ME: "I dare say neither of us know if you can handle 8 guys."
HWR: "Only one way to find out."
ME: "What about a fluffer?"
HWR: "What's that?"
ME: "Someone who gets the guys hard for you."
HWR: "I can do that myself."
ME: "We jout discussed that, you can't multi-task."
HWR: "Yeah right, what was I thinking. You can."
ME: "I don't think a lot of guys are interested in M2M action. Beside if a guy sticks his cock in my mouth I'm not gonna stop when he gets hard."
HWR "Then he'll cum, what's the problem?"
ME: "Then he won't be available for you."
HWR: "Yup I see that now. Maybe Gayle but it's gotta be on a Friday and she won't be naked with you there."
ME: "I don't get that naked thing."
HWR: "Be that as it may. Before I ask her we'll ask the bartender. He obviously has experience in these things."
ME: "Sounds like a plan."
HWR: "How long do you think the event will last?"
ME: "8 guys 10-15 each as an average. 1 1/2 - 2 hours. Do you think you can handle 2 hours of non-stop fucking."
HWR: "Whether I can or can't I will. I want it bad, real bad."
ME: "You know this is a big step."
HWR: "I disagree. Becoming a hotwife was a big step, this is evolution."
ME: "While we're talking a couple of other things if I may."
HWR: "Must we."
ME: "Yes I think so."
HWR: "Go for it but be quick."
ME: "This past week you had a 'bout' of the extreme horny's and couldn't find anyone. I could have helped. All you had to do is say something and I could have gone on-line and see if I could find someone."
HWR: "I appreciate your offer. But no. That's not gonna happen. It's one of those things I need to do for myself."
ME: "The bartender sets things up. And you're a bit tech challenged."
HWR: "Yeah he does, but it's different. If I ever need your help I'll let you know I promise, until then don't waste your time or efforts. No more discussion about that, please."
ME: "OK. I'll hold you to that promise. The other thing is the black work colleague of Mr. commuter."
HWR: "Yeah what about him."
ME: "First look at the difference between him and the bartender. The bartender is rude ignores me and lasts maybe 15 minutes. The colleague was respectful of us both and you were with the colleague for almost 24 hours............."
HWR: "No it wasn't that long."
ME: "Oh yeah. He got here about 4:30 on Wednesday and left about 2:30 on Thursday. That's 22 hours. 22 hours of sex."
HWR: "Holy shit, you're; right. But it wasn't just sex, there was a lot of sleeping, some eating, some showering, and yes a lot of sex, good sex."
ME: "The last thing, he's black."
HWR: "So what, you don't think he's the 1st black guy I've fucked do you?"
ME: "No, that's not it. You know I'm color blind"
HWR: "Then what's the issue?"
ME: "Our neighbors are nosey and he'll stand out like a sore thumb.
HWR: "And the other guys won't?"
ME: "No the won't, they're all white and fit in."
HWR: "There are blacks living here."
ME: "Yes there are, but in our neighborhood."
HWR: "We have a cover story should it arise."
ME: "Yeah we do but since he's unusual here he will be remembered. Besides he's bald, he doesn't need a haircut."
HWR: "Are you saying I should give him up before it really gets started?"
ME: "I haven't nixed anyone yet and I don't plan on it. But we need to do something different."
HWR: "Like what?"
ME: "I have no idea."
HWR: "Let's give it some thought and I'll talk to him as well."
ME: "That sounds reasonable. See I'm not your enemy. I want you to have sex as much as you want to."
HWR: "Anything else?"
ME: "Yeah, what was with the lingerie, that's not generally in our playbook."
HWR: "He suggested it and thought I'd do something different and maybe please him at the same time."
ME: "Well I must say it surprised me and you looked spectacular, seductive."
HWR: "I realized that was something I was missing in all this."
ME: "I feel a case of whiplash coming on."
HWR: "Seduction! I don't get seduced I'm just a fuck toy."
ME: "Isn't that what you want"
HWR: "Yes and no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I'm a woman you should be used to it by now."
ME: "Yeah well, I'm not.
HWR: "I miss that buildup to sex, the seduction, the teasing, the compliments the dressing up the visual of a man all decked out."
ME: "Are you saying you want to go on 'dates'?
HWR: "No and I'm having trouble explaining it. I don't want to date but I want to be treated like it's a date. I want to be able to refuse a guy's advances as if I weren't a slut who'd fuck anyone."
ME: "Or accept them!?"
HWR: "Yes, or accept them."
ME: "Yeah but every guy knows why he's here. It's been about the destination not the journey."
HWR: "Maybe we need more journey."
ME: "Less destination?"
HWR: "Fuck no. Hell no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I don't know, I'm confusing myself."
ME: "Me too. Suppose I try and get a guy on board, you know to seduce you, it doesn't really makes sense to me. What do I tell a guy, you need to seduce her but don't worry you to fuck her in the end anyway."
HWR: "You get a guy? NO ABSOLUTELY NOT, YOU'RE NOT PART OF GETTING MEN, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
ME: "I got is I was merely giving you a suggestion. I'm not sure what you want."
HWR: "Me either."
ME: "Do you want to stop?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "DO you........................."
HWR: "I feel like I've become a piece of fuck meat. Guys come here fuck me then leave. There's nothing more."
ME: "You had more with the work colleague. Besides you wanted it this way."
HWR: "No I didn't, you wanted it, for me to have sex with other men, now I am, it's what you wanted I kept saying no."
ME: "Yes we know that, I mean you wanted to just fuck, no prelims."
