My Wife Had Told Me Snippets But It Took Us More Than Twenty Years Of Marriage To Get To This Level Of

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.

Tom had been on a bit of a golf trip and my wife went to join him for the last night. He left her a key to his room, so she could get settled before he got back from his last round. She sent me a text like this soon after arriving.

I just found out that Grant is in town this coming weekend, he sent L a rather dirty text message last night after she said she’d love to see him on Saturday afternoon. With him living interstate now, I thought things had somewhat fizzled out between them but, apparently, he can’t wait to bury his face in her pussy before he gives her a good hard fucking. She asked me if her reply was sexy enough.

“I can’t wait to feel your big dick inside me either. After I get to suck it for a while of course, mmm…”

That led me to a thought, one which I shared with her. I’m all caught up on the fun she had during my last trip away for work now. Well, mostly caught up, part of her tease for me is to not reveal everything at once. She tends to save things up for later, or hints at little things, it’s all part of the way she peaks my jealousy,and the rush that comes with it. Anyway, during May she fucked Tom, Steve, her masseur and me. She will be just one day off having all five of us in the same month.

Ha, I just realised that it still will be all of us within a fortnight. Crazy.

Talking.

Louise has spent a few hours with Anna, and I have had a few beers with Alan, since the revelations regarding our neighbours rather saucy sex life. We know all there is to know about each other now and it has all been just wow. I could write so much about what they have told us and maybe I will one day. For now though, I’ll just say Louise and I are nothing but inexperienced amateurs in comparison.

Something that I think is big, and very important, has come from talking to them both though, something for Louise and I to learn from. The big something is actually quite straight forward, obvious and nothing difficult at all. It is all about simply finding time for us and making sure we talk, share our thoughts and just keep in touch with where we are at.

I mentioned in a earlier post that things had quietened down for Louise. We have also realised that we stopped talking, we stopped sharing sexy little things between us. Their was a distinct drop off in our role play, the dirty talk and, from my perspective, the sharing of fantasies, things that turn me on, and just the general encouragement that had made Louise feel so good about herself.

Anna shared something simple with Louise, it was actually related to the mail box flash. Despite the fact that, for want of a better way to describe it, Anna’s body count is significantly higher that Louise’s, they still do lots of little things to keep the tension well and truly alive. Little dares will add some excitement then, my interpretation and words, they will feed off what ever happened and use it as a role play or something else to spice things up. The mail box flash led to a few naughty messages between them that day and then, that night, Anna’s bedroom talk included telling Alan that she was imagining me jerking off over what I had seen.

Oh, I just want to add that the likelihood of anything happening between any of us neighbours is extremely low. I don’t mess with other women and Anna isn’t keen on Alan being with Louise either (Lou isn’t that keen herself) so that pretty much counts it out. Except, of course, the possibility that Tom will get his dream two girl fantasy through Louise and Alan. I have an inkling it is something that has been talked about by Lou and Anna and I am pretty certain that, if it did happen, I would not find out until either just before or sometime after. That’s all part of our tease dynamic, which leads me nicely to part of what I wanted to write about this time.

So yes, we have that thing I just called our tease dynamic. Part of where we are at is that Louise does not have to ask for my permission to do anything, if she is alone with someone else then she knows I want to hear about it sometime but she also knows that there’s this part of my kink where I want her to be the one in control, to take charge and, maybe, keep me guessing. It is absolutely not the extreme cuckold stuff, I guess the best way I can describe it is that she has worked me out and is learning some great little ways to peek the rush I get from the combination of jealousy and excited arousal. Exquisite jealousy I called it once.

An “innocent” example occurred on the weekend, a couple of days ago. After a trip to the beach, she had a shower, put on some sexy underwear and one of her just slightly see through sexy dresses. I asked her where she was going, I didn’t know of anything she had planned. She just kissed me, hard and with lots of tongue, squeezed my dick, said she loves me and left.

