Not Much of a Torpedo

Woke up yesterday morning by being lightly caressed by Rock that worked itself into for a quick bit a nice roll in the hay that is always a great way to wake up. Why quick because Rock was in his term “priming the pump” and he pulled out of me before I was about to orgasm for the first time of the day and had me finish him off by sucking him off. The reason Rock did this because he knew I was going to visit Navy man today and he thinks it is cute to do this when he knows I have a date during the day.

I was to meet Navy man for a late lunch so my morning consisted of the routine type things, meditate, work out and household chores. Getting ready for the date was semi-rushed due to the fact I am not the best at keeping time. I tend to be on time but it is more often then not a close call. 

Perhaps the combination of not yet warm but no really cold, in the middle of a workday not working is the perfect storm of making it difficult to choose what to wear. I wanted Navy man to not see me as a married fellow social worker but as a willing piece of ass but did not want to be so overt to make him or others not use to seeing someone yet with skimpy clothing on. I finally settles on a navy blue and white ( coincidence only) sleeveless shirtdress with enough buttons undone to try to get my tits to express “I need some attention” while not looking like a hooker confused what time it is.

I do not really get nervous when I go out on these ventures. I read and hear from other women when they go on regular dates or from other hotwives and it seem that some nerves would add to the excitement. I generally feel horny of course but overall I would guess I feel like more times then not fairly calm and collected. I usually know within minutes if the date ends with me out of my clothes or not and I think I try not to get worked up one way or the other so whichever happens is ok. But not this one as I was just excited and horny as all hell to do him and the hour and twenty minute drive took forever.

We met at a very nice restaurant which relaxed me as I did not feel like I was dressed in a weird way and was surprised as well. I had not distorted this man’s sexy piercing blue eyes. He must have to turn them away and I think why is he with me then. Now I can talk about social work and foster children all day long but not when visions of the man before me bending me over and fucking me are dancing in my head. But that is what we start out talking about and he has such a passion for it that he stills turns me on. I think to myself if I could just ditch my clothes now would be so much easier.

Lunch was nice and I did get him to talk about other things and flirt a little. As lunch was ending there was the usual dance in this circumstance, will he ask me back to his place or do I have to be more direct. Strike one happens despite hinting and flirting up a storm I have to be direct. Sometimes I will be more playful and do it in a more sexual way but when the flirting has not worked so far I just ask if we should go back to his place. Good news is he really liked the idea.

Ok three things always happen when arriving back to the man’s place. 1) They act almost like it is the start of a brand new date. 2) They act like you have already given the green light and somehow despite being many minutes in a car and in this case two cars that I am all hot, worked up and ready to go. 3) They are sane and understand they are getting the green light to try to go after it but need to warm me up before the big moves. 

Navy man was unfortunately number 1 and that was strike two. When we got back to his place I sat on the couch and instead of sitting next to me chose to sit in a chair next to the couch ugh! After about ten minutes of conversation and one maybe two confused people I decided it was up to me and in a now or never move got up and playfully sat in his lap. That is when the light bulb finally when on in his head and we started up.

Now I had a career of sitting in a man’s lap and wiggling so I kind of can tell a lot of things as I suspect most if not all women can. Well as we were kissing like horny teenagers and his hand all over my tits I kept on wiggling hoping to feel a nice hard dick at some point. While I did feel something I started to worry about the initial impression. It was time for a closer inspection and I slowly slid down to between his legs and started to get him out of his pants. When I finally cock to bare his cock and see that it was in fact hard as a rock I had unfortunately found strike three.

Now I am not remotely a size queen and I am the believer it is not the size but how am an uses it. But you still have to have enough size to have some options in how you can use it and unfortunately for Navy man his options were quite limited. But I am a giver, a slut or probably in some combination I was not about to hurt his feelings and stop as there was surely fun to be had so I started to give him some very enjoyable oral. Strike four as he came probably less then a minute. 

