My Wife Me Asked Me How The Game Works, The Girls She Works With Were Talking About Playing It On A Night

Insecurities?

This whole thing is a bit of a jumble in my head, I hope I can make some sense of it here. I’ll start with something brief about Louise, especially about the Louise of a few years past. Whilst you could never describe her as a prude (obviously), it might surprise to say that Louise has a very strong conservative, or reserved, streak. Whilst there’s always been a private (mainly in bedroom) wild girl in there, it was never an outward thing. She has always dressed very conservatively, as an example getting her to show off some of her ample and sexy cleavage has always been a challenge. I have always tried to encourage her to let the sexy out but, equally, have always tried to respect her choices in the matter. That’s not to say we haven’t talked about it, we certainly have, at length. But, I suppose, I did not do a very good job of letting her know how I felt, not from the perspective of just how sexy she is to me nor from getting her to truly understand how big a turn on it is, for me, when she has done her sexy things.

I’m no psychologist, and I don’t intend to try to be on here, but I will share a couple of thoughts. Louise had a pretty conservative upbringing, there was lots of church, lots of “conditioning” about being a lady, all that stuff like sex before marriage being sinful and so on. Not that there was anything wrong with it, then or looking back now. I love her dear mom to death in fact, it is simply just part of her reality. Then there was her partner before me. He was a super jealous type, he wanted her to look pretty, and even sexy, but she was never “allowed” to wear dresses as short as she should have. The good old cleavage was totally out of the question too. She was “allowed” to wear bikinis at the beach, but they had to be conservative ones. She had even told me a story about how she wanted to get more of a tan and had bought her first skimpy-ish bikini, thinking he might be ok with it once he saw it. Well, he wasn’t but, good for her, it didn’t stop her wearing it a few times when he wasn’t around.

It is totally different with me. I desperately want her to wear little bikinis, see through ones too. Short dresses, cleavage, sexy underwear - all fantasy stuff. Of course she knew all of that, I have written about some games about dares we’ve messed with, and loads of them were based on such things. I have written the whole story about one of the most adventurous times, an especially naughty and one, and it’s fair to say that every now and then she would surprise me with something sexy. Not often as sexy or naughty as that day, nowhere near it in fact, but still more than enough to stir my pulse up a ton. We do go to the nude beach a lot, she has done some sexy bend over type of stuff, just at the right time. She has worn some moderately see through dresses without underwear on occasion. Things like that. But, from my perspective, such exciting things have been few and far between.

But, as I said, she certainly is not a prude. To give the balance of it, I’d say she is like 90% shy and conservative, 10% sexy and wild thing. That’s now, a few years ago it would have been more like 95/5, when we first met it was probably 99/1. That’s in public of course, she was awkward quite wild in private, from the time we met. Well, as far as monogamous wild goes at least.

One afternoon, a few weeks before Christmas, we were talking about this kind of subject matter. I guess she was right, actually I don’t guess, I know she was. I’m not proud of it but I had gotten a bit surly, we went to the beach that particular morning and things didn’t pan out like spoiled me had anticipated. We’d shared a bottle of wine the night before, things had gotten sexy and she said she would wear one of her rather see through cover ups to the beach the next day. She was going to wear one of my favourite bikinis under it and had even accepted a little dare to walk back from the nude beach without the bikini bottom on under the cover up. I guess I got my hopes up a little too much and was disappointed when she didn’t go through with it the next day. She called me on my surliness, fair enough too, and asked me why it mattered so much to me. She actually said she didn’t understand why I would sulk just because my wife decided not to “show her arse and pussy to every man and his dog in the beach car park.” That was the gist of it, that and a fair bit more too. Deservedly.

Maybe I had never picked the right words before, maybe she just hadn’t heard them. More likely, I was too careful with what I had said, always trying to not overstep things. But, regardless of why, my true and naughty feelings about it came out that afternoon and I think she heard them. Fully.

Oh, duh, before I go on, there is another factor that held Louise back. Insecurity. We’re not exactly spring chickens anymore and Louise just does not (maybe did not, we’ll see) believe that a woman of her age should be flaunting anything more than a bit of leg. Mostly lower leg at that. Haha. Most of the time she just does not think she looks sexy, she doesn’t like a few things about her body and that seriously adds to her reluctance.

So, back to the conversation of that afternoon. I wouldn’t say it got heated but we did express ourselves with some animation. She called herself a “fucking old woman,” and said it would be ridiculous to run around in g-string bikinis and naked under see through dresses, especially looking the way she does.

Oh, somewhere during the conversation, she also asked if I’d be happier if I was married to some “fucking exhibitionist.”

