Sep 082011
 

[Parts I and II of the story are here and here.]

After we had to cancel on Jack and Carla a week ago due to Hurricane Irene and my sister coming to stay with us, I was anxious to see them again. I was disappointed that I lost my erection and didn’t finish with her last time and was eager to show her just how attracted I was to her.

I also had a question for her.

Several weeks ago on Twitter I wondered why someone would write in their profile that anal play was off limits then show multiple photos of anal penetration in their private gallery. What I haven’t mentioned until now what that is was Carla and Jack’s profile I was talking about.

They arrived at our house a little past nine, which is Darling Boy’s bedtime. We told him that friends were coming over and not to be confused if he heard other voices.  We chatted with Carla and Jack for an hour or so, well past the time we expected DB to be asleep by, then showed them the way downstairs to our playspace.

While kissing Carla, I whisper my question in her ear.

“I love anal, but Jack says it’s for him only. I’d like to try it with others”

I file that nugget away for future reference and we continue undressing each other. Side-by-side, Veronica and Carla are sitting on the futon and sucking off Jack and I. Side-by-side, Veronica and Carla lay back and Jack and I go down on them. It’s synchronized sex!

The futon isn’t quite roomy enough, so once Jack climbs on and starts fucking Veronica, Carla and I decide to move to the floor.

Would you like to start on your back or would you like me to take you from behind?

“Oh I love doggie style, let’s do that!”

I love her enthusiasm! She gets on her knees, I roll on a condom (my preferred brand AND size this time!) and slide right in. Our basement has recessed lights in the ceiling, as it happens we are right under one, it’s like a spotlight on our fucking :-)

I graze a finger over her backdoor, lingering and gently pressing for just a moment.

How’s that, is that okay? I whisper in her ear.

“Oh yes, that’s perfectly okay! A finger would be fine, he won’t mind that”

We fuck for a while, occasionally I’ll slide a spit-lubed finger into her ass and soon enough I feel that familiar sensation building. I tell her to lay flat on her tummy and push her ass into the air. Picking up the pace, I whisper some evil thoughts in her ear and we collapse in a sweaty heap on the floor. We lay there chatting, since Veronica and Jack are still fucking on the futon.

“Has she even been DP’d?”

I answer her question, telling her about our attempt with some swinger friends, her strap-on fun with the unicorn that they also fucked, and I tell her about my experience joining another couple.

“I’d love to try that someday. I’ll have to talk to Jack about making that happen, maybe with you”

Soon after, Veronica and Jack finish up, we chit-chat for a while, then they get dressed and go on their way, they have a 40 minute drive home.

They’re probably not even out of our driveway when I ask Veronica “Did you enjoy yourself tonight sweetie?”

“Well….”

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Veronica: And this is the part where I sound like a picky bitch.   Now as some of you may know Hubman is a big man.  I like the fact that he is a big man.  I like my cocks on the larger side.  And sadly, Jack has a rather small penis.  He is good at oral, but I do not want oral every time I have sex, as I am pretty phallic centered.

I did enjoy the 1st time we had sex because of the novelty of a different person, but without the novelty, the second time was not as enjoyable, and I could not imagine enjoying subsequent visits more than I enjoyed the 2nd time. (Hmm, novelty in the lifestyle, I sense a future Swing Shift post.)  I feel bad because he does have a great personality and he is a lot of fun, but I just don’t think that he is going to rock my world in bed if we meet a third time.

I end up feeling bad as Hubman enjoyed Carla, and I get frustrated with trying for find a couple where all 4 of us are satisfied, over and over.  However, I know that couple (or single woman!) is out there and and we will find and have lots of naughty fun with them.

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Oh well, so much for seeing Carla again….

Sep 052011
 

Let’s see, where did we leave the story of Jack and Carla? Oh yes, we were hoping they were as good in person as they seemed to be online and on the phone.  Where should we pick up the story?

Do you want to hear about the flirty banter over drinks?

Veronica: These guys were both very chatty.  Hubman and I are both talkers, so we appreciate people who can hold up their end of the conversation.  And believe me, we have been on dates where the dreaded lull has come over the table.

