AM

I kept seeing these initials. Sometimes A-M, sometimes A.M. I could tell it wasn't morning and didn't really think about it in context. Like "Joe that I met from AM." or I was looking around on AM"

Suddenly when I saw it written out it made sense. Ashley Madison!

Then another epiphony hit when I realized hubbby and I had once discussed it.

He was watching a show, I was sort of reading a book sort of watching when this commercial caught my eye. "WHAT??"

I had hubby scroll back through by then two commercials to see it again. Twice.

We talked about how it wasn't that surprising that such a thing existed, but to advetise would sort of ruin it. A spouse could easilly check up on the other if they knew where to look.

Well, not so much it seems.

How do I know? Because I am apparently one of those wives looking to have an affair. At least as of yesterday.

I went, I looked, I joined.

You have to pay which was a problem with an accountant in the house until my friend, (hereafter known as my pimp) solved the problem with a gift card he had in his wallet.

I protested that made me a whore to take money. He pointed out he was paying for other men to have sex with me so that made him my sort of reverse pimp. Or something. I'll pay him back from my first $40 blowjob.

Anyway it works like this, unless you post a public picture, you have to give a "key" to see the private picture. (I kinda wonder about the guys and girls with public pics, does their other have no clue about the internet????)

I got swamped with guys sending me their keys. these things called winks that seemd pointless and some private messages..

"Do you have a picture?" Yes, but I don't see myself sending it to random men.

"Wanna fuck?" Kinda, but probably not with you...

"Wanna see my cock?" Er, no.

I should explain that I mentioned in my ad that my husband likes the IDEA of me flirting with and possibly dating other men.

"Does he know you placed the ad?" No, not now, not ever.

"Would he be watching?" NO. (Interestingly some were horrified by the idea, some saw it as the price of admission, some saw it as sexy...go figure)

"Would you like to meet over coffee?" Hmmm. Well that is an actual step...put that aside...put several more aside...several more to the side that were potential guys on the side...hmmm this is excitingly scary.

Then there was "John".

Actually he picked the name.

I ended up going back and forth then to IM. I was explaining to him about how my online friend (now pimp) had said that what my husband wanted was to be my pimp, and what I wanted was for him to be my cuckold. Sort of.

He LOL's and said I'll introduce myself to him as 'John'.

This one is funny.

Talking to him made me late getting back from lunch..thankfully no one at work noticed.

"You could do that?"

"What?"

"Meet him? Be able to introduce yourself with a straight face?"

"Hypothetically, sure. In fact it would be kind of exciting."

"Before or After?"

"You mean anticipating meeting or after pulling it off?"

"No, before or after you fuck me?"

LOOONG pause. I can see he is typing then it stops then starts....

"We WERE talking hypothetically. Either would be hot. Not meeting him wouldn't change that. Even meeting him and then say, you decided teasing was enough would be pretty intense. All things considered though I would prefer it involved fucking you in some capacity. I think before would be the most intense, you know, I know but he doesn't? Hot. I think the anticipation of what is to be is the best part of foreplay."

Loong pause from me..I didn't realize it was long though...lots turning over in my mind.

"Hello?"

"Oh sorry, just thinking."

"Hey, you don't have to do anything,decide anything we are just talking...not really lloking for a commitment seeing as how both of us are already well committed. Or should be committed...or something...."

But I had. Decided.

I am going to fuck him. Or something. Or someone else.

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...

Hmmm underwear is kind off topic in a way...

I actually did buy the next day or so a couple of three-packs of little men's bikini style undewear. Seamless, stretchy banana hammocks.

Man-ties my muse calls them. "Do you wear them?" I giggled. He types back.."No I prefer the sheer ones with the lacy edges!"

Anyway, as I was thinking about it and kind of why I didn't press the point (for now - even though I am finding panty-boys kinda hot)..was because it isn't what I was originally thinking when I went from revenge mode to kinky fantasy mode.

You see, hubby seems to want a pimp/whore arrangement. Muse wants a panty wearer/ disdainful wife arrangement. I want a cheating wife / unaware husband arrangement.

