Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
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Whosbeensleeping good point on veto, infact what is D doing that’s is wrong, she is using her new found fredoum to enjoy different men, on the positive point as D is playing with different partners she is not developing feelings for anyone, she is using them as sex toys
Communication is the key, Ocean just have to talk to D about any proceed risks he sees, better thay are ENM them D @stopoing” then playing in the dark
Communication is the key, Ocean just have to talk to D about any proceed risks he sees, better thay are ENM them D @stopoing” then playing in the dark
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
What an amazing story. Thank you.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Thank you cpeater. I'm only the passenger hanging on.
Saturday 20th is D’s day this week Chris is taking her to a friends birthday celebration at a club in south Croydon, I am supposed to be on a golf day (I hate golf) in the west country getting back early Sunday morning, but it is her cover story so she has the house, she can be back later and he doesn’t expect an overnighter.
Dressed in a lovely (but rather short) red skirt with a cream blouse, hmm, her boobs and especially those fabulous dark nipples are clearly visible. She saw my surprise and said ‘don’t worry, I’ve got it covered’ laughing at her own joke and slipped a black blazer on. Looking good, that skirt is short though, but those legs, wow. Black shoes, splash of perfume. I get a sloppy kiss and a squeeze, ‘wish me luck’, like you’ll need it. She drove her car to the church, being picked up early, it’s quite a drive.
I’m going to the pub with her friend’s husband and another mate. It’s going to be a late one tonight. Trying to keep excitement tremors down. Unlike D, my friends are not people I can trust to confide in, hence putting it down in writing to you fine fellows. My therapy.
3am, my phone pings as his car came up the drive. I’m dressed with a coat this time, and scramble out of the kitchen door into the garden to my usual vantage point just as the kitchen lights came on and then the living room light. It is cold.
D was pouring wine in the kitchen, Chris came up behind her and cupped her tits through her see through blouse (very arousing) kissing her neck. She seemed a bit nonplussed, interesting. They went through to the lounge and sat on the sofa, she appeared upset. They sat, talked, he started to trace her nipples through her blouse and tried to kiss her. She pushed him away, then completely lost it, I couldn’t hear clearly, but voices were raised. I did hear her tell him to fuck off at one point. Anyway she stood up and I presume he was asked to leave, meanwhile I’ve found my trusty cricket bat. In the end it wasn’t necessary, as he put his jacket on, slamming the front door as he left.
I walked in, she was sitting, clearly steaming. I asked, how was your evening? ‘Well it was certainly different. Do you know, I’m not really sure.’ Not the response I expected. Cup of tea? ‘Oh yes please, that would be great’.
She sat leaning against me, (I thought best I leave this tempting nipples alone) and explained, they’d gone to the club, nice, low lit, rather smart. She’d noticed the crowd was predominately black, it seemed unusual Chris hadn’t mentioned, and he was clearly well known to the guys there. For an obvious black guys club, there was a higher number of white women to black. She said, ‘I thought of you, you’d have loved the tit and bum show, God, was I overdressed.’
Everyone was happy, she'd had a few drinks, the mood in the club was good and great music, she danced most of the evening with the others in their group. She laughed ‘the birthday girl was definitely feeling it and quite a few of the guys were feeling her too, I think she’ll be sore in the morning’.
Despite Chris knowing that under her jacket, D’s blouse was pretty much see though, she was surprised and annoyed when he asked her to take her jacket off, she explained she wasn’t comfortable with that. He insisted saying it was hot in the club. So now her tits were on display for all to see. Not happy at all! Chris was patently showing her off and introduced her to his friends urging her to dance with them, after all she wouldn’t want to upset his friends, would she. ‘In fairness they were nice guys, and she was supposed to be Chris’s ‘girlfriend’ what could go wrong. ‘I couldn’t believe how they felt they could just take liberties and do what they liked with me, and the other women were fair game too. I’ll check my tits for bruises in the morning’.
I listened, quietly annoyed. What did Chris do? She blurted out ‘Fuck all. I looked over at him a few times hoping he might rescue me, he just smiled, raised his glass and carried on talking to his friends, meanwhile this friend had pawing my tits and trying to pull my skirt up’. Why didn’t you walk away? ‘I couldn’t there’d be a scene. I was so fucking angry at Chris. I was trying to get rid of the guy for ages, then someone did help me’.
She brightened, big smile. Who helped you? ‘He was beautiful. Looked exactly like Mohamed Ali, tall, great build, well dressed, really classy. He introduced himself as Phil.’ The other guy soon disappeared.
Phil didn’t know Chris, but knew I was with him. It obviously didn't bother him and asked me for a dance to get me away.
‘He was so confident, relaxed and fuck could he kiss'. 'I showed him I could too’. She grinned 'He had a lovely way of gently squeezing my tits while we were dancing in the corner and he had a lovely hard on, God, I fancied him.’ I laughed, he looked after you then? “It was a lot of fun. I felt really good. He asked to see me and my number’ And? ‘I gave it to him’. Will you see him? ‘Yes, If he rings.’ Would you go again. ‘No. I don’t think so, it was fun, but it wasn’t for me’.
She said they left the club around 1.30. I was still angry with Chris, but he was so excited, demanded a blowjob by the car, so I told him to fuck off, then I thought if I don’t I’m going to be stranded in south London, the bastard fucked my mouth, came on my chin, down my chest, all down the front of my blouse. He thought it was funny.
We sat with our tea and she was cuddling into me. “I presume you saw the row?’ I said yes. I guessed you were pissed off. She said, ’I was. After all that he still wanted a fuck.’ ‘He said it was hot watching me getting felt up by his friends. He even asked if I fancied some black cock, he could’ve arrange it, his friends wanted to fuck me, but I had to come home, So that made it my fault, then?’
And, do you want to fuck them? She said, ‘ Phil I would but I didn’t tell Chris. I’m not being passed around by his mates.The respect has gone! Look at me, my face, my blouse all covered in spunk.’
How delightful! Such a way with words.
I was stroking her hair and she was calming down, I said, I think there’s something else on your mind? She sat quietly for a moment, ‘You've never been treated like that in my life. He's lost respect, he should’ve looked after me. Letting his friends maul me like that, God knows what would have happened if Phil hadn’t rescued me’.
