Last Saturday morning I was up early, letting Rebecca sleep in, when I noticed her blackberry sitting on the bathroom vanity. I had her password from a while ago, so I decided to take a look. I went to her gmail account icon, and fortunately it keeps her logged in. On it, I found four messages between her and G from Friday.
It turns out she is getting more comfortable flirting, and she may have not been as reluctant to step it up as she's let on. The first email I read was from her to him and must have been a continuation of a past conversation. She said something to the effect that he makes her mind wander, and she would enjoy a road trip with him. He responded alluding to her on an airplane ( she had told me some time ago that she had mentioned to him that her and I were members of the "mile high club"). Her response to him caught me completely off guard (in a good way). She suggested she could renew her membership, referencing a flight to a city they both travel to separately on business.
That Saturday, she was taking a photography class, so in her email, she said he could stop by the class if he needed a picture taken. He didn't take her up on the offer, but his response was revealing. He said she should show the class the pic she sent him of her. He said it would win the class over. Initially, I was floored reading this. She has sent him a pic of herself, most likely from the boudoir session,( but there are others as well.)
It took a few hours for all of this to sink in. She hasn't been at all honest about their relationship, but I have to say, I'm not upset about it. Her dishonesty comes from her lack of comfort with this, and her worries about how I would react. The rest of that Saturday, I was totally turned on. She was too, although she never knew that I had read the emails. During that evening, we would touch and kiss whenever we would pass.
In bed that night, Rebecca came hard as she ground on top of me. I assumed she was extra turned on by her recent email exchange, which of course turned me on even more. I was as hard as I've ever been. Sunday, I was hoping for a sequel to the emails, but when I went to her BB, she had changed the password. That concerned me a bit. I commented on that fact when we were in bed Sunday night. My emotions were on edge, not because of the content of the emails, but because of her need to hide it from me. A million thoughts were running through my mind.
Was she hiding things because she was falling in love? I quickly blurted out my thoughts as we lay in the dark. She turned over and kissed me passionately. She reassured me that she was mine forever. That was all I needed to hear. I kissed her back and we made out like we were eighteen.
As luck would have it, her monthly visitor had arrived, so I was going crazy with lust, unable to have her. Surprising me, Rebecca simply said, "I want to taste you." She pulled me up so my cock was even with her lips, and took me into her mouth. Up until this point, I hadn't officially confessed that I had looked through her emails, so I told her as she sucked on me. It was amazing. I started pumping back as I told her what I had read. When I got to the point where I told her I knew she had sent him a picture, I went over the edge, cumming in her mouth, down her cheek and onto her hand. We continued to kiss and hold each other tight as we fell asleep. I slept very well that night.
Looking back, I know she needs some privacy for her to enjoy this. From my perspective, though, I need to be informed to enjoy it. I guess we'll find our where the middle ground is. We love each other very much, and I trust her completely, but without any updates from her to me, this would simply be an affair. I'm hoping now that she sees I'm really okay with things and that I love her no matter what, she'll feel more and more comfortable sharing those critical details with me. I also understand that we all need our own privacy and personal fantasies. We'll see how it unfolds.
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Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Presentation!
Forgive me for the upcoming reference to a kid's movie, but if you can grant me some latitude, I'll do my best to show the relevance. Last night Rebecca and I had a "date night". We visited a couple lounges in our city while my niece sat with the kids. During our few hours of alone time, we talked, and a lot of the conversation centred on G. If the old saying has any truth to it, his ears would have been severely uncomfortable between the hours of 7pm to 11pm.
It did cross my mind that it could be interpreted as "strange" that on my one date night in a month with my wife, that we spent so much time talking about her relationship with another man. I still enjoyed the conversation. Rebecca is doing a yearly fundraiser for Cardiopulmonary research, and she said G mentioned that he would like to contribute to it "if your husband wouldn't mind" (or something along those lines). He scored some points with me just by asking so I told Rebecca that I don't mind at all. Of course, he's just out in the ether somewhere, not really knowing what I think about this whole dance of theirs, but at least he's approaching it as a gentleman.
