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Twists and Turns

Let’s begin by saying that, over the last few days, I have received little surprises about a couple of things. Also, and I probably should be used to a twist or two by now, I got quite a big surprise about something else. In a way, they’re all inter-linked but they still weren’t foreseeable for me.

As we came into the new year, I really thought Louise was very close to hooking up with J, the guy we have known for a while. She had started messaging him again and I must admit I thought she would have met up with him by now, it seemed so close. However, as she explained to me in the pool last night, she has been really busy with work (she has) and, apparently, so has he. She also said she is still chatting with him occasionally and building their connection. I’m sure I have mentioned elsewhere that connection is really important to her. It is highly unlikely that she will ever fuck a stranger (forgive the crude way of saying it, but it turns out there is a very important distinction there), not unless some really fast and really big chemistry occurs. That is not impossible of course, it just makes it much less likely than if she actually could set out to find a one night stand.

Mind you, she “reassured” me that it is going to happen with J. As much as it started as a joke, she is determined to make her post-marrying me body count higher than the before me one, and she says J is going to be the one that gets her there. I guess all I can do is wait and see how it plays out while she continues to tease me mercilessly about it.

The other small scale surprise came to light a couple of days ago. We had been talking about her going to see Tony, her regular masseur, and whether I should go along again. Well, speaking of work busy, I had one of those weeks where I just couldn’t get a day off (things can usually be flexible when I’m not away) so I encouraged her to go see him, make the most of what has been a rare day off for her of late. I was dying to hear all about it of course and that night she filled me in on not only the details of that massage but something else that has been happening with him.

He is teaching her a bit about massage and she is practicing on him. We are talking erotic kinds of massage here, happy ending stuff at least. So, her visit on Wednesday morning included a ninety odd minute massage for herself, with “two lovely orgasms.” Then she spent half an hour massaging him, finishing him off with an oily handjob. She told me she really enjoyed rubbing his dick and watching him cum, and that it was the second time she has done that for him now.

The fact that I got quite the hard on while hearing about it certainly led to a really nice blowjob but also to the more surprising revelation, one which didn’t come until later last night. It was after the couple of margaritas she, apparently, needed to have before she felt brave enough to tell me.

Going back a couple of months, Louise and I had a really good talk. During that talk the subject of her fantasies came up, she knows all about mine but I had never heard any of hers. It was then that she told me about a mild bondage kind of interest and how the thought of being restrained and smacked a little turned her on. That is where the interest in J re-started, he had sent her a naughty bondage related pic a few years ago.

So, we were sitting outside, after dinner and her margaritas with the place all to ourselves, when she just popped out with a question.

“Would you like to hear about another fantasy I have babe?”

Something like that anyway. My reply was considered and intelligent.

“Fuck yes.”

I’m quite sure I sat up straight in my chair too, ready to pay perfect attention. As I said before it was quite a big surprise.

At first she talked about her massage with Tony or, more precisely, massaging his dick. She said she hoped I didn’t think she was being too slutty but she wanted to remind me that she really likes seeing and playing with dicks lately. It was something she first told me after being with my mate Steve. Then she said all the massage stuff we had looked at got her thinking about some things and how it had turned into a bit of a fantasy.

On that, to explain, naughty massages had been the only fantasy I thought would ever be reality, for quite a few years. So, I often searched for guys who did that sort of thing and showed her some of the things I found. It was how we first came across Tony, through his online presence. I have shown her things I have found many times and, naturally, when you search for something like “sensual massage for women,” that is not all you find. She had looked through loads of other results and saw plenty where happy ending services were on offer for guys. It led to her wondering what it would be like for those girls who did more than just a back massage for their male clients. She went on to tell me that she thinks it has become something of a fantasy, one that she thinks about from time to time and something she wanted to try with Tony.

Of course I had a question or two, something like these.

Question 1: “But how would that work for you, without any connection.”

“Babe, the connection I need is for someone to have sex with someone, especially for them to actually be inside me. Massaging someone and playing with their dick isn’t intimate like that.”

Oh, that was a large penny drop moment, I had never realised the connection is really about the intimacy of it all. She did also say that properly kissing another guy, without a connection, would

Question 2: “When can you start.”

She laughed at that one, of course, and checked that I would find it a turn on. Of course I would I reassured her, I also wanted to do some checking in of my own. I asked her if she really fantasised about it or if she was just teasing me. The answer was actually closer to a fantasy than I had imagined. She said it’s not like she thinks about it when we’re having sex. It’s also not something she thinks about all the time, not like me when I’m driving the car, doing yard work, eating breakfast or just general breathing (they’re my words, not something she said). But, whenever I send her a picture of a guy, or of a girl with a dick in her mouth, she has started to fantasise about what it would be like to feel it, or be the one in the picture.