We sat for a while. Do you feel you’ve had enough of Chris?
She sat bolt upright, ‘Do you know, I think I have.’
She kissed me and said, ‘I’ve decided'. 'I think we need to get some outside fun going for you now. Who do you fancy?’
With a very serious look, she said, ‘Darling, don’t ever worry about us, we’re rock solid. I’ll stop if ever you want!’ Everything in the garden is beautiful.
Amazing how pressure lifts, when a decision is made.
Sunday 21st.
Breakfast. ‘So how do I finish with Chris?’
Decide whether you want to shake him up or shake him off?
‘Shake him off.’ You sure? ‘Yes, definitely’. and your ‘hobby’? ‘if you’re OK with it we can carry on, we're both getting a kick out of it, and we're shagging for England. There’ll be others, no rush, but only if you’re OK ?’
I agreed and said, then it’s easy. Let him phone you, which I doubt he will after last night, but if he does, let him know, as few words as possible, no emotion, he’s fucked up big time and to make matters worse you think I’ve found out, so let’s leave it for now. Then it isn’t your fault, it’s his and mine; you’re the good guy.
His punishment; losing you. It will be harsh when it sinks in, he's lost a good and adventurous lover. So, Paradise Lost.
“Genius!’ Oh please, modesty forbids. It did the trick, I have a grateful wife who wants to show me how grateful.
So a quiet Sunday and a bit of respite.
D’s arranged an evening with Cheryl on Thursday and I’ll see her husband, I have a good friend who is a ‘head hunter’ for some decent companies I’ll arrange an intro, we’ll see.
Saturday 20th is D’s day this week Chris is taking her to a friends birthday celebration at a club in south Croydon, I am supposed to be on a golf day (I hate golf) in the west country getting back early Sunday morning, but it is her cover story so she has the house, she can be back later and he doesn’t expect an overnighter.
Dressed in a lovely (but rather short) red skirt with a cream blouse, hmm, her boobs and especially those fabulous dark nipples are clearly visible. She saw my surprise and said ‘don’t worry, I’ve got it covered’ laughing at her own joke and slipped a black blazer on. Looking good, that skirt is short though, but those legs, wow. Black shoes, splash of perfume. I get a sloppy kiss and a squeeze, ‘wish me luck’, like you’ll need it. She drove her car to the church, being picked up early, it’s quite a drive.
I’m going to the pub with her friend’s husband and another mate. It’s going to be a late one tonight. Trying to keep excitement tremors down. Unlike D, my friends are not people I can trust to confide in, hence putting it down in writing to you fine fellows. My therapy.
3am, my phone pings as his car came up the drive. I’m dressed with a coat this time, and scramble out of the kitchen door into the garden to my usual vantage point just as the kitchen lights came on and then the living room light. It is cold.
D was pouring wine in the kitchen, Chris came up behind her and cupped her tits through her see through blouse (very arousing) kissing her neck. She seemed a bit nonplussed, interesting. They went through to the lounge and sat on the sofa, she appeared upset. They sat, talked, he started to trace her nipples through her blouse and tried to kiss her. She pushed him away, then completely lost it, I couldn’t hear clearly, but voices were raised. I did hear her tell him to fuck off at one point. Anyway she stood up and I presume he was asked to leave, meanwhile I’ve found my trusty cricket bat. In the end it wasn’t necessary, as he put his jacket on, slamming the front door as he left.
I walked in, she was sitting, clearly steaming. I asked, how was your evening? ‘Well it was certainly different. Do you know, I’m not really sure.’ Not the response I expected. Cup of tea? ‘Oh yes please, that would be great’.
She sat leaning against me, (I thought best I leave this tempting nipples alone) and explained, they’d gone to the club, nice, low lit, rather smart. She’d noticed the crowd was predominately black, it seemed unusual Chris hadn’t mentioned, and he was clearly well known to the guys there. For an obvious black guys club, there was a higher number of white women to black. She said, ‘I thought of you, you’d have loved the tit and bum show, God, was I overdressed.’
Everyone was happy, she'd had a few drinks, the mood in the club was good and great music, she danced most of the evening with the others in their group. She laughed ‘the birthday girl was definitely feeling it and quite a few of the guys were feeling her too, I think she’ll be sore in the morning’.
Despite Chris knowing that under her jacket, D’s blouse was pretty much see though, she was surprised and annoyed when he asked her to take her jacket off, she explained she wasn’t comfortable with that. He insisted saying it was hot in the club. So now her tits were on display for all to see. Not happy at all! Chris was patently showing her off and introduced her to his friends urging her to dance with them, after all she wouldn’t want to upset his friends, would she. ‘In fairness they were nice guys, and she was supposed to be Chris’s ‘girlfriend’ what could go wrong. ‘I couldn’t believe how they felt they could just take liberties and do what they liked with me, and the other women were fair game too. I’ll check my tits for bruises in the morning’.
I listened, quietly annoyed. What did Chris do? She blurted out ‘Fuck all. I looked over at him a few times hoping he might rescue me, he just smiled, raised his glass and carried on talking to his friends, meanwhile this friend had pawing my tits and trying to pull my skirt up’. Why didn’t you walk away? ‘I couldn’t there’d be a scene. I was so fucking angry at Chris. I was trying to get rid of the guy for ages, then someone did help me’.
She brightened, big smile. Who helped you? ‘He was beautiful. Looked exactly like Mohamed Ali, tall, great build, well dressed, really classy. He introduced himself as Phil.’ The other guy soon disappeared.
Phil didn’t know Chris, but knew I was with him. It obviously didn't bother him and asked me for a dance to get me away.
‘He was so confident, relaxed and fuck could he kiss'. 'I showed him I could too’. She grinned 'He had a lovely way of gently squeezing my tits while we were dancing in the corner and he had a lovely hard on, God, I fancied him.’ I laughed, he looked after you then? “It was a lot of fun. I felt really good. He asked to see me and my number’ And? ‘I gave it to him’. Will you see him? ‘Yes, If he rings.’ Would you go again. ‘No. I don’t think so, it was fun, but it wasn’t for me’.