Do you want to hear about the shared stories of good and bad dates?

Veronica: One of the good things about being in the lifestyle for a while is that you have a good set of stories to tell about good dates, as well as the far more entertaining dates gone bad, people who use old photos on their profile and many other things that Hubman and I have written about in our Swing Shift posts.

How about figuring out that we both fucked the same unicorn? (For the curious, click here, here or here)

I don’t think Veronica is getting that I’m being a little sarcastic, I think our readers are more interested in hearing about them asking us back to their house. Is that more like it? Yeah, I thought so :-)

Veronica: We met at a restaurant close to their house and chatted over drinks.  They were personable and friendly and very funny.  He kind of reminded me of Matthew Broderick, which is a good thing.  After having a couple of margaritas and beers, we decided to head over to their house.  I rode with Jack and Hubman rode with Carla, which gives us a further chance to know each other and also prevent us from getting lost.

We got to their house and chatted while hanging out with their very friendly dog.

Veronica: That was a very cute little dog.  Very well behaved as well, unlike our pyscho puppy who treats each visitor to our home like the 1st person outside our family that they ever saw.   They also had a great house, with a very nice kitchen.  (I am a HGTV junkie and I can’t help but look at every place we visit for decorating ideas.)

They really are good hosts, we sat around chatting for a bit, realized that we both fucked the same unicorn and they asked if we were comfortable playing right there in the living room. They have folding mattress thingy (kinda like an air mattress, only foam) that they use for play.  “Hey Veronica, are you a squirter?”  Seems like an out-of-the-blue question!

The squirting conversation was awesome.  As a contrast, when we have company, we tend to tidy the basement, tidy the kiddy side and pull the curtain that divides the children’s play area from the adult play area.  We might light some candles and pull out the futon.  These guys pull out foam mats and put them on the floor and get out sheets for them.  They then ask if I am a squirter.  Mildly embarrassed thinking they are going to be disappointed that I am not, I stammer that I am working on it, but haven’t found the time to master the skill.  They laugh and explain that they are asking because they have an extra pad that they like to put between the sheet and the mattress.  Apparently they had a friend over once that was a squirter and they left a stain on the foam mat that their daughter had noticed when she was setting up for her slumber party.   We have a good laugh at that, and I tell them that they are awesome hosts.

Hubman made a pit stop to the bathroom and Jack, Carla and I got the party started.  When Hubman came back, Carla and I were down to our thongs, feeling each other up while Jack watched.

Nothing like skipping the whole “how do we transition from idle chit-chat to actually fucking” part! I pulled Carla closed and kissed her. “You’re mine. At least for now.”  She’s fairly tall, close to 5’8″, and I really liked kissing her while we were standing and letting our hands wander and explore each others bodies.

Once Hubman returned I focused on Jack and we began fooling around.  He was into feet and liked mine, which was unexpected since I do not think much of my feet.  He was smaller than I had anticipated but his tongue skills made up for his teeny peenie.  I do have to admit that I enjoy a smaller cock during oral as I can fit all of it in my mouth without gagging.

I get Carla completely undressed and after a few minutes of giving and receiving oral (she tasted great AND has very good technique too) she says “I need you to fuck me”.  Well hell, no need to ask me twice. Rather than fumble around looking for Veronica’s purse, where my condoms are, at her suggestion I grab one from the box they had put out when setting up the mattress.

As I started to roll the condom on she says “Is that gonna fit? you’re kinda big” then turns to her hubby and says “Sorry honey.”  He chuckles, apparently this isn’t an unusual circumstance for them, and I catch a glimpse of the look on Veronica’s face.

Jack finished up fairly quickly with Veronica while I was still fucking Carla. They laid alongside us and watched. I’ve written about it before, one of the reasons we don’t like parties is that I’m not a big fan of being watched like that. Between the too-snug (and subsequent loss of sensation) condom and the audience, I lose my erection.  Dammit.  So we take a little break and Veronica plays with Carla some more.

