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2020-10-09 16:38:51 +0000 UTC View Post
According to Raef, Sanja gets insanely jealous of women who are around his age, especially the single ones. She is from Croatia, after all. So I have no doubt she has some hot bIood running through those veins. But apparently she has absolutely no problem at all with him being attracted to women who are older than her. Which, interestingly, just happens to be me. By a little over 6 years. There is a hot little video that goes with these pics. Want it? Drop me a tip $5 or more on this post and I’ll send right along to you. 😘
2020-10-09 03:37:51 +0000 UTC View PostRaef and I have been texting off and on ever since our phone conversation this past Saturday. He’s obviously made it crystal clear that he wants to get his thick cock inside of me. And I may have indicated a slight interest on my part in allowing it. The truth is I’m trying to be cool, but it’s always been difficult for me with guys that I have a high sexual attraction toward. Raef definitely falls into that category. Here are a few things I’ve admitted/said to Raef in texts over the last couple days. It clearly didn’t help that I was ovulat!ng and horny as fuck. I think he’s an arrogant jerk and I don’t appreciate the way that he treats my husband. In spite of the fact he’s a total asshole, there’s just something about him that makes me want to lie on my back and spread my legs. I can’t help it. Him leaning into me in his apartment a couple months ago made my panties instantly wet. I always take my husband’s opinion into consideration when choosing lovers, but I always have the final say. While there are bulls that my husband enjoys watching me be intimate with, he would not be one of them. If Sanja’s descriptions are accurate, then yes, he’s significantly bigger down below than hubby. I haven’t hit menopause yet, so we may need to take precautions depending on the time of the month I love an aggressive man who takes what he wants And I made it clear that, should anything happen between us, he is at liberty to tell no one. EVER. And finally, he has to agree never to tease my husband about any aspect of this. At least not until I give him the go-ahead😆
2020-10-08 03:32:36 +0000 UTC View PostSaturday’s telephone call with Raef and follow up texting led to an utter blowout with my husband on Sunday. But then it all culminated in some clarity and resignation on his part. I never in a million years would have guessed things were going to shake out the way they did. It’s actually taken me a day to process all of it. But the bottom line is that my husband’s simply being too emotional about everything. For whatever reason, the toothpaste that he’s so worried about is already out of the tube. That much is a fact. So all we can do now is deal with situation as it stands. And the current reality of our situation, in all likelihood, is that my decision to share the facts of our marriage with Jessica has led to my husband being outed as a cuck with his boss and who knows else. Unfortunately, there’s simply no way to know for certain how far this juicy little piece of gossip has spread into our circle. But at the end of the day, I suppose there’s some remote chance that it hasn’t gone any further than Sanja and Raef at this point. In my husband’s mind, however, that’s bad enough. Catastrophic even. But I just don’t see it the same way that he does. And I made that fact clear to him last night. For starters, I’ve always felt that my marriage is beautiful and perfect with all of its kinks and complexities. And I’ve also always sort of resented the extremes my husband has gone to to keep the nature of it under wraps. A big part of me is actually rejoicing over this little turn of events. Secondly, our marriage has gradually shifted over the last couple of years toward my taking a more dominant role. Certainly that’s the case sexually, where I have full power to choose my lovers, require my husband to keep my vagina perfectly groomed for them, and even have him m33t with my new friend at VS to pick out the panties I wear for them. But it’s also trickled over into our non-sexual life too. My attempts to foster a better relationship with Raef and Sanja were initially about strengthening my husband’s professional relationship with his boss. And so far, things couldn’t be going better in that respect. Raef has been treating my husband more like a colleague and bullying him so