HWR: "That's true."
ME: "So let me try and break it down. Just shout out the answer without any thought of the ramifications."
HWR: "I don't know if that will do anything."
ME: "Neither do I, but let's try. Again do you want to stop?"
HWR: "No, yes, I don't know."
ME: "Do you want to be courted, you know wooed?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "Do you want romance rather than juat sex?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "OK I see we're in 'I don't know territory' and we're not gonna get anywhere substantial. So I suggest we leave things as they are, you think about what you want and we'll talk about it at later time."
HWR: "OK."
This is why I say whiplash. At times she bounces from pillar to post. Sometime cognitive issues take control, and this is one of those times. I've learned that when that happens to just let it drop.
Wednesday 6/5 Mr. commuter came by on his way home from work. They fucked in the great room. I got sloppy seconds there as well."
Thursday 6/6 was a therapy day. Turns out the neuro-vestibular therapist has left the agency, and they had 'fill in PTA'. Caused her RSD to flare up. So we nixed the rest of the therapy until they get a replacement 'specialist'. Plan is for end of July to start back up.
She can't take any pain breakthrough meds due to a miscount situation using her opiod pain meds, which I'm not prepared to detail.
Friday 6/6 Mr. commuter came by in the morning, She could only give him head as she was in way too much pain. He offered to bypass any engagement but she said you here now so let's get it to it.
Later in eh day the bartender came by. I suggested she not have him but she insisted. She's in charge!
She was still in too much pain to for anything physical. She told me that she'd just suck him off. I suggested that maybe she should rethink that as he drops huge loads. I set up a plastic sheet over a dining room chair as the pad wasn't large enough. It just wasn't possible for her to be on her knees. So the plan was for her to sit on the chair.
Monday 6/3 Mr. commuter showed up for 'morning service'. I say that because he, as said before, has become old hat. He shows up gets off and leaves, in reality what else is expected? Nothing. And as a repeat he did the same on his way home from work. As a general rule his visits last 15-20 minutes. He gets off, she gets off and I get sloppy seconds or cleanup, so we're all winners. So what am I wanting that's not being provided. I don't really know. This is the life of a 'hotwife husband', wanting more but not knowing what it is that is wanted.
Tuesday 6/4 HWR told me that it seems that the 3 days a week is working, but the discussion went deeper.
HWR: "I think Monday, Wednesday & Friday is working well. Thanks for suggesting it and not letting me violate it."
ME: "Of course you're welcome."
HWR: "The only downside is not enough time to experience more men."
ME: "Yeah but you're still getting new guys."
HWR: "Not really."
ME: "OK, let's do a refresher. Last Monday Mr. commuter brought a friend, Wednesday the bartender brought a friend and last Friday you had a mini-gangbang. That's 5."
HWR: "I count 3 as 2 guys from Friday were a repeat."
ME: "Got me, you're right. Even still 3 ain't bad."
HWR: "It ain't good either. Besides what's this mini-gang bang thing?"
ME: "You had 3 guys right. So it's a gangbang."
HWR: "I don't see that. It was a 4 some."
ME: "So it were 12 guys it would a 13-some? Where is there a line."
HWR: "I see your point but can't put number on it. And while we're on the subject, I AM READY FOR A GROUP. Notice I didn't say 'I think'."
ME: "OK. Do you want to contact the bartender or should I."
HWR: "I want to but I'll let you."
ME: "Let's talk about it for a few moments."
HWR: "What's to talk about?"
ME: "Let me talk, you'll see my thinking."
HWR: "OK"
ME: "I've noticed that you're having trouble multi-tasking."
HWR: "Yeah we know that it's part of my executive function deficit."
ME: "I know that but it's gotten worse. I noticed that last week when you were trying to suck and fuck at the same time. And I think you've noticed it as well."
HWR: "I don't think so."
ME: "Stop being so defensive, I'm on your side. What you told me about last Friday night was that you had trouble. I'm gonna get something to drink, think about it while I do."
When I returned.
HWR: "As I think back you're right I did have trouble, so what difference does that make."
ME: "Let's think group for a moment. You're getting fucked and trying to suck but can't give the cock in you mouth the proper attention. So the guy grabs your head and start skull fucking or face fucking you. Then what?"
HWR: "Not sure exactly what those are but I do understand if he gets too aggressive because I'm ignoring him."
ME: "That's the point. It's about your pleasure and your well being."
HWR: "I see you point but I want to have sex with a bunch of guys at the same time. So what's our options."
ME: "I want you too as well. So lets think about a gangbang, one guy after another and bukkake. So you if you have more than 1 guy you don't need to anything as they will just jerk off on you without you needing to multi-task."
HWR: "I can't believe we're having this discussion, about how your ***** wife, your slut is gonna have sex with a bunch of other men."
ME: "It's what we both want right?"
HWR: "Yes it is."
ME: "OK then. Next question is how many guys. The bartender says expect no shows, so if we say 6 and there are 3 no shows it's not really a big event for you."
HWR: "Yup you're right it's like a night at Gayle's."
ME: "But what if all 8 show up?"
HWR: "That's more like it."
ME: "I dare say neither of us know if you can handle 8 guys."
HWR: "Only one way to find out."
ME: "What about a fluffer?"
HWR: "What's that?"
ME: "Someone who gets the guys hard for you."
HWR: "I can do that myself."
ME: "We jout discussed that, you can't multi-task."
HWR: "Yeah right, what was I thinking. You can."