Well I am going to not drag this out. We did get around to round two where he showed he was quite capable of giving quality oral and that was great. I did fuck him or least I think I did, just kidding it was not that small but not where a woman could ever really feel fucked though. But by the time round two was over I think we both knew that this was going to be a one time thing. I am not opposed to playing with him again because he was really nice and cute but I do not think I would go out of my way though.

Got home and told Rock about my day and Rock ever the optimist pointed out I should be thankful for his gift and I politely reminded him I am grateful everyday for it and next time to keep fucking me in the morning!

Where the Boys Are

I have wanted to write about this since I started this blog. Please understand the following is based on my experiences that are based on my personality, issues and situation. None of the following is meant as advice or a how to but is nothing more then just a recap.

The following ways I find men to hook up with in no order of preference or popularity.

Cyber Sites

Good – A ready made target group. Hey anyone interesting in fucking a married woman, no strings attached? People tend to be more open about their sexual interests and can see if at least those match before we meet. I have found for actually cultivating regulars that at least simpler to broach the subject or requirements starting out.

Bad – Where to start… People just have very little ability to tell the truth in cyber. Whether it is something specific about themselves or what is happening in their life to be looking for a woman like me people tend to forget all their liabilities and create fictional assets. Married men in cyber think just because we are both married that by itself makes us a perfect match and often do not handle it in a classy manner when I disagree. The idea of stepping out on their other and getting laid is far easier to pursue then actually doing it. Too many times I have wasted hours on emails, instant messaging (always my personal hell) and telephone conversations so a guy could fantasize about doing the deed but get cold feet or just played me and often either disappear or stand me up when we agree on meeting.

How often – At this point I try to avoid having an ad in cyber as much as I can. Still I put one up once or twice a year when I am especially on the lookout for regulars.

Overall – It is painful but a necessary evil in my life.

Bars

Good – People who are horny and actually looking for real life can be found at bars. A lot more sexy foreplay and especially in a way Rock can enjoy by dressing in a come and get me boys outfit. You can get away with a lot more in bars then other places. You can dance and get practically molested and dry humped. You can place hands and feet in many fun places while sitting. You can do more of the wild things like blow a guy in the parking lot five minutes after starting up a conversation.

Bad – I hate drunks and I cannot stand fucking drunken men. Bars have too many of them. I prefer to get approached like most women and alcohol is liquid courage. Not the safest environment and therefore it is higher risk in several things that a life as a hotwife we cannot avoid but need to try to keep as low as we can.

How often – Over time for Rock and I this has become more of a special event type thing. When in the mood for some raunchy behavior we will go out or when I am in a dry spell I will venture out on my own. We can go months without doing this or do it twice within a week but this is more icing to the cake then anything else now.

Overall – Gives some of the best times for Rock and I but because of our age maybe and the risks we do not indulge this way.

Out in the world randomness

Good – My favorite bar none. Whether the enjoyment of going from running a mundane errand that a half hour later I am getting my brains fucked out or just meeting someone that a spark happens and begins a process that may or may not lead to sex there is something about finding these things when not looking that is very nice.

Bad – Very random and to depend on this would mean a lot of long dry spells. Most repairman, customer service people and just people out doing regular life are not open to a quickie out of the blue or in the zone to come on to a woman in a non pickup place.

How often – Completely random as I have gone months without even giving out my phone number and have had days where I have had multiple sexual encounters.

Overall – I think if these hookups never happen my life as a hotwife would mot be as nice as I have enjoyed. But I could also see wasting my life away trying to make this type happen more often.

“Work” related

Good – Well I do not technically work but volunteer my time for a cause very close to my heart. This tends to mean I am around others like that and of course that makes me like them and that is half the battle of if I will let someone fuck me. Since I am not paid people I am around are more aggressive. The social work world has a lot of workshops and my cause, foster children, I do a lot of workshops and seminars for them. Many people coming from another place and this has an amazing affect on their monogamy thoughts.

