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To: C 12/11/06
Sorry to hear that Gary was denied, but I kind of thought it might happen. Sorry for him, but tickled pink for you.
Here it has been slow. Have spent the last three days decorating the outside of the house and the trees in the yard. I did manage to get chapter 6 of Scarlett done and I have sent it off to TGBL for her review. I haven't gotten it back from her yet and my deal with her is that she gets to check it out before I post it. She has already sent me enough material to start on chapter 7 of her story.
Do you realize how many women you have brought into my life? It was you contacting me and what followed (Becoming a Slut Wife Christina, chp .1) that had all of the other women writing me and wanting me to tell their stories. Kathy, Mickey, Mona, Kathleen, Julie and TGBL all because of you. Getting to know you has been good for me.
To: JPB 12/11/06
Getting to know you has been very, very good for me too. I treasure what we have developed over the last year. That I brought more women into your life is great because it is just that many more of your stories to read.
Don't worry about Gary. He left for work today with a big smile on his face. I'm really not sure that either one of us is ready for a "performance," so I think things worked out for the best. I will tell you that hooking up with Matt when I was on the business trip was much higher on the "Naughty Meter" than just getting together with him in a motel room (although the sex was enjoyable).
To: C 12/12/06
What do you have planned for the holiday season party-wise? Any chance that you will give me my Christina/Karen moment?
To: JPB 12/12/06
What's up with me party-wise? Well there is a party in Boston tomorrow night, but being a clients party, and being asked to go by a VP, don't expect any additions to BASWme.
Our company's Christmas party is next Wednesday. Of course, we will all be like third-graders on the last day of school waiting for the bell to ring so we can leave the company party (they don't serve booze) and go to the after party parties. Stay tuned. Who knows if Karen and I will end up in the same place.
Hubby's office party is just a luncheon at a nice restaurant, employees only.
Of course there are the neighborhood parties (we are hosting one this weekend), but you know I don't fool around at those.
I would imagine that Friday, the 22nd will be a day of early departures from the office and there are always spots to check out for holiday cheer. I will, of course, let you know immediately if anything happens. So hold off on the next part of my slutty saga - the holidays are just getting into full swing!
To: JPB 12/13/06
If you could see me now! I'm in a sumptuous hotel room in downtown Boston and getting ready for cocktails at 6, dinner at 7, followed by a live band till 11. And this after being driven up here in a limo!
The ride up was a briefing on the client (our host), with my assignment being to be sociable and pleasant, speaking of our company only in the highest terms. I think I can handle that.
Don't look for any new material for my slutty bio - I'll be drinking club soda and being very well behaved. I feel like Charley, the VP who invited me along, is doing this to see how I handle myself. Why? I haven't a clue.
To: JPB 12/14/06
Oh no! No check in from my guy. That must mean work isn't going too well for you.
Well my trip was terrific, but I lied when I said no mischief would take place. The party was very festive. The hosts were very posh - the bar was name brands (even single malt scotches), the meal was prime beef filet and lobster (right up my alley) and they did have a live band. I did stick with the club soda and I did stick pretty close to Charley (the VP) and Dana (his special assistant). A little while after dinner Charley disappeared with some of the guys (big poker players) and Dana disappeared. Most of the rest of us took the party over to the lounge. Left to my own devices I started saying yes to guys who asked me to dance. There was a lot of flirting going on (eyeball flirting, conversation flirting, and groping hands flirting), but I kept my cool and kept my legs together.
Until!
It was almost one o'clock and I had been dancing with some guys who had come into the lounge when the wedding reception they had been attending ended. I was dancing with (and being groped by) a good looking guy named Tony and he kept asking me to go home with him. I looked around the lounge and saw that all of my group was gone, but even so I was leery of taking a chance. To make a long story short the slut in me finally said yes, but only if he could get me back to the hotel early enough so that no one would know I'd been gone. I know I'd told Gary that there wouldn't be anything happening on the trip and I debated calling him to let him know that things had changed, but then I realized he would be in bed asleep. I decided to call him in the morning and that would give him a day to think about it.