much less. I’ve been very clear with my husband that that’s all because of me. Don’t get me wrong. I totally get that having our ‘real’ and ‘sexual’ worlds collide is terrifying for my husband. But let’s be absolutely clear, my instincts and decision making have got us to where we are today, and I’m the one who’s best positioned to navigate these waters. As far as the chance goes of news of my husband’s cuck status having spread into the broader population, I told my husband in no uncertain terms that he just has to deal with it. People have kinks, and not everyone is blessed with an alpha-sized penis. It’s a fact of life, and like everything else, this will also blow over in time. Plus, he just needs to look at the bright side. Public knowledge of our relationship is going to open way more doors for us than it closes. He needs to see it from the same perspective. And hen I finished by telling my husband that I’m actually glad this all happened. So glad in fact that I wouldn’t even go back and change things if given the opportunity. I want him to be happy about it too. Things are changing for the better for us. My interim promotion is a huge opportunity for us professionally speaking, and this thing that’s sparking with Raef is exciting as fuck (including for hubby). Yes, there’s definitely some professional peril for him, but I’ve been making more money than him for over 5 years now. We can weather the loss of his job. But I also told him that I won’t let that happen. I know how important his career is to him, and I have a plan to protect him. Now all he needs to do is get the fuck on board. After I’d sufficiently calmed my husband’s nerves, the two of us went to bed. I could tell that hubby was emotionally exhausted, but I had him eat my pussy until I came. It was no shit the hardest climax I’ve ever fucking experienced.
2020-10-07 04:15:03 +0000 UTC View PostI am so glad you are enjoying my content. Anyone who hasn’t received the squirting vid and is requesting to see it, please leave a $5 min tip on this post and I will send out later today! 💦💦💦
2020-10-06 17:12:52 +0000 UTC View PostI called Raef yesterday and point blank asked him if he was the one who sent me the flowers. He laughed and said either way he’s definitely going to be the one taking credit for them. And then I sternly demanded that he be honest with me, unintentionally blurting out that hubby’s extremely anxious at the possibility they may have come from him. My demand was met with an absolute silence that seemed to last an eternity, until finally I broke it up by saying “Raef, please answer me...” To the best of my recollection, this is exactly what he said in response. “Yes. The flowers were from me. I just wanted to help you celebrate your big promotion. I get that it’s possibly only temporary, but it’s still a big deal being put in charge. I’ll never forget the day it happened to me. I was excited and terrified all at the same time. But more than anything, I just remember needing a bitch to fuck soooooooo bad. I went out that night and found myself an absolutely gorgeous older married woman. She called her husband from her knees in my bedroom. At that point she was wearing nothing but her panties, and I had my cock laying across her face as she told him how she was sleeping over at her girlfriend’s. Six hours later, I sent her back home to him with three of my loads in her cheating pussy. What I like most about you is that you won’t have to lie to your husband when you need to stay over to get your fix for bigger dick. And I absolutely love that you can tell him you’re getting it from me.” Oh. My. God. 😳😳😳 I had to relieve myself this morning thinking about that conversation. I’m thinking of sending this vid to Raef. PS: Thank you so much to everyone who tipped on my squirting vid. You will all be receiving a full length version of this shows vid. If you missed it you can also tip on this post and I’ll be sending out tonight. Please tip my vid I sent to your DM if you liked it ans want to see more😘😘😘
