Many of you have sent us emails and comments about our last posting...Rach's night without me and I wanted to thank you. I know we've not posted as much lately but I do think that we are getting more interested in writing more frequently again and will do what we can to keep you posted on our relationship and encounters.
Most overwhelmingly, the comments were positive. Some of you commented that we've now "crossed over" to a hotwife and cuckold relationship. I disagree but you are entitled to your opinion. Perhaps I am in denial but the feelings of butterflies were 1) a bit of jealousy...that I wasn't there, 2) a bit of fear...for Rach's safety more than anything else, and 3) a bit of insecurity...would she feel an emotional connection or say things that might be uncomfortable for her with me present?
At no time did I feel, or did Rach cause feelings of humiliation. There is no "baby he fucked me better than you ever will" or any other talk of how inferior a lover I am. I guess when I think of cuckold, and perhaps it's just my misinterpretation of the term, it involves some demand of humiliation. Admittedly, these encounters are new experiences every time and there are some things that her men will have or do that I don't or do not do. But, to me, that is not a cuckold. That is simply my desire to see her reach the pinnacle of sexual experiences and allows us to grow in trust and openness to each other.
I can tell you that we've talked about this evening quite a bit and all is good with us. We are stronger than ever together and the evening only fueled the fires of our love for each other. Rach had a very wonderful, if a bit short, evening and came home with a smile on her face and a warm, and somewhat disheveled, body to boot! We've re-lived the night a few times already and it is incredibly intense, a turn-on and has increased our conversation about possible similar encounters in the future (the answer is: most likely, yes. She will see men without me from time to time). It does burn in my chest, just a bit, when she talks of her evening but she has been, and always will be, my love. She is simply so very open, honest and reassuring of our relationship.
She reassures me that I am her man and that he was just in fun. I accept that from her because I know when I hear her voice and see the look on her face that she is not holding anything back from me. We love each other so magnificently, it really blows my mind sometimes. I wish all could feel the same intensity I feel toward my gorgeous partner.
Rach has agreed to post very soon telling her version of the evenings events. Since she was there and I was not, I am sure her details will be much better than anything I can write. I know a number of you are anxiously awaiting that post but I promise you, it will be forthcoming soon.
Thanks again for all the email letters of support. It's nice to see that so many of our friends haven't abandoned us in our drought of postings.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 19, 2008
Tonight Rach Went Solo
So, I know we haven't written much lately. I've been traveling for business quite a lot lately and Rach has simply been too busy with the girls and trying to respond to many emails on AFF and Eroticy. I am actually posting three entries tonight because I just realized, looking back, that we had saved these as drafts and not posted them here. So, if you are just looking at our blog for the first time in a while, you might want to read the next two as well cause they are old news that is new to our postings! Hope that makes sense...LOL.
So, tonight Rach called me as I was headed home from work. She had been corresponding with a man that was coming to town on business. He and his wife are into the swinging lifestyle and his wife has given him permission to go outside and play on his own when he travels away from home. She told me he was in town, staying at the Marriott and that she was feeling quite naughty and wondered if I could be home soon. When I asked her what was up, she said, "He wants me to come over to his room and fuck. Is that okay?" Now, I have to tell you, my first reaction was in the pit of my gut. She wanted to meet someone she had only talked to on AFF and thru instant messenger. We had never met this man in person before - either together or her alone. I know they had exchanged numerous IM conversations, shared photos and had talked on the phone. She had also talked to his significant other and had confirmed, at least with a woman's voice, that she did approve of them meeting.
I too had seen photos of this guy, Ken. He was quite the attractive man, six pack abs, nice lean body, great hair, the works! I have to admit to a bit of jealousy and that is hard to get out of me...LOL. But there was something about this that told me Rach really wanted to do this. It was something she had not pursued before and I was both turned on and jealous at the same time (know that feeling guys? too well, right?) So, I tried to take a breath and told her, I'll be home in about an hour. Go get ready. I'll pick up some dinner for me and the girls and you can leave when I arrive.