At first I just tried to clarify that I had never asked for g-strings. I guess, in all fairness, I did comment a lot about her thong bikini. But I thought she knew what I liked and I really just meant a couple of bikinis that are a little bit cheeky in the back, and they show her boobs a bit better than the full cover wired up things. Then I got the guilts, I felt really bad for pushing her to do something she didn’t want to do. She said something about how she would love to if she still felt sexy and I told her I didn’t really understand that, I think she is still very sexy and I said how I have been proud of her every time she has shown off, a little or a lot. I said I am always proud to be with her and how lucky I still feel to have found her. I told her I am proud to be beside her when we go out, how I am proud to walk down the beach with her, in any bikini and how I’d be over the moon proud for her in her cheeky ones. Something like that.

She said she didn’t know that and she thanked me for saying those nice things. It got me a little bit frustrated again, to be honest. I have said it many times and, once again, I tried to tell her I wasn’t just saying it, I meant it and I do.

We were good though, we ended up nearly getting it on in the pool and had some very satisfying, loving sex that night. I thought that was the end of it.

Then I went out for a few beers one afternoon, a couple of days later, with a few mates. We ended up staying out way longer than I had expected, I didn’t get home until nearly midnight. I had texted Lou to tell her, no issues there, and my late night meant that she ended up talking to Tom.

I actually want to write the whole background story to Tom sometime, just to get it all out for myself really. For now though, he did something he also did for Louise quite a while go. He made her feel good and, while doing so, he totally reinforced the things I had been trying to tell her. She told me a good deal about their conversation, this is obviously third hand but I think I’d have it pretty close. They had gotten on to our conversation, she asked him to tell her what he truthfully thinks.

He told her yes and so what she if is her fifties. He told her most men wouldn’t believe if they knew. I think that is true by the way, and have said it myself, several times. He told her yes, she has a body that shows she has had children and, again, so what. He told her he thinks she is incredibly sexy (something he told her years ago too) and, best of all, he told her off. Well, sort of.

“Louise, how do you think he feels (me) when you don’t believe it when he says your sexy. Your husband is not only complimenting you, he is telling you that in his eyes you are the sexiest woman in the world. For fucks sake, from what has he said about what we do, your sexiness and your sexuality is all he thinks about.”

Something like that anyway, whatever the exact words were he nailed it. Haha, it proved that they talk more about me than I ever knew too.

He also said something like, “do you really think I would have tried to fuck you for years, that I’d still be want to fuck you all the time if you weren’t.”

Somewhere in the conversation they talked about a very cheeky red bikini she has and the only time she ever really wore it in public. It was at a resort pool a couple of years ago. I totally busted a guy, who was at least ten years younger than us, getting a really good look at her arse (in all fairness she was basically on her knees, in doggy position, adjusting her towel when he walked behind her, right as I got back from the bar). Anyway, I took photos of her in that bikini, and she hates them, she says her arse look huge, she hates her cellulite and so on.

But, that night, when they talked, she sent a couple of the photos to Tom. He can be a dirty bugger (something she loves) and he told her he was going to jerk off to them when they got off the phone. He actually texted her later and told her he should have sent a cab to pick her up, jerking off was good but he would have preferred the real thing. Well, lucky him, his talk got her quite hot and bothered and he did get some the next day, when I was too hungover to do much at all.

Oh yeah, she also got a happy new year message from Grant, one that also made her feel good. Now, I would not be surprised if our Tom put him up to it, or mentioned something but, either way, he did well. He told her “happy new year sexy” and that he missed her “hot arse.” The latter comment came after a few more texts that make me wonder if we might still see some more of Grant yet. I do hope so.

From there, things have changed, just a little bit at least. We had our Christmas away and she caught a really bad flu on the way home. But she is feeling better now, finally, and we’ve had some nice times around the pool over this last week. I an exciting development (for me), she has started wearing a couple of her tiny little, very see through “dresses” around the house (they’re barely big enough to be t-shirts). She knew they are my favourites and that I always wanted her to wear them more, even just for me at home. That’s really all that has happened with it but it has had my blood flowing southwards in a very nice way.

We haven’t been yet, but she also hinted she would be wearing a sexy, new bikini next time we go to the beach. I almost don’t want to go the nude beach, so that I can see her in it the whole time!

Then, we stood outside yesterday afternoon, out the front of our house while the dog went for a pee. She had on one of the little dresses and hugged me. I had my hand up her dress, on her arse, anyone who went past would have gotten a good look and she did not care at all. She even said maybe the guy across the street saw from his window and how she’d bet I liked that. She was right, my downstairs mate showed her just how much I liked it too.

Then, when we went to bed, she said she had not forgotten her six in six month promise she’d made (to do six out of ten dares in six months) and she also said she is still determined and confident. Even though three months have already flown by. This wasn’t the intent of this note but I feel like doing a check in, sorry.

1. Have sex with more guys since you've been married than you had sex with before. - She only needs one more and I am fairly sure something with J is just around the corner.

2. Give two guys just a blowjob only. - No idea how she could arrange this. They don’t have to be together but just finding two is tricky.