Well not unaware..I want him to know.

Details.

But not know that he really does know. Tell him everything the way I always have when he prompts me for kinky tales during sex. Only make it real.

I thought of going out and acting out some of the tales I have spun in the past. Kinda complicated. What if I just put my slutty self into harms way and then told him about it.

Been reading a lot of cheating wife stories and blogs and loving them. I like the cuckold angle too, but that seems a little remote.

I'd settle for having my husband point to a guy in the bar, or tease me into answering a personal ad a guy posts having no idea that I am actually going to do exactly what he suggests by previous arrangement.

At least thats the idea. 19 years of monogamy makes the picking up on the getting hit on vibe a little slow. :)

Just slipped them on...

So I left the office all abuzz with how as predicted it went...

There were several versions of talking into actually putting them on suggested.

My favorite that I had intended to go with was to grab a catalog I had seen on top of the trash from the post office called U.S.Male where they had what I think of as Banana Hammocks mostly..mesh ones, different cuts, styles...anyway I was going to say I was looking it over got me hot wanted to see him in something less structured than the tighty whities he usually wears. He knows I prefer to see the buldge than say boxers, and it seemed plausible... Except that I had chosen clearly a girly pair as far as sheer and no structure at all to speak of.

My friend recommended the direct approach referencing a long ago time when in a fit of fantasy-talk fueld kink he had willingly put on not just a pair of satin panties over his hairy legs but even let me hook all the little eylets up the back of the matching bustier...it was a tight squeeze and we sometimes laugh about it, but not in a kinky sexy way.

When I got home I actually washed the pair from the office out in the sink and hung them over the rod. They were dry pretty fast I'm sure. I am not sure why they needed to be clean with the dirty task I had in mind for them but logic doesn't prevail always.

When he got home, he was looking expectant...(read horny) but oddly didn't seem to be quite initiating. So I did...

I crooked my finger then walked into the bedroom. When he passed me while I waited in the doorway, I shut it and grabbed his crotch and said "I think we have some unfinished business..."

"Uhm yeah, what was that all about?" he started...

This time with him standing pulling down his pants went a little smoother...I knew better than to laugh when he waddled a bit with his pants and shorts trapping his ankles...

Cock not all the way pointed skyward but sticking straight out. I've always though guys should never walk around naked with a hard-on...looks silly to say the least... little bit of motion and it swung to and fro.

I literally led him around by his cock. Men. I had a pretty firm hold on it and penguin walked him towards the bed, then pivoted him and pushed him onto the bed. Lite comedy as one of the shoelaces got stuck...

Actually had to loosen the knot with my teeth...I hoped that looked sexy from his angle..pants off at last, sox too, then shorts tossed aside.

Oops! panties! I said hold that thought and went to the bathroom returning with the pair..."So, where were we?" as I drug the panties delicately back and forth against the bottom side (well in this position the top side).

He was very still and shivvered a little bit at the sensation...

I grabbed his cock firmly in a handful of cloth and gave a couple of tugs, then stopped...backed up to the end of the bed where his feet were,

"You are a very lucky man.." I announced.

"yeah" he agreed.

"I mean you are veery lucky tonight, because I am feeling insatiably kinky.."

I had a whole explaination primed to go, and thought why bother, he's nude from the waist down, horny, and he is absolutely not going to argue...So I didn't...

I just reached for an ankle, slipped them on, brought the other ankle over, like I was dressing a child, and slid them up a ways...I didn't even have to ask as he lifted his ass off the bed and I snugged them on like a wedgy. All the way to his belly button.

I teased and traced my fingers on either side of his shaft. I "gummed" him through the fabric...I slipped the elastic down to just below the little helmet part and tongued a little...

I pulled the elastic under his balls and pulled it kind of around in a semicircle so that it sort of was like tying a string or a rubber band around his balls....I thought about they way they neuter livestock, but I don;t think he thought about it that way...

I pulled them back up. I straddled him and slid my slit up and down the outside of his shaft pressed against himself. I chanced a little follow-up on they "your panties' comment.