When I arrived home, Rach was in our room putting on a very sexy, off the shoulders, shorter summer dress - plenty of eye candy both top and bottom. We talked for a bit about what the situation was. They were to meet in the hotel lobby and if all went well, she was going upstairs to have some fun. Wow. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I know we haven't discussed it here much but we've talked about the idea of her seeing other men while I am not present. I'd even encouraged it. But now that it was a reality, I wasn't so sure. We had not yet explored her going off alone. What if the guy was not all he said he was? What if he tried to hurt her or wanted something more than just sex? Still, I trust Rach. She's a very intelligent woman, senses when things aren't quite right (women are admittedly better at this, in my opinion) and I had to show her the trust that she deserved.
She took a couple fingers to her hair, took one last look in the mirror and gave me a passionate kiss as she left. Of course, that's not all she did. As she left, she could see the half hard massive flesh bulging from my pants and patted me saying, I'll be back in a bit for that!
It was hard watching her leave but I put on my best face as she closed the door, opened the garage door and I watched her leave in her car (did she just pull out of the driveway quickly because she was really excited?).
While I watched some television with the girls and we had dinner, my phone buzzed. It was Rach. Part of me was hoping she was calling to say, 'you know, I changed my mind, I am coming back for that bulge in your pants instead'. Instead, she told me she was just pulling up and she was nervous. She got out of the car and was still talking to me as I heard the doorman open the door and she thanked him. She said, "I gotta go, sweetie. I'll talk with you soon." I could only reply with a "have a good time and be safe, my dear."
After dinner, the three of us went out for some air - me for a walk while they circled me on their bikes. I couldn't keep my thoughts off what was going on. It was strange knowing that, right at that moment, my wife was playing with another man while I was here, away from her. It was stimulating and gut-wrenching at the same time.
About 45 minutes after she had first called, my phone rang. It was Rach on her way home. 'Already?" was all I could say. She said they talked in the bar for maybe ten minutes before he asked her if she wanted to go up to his room. She said she knew from the moment she saw him that yes, she wanted to go right then and there. When they arrived, they made a couple seconds of nervous talk before kissing passionately. It was in no time that she had him pushed down on the bed and started unbuckling his pants. She said she couldn't wait to have him in her mouth. She had seen photos of his cock but she told me, "Baby, the head of his cock was much bigger than I thought. I could hardly fit it in my mouth. The rest of his shaft was not nearly as big but he had a really big head and I just so loved putting it in my mouth." Apparently Rach was in control of this situation and Ken was allowing her to take the reigns.
She said he kept stopping her saying he was close to cumming. "It was much too hot", she said. "I could feel him tighten up and I knew he was close. I had to stop and start with him three times. By the third time, I was so wet." I knew when she left that she wasn't wearing panties so it was no surprise when she told me she reached for his hand and showed him exactly how wet she was. She said, "I asked him if he had protection. He said yes and reached for a condom which I put on him. It was really hard getting that huge head of his inside the condom. I thought it would break for sure". I could feel my heartbeat quicken at this comment. Clearly he had a much larger head than me and this was extremely pleasing to Rach. She went on, "And, it was just so big I wasn't sure I could get it inside me. But once I popped his head in, the rest just slid right down on me because I was so dripping wet." She said that the sex was a bit disappointing though because he only got in about ten strokes before she felt his huge head expand even bigger and could feel the cum running the length of his shaft and into the condom reservoir head. She said she was close as well and didn't let him stop even though she knew he had cum. "After all", she said, "I wanted to get mine and I wasn't going to let him stop until I did. She said she came really hard. "It was a really good one", she said. "One that I had not felt in a long time". That one little comment hurt just a bit. Had she not cum that hard with me recently?
So I asked her why she didn't stay around for a second round. I was sure he had just been nervous and would have lasted longer the second time. She said, she really had wanted to do so but also was aware that this being her first time without me, she didn't want to spend too much time away without checking back in. I told her that she could have done that from his room to which she giggled, almost school girl-like, and said, I am sure we'll have another opportunity. Right now, I am almost home and I am ready for a round two...with my true love. That comment there took away any feelings of doubt, any pains that she had just experienced something that I couldn't give her. That one comment made me acutely aware that I had made the right decision to let her go it alone.
I am sure it is not the last time she'll see Ken. He actually told her he travels here on business often and would love to see her again soon. She told him that she would really like that.