3. Have an MFF threesome. - I reckon almost no chance in my lifetime, let alone the next few months.

4. Let me watch her get an erotic massage. - This turned out to be easy, she arranged it the day after I had decided on my top ten list. It was quite simple really, it just required me to tag along for a visit to her regular masseur, some thing we already knew he was ok with. We did it a couple of days later and it was amazing).

5. Wear a bikini that goes see through when wet, then get wet. Or wear a very small or micro bikini. - I relented on this one a little, she has several cheeky bikinis with sexy tops and I said any of those will more that suffice. Her new one fits the bill perfectly.

6. Go braless in public while wearing something a bit see through - no chance, unfortunately.

7. Have someone cum on you and pic for hubby or give someone a blowjob and pic for hubby. - in her words - easy.

8. Have sex with a stranger. - This is something that would have been out of the question until very recently, now she is dirty talking about it and getting turned on by the thought. We just have to come across someone, at the right time, in the right moment, who meets her justifiably picky tastes. I think it will be difficult.

9. Let a guy feel your bare boobs - made more difficult by me qualifying that it has to be someone new and not someone she has sex with.

10. Answer the door bottomless - it’s just the silly old pizza dare and I don’t know why, but I have a hunch this might happen. It’s relatively easy, from a logistics perspective and there’s more chance of this than going braless I reckon.

Will, that’s it. My intent was really just to talk about her little insecurities and how the two guys, Tom especially, may well have helped her overcome them. I ended up adding more, as usual, including the dares stuff. But, seeing how I did mention it, one (number 4) from the targeted six isn’t her ideal score at the half way point. I’m almost certain she is going to get number 1 soon, with the guy J that she has been talking to. In fact, if she hadn’t got sick I reckon she would have been with him during my recent work trip away. I’d say 5 and 7 will be easy, can she get two more? Haha, all in all it doesn’t matter, it is all just a bit of fun and spice to add to the adventure we’re on. She is definitely feeling good about herself again, after a serious lull that I didn’t really see or understand and that is the best thing so far this year!

Footnote: we tried to make plans to head away for our January holiday weekend, we almost got there too, until she found she had to work until late today (the Friday). I am still sure she is up to something and I have a hunch the weekend had something to do with it. I’m not asking though. The surprise, when it comes, will be worth the almost agonising wait.

Ten Years Part 2

Screw it, I can’t sleep, I’ll write some more.

Things have been rough for Louise and I, since I saw that text. Better now and I am thankful for that.

I didn’t say anything, I didn’t have to. As always, she picked up something was seriously wrong and, the next night, she confronted me about it. She actually had not even picked up on the significance of that comment from Tom and, at first, tried to pass it off as nothing. She knows me well though, she sighed and told me the time had come to do what she had wanted to do for a long time. Tell me the whole truth. It took a while, it all came out over a few days, with a lot of soul searching, especially on her behalf. This is a way shorter version than the reality of where our conversations went. At my insistence, she told me every detail, at least every detail she can remember. I am 100% certain I know the whole truth now.

In 2014, she went to a weekend carnival with the kids. Everyone went to dinner on the Saturday night, they put the kids to bed and some of the adults ended up partying on a little. They passed around some chocolate that had been left on a table outside (it was summer), Louise had melted chocolate on her fingers and said “what’ll I do about this?” To Tom. Well, he took her hand and sucked the chocolate off, he took his time apparently. She got another piece and gave it to him, letting him suck her fingers as he took it with his mouth. One of the other mums (one who turns out to be one of the swingers our neighbour Anna told us about) saw it, she came over and whispered that they could borrow their bedroom if they wanted. Lou said she could feel herself blush, Tom winked at her.

Sometime later, they all left to go to bed. Tom called her and told her was melting some chocolate and wondered if she’d help him eat it. She fucked him that night.

She told me the guilt “nearly killed her.” Tom flirted with her a lot after that night and asked her many, many time to do it again. She didn’t, not until a training camp in 2017. She went along as a parent helper, she admitted she knew they would do it if they got the chance. Yes, they did, in a similar way. She snuck off to his room after the kids were all asleep. She fucked him a couple of times that night.

There was an incident between those two times too, earlier in 2017. It was at a school camp, I was there. There was lots of late night parent partying that weekend and, on the second night, many of us sat around the fire, down by the lake in the camp grounds. Several of the women and a couple of the guys went for a walk around the shore, to the jetty. I followed along a while later, not suspecting anything at all, and met Louise on the track, she was walking back to the fire. I learnt that if I had been a few minutes earlier that night, I might have busted them coming out from behind some bushes. They were heading back, he had dragged her off the track. They had done some heavy kissing and good old Tom had his hand in Louise’s pants for a couple of minutes. He told her then that he was going to fuck her again sometime. He did a few months later, as mentioned above.

