Yeah, These Are Questions I Like To Get Answers To.

Things took an interesting turn for us last night. It was just before 7pm, I was sitting out the back having a beer, chatting with our kids (well, young adult offspring). Louise came out and said she had decided she was going to go to the shops, she wanted to go and get a bit of Christmas shopping. She gave me a funny look, which I totally misinterpreted. It was meant to tell me she wasn’t really going shopping, I took it to mean “don’t ask,” as in she was probably going to get something for me.

I started to think it was a little bit strange when she wasn’t home by 9:00pm and, when it got to nearly 10pm, I started to get quite worried. So, I did what we always do in and checked her whereabouts via find my phone. I was surprised to see she was at Tom’s house.

I guess I was still in dumb arse mode. I figured she must have bumped into him at the shops, I wondered if she had gone to his house for a drink, or a coffee, thinking it was probably to meet his girlfriend. Either way, I could relax, I knew she was somewhere safe and I soon fell asleep.

Yeah, obviously I was wrong about why she was there and I was surprised to see it was after midnight when she got home. Being the typical Louise, she had a question she had to ask first.

She needed to know when the kids went to bed and if they knew she was late.

I reassured her that they were in their bedrooms, not necessarily asleep, well before they’d have realised anything was up. It was highly unlikely they’d notice she wasn’t home, even if they’d come out of their rooms for some reason.

Apparently, Tom had sent her a message, asking how she was. She told him great and he said he’d been better when answering her reply question. It seems his girlfriend wasn’t as ready for something serious as he was and had told him she wanted to cool things off a little. She even went on a date with someone else last weekend.

It’s not like he’s heartbroken or anything, just a little bummed out and was feeling a bit lonely. So, Louise had called him, they chatted a bit and she told him she wished she could cheer him up by coming around and sucking his dick. Funnily enough, he accepted the offer. I could tell by the hot wetness between her legs that she’d ended up doing a lot more than just sucking his dick too.

She did do that by the way, sucked his dick, but they also fucked twice. She was tired and ready to sleep by the time she’d told me enough to get an overview of what happened. She asked me if I was mad, which of course I wasn’t, and confirmed it for herself by feeling for and the squeezing my hard on. She told me I should rub her arse and jerk off on her back, I knew she was too tired for anything else and, besides, it sounded like a fine idea to me.

She was still in bed when I wrote most of this. We did have breakfast together and she confirmed what I had been wondering all morning. Yeah, their friends with benefits thing is back on, for a while at least. Tom will probably find someone to start dating sometime soon, he does want something serious but he also told her he had come to realise he missed what they had going. Especially the hot sex they had one on one.

That’s it I guess, for now at least. I’m filled with a lot of thoughts this morning, and emotions I guess. There’s intrigue for starters, I wonder what is going to happen. There’s anticipation, I think our own sex life was at it’s most explosive around the times she fucked Tom alone. The strongest of all is that intense, exquisite, exciting, hard on inducing jealousy. It’s had my blood flowing southwards all morning and, no doubt, it will continue to do so at least until I get some alone time with Lou later today or tonight.

Yeah, me too.

Yes, what they said. Couldn’t say it any better myself!

The truth about her day with J

Following on from my earlier, embellished post about Louise’s first and only (so far) visit to J’s place, I feel like telling a bit about her description of how it really went. I deliberately made him out to be a bit of a BDSM master, or at least I tried to do that. It was even how he talked himself up a few times, in texts and on the phone before they did actually meet up. Funnily enough, she said he is actually quite shy, he did try though and it sounds like there was bit of bluff and bravado even on the day. She also said it was quite clumsy at times but she thought it was “really cute.”

All in all, it sounds like it has actually helped her like him quite a lot. I get that too, if he was totally confident, perhaps even a bit arrogant, then he’d be far less likely to be someone she is attracted to.

I won’t mention his profession but he is loaded, his house really is amazing (apparently) and they really did sit out the back, by the pool, with a bottle of her favourite wine. He didn’t give her a foot massage then (it came later) but he did, nervously, start to try his bondage master thing. He did take her inside in the way I said but he didn’t tie her up. The massage, with the hot oil, was real. It was done in his bedroom and, apparently, it was really, really good. After that, he put a collar and a lead on her and he led her with that to the “dungeon” he had tried to set up in another bedroom. They did play with a couple of whips and a paddle, she said it was fun and he did actually do a good job of giving her backside a good stinging, something she has always liked.

They did have sex then too. Lou said that is certainly one thing he did not exaggerate about, he felt really good and he knew what he was doing. Big pluses for his bedroom skills by the sounds of things.

She stayed for a few hours more after that too, they skinny dipped and then she got foot massage, out by the pool, wearing just a towel she had wrapped around her after the swim. That is something I find extremely erotic, more on that later. They also spent a bit more time in his bedroom, no more whips or paddles, just some hot sex.