When I saw the inside of Tony's apartment I thought I would gag. He lived like a pig. But a pig is an animal and that is just what Tony was in bed. There were no niceties it was just a case of "We know what we are here for so let's get to it." Tony didn't care if I got anything out of the experience as long as he got what he wanted and he wanted a lot. Fortunately for me he had staying power and I got off five times during the four times he fucked me before it was time for me to get back to the hotel.
He got me back to the hotel at ten to six and I went right for the shower. When I came out the phone was ringing and it was Dana telling me that we were all going to meet downstairs for breakfast at seven-thirty. After she hung up I called home and told Gary what I'd been doing all night and then I went downstairs to meet the rest of the group. We had a leisurely breakfast and then the limo took us home.
To: C 12/14/2006
Sorry that I missed a few, but you called it - work has sucked big-time the last three days. Fourteen hours on Tuesday, seventeen hours on Wednesday and twelve today. But it was not unexpected. It gets like this during the holidays every year.
Hooray for you for starting off the next chapter in the Christina saga. AND we still have eighteen days until we get past New Years. My list that I sent to Santa has a Christina/Karen moment right at the top of the list and with eighteen days of holiday parties yet to go it just might happen.
Still waiting to hear from TGBL on chapters 6 & 7 so I can post them.
To: JPB 12/15/06 7:50 AM
Guess who called me? Remember Nick, the roommate from the night at the rib joint? Well, his firm is having a Christmas party on Thursday (12/21) and he called me and invited me. He called me once, after our first encounter, asking to get together, but it didn't happen. But I'm a sucker for Christmas parties (and for what happens after them) so I told Nick I'd think about it and call him back tomorrow. I called Gary and told him about the invite and I know you know what he said. The way I feel right now I'm probably going to say yes.
To: JPB 12/15/06 6:05 PM
I'll have you know I was a very good girl tonight. Driving home I passed a lounge with a marquee outside that said they were having their biggest party of the year tonight and I kept on driving (but not without second thoughts). Besides, I've missed my two guys this week AND we do have to get the house clean and the food ready for tomorrow night (the neighborhood party we are hosting).
I called Nick and told him I would love to go to his party. I guess after the long night we spent together neither of us will be surprised about the post-party party.
To: JPB 12/17/2006
We hosted a VERY interesting party last night. To both Gary's and my surprise after midnight the neighbors seemed to get a lot more neighborly than ever in the past. Maybe I should have cut back on the oyster stew and the fried oysters appetizers. Of course by that time they were all pretty well snockered too. Around 11:30 the people with younger babysitters had to leave and usually the husband and wife take turns about who can stay and who has to go home and relieve the babysitter. When the dust cleared there were nine husbands and six wives still there.
Gary had some killer mixes in the CD player and people were dancing in the family room. I was in the kitchen talking to three other girls and one of the guys came up and herded us downstairs. Even in the meager light of one candle it was obvious there was a lot of kissy-face and groping going on among the dancers - NONE of whom were married to each other! Gary and I looked at each other in amazement. Nothing like that had ever happened before, at least not that we knew about. Maybe we were leaving the parties too soon.
Anyway, a guy dragged me of into the darkness and over the next hour or so I wore off all my lipstick and had been felt up (boobs and butt) by most (if not all) the guys who were there. I even had one whispered invitation to sneak off for something more intense, but I don't like to play in my own sandbox so I politely declined. Around one-thirty people started drifting out and by two Gary and I were alone and wondering just what the hell had happened. As stoked as we were we went to bed and did some major rearranging of the bed sheets before falling asleep.
A couple of the girls called today to thank us for the good time and I asked the ones who had stayed about the make-out part. They said it had happened before, but not on a regular basis and it was all in good fun. Well all right!! Have to stay later when we go to these neighborhood parties. Also, maybe it was because the neighborhood jack-ass and his wife weren't there. They had other obligations so maybe that allowed the girls to relax more than usual. Whatever the reason, it was strange and it just about knocked the socks off hubby and me.