If I had my way, I would have Rebecca confess the truth of the entire situation, but at the same time, I can understand her reluctance to do so. Right now, her and I understand our relationship, and its strength, but he might get a little freaked that we're getting so much entertainment from him pursuing my wife.
The more interesting part of the evening (from my perspective) came when she mentioned a brief email exchange they had last week. You see, last Thursday evening, she went out to a local pool as part of the training she's doing for an upcoming triathalon. It turns out G emailed her while she was swimming, suggesting if she was having difficulty finding the pool, he would give her directions. The directions just happened to coincide with his office location, where he was working late that night. Rebecca received the email on her BB as she was getting ready to come home from the pool. She casually told him she found the pool just fine, and that she couldn't come out to see him because she was "dripping wet", and she didn't bring any underwear.
I almost choked on my drink when she told me this. I had several thoughts flash through my mind. First of all, I told her I would have been fine with her going out after her swim. In fact, I told her I had thoughts(hopes) that she was pulling a fast one when she said she was going swimming. I guess in the back of my mind I hoped she would get a little wild without my permission. My second thought was of poor G. here's a guy going through a serious dry spell, and she sends him an email like that.
Finally, I told her that the one thing she needed to work on was her presentation. I told her I would have loved for her to bcc me on her response to him, as it happened in realtime. To receive an email like that while she was out would have driven me crazy. To hear it over drinks was exciting, but it pales in comparison to how I would react if she sent it to me as it happened. I told her I would have jumped on her the moment she walked through the door. Come to think of it, I seem to recall she came to bed and jumped on me that night, so I guess I can't complain.
Rebecca is still pretty coy about how she thinks things will unfold with G. She insists nothing will happen, but every once in awhile, she mentions a tidbit like that. I guess I'll leave it up to her to do as she sees fit.
It did cross my mind that it could be interpreted as "strange" that on my one date night in a month with my wife, that we spent so much time talking about her relationship with another man. I still enjoyed the conversation. Rebecca is doing a yearly fundraiser for Cardiopulmonary research, and she said G mentioned that he would like to contribute to it "if your husband wouldn't mind" (or something along those lines). He scored some points with me just by asking so I told Rebecca that I don't mind at all. Of course, he's just out in the ether somewhere, not really knowing what I think about this whole dance of theirs, but at least he's approaching it as a gentleman.
If I had my way, I would have Rebecca confess the truth of the entire situation, but at the same time, I can understand her reluctance to do so. Right now, her and I understand our relationship, and its strength, but he might get a little freaked that we're getting so much entertainment from him pursuing my wife.
The more interesting part of the evening (from my perspective) came when she mentioned a brief email exchange they had last week. You see, last Thursday evening, she went out to a local pool as part of the training she's doing for an upcoming triathalon. It turns out G emailed her while she was swimming, suggesting if she was having difficulty finding the pool, he would give her directions. The directions just happened to coincide with his office location, where he was working late that night. Rebecca received the email on her BB as she was getting ready to come home from the pool. She casually told him she found the pool just fine, and that she couldn't come out to see him because she was "dripping wet", and she didn't bring any underwear.
I almost choked on my drink when she told me this. I had several thoughts flash through my mind. First of all, I told her I would have been fine with her going out after her swim. In fact, I told her I had thoughts(hopes) that she was pulling a fast one when she said she was going swimming. I guess in the back of my mind I hoped she would get a little wild without my permission. My second thought was of poor G. here's a guy going through a serious dry spell, and she sends him an email like that.
Finally, I told her that the one thing she needed to work on was her presentation. I told her I would have loved for her to bcc me on her response to him, as it happened in realtime. To receive an email like that while she was out would have driven me crazy. To hear it over drinks was exciting, but it pales in comparison to how I would react if she sent it to me as it happened. I told her I would have jumped on her the moment she walked through the door. Come to think of it, I seem to recall she came to bed and jumped on me that night, so I guess I can't complain.