In 2019, I suspected they were having an affair. They actually started again because of me, after I first confessed my fantasies to Louise. I remember the night clearly, I was away, we had talked and it got naughty. By then she had told me she had gotten to know Tom, through the sports stuff and that he was someone she might consider. After we hung up, I sent her a message. Feeling brave I told her she should fuck him sometime. She said something like “what about if I did it tonight?”

At first my replies were of a “go for it nature.” Then I guess I got nervous, or scared, and I texted a few more times, asking if she meant it. She didn’t answer, I got more nervous and texted to say I didn’t know if I could handle it while I was away, I needed to be there. No answer. I called, no answer. A couple of hours later she called, she told me was really sorry, she had been doing housework and ironing and her phone was on charge (or something like that).

She had, in fact, been at Tom’s. She was sure it was ok by me and called him. He had been telling her he was going to fuck again ever since their last time, his kids were at their grand parents so it all fell into place. She even told him, that night, that she was allowed to do it and that it was all ok by me. He wouldn’t believe it though, he told her she shouldn’t tell me, not yet at least. When she saw my messages and missed calls she got too scared to tell me and went with his opinion.

She said she tried on so many occasions to tell me the truth. One thing she was right about was me any my suspicions, even though I had confessed my fantasies, I was struggling with thinking it was happening behind my back. I had read about all the “hotwife rules,” I was supposed to be the one in control and so on. The more I struggled with that, the harder it became for Lou to tell me the truth.

They didn’t stop though, not for quite a while at least. Louise says the longer it went, the harder it got to tell me. I remember the times she was nearly there, I thought she was going to confess several times but she chickened out and turned it back to fantasy talk. Or talk about how she thought I couldn’t handle it.

I said I was going to be short right?

They continued up until Covid lockdowns changed our lives. Even then they managed to steal a few sessions in Tom’s bed. He told her he loved her and asked her to leave me. She did tell him she loved him but she also told him her “heart belonged to her husband.” She kinda broke it off with him then, she said he had even agreed it was too serious (for him especially).

He got active in the dating scene, trying to find someone else, and was seeing someone for somewhere around a year. They still talked occasionally, Louise loves to be a sounding board and to give advice and, apparently, Tom needs lots of it (from a woman’s perspective).

Short right. He broke up with the other woman in 2021. He needed a “good fuck,” to move on and Louise, bless her, came to the party. Tom told her he had done a lot of soul searching and he was glad he hadn’t succeeded in breaking up our family. Interestingly, they came to their existing arrangement well before I knew and have been “friends with benefits” ever since. Mostly anyway.

The night of the “first” blowjob was almost the truth. They did go back to his place and, just as I had been told, she only sucked his dick. The lie was about it being the first time.

One last thing, for now at least. I asked her how many times, “rough estimate,” I said. She was crying at the time and she said she didn’t know, “probably hundreds of times.” She later said that was crazy, it couldn’t have been that many. But it was definitely dozens of times. Lots of dozens.

This sounds almost like an afterthought but it’s not, it’s just another part of a long story. She’d had several threesomes with Tom and Grant too, before the one I knew about She’d also had one with a different friend of Tom’s, someone I have now seen photos of (on Facebook) but have never met.

So, as per earlier posts of mine, her body count is actually one more than she let on.

I have been struggling lately, I’ll write more about that in another “short” instalment. Something really strange - Grant’s part in all the deception, I thought I really trusted him.

………

My name is Doug and I am an addict. It is true, I am addicted to everything to do with this whole hotwife thing. Most interestingly, I have recently realised my wife is also an addict, or should I say she is a-dick-ted.

Six out of Ten in Six Months

Following on from my latest two posts below, here is my final list of ten. From this list, Louise has agreed to do her utmost to do 6 of them in the next 6 months. After giving it a fair bit of thought, and through talking to her about it, my decision (in reality she had a lot to do with it too) has been to try and make it achievable without being too easy. Louise was ok with me not giving any her any in the list that aren’t ones that I really want her to do too. That is, there’s no easy ones that I could just take or leave.

1. Have sex with more guys since you've been married than you had sex with before.

2. Give two guys just a blowjob only.

- these two are particularly interesting. Until quite recently, I believed Louise had had sex with two guys before me, both long term relationships. The second guy, her ex husband was the super jealous and controlling one, he had always believed she had just just one partner before him. Even though he took great pleasure in telling Louise about all of his conquests he could barely handle that she wasn’t a virgin when they hooked up. When Louise and I met, she carried on with there just being the jerk husband and one before him. Over time, it became harder and harder to tell me the real truth. I do fully understand as I too had left a couple out of the equation, there’s a lot behind it all and suffice to say, here, that it is all sorted. The real number is four guys, the two serious relationship guys plus two others. One was just as she came out of high school, the real taker of her virginity. He got the lucky break when they partied at the beach, after their graduation. It was a typical first time, wham bam kind of thing, all over in no time, unfortunately for her. Oh, he wore a condom. The other guy was a cop, one who used to come into her old work a fair bit. It was in between the two serious relationship guys, she agreed to a date with him one night and then a second. She ended up back at his place after the second and the rest, as they say is history. They dated, and slept together, a few more times, he never got past the condom stage either. Then she met arsehole and, somehow, broke it off with cop guy to be with him.