She said they left the club around 1.30. I was still angry with Chris, but he was so excited, demanded a blowjob by the car, so I told him to fuck off, then I thought if I don’t I’m going to be stranded in south London, the bastard fucked my mouth, came on my chin, down my chest, all down the front of my blouse. He thought it was funny.
We sat with our tea and she was cuddling into me. “I presume you saw the row?’ I said yes. I guessed you were pissed off. She said, ’I was. After all that he still wanted a fuck.’ ‘He said it was hot watching me getting felt up by his friends. He even asked if I fancied some black cock, he could’ve arrange it, his friends wanted to fuck me, but I had to come home, So that made it my fault, then?’
And, do you want to fuck them? She said, ‘ Phil I would but I didn’t tell Chris. I’m not being passed around by his mates.The respect has gone! Look at me, my face, my blouse all covered in spunk.’
How delightful! Such a way with words.
I was stroking her hair and she was calming down, I said, I think there’s something else on your mind? She sat quietly for a moment, ‘You've never been treated like that in my life. He's lost respect, he should’ve looked after me. Letting his friends maul me like that, God knows what would have happened if Phil hadn’t rescued me’.
We sat for a while. Do you feel you’ve had enough of Chris?
She sat bolt upright, ‘Do you know, I think I have.’
She kissed me and said, ‘I’ve decided'. 'I think we need to get some outside fun going for you now. Who do you fancy?’
With a very serious look, she said, ‘Darling, don’t ever worry about us, we’re rock solid. I’ll stop if ever you want!’ Everything in the garden is beautiful.
Amazing how pressure lifts, when a decision is made.
Sunday 21st.
Breakfast. ‘So how do I finish with Chris?’
Decide whether you want to shake him up or shake him off?
‘Shake him off.’ You sure? ‘Yes, definitely’. and your ‘hobby’? ‘if you’re OK with it we can carry on, we're both getting a kick out of it, and we're shagging for England. There’ll be others, no rush, but only if you’re OK ?’
I agreed and said, then it’s easy. Let him phone you, which I doubt he will after last night, but if he does, let him know, as few words as possible, no emotion, he’s fucked up big time and to make matters worse you think I’ve found out, so let’s leave it for now. Then it isn’t your fault, it’s his and mine; you’re the good guy.
His punishment; losing you. It will be harsh when it sinks in, he's lost a good and adventurous lover. So, Paradise Lost.
“Genius!’ Oh please, modesty forbids. It did the trick, I have a grateful wife who wants to show me how grateful.
So a quiet Sunday and a bit of respite.
D’s arranged an evening with Cheryl on Thursday and I’ll see her husband, I have a good friend who is a ‘head hunter’ for some decent companies I’ll arrange an intro, we’ll see.
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Ocean your detail makes this so much more interesting
Chris kick was passing D around, pushing her boundaries, yes if D had stayed over at Chris place, I am sure it would have ended up a gang bang, D was Chris sex toy, just look at Richard and Clair last weekend, BTW will D go on a date with Roger? What did Chris say about how that night came about, was it planned between Chirs snd Roger
Phil will call, will D tell Phil about your arrangement to make things easier or does D like to play the cheating wife
As Phil maybe based in London, you could be the min cab driver dropping D off / pickup he up from any nights out, Phil would not know who you are
Seems like D wants to be your wing man, so do you want your own play time, what about a swingers club to get things going, or a lifetime style hook up with a couple
Chris kick was passing D around, pushing her boundaries, yes if D had stayed over at Chris place, I am sure it would have ended up a gang bang, D was Chris sex toy, just look at Richard and Clair last weekend, BTW will D go on a date with Roger? What did Chris say about how that night came about, was it planned between Chirs snd Roger
Phil will call, will D tell Phil about your arrangement to make things easier or does D like to play the cheating wife
As Phil maybe based in London, you could be the min cab driver dropping D off / pickup he up from any nights out, Phil would not know who you are
Seems like D wants to be your wing man, so do you want your own play time, what about a swingers club to get things going, or a lifetime style hook up with a couple
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Thursday.
D and Cheryl are having drinks at the pub in the next village while I’m with her husband and another friend.
D related last Fridays experiences and told Cheryl everything! who was getting flushed, clearly turned on. D told her how she would finish it if needed. Then the details of the 3some, which really got Cheryl excited, she couldn’t stop asking questions. D told me it was so amusing that she thought ‘I bet she’s wet.’
They agreed Chris had blown it and could have put her in danger. (I think that’s a bit far). It was best he was history, but D was not to weaken. He was a shit and had to go. So there.
She reminded D ‘they were out’ next Thursday night. ‘Yes, I know, I want to hear all the juicy details about Steve’. On they went.
So nothing to report. No phone calls, no emails, from Chris, Phil or Roger. She doesn’t seem perturbed in the slightest, which is a surprise. As she says, ‘early days’. a quiet week.
D and Cheryl are having drinks at the pub in the next village while I’m with her husband and another friend.
D related last Fridays experiences and told Cheryl everything! who was getting flushed, clearly turned on. D told her how she would finish it if needed. Then the details of the 3some, which really got Cheryl excited, she couldn’t stop asking questions. D told me it was so amusing that she thought ‘I bet she’s wet.’
They agreed Chris had blown it and could have put her in danger. (I think that’s a bit far). It was best he was history, but D was not to weaken. He was a shit and had to go. So there.
She reminded D ‘they were out’ next Thursday night. ‘Yes, I know, I want to hear all the juicy details about Steve’. On they went.
So nothing to report. No phone calls, no emails, from Chris, Phil or Roger. She doesn’t seem perturbed in the slightest, which is a surprise. As she says, ‘early days’. a quiet week.
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Just to answer your questions Skoot; I have no doubt nor has D that the evening would've ended rather heavy if she'd stayed. The evening was planned by Chris without D's knowledge, which was one of the reasons she was so pissed off, also being passed around his friends was a step too far. The 3some wasn't planned, just happened to D's absolute surprise and delight. As for Roger, I know if he had the guts to ask, she'd see him regardless of Chris's feelings.
D said she does like the 'spice' of being the cheating wife and the guys seem to buy into the idea. Says a lot for mankind, No one has phoned, which doesn't seem to bother her at the moment.
You're idea of being the cab driver is gifted, thank you, I will look into that, very exciting.