Bad – I do not mind a reputation of being a slut and unfaithful to my husband and it has obvious advantages. But I am far too often used or put in the spotlight of being a major success story. The aged out foster care child who spent some time homeless that went on to get and undergrad degree as well as a Masters degree. But compare to many how they could or would strip to be able to afford those things and marry a great guy that just happens to only want a total slut and was insistent that I do not work full time so I would have the time and energy to be a slut. I have always had trouble in reconciling those two things.

How often – In general, not all the time, avoid people I regularly deal with but this is a good source of my playmates and for some reason many of my female playmates.

Overall – it is all over the place. This way gives me some of my best times it is also probably the one I also struggle with the most as well.

Free whore (prostituted to a few of Rock’s customers)

Good – Pure sexual objectification that makes this always have a little extra spice in it. I like I can help out Rock by doing my part in making the customers like him and be loyal. I like how I do not have to work it or take the lead as rock and the customer do all that and for many that I fuck they think I am bought and paid for so they are just going to fuck me and enjoy it rather then trying to make the earth move and put pressure on acting for their benefit.

Bad – There is always in the back of my mind this could somehow explode onto Rock and be uncomfortable for him although he always laughs this off.

How often – Pretty rare as we do not do this for local customers so this gets limited to pretty much trade show/convention here and there. Some times a business trip I will go with Rock for this purpose.

Overall – I must say I enjoy this more then I would have ever thought. I think though it has the perfect balance of how often is limited enough to make it that much fun.

Swinging

Good – Other horny people who like sex with someone besides their spouse.

Bad – The whole atmosphere always feel s a little antiseptic. I just have trouble with relaxing and letting go how most of the play happens. Rock is really into me fucking other people then he is fucking other women. He on occasion enjoys another woman and is always up for Lips, but in general he has to spend a lot of time being distracted from seeing me getting nailed.

How often – Not much anymore. We tried it early in our relationship and still have some friends we made that we get together with in like private parties but this is no longer a thing we would classify as active.

Overall – Good source of willing bodies. Not the best atmosphere if you prefer one on one or more raunchy type atmosphere and things done from my experiences. Like politically correct fucking.

Friends that Rock gets to do me

Good – Rock gets to be in contact with people that they both know I am a slut who will fuck anybody. I not sure Rock would see me in the same way if he could not feel this from that. I am not saying major sweetie!

Bad – Have had some instances of awkwardness afterwards. Sure some enjoy it and come for seconds or more. But some it is just too weird. Overtime they are ok but Rock or I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable.

How often – Known Rock for seven plus years, the friends he has that he thinks would be cool with it have already been recruited and have passed or fucked me. Now an occasional person here or there.

Overall – I enjoy doing this for Rock. It usually does not make for the best sex, Rock is an intimidating figure even if not present. But have also established some wonderful ongoing friendships with benefits by doing this.

So there you have it. It might read like I get laid by different men everyday but that is far from the case. But it is nice to have such a wide variety in which I may find someone!

Same Old – Hell No

I am not one that gets bored as easily then most. If I like doing something then I pretty much always like doing it even if it tends to be exactly the same time after time. If anything I take pleasures in the routine things in life that are enjoyable. I am all for spontaneity and variety but I considered them added bonuses in life and not diminishing other things that do not have that.

I was thinking about this yesterday. Rock and I had a totally ordinary boring day for all practical purposes. The weather was cold and with scatter rain as spring does not want to come out. We did not do or have anything important to do and we just laid around the house. Rock was watching cars go around in a circle and vedging out which makes him happy and I like that. But him just on the couch watching a sporting event it is not if but basically only when I will get on my knees before him and give him a blow job.