This is turning into some month. What's next? Oh yeah... the company Christmas party and Nick's X-mas party. Stay tuned.
To: C 12/18/2006
Couldn't sleep last night so I sat at the computer and entered BASWyou4. I haven't ended it yet. I can't make up my mind to finish it after the no name on the back seat of his truck or carry it through Matt's visit. I'm leaning toward Matt's visit being the start of chapter 5.
KM 13 is half typed into the box and 14 is half written. Still haven't heard from TGBL and under the circumstances (hubby in the hospital) I'm not going to push her to review her story and get it back to me.
Take care and think of me begging Santa to put you in my stocking this year. After all, I have been a very, very good boy.
To: JPB 12/18/2006
I thought I'd pass along that hubby enjoyed the same tactile pleasures as the rest of the guys at the party (and he was sober enough to remember). He told me that there were some incredible racks and butts on our female neighbors, but swore (wisely) that mine were absolutely and unquestionably THE BEST! Which is why I saw to it that he had such a nice weekend!
To: C 12/20/2006
Not much going on today. Got a little more of KM 13 into the computer and have finished putting her emails into order for chapter 14. I will probably do You4 before I start on KM 15. I want to give that chapter some time to sit in case she does something over the holidays that I can include.
They are predicting blizzard conditions here for tomorrow - just what I need for my worst workday of the week. It is an extremely good bet that you will not hear from me tomorrow.
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I stood there looking into the mirror. What I saw was a married woman of thirty-nine who had a grown son and a hard working husband. It was a good looking (okay, so I'm prejudiced) woman who looked back at me. Five feet four, a hundred and eighteen pounds with nice breasts (no sag), dirty blonde shoulder length hair and with what I've heard called a sexy mouth. The woman I was looking at and who was looking back at me used to be a faithful wife, but not anymore. Now she was a slut! A whore! A...
It started six months ago and even though I've had chances to stop I haven't. I probably never will. It will cost me my marriage because eventually my husband will find out. It won't matter how hard I try to keep it hidden or how many believable lies I tell him he will find out. I'll slip up somehow and it will be over. I love my husband and I love being his wife and I can't see me living out my life with anyone else, but I'm going to end up losing it all. I know it, but I just can't...
Note: This episode of Christina's life follows the editing of "Chris - The Wild Years" and my sending it back to Chris for review. Friday, April 8 Here it is sweetie. It still needs to be proof read, spell checked and I want your comments before I put the final polish on it. Saturday, April 9 Hello Dear, I wouldn't change a thing! I loved it! And, again, for me, I still get off remembering the post-prom train I pulled! Damn, I'm a slut! Of course, after reading it, I had to wonder...
Where do I begin with this? I really want to blame Bob for this entirely and it is certain and beyond any doubt, that he needs to carry some of the responsibility for this. After all, it really was his idea. Not that I am exactly free from sin, I have let my eyes and my thoughts wander about many times. I will admit to the occasional masturbation act using fantasies of men, other than my husband of twenty plus years. And yes,there were a few tiny incidents over the years at parties...
Wifey is 54 and is a pure slutty CFM Milf..... Nice body size 8-10, great tits and a CFM sultry face that will drive you crazy. Started swapping about 18 months ago and now she cannot get enough strange cock in that horny pussy. We have 4 couples we swap/swing with and while I enjoy fucking the other wife's pussy it is hotter to watch my slut wife get her pussy filled with another man's cock, listening to her scream and moan, tell him how much she loves being filled deep and hard. Wifey...
I'm told, usually by other men, that size doesn't really matter, that all that really counts is knowing how to use what you have and that may be true although I suspect that only a woman can really give a truthful answer on the subject. What I do know personally is that while size may not matter is sure does fascinate. Cock size has never been important to me. What I have has always satisfied me and none of the girls I managed to bed ever laughed at me or refused to go out with me again....
Our sex life was excellent, and after ten years of marriage I was quite proud of that fact.We would spice things up in the bedroom with lingerie, role-play and the occasional sex toy.I was still in good shape and maintained my body with gym workouts four times a week. My wife was blessed with a magnificent body and worked very hard to maintain it. Standing five feet four inches tall, which would increase to five nine when she wore her fuck me shoes, she had the figure you could only describe as...