2020-10-04 22:20:48 +0000 UTC View PostThings have not been going well since my promotion to interim head of HR at my company. Mimi clearly feels like she was passed over and has been cold as ice toward me ever since the announcement. But as bad as things are with her right now, they’re even worse with my husband. He’s literally flipping out over the mystery flowers that I got at the office yesterday. He’s certain that they’re from Raef, and he can’t calm himself down about it. He firmly believes that Raef would never be acting like he has been unless he knew more about our relationship than he’s letting on. My little Sherlock Holmes thinks that everything’s starting to make perfect sense now, and he’s deduced that this entire situation is the fault of Jessica and her disclosure to Sanja about my pregnancy with Connor. He suspects that Jessica probably told Sanja way more than she’s letting on. But ultimately, he says the real fault is mine for disclosing way more to Jessica about our relationship than she ever needed to know. I disagree with him on that last part, but I can obviously see his point. So, in his panicked state of mind, he thinks the invite to Raef’s two weeks ago was just one big setup, and that we were actually invited over just for Raef and Sanja to feel us out. Sanja’s bringing up the Falwells almost immediately after we got there and the incident in the kitchen all seem totally calculated now in his opinion. He’s absolutely convinced at this point that Raef and Sanja know that we have a hotwife/cuckold marriage, and it terrifies him on multiple levels. First and foremost, he hates that his gorgeous boss - who’s also been a bit of a bully toward him - now knows that his wife makes her pussy available to other men and is actively trying to access it for his own use. But he’s also terrified that the existence of our relationship might have spread even further among our circle. Unfortunately there’s nothing I can do or say at this point to ease his mind. And he’s pressing me relentlessly to stop pursuing any type of relationship with Raef. While I’m obviously sensitive to my husband’s anxiety, the reality is I know him better than he knows himself. And I know that he’s seriously overreacting to the situation. But either way, I see no need whatsoever to dial things back with Raef. The worst case scenario is that Raef and Sanja have it on good information that my husband’s a cuckold, in which case the damage is already done. In my opinion, that scenario seems almost liberating in a sense. And I have to admit, Raef pursuing me with the full awareness that I cuck my husband is a huge turn on to me. I’m going to sleep on it tonight, but I think I’m going to call Raef tomorrow morning and confront him about the flowers. I really want to know.
2020-10-03 02:12:26 +0000 UTC View Post
Things with Mimi have been weird almost instantly since I was appointed interim head of HR. I’ll be the first to admit, she’s waaaaay more qualified than me. And who knows, she could ultimately be the one who ends up with the job. But I think management just prefers my temperament. Incidentally, I got flowers at work this morning congratulating me on my promotion. The card said, “Congratulations. You always get what you want. Just like me.” It wasn’t signed.
2020-10-02 02:51:56 +0000 UTC View Post
Some texts to hubby from earlier today Hey baby. Check out my little calendar lol. Thinking about maybe planning a girls night with Jessica and Sanja this weekend. You know how fucking crazy I get this time of the month. Who knows, if nothing pans out for us at the bars, maybe Sanja will invite us all back to her place to gang up on poor Raef. God knows Jessica could probably use some big cock too. I think I’m going to be needing some new panties. Can you go see Katie for me tomorrow or Thursday? And I’m definitely going to need another one of your baby-smooth shaves sweetie. I love that you help me get ready 😘
2020-09-30 00:12:40 +0000 UTC View PostDon’t mind me, just headed to a meeting offsite. 😈😆
2020-09-29 14:34:24 +0000 UTC View PostThe only thing that gets my pussy dripping faster than showing off my body, is being a tease. This is the prequel to the video I made last weekend. I maybe had a little too much fun with the self-love play. If that’s even possible. Tip on this post and I’ll send the the full video of my post from last Sunday. Let’s just say it involves baby oil and a huge dildo. 😈🤤💦🍆
2020-09-26 15:44:03 +0000 UTC View PostCan someone please hand me a towel? 🤤 Feel free to tip this post if it made your cock twinge just a little. 🍆 💦
