Hello Everyone, Friends!

When we started talking about the whole hotwife fantasy, one of our early “rules” was that she would send me photos if there was ever a time that I wasn’t there. The reality has been nothing like that, the guys she has been with aren’t really into it and, more importantly, who wants to interrupt the excitement and flow of what is happening to get a photo! She did send me one recently though, her new friend J suggested it and took one showing a bit more than this pic. I’ve gotta say it was a nice surprise, especially her little message that indicated they were getting ready for round two.

Old friends and old truths.

I recently caught up with an old mate, one I had not seen for well over twenty years. We had a good night, we talked a lot of shit about how good we were and laughed at plenty of good times. We actually dated (well, lived with) sisters for many years, neither of us ended up marrying those two girls but we were pretty much brothers-in-law for the better part of fifteen years.

Talk got onto the two sisters and the subject of cheating came up (he and the sister he was with both cheated on each other towards the end). I told him how I had always suspected my one had cheated on me in the early days of us starting to live together. I walked into the kitchen of the first place we shared one day, I was almost certain (just not quite) that my mate, a different one, had been feeling her up. He kinda stepped back, pulled his hands away from her arse and looked all guilty. It was one of those moments that didn’t gel at first, it wasn’t until later that night that I started to think about what I had seen.

Back to catching up with my former almost BIL. It must have been the way I looked at him when I said I had suspected her. I was definitely fishing, seeing if he knew anything to quell all those years of curiosity but I certainly did not expect an apology. An apology for fucking my ex, it seems he enjoyed both sisters treats along the way - something I dreamed of many times, I always thought the older one (his partner) was way hotter. Anyway, he was apologising to me, thinking I had been onto him way back then. I was absolutely pissing myself laughing, the look on his face was pretty priceless.

I did ask him how many times before I told him what I was really intending to ask him about. Apparently it was a few, more than a few actually, he didn’t really remember. Maybe half a dozen times was the final number he settled on. The most interesting one, it seems, was on the beach one night when were camping, pretty much right next to where his girlfriend was sleeping (I was asleep in the back of my car, I remember the night well).

Anyway, once we finished laughing about that (I really don’t like her so it really was nothing but funny to me) I asked him about the other mate. He went a bit sheepish, like he felt guilty or bad for me. Then he just said yeah, and then he named another guy and said he did too. Apparently everyone knew the one I was suspicious about had fucked her one night, I now know they got busted in the back of a car by a couple of guys. Word got around (except to me) and another guy from the football club figured she was fair game. It seems she was.

So, I guess I was first cuckolded way back when I was a young man in my twenties. As I said I certainly had strong suspicions at the time, but I never did anything about it. Apart from when we broke up that is, I did throw in a cheap shot, saying I knew she had cheated on me. Thinking back on her face when I said it, now it makes sense. She looked confused, probably because she was wondering which time or times I knew about. That, in itself, is funny to think back on.

It never turned me on to think of her with other guys, nothing about her turns me on these days, no thoughts or memories. It never really bothered me at the time funnily enough, but it wasn’t something I wanted her to do more of. I can’t help but wonder though, did just knowing plant the seed for my fantasies somehow?

I have admitted it, I totally do/

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!

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