Of course I grabbed my phone and tracked where she was headed (she knew I would too). She was headed straight for Tom’s house, I watched her position jumping as it updated, all the while sure that was where she was going. I almost put my phone down when it showed she had arrived but then it jumped again. I kept watching as she left his street and, somewhat disappointingly, saw that she was actually headed to the local grocery store. She texted me when she arrived.

“Did you watch, did you think I was going to suck Tom’s dick? Maybe fuck him all afternoon?”

I replied and said yeah, she got me good. The there was another text.

“Maybe I should have, I got very wet just driving by you know, thinking about you at home while I fuck my boyfriend.”

It was the first time she has ever used that term for him, boyfriend that is, and I have no doubt she knew it would absolutely spike my jealousy.

She was home about an hour later, she was dragged to the bedroom before the cold stuff was even put in the fridge. It didn’t need to be, it was one of those times when I had no chance of lasting longer than a couple of minutes. I didn’t really matter though, we were both very horny!

I am sure her tease was partly inspired by some of the stuff we talked about with our neighbours, and further inspired by our own talks since.

I actually got a little off track there, as usual. I was also going to write about our trip to the beach that same morning and, especially, the conversation we had lying in the sun. I’ll save it for my next post now.

We had a leaky roof and she said the guy who came around to have a look was very cute. On the day they came to do the actual repairs, she sent me a text similar to this and said I should keep an eye on our backyard security camera. This was quite a while ago now, she chickened out and got fully dressed before they came. I suspect she’d be a bit more bold these days, especially if I offered a bribe for the dare…

We have just had a very interesting weekend, one I guess that I’m still trying to fully figure out. I certainly got confirmation that Louise being with Tom was a major contributor to when our sex life last went through the roof (just over twelve months ago). I’m sure the other stuff, with Grant and her massage guy Tony, all play a part but it is clearly Tom that really sends her over the top.

I think she may well have broken her record for most orgasms over the last few days.

I wrote earlier how they talked, then hooked up last Thursday night. Well, she saw him each day after that too. She spent a few hours with him on Friday night, then again on Saturday night and, finally, went to his place at lunch time yesterday (Sunday). I would say I’m not even close to knowing all the details, nor do I need to, but they had a lot of sex. Louise and I had a lot of sex too, the word insatiable clearly applies to how she has been the last few days. We made love Friday morning, we fucked hard and wild after she got home Friday night. We had a quickie bang Saturday afternoon, she rode me Saturday night and gave me a blow job yesterday morning.

I do always enjoy sex with Louise but, I gotta admit, I was nearly too worn out to go against last night. I did say nearly.

Whilst the sex was awesome, for me, I think the best part was our talk, starting yesterday morning and finishing in the afternoon. Haha, maybe I would not have been able to go that round last night without it.

I reckon Louise told me she loves me a hundred times over the weekend. She was very clingy, very touchy and just wanted to be close. Each night, in bed, I’d wake up finding I was right on the edge of the mattress, with her back pressured hard against me, or with her arm, or leg, draped across me.

So, our really good, honest talk started yesterday morning, over breakfast. With the absolutely not subtle change in her, I asked her to tell me if she is in love with Tom. It’s not that I felt or feel threatened, I was just trying to understand how he causes such a change in her.

She said no, she’s not. Then she said well, yes, in a way. She was thinking and trying to explain it to herself, let alone to me. In the end, after a lot of talking about it, she… actually it’s we… we think she does love him, in some way at least. She said she is not mad crazy in love with him, like she is with me, but she certainly feels more than just a friendship kind of bond with him. She likes what goes in his head, they tease each other mentally as well as physically and she said that really reinforces the connection she feels to him.

But, there’s something very strong from a physical sense as well, something that surprised her at first.

Louise has always said that I am “her type.” I have always struggled to get it, completely at least. For me, I like all different kinds of women. Tall and lean, pocket rockets, blondes, brunettes, all different sorts of women can appeal to me. I guess if I absolutely had to choose, I would go for a blonde, with good size boobs and a bit of arse. I’m sure that is influenced by Louise, she is like that after all but the main point here is that I find all sorts of women fucking sexy. Louise though, she’ll turn her nose up at a slim ripped guy with abs all over him but will go for a guy with big arms, a beard, hairy chest and a bit of dad bod. That’s the kind of sexy she has always said she likes. Tattoos too, she likes a few tatts. In fact, the biker type is a good description for a guy that will catch her eye.