But for days like this the term blow job is too simple and it goes more into the cock worship area. I am down there not so much for his enjoyment and him cumming but for my enjoyment of getting to feel, look, smell, touch and taste cock and not just any cock but my hubby’s. I love this routine thing that we do. I love how his pleasure and distraction of watching the game makes him last longer and allows me to play with his cock and balls in a way to maximize the time. I do not know how long I was really down there, but by the time I got his sweet delicious load in my mouth to savor and swallow my mouth was dry as a desert and my jaw was sore as hell and I would not have wanted it any other way.

If routine is boring then I am proud to be boring. We have been doing this for years with hardly any variation and I want to be doing this to him when we are in the old folks home.

Something More

I was going to write about how I go about finding men to play with. I knew I would though get sidetracked when I deal with men from online sources about what I decided to write about here.

One of my favorite blogs had what I found to be a great entry. In it she talked even though it is just a casual fun relationship she got emotional when with this person when things were just off. This has been on my mind when I was preparing to write where I find men. I am pretty much an open book and do not play games when looking which means if you have read this blog I like sex for sex and not for a lot of the extra stuff that goes into it. Often when I put up an online profile I will communicate this in a fairly direct manner and often a certain percentage of men think then answer my add means I will automatically do them which is of course not the case.

Now I know objectification. I enjoy it being done to me and was guilty of it in a bad way when my sexual compulsions were controlling me. One of the negative affects is someone like me objectifies people and despite men thinking it sounds cool, trust me men have a big problem with it. It is also quite ironic that someone enjoys being objectified has had to deal with negatively objectifying others.

But even a woman like me who likes being objectified needs more then a willing physical body. I still despise being lied to or mislead. I still want to fuck a person who I like and think is a good person and not someone who is a jerk and is scummy. I may want to be objectified by the people I play with but that does not mean I want a person who objectifies everyone.

So even for a recovering sex addict that being a hotwife is for sex does not mean any warm body will do.

On a side note I have been in near daily contact with the Navy man that I wrote about here. We are trying to firm up a date for me to go see him next week. It is looking like hopefully Wednesday or Thursday. Unless he totally changes I am so hot for his cock he going to find me the easiest lay when we meet.

Common Question IV

Do you do men that go behind the back of their wives?

In general I operate under the principle of if I do not want other people telling me what to do and therefore I will not do that and I am not the morality police from some agreed upon standard that I am responsible for another’s action.

I have no problem in fucking married guys. I only will not have a guy become a regular if he is married and his wife does not know and I will not put full force effort on a married guy if I flirt and he does not respond or stops when his conscious gets to him.

If you are looking for some type of justifications I will throw out some:

1) I would much rather be the outlet of a sexually deprived or just cannot keep it in his pants man then if he takes out his frustrations on a child. I was a foster child that experienced this first hand of a husband or wife not getting any from their spouse turning to the closet available option.

2) In my years as a stripper most men do not come to a club alone because they just like looking at nude young women or are “losers”. Most come because they are lonely and their spouses do not treat them like they are sexually desirable and important to them and will pay for the illusion of being smiled at and treated like the dancer likes them and wants to do something sexual to them.

3) Most people have affairs because something is missing and has been missing in their relationship for awhile. Whether their marriage is for all practical purposes over or they are happy except for their sexual needs not being taken care of either way the damage has been done that if it blows up on the person it is often just the catalyst and not the reason for the marriage going under.

In the end I am who I am and will be attracted to who I am attracted. I do not go out and seek married men over others but also I will not discriminate just based on that one reason. I offer up one piece of advice to spouses who do not want their other to cheat on them and that is to keep them well fucked!

Customer Service

For this entry I probably need to talk about boundaries and power to first. Rock and I have three situations where there is to be no sleeping around. 1) People in the neighborhood as that can get messy. 2) His employees and local customers for getting messy and potential legal problems. 3) Any situation that makes other non direct participants awkward, upset while seeing something directly that they would not expect to see. For example, if I was to dirty dancing with some guy at a very proper wedding reception or perform some sex act in a public place that anyone could see. A blow job in the parking lot of a shopping mall would be a no as anyone could see that. Now a blow job at night in a bar parking lot is fine as people who might see should not be stunned.