2020-09-23 20:05:20 +0000 UTC View PostI felt a jolt of electricity the moment Raef first smiled at me the day I first met him at the club. Hubby had just formally introduced us after their round of golf. Y0ung and successful, with striking good looks, he seemed to tower over my sweet husband. I initially chalked up my attraction to forbidden fruit, which has definitely always been a thing with me. And the stories my husband would tell me about Raef’s constant criticism of his work and the frequent verbal abuse seemed to reinforce the point that Raef was simply not a realistic option. I mean honestly, what kind of woman wants to spread her legs and offer her snug pussy to a man who bullies her husband? But all of it made me fantasize about him even more. One particularly powerful fantasy I have is downright fucking sadistic, but it never fails to get me off. It’s something of a dream-like scenario that involves me underneath Raef’s desk pleasuring him orally while he holds a business meeting with my husband. Raef’s secretary happens to also be in the room taking notes of the meeting while I tend to her boss. As my husband enters the office along with ‘Ms Bailey,’ I’m standing behind Raef slightly to his left side wearing nothing but a sexy black bra and tiny black thong panties. As soon as everyone is seated, however, Raef motions me to take my place on my knees. (Incidentally, I’m already wet just writing this story). From across the desk, Neither my husband nor Raef’s assistant can see me at that point, but they can both clearly hear the unmistakable sound of me undoing Raef’s belt, lowering the fly of his expensive suit pants and gently easing out his magnificent penis. They can also most certainly hear the gasp from my lips as I ponder how exactly I’m going to fit his massive erection in my mouth. For his part, Raef conducts the meeting in a truly professional manner. Other than for the slurping sounds from my slutty mouth as I desperately try and drain the balls of my husband’s gorgeous bully, nothing wouldve seemed even remotely out of the ordinary about the entire scenario. That is until Raef politely excuses himself, leans back in his chair, firmly grabs the back of my head with both hands and enjoys a massive orgasm inside of my married mouth; his intense wail of pleasure clearly signaling the scope of the event transpiring before my husband’s very eyes. To my credit, I manage to swallow every single drop of my bull’s massive load. That is except for one, which I’ve unknowingly allowed to escape from the corner of my mouth, and which is now slowly making its way down the side of my chin as I stand and bring myself into my husband’s field of view once again. Raef thanks me for a job that was extremely well done (as he puts it), swats me firmly on my bare bottom and then directs me to his en suite to put my clothes back on and touch up my makeup for a lunch date that I have with hubby at the conclusion of his meeting. Although, as Raef notes with a laugh, my appetite may be somewhat diminished at this point. I definitely had an appetite at Raef’s apartment on Sunday, for many things. But pizza was definitely one of them. As I mentioned yesterday, I chickened out on making any bet with Raef for a massage. Easily the biggest reason was because of my fear of jeopardizing my friendship with Sanja, the ironic part being that she’s the one who made the whole contrived situation completely unnecessary in any event. I don’t think she’d even gotten to the bottom of her first Bl00dy Mary before she steered the topic of conversation to the Falwells and how fascinating she finds the whole situation. She said that sometimes she and her soon-to-be ex-husband would talk about her being with another guy. And, coincidentally, they even had a pool boy who was definitely hot enough to get her pussy “totally juiced,” as she put it. But it unfortunately never went beyond dirty pillow talk. What was interesting though was how she followed up by noting that now that she has a y0unger man in her bed every night, especially one as “talented” as Raef, she’s kind of been thinking about what it might be like to be on the other side of that whole equation. But what was even more interesting than that was what happened mere moments before Sanja directed the conversation to the Falwells and swinging. I had just gotten up to head into the kitchen to grab a couple slices of pizza when I heard Sanja tell Raef to go grab the bottle of Pinot noir for my husband. That’s when Raef came up behind me and firmly pressed his groin into my backside, momentarily holding it in place to unmistakably establish his powerful presence. And that’s when I clearly let him know that, uninvited as it was, his aggressive maneuver was most definitely welcomed.
