BJs are all my idea. Not because I feel like they’re my “wifely duty” by any stretch of the imagination, or something I owe to him because he’s the primary breadwinner or some equally stupid and archaic school of thought. Not because I’m trying to coerce or bribe him into rewarding me somehow; it’s not like he leaves $50 on the nightstand afterward. It’s not a bartering tool, not some type of relationship “currency.”
I told my hubby that I have chosen the man with whom I want to cuckold him. He wanted to meet him so he went for the next PTM with daughter. After seeing him he knew that things were serious and it was the last chance before we can turn back but he wanted me to go ahead. The teacher never knew that my hubby was involved, he just thought me to be cheating on my hubby.
The experience of being wooed by a new man, being desired sexually and that too without any guilt was something which cannot be explained. Few more dates (sort of), going for coffee, a movie, holding of hands, first kiss. So far so good and then the best place was my own house. Hubby took daughter out for a movie and I invited him saying that hubby and daughter went for a movie.
The actual sex was great, he was nervous initially about being caught but soon he relaxed and the fact that we were doing a taboo thing excited him. We did two times in about 3 hours and he turned out to be a good lover. Didn’t regret a thing
The experience of being wooed by a new man, being desired sexually and that too without any guilt was something which cannot be explained. Few more dates (sort of), going for coffee, a movie, holding of hands, first kiss. So far so good and then the best place was my own house. Hubby took daughter out for a movie and I invited him saying that hubby and daughter went for a movie.
The actual sex was great, he was nervous initially about being caught but soon he relaxed and the fact that we were doing a taboo thing excited him. We did two times in about 3 hours and he turned out to be a good lover. Didn’t regret a thing