- there was one other sexual experience, which happened in her year 11 at school. She had a bit of a boyfriend and ended up sucking his dick for a little bit at a party one night. She followed it up with a proper blowjob a few days later and then gave him a few more before they broke up a few months later.

- So, she has evened up the before and after me full sex count at four apiece. There’s just one more needed to beat that count but, as she is adamant she will do that easily, she also said she will beat the blowjob only count too. That does mean two guys would just get to enjoy that, and nothing else. I didn’t for it push it but she wants the challenge and reckons she will give it her best shot so I had to include it in the ten.

- Her confidence level is ten out of ten for number one. She says eight out of ten for number two, I have no idea how but we’ll see what she has in mind I guess.

3. Have an MFF threesome.

- I chose this as one of her very unlikely ones. She does know that the MFF signification is different to FMF too. Her confidence level is one out of ten (I think it’s really zero). I did leave out anything to do with me watching, just to give it a slightly better chance.

4. Let me watch her get an erotic massage.

- the erotic is intended to distinguish it from any type of sensual that is named that way because of fragrant oils, or sounds of the ocean, or something like that. The only other condition is that she must have at least one orgasm. Her confidence level is ten out of ten, lucky me.

5. Wear a bikini that goes see through when wet, then get wet or wear a very small or micro bikini.

- naturally, wearing these at home wouldn’t count, unless there’s people around of course. Her confidence level is five out of ten. Funny how that is lower then finding one guy to have sexual with, and two guys to give blowjobs to.

6. Go braless in public while wearing something a bit see through

- highly unlikely, unfortunately. But I have to try it on!

7. Have someone cum on you and pic for hubby or give someone a blowjob and pic for hubby.

- this is interesting, I decided to give two choices here but she is 100% confident on both and she’ll only count it as one!

8. Have sex with a stranger.

- this is the only one where I’ll allow a double up. She can do this and, obviously, still count it for number 1.

9. Let a guy feel your bare boobs

- somehow she is more confident on this than going braless in public. There’s no doubling up with this one, it can’t be a masseur nor can it be someone she has sex with.

10. Answer the door bottomless

- I chose this because a t-shirt and nothing else is the sexiest thing a woman can wear in my eyes. If the t-shirt is a little short at least. Likelihood is quite low, which is good for increasing the chance of other ones.

Talking Part 2.

We went to the nude beach on Saturday morning, it’s a place we just love to go to but it’s also a place where we do our most serious sex talking. We weren’t at the beach when I first revealed my big fantasy to Louise but it was the place where we most explored what it meant or, should I say, where I tried to explain and she tried to understand. Since then, it has definitely been a place we both associate with our sex lives, many of our little dares have been at the beach or on our way home from it and, as things have developed, it is where were have continued to play little games and talk things over.

It would be easy to say that winter contributed to us not talking enough because, after all, we had not been to our favourite place for several months. But, the truth is that we just got a little complacent. Things had still been exciting during winter but we had just both felt they had slipped a little. Anyway, that is behind us, for now at least, and we found ourselves at the beach, naked on a beautiful day, armed with some new and very interesting information from our neighbours.

I will most often start or steer our conversations onto the sexual side and I was eager to do so on Saturday. On reflection though, it was actually Louise who led most of the conversation, she too had some things on her mind and I was very, very happy to find out about all of them.

“How about that one?” I asked, very soon after we had set up and laid down to enjoy the sun. It was a question about another man, I used to ask if she would suck that guy’s cock but, over time, it had evolved to just that simple question.

“Umm, no way,” she replied. We don’t intend any disrespect to the guy in question but, even when I asked, I knew he wasn’t her type.

“Before you ask, I would with those two though, both of them.” She had motioned her head towards two obviously gay guys and yep, I could have picked that they would both get the nod!

From there, we quickly progressed to talking about Alan and Anna, especially about their little games. That, in turn, saw our conversation move to the little things we do or, specifically, had been doing less of recently.

I used to regularly send Louise some of the captioned Hotwife photos from here on Tumblr. Earlier, I found them a safe way to share things that turned me on, or things I fantasised about. After she had actually dipped her toe in the Hotwife waters, I started to send her ones that either “celebrated” things we/she had just done or ones that hinted at other things to try sometime. I didn’t really think she was into them, she never really said much about them at the time, but our conversation turned to some of those little memes and I learnt that she had actually found them fun and, especially, insightful. Because it was becoming apparent that they actually did have an effect, I asked if she would like me to send more, after all there’s practically thousands to choose from. So, we have a bit of a plan now, I will send her naughty memes, with my own comments on what I think about them, and she will tell me what she thinks too. She is going to do the same, find some of interest to send to me. I’m pretty sure it will be a lot of fun and, even better, it might plant some seeds for things to try and/or even be on the educational side (I’d just love it if it revealed something Louise might like to try).