I made sure the girls were playing in their room when she came in. She had that 'just fucked' look - hair a bit disheveled, cheeks still flush. She came to me and kissed me so hard. She cooed a bit and told me she was still soaking wet from the experience. I took her hand and we quickly undressed and made passionate love for over an hour. We would intermittedly talk of her experience and she could tell the more detail she provided, the harder and longer my cock seemed to get. Each time she mentioned his huge head, I pictured her kegel-tight pussy being stretched as she rode him or her sweet, full lips wrapped around it while she gave him head. Butterflies ran huge when I saw in her eyes the passion as she relived it in her own head. But, I can say this. She sensed my butterflies. She grabbed my hand in hers, or looked me in the eyes lovingly and it seemed to take away all the quivers.
We got up and played with the girls before putting them to bed a few hours ago. Since then, I've relived it in my head a hundred times. How excited she was, how hot her phone call was just before she met her quickie lover, how she sounded, fulfilled and again excited on her drive and call on the way home. I did ask her if she wanted to see him again and she simply said, "definitely". I am hopeful that perhaps next time I will have the opportunity to meet and see this man in person but something tells me, she might want to keep this one for herself for a bit. Any lesser man might be concerned but I am not. For I know, Rach and I will always be together. She may have some evenings of fun with her new found Ken doll, but ultimately, I am the man with which she is sharing a lifetime of experiences.
So, tonight Rach called me as I was headed home from work. She had been corresponding with a man that was coming to town on business. He and his wife are into the swinging lifestyle and his wife has given him permission to go outside and play on his own when he travels away from home. She told me he was in town, staying at the Marriott and that she was feeling quite naughty and wondered if I could be home soon. When I asked her what was up, she said, "He wants me to come over to his room and fuck. Is that okay?" Now, I have to tell you, my first reaction was in the pit of my gut. She wanted to meet someone she had only talked to on AFF and thru instant messenger. We had never met this man in person before - either together or her alone. I know they had exchanged numerous IM conversations, shared photos and had talked on the phone. She had also talked to his significant other and had confirmed, at least with a woman's voice, that she did approve of them meeting.
I too had seen photos of this guy, Ken. He was quite the attractive man, six pack abs, nice lean body, great hair, the works! I have to admit to a bit of jealousy and that is hard to get out of me...LOL. But there was something about this that told me Rach really wanted to do this. It was something she had not pursued before and I was both turned on and jealous at the same time (know that feeling guys? too well, right?) So, I tried to take a breath and told her, I'll be home in about an hour. Go get ready. I'll pick up some dinner for me and the girls and you can leave when I arrive.
When I arrived home, Rach was in our room putting on a very sexy, off the shoulders, shorter summer dress - plenty of eye candy both top and bottom. We talked for a bit about what the situation was. They were to meet in the hotel lobby and if all went well, she was going upstairs to have some fun. Wow. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I know we haven't discussed it here much but we've talked about the idea of her seeing other men while I am not present. I'd even encouraged it. But now that it was a reality, I wasn't so sure. We had not yet explored her going off alone. What if the guy was not all he said he was? What if he tried to hurt her or wanted something more than just sex? Still, I trust Rach. She's a very intelligent woman, senses when things aren't quite right (women are admittedly better at this, in my opinion) and I had to show her the trust that she deserved.
She took a couple fingers to her hair, took one last look in the mirror and gave me a passionate kiss as she left. Of course, that's not all she did. As she left, she could see the half hard massive flesh bulging from my pants and patted me saying, I'll be back in a bit for that!
It was hard watching her leave but I put on my best face as she closed the door, opened the garage door and I watched her leave in her car (did she just pull out of the driveway quickly because she was really excited?).
While I watched some television with the girls and we had dinner, my phone buzzed. It was Rach. Part of me was hoping she was calling to say, 'you know, I changed my mind, I am coming back for that bulge in your pants instead'. Instead, she told me she was just pulling up and she was nervous. She got out of the car and was still talking to me as I heard the doorman open the door and she thanked him. She said, "I gotta go, sweetie. I'll talk with you soon." I could only reply with a "have a good time and be safe, my dear."
After dinner, the three of us went out for some air - me for a walk while they circled me on their bikes. I couldn't keep my thoughts off what was going on. It was strange knowing that, right at that moment, my wife was playing with another man while I was here, away from her. It was stimulating and gut-wrenching at the same time.