2020-09-23 11:39:09 +0000 UTC View PostNo words can describe the pleasure that comes from having physical chemistry with someone. The electricity you feel as the sexual tension builds between the two of you keeps you awake, and there’s no amount of rubbing your wet pussy that seems to come anywhere near to scratching your itch to be penetrated by him. Things with Raef yesterday did not according to plan. I chickened out. But it seems that alpha males can smell a willing pussy. More details later, but the gist of it is this - He came up behind me in the kitchen, which not an overly huge space, and as he leaned in to reach across me for a bottle of wine he pressed his crotch firmly into my backside. The jolt of electricity that shot straight to my cunt caused me to literally moan involuntarily - audibly no less! And someone’s slutty little wife may have pushed her ass back into the stiffening cock of her husband’s boss. So you can imagine how I went straight for The Man of the House the second we got home. For just $3 more you can see me rub my oiled up tits and take the thick 10 inch “man of the house” into my tight little pussy. Check your DM for that. 😘
2020-09-21 20:06:24 +0000 UTC View PostMy husband can’t help being turned on by the fact this pussy gets wet for his boss. And he absolutely hates it. Personally, I love how conflicted my slutty pussy makes him. Almost as much as I love seeing him get hard when he’s shaving it for another man. Now the only question is whether I’ll have to nerve to push the envelope today with Raef.
2020-09-20 21:00:43 +0000 UTC View PostHappy Saturday my hotwife lovers. 💕 It’s time to get into a little trouble this weekend. 😈
2020-09-19 17:53:22 +0000 UTC View PostI’m posting these little videos tonight to hopefully give you some idea of how much I’m literally aching to have Raef’s strong hands massaging oil into these fat tits this weekend. It’s crazy and I have absolutely no explanation for it, but the thought of being taken by my husband’s bully gets my pussy insanely wet. I can’t help myself. I fucking want it. As unlikely as it is that anything will happen, hubby better get my pussy fucking perfect for his boss on Sunday morning.
2020-09-19 02:37:29 +0000 UTC View PostSometimes I really get off flexing my hotwife muscle. But honestly, tell me who wouldn’t? It’s just so incredibly empowering when the love of your life accepts you exactly for who you are and allows you the freedom to take y0unger lovers. It can be so intoxicating at times that I’ll momentarily lose control of my faculties. Take last night for example. I swore to myself yesterday that I was going to keep my silly little “massage bet” plan a secret from hubby. Mostly because it has about a zero percent chance of even working, and then only if I have the balls to actually pull the trigger on it. And secondly because I knew hubby would stress himself into knots if he knew I was even contemplating such a ridiculous stunt. But thinking about being completely nude under a towel as Raef’s strong hands work the hot oil up my calves and onto the backs of my thighs, with every passing stroke bringing him closer to the bottom of my partially exposed buttocks, was driving me wild beyond belief. And the thought of his thumbs continually flirting with my inner thighs, thighs which I’m ever so subtly spreading in tiny little increments to give this stud access to the one thing I want massaged more than any other, had me in absolute fucking heat. So what did my dumb ass do when I crawled into bed with my husband last night? I started talking about my day with Sanja of course, and one thing somehow just kept leading to another. And before I even realized it, my entire diabolical plan had been completely revealed. And while I attempted to reassure my somewhat distressed husband by fully admitting that I probably wouldn’t even come close to having the guts to follow through with it, I told him that I was still going to have him give my pussy an especially close shave on Sunday morning just in case. Because you never know. It’s so good to be a hotwife.
2020-09-18 03:30:17 +0000 UTC View PostToday while Sanja and I were looking at furniture for Raef’s apartment, she told me that one of the things she really wants to get rid of is his massage table. Apparently he worked his way through undergrad as a masseur and gives one hell of a massage. Sooooooo.... I’m thinking about maybe making some sort of a bet with him this Sunday over football. And I’m definitely going to try and steer it toward a full on naked one. Either way, I’m pretty sure I win. Not saying a word about my naughty little plan to hubby tho. He would freak. Plus it probably won’t pan out anyway. Here’s hoping Raef is in a betting (and drinking) mood this weekend. Check your DM’s for a hot of me fucking my tight little pussy with a 10 inch dildo and vibrator. If you haven’t already watched it, trust me, you’re going to have your cock in hand in less than a minute. I call it “just the tip”.