Our conversation also covered our own “body count,” or Louise’s to be more accurate. I think I wrote earlier about a conversation we’d had about the subject and how I had said I fantasised that she’d end up having sex with more guys after we got married than she had before (yes, it was from a hotwife caption). We were messing around at the time and I got a bit cheeky and said she should go for at least twice as many as before. We ended up playfully “agreeing” that we’d go for ten guys, which would well and truly put us past twice as many than before our marriage. We had a point of confusion though, because we had been talking about New Year’s resolutions she had it in her head that the ten target was for 2024 alone. We did clear it up several months ago but, at that time, she said she was still going to try.

So, with it being December now, there is absolutely zero chance of getting to ten (the number is currently four), especially seeing how we’re going away to spend time with her family over Christmas (even without that it’d still be practically zero chance). However, I learnt that Louise had actually been thinking about other guys that she might add to the count. I was pleasantly and very surprised to hear what all about those thoughts.

First one concerns Grant, the guy she fucked regularly for a while there and I use term “fucked” because it is most appropriate with him. Whilst Louise sleeps with Tom, or has sex with him, maybe even makes loves with him, it is much rawer with Grant. They definitely fuck and it is exciting to watch. Anyway, Grant has a friend, one who Louise actually let me believe had joined in once before and he was always a chance to be included, it just never happened. I knew that Lou still talks and texts with Grant sometimes but I learnt that she has told Grant that he and his mate still owe her a threesome. The downside is that Grant has been seeing someone, he has said it doesn’t matter but it does to Louise. So, that takes it from a highly likely situation to a wait and see what happens one, more on the unlikely side of things unless Grant’s relationship status changes again.

Then there’s Tom. I also knew of a conversation they’d had quite some time ago regarding another friend of his, also named Grant. At the time, Tom had joked about him as a mate who was down on his luck, saying he needed someone to give him a good time to cheer it up. They’d looked at photos and Louise had confessed that she found him “very fucking sexy.” She’s just not sure on where the other Grant is at with his life now and, perhaps more importantly, whether Tom would be into setting something up. We agreed he feels like a 50/50 chance.

She also said she had thought about the two guys she had naughty massages with. Neither are her regular masseur, who she has had sex with plenty of times now, these two were both before him, we travelled interstate both times for those massages. The first of the two was definitely up for much more at the time, he was naked and hard for most of the massage. The second stayed clothed but she did notice he too had a bit of a hard on happening under his jeans. We both know the first guy would only need us to make an appointment and it would happen. The second would need the appointment and then it’d be a case of how bold Louise would get, to make something happen. They’re both something of a chance, if we can plan a trip away. Oh, I should say she is sexually interested in both of them. The first guy had the biggest dick she has ever seen in real life, bigger than Grant’s even. At the time, she figured she wouldn’t want to try something so big, now she’s at least a little bit curious. The second guy was one she found very attractive in his tight white t-shirt, he definitely had sexual appeal for her.

As we talked about those two guys, especially the second, Louise learnt something about my fantasies, something I just thought she knew. I said something along the lines of how I was hoping she would tell me she sucked the first massage guy’s dick. When she was telling me all about her massage (straight after it happened) she tentatively said he had put it in her hand and she squeezed it. Later that night, when she found out how I liked that, she confessed to playing with it a bit more than just a squeeze and how she had definitely been pulling on it when she had one of her orgasms. It was then that I hoped for more confessions, but there was no more to give. Anyway, on the beach on the weekend we clarified something that I thought she knew. My fantasies have always included her giving another guy a blowjob, she thought the fantasies were around her progressing things beyond sucking someone’s dick, that they needed her to have sex with someone. I don’t really know how, over the many years, that we still had that little misunderstanding but it is all clear now. Babe, watching you give a blowjob, or even hearing about it is a huge fantasy and a massively big turn on!

Our conversation digressed, down the blowjob path, for a while then. In a funny sort of way, it was despairing to find out that she would have sucked another guy’s dick for me no problems if she knew that would have been enough to really do it for me. For Louise, blowjobs held nowhere near the same level of taboo as “having another guy inside me” did for so long. Wow, I am still letting off some heavy sighs about that, but with a smile on my face at least.

Just reiterating something I have written before, I have always been a lucky man as Louise does love to suck my dick. Now we are absolutely clear on the fact that we would both love her to suck some more, it opens up a few more possibilities as there’s “plenty for guys that I would suck but not fuck.” Her words obviously.

I did ask for an example and was surprised to hear that her boss of over twenty years might be one, under the right circumstances. His wife, although lovely, does give him a really hard time and there has been plenty of times when he has confided in Louise. Well, Lou told me there’s been a few times when she has thought he could just do with a nice blowjob and now, just maybe, she’ll tell him one day. I had to ask what would happen if he didn’t take it well, if he wasn’t in to doing something like behind his wife’s back.