Rebecca is still pretty coy about how she thinks things will unfold with G. She insists nothing will happen, but every once in awhile, she mentions a tidbit like that. I guess I'll leave it up to her to do as she sees fit.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
She's Got It.
G emailed Rebecca again while on his getaway. He must have been quite drunk, because his typing was horrible, and she said he's generally a good writer. He said that he knows where they're both coming from, which we assume to mean "unhappy marriages". If he only knew. He also wrote that he was surprised that she played like this. We assume he means the playful flirting over the email. In the same email he wondered aloud where things might go.
She let him stew all day yesterday, not acknowledging his drunk email. It was me who finally said she needed to respond to him somehow. I told her I know what it feels like to be waiting for a response after sending a drunk message (What guy doesn't?) Last night, before bed, she finally emailed him. She completely ignored his previous letter and simply asked him what he would say to her if he met her in a bar and was trying to pick her up. I told her jokingly that she's cruel, and that she's very good at playing this game. I also mentioned that it's interesting to be privy to this side of things. I used to be on the other end, not knowing what was going through the woman's mind.
He responded to her today by saying he's at the airport on the way back to town. He also, very directly invited her for lunch or coffee this Friday. He then finished the email by saying that in response to her question, he doesn't know what he would say to her, but he knows what he would "do to her". Wow.
I told her that I'm more than fine with her going for lunch. She replied by saying that "yes, lunch is harmless." I told her at some point soon, he's going to make a move. He seems like the kind of man who doesn't wait too long moving forward. At the same time, Rebecca told me she's no home wrecker (He has a wife and kids). She has a fine line to tread. I thought maybe she might use this Friday to set the ground rules. She's a smart woman.
He appears very willing to take my wife to bed and she's attracted to him. I'm not sure where all this is going, but I had butterflies in my stomach all day thinking about how he signed off on his last email. This is the first time another man has told my wife so directly that he wants to do things to her.
Rebecca also seems to have a spring in her step. When we pass in the house, she'll grab me or make a sexy comment to me. This is certainly having an effect on her, and I'm the one currently reaping the benefits (as it should be, I guess).
Moving forward, I Friday is the next milestone. They're going for lunch, and I'm sure he'll be at his best. I'm excited for her to get attention like this. Shortly after that, we're heading to Mexico for a week with the kids. I think that sometime before Friday we should talk about some general guidelines ("rules" seems too strong a word) so she's comfortable with whatever happens. We have a lot to look forward to. We also have a lot to discuss. I'm pretty sure I'll be hard all week.
She let him stew all day yesterday, not acknowledging his drunk email. It was me who finally said she needed to respond to him somehow. I told her I know what it feels like to be waiting for a response after sending a drunk message (What guy doesn't?) Last night, before bed, she finally emailed him. She completely ignored his previous letter and simply asked him what he would say to her if he met her in a bar and was trying to pick her up. I told her jokingly that she's cruel, and that she's very good at playing this game. I also mentioned that it's interesting to be privy to this side of things. I used to be on the other end, not knowing what was going through the woman's mind.
He responded to her today by saying he's at the airport on the way back to town. He also, very directly invited her for lunch or coffee this Friday. He then finished the email by saying that in response to her question, he doesn't know what he would say to her, but he knows what he would "do to her". Wow.
I told her that I'm more than fine with her going for lunch. She replied by saying that "yes, lunch is harmless." I told her at some point soon, he's going to make a move. He seems like the kind of man who doesn't wait too long moving forward. At the same time, Rebecca told me she's no home wrecker (He has a wife and kids). She has a fine line to tread. I thought maybe she might use this Friday to set the ground rules. She's a smart woman.
He appears very willing to take my wife to bed and she's attracted to him. I'm not sure where all this is going, but I had butterflies in my stomach all day thinking about how he signed off on his last email. This is the first time another man has told my wife so directly that he wants to do things to her.
