We Talked About This “option” A Couple Of Years Ago. I Told Louise That I Would Love It Even If It

I didn’t really want to go in at first. It ended up being the first time I watched her with another guy. Of all the experiences we’ve had, it is still my favourite.

Immensely

Talking Part 3.

Let me see, where was I!!?? That’s right, we had finished talking about blowjobs, for the time being at least, and got back to candidates for her “body count.”

The third guy was pretty interesting, I had completely forgotten about him. Louise works in a hospital (not as a nurse, not as a doctor) and there’s a paramedic guy that she almost got to know a few years ago. I say almost because it was when we were trying to see if anyone interesting would come up via an adult dating thing. There was actually three guys that she messaged and emailed a few times, with the paramedic being one of them. When she told him she worked at a hospital, he told her what his profession was. He was also totally not shy, apart from telling her exactly what he would like to do to her he sent plenty of photos. There was quite a few dick pics but also plenty that showed all of him, including his face. Whilst Louise did send him a few photos, they were all quite anonymous in comparison. So it meant she knows what he looks like and then, one day, she actually did see him at the hospital.

Then, at the beach the other day, she told me she still sees him from time to time and she had wondered if she could ever have the courage to approach him, tell him who she is. I think she is right on something else she said, given how many women he may have talked to on the dating site, and given how long ago it was, he may not even remember her. Plus, we have no idea of his relationship status these days, for all we know he could be married with a young child! So, he was an interesting thought but it is extremely unlikely that she will ever even talk to him let alone take things many steps further. I’ll call him a less than 1% chance.

The final one is the most interesting of all. There is a guy that we met through friends in a dog training club we used to take our pup to a while back. To me, this guy was always the perfect choice and Louise did do some very flirty texting with him one night. I wouldn’t say it got overly explicit but it got very hot, so hot that they started talking about who would out do the other and he sent photos of some ropes, a whip and one of those ball gag things. He swore they were actually his and not something he had copied from the internet somewhere. He got a copy of her sexiest bikini photo and, in return, he sent her a photo of an impressively sized, erect penis which, again, he swore was all his.

On top of the obvious interest, he is a sworn bachelor and, also, is a fairly prominent member of the local legal community. I thought he was the perfect choice, handsome guy, clearly interested, big dick and, I reckon, someone who would be totally discrete about things. That latter factor was especially important then, when we were exploring things and wondering if anything would ever actually happen. It was also just on twelve months before Louise took the leap and gave Tom the first blowjob, she just wasn’t ready to do anything back then. So, much to my disappointment she chickened out, she told him she was sorry for leading him on and that she just couldn’t do it to her husband (she hadn’t said anything about it being with my blessing). He did say she should let him know if she ever changed her mind!

Maybe now that has happened, she may have changed her mind. There is still some hesitancy due to him being friends with friends of ours but she did say she might just send him a message to say hello some time soon. There’s one more factor at play here too, something in favour of her getting in touch with him, I’ll touch on it soon. Right now, I think there’s about an 80% likelihood something will happen (tempted to say I’m really sure of it but I’d hate to jinx things!).

We had a bit of a funny ending to that part of the conversation actually. I said to her, just to reiterate from previous conversations, that it was always just a fun dare and that her “body count” totally does not matter, especially not in comparison to keeping things exciting between the two of us. She playfully teased me about chickening out, telling me I was being a weeny and it was too late to stop her now. In all seriousness, we both know it is just part of our game, she might not ever get past her current tally, she might add the ten, there could even be more. Who knows and, apart from having fun with it, who really cares!

There was more that we talked about, much more, I think of it there might have to be a part 4. I especially need to write something about her fantasies, one that didn’t surprise me still, it was all brand new for her to talk about it.

My last bit for now though, is about a question she asked of me, what has been my favourite thing so far. It is so hard to choose, especially when considering the emotional side (the excitement, the teasing, the turmoil, the whole exquisite jealousy) against the physical side (things I been part of, things I have watched, our time together after she has been with another guy and so on. In the end we agreed we would both think about it and make a mental list of a few things to talk about at another time. She wanted to know one right then though.

I said that some of the emotional stuff would be hard to beat and I would definitely include a description of one of those times in my list. To answer her question though, there and then and for something of a physical nature, I chose the time I stood in Grant’s pool, watching her take turns at sucking Tom and Grant’s dicks as they sat side by side on the pool edge. I have thought about it more since, maybe that’s not number one after all?

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.

Granted, the comments are humorous. But I think she’s gorgeous. And real. Of all the things my wife does these days, she still won’t go out in public without a bra. She thinks most guys would think of things along the lines of these comments. I think she’s wrong, I reckon loads more of us love to see this.

Well I’ll be, somehow I never knew this, except for the QOS of course. I once half-jokingly asked my wife if she’d get a queen of spades or bbc tattoo (not that she’s actually earned one, not yet at least), she said no way. To the tattoo that is.

QOH and QOD have been well and truly earned though, I wonder what she’d think about them for a suggestion, a nice pair of red queens somewhere near her bikini line perhaps.

Tom called her one day, he told her Grant was heading over for a swim and a drink. It sounded like had a fun afternoon.

I do and it’s been a while now…