We talked a bit more of course, about that and how she generally enjoys playing around like that. I am sure there is an element of truth in it but I don’t really know if she is just mainly teasing me. I will say that Louise is being very dirty in the bedroom at the moment (again) and I’ll close that comment out by saying I never imagined my wife would love getting cum on her as much as Louise does right now. That just has to go hand in hand with enjoying playing with guys (forgive the intended pun).

That’s about it In guess. I didn’t sleep much last night, there was just too much mind activity going on. I didn’t come close to any practical or possible way she could ever take on a part time naughty massage business and I’m sure that part, at least, isn’t seriously in her mind either. However, I just cannot help but wonder what might happen if I found her a “mutual massage” guy, like the dozens of them that messaged us on Red Hot Pie (to no avail) several years ago now?

If/when the time is right I may have to casually mention it!

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.

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

My wife and I had an incredibly interesting conversation last night, one that made me feel a little bit relieved actually. Which, in itself, surprised me. Yet another surprise in what has, so far, been a year full of them.

We have just returned from a little getaway, I took her to one of our favourite places for a few days, it is interstate, we had some quality time all to ourselves. As part of the treat she had a sensual massage, with a new masseur. She really liked him, she even said she finds him pretty sexy. She said the massage was heavenly, she did end up naked and he did rub her clit to give her a really nice orgasm. I think that is super sexy, as was her description of some of the stretching, the positions he had her legs in especially. My wife, legs wide open, totally naked with another guy’s hands all over her. It gives me chills. He had a hard-on too, she said she felt it against her hand, through his jeans. She gently rubbed it a little, as he gave her the orgasm. But, she didn’t have sex with him, she didn’t suck him and she didn’t even undo his jeans to take him properly in her hand.

I must admit, I expected it would either be a totally innocent deep tissue massage or an all out thing, where she ended up having sex with him. Given some of her pre-massage texts with him, about sensual options, and with her New Year’s resolution, I guess I really expected it would have been the latter. It almost didn’t make sense that she didn’t actually have sex with him, I wondered if he just didn’t do that with his clients but she said no, she was pretty sure they would have if she’d turned it that way.

Her resolution, to have a slutty year, probably goes down as the first of several surprises for the year, so far, and that is on top of the enormous surprises of the last few months of last year. It took my wife a very long time to dip her toes into the extramarital fun and games, in fact nothing lime it ever happening was something I had come to terms with. So, even though she has now had sex with a few new guys, the whole slutty thing really didn’t feel like it was her and, hence, it was quite a surprise.

I think one day I’ll post something here about how my fantasies evolved, how I went from saying I would have to be there, knowing everything that went on, then the shift to where I am now. I much prefer her being in control, I love the games she plays, messing with my head (and intense hard-ons), telling me snippets, teasing me until I feel like I’m about to burst. Then, when the moment is right, I sometimes get to hear it all (or as has been the case with one of the guys, join in on the fun).

There’s another deeper fantasy that has evolved, one I have shared with her. I am sure it is triggered by the gut flipping, exquisite and intense rush of jealousy I get every time I see or hear about her with one of her guy friends. There’s this thing, almost in the back of my mind, where I feel like I would love her to have a secret affair. Maybe it comes from before she did dip her toe in, it was almost something I hoped for, something I literally dreamed about.

Anyway, now she knows about it and we joked about making a bit of a game sometime. One where she starts something with a guy and deliberately leaves clues or hints, little things maybe, just to see how long it takes me to cotton on. Ha, I told her I could have some real fun with it if she started, imagine if I picked up on it but didn’t say anything, pretending I didn’t know while she pretended nothing was happening, continuing to leave her subtle little hints, thinking I had missed them.

That will probably not happen (now) but I did learn that my naughty little minx had something just like it planned and, on top of that, she had sort of flipped the game backwards on me. She did the opposite, she made me think more was going on than there actually was. I would have sworn on a stack of bibles that she’d had sex with five other guys in the month of January alone. She most certainly, and very deliberately, led me to believe that was the case, playing her own little game with my emotions and sexual arousal!