ME: "I don't think a lot of guys are interested in M2M action. Beside if a guy sticks his cock in my mouth I'm not gonna stop when he gets hard."
HWR "Then he'll cum, what's the problem?"
ME: "Then he won't be available for you."
HWR: "Yup I see that now. Maybe Gayle but it's gotta be on a Friday and she won't be naked with you there."
ME: "I don't get that naked thing."
HWR: "Be that as it may. Before I ask her we'll ask the bartender. He obviously has experience in these things."
ME: "Sounds like a plan."
HWR: "How long do you think the event will last?"
ME: "8 guys 10-15 each as an average. 1 1/2 - 2 hours. Do you think you can handle 2 hours of non-stop fucking."
HWR: "Whether I can or can't I will. I want it bad, real bad."
ME: "You know this is a big step."
HWR: "I disagree. Becoming a hotwife was a big step, this is evolution."
ME: "While we're talking a couple of other things if I may."
HWR: "Must we."
ME: "Yes I think so."
HWR: "Go for it but be quick."
ME: "This past week you had a 'bout' of the extreme horny's and couldn't find anyone. I could have helped. All you had to do is say something and I could have gone on-line and see if I could find someone."
HWR: "I appreciate your offer. But no. That's not gonna happen. It's one of those things I need to do for myself."
ME: "The bartender sets things up. And you're a bit tech challenged."
HWR: "Yeah he does, but it's different. If I ever need your help I'll let you know I promise, until then don't waste your time or efforts. No more discussion about that, please."
ME: "OK. I'll hold you to that promise. The other thing is the black work colleague of Mr. commuter."
HWR: "Yeah what about him."
ME: "First look at the difference between him and the bartender. The bartender is rude ignores me and lasts maybe 15 minutes. The colleague was respectful of us both and you were with the colleague for almost 24 hours............."
HWR: "No it wasn't that long."
ME: "Oh yeah. He got here about 4:30 on Wednesday and left about 2:30 on Thursday. That's 22 hours. 22 hours of sex."
HWR: "Holy shit, you're; right. But it wasn't just sex, there was a lot of sleeping, some eating, some showering, and yes a lot of sex, good sex."
ME: "The last thing, he's black."
HWR: "So what, you don't think he's the 1st black guy I've fucked do you?"
ME: "No, that's not it. You know I'm color blind"
HWR: "Then what's the issue?"
ME: "Our neighbors are nosey and he'll stand out like a sore thumb.
HWR: "And the other guys won't?"
ME: "No the won't, they're all white and fit in."
HWR: "There are blacks living here."
ME: "Yes there are, but in our neighborhood."
HWR: "We have a cover story should it arise."
ME: "Yeah we do but since he's unusual here he will be remembered. Besides he's bald, he doesn't need a haircut."
HWR: "Are you saying I should give him up before it really gets started?"
ME: "I haven't nixed anyone yet and I don't plan on it. But we need to do something different."
HWR: "Like what?"
ME: "I have no idea."
HWR: "Let's give it some thought and I'll talk to him as well."
ME: "That sounds reasonable. See I'm not your enemy. I want you to have sex as much as you want to."
HWR: "Anything else?"
ME: "Yeah, what was with the lingerie, that's not generally in our playbook."
HWR: "He suggested it and thought I'd do something different and maybe please him at the same time."
ME: "Well I must say it surprised me and you looked spectacular, seductive."
HWR: "I realized that was something I was missing in all this."
ME: "I feel a case of whiplash coming on."
HWR: "Seduction! I don't get seduced I'm just a fuck toy."
ME: "Isn't that what you want"
HWR: "Yes and no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I'm a woman you should be used to it by now."
ME: "Yeah well, I'm not.
HWR: "I miss that buildup to sex, the seduction, the teasing, the compliments the dressing up the visual of a man all decked out."
ME: "Are you saying you want to go on 'dates'?
HWR: "No and I'm having trouble explaining it. I don't want to date but I want to be treated like it's a date. I want to be able to refuse a guy's advances as if I weren't a slut who'd fuck anyone."
ME: "Or accept them!?"
HWR: "Yes, or accept them."
ME: "Yeah but every guy knows why he's here. It's been about the destination not the journey."
HWR: "Maybe we need more journey."
ME: "Less destination?"
HWR: "Fuck no. Hell no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I don't know, I'm confusing myself."
ME: "Me too. Suppose I try and get a guy on board, you know to seduce you, it doesn't really makes sense to me. What do I tell a guy, you need to seduce her but don't worry you to fuck her in the end anyway."
HWR: "You get a guy? NO ABSOLUTELY NOT, YOU'RE NOT PART OF GETTING MEN, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
ME: "I got is I was merely giving you a suggestion. I'm not sure what you want."
HWR: "Me either."
ME: "Do you want to stop?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "DO you........................."
HWR: "I feel like I've become a piece of fuck meat. Guys come here fuck me then leave. There's nothing more."
ME: "You had more with the work colleague. Besides you wanted it this way."
HWR: "No I didn't, you wanted it, for me to have sex with other men, now I am, it's what you wanted I kept saying no."
ME: "Yes we know that, I mean you wanted to just fuck, no prelims."
HWR: "That's true."
ME: "So let me try and break it down. Just shout out the answer without any thought of the ramifications."
HWR: "I don't know if that will do anything."
ME: "Neither do I, but let's try. Again do you want to stop?"
HWR: "No, yes, I don't know."
