A Case in Favor of Online Infidelity.

I am up late, with a very satisfying contented exhaustion. I was back to old tricks that pre-date my blog. I "picked up" a man at a favorite online watering hole, and took him to bed.

Well not literally in my case, I was sitting in a chair in our den while hubby snored upstairs. His snoring was what had me up after a brief nap, and provided the rationalization and the cover to go downstairs and perve.

Mr. X did take me to bed with him. And his wife. She, though reputedly with bi-leanings, did not participate other than to provide the edgy "don't get caught" excitement of sleeping soundly beside him. Apparently with an Ambien in her she mumbles agreeably but never wakes according to her cheating spouse.

I am not sugar coating it. He was cheating, I was cheating, a good time was had by all.

I reflected a bit afterwords in the afterglow. It was just words, but it was intense and it was arousing and in the end sating. I thought of my irritation of my husband's attempt to push me unaware into the realm of the "Hotwife". He probably justified it (and more or less said so to Jim) that my online activities suggested I would be "up for it" if the right opportunity arose.

I was in fact not "up for it" as evidenced by the many years of marital fidelity that was here-to-fore unmarred with actual skin on skin adultery. For a reason, and it wasn't for lack of opportunity. I just didn't feel the need or the desire to cheat.

Occasional fantasy exploration fulfilled any wanderlust I might have had.

My friend Jim, who has never stepped out on his wife in the so-called real world has admitted to using his online guilty pleasures for much the same purpose..a pressure relief valve..(I'd like to yank his valve and blow off some...whooops, that's not what this post is about...)

Perhaps I should have invited my husband along on some of my online forays. I have no doubt he on occasion has had his guilty secrets. I believe he has never stepped out in the physical world....

I think the anonymous nature of the inter-webs has given many people the opportunity to hook-up, cheat, break up families and lives. BUt o the other hand for countless others it provides the basis of exploring the forbidden with little chance of any fall-out if one's spouse avoids the urge to cyber-snoop.

Online or off, it is all infidelity. Given the choice though, isn't online a little less fraught with emotional peril?

Taking Chances...

One of the thing Jim warned me about was that my hubby has been spying on me online..When Jim answered the ad for someone to seduce me at work, hubby cheerfully told him he knew that I would be "up for it" because for one we talked about me being with another man in bed. (True, although mostly tales of old flames, with the occaisional sprinkle of future fantasy thrown in. The other reason he gave was that he knew I talked dirty to guys online. Also true, but we haven't figured out how much he knows. So, I have laid low.

Thats why I update this blog and check in with Jim (now my pimp) from Starbucks on this old forgotten laptop I keep in my desk at work.

Last night though, I was H-O-R-N-Y and was online in old familiar places trolling for men to play the slut with. It wasn;t something I did a lot of but was a guilty pleasure. My first time "cybering" online was actually from of all things a cribbage game I was playing online where you can talk in a chat window with the person yu are playing with.

Older guy...slyly seductive....we were half into it before I realized "We" were playing. Anyway, last night I was online hoping "John" as I am calling himwas on. He had mentioned that he uses his "crackberry" at worrk but is careful to delete everything and stay away from risky places at home lest his wife get suspicious.

I didn't actually even cyber, but I responded to quite a few Ashley Madison profiles and fooled around on a site I like to go to with forums and stories. Weird think about AM (at least for me) was the surprisingly kinky hot vibe I was feeling at being 'the other woman'. In so called 'Real Life' its always the married guys that are closest to directly hitting on me. Its kind of safer, they can always say, hey J/K! I used to get annoyed. Now for some reason, probably because I'm thinking of cheating myself that adultury in and of itself seems hot. I just thought a married guy would be 'safer' both as in he probably isn't making the rounds to as many skanks and because he has something to lose to.

I found myself getting aroused when one of the pics a guy sent showed this big four-post bed kind of in the background. I found myself wanting to fuck him specifically in his marital bed...or mine...Hmmm , getting too kinky.

I deleted everything, dumped cache, cookies, history and everything else I could think of...I was thinking later how suspicious that looks. I need to be more careful