Her confessions, about tricking me, came after I asked her some more about that latest massage. I try not to push, I know she’ll tell me things in due course but I couldn’t really understand why it didn’t go further, given her resolution and all. Her answer, said with quite a few giggles shouldn’t have actually surprised me, it was very true to what she has said for a long time. She said he really is quite sexy, she really liked him but she would need to see him more, to make a connection, before she could have sex with him. That connection thing has always been key for her, something she said would make picking a guy up in a bar, or meeting gone from a dating site, almost impossible. She had built it with T, over several years. With G, he is a rare one, like me apparently. She had actually met him once before, and liked him (ok, she thought he was very sexy) plus T talks about him a lot. She didn’t need much more. She felt that connection with him really quickly, and she very soon had her hands full (literally) as she had her first ever threesome, with the two of them.

Now, back to the tricks. I thought she had sex with someone else G knows two days into the new year. She did have yet another threesome with G and T that very evening, but I was convinced this new guy had gotten lucky earlier in the day. I was certain she had told me she had sex with him. I asked her about the connection with him, how that happened so quickly. She laughed, a lot, and said she never even came close to having sex with him, she said she teased me a little bit, I jumped to a conclusion and she played along with it. The conversation went something like this, with lots of laughter mixed in.

“But you said he had a really fat cock and you had never felt one that thick before?”

She replied, I must admit she had stitched me up nicely. “Yes babe, I did. G was teasing me about him. He said he saw him checking me out several times and told me that maybe I should try get the poor guy to bed one day. G was the one who told me he has a really fat dick. I have never seen it and it would be true, if his is fatter than G’s, then I certainly haven’t ever felt one that thick.”

I had to concede, it was clearly one to L, I knew she was right. However, I had another question, or statement.

“But, you went skinny dipping with him, you must have seen it?”

“No sweetheart. I said he was in the pool when I got back to G’s house, nobody ever said he was naked. You asked if I went in the pool and I said yes. Well, I kinda did, I actually just sat on the edge with my legs in the water. You asked what I wore in the pool and I said well, I didn’t take a swimsuit with me did I? It’s not my fault you assumed that meant I went in naked is it? I tricked you my poor baby, and you fell for it.”

I made my last attempt to expose her as a lying, naughty girl. “You said he came really quickly.”

“Yeah, that was a tricky part. I think I actually said he wasn’t a stayer and he went home soon after. He did, he got out of the pool and left soon after.”

I told her I was pretty sure she said something about him cumming quickly, she admits she was having so much fun teasing me that she might have said something along those lines. Anyway, she most certainly won that round, she got me good there!

“He’s not the only one I might have tricked you about,” she said. She went away with G for a couples of nights recently, I was definitely under the impression that she’d had a threesome with him and another mate of his on the Saturday. This time I figured it out much sooner. In reality, she had only said his mate came over, that she liked him and they’d had a lot of fun. Again, she happily let me assume that meant so much more and I, blissfully unaware and totally aroused, thought she’d fill me in on the sordid details in her own good time.

But, I did realise there was something else. She had definitely said they might catch up again, I asked her about that and she said yes, they are going to. She was thinking she might have even have been able to make it a bit of a secret, play that game where she left little little hints. Darn it, I wrecked that one. Anyway, he does know the situation including that she and G have sex and they did exchange numbers. She even showed me some flirty texts they have sent to each other, they have talked about going on a date and she does think there’s a decent chance of a connection and more happening sometime.

Then there’s her regular massage guy, the one she has been seeing for months. She told me they started having sex two visits ago, was that a trick too I wondered. She took my cheeks in her hands, smooshed my face and looked close into my eyes.

“No babe, I actually did tell you I have been having sex with him and I have. But I have known him for many months now, I guess I made my connection. Just so you can be very clear on this, I have had lots of orgasms with him, I have had his dick in my mouth and my pussy and he has cum inside me twice.”

I agreed that it was clear, she certainly left no doubts there!

The last bit of the conversation was about that “slutty” resolution. She is absolutely right, she asked if I really thought she wasn’t actually being that way. She has had sex with three guys, she has an idea she might go on a date with another and just had a total stranger’s hands all over her naked body. On top of that, she has dirty talked a lot, and has told me all sorts of things about her real adventures. She is completely right, it has been a very slutty start to the year, just not as slutty as I believed for a while.

Yeah, I am actually happy about these revelations, it would be fair to say I’m a little relieved. I thought it was all so unlike her but now I see it is far less so than I thought. She has stayed true to herself, well, for the “connection needed” bit at least!

Well played my love, you really got me there. Hook, line and sinker.

PS the conversations aren’t word for word of course, just my recollection on how they went.

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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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