I exaggerated a little (but not much I was pretty close to orgsm myself). I said 'Your hard cock feels SO GOOD stroking me through your panties. Nothing..no recoil no objection...

I had been encouraged to go all domme on him and tell him he is to wear them to work tommorrow. That seemed to much so I didn't. At some point I rolled him over and onto me, and he did a pretty interesting job of grinding against my clit at the top of each stroke. Humping like teenagers. It was actually hot in it's own right never mind that I had him performing as predicted by a man he has never met.

He did indeed drench "his" panties. This time I didn't wash them out but left them on the floor after we were done. I wanted to catch his expression when and if he saw them in the cold light of day but i missed the chance...

You, know...guys ARE predictable....

My friend has been encouraging my cuckold fantasies. I don't mean the he's a cuckold because his wife steps out on him...I mean the he's a horny little wimp (well my hubby actually isn't..) that sits in the corner in a dress whislt she takes it hard and fast...

sigh...

I assure him that although I've been having kinky thoughts about that little role reversal..take back control idea....hubby will not be that guy on the chair no matter what!

Baby steps says my friend.

Yeah, until he see's WHERE the steps lead...

so....

I took one of his suggestions....

Yesterday was insanely busy with extensions and the like....I know from past experiance that when it is finally over and he gets home some time after midnight and is fueled by adrenaline and caffiene, and horny as all get out...

Usually its a GREAT time to ask for something...

"Hi, honey, glad my big strong man is home from earning a living...could you slip on a pair of silky panties and let me call you Sally?"

Well, I asked, and he did!!

(Not exactly as above...baby steps...)

So, I did as suggested and interupted him at work......I asked his secretary if I could pop in between clients..."Sure?...' she said making it a question...(what she meant was "Uh, do you know what day it is?"..."and BTW, why is a 44 year old woman wearing a skirt that shows knee?" Ok I added that first part, but I kept sagging the waist down trying not to look too slutty..I was a little paranoid aboput over playing it...

("Nonsense!" I can hear my friend saying, men are easy)

When it was my turn I reached casually in my bag and closed my fist around the sheer, sky-blue, nylon panties I had taken off in the parking lot. The script called for me to breathilly announce that my panties were wet thinking about how horny he was going to be tonight when he was finally free.

It wasn't just script...knowing my motive, the were definately humid.

"Pick a hand" I announced..

Easy, since a little tuft of fabric was visible between thumb and forefinger...

"That one?' he was uncertain where this was going..needed to get to work...recognized that husky catch in my voice....not for nothing in 19 years he knows when I am aroused. At this point I was so not acting....

Shaking out the panties from the chosen hand, I said "Hold this for me"..(this was improvised and felt BRILLIANT...) I placed a bit of it in his open mouth and gently chucked him under the chin to hold it.

I slid his wheeled chair back a bit..and unbuttoned his pants and unhooked the little clasp....ZIPPPPPPPP and his bulging white jockeys showed...

Yep, men are easy.....

"Uh, marJ???" ...

"Yes, dear?" grabbing his pants to yank them down to his knees...

(That didn't work...his butt-to-chair produced more friction than I thought...)

"Raise up!" This was a little louder and more Domme-like than I intended. I was going for insatiable housewife, not secretary/dominatrix spanks boss over the knee...hmm that sounds good though...

He sort of did, a little..it was commical..I persisted and wiggled and got his pants to his knees...

"The door!" his large head finally realized..unlocked, secretary one room away in reception...

"Oh, don't worry....I told _____________ that I was in the mood for a quickee and to hold your next appointment for 9 minutes!"

"WHATT???!!!" my horrified husband (you know the one with hot/slut/nympho/cheating/whore wife fantasies?) hissed.

"KIDDING???!!?? HELLO??" she would quit on the spot..Oh I thought of what i'm calling secretary.... Prudence. Nice girl, a little heavy, baptist maybe?, great with numbers, not flirty. Probable virgin.

Anyway, I vamped some more...