D feels (wrongly) that the 'hobby' is all one sided and wants to compensate, not totally altruistically, she would like to watch me. I think that's kinky (mother wouldn't approve). We'll see.
Sorry there's not more to tell.
D said she does like the 'spice' of being the cheating wife and the guys seem to buy into the idea. Says a lot for mankind, No one has phoned, which doesn't seem to bother her at the moment.
You're idea of being the cab driver is gifted, thank you, I will look into that, very exciting.
D feels (wrongly) that the 'hobby' is all one sided and wants to compensate, not totally altruistically, she would like to watch me. I think that's kinky (mother wouldn't approve). We'll see.
Sorry there's not more to tell.
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Ocean, life is not a book and life take all sorts of turns, I am sure once Roger know Chris is gone he make contact, or maybe D should just txt Roger and tell him, FYI my and Chris are done or a quick txt to Phil just to kick stuff off, (if D has Phil’s number)
I can understand D wanting balance, and maybe that will come, interesting Kink D wanting to watch, would you with Cheryl, just to help the girl out, so to speak, as D and Cheryl and close just now that could be intestine
Also make the cover story simple Cheryl is at D house, how did you feel drinking with Cheryl man knowing what she wa up to, did it bother you ?
BTW what’s your mini cab rate
I can understand D wanting balance, and maybe that will come, interesting Kink D wanting to watch, would you with Cheryl, just to help the girl out, so to speak, as D and Cheryl and close just now that could be intestine
Also make the cover story simple Cheryl is at D house, how did you feel drinking with Cheryl man knowing what she wa up to, did it bother you ?
BTW what’s your mini cab rate
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Your idea of being the cab driver is gifted, thank you, I will look into that, very exciting.
It’s a great idea. Make sure you call.D by her married surname or even ‘madam’ and her boyfriend ‘sir’
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Make sure D is being fingered as she’s sprawled over the back seat and she suggests parking up somewhere. You get out the taxi and ‘promise’ not to watch.
You are so delighted with what you’ve just seen. You don’t ask for the taxi fare.
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O - You could possibly, if so inclined, rig up a discrete 'security' camera. You know for future review.hattersfan wrote: ↑Sun May 28, 2023 1:49 amYour idea of being the cab driver is gifted, thank you, I will look into that, very exciting.
It’s a great idea. Make sure you call.D by her married surname or even ‘madam’ and her boyfriend ‘sir’
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Make sure D is being fingered as she’s sprawled over the back seat and she suggests parking up somewhere. You get out the taxi and ‘promise’ not to watch.
You are so delighted with what you’ve just seen. You don’t ask for the taxi fare.
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Wednesday 31st May.
Today I’d been working from home (D doesn’t work Thursday/Fridays) she arrived home just after 5pm, just as I started prepping dinner.
Her mobile rang. She was pacing round the living room, signalling to me to keep quiet while she was talking. Looks serious, maybe work. To the kitchen.
An hour later the kitchen door opened, ‘It was Phil!!’ Give me strength, like a bloody teenager. Phil, the Mohamed Ali lookalike, rescued her in the night club from an overly enthusiastic chap, a grateful D gave her number to Phil. He apologised for not getting in touch sooner but work has been manic, etc…. ’What a class act’, she enthused, ‘God, I could feel his tongue in my ear down the phone’. He was very complimentary, a veritable mutual admiration society in fact. He’s been thinking about her, has to see her? When can he see her? I said, You played hard to get, right? ‘No fucking way, not letting this one slip’. Where was her husband? ‘he'd seen my rings and assumed I was married to Chris or having an affair with Chris’. I told him ‘neither now, he’s a very ex boyfriend’. Where did she live? where did Phil live? North of Brighton mid Sussex, less than an hour away. He was 51, a bit older than her, never been married. He, his father, his younger brother and older sister were all pharmacists and had businesses across the south of London (no coughs and colds then).
When are you seeing him. ‘Friday evening.” You don’t hang about. ‘Oh and you’re out till 2 with your golf buddies’.
I don’t have golf buddies, I don’t have golf. But, under the circumstances I’m sure I could be golfing till 2am. “thought so!’
So we’re off and running. Again. Only with a new horse.
Today I’d been working from home (D doesn’t work Thursday/Fridays) she arrived home just after 5pm, just as I started prepping dinner.
Her mobile rang. She was pacing round the living room, signalling to me to keep quiet while she was talking. Looks serious, maybe work. To the kitchen.
An hour later the kitchen door opened, ‘It was Phil!!’ Give me strength, like a bloody teenager. Phil, the Mohamed Ali lookalike, rescued her in the night club from an overly enthusiastic chap, a grateful D gave her number to Phil. He apologised for not getting in touch sooner but work has been manic, etc…. ’What a class act’, she enthused, ‘God, I could feel his tongue in my ear down the phone’. He was very complimentary, a veritable mutual admiration society in fact. He’s been thinking about her, has to see her? When can he see her? I said, You played hard to get, right? ‘No fucking way, not letting this one slip’. Where was her husband? ‘he'd seen my rings and assumed I was married to Chris or having an affair with Chris’. I told him ‘neither now, he’s a very ex boyfriend’. Where did she live? where did Phil live? North of Brighton mid Sussex, less than an hour away. He was 51, a bit older than her, never been married. He, his father, his younger brother and older sister were all pharmacists and had businesses across the south of London (no coughs and colds then).
When are you seeing him. ‘Friday evening.” You don’t hang about. ‘Oh and you’re out till 2 with your golf buddies’.
I don’t have golf buddies, I don’t have golf. But, under the circumstances I’m sure I could be golfing till 2am. “thought so!’
So we’re off and running. Again. Only with a new horse.
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As this will be D first BBC do you think she would give he phone to Phil and ask him to record her first BJ / fuck of a BBC, most men would find that a big turn on, and D likes a bit of voyeurism, and it would be a special gift for you
Using D phone give D total control
Using D phone give D total control
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Hi Skoot, not a chance! I've already had a yellow card for posting here. She's a lawyer and is scared stiff, not only for her position but also the firm she works for finding out about her 'hobby'. It's just verbals from her and showtime for me, with her OK. However a big thank you for the taxi idea, I didn't think she'd go for it, but she jumped at it, thought it was daring fun. 'Nothing to lose, let's try it'.