ME: "Do you want to be courted, you know wooed?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "Do you want romance rather than juat sex?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "OK I see we're in 'I don't know territory' and we're not gonna get anywhere substantial. So I suggest we leave things as they are, you think about what you want and we'll talk about it at later time."
HWR: "OK."
This is why I say whiplash. At times she bounces from pillar to post. Sometime cognitive issues take control, and this is one of those times. I've learned that when that happens to just let it drop.
Wednesday 6/5 Mr. commuter came by on his way home from work. They fucked in the great room. I got sloppy seconds there as well."
Thursday 6/6 was a therapy day. Turns out the neuro-vestibular therapist has left the agency, and they had 'fill in PTA'. Caused her RSD to flare up. So we nixed the rest of the therapy until they get a replacement 'specialist'. Plan is for end of July to start back up.
She can't take any pain breakthrough meds due to a miscount situation using her opiod pain meds, which I'm not prepared to detail.
Friday 6/6 Mr. commuter came by in the morning, She could only give him head as she was in way too much pain. He offered to bypass any engagement but she said you here now so let's get it to it.
Later in eh day the bartender came by. I suggested she not have him but she insisted. She's in charge!
She was still in too much pain to for anything physical. She told me that she'd just suck him off. I suggested that maybe she should rethink that as he drops huge loads. I set up a plastic sheet over a dining room chair as the pad wasn't large enough. It just wasn't possible for her to be on her knees. So the plan was for her to sit on the chair.
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I let him in, he looked at the chair and asked what was up. I told him, he said OK.
I got her from the bedroom as he undressed. She sat on the chair and started to suck his cock. I stood watching and stroking my cock. About 5 minutes he said he was getting close, she mumbled ok. And he started cumming, it was shooting out of her mouth and I watched as she tried to take it all swallowing as fast as she could. It was took much and she started to choke and cough and almost vomit as she pulled her mouth off of him. She was spewing liquid from her mouth, saliva cum and probably a big of vomit, her eyes were running tears down her face as well. Obviously when his flood gate was opened it didn't stop he kept cumming as she was struggling just shooting cum on her, stream after stream. Final she caught her breath just as he was done. I had gotten her a towel he started to stoke his still hard cock as she wiped her mouth as best she could. I took the towel when she was done, cum still on parts of her face, red eyes, cum in her hair and on her tits.
As he stroked she opened her mouth like a bird waiting for a feeding. He shot a 2nd load this time she took it a bit better swallowing what she could but closing her mouth to control it as necessary. When he was done he went for a 3rd time and she followed did exactly the same thing. When he was done he said he had to go. Shook off the last drops of cum grabbed a paper towel from the island wiped his cock and threw it on the floor, not even walking to the garbage 10 feet away to toss it out. This guy is so rude.
They thanked each other and she said she had to tell him something he said he didn't have time now to text or call him. And in a heartbeat he was gone.
She was covered in cum. I offered her to help her shower, she refused so I offered her a towel she refused but asked me to help her to the bed, still covered in his cum. She took Big John and masturbated as she rubbed his cum on her body. After 2 orgasms she asked me to help her shower. I got a blowjob as I washed her.
Whiplash, from the extreme of talking about seduction to being a cum dumpster within 24 hours.
Saturday 6/7 I asked her if she gave it any thought. She asked what. I told her our discussion. She said what discussion. I gave her the highlights, black colleague, gang bang, seduction. She said she had no idea what I was talking about. It was if it never happened. I'm kinda used her short term memory issues. Sometimes its' worse than others, this is one of the worse.
I let him in, he looked at the chair and asked what was up. I told him, he said OK.
I got her from the bedroom as he undressed. She sat on the chair and started to suck his cock. I stood watching and stroking my cock. About 5 minutes he said he was getting close, she mumbled ok. And he started cumming, it was shooting out of her mouth and I watched as she tried to take it all swallowing as fast as she could. It was took much and she started to choke and cough and almost vomit as she pulled her mouth off of him. She was spewing liquid from her mouth, saliva cum and probably a big of vomit, her eyes were running tears down her face as well. Obviously when his flood gate was opened it didn't stop he kept cumming as she was struggling just shooting cum on her, stream after stream. Final she caught her breath just as he was done. I had gotten her a towel he started to stoke his still hard cock as she wiped her mouth as best she could. I took the towel when she was done, cum still on parts of her face, red eyes, cum in her hair and on her tits.
As he stroked she opened her mouth like a bird waiting for a feeding. He shot a 2nd load this time she took it a bit better swallowing what she could but closing her mouth to control it as necessary. When he was done he went for a 3rd time and she followed did exactly the same thing. When he was done he said he had to go. Shook off the last drops of cum grabbed a paper towel from the island wiped his cock and threw it on the floor, not even walking to the garbage 10 feet away to toss it out. This guy is so rude.
They thanked each other and she said she had to tell him something he said he didn't have time now to text or call him. And in a heartbeat he was gone.
She was covered in cum. I offered her to help her shower, she refused so I offered her a towel she refused but asked me to help her to the bed, still covered in his cum. She took Big John and masturbated as she rubbed his cum on her body. After 2 orgasms she asked me to help her shower. I got a blowjob as I washed her.
Whiplash, from the extreme of talking about seduction to being a cum dumpster within 24 hours.
Saturday 6/7 I asked her if she gave it any thought. She asked what. I told her our discussion. She said what discussion. I gave her the highlights, black colleague, gang bang, seduction. She said she had no idea what I was talking about. It was if it never happened. I'm kinda used her short term memory issues. Sometimes its' worse than others, this is one of the worse.[/QUOTE]
HWR: "Only one way to find out."