2020-09-17 04:24:11 +0000 UTC View PostLunch with Sanja actually ended up being a pretty good time. I was well into my second glass of wine by the time we finally got around to talking about the incident with Jessica this past Monday. Jessica has told me that she hadn’t done a very good backpedaling on blowing my secret about Connor, and my primary goal for this lunch was to completely acknowledge my “indiscretion” and paint it as a brief affair that I knew was best to end early. The problem in my mind was that the two of us had already previously discussed my miscarriage and what a tremendously painful experience it was for me. Did she now think I was the kind of woman who would have saddled my unwitting husband with helping me to raise another man’s baby had circumstances turned out differently? I honestly just didn’t want her seeing me as that type of wife, and I certainly didn’t want that to be my reputation should it get out. So reconciling the two conflicting sides of this little story seemed like it was going to be a hard sell. Sanja listened quietly as I wove my narrative. I finished by telling her that, even though I’ve only known her briefly, I really couldn’t stand the thought of her thinking me some some sort of diabolical slut. And I asked her if we could please just keep this between ourselves. (Incidentally, I’m certain that she’s already relayed some aspect of this story to Raef, and I’m not really certain yet about how to get that toothpaste back in the tube.) Sanja beamed me a huge smile when I’d finished and she promised me that I could most definitely count on her to keep my secret. And to prove it, she told me one of her own. She said that it was her desperation to save her marriage is actually what ultimately led to the affair that ended it. Because, as she put it, getting herself kn0cked up one more time was the only thing that was going to do it. And just maybe, her delusional mind was telling her, she might have better luck carrying to term with someone other than her husband. So she figured, who better to do the job than the sexiest stud at her gym. She also figured that since he happened to be married himself, he’d be unlikely to do anything to disrupt her marriage. Little did she know at the time what a walking time b0mb the guy was going to be. It had all seemed so foolproof, she said. I honestly can’t say I blame her, given her situation. But to think I was actually worried about how she might think of me. And then she finished by saying, “So no, I would not have thought worse of you in the least. Birds of a feather..., as they say.” I might just have myself a new co-BFF! Here are a couple little blooper outtakes from a video hubby and I made last weekend. I think he sometimes gets a little frustrated with me. But the pussy more than makes up for it is my guess 😆 As always, your generous tips are appreciated.
2020-09-13 02:55:38 +0000 UTC View Post
I made a hot little shower vid yesterday. Send $5 or more to my DM and title it “shower.” I’ll send it right away. 😘
2020-09-12 04:33:34 +0000 UTC View PostWhen you’re making a teaser vid for IG and your hard nipples rubbing against your tiny tank top turn you on, your OnlyFans audience get a little show. 😍 Want To see more? Tip $5 or more and send “shower” to my DM. I’ll send it right away.
2020-09-11 16:57:44 +0000 UTC View PostIf you follow my IG page, you know that I had coffee this morning with my OBGYN Jessica. She seemed pretty upset over something that happened with Sanja at the club at the end of summer party on Monday. Part of what happened is definitely attributable to Jessica’s inability to handle her liquor, but (if I’m being completely honest) I share a big part of the responsibility too. If you recall, Shortly after I met Sanja she confided in me how she’s separated from her husband and in the process of a divorce because of her affair with a psychotic ex-professional athlete. She’d also told me how her marriage had been pretty strained for some time, which, according to her, was primarily attributable to their inability to have children. She said that she’s had a total of 4 miscarriages over the last 8 years, the most recent of which was within the last 18 months. She seemed so genuinely distraught during our conversation that I couldn’t help but empathize with her. Which led me to reflexively confide back that I’d recently experienced a miscarriage of my own, and that I could definitely relate to what she was going through. I obviously left out the part about the father being one of my y0unger bulls and that my husband is incapable of even fathering more children. But I also told her that maybe Jessica could help her explore a few things related to fertility like she had with me In any event, on Monday at the party (presumably after a few drinks) Sanja confided in Jessica about her unfortunate string of miscarriages and said she was wondering if she could maybe come by her office to discuss some possible last-ditch fertility options. She also told her that I was the one who’d recommended it, given my own recent miscarriage and fertility questions, and even assured her that I’d filled her in completely about my own situation. To which a very tipsy and unprofessional Jessica responded “Of course. Just call my receptionist tomorrow, and we’ll get an appointment all set up.” And then she very stupidly added “But wait... Katerina told you all about Connor?”