About 45 minutes after she had first called, my phone rang. It was Rach on her way home. 'Already?" was all I could say. She said they talked in the bar for maybe ten minutes before he asked her if she wanted to go up to his room. She said she knew from the moment she saw him that yes, she wanted to go right then and there. When they arrived, they made a couple seconds of nervous talk before kissing passionately. It was in no time that she had him pushed down on the bed and started unbuckling his pants. She said she couldn't wait to have him in her mouth. She had seen photos of his cock but she told me, "Baby, the head of his cock was much bigger than I thought. I could hardly fit it in my mouth. The rest of his shaft was not nearly as big but he had a really big head and I just so loved putting it in my mouth." Apparently Rach was in control of this situation and Ken was allowing her to take the reigns.
She said he kept stopping her saying he was close to cumming. "It was much too hot", she said. "I could feel him tighten up and I knew he was close. I had to stop and start with him three times. By the third time, I was so wet." I knew when she left that she wasn't wearing panties so it was no surprise when she told me she reached for his hand and showed him exactly how wet she was. She said, "I asked him if he had protection. He said yes and reached for a condom which I put on him. It was really hard getting that huge head of his inside the condom. I thought it would break for sure". I could feel my heartbeat quicken at this comment. Clearly he had a much larger head than me and this was extremely pleasing to Rach. She went on, "And, it was just so big I wasn't sure I could get it inside me. But once I popped his head in, the rest just slid right down on me because I was so dripping wet." She said that the sex was a bit disappointing though because he only got in about ten strokes before she felt his huge head expand even bigger and could feel the cum running the length of his shaft and into the condom reservoir head. She said she was close as well and didn't let him stop even though she knew he had cum. "After all", she said, "I wanted to get mine and I wasn't going to let him stop until I did. She said she came really hard. "It was a really good one", she said. "One that I had not felt in a long time". That one little comment hurt just a bit. Had she not cum that hard with me recently?
So I asked her why she didn't stay around for a second round. I was sure he had just been nervous and would have lasted longer the second time. She said, she really had wanted to do so but also was aware that this being her first time without me, she didn't want to spend too much time away without checking back in. I told her that she could have done that from his room to which she giggled, almost school girl-like, and said, I am sure we'll have another opportunity. Right now, I am almost home and I am ready for a round two...with my true love. That comment there took away any feelings of doubt, any pains that she had just experienced something that I couldn't give her. That one comment made me acutely aware that I had made the right decision to let her go it alone.
I am sure it is not the last time she'll see Ken. He actually told her he travels here on business often and would love to see her again soon. She told him that she would really like that.
I made sure the girls were playing in their room when she came in. She had that 'just fucked' look - hair a bit disheveled, cheeks still flush. She came to me and kissed me so hard. She cooed a bit and told me she was still soaking wet from the experience. I took her hand and we quickly undressed and made passionate love for over an hour. We would intermittedly talk of her experience and she could tell the more detail she provided, the harder and longer my cock seemed to get. Each time she mentioned his huge head, I pictured her kegel-tight pussy being stretched as she rode him or her sweet, full lips wrapped around it while she gave him head. Butterflies ran huge when I saw in her eyes the passion as she relived it in her own head. But, I can say this. She sensed my butterflies. She grabbed my hand in hers, or looked me in the eyes lovingly and it seemed to take away all the quivers.
We got up and played with the girls before putting them to bed a few hours ago. Since then, I've relived it in my head a hundred times. How excited she was, how hot her phone call was just before she met her quickie lover, how she sounded, fulfilled and again excited on her drive and call on the way home. I did ask her if she wanted to see him again and she simply said, "definitely". I am hopeful that perhaps next time I will have the opportunity to meet and see this man in person but something tells me, she might want to keep this one for herself for a bit. Any lesser man might be concerned but I am not. For I know, Rach and I will always be together. She may have some evenings of fun with her new found Ken doll, but ultimately, I am the man with which she is sharing a lifetime of experiences.
Friday, September 05, 2008
Swinging or a hotwife?