In terms of who chooses whom I have sex with it is mixed. I am suppose to and do seek out sexual encounters on my own and pretty much have carte blanche on doing that. The truth is Rock would like to do more of this then I actually do. But I will also have sex with anyone that Rock wants me to have sex with which comes to what I want to write about today.

Rock on occasion will have me sleep with a customer of his. Now since I do not do it for local customers it does not happen that often. I will though often travel with him to a convention or trade show of some type and then all bets are off and I will surely write about this when it happens. But yesterday was a surprise out of the blue situation. Rock had a customer from out of state that was here on unrelated business and Rock took him to lunch yesterday. Now I apparently had never hooked up with this guy but had with others in his company and he hinted up a storm to Rock about me and what he had heard. Now this is like crack to a crack addict with Rock. A man trying best to ascertain that his wife is sexy and easy. 

Anyway, Rock called me after the lunch to inform me that he had invited this man (Bill) out to dinner tonight but had decided I would be the only one showing up to dine with Bill. Now I am not a big writer of detailing of events but will try to write briefly on what transpired.

I met Bill in the lobby of the hotel he was staying in. Rock gave me a good description which was of a guy in his late forties, mostly bald, average height and pudgy. I have no problem in going up to people and starting conversations so this is not tough or a nervous thing to me. I simply went up to Bill and “apologized” for Bill not being able to make it but I am sure we can have a “good” time in a flirtatious manner. He only hesitated a little before we headed out to the restaurant. 

Now there are two particular ways to get me to really want to fuck someone. Either the natural combination of the person looks, personality and demeanor that plays into my instinctive arousal areas or some combination of a self esteem boost and tugging on my heart. Bill was not the first but over a nice dinner certainly hit on the second. He was certainly enjoying being out to dinner with someone my age and looking fairly good in my wine colored cocktail dress that I hoped communicated I expect to get fucked. He was recently divorced and his tale was an all too familiar one that I heard when I was dancing. I understand it takes two to tango but there still is something sad that I do feel sorry for the men who had wives who could not be bothered with sexually satisfying the men they are suppose to love. Guys like that always got better dances from me and in this case Bill was going to get lucky if he wanted.

Dinner took about an hour and a half and now it can get tricky. Bill may know I fuck around and Rock gives me to customers. Bill even coming off a long term marriage should have been able to see my obvious flirts and other clues but still most men in this situation can still be afraid or clueless to make any type of move. In this case I go to one of my usual moves which is I lean toward him, start rubbing a foot against a leg of Bill’s and ask him if he would like to continue this night back at his hotel. Bill replied yes and I knew I had him!

Getting out of the car at his hotel is where I ratchet it up. I walk into the hotel and to the elevator holding his arm and trying to maximize my tits touching his arm. In the elevator Bill is being a perfect gentleman but I am not being a lady. I now am pretty much grinding my right tit into his arm and I put my mouth near his ear and whisper “I want you cock in my wet pussy so bad!”. There is a method to my actions. I have found with men who are not intentional players and especially who have not been in the dating game a lot that before anything actually starts that giving them the clearest signals possible that they have full permission to go all the way with me. Otherwise many are hesitant and clumsy with their moves in wondering they will get a yes or no from me or even worse wonder if they should make a move. 

Bill got the signal loud and clear and as soon as his room door was closed we went at it. There are always good and bad things when fucking strangers. The good and especially when fucking a customer of Rock’s is that it is only going to be a one night thing that there is really no pressure in the performance and with a customer it is all about rocking their world. So this type of sex it can be easy for me to basically turn off my brain and enjoy the ride which is what I did with Bill and he was ok nothing special but I have had many worse.