ME: "What about a fluffer?"
HWR: "What's that?"
ME: "Someone who gets the guys hard for you."
HWR: "I can do that myself."
ME: "We jout discussed that, you can't multi-task."
HWR: "Yeah right, what was I thinking. You can."
ME: "I don't think a lot of guys are interested in M2M action. Beside if a guy sticks his cock in my mouth I'm not gonna stop when he gets hard."
HWR "Then he'll cum, what's the problem?"
ME: "Then he won't be available for you."
HWR: "Yup I see that now. Maybe Gayle but it's gotta be on a Friday and she won't be naked with you there."
ME: "I don't get that naked thing."
HWR: "Be that as it may. Before I ask her we'll ask the bartender. He obviously has experience in these things."
ME: "Sounds like a plan."
HWR: "How long do you think the event will last?"
ME: "8 guys 10-15 each as an average. 1 1/2 - 2 hours. Do you think you can handle 2 hours of non-stop fucking."
HWR: "Whether I can or can't I will. I want it bad, real bad."
ME: "You know this is a big step."
HWR: "I disagree. Becoming a hotwife was a big step, this is evolution."
ME: "While we're talking a couple of other things if I may."
HWR: "Must we."
ME: "Yes I think so."
HWR: "Go for it but be quick."
ME: "This past week you had a 'bout' of the extreme horny's and couldn't find anyone. I could have helped. All you had to do is say something and I could have gone on-line and see if I could find someone."
HWR: "I appreciate your offer. But no. That's not gonna happen. It's one of those things I need to do for myself."
ME: "The bartender sets things up. And you're a bit tech challenged."
HWR: "Yeah he does, but it's different. If I ever need your help I'll let you know I promise, until then don't waste your time or efforts. No more discussion about that, please."
ME: "OK. I'll hold you to that promise. The other thing is the black work colleague of Mr. commuter."
HWR: "Yeah what about him."
ME: "First look at the difference between him and the bartender. The bartender is rude ignores me and lasts maybe 15 minutes. The colleague was respectful of us both and you were with the colleague for almost 24 hours............."
HWR: "No it wasn't that long."
ME: "Oh yeah. He got here about 4:30 on Wednesday and left about 2:30 on Thursday. That's 22 hours. 22 hours of sex."
HWR: "Holy shit, you're; right. But it wasn't just sex, there was a lot of sleeping, some eating, some showering, and yes a lot of sex, good sex."
ME: "The last thing, he's black."
HWR: "So what, you don't think he's the 1st black guy I've fucked do you?"
ME: "No, that's not it. You know I'm color blind"
HWR: "Then what's the issue?"
ME: "Our neighbors are nosey and he'll stand out like a sore thumb.
HWR: "And the other guys won't?"
ME: "No the won't, they're all white and fit in."
HWR: "There are blacks living here."
ME: "Yes there are, but in our neighborhood."
HWR: "We have a cover story should it arise."
ME: "Yeah we do but since he's unusual here he will be remembered. Besides he's bald, he doesn't need a haircut."
HWR: "Are you saying I should give him up before it really gets started?"
ME: "I haven't nixed anyone yet and I don't plan on it. But we need to do something different."
HWR: "Like what?"
ME: "I have no idea."
HWR: "Let's give it some thought and I'll talk to him as well."
ME: "That sounds reasonable. See I'm not your enemy. I want you to have sex as much as you want to."
HWR: "Anything else?"
ME: "Yeah, what was with the lingerie, that's not generally in our playbook."
HWR: "He suggested it and thought I'd do something different and maybe please him at the same time."
ME: "Well I must say it surprised me and you looked spectacular, seductive."
HWR: "I realized that was something I was missing in all this."
ME: "I feel a case of whiplash coming on."
HWR: "Seduction! I don't get seduced I'm just a fuck toy."
ME: "Isn't that what you want"
HWR: "Yes and no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I'm a woman you should be used to it by now."
ME: "Yeah well, I'm not.
HWR: "I miss that buildup to sex, the seduction, the teasing, the compliments the dressing up the visual of a man all decked out."
ME: "Are you saying you want to go on 'dates'?
HWR: "No and I'm having trouble explaining it. I don't want to date but I want to be treated like it's a date. I want to be able to refuse a guy's advances as if I weren't a slut who'd fuck anyone."
ME: "Or accept them!?"
HWR: "Yes, or accept them."
ME: "Yeah but every guy knows why he's here. It's been about the destination not the journey."
HWR: "Maybe we need more journey."
ME: "Less destination?"
HWR: "Fuck no. Hell no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I don't know, I'm confusing myself."
ME: "Me too. Suppose I try and get a guy on board, you know to seduce you, it doesn't really makes sense to me. What do I tell a guy, you need to seduce her but don't worry you to fuck her in the end anyway."
HWR: "You get a guy? NO ABSOLUTELY NOT, YOU'RE NOT PART OF GETTING MEN, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
ME: "I got is I was merely giving you a suggestion. I'm not sure what you want."
HWR: "Me either."
ME: "Do you want to stop?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "DO you........................."
HWR: "I feel like I've become a piece of fuck meat. Guys come here fuck me then leave. There's nothing more."
ME: "You had more with the work colleague. Besides you wanted it this way."
HWR: "No I didn't, you wanted it, for me to have sex with other men, now I am, it's what you wanted I kept saying no."
ME: "Yes we know that, I mean you wanted to just fuck, no prelims."
HWR: "That's true."