Slut! Wife needs hard cock.Steph and I have been married for more years than I care to remember. It’s not derogatory my statement, just that my life without her doesn’t exist as we have literally done everything together. We not only have a strong loving relationship, but we have until recently, had the most fantastic sex life. In the early years of our marriage, we both took part in a lot of swinging, as was the trend of the day. Steph has watched me fuck lots of different ladies and I have...
I have known Edith almost all my life and for as long as I've known her she hadn't liked me. It started in the first grade when she accused me of pulling her pigtails. The teacher stood me in the corner for ten minutes despite my protests that I hadn't done it. Then, to add insult to injury Edith stuck her tongue out at me when I left the corner to go back to my seat. That pretty much set the pattern for the next thirteen years. I had run ins with Edith in grade school, middle school and...
As Sam and Olivia sat in bed browsing the internet looking for porn to watch, something that they had both come to enjoy over recent years, they chanced across a website where members could share amateur homemade porn. The website ran like a social network, members could share their homemade porn with other like-minded people. They were also able to friend other members, like, and comment on each other's photos and videos. There was also a video chat section, including private chat rooms.The...
As Sam and Wendy sat in bed browsing the internet looking for porn to watch, something that they had both come to enjoy over recent years, they chanced across a website where members could share amateur homemade porn. The website ran like a social network, members could share their homemade porn with other like-minded people. They were also able to friend other members, like, and comment on each other's photos and videos. There was also a video chat section, including private chat rooms.The...
My first wife had been a good mother, God bless her, but making love to her was like doing a dead fish – the same look in the eyes, a similar gaping, bored expression and the zombie jerking robotic movements to our juice-less lovemaking. How we managed to beget children is still a mystery to me. Don’t blame me! I’ve had and satisfied many partners before, during and since, so I knew it was her! I had been her first and only lover and to begin with it had been fun. Eventually...
HotwifeI woke up during the night with Marcus cuddling me and playing with my pierced nipples, which once again was making me wet.I climbed on top of him and proceeded to rub my pussy all over his hard cock. It wasn't long after that I pushed myself down him which caused us both to orgasm again and then we fell back to sleep.We woke up about ten. We both needed a shower. Marcus proceeded to wash me paying special attention to my pierced nipples and pussy. I decided, 'Two can play this game.'I...
Wife LoversOur sex life used to be so raunchy but in recent years it had began to wane.I was scheduled to take an overseas assignment and discussed in detail with Becky what this would do to our relationship. Could we endure a long distant relationship? Would we be able to remain faithful? Becky surprised me by saying if we were unfaithful as long as the other partner knew about it and it remained only a sexual relationship then we could endure and possibly grow. This intrigued me and I began to enquire...
The Club Slut Wifeby RLM NOT MINE!The club was extremely nice. There was a large lounge area withcouches, love seats, recliners, easy chairs, a spacious bar with intimatetables off to the side, and a very large dance floor. It also featured twogame rooms with pool tables and video games. In the back there were anumber of private rooms. The cover charge was nominal; I paid it and Gailand moved into the lounge area. I was still amazed to be here.We were on vacation in Dallas. After three days, we...
My slut wife Karen #2I woke up the next morning and my fantastic slut wife was soaking in the tub when I yelled for her. I felt the bed where my wife's butt was while she slept and there was a large wet spot and it was still sticky with cum that leaked out while she slept. I got dressed and just sat on the couch running last night through my mind. After Karen got out of the tub and dressed she came out and just sat on my lap and kissed me long and deep. Then she smiled and asked me if I liked...
There I was, one week before the end of high school. Going to college in the fall. Nice car, good f****y, friends. I had it all. So, what was I doing on my hands and knees in a video booth on the wrong side of town, dressed as a cheerleader with a cock in each hand, one in my ass and one buried in my throat? It had all started a few months ago. I was locked out of my house in the pouring rain, and I went over to our neighbor’s to see if I could hang out with him until my parents got home. He...
