Decdoug - I Am Doug

I do and it’s been a while now…

My wife has asked me, several times, if I think she is a slut. Or if she is being too slutty for me. I really hate to use that word about her, I like to think I’d break a guy’s nose if he called her a slut.

Has she been a bit promiscuous? Yes. Is she wild? Yes.

Maybe @wifeshottie has commented with a better word to describe her. Is she a bit of a nympho? Yep.

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?

For sure…

My wife has pretty much said variations of almost all of these in the just the last few weeks. Short versions:

1. She asked if I want her to stop seeing other guys, I said absolutely not and asked what she wanted. She said she loves fucking other guys and what it does for us.

2. She asked if I think she is a slut, I said no but she disagrees.

3. Hmm, this is the only one not said.

4. She said she loves sex and wants more of it. She told me something that I found really hot, she has recently realised she cums really quickly when she fucks a new guy for the first time (it happened like that with me first time too). She thinks that, despite the inhibitions and reservation she had, deep down she has always wanted to fuck more guys.

5. She told me she sometimes daydreams about another “gang bang.” One where she spends another day by the pool and the guys just fuck her whenever they want.

6. Well, sort of. She said J is bigger than me, almost as big as Grant, and that she really liked how he felt inside her.

7. Exactly those words, about the guy at the nude beach. She also said “his dick looks really nice for sucking.”

8. This has been a common theme for us over the years. She always told me she loves sucking mine. Then she confessed to loving sucking her ex partners dicks. I recently learned about her first ever teenage blowjob and how much fun she thought it was. Talking about sucking on different guys dicks is now a fairly regular occurrence, I even know which of my friends she would and wouldn’t do it for (given different circumstances that is, mainly them not being married), there’s more woulds than would nots.

9. She always has. On her and in her.

10. I watched her get herself off in the shower just a few days ago (with the handheld shower head). She was thinking about J and his friends poolside at his house.

She has unrestricted permission, who will be next I wonder?

We had been on the phone, talking about the massage she’d had that morning. It was the first time she had taken things a little further with him, starting off with him being naked too. It was a bit of a surprise for me, even though I had hoped for escalation she had previously said she didn’t think he was really her type. That changed as she got to know him and as he got to know her body. I texted her a goodnight message and said I was very happy she’d had a good time. This was one of her quick fire replies.

Not bad for a 43 year old...

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.