“Are you kidding, have I not told you how much he always flirts with me?”

She actually hadn’t and that’s a story we agreed to come back to after we had finished talking about everything else that was on our mind.

Then I asked again about the fact that he was married, and would she really do it with a married man.

“No, probably not, but it’d be fun to tease him about it,” was her answer.

We did talk some more about blowjobs, but I’ll just leave it at saying I am quite hopeful there will be some stories to write about in the near future.

That’s probably enough for part 2 as well, more to come when I get some more time.

Precisely!!!

Yesterday was fucking amazing, my biggest fantasy of all came true. Every bit of it and even more. Right in front of me and with me as part of the action. I can’t do it justice here, but I do want to write about the highlights. Even though, in reality, I’m really only talking to myself.

I’ll start with the trip home. After I told Lou how amazing she was, how amazing the whole thing was and how I could not thank her enough, I said that I thought she had been a bit harsh when she called him Mr Magoo. She reminded me that it was me who started to call him that, based on how she described him after her first visit. She had said he was older than she expected, that he was bald and wore thick, round glasses, and that she thought he was a little geeky. Admittedly, it was before she got to know him and made her connection with him.

“He has a big cock,” I said.

“Come on, it’s not that big,” she replied.

I agreed it is not nearly as big as Grant’s and I added it’s not as big as Steve’s either.

“You have to admit it’s bigger than Tom’s babe.”

“Yeah, it’s longer but not thicker,” she replied.

“You once told me Tom’s dick felt so nice because it was the same perfect size as mine.”

I got a slap on the leg for that but she didn’t say anything. I was definitely right in saying Tony’s is longer than mine, I reckon he has at least an inch on me. I think it is at least as thick as mine, it just mightn’t look it because of the extra length.

“Anyway, who cares,” I added. “You looked like you enjoyed it and that’s the main thing.”

“Well yeah, I enjoyed both of your dicks today babe, you know that right?”

……….

I was nervous as hell when we arrived, and it was obvious Tony was too. We started with a handshake and then some awkward conversation while Louise showered and got ready for her massage.

I took in the scene while we waited. He has a large property and does his massage work in what is basically a good sized granny flat. It has a working kitchen (just for tea, coffee and a range of drinks), which adjoins an good sized open area. He has it set up with a couple of couches, a big screen tv and what I later learnt was just his portable massage table. That table is where almost all of his clients get their massages apparently. To the side of that table, not far from an open doorway that leads to a bedroom and bathroom is a hospital style bed. It has the rails removed but still has all the electric adjustments still working. That is why he has it there as an additional massage table, he can adjust the height and even the position for the ladies he massages.

Louise returned from her shower in a fairly short time. She took off her towel (which in itself gave me a rush) and then took her place on the hospital bed table, which had been set up to an elevated position. I was about to take a seat on the couch when she told me no, there had been a change of plans, I was going to be part of the four hands massage she had decided she wanted.

Then came an uncomfortable part, for me at least. She told us she wanted her masseurs naked, I’m pretty sure Tony already knew that part but it was news to me. Still, I did as I was told and, despite how uncomfortable it felt, Tony and I were soon standing side by side, massaging one of Louise’s feet and lower legs each. To add to my discomfort, it didn’t take long for my dick to start swelling and, as much as I willed it not to, I pretty soon had at least a three quarter hard on. Just having Louise lying back, with her legs spread quite wide, in front if another guy was enough to get me ready to take matters into my own hands so to speak (I didn’t but I could easily have knocked one out right then).

Anyway, I wanted to set the scene without writing a long and detailed account of the whole two hours. We gave her a really good massage with some extra special highlights included, for me if not for Louise.

The first was when I was instructed to massage her neck and shoulders while he went back to her legs. After maybe ten more minutes of massage he started to touch her pussy, just a little at first then more and more, until he was actively fingering her and rubbing her clit. She started to moan and grabbed my dick then told Tony to go ahead and do it, to lick her clit.

One of my sub-fantasies, that Louise knows about, is for a guy giving her a massage to basically fuck her mouth. Just like they do in the pornos, with the girl’s head hanging back over the massage table. Well, I was the one who did the mouth fucking, while watching Tony go down on Louise. I came in her mouth in no time, I doubt that I made it to the thirty second mark. Then I stayed there, while she licked and sucked my balls, watching until she was hanging on for dear life, trying to keep his mouth on her pussy and clit as she bucked her way to her first orgasm.

The second happened when she was lying on her stomach. She’d be given a really good leg and back massage when Tony ask me if I wanted to watch him rub her arse. Of course I did but I must admit I thought he meant her arse cheeks. I guess I became mesmerised when he slipped the end of his thumb into her arse a couple of times, even more so as I rubbed her shoulders while he fully fingered her butt. Even though anal play is something we get up to occasionally, I have only very rarely ever played with her like he was doing. If that was unbelievable, I was blown away when he reach under her, to rub her clit with one hand while using a vibrator in her arse with the other.