During a break in sex with Jack I went down on Carla, which she and I enjoyed but I was surprised when Carla did not reciprocate. I found that slightly odd, since her profile lists her as fully bi and she mocked all of the different kinds of bi you can be on the swinger website.

Actually Veronica, I checked on their profile she called herself bi-curious. (Oops, I thought she was bi.)

We sat around chatting for a little bit, but then it was getting late and we all decided to call it a night. Since I lost my erection and didn’t come, I was concerned that Carla might think I wasn’t really into her. The human ego can be a fragile thing. A few text messages the next day reassured her that all was well, she completely understood and Jack supported me by pointing out that the same thing has happened to him on occasion.

We were all ready to meet for another date someday.

Except for one little problem that I didn’t know about yet….

Aug 142011
 

Even better in bed.
Or should I say, better on the floor? That would be more accurate :-)

Oh wait, I’m getting ahead of the story, we haven’t even introduced them yet.

Veronica and I were waaay overdue for a fun night with another couple, it had literally been over almost a year, since our anniversary weekend in Dallas last summer.  There was Sandy and John (and his monster cock) last December, but I was more a spectator than a participant that night. In March there was Lynn and John who we introduced here but we never wrote the follow-up post about the second date.  The sex was VERY good but they’re a separate-room-swap couple and it just isn’t the same for us that way.  Of course there’s Katie, she and I have been seeing each other for 6 months, but she hasn’t joined us for any FMF fun.

Bottom line, Veronica was more than ready for some girl-girl fun!

Veronica: Yes I was.  While we were coming off a dryspell, I think that things had just been soooo insane for us with work and travel that we had just not put the necessary effort into meeting people, so it was a dryspell by choice.

I like when Veronica says she’s “going shopping” and logs onto one of the swinger websites we have a profile on, that means she’s looking for a couple that catches her eye.  She knows my taste in women so I just wait for her to tell me who she contacted.

I saw the couple on one of our websites.  She had a cute figure and he was also nice looking.  After seeing their face pictures we learned that she had a sweet face and he kind of looked like Matthew Broderick.  My fantasy of fucking Ferris Beuller could finally come true.

I sent them an introduction email and we quickly escalated to opening up the private galleries and I soon offered them my phone number.  A week or so went by and we had not heard from them after they had sent an email saying that they wanted to meet us, so I sent another e-mail to follow up.    I am sometimes torn about the follow up email.  I don’t want to sound stalkerish.  However since they had indicated a desire to meet, I sent that follow up e-mail.  I am glad I did.  Jack and Carla had been extra busy with vacation and other obligations, and shortly after that e-mail Carla and I were texting and then chatting.

I had already organized a sitter for Friday night since we had originally thought we would go to a swinger party at an onsite club about an hour from our house.  When they suggested meeting for drinks on Friday night, it did not take much effort on my part to get Hubman to change his mind about going to a party.

Carla had heard about the place we were planning on going to and told us a little about it. Apparently they’re not very good about keeping it to a reasonable number of single guys and there were some concerns about maintaining a respectful and consensual atmosphere. Even though we had plans to meet a single woman there, we changed our plans based on what Carla had to say about the place.

Friday afternoon comes and Carla texts Veronica “Would you guys be interested in meeting somewhere closer to our house? We unexpectedly find ourselves kid-free tonight and we could head back there after meeting for drinks, if everyone wants to”

It certainly seemed like the night held some promise of a good time!

Now all we had to do was actually meet them and hope the chemistry was there. But you already know the answer to that.

To be continued…

Mar 202011
 

The e-mail in my Ashley Madison inbox came as a pleasant surprise, a woman who is also playing with permission saw my profile and decided to contact me. Was it too good to be true, was there a woman local to me with the same arrangement I have?  There was only one way to find out!

The predictable exchange of several messages, face pictures and a few personal details followed, with a promise made to meet up once our schedules agreed. It took a couple of weeks (work, kids, blah blah blah…) but we finally managed to meet for drinks one night.