ME: "So let me try and break it down. Just shout out the answer without any thought of the ramifications."
HWR: "I don't know if that will do anything."
ME: "Neither do I, but let's try. Again do you want to stop?"
HWR: "No, yes, I don't know."
ME: "Do you want to be courted, you know wooed?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "Do you want romance rather than juat sex?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "OK I see we're in 'I don't know territory' and we're not gonna get anywhere substantial. So I suggest we leave things as they are, you think about what you want and we'll talk about it at later time."
HWR: "OK."
This is why I say whiplash. At times she bounces from pillar to post. Sometime cognitive issues take control, and this is one of those times. I've learned that when that happens to just let it drop.
Wednesday 6/5 Mr. commuter came by on his way home from work. They fucked in the great room. I got sloppy seconds there as well."
Thursday 6/6 was a therapy day. Turns out the neuro-vestibular therapist has left the agency, and they had 'fill in PTA'. Caused her RSD to flare up. So we nixed the rest of the therapy until they get a replacement 'specialist'. Plan is for end of July to start back up.
She can't take any pain breakthrough meds due to a miscount situation using her opiod pain meds, which I'm not prepared to detail.
Friday 6/6 Mr. commuter came by in the morning, She could only give him head as she was in way too much pain. He offered to bypass any engagement but she said you here now so let's get it to it.
Later in eh day the bartender came by. I suggested she not have him but she insisted. She's in charge!
She was still in too much pain to for anything physical. She told me that she'd just suck him off. I suggested that maybe she should rethink that as he drops huge loads. I set up a plastic sheet over a dining room chair as the pad wasn't large enough. It just wasn't possible for her to be on her knees. So the plan was for her to sit on the chair.
Monday 6/3 Mr. commuter showed up for 'morning service'. I say that because he, as said before, has become old hat. He shows up gets off and leaves, in reality what else is expected? Nothing. And as a repeat he did the same on his way home from work. As a general rule his visits last 15-20 minutes. He gets off, she gets off and I get sloppy seconds or cleanup, so we're all winners. So what am I wanting that's not being provided. I don't really know. This is the life of a 'hotwife husband', wanting more but not knowing what it is that is wanted.
Tuesday 6/4 HWR told me that it seems that the 3 days a week is working, but the discussion went deeper.
HWR: "I think Monday, Wednesday & Friday is working well. Thanks for suggesting it and not letting me violate it."
ME: "Of course you're welcome."
HWR: "The only downside is not enough time to experience more men."
ME: "Yeah but you're still getting new guys."
HWR: "Not really."
ME: "OK, let's do a refresher. Last Monday Mr. commuter brought a friend, Wednesday the bartender brought a friend and last Friday you had a mini-gangbang. That's 5."
HWR: "I count 3 as 2 guys from Friday were a repeat."
ME: "Got me, you're right. Even still 3 ain't bad."
HWR: "It ain't good either. Besides what's this mini-gang bang thing?"
ME: "You had 3 guys right. So it's a gangbang."
HWR: "I don't see that. It was a 4 some."
ME: "So it were 12 guys it would a 13-some? Where is there a line."
HWR: "I see your point but can't put number on it. And while we're on the subject, I AM READY FOR A GROUP. Notice I didn't say 'I think'."
ME: "OK. Do you want to contact the bartender or should I."
HWR: "I want to but I'll let you."
ME: "Let's talk about it for a few moments."
HWR: "What's to talk about?"
ME: "Let me talk, you'll see my thinking."
HWR: "OK"
ME: "I've noticed that you're having trouble multi-tasking."
HWR: "Yeah we know that it's part of my executive function deficit."
ME: "I know that but it's gotten worse. I noticed that last week when you were trying to suck and fuck at the same time. And I think you've noticed it as well."
HWR: "I don't think so."
ME: "Stop being so defensive, I'm on your side. What you told me about last Friday night was that you had trouble. I'm gonna get something to drink, think about it while I do."
When I returned.
HWR: "As I think back you're right I did have trouble, so what difference does that make."
ME: "Let's think group for a moment. You're getting fucked and trying to suck but can't give the cock in you mouth the proper attention. So the guy grabs your head and start skull fucking or face fucking you. Then what?"
HWR: "Not sure exactly what those are but I do understand if he gets too aggressive because I'm ignoring him."
ME: "That's the point. It's about your pleasure and your well being."
HWR: "I see you point but I want to have sex with a bunch of guys at the same time. So what's our options."
ME: "I want you too as well. So lets think about a gangbang, one guy after another and bukkake. So you if you have more than 1 guy you don't need to anything as they will just jerk off on you without you needing to multi-task."
HWR: "I can't believe we're having this discussion, about how your ***** wife, your slut is gonna have sex with a bunch of other men."
ME: "It's what we both want right?"
HWR: "Yes it is."
ME: "OK then. Next question is how many guys. The bartender says expect no shows, so if we say 6 and there are 3 no shows it's not really a big event for you."
HWR: "Yup you're right it's like a night at Gayle's."
ME: "But what if all 8 show up?"
HWR: "That's more like it."
ME: "I dare say neither of us know if you can handle 8 guys."
HWR: "Only one way to find out."
ME: "What about a fluffer?"
HWR: "What's that?"
ME: "Someone who gets the guys hard for you."
HWR: "I can do that myself."
ME: "We jout discussed that, you can't multi-task."
HWR: "Yeah right, what was I thinking. You can."
ME: "I don't think a lot of guys are interested in M2M action. Beside if a guy sticks his cock in my mouth I'm not gonna stop when he gets hard."