Then there’s Tom. I must say I haven’t paid his physical appearance all that much attention, but I do know he has always been fit looking. He has always done a lot of swimming, and other exercise, so he is in good shape. He is always clean shaven and doesn’t have any hair on his chest (or his back, LOL). I would have said he has skinny arms, skinny legs too and just didn’t ever really see how he’d appeal to her.

So, I asked about it and Louise gave me her real take on his physical appearance. I didn’t write notes but my recollection is that it was something like this.

I was wrong, apparently. He is lean but he has big, muscly upper arms, chest and shoulders. Makes sense given his swimming I suppose. He also has a muscly back and, yes, a good six pack. She was hesitant at first, not sure what I wanted to hear. But then she described how she likes to rub his shoulders and arms, either when they’re lying together or when she is on top of him. Similarly, when he is on top of her (missionary) she likes to have her hands on his arms, she said she really gets off on feeling his arms while he is looking into her eyes.

Apparently he wasn’t like it on Thursday, but she likes how he keeps himself well groomed down below, manscaped. Again, it wasn’t something I noticed but she said he usually keeps any hair there right down to a minimum, with just a bit of short stuff above his dick as the norm.

She got turned on telling me all of that. I got to feel just how turned on too, it was my suggestion that she call him to see if he was free for lunch. It wasn’t his weekend with his kids so he was indeed, and he was keen to see her again. Before she left, I asked her to try to take note of one thing, something about him or some interaction between them, something that turns her on and something that is different to anything with me. I didn’t really know what I was after, other than just trying to understand something, I guess, a little bit deeper.

I’ll write about it next but, when she got home, she told me knew on the way over what it would be. I would never have guessed, it literally would have been at the bottom of my list but, apparently, our shy Tom gets quite vocal in the heat of the moment. Very vocal sometimes.

Ten Years Part 2

Screw it, I can’t sleep, I’ll write some more.

Things have been rough for Louise and I, since I saw that text. Better now and I am thankful for that.

I didn’t say anything, I didn’t have to. As always, she picked up something was seriously wrong and, the next night, she confronted me about it. She actually had not even picked up on the significance of that comment from Tom and, at first, tried to pass it off as nothing. She knows me well though, she sighed and told me the time had come to do what she had wanted to do for a long time. Tell me the whole truth. It took a while, it all came out over a few days, with a lot of soul searching, especially on her behalf. This is a way shorter version than the reality of where our conversations went. At my insistence, she told me every detail, at least every detail she can remember. I am 100% certain I know the whole truth now.

In 2014, she went to a weekend carnival with the kids. Everyone went to dinner on the Saturday night, they put the kids to bed and some of the adults ended up partying on a little. They passed around some chocolate that had been left on a table outside (it was summer), Louise had melted chocolate on her fingers and said “what’ll I do about this?” To Tom. Well, he took her hand and sucked the chocolate off, he took his time apparently. She got another piece and gave it to him, letting him suck her fingers as he took it with his mouth. One of the other mums (one who turns out to be one of the swingers our neighbour Anna told us about) saw it, she came over and whispered that they could borrow their bedroom if they wanted. Lou said she could feel herself blush, Tom winked at her.

Sometime later, they all left to go to bed. Tom called her and told her was melting some chocolate and wondered if she’d help him eat it. She fucked him that night.

She told me the guilt “nearly killed her.” Tom flirted with her a lot after that night and asked her many, many time to do it again. She didn’t, not until a training camp in 2017. She went along as a parent helper, she admitted she knew they would do it if they got the chance. Yes, they did, in a similar way. She snuck off to his room after the kids were all asleep. She fucked him a couple of times that night.