We received the following email recently from someone that had not obviously read all of our blog...(saddened by that). It appears that perhaps he also contacted Jay and Joy (if you want to read their answer it is over on their blog at http://joyshared2.blogspot.com/2008/07/questions-and-answers-july-08-edition.html
Still, I wanted to post the question here only because they were a very attractive couple from the photo. Thinking about all the wonderful couples out there and the questions you have, we didn't want to discount it and not answer.
The question was I was researching swinging on the net and am not sure if this is for us? How does it impact your relationship? My wife and I are considering trying this but are not sure yet. Would you mind telling me some good and bad things about it?
Our response was:
As you may have noticed reading our blog, we are not into "swinging". While some may classify it as that, we prefer to limit our activities to encounters that she has with other men and me. If you read our blog, you will also see that it has had a tremendously positive impact on our relationship.
The good thing is that she becomes sexually liberated. She feels sexy, thinks more sexy and certainly dresses and works out to remain sexy. Confidence in her appearance and her ability to turn men's heads is a real positive, she would say. For me, it is the ultimate in desires to see her engaged in intimate encounters with other men. She, to me, is the most beautiful woman in the whole world. What better porn to watch than your own spouse having mind blowing orgasms and in the throws of ecstasy. It has enhanced our relationship.
The bad? I can't think of any for us. Communication, openness, honesty is the key. If you don't have it, get it first. Other than that, you want to be very selective and get to know the people you play with outside the bedroom before inviting them into it! I can see where some, jumping head first, would not take the time to ensure that there is the proper amount of chemistry, build up and, ultimately, respect. Just as you would your wife, choose who you play with very carefully and feel completely comfortable before taking the leap.
Perhaps the best advice is take it slow. You are both attractive, from the photo we saw, so you'll have no problem attracting interested people. But, do they take it at your pace or they all about meeting and getting it going. Maybe you can go out and flirt with other couples, if you have an adult-oriented nightclub (notice I didn't say a strip club). Go where sexy people hang out. Have some fun. Leave her alone at the bar until someone comes along to hit on her (which wouldn't be long I dare say, given how good she looks!). Come back and strike up a conversation. Stop there. Go home, talk about how that felt. Enjoy the intimacy such revelation of thought can bring. If you are comfortable, take the next baby step forward. If not, retreat and talk things thru until you are!
Hope this helps!
And (and Rach)
Still, I wanted to post the question here only because they were a very attractive couple from the photo. Thinking about all the wonderful couples out there and the questions you have, we didn't want to discount it and not answer.
The question was I was researching swinging on the net and am not sure if this is for us? How does it impact your relationship? My wife and I are considering trying this but are not sure yet. Would you mind telling me some good and bad things about it?
Our response was:
As you may have noticed reading our blog, we are not into "swinging". While some may classify it as that, we prefer to limit our activities to encounters that she has with other men and me. If you read our blog, you will also see that it has had a tremendously positive impact on our relationship.
The good thing is that she becomes sexually liberated. She feels sexy, thinks more sexy and certainly dresses and works out to remain sexy. Confidence in her appearance and her ability to turn men's heads is a real positive, she would say. For me, it is the ultimate in desires to see her engaged in intimate encounters with other men. She, to me, is the most beautiful woman in the whole world. What better porn to watch than your own spouse having mind blowing orgasms and in the throws of ecstasy. It has enhanced our relationship.
The bad? I can't think of any for us. Communication, openness, honesty is the key. If you don't have it, get it first. Other than that, you want to be very selective and get to know the people you play with outside the bedroom before inviting them into it! I can see where some, jumping head first, would not take the time to ensure that there is the proper amount of chemistry, build up and, ultimately, respect. Just as you would your wife, choose who you play with very carefully and feel completely comfortable before taking the leap.
Perhaps the best advice is take it slow. You are both attractive, from the photo we saw, so you'll have no problem attracting interested people. But, do they take it at your pace or they all about meeting and getting it going. Maybe you can go out and flirt with other couples, if you have an adult-oriented nightclub (notice I didn't say a strip club). Go where sexy people hang out. Have some fun. Leave her alone at the bar until someone comes along to hit on her (which wouldn't be long I dare say, given how good she looks!). Come back and strike up a conversation. Stop there. Go home, talk about how that felt. Enjoy the intimacy such revelation of thought can bring. If you are comfortable, take the next baby step forward. If not, retreat and talk things thru until you are!
Hope this helps!
And (and Rach)
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