HWR "Then he'll cum, what's the problem?"
ME: "Then he won't be available for you."
HWR: "Yup I see that now. Maybe Gayle but it's gotta be on a Friday and she won't be naked with you there."
ME: "I don't get that naked thing."
HWR: "Be that as it may. Before I ask her we'll ask the bartender. He obviously has experience in these things."
ME: "Sounds like a plan."
HWR: "How long do you think the event will last?"
ME: "8 guys 10-15 each as an average. 1 1/2 - 2 hours. Do you think you can handle 2 hours of non-stop fucking."
HWR: "Whether I can or can't I will. I want it bad, real bad."
ME: "You know this is a big step."
HWR: "I disagree. Becoming a hotwife was a big step, this is evolution."
ME: "While we're talking a couple of other things if I may."
HWR: "Must we."
ME: "Yes I think so."
HWR: "Go for it but be quick."
ME: "This past week you had a 'bout' of the extreme horny's and couldn't find anyone. I could have helped. All you had to do is say something and I could have gone on-line and see if I could find someone."
HWR: "I appreciate your offer. But no. That's not gonna happen. It's one of those things I need to do for myself."
ME: "The bartender sets things up. And you're a bit tech challenged."
HWR: "Yeah he does, but it's different. If I ever need your help I'll let you know I promise, until then don't waste your time or efforts. No more discussion about that, please."
ME: "OK. I'll hold you to that promise. The other thing is the black work colleague of Mr. commuter."
HWR: "Yeah what about him."
ME: "First look at the difference between him and the bartender. The bartender is rude ignores me and lasts maybe 15 minutes. The colleague was respectful of us both and you were with the colleague for almost 24 hours............."
HWR: "No it wasn't that long."
ME: "Oh yeah. He got here about 4:30 on Wednesday and left about 2:30 on Thursday. That's 22 hours. 22 hours of sex."
HWR: "Holy shit, you're; right. But it wasn't just sex, there was a lot of sleeping, some eating, some showering, and yes a lot of sex, good sex."
ME: "The last thing, he's black."
HWR: "So what, you don't think he's the 1st black guy I've fucked do you?"
ME: "No, that's not it. You know I'm color blind"
HWR: "Then what's the issue?"
ME: "Our neighbors are nosey and he'll stand out like a sore thumb.
HWR: "And the other guys won't?"
ME: "No the won't, they're all white and fit in."
HWR: "There are blacks living here."
ME: "Yes there are, but in our neighborhood."
HWR: "We have a cover story should it arise."
ME: "Yeah we do but since he's unusual here he will be remembered. Besides he's bald, he doesn't need a haircut."
HWR: "Are you saying I should give him up before it really gets started?"
ME: "I haven't nixed anyone yet and I don't plan on it. But we need to do something different."
HWR: "Like what?"
ME: "I have no idea."
HWR: "Let's give it some thought and I'll talk to him as well."
ME: "That sounds reasonable. See I'm not your enemy. I want you to have sex as much as you want to."
HWR: "Anything else?"
ME: "Yeah, what was with the lingerie, that's not generally in our playbook."
HWR: "He suggested it and thought I'd do something different and maybe please him at the same time."
ME: "Well I must say it surprised me and you looked spectacular, seductive."
HWR: "I realized that was something I was missing in all this."
ME: "I feel a case of whiplash coming on."
HWR: "Seduction! I don't get seduced I'm just a fuck toy."
ME: "Isn't that what you want"
HWR: "Yes and no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I'm a woman you should be used to it by now."
ME: "Yeah well, I'm not.
HWR: "I miss that buildup to sex, the seduction, the teasing, the compliments the dressing up the visual of a man all decked out."
ME: "Are you saying you want to go on 'dates'?
HWR: "No and I'm having trouble explaining it. I don't want to date but I want to be treated like it's a date. I want to be able to refuse a guy's advances as if I weren't a slut who'd fuck anyone."
ME: "Or accept them!?"
HWR: "Yes, or accept them."
ME: "Yeah but every guy knows why he's here. It's been about the destination not the journey."
HWR: "Maybe we need more journey."
ME: "Less destination?"
HWR: "Fuck no. Hell no."
ME: "Whiplash."
HWR: "I don't know, I'm confusing myself."
ME: "Me too. Suppose I try and get a guy on board, you know to seduce you, it doesn't really makes sense to me. What do I tell a guy, you need to seduce her but don't worry you to fuck her in the end anyway."
HWR: "You get a guy? NO ABSOLUTELY NOT, YOU'RE NOT PART OF GETTING MEN, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
ME: "I got is I was merely giving you a suggestion. I'm not sure what you want."
HWR: "Me either."
ME: "Do you want to stop?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "DO you........................."
HWR: "I feel like I've become a piece of fuck meat. Guys come here fuck me then leave. There's nothing more."
ME: "You had more with the work colleague. Besides you wanted it this way."
HWR: "No I didn't, you wanted it, for me to have sex with other men, now I am, it's what you wanted I kept saying no."
ME: "Yes we know that, I mean you wanted to just fuck, no prelims."
HWR: "That's true."
ME: "So let me try and break it down. Just shout out the answer without any thought of the ramifications."
HWR: "I don't know if that will do anything."
ME: "Neither do I, but let's try. Again do you want to stop?"
HWR: "No, yes, I don't know."
ME: "Do you want to be courted, you know wooed?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "Do you want romance rather than juat sex?"
HWR: "I don't know."