I walked into the pub and she was loitering around the entrance waiting for me, she had arrived a few minutes early. Thankfully she looked exactly like the photos she shared- pretty, long brown hair and the cutest dimples. I was in for 2 surprises- she was taller than I thought, probably 5’8″ or so, and damn did she have large breasts! I would guess that she was 20-25 lbs over her “ideal” weight (not judging, just saying…), and I swear half of that weight looked like it was on her chest. This was going to be a challenge, I was going to have to work not to talk to her chest as the night progressed. What? Like I’m the only one who’s ever had that problem!

We grabbed some open seats at the bar and proceeded to share our stories, I told her a little about the adventures that Veronica and I have shared and our decision to explore playing separately. I was expecting to hear that either she was not completely honest about her home situation or that she was a hot-wife. Instead, she told me about meeting her ex-husband when she was in high school, divorce 15 years later, quickly followed by meeting the man she’s living with now. It was true, she was playing with permission, like Veronica her partner enjoyed her finding other lovers, but he doesn’t get off on the details like I would expect in a hotwife situation. After an hour or so we both had to head home to our respective families, but not before we shared a very nice kiss in the parking lot. I loved how she kissed!

This could be interesting, fun and interesting!

Unfortunately I was wrong…

We hit it off when we met, 2 weeks later found us together again, having a drink before we headed to the hotel down the street and the chemistry still seemed to be there. Once we got behind closed doors and clothing starting to come off, we just never clicked.

I’m not going to list what went right and what went wrong, let’s just say that the feeling was mutual and neither of us orgasm-ed even once. I know she felt the same way because I got an e-mail from her the next day- “Thinking that you have the same feelings as I do that we are not a good match but those things happen and you don’t know unless you try.”  I replied in agreement, and thanked her for her forthright and polite e-mail.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention her breasts- amazingly firm yet real, they were spectacular :-)

Mar 092011
 

Waaaay back when Veronica and I started swinging, our first two swaps were in different rooms, she’d go off with him to one room, I’d go with her to another room.  Ever since then whenever we’ve swapped with another couple, it’s always been in the same room, often all 4 of us on the same bed.

Until we met Lynn and John…

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As soon as we sat down across from them in the restaurant, I knew I’d like her. I know I was attracted to her from her photos on the swingers website, tall, trim, athletic figure, pretty face, she definitely caught my eye.  And just like a few other women I’ve met in the last several months, she had fairly modest profile pictures. Her public pictures were of her in bikini panties and a bra, her private pictures showed her face.

Veronica: John was handsome with twinkly eyes that hinted at a wicked sense of humor (the hint was correct).  He was not much taller than I, maybe 5’6″ or 5’7″ but he owns his height and is comfortable with it.  I was actually happy to see that he was shorter than his wife, because that meant that he is a confident man.  He also had a solid, slightly stocky build, which I like, as I am not a fan of very thin men.  I like my lovers with some meat on their bones.

We talked about a variety of topics, as is often the case in the lifestyle we talked about past experiences and how we ended up where we are today. We learned that Lynn had experimented with girl-girl sex, at least being on the receiving end of oral sex, and learned that she really wasn’t into girls.  I suspect that Veronica was disappointed, but I also had a feeling that she liked John enough that it wasn’t a deal-breaker. They also shared that they prefer to swap in different rooms, again it wasn’t a deal breaker.

Veronica: Conversation flowed easily during dinner.  It turned out that we both have mischievous beagles and sarcastic senses of humor.  We were also both transplants to New England.  We share the stories of how we each came into the lifestyle, and Lynn explained that she is not into girls, and that they prefer separate rooms.  I was a little disappointed that there would be no girl play as I really enjoy it, but in a way its almost easier as we only have to have chemistry between me and John and between Hubman and Lynn.

I was right, I knew that Veronica would be disappointed in not getting the chance to play with Lynn!

They also let us know they prefer separate room swap.  John later explained that part of the reason is that Lynn had experienced pressure to participate in girl play in the past when they were in the same room and that the issue is avoided when they are in separate rooms.