2020-09-10 14:51:04 +0000 UTC View Post
I’ve found that it’s sometimes the little touches that get a new y0ung bull hooked on your pussy. For instance, after my first encounter with a bull, I always like to send him a little follow up text later in the day to let him know how I can still feel his cum leaking into the lining of my panties. Sometimes I might even go out of the way to let him know that they’re panties my husband bought me for a special occasion (e.g. our anniversary) And the reaction from the bull is almost universally positive. They do get off on knowing that they’ve made an absolute mess of my married pussy and that I’m in absolutely no rush to clean myself. And they especially love it when I tell them how I’m probably still going to be wearing the same filthy little panties when I crawl into bed that night with my husband. Yeah, maybe on occasion some the minor details that I include with these texts are actually little fibs, but my y0ung alpha bull certainly doesn’t need to know that. All he needs to know is that I’m a total slut who absolutely loves being sent home to my husband a filthy mess. That much will always be true.
2020-09-09 04:45:02 +0000 UTC View PostGood morning! About to get my workout on and begin to erase the sins of my weekend getaway. Who else is up early? Trust me, I’d much rather be in bed. Hope you have a great day. And make sure you do something naughty. 😈
2020-09-08 10:42:38 +0000 UTC View PostI can’t think of anywhere else in nature where as beautiful of a shade of pink exist than it does in the female vagina. The color of a woman is so supremely soft and inviting, that I’ve found that it has a tremendous amount of subliminal power over men. So when my pussy is in super need of a good fucking l actually like to wear cute little pink tops. Because when a woman really needs to be fucked, I think it’s important that she uses everything she has in her womanly arsenal, which includes sending out all the right subliminal messages. And nothing sends out that “hey boys, this little bitch is in heat” kinda vibe quite like a form fitting little pink top. Minus the bra of course. Not that it’s a huge challenge, but being able to make guys think about tits and ass all rolled into one is a very good thing. Tips always appreciated babes 😘
2020-09-06 14:17:13 +0000 UTC View PostMy husband and I serendipitously made ourselves a new friend last weekend who I’ve been meaning to write about. Hubby and I had decided to stop into a Victoria’s Secret to buy some new panties for my upcoming date with Matthew, the sexy y0ung bull that my husband doesn’t particularly care for. As usual, we were approached by a little brunette sales girl with gorgeous brown eyes who asked if we needed assistance finding anything. Her name just happened to be Katie, and I assumed that she was cute as a button underneath her somehow sexy little VS facial covering. I joked that we’d know what we looking for when we saw it, and then told her that I was actually looking for some cute panties for an upcoming special occasion. There was just something so warm and disarming about Katie that before I even knew it we were talking and giggling like old friends while hubby followed us around like a cute puppy. As she was directing me toward some of the more upscale styles hanging along the wall, I absentmindedly mentioned (with hubby standing right there) that “this guy” really goes wild when he sees me in white. I watched as a wave of confusion washed through Katie’s pretty brow as her eyes darted back and forth between me and my husband. Obviously noticing her facial cues and realizing my little slip up, I was confronted with two choices. I could either backpedal and somehow insinuate the reference was to my husband, or simply acknowledge our reality and briefly describe our unique marital relationship to Katie. Never one to be embarrassed by our beautiful marriage (and because we were in a lingerie store as opposed to a Hobby Lobby), I chose the latter option. Breaking all social distancing protocols, I gently grabbed Katie by the wrist and leaned toward her in a very conspiratorial manner. With my voiced lowered, I intimated to her that my husband and I have a somewhat non traditional marriage in that he “allows me the privilege of taking lovers.” With my hubby present I was attempting to keep my description of our lifestyle as dignified as possible when Katie