I’m changing topics now, just slightly. I suppose nothing about Louise should really surprise me now, maybe I’m just slow on the uptake but the opposite still seems to be case. A really big surprise is how she is actually becoming quite a bit of an exhibitionist. That’s probably not quite the truest way to describe it but, as is the case with her sexual inhibitions, her misgivings about showing a bit of flesh are falling right away. It has usually been in response to a little dare from me, rather than her initiating something, but the big change has been how often and how carefree she is being about it.

She is now wearing a cheeky bikini bottom to the beach, she even took it off in the car park to change into a pair of a shorts, right in front of an older guy. We were at the nude beach a few weeks ago, we had a guy set up his towel quite close to us (as happens sometimes). Half jokingly, I whispered that she should open her legs for him, she did it without hesitation and laid there like that, giving him a really good look, for at least ten minutes. Recently, she stood outside and chatted with a guy from a round the corner, wearing nothing but a little and quite see through cover up.

Then, back to J and the latest big surprise. He has a group of mates who have a bit of a poker school going, they usually play once a month. Most of them are older and married but, sometimes, when it’s one of the single guys’ turn to host they add a “hostess” to the mix. They basically hire a lingerie waitress to bring them drinks, deal some cards and, occasionally, sit on some knees for luck. For a few extra dollars, the ladies usually end up naked too. Louise has been intrigued by this, ever since J first mentioned his card nights. She even asked me if I have ever done something like it (I have, it sounds exactly the same as something I went to a long time ago now). Of course, just because it’s her and she can be very nosey, she wanted to know all about the girls. What do they look like, what do they wear to begin with, do they have the guys hands on them all night long, do they do sexual stuff too, and so on? By the way, J said “a little bit” and “no, never” to the last of those two questions.

Both of us wonder if he was bull shitting her, baiting her, but he also said they had a more mature hostess come over one night. He reckons she is the best they’ve ever had, more real and much more fun to have around. He straight out asked Louise if she was interested, I guess he figured she was asking all the questions for a reason. She told him absolutely no, not a hope. But that was at first, a while ago. Now she is seriously thinking about doing it, I can tell she wants to but she is also scared shitless, mostly by the thought of being too old and the guys not liking what they see.

When she was at his house, they talked about it again, “hypothetically” of course. He asked her what I would think of it. In her special way, she told him I’d probably want to be there to see it. Of course, she is totally right.

He told her I’d be welcome to come, all the guys bring a mate along every now and then. We wouldn’t let on that the hostess is my wife of course. There’s one big problem, buy in usually $1000, chicken feed to these guys I guess but way fucking more than I’ve ever gambled. Plus, would she really want me there, watching a bunch of guys (most of them old) struggling to keep their hands to themselves? She says yes but I think not.

I wouldn’t believe it was even remotely real if it wasn’t on her list.

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Actually, I think it’s eleven now. I’ll have to check if all of them came in her mouth though…

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Interesting that I should come across this one after what happened last night for us! I’ll try to keep it short.

Louise went for drinks with the girls from work, she got home just after 9pm and basically dragged me straight to bed. She was very horny and very wet, so much so that I figured she must have stopped off at Tom’s on the way home or, better still, done something with someone else. It was neither though, she was just thinking about how lucky she was during her uber ride home. She said having an attentive and horny husband, and a handsome, sexy lover on the side might just be “the ideal situation” for all wives. As usual, with Louise, she must have sensed that I felt differently, at first she thought I wasn’t happy with the situation, which is not true at all. I am very happy, I just wouldn’t describe it as my ideal and we talked about that a bit more.

I don’t really know what it would be but I think we were closer to my “ideal” 9 months or so ago, when things were also at their hottest with Grant. One thing that is missing now is participation for me, being there to join in or just to watch occasionally. Tom doesn’t want that and, truthfully, I don’t want to be there with them either. Not anymore at least. Also, I think her break from Tom, while he was dating someone, was good for them. Things had normalised a bit, the fire had died down somewhat but now, after the break, it is at full on intensity again. Maybe even hotter than it ever was between them.

So, for me my ideal situation, as described to Louise before we feel asleep last night, would be for her to have several lovers on the side. They would each bring something different for her - Tom to bring the sensual, affair-style lover to the table, Grant to bring the big dick hard fucking and then one or two others to keep the variety and excitement alive. Maybe she’d even have a few months off from each of them every now and then, see if the same thing happened as has with Tom.

Plus, being greedy, I said my ideal would also include other guys. Short term flings like with my mate Steve. One night stands and I added, a little tentatively, threesomes and moresomes every now and then. I didn’t even get a slap (which I expected) for that and she reminded me there is still also Tony, her masseur, and the promise of more threesomes with him.

I was feeling bold so I added “more masseurs” to the list too. I reckon, “mmm, that would be really nice,” was the last thing she said before she fell asleep.

I was hard and could have gone again and I lay there for quite a while before I too fell asleep, wondering what might happen next. There’s lots of scenarios running through my head, which reminds me that I still have her revealed fantasy to write about some time.

Yep, exactly.