I hadn’t thought about the girl-girl issue and how that might effect Lynn’s comfort level, that makes sense. I had remembered them talking about preferring to focus on their respective partners but now that Veronica mentions it, concerns about Lynn’s comfort level rings a bell.

When talking about our preferences it turns out that we both have the same rules about not playing on the 1st date, except when they don’t.  Apparently when they had a first date with another couple, John and the other woman could not wait and had a quickie in the bathroom.  So of course when Hubman and Lynn had to go to the bathroom around the same time, we had to tease them about behaving.

Yes, we behaved! But we had a good chuckle thinking about making Veronica and John suspect otherwise :-)

John gets up at early o’ clock for his job, so sadly the evening had to end.  We pay the bill and walk to the parking lot, when the 2nd major chemistry test of the night happens.  The good night kiss.  Lynn and I hugged and I turned my attention to John and Hubman turned his attention to Lynn.  Thankfully John was a good kisser who knew how to use his tongue to good effect.  He also gave me a butt squeeze, which I reciprocated.

I, however, just got a regular kiss on the mouth and no butt squeeze. Still, it was a very nice kiss.

Unfortunately it would take us almost a month and a half to finally get together a second time.

Veronica: We had some scheduling issues and my procedure put me out of commission for a few weeks.  However, as soon as I was cleared I sent John a text letting him know that I was cleared for action.  We had a second date scheduled for three days after that text.

For now, I’ll just say she was well worth the wait ;-)

Veronica: As was he ;-)

 

We were lying on our sides under the comforter, her hand on my softening cock, my hand tracing lazy circles up and down her midsection.

I get a little scared sometimes

Of what?

Us, where this is going. You’re special to me, I hope we can make this last

I don’t know where this is going either. I do know this- someday whatever we have between us is going to end. You’re married, I’m playing with permission. Veronica might grow uncomfortable with the arrangement, your hubby might find out, whatever.

All I can do is promise you this- I’ll do my best to treat you with honesty and courtesy. The rest, we’ll just have to take it a day at a time.

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This is an interesting experience, having a local friend with benefits. Veronica continually reaffirms that she’s perfectly comfortable with my relationship with Katie, yet there’s this little voice of doubt that creeps up every now and then. I wonder if she’ll tire of Katie and I texting and e-mailing every day, the time we spend together, the affection I feel for her, beyond thinking of her as just a fuck-buddy…

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Wow, am I getting ahead of the story. I introduced Katie in this post, which in real time happened almost a month ago, and now I jump to this. I haven’t even told you about the 1st time we played, my introducing her to anal sex, or her meeting Veronica yet. However this conversation happened the other night and I had to share these thoughts…

 

Mar 032011
 

Snippets from our first conversation in person…

“I can’t remember the last time he called me pretty or beautiful”

“I love to be kissed on my neck and along my collarbone”

“Nothing does it for me like getting fucked from behind”

“The feel of strong manly hands on my skin turns me on”

“I’ve had some experiences with women when I was younger, but never a threesome”

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Earlier in the evening…

I was standing out in front of the restaurant I suggested, she had texted that she has just pulled into the parking lot. I see a parking car and keep my eye on it, sure enough it’s her. I immediately noticed 3 things about her- she’s petite, probably no more than 5’2″ without heels, her style of dress could be described as casual-classy, and she’s prettier than the picture she sent me. I knew how tall she is, her trim build accentuated how petite she really is, the jeans, boots and blouse perfectly complimented her figure. And what a smile, such a warm and welcoming smile. Later on I told her that she private showcase doesn’t do her justice, she explained that it was a picture that her daughter jokingly took early one morning.

We head inside and find seats in the busy bar area. There are people all around, but no so close that we have to be concerned about others eavesdropping on our conversation.

For the next 3 hours, we chatted and drank, sharing stories about kids, jobs, marriages (good and bad), all manner of normal and not-so-normal conversation topics. As she shares some of the little things that are missing from her marriage, I’m filing them away for future use. She likes to be kissed along her neck and collarbone? I’ll take advantage of that little tidbit…

Mid-sentence I lean over and kiss her, just a quick kiss, but right on her moist lips.