excitedly interjected that she has another “hotwife/cuckold couple” (her words) that she frequently helps out. At this point Katie was now the one who was breaking all protocols. Insisting that she meant absolutely no disrespect, she admitted that her experiences with her other clients have given her a fascination with the lifestyle. And then, now grabbing me by my wrist, she earnestly asked if I might be willing to sometime have coffee and talk about it with her. Considering myself an ambassador of sorts for the hotwife marital lifestyle, I proudly told her that I’d be absolutely delighted to m33t up with her and give her all the most amazing dirt that she could ever want, just so long as I could count on her discretion. She insisted that I most certainly could and then she excused herself so that she could quickly run to the counter and write her number down for me. When she returned I neatly folded her number and put it into my purse. And then I told her that now that all of that business was settled, she needed to find me some hot little panties for my date with Matt! The two of laughed. My short vid is something I wanted to do quick for you before Hubs and I headed out for the day. I’ll be checking in with you later! I hope everyone has great holiday weekend.
2020-09-05 17:38:58 +0000 UTC View Post
I took today off work to get ready for my little getaway with hubby. I’m not doing much “getting ready”. 😈
2020-09-04 14:27:08 +0000 UTC View PostAbout a year and a half ago my husband and I had planned a week-long trip to an adults-only resort in the Caribbean to renew our wedding vows. Actually, I was the one who had done all the planning. Our marriage had only recently taken the turn into the hotwife variety, and I really wanted to remind my husband how committed I was to him. What better way to do that, I thought, than by taking him to a gorgeous tropical resort and telling him “I Do” all over again. But I’d also made the executive decision that we weren’t going to be traveling alone. I made reservations for 3. We, I’d decided, were going to be accompanied by the bull who’d only just recently made me a hotwife in the very bed I share with my husband. And the kinks that I’d baked into this little trip pushed every single one of my husband’s buttons. I even took a couple of gambles that I wasn’t entirely positive would pay off. But at the end of the day, I know my husband and decided they were more than worth the calculated risk. The night before our trip, I informed my husband of the ground rules for our little destination wedding, which were as follows: 1. Upon arrival, my husband had to tell my bull (with me present) that from a sexual standpoint, I was his his for the entire week. He could have any part of me that he wanted, whenever and wherever he wanted. And the two of us were also entitled to complete privacy with one another whenever we wanted it. It was not subject to debate. All we needed to do was let hubby know. 2. Secondly, there would be absolutely no secrets on this trip. It would be obvious to anyone paying attention that we were traveling as a trio, so if anyone inquired, we would be entirely candid with them about the poly nature of our relationship. 3. And finally, my bull would be the first to consummate our marriage after the ceremony. I’d even purchased a special little pair of delicate white panties that I was going to have hubby remove for my bull when the time was right. I remember that, besides the ceremony itself (and all the great sex!!!), the thing about the trip that I was most looking forward to was showing off my bull at the clothing optional pool. Every dirty bitch there was going to be jealous as fuck, and I couldn’t wait. In my mind, the entire trip was going to be absolutely epic. But unfortunately, things in life sometimes don’t go as planned. That little trip was one of those instances. Who knows though, maybe one of these days my little set of ground rules will get put to good use. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for sure. FYI, if you sent me a tip from yesterday’s post. Check your DM. 😈
2020-09-04 02:48:30 +0000 UTC View PostHey boys, by show of tips, who wants to suck on these tits? Have you caught on I’m quite the exhibitionist? It makes me so wet playing and showing off my tits. If I get a nice showing of tips I’ll make a nice little shower vid for you. 😘
2020-09-02 21:38:12 +0000 UTC View Post