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Her first Black man I am pretty sure the first guy in this thread was Black am I confused ?skoot1958 wrote: ↑Thu Jun 01, 2023 1:51 amAs this will be D first BBC do you think she would give he phone to Phil and ask him to record her first BJ / fuck of a BBC, most men would find that a big turn on, and D likes a bit of voyeurism, and it would be a special gift for you
Using D phone give D total control
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Malaysian . the colour of a very good tanned guy..Whereas I tan, burn, peel and try again. Why bother.
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Friday 2nd June.
D had arranged to meet Phil at a rather nice pub about 25 minutes away for a get to know you drink, if all went well he could run her home for ‘coffee’. I was ‘on a golf society do’ till 2.
She had been excited all day, making a special effort for Phil meant the main bathroom was out of bounds for hours while she made sure everything was smooth, clean and shiny.
The effort paid off she looked beautiful. She wore a gold wrap over dress with black and red motifs, cut low and tied at the side, black stilettos. Her to-the-shoulder dark hair and red lipstick finished the look.
The overall effect was classy and very sexy. Even I fancied her.
She said he looked great (of course he did), open shirt, trousers (not jeans). The evening went well and they really hit it off, she said she deliberately sat to his right so he could see into the top of her dress, her boobs on display when she leaned forward, which she said she did quite often, and he looked. Men are such simple souls. Sitting close, they were talking and he squeezed her thigh inside the parted skirt, she said she felt fantastic and so randy. The evening slipped by, 2 glasses of wine down, he offered her a 3rd, he’d be very happy to drive her home, as a fellow professional he too had to be careful. She somehow slipped into the conversation that I’m away till 2, so around 10.30 she suggested they come back for coffee.
It was dark in the garden, he parked his black Volvo SUV in the drive.The house lights were on, music.The curtains open.
I walked along the hedge to the side of the house. Phil had made himself at home sitting on the sofa, D walked in with more wine and a beer, her 4th, she said to calm her nerves. They laid back on the sofa, chatting, drinking, evidently comfortable in each other’s company.
She leaned over, hand on his chest and kissed him, so much for playing cool. While they were kissing he held her with one arm while undoing the dress tie with the other to push it off her shoulders to her waist. She has big tits but his hands were were up to the job. Black hands on white tits; wow, I’ll never tire of that. In fact the whole contrasting bodies thing was thrilling.
He pulled at the dress and she lifted her backside so he could remove it to the side, she is now completely naked. (She said the no underwear surprise really gave him a buzz). Her tits were getting a lot of attention, while she undid his shirt and pulled it off and his turn to lift up so the trousers and pants (and socks) could come off.
Both now naked, she sat astride his thigh with her hands on a very broad chest, kissing intensely while giving him a massage with her nipples. He massaged the cheeks of her arse holding them apart. He lifted her onto the sofa so he now had his back to me, knelt on the floor, spread legs wide and fastened his mouth over her exposed pussy. My view of all this was soo good. I watched as his tongue and mouth worked her pussy for ages, (he must breathe through his ears), she jumped a couple of times so I presume she came.
A short rest and he sat back down beside her on the sofa, then I got my first glimpse. Impressive. Fully erect, it’s bigger and thicker than mine, (but not the mythical proportions touted around. I’m sure they exist somewhere in the universe).
I am actually grateful as I don’t want that sweet little pussy stretched. Plus a set of balls to be proud of. She’s going to enjoy this.
On cue, D climbed over him to kiss her way down his body to his cock, now she knelt on the carpet between his legs and took it in her hands, massaging his balls and the shaft, looking straight at him smiling and talking, so relaxed, they might have been having tea.
She lowered her head but not her eyes and sucked and swirled up and down for quite a while, then sat back a little, began to rub the wet head of his cock between fingers and thumb. No rush, just stroking the head, then he tensed and a few substantial jets of cum spurted onto her hand and his belly. She sucked it back into her mouth, cleaned it, then lay on top of his him kissing and getting messy. Both clearly enjoying the moment!
He pulled her down onto the carpet and rolled her over onto her belly pinning her firmly, he got between her legs and pushed them really wide, I moved to the next window to get a better view of that now gaping pussy and watched as he lifted her by the hips, I saw that black cock slowly disappear. Even D looked under her body so she could watch it slip into her. He set a steady hard rhythm, D was balling her fists, which meant she was making those pussy muscles work to grip his cock. They kept going for an impressively long time, she said later she came 3 or 4 times and then he came (lots) and fell on her. They lay talking, laughing, as if they’d known each other forever.
A while later, it was now just after 1 and I was ‘due home’ around 2, they did the clean up, she wore her beige satin dressing gown, very pokie, he couldn’t resist. He finished dressing in the lounge, D pawing him and after a long lingering kissing/groping session he left.
I walked in to be greeted with a huge hug and a wet, cummy scented kiss. I take it all went well? ‘He is fucking amazing. I told you he was beautiful’. ‘a lovely body. That cock filled me right up, I am full of cum. He said there’s lots more where that came from’.
‘You are OK with this still, I want it to last?’ Yes, slow down.
Has our ‘money box’ been stretched. “Fucking cheek, Phil said my cunt is tight, and pretty. He’s big, but not that big’. ‘He commented on my contractions, said it felt like he was being sucked off’.
Pleased to hear it. All is well and so to bed for my turn.
D had arranged to meet Phil at a rather nice pub about 25 minutes away for a get to know you drink, if all went well he could run her home for ‘coffee’. I was ‘on a golf society do’ till 2.
She had been excited all day, making a special effort for Phil meant the main bathroom was out of bounds for hours while she made sure everything was smooth, clean and shiny.
The effort paid off she looked beautiful. She wore a gold wrap over dress with black and red motifs, cut low and tied at the side, black stilettos. Her to-the-shoulder dark hair and red lipstick finished the look.
The overall effect was classy and very sexy. Even I fancied her.