Sorry, I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been thinking about doing that for a while now

You should only say sorry if you don’t do that again

Okay, I’ll remember that.

Another kiss, this one lingers for a moment, I trace my tongue along her lower lip and break away from her

I’ll kiss you some more, when we have a more private moment

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Before we know it, it’s almost 10pm and the previously full bar is almost empty. I have a flight the next morning and she has a family who might start to wonder how much later she’s going to be, so we head out.

Am I going to get some more kisses before the night is out?

With a grin, I tell her I think that can be arranged. She joins me in my truck and wastes no time practically climbing onto my lap. It’s like being teenagers again, doing our best to work around the center console and giggling when we realize there’s a couple in the car next to us and we’re being watched.

We make plans to see each other again the following week. I’ll be sure to take advantage of those tidbits Katie shared…

 

We have Janie!

Janie is one of the ladies who saw and responded to my Ashley Madison profile before I even had a chance to browse some profiles and contact anyone myself. So, who is this woman?

45 yrs old, 5’8″, 135 lbs, so far so good!

Attached, looking for some excitement that seems to be missing from home, checks off a ton of check-boxes on her profile but she also took the time to write a little bit about herself, which is encouraging. She’s a little further away than I’d prefer, 45 minutes or so, but I decide to pursue her and see what happens.

What’s this? She’s also given me the “key” to her “private showcase” and there are 2 face pictures. Hey, she’s really good looking!

We exchange a couple of messages on AM then share e-mail addresses, I share a slightly more revealing picture  of my face than I have in my profile and we exchange phone numbers. (Nobody ever did guess which of my HNT photos they thought I might be using for my private showcase.)

It’s a Thursday morning, I’m at work and she texts me, asking if I have a few minutes to talk. Sure, why not? I close my office door (yay for having my own office!) and give her a call.

I have to say, we spent about 15 minutes on the phone and the conversation flowed easily, she’s easy to chat with and seems comfortable hearing about the arrangement that Veronica and I have. She seemed concerned that maybe I was just looking for a woman to join Veronica and I, and while we’d certainly consider that, I tell her that’s not what we’re looking for, this is about me finding a friend with benefits. I told her that I was traveling the next day and would be away for a few days but that once I returned I would get in touch.

Maybe this is where I messed up…

After I got back, I kinda forgot about her for a few days, it ended up being a full week after we spoke until I contacted her again.

And got no reply.

I gave her a couple of days, then e-mailed her again, asking if her lack of response indicated a change of heart.

And got no reply to that e-mail either.

While I have her phone number, I don’t know if her hubby might see a text message from me or when would be a good time that I wouldn’t have to worry about causing trouble for her. I’ll have to be content with non-responses to my e-mails and move on.

Fortunately, behind curtain number 2 there’s Katie…

 

That’s what I chose as the caption for my Ashley Madison profile. We had discussed the idea of my looking for a friend with benefits, now it was time to write a profile and try to find that woman.

I had briefly toyed with the idea the playing the role of the sexually frustrated husband who’s looking to cheat on his wife, but really, isn’t that like damn near every other guy on AM? I want to stand out from the crowd, to catch a woman’s attention and make her think “now there’s a guy I’d like to get to know.”

Honesty certainly seemed to be the best policy when I was away all last summer, why not stick with what works?

Height, weight, age, where I live, what I’m looking for (“Anything goes”), smoking habits (“Never”), in just a few minutes I have the outline of a profile that has done absolutely nothing to make me stand out from the crowd. Yet.

The next step in creating a profile on AM is a page called “My Intimate Desires” and it contains no less than 35 check boxes, everything from “kissing” and “cuddling and hugging” to “fetishes”, “open to experimentation” and “being dominant/master.”

I skip all of these, checking off none of them and instead I use the text box to share a few thoughts of my own

Does anyone really check off these boxes? I have a variety of desires and am also open to new opportunities, I wouldn’t want to limit myself by checking off some boxes

Nothing terribly creative, but at least it shows that I’m not just blindly checking off boxes without much thought. The next page is “My Perfect Match” and again there is an extensive list of check boxes. As if my perfect match (actually I’m already married to her, this is for my perfect fuck-buddy) can be found by checking off some boxes. Instead I use the text box again and get a little playful

The fact that you are on here shows that you are really interested in having sex and that gets us halfway there.