A few minutes after he came I asked if I could spend the night which he really liked that idea. Now comes one of my favorite parts of being a hotwife and one when first starting down this path I dreaded and that was the phone call to Rock. Of course now I know when I call him telling him I will not be home this is music to his ears and cock. But the first few times was painful for me. I have a preference. Most men are really uncomfortable with the me talking to my husband and look to leave the room. Now some do get turned on by it, more in a later blog entry. But if I can keep the man there while I talk to Rock I enjoy being playfully sexual while talking to Rock. So this time while talking to Rock I was able to touch and lick Bill’s cock. I just love that!

About a half hour later Bill was ready for round two and my mind again wandered as he seem like a real nice guy, maybe not physically attractive but not repulsive, had a good job and for a man in his late forties can get it up twice in a short time. Why is he divorced? The second time was very nice and I came twice. 

We got up early in the morning because I wanted to get home to Rock before he left for work. I have a favorite thing I like to do in these situations. I like to get dressed, never shower, and then go through the “had a good time” and “let us do this again” type hollow words and when we kiss just before the goodbye I pull my face back and smile then slowly drop to my knees and give the man a blow job. I just love thinking the last thing a man saw me do was give him a blow job and walk happily out the door. I am a slut and want them to remember that!

But my favorite part comes next and it never gets old because Rock seems to never get tired of that. I come home and walk into our bedroom and Rock is waiting as he ogles perhaps his favorite view of me. Wearing an obvious previous night out clothes, not showered and smelling of another man and sex. 

Rock despises being late for work but somehow does not mind when he takes me like this. I am one lucky woman!

Who Knows and How Open

Probably during my six years as a hotwife most that have played with me tend to pop those questions. It was also something Rock and I discussed in depth and studied with much attention when we stared down this path. 

We thought originally that if something likes this comes up to be basically open about it and describe an open marriage. But we did not like that for two reasons. I did not like it because if it became so wide known then situations could come up in terms of people I am not interested in thinking they could hit on me or even worse people getting upset at one or both of us if I did not fuck them. Rock did not like this because a lot of his enjoyment is the thrill of the looks, the behind the back talk and most important the extra thrill or rendering some of the looks and behind his back talk of me stepping out on him. So for example a couple of months ago we were at a party and I had done the host months ago in a really fun pretty raunchy great time. Anyway, most of the evening his brother who obviously had heard the details of this spent all of his time trying to flirt with me while trying to stay clear of my husband. Rock just loved this and if we were just out with being in an open marriage it might not have things like this or to the degree.

We do not flaunt this aspect but we also do not hide it as well. Except for rare occasions would you see me dressed in a very inappropriate manner when out in the public. Sexy and maybe with the ability to push it if the opportunity arises, sure but I am not a walking billboard of I am a total cheap slut please hit on me. Now if you were to visit me at home outside of the coldest months you would find me barely dressed max out your first reaction was I am a total slut and if that is all you can think about when seeing me I was successful. 

In general though people like to be entertained by gossip and titillation and pretty much in the end do not give a crap about how other people live. When either one of us has been cornered in a “do you know what Crystal is doing” or “how can you do this to your husband” type of way we go with the open marriage excuse. But that happens very rarely as if you are a good friend of Rock then you know already and Rock has offered them to fuck me and might have fucked me a long time ago if he thought they would be into that kind of thing.

Basically in general I think most people that know us know I sleep around and Rock does not care. Some know I sleep around a lot and Rock loves it. Rock’s family either knows, obviously Sweetness and Lips, or has a strong idea. I would say only his Mom ever implies something and that is things like “how you go about your relationship” but we do get along really well.

The negative people tend to be mostly the women and a few male married acquaintances that probably flat out disapprove or worry I will go after their spouses. This does not affect me as my whole life history has had people look at me in a less then positive light. 

We basically practice a do not ask and do not tell policy. If those are interested they give off hints to various degrees. If those ask we give them the open marriage excuse. But mostly people let us be and for some give them some fun things to talk about and we are perfectly fine with that.