Jumped the Gun...

So, last night I was thinking about my upcoming date with  Mark. I was picturing entering the hotel room and dropping to my knees and making him for a minute or two forget all the others (apparently) that had come before me in strange hotel rooms. I don;t know why the though of fucking such a Man-Slut appeals to me but it does. The plan was to tell Hubby all the details about the date but wrap it in a fantasy about how I got picked up mistaken for a hooker in our hotel bar.

I led Hubby into the bedroom, closed the door behind us and before we made it to the bed had his belt and pant's undone and was pleased that he was fully erect before his shorts hit his ankles. I dropped to my knees and took him all in. (Hubby has to be wondering at this point what he did right to get such an insatiable cock-sucker for a wife lately and how he can do it again.)

"I was thinking.." I began huskily, the way I begin a lot of 'stories'..."Maybe I should fly up Friday with you so I can play a hooker in the hotel bar while you are stuck in your boring seminar...."

He stood stock still mesmerized more by the BJ than by the story so far...I was imagining Mark as the 'client' and proceeded to give him the blow-by-blow account of how this client engaged me for "full service" unprotected sex. (I can already tell you that Mark WILL taste like latex, because regardless of which way he fucks me there WILL be a condom..possible double bagged...but its fun to fantasize..)

Hubby actually got off twice during the very detailed story, and I am feeling pretty sated today with the memory of having all three openings violated by "the client" last night.

I should write it down the way I told Hubby and then compare it with the actual event after Friday. I wonder though if writing it down will make Friday happen closer to 'script' (Not necessarily a bad thing!) but would it seem rehearsed?

Whore???

I have been bouncing fantasy ideas off oh hubby's some what bewildered pysche altely.

(He actually asked what's gotten into me lately...I replied probably hormones, just enjoy it!)

We were classifying my early slutty history that he thinks is quite slutty that I at the time though quite conservative...He always points to the two-girl blow job as proof that I was the ultimate minx.

SO he says to me, what didn't you do because you didn;t have an opportunity?

I thought a long time I must admit to come up with..."Well, no one ever offered me money for it.."

He was puzzled then it dawned on him, "like you mean you never were a prostitute?" a few beats..."Would you have wanted to?"

I pointed out to him I said "OFFERED" not "ACCEPTED".

"So would you have wanted someone to offer?"

I think I actually blushed thinking about it.

"Yeah I guess so...it would have been interesting to have seen how they work..." not realizing at first that I had taken it a step further than his question...

He was visibly more rigid at the thought...

back to Jim's assessment that hubby wants to be my pimp.

Anyway, I am NOT going to follow through but I decided to place a craigslist ad...

HAPPY HOUSEWIFE...

Looking to meet generou$ traveler who has fantasies of despoiling housewives. Can meet you at your hotel. Will be presentable at least on the outside! Need a couple of days lead time, so book your fantasy now!

MJ
I lied about the housewife part sonce I have an actual job, but I remeber reading an article on one of those high end call girl busts about some of the girls being bored housewives...

So far no takers.

Not sure I should be miffed about that.

Birthday teasing

My husband is doing OK, but several of his clients have been hit pretty hard so he has had to let some of them slide on payment a bit. On my birthday yesterday, he got me flowers and a card, it was actually pretty thoughtful.

At some point in bed for a little birthday fuck, I said playfully in his response to his earlier apology for not getting something spectacular for my birthday...."You know what would have been spectacular? How about a second cock?" He stopped mid-stroke as I had grabbed the dildo we had started out playing with and deepthroated it.

"Maybe you could have one of your down and out clients work off thier debt by fucking your insatiable wife."

He about finished right there..

"Or maybe they coupld send their wives over..."

It's fun to be back to teasing him with little stories...

I made him pick a client that I know. I spun a little story about how I was visiting at the office and noticed him looking down and out. I "cheered him up" in the lobby while Prudence was gone for lunch...

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" I said in between lunges of my mouth on his cock "...If I was one of those slutty wives"

He half nodded sensing a trick question. His cock had no reservations it was firmly in agreement. It twitched in response.

"What would be hottest? A swinger wife, or an actual hooker housewife? If I started taking on clients, do you think you could help me launder the proceeds, invest it well?"

He grinned at that..played along...started talking setting up an LLC, KEOGH..my eyes glazed over a little...