I could do better and might go back to revise that at some time, but for now I leave it alone. Lastly we come to “My Personal Interests” and again with the stupid check boxes! Ladies who are on AM, do a lot of guys just use those and not bother to write anything? I’m curious what you think. Now it’s time to use the text box area to elaborate on what I’m doing here and what I’m looking for.

My wife and I have an open marriage and have come to enjoy playing separately with others as well as together.  I’m not looking to replace anything at home, I couldn’t be happier, this is just a fun diversion.  Short-term, long-term, I’m opened minded about seeing what might develop.  But don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking for a one-night stand or a notch on the bedpost.  And if you’re skeptical about all of this, you can ask my wife, I’d be happy to let you talk to her if you think I’m full of BS!

The last step in creating my profile was to include some pictures. I wanted something to show publicly that lets her know that I’m a reasonably in-shape guy but doesn’t show my face. Check out my Twitter avatar, that’s the picture I used. AM has what they call a “Private Showcase” you can give someone a “Key” to it and they can see other pictures, and you can revoke the key at any time. Might as well add a couple of pictures there as well! I ended up using a couple of HNT pictures, one from last May and one from November. Bonus points to anyone who guesses which ones correctly ;-)

So now I have a profile on AM. That was enough for one evening, it was time to put down the laptop and I would start searching for women to contact some other day.

And then before I had the chance, not one but two women contacted me first…

 

“I can’t ever see Veronica and I reaching a point where one of us stays home with the kids while the other one of us goes out on a date”

File that statement under “famous last words”. I’m not sure if I ever wrote those exact words somewhere, but I know that I had long felt that way. While it’s true that I’ve met and had some very enjoyable times with friends in the course of my travels for work, we always viewed that differently, since I was already away from home and it wasn’t taking away from family time.

With a few exceptions (my FWB in San Antonio, the former stripper that Slippery When Wet hooked me up with), most of these partners all have something in common- they’re married but sexually unsatisfied. Tangent time…

I realize that with the passage of years, people change, desires wax and wane, whatever.  There are all sorts of reasons why someone might choose to seek the pleasure of another without their spouses consent, and I don’t want this to read as a carte blanche condemnation of infidelity.

Read the rest of the post here.

That’s what I said, and almost 2 years later I still feel the same way. What’s more, if she’s cheating with me, that’s not my fault. If Veronica were to cheat on me, I would blame her, and I would blame myself, but not the man (or woman) she’s cheating on me with.

Seduction isn’t making someone do what they don’t want to do.
Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they want to do already.

Back in early January when Veronica’s surgery was first scheduled, she brought up the idea of my finding a local playmate while she was out of commission for several weeks.  Isn’t she good to me?

Veronica: We had discussed it before then, as I had always been turned on by Hubman’s adventures.  Just like the husband of a hotwife gets turned on hearing about the adventures of his partner, I find it arousing that Hubman is able to share his sexual talents and tell me about it later.  Also, one of the things I like about our group encounters is the smell and taste of the other woman on Hubman, and if he limits his experiences to travel time, then I don’t get to enjoy that.  However, having sex with Hubman and getting a whiff of his other lover is pretty hot for me.

Its also been great that for the most part the women he has been with on the road have been so kind and thoughtful, even sending me a ‘thanks for sharing’ e-mail or phone call.

I am not worried about Hubman falling in love with another woman, because I really believe that the more love you send out into the universe, the more love comes back to you. (New Agey- I know.)

So this new phase of openness has been on the horizon for a while in the abstract, but having a multi-week ban on sex really gave us an impetus to put the plan in motion.

Back in January, on my birthday actually, I took this picture and teased you with the question of whether it was Veronica or I or both of us who were creating a profile on a particular dating site.

Now how to go about writing that profile? Stay tuned…

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