A year ago, she caught my eye on Twitter and I started following her.
10 months ago, she changed her avatar to a provocative cleavage image. I DM’d her and asked if there might be other, even more revealing, photos of her out there, if I looked hard enough. There weren’t, but that didn’t stop her from emailing me a little visual treat.
7 or 8 months ago, she and her husband opened up their marriage. Veronica and I offered some advice to them and we’d like to think that we’ve helped them successfully navigate the open-marriage waters. (Veronica- I always love hearing from people who are thinking about opening things up. The open marriage people are a great community)
4 months ago, she and I thought we might have a chance to meet. Too bad I was in her timezone, and she in mine, at the same time.
2 months ago, another opportunity arose. She was coming to somewhere on the east coast for a week for a conference. Calendars were checked, spouses were consulted, and soon thereafter I bought my plane ticket.
3 days ago, I was sitting in the lobby of her hotel, waiting for her to walk in the door. We were going to have almost 48 hrs together…
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It’s always interesting meeting friends from blogging or Twitter. Will you hit it off really well? Just get along? Not get along that well at all? Physical attraction, even after extensive photo [and some video 
] sharing, isn’t enough. We’ve committed to spending 2 nights together, after only speaking on the phone once before. We’re pretty sure we’ll get along fine, but you never know.
Fortunately, our mutual concerns were quickly cast aside and we established a wonderful personal connection.
Hours of pillow talk in the room
Wandering around a city neither of us knew well at all, even though I’d spent some time in the area before
Taking photographs with her. Thanks to her, I now have 3 weeks of Wanton Wednesday photos, at 3 more Scavenger Hunt locations, ready to go. You might even get to see some of her.
Walking hand in hand through a park and having an older gentlemen remark that we looked like such a nice couple.
Talking about family, friends, Twitter friends, relationships, experiences
We never lacked for conversation. Or for desire to stop the talking for a bit and to fuck yet again.
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I’m not revealing the identity of my Twitter friend, her online persona is a little more vanilla and no one there knows that she has an open marriage. I’m also not writing about our sexual escapades. We had fun, over and over and over, but the details are between she and I.
I will say this about her- she was fabulous
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Veronica: I know that for some people it might seem odd that I am fine with Hubman buying a plane ticket and fucking another woman. I remember back when we had blog drama some people ripped into me for ‘staying home and baking cookies while my husband fucks other women.’ But you know, I like it. It turns me on to think of Hubman pleasing, and being pleasured by someone else. While I do not ask for tons of details, I do hear (and if I’m lucky see pictures) about the sexy fun that happened while I was making spreadsheet magic at work or reading “The Very Fairy Princess” for the 100th time.
One of the benefits of having an open marriage is that it gives us the chance to explore things that the other person might not be as excited about. While Hubman and I are very compatible and enjoy experimenting, there are things that don’t work for us, either due to the 10″ height difference or a simple desire to try something the other person may not be interested in. Having other partners gives us almost unlimited opportunities for experimentation, which is pretty stinking awesome.
And at the end of the day, you can’t leave out the emotional component. Hubman and I may share our bodies with other people, and even deeply care about these people, but he is my Hubman and I will always be his number #1 girl. It is this security in our love and commitment to each other that allows me to encourage him to go out and follow his heart (cock) and have fun.