She said he looked great (of course he did), open shirt, trousers (not jeans). The evening went well and they really hit it off, she said she deliberately sat to his right so he could see into the top of her dress, her boobs on display when she leaned forward, which she said she did quite often, and he looked. Men are such simple souls. Sitting close, they were talking and he squeezed her thigh inside the parted skirt, she said she felt fantastic and so randy. The evening slipped by, 2 glasses of wine down, he offered her a 3rd, he’d be very happy to drive her home, as a fellow professional he too had to be careful. She somehow slipped into the conversation that I’m away till 2, so around 10.30 she suggested they come back for coffee.
It was dark in the garden, he parked his black Volvo SUV in the drive.The house lights were on, music.The curtains open.
I walked along the hedge to the side of the house. Phil had made himself at home sitting on the sofa, D walked in with more wine and a beer, her 4th, she said to calm her nerves. They laid back on the sofa, chatting, drinking, evidently comfortable in each other’s company.
She leaned over, hand on his chest and kissed him, so much for playing cool. While they were kissing he held her with one arm while undoing the dress tie with the other to push it off her shoulders to her waist. She has big tits but his hands were were up to the job. Black hands on white tits; wow, I’ll never tire of that. In fact the whole contrasting bodies thing was thrilling.
He pulled at the dress and she lifted her backside so he could remove it to the side, she is now completely naked. (She said the no underwear surprise really gave him a buzz). Her tits were getting a lot of attention, while she undid his shirt and pulled it off and his turn to lift up so the trousers and pants (and socks) could come off.
Both now naked, she sat astride his thigh with her hands on a very broad chest, kissing intensely while giving him a massage with her nipples. He massaged the cheeks of her arse holding them apart. He lifted her onto the sofa so he now had his back to me, knelt on the floor, spread legs wide and fastened his mouth over her exposed pussy. My view of all this was soo good. I watched as his tongue and mouth worked her pussy for ages, (he must breathe through his ears), she jumped a couple of times so I presume she came.
A short rest and he sat back down beside her on the sofa, then I got my first glimpse. Impressive. Fully erect, it’s bigger and thicker than mine, (but not the mythical proportions touted around. I’m sure they exist somewhere in the universe).
I am actually grateful as I don’t want that sweet little pussy stretched. Plus a set of balls to be proud of. She’s going to enjoy this.
On cue, D climbed over him to kiss her way down his body to his cock, now she knelt on the carpet between his legs and took it in her hands, massaging his balls and the shaft, looking straight at him smiling and talking, so relaxed, they might have been having tea.
She lowered her head but not her eyes and sucked and swirled up and down for quite a while, then sat back a little, began to rub the wet head of his cock between fingers and thumb. No rush, just stroking the head, then he tensed and a few substantial jets of cum spurted onto her hand and his belly. She sucked it back into her mouth, cleaned it, then lay on top of his him kissing and getting messy. Both clearly enjoying the moment!
He pulled her down onto the carpet and rolled her over onto her belly pinning her firmly, he got between her legs and pushed them really wide, I moved to the next window to get a better view of that now gaping pussy and watched as he lifted her by the hips, I saw that black cock slowly disappear. Even D looked under her body so she could watch it slip into her. He set a steady hard rhythm, D was balling her fists, which meant she was making those pussy muscles work to grip his cock. They kept going for an impressively long time, she said later she came 3 or 4 times and then he came (lots) and fell on her. They lay talking, laughing, as if they’d known each other forever.
A while later, it was now just after 1 and I was ‘due home’ around 2, they did the clean up, she wore her beige satin dressing gown, very pokie, he couldn’t resist. He finished dressing in the lounge, D pawing him and after a long lingering kissing/groping session he left.
I walked in to be greeted with a huge hug and a wet, cummy scented kiss. I take it all went well? ‘He is fucking amazing. I told you he was beautiful’. ‘a lovely body. That cock filled me right up, I am full of cum. He said there’s lots more where that came from’.
‘You are OK with this still, I want it to last?’ Yes, slow down.
Has our ‘money box’ been stretched. “Fucking cheek, Phil said my cunt is tight, and pretty. He’s big, but not that big’. ‘He commented on my contractions, said it felt like he was being sucked off’.
Pleased to hear it. All is well and so to bed for my turn.
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What a great experience. Hopefully there will be more opportunities for them to “connect” in the future. I’m sure the wet, silky feeling you got to experience during your turn was highly addictive.
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Do you or D have an interest in bringing everything out into the open with Phill where you can the watch or participate or do you both like playing the cheating wife game
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Phil sounds like a great fuck, however Chris was pushing D buttons, all the new things he we introducing D to, A Three sum, changing partners and I am sure over time much more to come, yes he was a dick and that did for him, for just now maybe ?
Will Phil just turn out to be a good WFB, does D not miss the unexpected excitement of Chris, has Chris or Roger made any contact, would D consider Phil and one more for the occasion fun
How has Cheryl hobby been going?
Will Phil just turn out to be a good WFB, does D not miss the unexpected excitement of Chris, has Chris or Roger made any contact, would D consider Phil and one more for the occasion fun
How has Cheryl hobby been going?
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Sunday morning.
It’s going to take weeks to get the smile off her face. I too am getting extra attention; which, in fairness, is only right.
While we had breakfast we discussed the previous evening, as she had been ‘raving’ about Phil, was there a risk of infatuation or deeper feelings? Time to take stock? We talked for quite a while about our relationship, where we were, where we’re going and I was reassured that she very firmly stated we were OK, neither of us need worry at all!
This really was a ‘hobby’, which would stop if either wanted it to. She admitted to feelings for Chris and Phil, saying she couldn’t be intimate with someone if there wasn’t a chemistry, a fancying of the other person. Which I had to agree. She said Roger was a surprise in more ways than one, but she did like him.
We had said why didn't we do this sooner, but the reality is although we are having a great time now, could we have done this 10 years ago? Probably not. Neither of us were in a place or frame of mind to accept this, maybe personal insecurities about our relationship, ourselves, work…; the truth is ; we just weren’t ready.
Though D regrets not ‘getting around’ more before we met. Certainly making up for it now.
She assured me she had told Phil she would see him on the basis it was fun for each other, but he’d have to accept she is very happily married. If anything came out of the window, it would not be marriage threatening for her, and if they were sensible their professional lives would not be involved. He said he had to be discreet and couldn’t afford scandal, for his job, the business but also for his family, as they were quite old fashioned, though his sister was and is a wild child, her husband was run ragged with her games. (but he was OK with an affair’), the ‘arrangement’ she suggested could potentially make him vulnerable. To what, blackmail?? Bit theatrical! She agreed, as long as it’s fun it’s fine. All ok.