Rebecca also seems to have a spring in her step. When we pass in the house, she'll grab me or make a sexy comment to me. This is certainly having an effect on her, and I'm the one currently reaping the benefits (as it should be, I guess).
Moving forward, I Friday is the next milestone. They're going for lunch, and I'm sure he'll be at his best. I'm excited for her to get attention like this. Shortly after that, we're heading to Mexico for a week with the kids. I think that sometime before Friday we should talk about some general guidelines ("rules" seems too strong a word) so she's comfortable with whatever happens. We have a lot to look forward to. We also have a lot to discuss. I'm pretty sure I'll be hard all week.
Friday, April 8, 2011
G in the Lead
Today, Rebecca mentioned on the drive in to work that she had logged into her Gmail account. This was one I set up for her months ago so she would be able to email me privately. Up until a couple of months ago I had been emailing her articles relating to the hotwife lifestyle (I hate the word "lifestyle"). Anyway, with her lack of interest/response, I had abandoned emailing her account. When I wanted to get her attention, I just would email her at work.
When she mentioned she had logged into it, I joked, half seriously, and asked if she had noticed that I had stopped emailing it a couple of months ago. When we arrived home after late afternoon TGIF cocktails at our friends, I recalled that I had set up an old iphone of ours to be her own personal gmail phone. I had password locked it to one of her personal number combos so the kids wouldn't be able to use it and tossed it in a drawer.
When we arrived home from drinks, as I was making supper, I thought I would charge it and remind her that she had it to use as well (they use crackberries at work). Once it had charged for awhile, I opened it up to make sure it still worked, expecting to find my stack of unopened emails.
Well, in addition to those, I came across an email she apparently wrote last night while she couldn't sleep. It was to "G" at around 11:30pm while I was snoring next to her. There isn't much to say about the content, other than it was some very tame pics she sent him. What got me was the sign-off. She ended that email with "sweet dreams". It's not much at first glance, but its something I'm not accustomed to her saying to many people. In a way, it might be her way of flirting in an email that really has no sexual content otherwise.
I guess what what bothers me (or is it turning me on?) is the fact that she hasn't told me about it so far today. I don't want to become one of those husbands who combs through his wife's email, so I'll probably tell her about her "security breach" tonight. And that will keep me from spying on her. "G" did reply to her, and apparently attempted to engage her on google's chat. It doesn't appear that they chatted while I slept last night, but again, I don't know whether that turns me on or bothers me. The same goes with her not telling me. We'll see what the night brings.
When she mentioned she had logged into it, I joked, half seriously, and asked if she had noticed that I had stopped emailing it a couple of months ago. When we arrived home after late afternoon TGIF cocktails at our friends, I recalled that I had set up an old iphone of ours to be her own personal gmail phone. I had password locked it to one of her personal number combos so the kids wouldn't be able to use it and tossed it in a drawer.
When we arrived home from drinks, as I was making supper, I thought I would charge it and remind her that she had it to use as well (they use crackberries at work). Once it had charged for awhile, I opened it up to make sure it still worked, expecting to find my stack of unopened emails.
Well, in addition to those, I came across an email she apparently wrote last night while she couldn't sleep. It was to "G" at around 11:30pm while I was snoring next to her. There isn't much to say about the content, other than it was some very tame pics she sent him. What got me was the sign-off. She ended that email with "sweet dreams". It's not much at first glance, but its something I'm not accustomed to her saying to many people. In a way, it might be her way of flirting in an email that really has no sexual content otherwise.
I guess what what bothers me (or is it turning me on?) is the fact that she hasn't told me about it so far today. I don't want to become one of those husbands who combs through his wife's email, so I'll probably tell her about her "security breach" tonight. And that will keep me from spying on her. "G" did reply to her, and apparently attempted to engage her on google's chat. It doesn't appear that they chatted while I slept last night, but again, I don't know whether that turns me on or bothers me. The same goes with her not telling me. We'll see what the night brings.
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