I was getting the waistband down over his fully erect member and tucking it snug under his already swelling balls.

Oh - for the movie version he says "mmmph mmph", because I have him gagged with the panties, maybe tied on with a thigh high stocking the other tying his hands behind his back....but in this version he already had the panties in his hand getting them quickly below desk height.

I took the panties from his fingertips...he actually had a decent grasp on them and wrapped them around his cock...

silky (well polyester-y) hand job ensued.....I know my business and started and stopped without being too obvious.....

At some point I had his cock wrapped almost condom like in a single sheer layer of material..

I stopped, drooled (both verbally, and well almost physically) that his cock looked "Amazing" like that.....

"How does that feel" I said as I drapped the panties like a paperdoll cut-out pair to his paper-doll guy parts...rubbing him steadilly through them...

As snail trails of pre-cum were traced and absorbed, I purred..."hmmm ...I thought I had gotten them wet..I keep this up you are going to SOAK them aren't you?"

This time it was a strangled mmph mmph or something like that...glazed look in his eyes told me he was REALLY close..

So I stopped!

Wow....That felt GREAT.

He was confused, visibly...as I pulled the pair over one heel then catching on the second I almost tripped up my exit.

"Hold that thought, I giggled.." I can't have you running down my thigh on the way past Prudence!"

"WTF?" was his dumb expression...I pointed to his crotch, which he hastilly put right...barely able to contain the tip under the wasitband and struggling with the button....

"Don't do a Ben Stiller.." I smiled as he reached for the zipper...

"Huh" his expression said but a slow light said probably got the reference from "There's Something about Mary." Or not..not in the script...

"I'll let SOAK your panties when you get home."

The possessive sounded ridiculous the whole way to the office rehearsing it...but I said it.

He nodded dumbly as if this made any sense...

..to be continued.....

Capital "D" Dominatrix

Apparently all this reading about the cuckold lifestyle has been making me a little more assertive in the bedroom and out.

I was talking online to a jerk. This guy reminded me of the problem I have with hubby. The only reason I talked to him at all was his personal offering to share pics of his wife (or him). I got the impression that wifey doesn't know. Sound familiar?

Anyway I got him to send me some pics..(she is cute BTW) and he was carefull that unless you really knew her you wouldn't know it was her, so I guess I give him a pass sort of. Anyway, he really bugged me, kept telling me how much he liked "older babes" I am 44 he is 36, hardly a boy himself.

I got all Domme-y on him demanded things of him in specific...He didn;t comply..(so far), but did make the comment that I went from all sweet and innocent to domminatrix on a dime, and he thought it was hot.

I think I shall try that tonight. There are several things I want to try out on ole hubby that he may or may not enjoy. Some are suggestions from Jim, some are just kinks I have read about. I'll let you know how it goes...

Kinky Canadians...

Wow, just wow...you guys are some kinky fucks...



and thanks BTW!



I was hunting around reading craigslist in various cities looking for anad or two to read to hubby like it was an accident...and happened onto some Canadian Cities...Hamilton Ontario gets my vote for kinkytown...maybe it was just this week..maybe its the cold? dunno....



Anyway...it was PERFECT way to lead into a discussion with hubby. I pretended that a girl at work had told me to read these Canadian ads because they were hillarious - eh?



It worked...we had a lot of fun actually. I felt a little guilty about the whole thing kind of being a set-up. I haven't DONE anything but I sure think about it a lot.



A couple of the ads mentioned cuckolding themes, one looking for a "Bull" and one said not to replyunless you were familiar with the "cuck" lifestyle...I got to play dumb and have hubby explain these things to me..basically like I thought, he doesn't see himself that way. On the other hand thats kind of why ots HOT to think of him coerced into acting that out...yummy...



I kept picturing him sittingin the corner in a nighty or something....I had him read some of the transgender ads too....I was thinking of writing a fake one where there is a hot nympho that wants a threeway with a woman and her husband in panties...there didn't see to be any legit call for such a thing....



Oh we did talk about a strap-on in the context of me fucking some little babysitter type...he was as expected all for it