Out of the blue, he invited her to his cousins wedding in Surrey, on 16th June as his +1, a lot of the family will be there.
Is this wise? What happened to keeping their heads down. Remove the rings? She said, yes to the invitation but no to removing the rings. I’m secretly quite pleased! Wise? Well the jury’s still out on that.
I raised the idea of a friendly taxi driver again, they would be able to drink and it might bring an air of respectability for her and fun for all. She needed to think about it. After about an hours consideration, she thought it risky, but a wicked idea, loved it. ‘Could you handle it, though?’ Yes. Then I thought, how will I make this work?
It’s going to take weeks to get the smile off her face. I too am getting extra attention; which, in fairness, is only right.
While we had breakfast we discussed the previous evening, as she had been ‘raving’ about Phil, was there a risk of infatuation or deeper feelings? Time to take stock? We talked for quite a while about our relationship, where we were, where we’re going and I was reassured that she very firmly stated we were OK, neither of us need worry at all!
This really was a ‘hobby’, which would stop if either wanted it to. She admitted to feelings for Chris and Phil, saying she couldn’t be intimate with someone if there wasn’t a chemistry, a fancying of the other person. Which I had to agree. She said Roger was a surprise in more ways than one, but she did like him.
We had said why didn't we do this sooner, but the reality is although we are having a great time now, could we have done this 10 years ago? Probably not. Neither of us were in a place or frame of mind to accept this, maybe personal insecurities about our relationship, ourselves, work…; the truth is ; we just weren’t ready.
Though D regrets not ‘getting around’ more before we met. Certainly making up for it now.
She assured me she had told Phil she would see him on the basis it was fun for each other, but he’d have to accept she is very happily married. If anything came out of the window, it would not be marriage threatening for her, and if they were sensible their professional lives would not be involved. He said he had to be discreet and couldn’t afford scandal, for his job, the business but also for his family, as they were quite old fashioned, though his sister was and is a wild child, her husband was run ragged with her games. (but he was OK with an affair’), the ‘arrangement’ she suggested could potentially make him vulnerable. To what, blackmail?? Bit theatrical! She agreed, as long as it’s fun it’s fine. All ok.
Out of the blue, he invited her to his cousins wedding in Surrey, on 16th June as his +1, a lot of the family will be there.
Is this wise? What happened to keeping their heads down. Remove the rings? She said, yes to the invitation but no to removing the rings. I’m secretly quite pleased! Wise? Well the jury’s still out on that.
I raised the idea of a friendly taxi driver again, they would be able to drink and it might bring an air of respectability for her and fun for all. She needed to think about it. After about an hours consideration, she thought it risky, but a wicked idea, loved it. ‘Could you handle it, though?’ Yes. Then I thought, how will I make this work?
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It is good you two to have had the conversation again, it is important to keep checking in, even still it may go wrong but that is part of the lifestyle
For the taxi think more of a airport service, so no need for taxi plates etc, D can say, she has a local man, has done for years he is very discreet, a number or her GF use this service for discreet “outings”
You need a big ish car, as airport cars are on larger size, set the car up, clean and empty of person effects, water in the back, I would dress in trousers shirt tie, put D in the back refer to her as Ms or Mrs, better still do not talk unless asked a question
Drop off then pickup, as you will be driving, so a may not see much
What would D cover story be, you are alway for the weekend, would Phil not say why not stay over at Phil’s place
As for connection, there is a lot written about women wanting a “connection” which ie feelings, but this is not the same as shared history, if your relationships is based in solid foundation, then FWB/connection/feelings are normal, the difference may have been Roger, that could have just been lust, now that D is a hotwife, she can have any man she wants with your support, her threshold for a “connection” is much lower, she know this new FWB is only a side hobby
Some woman have the same FWB for years other turn them over every so often, it is a bit early for D but some woman have a few FWB to balance out feelings
For the taxi think more of a airport service, so no need for taxi plates etc, D can say, she has a local man, has done for years he is very discreet, a number or her GF use this service for discreet “outings”
You need a big ish car, as airport cars are on larger size, set the car up, clean and empty of person effects, water in the back, I would dress in trousers shirt tie, put D in the back refer to her as Ms or Mrs, better still do not talk unless asked a question
Drop off then pickup, as you will be driving, so a may not see much
What would D cover story be, you are alway for the weekend, would Phil not say why not stay over at Phil’s place
As for connection, there is a lot written about women wanting a “connection” which ie feelings, but this is not the same as shared history, if your relationships is based in solid foundation, then FWB/connection/feelings are normal, the difference may have been Roger, that could have just been lust, now that D is a hotwife, she can have any man she wants with your support, her threshold for a “connection” is much lower, she know this new FWB is only a side hobby
Some woman have the same FWB for years other turn them over every so often, it is a bit early for D but some woman have a few FWB to balance out feelings
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
O - D must really be quite something with all her 'side' guys seemingly regularly inviting her to one type of function or another.ocean wrote: ↑Sun Jun 04, 2023 5:56 amSunday morning.
It’s going to take weeks to get the smile off her face. I too am getting extra attention; which, in fairness, is only right.
While we had breakfast we discussed the previous evening, as she had been ‘raving’ about Phil, was there a risk of infatuation or deeper feelings? Time to take stock? We talked for quite a while about our relationship, where we were, where we’re going and I was reassured that she very firmly stated we were OK, neither of us need worry at all!
This really was a ‘hobby’, which would stop if either wanted it to. She admitted to feelings for Chris and Phil, saying she couldn’t be intimate with someone if there wasn’t a chemistry, a fancying of the other person. Which I had to agree. She said Roger was a surprise in more ways than one, but she did like him.
We had said why didn't we do this sooner, but the reality is although we are having a great time now, could we have done this 10 years ago? Probably not. Neither of us were in a place or frame of mind to accept this, maybe personal insecurities about our relationship, ourselves, work…; the truth is ; we just weren’t ready.
Though D regrets not ‘getting around’ more before we met. Certainly making up for it now.