There I was, one week before the end of high school. Going to college in the fall. Nice car, good family, friends. I had it all. So, what was I doing on my hands and knees in a video booth on the wrong side of town, dressed as a cheerleader with a cock in each hand, one in my ass and one buried in my throat?It had all started a few months ago. I was locked out of my house in the pouring rain, and I went over to our neighbor’s to see if I could hang out with him until my parents got home. He was...
I am truly a "Slut Wife". I actually wear that badge proudly. SLUT means Sex Loving Unfaithful Twat and that sums up who I am. After publishing my photos in hundreds of magazines years ago and being exposed on public beaches and in lots of other public places I finally crossed the line and had an affair. NEVER had either hubby nor myself been with any one else until I strayed but I figured hell I had already been fucked in so many guys minds that I might as well make it happen for real. After a...
He finds out what his wife is doing behind his back. The capacity for self delusion and denial in the human mind is surprising. It took what most would say was pretty damning evidence before I even became suspicious that my wife was up to something. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself to really think that something illicit was going on. Surely there was a reasonable explanation for everything. Then, when I had my suspicions confirmed, I heard ringing in my ears, my extremities went numb, and...
He finds out what his wife is doing behind his back.The capacity for self delusion and denial in the human mind is surprising. It took what most would say was pretty damning evidence before I even became suspicious that my wife was up to something. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself to really think that something illicit was going on. Surely there was a reasonable explanation for everything.Then, when I had my suspicions confirmed, I heard ringing in my ears, my extremities went numb, and my...
Hi, I'm Jim Nettles and this is my story.I guess if you're happy you ignore what's really going on around you. Then by accident you discover your wife is cheating on you and your world turns to shit. I thought my 18 year old daughter and her friends were sneaking into the basement drinking my homemade beer. Instead the camera I installed in the basement caught my wife's boyfriend fucking her and drinking my beer.*********** ******JT and I are members of a beer club here in Atlanta, and he...
Sunday Continues Mike and Tony returned to the front of the house and saw the reason for their recall as Brad, Bill, Bob, Naomi, Mary, Roxy and 2 men were crossing the street. Everyone was in the proper uniform and looking at all the women in bras Mike remembered Rich saying his wife and daughter seldom wore them. Tony took his position back in the corner and watched Naomi approach. His cock stirred in his pants as he admired the way her body looked in the white lingerie that contrasted so...
As I wrote in Part 1 of this story, Julia had some long legs that were ready to for a lot of fucking action.Julia was a beauty and she knew it, her body was very proportionate and had a great ass. She had beautiful medium length blond hair and green eyes that belong in a bedroom. Like I said in part 1, Julia was a conservative woman that never wanted to do anything sexual other than traditional sex with her husband. I was bound and determined to change that and make her a whore for any guy to...
It was after a couple of years that my wife Jyoti and me finally saw a film in a cinema hall. I hardly get time from my busy work schedule and prefer to watch movies on television. But after this evening, I realized it was these small pleasures in life which I was missing. I thoroughly enjoyed the evening. We began with a stroll in a public garden, filming each other on our video camera – to preserve the nice moments for posterity. We followed it up by a nice dinner and then saw the Hindi movie...
With a wave to the crowd we left the beach as she purred, "I want you to fuck me all night!" The walk back was fast and breathless as I started to digest what had happened. My gorgeous wife had turned into the exhibitionist slut of my dreams. She had gone further than I had ever imagined and I was in heaven. All I could think of was fucking her as soon as possible. Conversation was impossible until we slowed down and I got my breath back. Soon we were in the car where she immediately sat in the...
Introduction: I got my drunk wife to go to a strip club My wife has a medical condition that makes her promiscuous and an alcoholic, only adding to her promiscuousness. At times she acts like a real slut but at other times she doesnt remember a thing and acts like a nun. This true story is about one of the early times in our relationship where I got her real drunk and got her to agree to go to a strip club. I got home from work around 6 PM Friday. I could tell my wife had been drinking since...