She chalked up another “never done it with the husband” score with that one. It didn’t make it to by list of ten but, after watching her cum like that, I think I should offer her a point for it. Amazing.

Tony clearly liked it too, both of us were hard by the time she had that orgasm. He took her by the hand, after she came back to earth, and led her to the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed and watch her suck him before he fucked her slowly in a missionary position. Things sped up a little when he turned her over and fucked her from behind, she had her head in my lap when he made her cum for her third and final time for the morning. Then we swapped, I got my “sloppy seconds,” adding my second load to his quite quickly.

By the time we got home, I was needing more and, thankfully, my willing wife let me enjoy her pussy one more time before she had a shower and a much needed nap. I got to make love to her again that night, it was the first time I had cum four or more times in one day in many years!

Well, to stay things have quietened down since June would be quite the understatement. Louise met up with Grant in early June, when he came back to our home city for a long weekend. She stayed the night with him on the Saturday and got home just after noon on the Sunday, she was a rather tired girl.

Then, a couple of weeks later, she slept with Tom for one last time, her first and easily closest FWB. They had chatted during the week and Tom told her that he was thinking of trying to get a bit more serious with another woman that he had started dating (Louise did know about her). I was away at work and he took her back to the hotel where they first slept together. She told me she cried a little in the morning too, nothing to surprise me as I have known she has felt quite close to Tom for a while now. There’s nothing to threaten me in their closeness by the way, they were good friends to begin with and grew a little closer since things became physical between them. It was actually harder for Tom apparently, he had gotten to the point where he was quite jealous of the time Louise spent with his mate Grant and even the massages she has been having. Anyway, time will tell if things work out with his new lady I guess, I’m pretty certain Lou would be quite than willing for their little relationship to kick back off if it doesn’t work out.

Now Grant is in a similar boat, just a few weeks ago he told Louise he was bringing someone with him next time he came back home. He actually said he’s not fully serious yet and wanted to still see Louise, but she won’t have it like that. It’s not that she expects guys to be exclusive of course but she doesn’t want to have anything to do with them playing around on someone they’re in a relationship with. She did say things were cooling off with Grant anyway, her night with him in June was still fun (and she did have some amazing orgasms) but there’s just not the same spark, or connection, she really needs to keep it going. Like the sex was really fun but now let’s move on kind of situation.

That same thing happened even quicker with my friend Steve. The messed around a few times and then just stopped, we’re both sure he was a bit weirded out by having sex with his mates wife and, again, the connection (other than being friends) wasn’t really there. It was probably just right to finish up as it was, which is not to say something might not happen at another time of course.

Although the visits have been much less frequent that they were for a while, her massage guy is still in the wings. She has just found it harder to get the time to treat herself of late, things have been really busy with her work and, ironically I guess, I have been away with work more often which actually makes it harder for her to find the time to have a little fun (just by me not being around to share the load of being a mother and housekeeper). But, I’m home now for a few weeks and she does have an appointment next week.

So, with all of that, the intense sexual excitement between the two of us has also waned, just a little bit. I got home from my latest work trip just a couple of days ago, and did get a very welcome blowjob in the spa by the way.

Louise raised the subject, while we were still in the spa, just after that blowjob. As she usually does, she started off by asking me how I was feeling about things, was I having any regrets over what we have been doing for the last year or so. Of course I haven’t, no regrets whatsoever and I told her, if anything, I was hoping things would pick up for her somehow, sometime soon. She had been thinking along similar lines and told me she had some ideas

First of all, she reminded me of the sexual bucket list I sent her a few years ago. She had deleted it, out of her usual fear of someone (our children) finding it in her emails and wanted to know if I still had a copy. She said it might be fun to see how many items we would tick off as done now and, also, went on to suggest something new to do with it. I have now been tasked with getting the list ready for our first day of the beach for this coming summer season (I’m really hoping for some warm weather very soon!). We do talk about sex a lot when we’re together at the beach, it’s our little thing I guess, and she wants us to do a couple of things with the list. First of all is to go through it and talk about all the things that have been done, have some fun recounting a few things. I have to tell her my top three moments from all of it too, and the three biggest turn ons. That is going to be hard but not as hard as finding the three things I liked the least.

Then she told me to pick a number between one and ten. I’m dumb as a post sometimes, I wish I had chosen ten, or even nine but I said six. Then she told me I have to pick the top ten things from my bucket list (I am allowed to add new ones if I think of them) and she will do her absolute best to do six (my chosen number) over the next six months. You know, I very nearly said three, I’m so glad I didn’t.

So, I have some work to do, especially with trying to be creative with picking my next top ten from the bucket list!

I have admitted it, I totally do/