She assured me she had told Phil she would see him on the basis it was fun for each other, but he’d have to accept she is very happily married. If anything came out of the window, it would not be marriage threatening for her, and if they were sensible their professional lives would not be involved. He said he had to be discreet and couldn’t afford scandal, for his job, the business but also for his family, as they were quite old fashioned, though his sister was and is a wild child, her husband was run ragged with her games. (but he was OK with an affair’), the ‘arrangement’ she suggested could potentially make him vulnerable. To what, blackmail?? Bit theatrical! She agreed, as long as it’s fun it’s fine. All ok.
Out of the blue, he invited her to his cousins wedding in Surrey, on 16th June as his +1, a lot of the family will be there.
Is this wise? What happened to keeping their heads down. Remove the rings? She said, yes to the invitation but no to removing the rings. I’m secretly quite pleased! Wise? Well the jury’s still out on that.
I raised the idea of a friendly taxi driver again, they would be able to drink and it might bring an air of respectability for her and fun for all. She needed to think about it. After about an hours consideration, she thought it risky, but a wicked idea, loved it. ‘Could you handle it, though?’ Yes. Then I thought, how will I make this work?
Taxi thing - nothing more than a fake uber sticker would probably work. Nothing like going along for the ride, as your providing it.
Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Hi Long Lurker , thanks again for the input.
I am biased, but I think she is quite a girl. She's beautiful, great figure, witty, smart, I could and do go on. Her confidence has grown enormously over the past few months and as she said she's making up for lost time. She's does normally get a lot of attention, but recently more attention than normal possibly due to her self awareness and putting herself out there, I also think a positive mental attitude goes a long way, quite infectious.
My personal jealousies are still there under the surface and I must admit to still having reservations, if I'm honest progress is a little too quick. At the moment I feel like a passenger hanging on. I just hope that if I do need to shout stop - she will.
Again, my concern is that both guys seem too keen, too soon, I suppose the same can be said of D, so I am watching closely.
For the present we're both getting a buzz from this, which started off as a tryout and is gaining momentum.
The wedding invitation was a shock for us both, (probably no-one else available - harsh) both of us are unsure but he's put her on the spot, so she's agreed.
Both Chris and Phil have treated her as their girlfriend and I guess where they go - she goes. It's been relatively local so far.
As for the car, I have a saloon which I love, she hates it, but it fits the bill perfectly. Speak soon.
I am biased, but I think she is quite a girl. She's beautiful, great figure, witty, smart, I could and do go on. Her confidence has grown enormously over the past few months and as she said she's making up for lost time. She's does normally get a lot of attention, but recently more attention than normal possibly due to her self awareness and putting herself out there, I also think a positive mental attitude goes a long way, quite infectious.
My personal jealousies are still there under the surface and I must admit to still having reservations, if I'm honest progress is a little too quick. At the moment I feel like a passenger hanging on. I just hope that if I do need to shout stop - she will.
Again, my concern is that both guys seem too keen, too soon, I suppose the same can be said of D, so I am watching closely.
For the present we're both getting a buzz from this, which started off as a tryout and is gaining momentum.
The wedding invitation was a shock for us both, (probably no-one else available - harsh) both of us are unsure but he's put her on the spot, so she's agreed.
Both Chris and Phil have treated her as their girlfriend and I guess where they go - she goes. It's been relatively local so far.
As for the car, I have a saloon which I love, she hates it, but it fits the bill perfectly. Speak soon.
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Ocean, we can all understand your feelings, yes D has rushed at this, but why not, as you said yes, and she has had afars and plaid the sexy game with others, you both opened all this up on both sides, so sounds like you have a solid relationship, now you have added trust
As for Chris and Phil you have said it, D know she has your support, D is sweeting sexual energy, any man is going to want to have her as often as he can, as they do not know when D will move on, as for the speed with Chris, she was following and did not saying no, so he was pushing, I would have done the same
and he already had an interesting cycle of friends, D was dropped in at the deep end, sink or swim, Chris would have shown D a lot more.
I think I you are correct in the wedding, he just needed someone as plus one, D can still say no, hubby will be at home so I can not get away
You could take this is a different direction, maybe some lifestyle connections, true bulls, so you 2 can play together or meet couples for swapping, then you both be in charge of the speed, maybe this is something for latter when D has got over her initial rush
As for “ My personal jealousies are still there under the surface and I must admit to still having reservations, if I'm honest progress is a little too quick”
What is driving this, the worry what impact will
All this have on your own relations, or it is all one sides, D said you should have your own hobby, easy said harder for man than a woman, fact if life
Speed issue is just new energy, saying that D has had 5 new men in 2 months, some woman on this group have 2-3 a week at the start of there journey, the positive said she will dump and move on
As for Chris and Phil you have said it, D know she has your support, D is sweeting sexual energy, any man is going to want to have her as often as he can, as they do not know when D will move on, as for the speed with Chris, she was following and did not saying no, so he was pushing, I would have done the same
I think I you are correct in the wedding, he just needed someone as plus one, D can still say no, hubby will be at home so I can not get away
You could take this is a different direction, maybe some lifestyle connections, true bulls, so you 2 can play together or meet couples for swapping, then you both be in charge of the speed, maybe this is something for latter when D has got over her initial rush
As for “ My personal jealousies are still there under the surface and I must admit to still having reservations, if I'm honest progress is a little too quick”
What is driving this, the worry what impact will
All this have on your own relations, or it is all one sides, D said you should have your own hobby, easy said harder for man than a woman, fact if life
Speed issue is just new energy, saying that D has had 5 new men in 2 months, some woman on this group have 2-3 a week at the start of there journey, the positive said she will dump and move on
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Remember that it is important to have some "us time" with your wife.
So, try to pause the game for a week or two, so you can reflect on how you both are feeling and talk about your expectations.
So, try to pause the game for a week or two, so you can reflect on how you both are feeling and talk about your expectations.
When you are lying of your death bed, you only regret the things you did not do.
The most beautiful woman in the world is the woman lying naked and sweaty next to me.
The most beautiful woman in the world is the woman lying naked and sweaty next to me.
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Re: Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start
Do you or D have an interest in bringing everything out into the open with Phill where you can the watch or participate or do you both like playing the cheating wife game