ME: "OK I see we're in 'I don't know territory' and we're not gonna get anywhere substantial. So I suggest we leave things as they are, you think about what you want and we'll talk about it at later time."
HWR: "OK."
This is why I say whiplash. At times she bounces from pillar to post. Sometime cognitive issues take control, and this is one of those times. I've learned that when that happens to just let it drop.
Wednesday 6/5 Mr. commuter came by on his way home from work. They fucked in the great room. I got sloppy seconds there as well."
Thursday 6/6 was a therapy day. Turns out the neuro-vestibular therapist has left the agency, and they had 'fill in PTA'. Caused her RSD to flare up. So we nixed the rest of the therapy until they get a replacement 'specialist'. Plan is for end of July to start back up.
She can't take any pain breakthrough meds due to a miscount situation using her opiod pain meds, which I'm not prepared to detail.
Friday 6/6 Mr. commuter came by in the morning, She could only give him head as she was in way too much pain. He offered to bypass any engagement but she said you here now so let's get it to it.
Later in eh day the bartender came by. I suggested she not have him but she insisted. She's in charge!
She was still in too much pain to for anything physical. She told me that she'd just suck him off. I suggested that maybe she should rethink that as he drops huge loads. I set up a plastic sheet over a dining room chair as the pad wasn't large enough. It just wasn't possible for her to be on her knees. So the plan was for her to sit on the chair.
I let him in, he looked at the chair and asked what was up. I told him, he said OK.
I got her from the bedroom as he undressed. She sat on the chair and started to suck his cock. I stood watching and stroking my cock. About 5 minutes he said he was getting close, she mumbled ok. And he started cumming, it was shooting out of her mouth and I watched as she tried to take it all swallowing as fast as she could. It was took much and she started to choke and cough and almost vomit as she pulled her mouth off of him. She was spewing liquid from her mouth, saliva cum and probably a big of vomit, her eyes were running tears down her face as well. Obviously when his flood gate was opened it didn't stop he kept cumming as she was struggling just shooting cum on her, stream after stream. Final she caught her breath just as he was done. I had gotten her a towel he started to stoke his still hard cock as she wiped her mouth as best she could. I took the towel when she was done, cum still on parts of her face, red eyes, cum in her hair and on her tits.
As he stroked she opened her mouth like a bird waiting for a feeding. He shot a 2nd load this time she took it a bit better swallowing what she could but closing her mouth to control it as necessary. When he was done he went for a 3rd time and she followed did exactly the same thing. When he was done he said he had to go. Shook off the last drops of cum grabbed a paper towel from the island wiped his cock and threw it on the floor, not even walking to the garbage 10 feet away to toss it out. This guy is so rude.
They thanked each other and she said she had to tell him something he said he didn't have time now to text or call him. And in a heartbeat he was gone.
She was covered in cum. I offered her to help her shower, she refused so I offered her a towel she refused but asked me to help her to the bed, still covered in his cum. She took Big John and masturbated as she rubbed his cum on her body. After 2 orgasms she asked me to help her shower. I got a blowjob as I washed her.
Whiplash, from the extreme of talking about seduction to being a cum dumpster within 24 hours.
Saturday 6/7 I asked her if she gave it any thought. She asked what. I told her our discussion. She said what discussion. I gave her the highlights, black colleague, gang bang, seduction. She said she had no idea what I was talking about. It was if it never happened. I'm kinda used her short term memory issues. Sometimes its' worse than others, this is one of the worse.
I let him in, he looked at the chair and asked what was up. I told him, he said OK.
I got her from the bedroom as he undressed. She sat on the chair and started to suck his cock. I stood watching and stroking my cock. About 5 minutes he said he was getting close, she mumbled ok. And he started cumming, it was shooting out of her mouth and I watched as she tried to take it all swallowing as fast as she could. It was took much and she started to choke and cough and almost vomit as she pulled her mouth off of him. She was spewing liquid from her mouth, saliva cum and probably a big of vomit, her eyes were running tears down her face as well. Obviously when his flood gate was opened it didn't stop he kept cumming as she was struggling just shooting cum on her, stream after stream. Final she caught her breath just as he was done. I had gotten her a towel he started to stoke his still hard cock as she wiped her mouth as best she could. I took the towel when she was done, cum still on parts of her face, red eyes, cum in her hair and on her tits.
As he stroked she opened her mouth like a bird waiting for a feeding. He shot a 2nd load this time she took it a bit better swallowing what she could but closing her mouth to control it as necessary. When he was done he went for a 3rd time and she followed did exactly the same thing. When he was done he said he had to go. Shook off the last drops of cum grabbed a paper towel from the island wiped his cock and threw it on the floor, not even walking to the garbage 10 feet away to toss it out. This guy is so rude.
They thanked each other and she said she had to tell him something he said he didn't have time now to text or call him. And in a heartbeat he was gone.
She was covered in cum. I offered her to help her shower, she refused so I offered her a towel she refused but asked me to help her to the bed, still covered in his cum. She took Big John and masturbated as she rubbed his cum on her body. After 2 orgasms she asked me to help her shower. I got a blowjob as I washed her.
Whiplash, from the extreme of talking about seduction to being a cum dumpster within 24 hours.
Saturday 6/7 I asked her if she gave it any thought. She asked what. I told her our discussion. She said what discussion. I gave her the highlights, black colleague, gang bang, seduction. She said she had no idea what I was talking about. It was if it never happened. I'm kinda used her short term memory issues. Sometimes its' worse than others, this is one of the worse.[/QUOTE]