the old saying, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." So in face-to-face interactions, I respect others' right to speak freely. Admittedly, though, some emails about my investigative findings to my former newspaper from a few jerks, for whatever reason, once pissed me off. I got over that too.

She and I learned early on in this way of life that sex is usually better for her and most of her guys if I'm not in the same room. That doesn't bother me either. She likes fucking, and I like jerking, so what's the harm?

Thanks a lot for responding. I'm sure you know I always like reading your thoughts. Those sorts of questions may allow others to know what I'm like.

~ Des

[Build2last]

Good to hear from you Des. I do feel that you could have been included more in the going’s on though. Perhaps allowed to watch at some point at least. I suppose you could consider yourself lucky that you were invited at all. I know you love it all, but it seemed a little disrespectful tome, especially as you felt uncomfortable at times.

Yeah, I get your meaning but it's not like that. I think I'm capable of describing most of our personalities and unstated communication between the two of us, but that part is a bit difficult to describe. Even had it been disrespectful, which was not her or the guys' intention, I'm somewhat insensitive to criticism. That's a trait that's important in sales-type people and part of my job is that. I learned to ignore slights and criticisms when I was a reporter, and that's served me will since. My dad was the same way and often told me that, but I had to learn it on the job. It's the old saying, "Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me." So in face-to-face interactions, I respect others' rights to speak freely. Admittedly, though, some emails to my former newspaper from a few jerks, for whatever reason, have pissed me off.

She and I learned early on in this way of life that sex is usually better for her and most of her guys if I'm not in the same room. That doesn't bother me either. She likes fucking, and I like jerking, so what's the harm?

Thanks a lot for responding. I'm sure you know I always like reading your thoughts. Those sorts of questions may allow others to know what I'm like.

~ Des

Yep. I'm one of those. I finally caught up to the story so the whole journey is kinda fresh for me. I was feeling pretty much the same as Tracey52. I was just having trouble coming up with a way of making a comment that wasn't offensive to you Des.

But I'm kinda snarky at times and that's what I was feeling after reading this one and another post a while back. So I didn't want to say anything about it.

Thanks for sharing with us Des, and I will try to hold back my snarkyness.