There was an incident between those two times too, earlier in 2017. It was at a school camp, I was there. There was lots of late night parent partying that weekend and, on the second night, many of us sat around the fire, down by the lake in the camp grounds. Several of the women and a couple of the guys went for a walk around the shore, to the jetty. I followed along a while later, not suspecting anything at all, and met Louise on the track, she was walking back to the fire. I learnt that if I had been a few minutes earlier that night, I might have busted them coming out from behind some bushes. They were heading back, he had dragged her off the track. They had done some heavy kissing and good old Tom had his hand in Louise’s pants for a couple of minutes. He told her then that he was going to fuck her again sometime. He did a few months later, as mentioned above.

In 2019, I suspected they were having an affair. They actually started again because of me, after I first confessed my fantasies to Louise. I remember the night clearly, I was away, we had talked and it got naughty. By then she had told me she had gotten to know Tom, through the sports stuff and that he was someone she might consider. After we hung up, I sent her a message. Feeling brave I told her she should fuck him sometime. She said something like “what about if I did it tonight?”

At first my replies were of a “go for it nature.” Then I guess I got nervous, or scared, and I texted a few more times, asking if she meant it. She didn’t answer, I got more nervous and texted to say I didn’t know if I could handle it while I was away, I needed to be there. No answer. I called, no answer. A couple of hours later she called, she told me was really sorry, she had been doing housework and ironing and her phone was on charge (or something like that).

She had, in fact, been at Tom’s. She was sure it was ok by me and called him. He had been telling her he was going to fuck again ever since their last time, his kids were at their grand parents so it all fell into place. She even told him, that night, that she was allowed to do it and that it was all ok by me. He wouldn’t believe it though, he told her she shouldn’t tell me, not yet at least. When she saw my messages and missed calls she got too scared to tell me and went with his opinion.

She said she tried on so many occasions to tell me the truth. One thing she was right about was me any my suspicions, even though I had confessed my fantasies, I was struggling with thinking it was happening behind my back. I had read about all the “hotwife rules,” I was supposed to be the one in control and so on. The more I struggled with that, the harder it became for Lou to tell me the truth.

They didn’t stop though, not for quite a while at least. Louise says the longer it went, the harder it got to tell me. I remember the times she was nearly there, I thought she was going to confess several times but she chickened out and turned it back to fantasy talk. Or talk about how she thought I couldn’t handle it.

I said I was going to be short right?

They continued up until Covid lockdowns changed our lives. Even then they managed to steal a few sessions in Tom’s bed. He told her he loved her and asked her to leave me. She did tell him she loved him but she also told him her “heart belonged to her husband.” She kinda broke it off with him then, she said he had even agreed it was too serious (for him especially).

He got active in the dating scene, trying to find someone else, and was seeing someone for somewhere around a year. They still talked occasionally, Louise loves to be a sounding board and to give advice and, apparently, Tom needs lots of it (from a woman’s perspective).

Short right. He broke up with the other woman in 2021. He needed a “good fuck,” to move on and Louise, bless her, came to the party. Tom told her he had done a lot of soul searching and he was glad he hadn’t succeeded in breaking up our family. Interestingly, they came to their existing arrangement well before I knew and have been “friends with benefits” ever since. Mostly anyway.

The night of the “first” blowjob was almost the truth. They did go back to his place and, just as I had been told, she only sucked his dick. The lie was about it being the first time.

One last thing, for now at least. I asked her how many times, “rough estimate,” I said. She was crying at the time and she said she didn’t know, “probably hundreds of times.” She later said that was crazy, it couldn’t have been that many. But it was definitely dozens of times. Lots of dozens.

This sounds almost like an afterthought but it’s not, it’s just another part of a long story. She’d had several threesomes with Tom and Grant too, before the one I knew about She’d also had one with a different friend of Tom’s, someone I have now seen photos of (on Facebook) but have never met.

So, as per earlier posts of mine, her body count is actually one more than she let on.

I have been struggling lately, I’ll write more about that in another “short” instalment. Something really strange - Grant’s part in all the deception, I thought I really trusted him.

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Whenever I see this one (or similar), I wonder if it is possible for there to be a question I wouldn’t answer…