Hey - thanks for the kind words. I couldn't sleep but she's off soundly.
She came home from work all bubbly and told me that they were going out on Wednesday night right after work. She gave me this huge hug and kiss and told me excitedly that Wednesday was when they were going out. As she got changed out of her work clothes she told me how she felt like she'd been asked to go to the prom all over again. She seemed on such an up that I just couldn't come down hard on her and ruin it. So, I just went along and asked her what her plans were and she said they were going to leave straight from work and that she probably wouldn't be home till pretty late. I wanted to talk some more but we needed to get dinner going. Still, I stood there and watched her undress until she saw me staring and jokingly shooed me out of the room.
It wasn't until about 10:30pm that we finally said goodnight to our 16 year old son who retreated to his basement lair where he's oblivious to the world. Then, we finally talked again.
I asked her again what she is thinking and then she surprised me and said I should tell her what I'm thinking. What I'm fearing and what I'm turned on about and that we should sort through this.
I told her my fears were just that - that she was going to begin to feel something for Brad that was previously reserved for just us. I told her I feared she'd fall in love with him in some way even if it was only for the moment.
She waited for me to tell her what turned me on about it. When I didn't start right away she prodded me to tell her whether what she's done so far still turned me on. All I could say to that was "omg - yes, absolutely" and with that she sort of reached over and felt that I was pretty hard just saying it to her.
So I just continued and I told her that yes - so far I was very very happy with her fulfilling my (and seemingly, hers too) longtime fantasy. I told her that just thinking about her with another guy still turned me on to no end and now, to know she's truly been with other guys is totally thrilling to me. I told her that seeing her sexual excitement at the time and then experiencing her desires for days and days afterwards was just incredible.
I thought I was done but she said "so, what are you thinking about for me for Wednesday night?". It took me a moment to think about what I was going to say - but at that moment I literally just said what-the-hell - and I told her that if she was going to do it that she might as well get everything she could out of it as it was a unique opportunity.
I swear I don't know why I said that but I did and once I started, I just kept going and told her how I sometimes fantasize about her being seduced in a dark booth in a restaurant and how she longed to go up to his hotel-room. And how once she was there, that she'd go wild on him and exhaust him before returning home to me. I then added "when I then get my turn".
It felt good to say it. I mean I'd been fighting it for a while but what the heck, let her go out this time and get what she wants out of a night. Yes, I know it might be like lighting the fuse on something - but, hey, according to Custer, she's already doing more than she's telling me. I'm not so sure about that - there's just not that much time she has free right now. But I have to say that it is incredibly arousing to me to just think about what she'll be doing on Wednesday. There's something about the idea of her planning this in advance that is just keeping me hard thinking about it.
Anyway - my mind was racing at all sorts of thoughts. My little wifey becoming a bit of a wild-woman - never would have thought this a few years ago.
She came home from work all bubbly and told me that they were going out on Wednesday night right after work. She gave me this huge hug and kiss and told me excitedly that Wednesday was when they were going out. As she got changed out of her work clothes she told me how she felt like she'd been asked to go to the prom all over again. She seemed on such an up that I just couldn't come down hard on her and ruin it. So, I just went along and asked her what her plans were and she said they were going to leave straight from work and that she probably wouldn't be home till pretty late. I wanted to talk some more but we needed to get dinner going. Still, I stood there and watched her undress until she saw me staring and jokingly shooed me out of the room.
It wasn't until about 10:30pm that we finally said goodnight to our 16 year old son who retreated to his basement lair where he's oblivious to the world. Then, we finally talked again.
I asked her again what she is thinking and then she surprised me and said I should tell her what I'm thinking. What I'm fearing and what I'm turned on about and that we should sort through this.
I told her my fears were just that - that she was going to begin to feel something for Brad that was previously reserved for just us. I told her I feared she'd fall in love with him in some way even if it was only for the moment.
She waited for me to tell her what turned me on about it. When I didn't start right away she prodded me to tell her whether what she's done so far still turned me on. All I could say to that was "omg - yes, absolutely" and with that she sort of reached over and felt that I was pretty hard just saying it to her.
So I just continued and I told her that yes - so far I was very very happy with her fulfilling my (and seemingly, hers too) longtime fantasy. I told her that just thinking about her with another guy still turned me on to no end and now, to know she's truly been with other guys is totally thrilling to me. I told her that seeing her sexual excitement at the time and then experiencing her desires for days and days afterwards was just incredible.
I thought I was done but she said "so, what are you thinking about for me for Wednesday night?". It took me a moment to think about what I was going to say - but at that moment I literally just said what-the-hell - and I told her that if she was going to do it that she might as well get everything she could out of it as it was a unique opportunity.
I swear I don't know why I said that but I did and once I started, I just kept going and told her how I sometimes fantasize about her being seduced in a dark booth in a restaurant and how she longed to go up to his hotel-room. And how once she was there, that she'd go wild on him and exhaust him before returning home to me. I then added "when I then get my turn".
It felt good to say it. I mean I'd been fighting it for a while but what the heck, let her go out this time and get what she wants out of a night. Yes, I know it might be like lighting the fuse on something - but, hey, according to Custer, she's already doing more than she's telling me. I'm not so sure about that - there's just not that much time she has free right now. But I have to say that it is incredibly arousing to me to just think about what she'll be doing on Wednesday. There's something about the idea of her planning this in advance that is just keeping me hard thinking about it.
Anyway - my mind was racing at all sorts of thoughts. My little wifey becoming a bit of a wild-woman - never would have thought this a few years ago.
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