Stuck in Traffic

Posting from my phone. R texted to say she's going for a drink with V. He must have been working late on Friday.

Reservations are for 6. 13 mins to make it on time.

Epilogue:

I picked up Rebecca and we made it to our dinner on time. Afterwards we went to a local sports bar and people watched.  Her earlier drink with V was uneventful; they just talked about work. I never expected anything more.

It was a pretty quiet evening, but I liked just having the two of us out together without the kids for a change. 

My parents were staying with us so Rebecca stayed to talk with my mom while I headed up to bed. I had planned to stay awake until she got up, but the next thing I knew my alarm was going off.  I must be getting old.

Date Night

Date night tonight for Rebecca and I. We'll be trying a new restaurant that she's been to once before with her girlfriend "L". 

L is the one who Rebecca went to Vegas with a couple of years ago when this fantasy was just starting to ramp up for me. Anyway, I digress. Anyone interested can look back at my "Vegas" post from back then. I think it was in November a couple of years back.

I can't explain why, but while we're at dinner part of me hopes she'll use that time to confess something to me, voluntarily. 

That probably won't happen, so in the meantime, I'll enjoy moments like I had this morning when I saw her panties laying on the floor of our room. That sight sets off a flood of thoughts and memories. 

 

Shower

I got home this morning after the boy's hockey practice to find Rebecca in the shower. I had my phone with me so I snapped a couple of shots. The east light was shining at a low angle and it lit her body quite nicely.

Of course she's shy, saying she feels "flabby". I totally disagree. When it's wet, her body is like a dolphin, taut and slick. 

Wet

Rebecca  got back from Phoenix yesterday. She was there with my mom and sister to shop, so it was pretty tame. In bed last night she asked if I got her email. It was sent to my personal account , and since I was busy with the kids and work, I missed it.

It was short and to the point. The subject said "Wet", and she wrote, "It's been too long" in the body of the message. 

She was definitely wet last night, and although I masturbated while she was gone, it felt so good to be inside her. 

I found myself alternating between her wet pussy and her mouth. I thought I would buy myself some time with the change up. It didn't help much and during the second session of her sucking my cock,  I lost control and came in her mouth.

I knew I owed it to her allow her to finish as well, so as my orgasm was subsiding, I re-entered her wet pussy. The warmth  actually caused me to continue to cum, and I felt myself shoot a few more times.

Even while I was at that sensitive point, I kept pumping her. We kissed, and I could taste and smell me on her lips. Realizing that, I started to get closer to another orgasm. At that point, I was grinding my pubic bone against her hip, and I could tell she was getting closer.

I had a fleeting thought of having another man there to take over for me in case I couldn't stay hard enough to finish. That was enough to push me over. The sound of her hard moans and the smell of cum on her breath did it. I started to cum again.

There couldn't have been that much to shoot in her, but the twitching seemed to finally push her over the edge. She came hard and loud. It was  the loudest I can remember her being. Her pussy was contracting as she came, and I collapsed on top of her. 

My wife is so fucking hot. 

My Weakness

I gave Rebecca a massage last night, which of course ended in sex. As I finished her massage, I started to finger her pussy. She's been keeping it pretty trimmed lately, so she was very smooth.

I couldn't resist any longer and I climbed on top of her and pushed myself inside of her warm pussy. It's amazing how tight she is and I could feel my cock getting squeezed on all sides.

She responds really well to being pumped quite hard, with long strokes, but I find it difficult to keep going without cumming. I don't know how the porn stars do it.

She was grabbing my hips and ramming my cock in and out of her body. I bottomed out each time and I felt my balls slap into her ass.

Eventually I had to change it up, so I had her climb on top of me. This is her favorite position and she usually cums quite easily. I'm also able to keep from cumming as she rocks and grinds with me fully inside of her.

Every once in awhile, she will use a technique which I enjoy a bit too much. She moved her feet to either side of my hips and squatted on my cock. She then moved her pussy up and down, with her wet hole being the only point of contact.

I felt her lips slide up my shaft all the way to my engorged head, then all the way back down until I bottomed out in her. It was a really exquisite form of massage. I always warn her that I won't last that way, but sometimes I think she just wants to milk the cum from me. I came very hard and very quick. I would challenge any man to last longer. 

Camping and Greener Grass

Sorry for the lack of posts. The summer has been pretty busy. We spent some time on the coast with the kids, and had a pretty good family vacation. Rebecca and I really need to get away as a couple this winter, but it'll have to wait until the timing (and funds) permit.

Things have been very good between us, and I consider myself quite lucky to have her. She is all over me day to day. It's good to have come through what we did, and now be even stronger as a couple.

Honestly, I still think daily about her starting to see someone again. I can't explain why, but the thought is still there. I guess I'm still attracted to the honesty and trust that have to exist to have your wife dating. I've been keeping my thoughts from Rebecca for the most part, because I know that it's not at all on her radar, and I'm quite happy to have things remain as they are.

There are always little crossover things in day to day life that I believe are relevant to my school of thought. For instance, we were camping with married friends of ours last weekend when we got into a discussion around the fire about infidelity and marriages breaking up, etc. We all knew of couples breaking up over affairs. I shared a thought with the couple we were camping with, saying how I think the idea of leaving your husband for a lover was ridiculous, considering that a woman will find similar flaws with her lover once the shine has worn off.

Keep in mind, that this friend (as far as I know) has no knowledge of Rebecca's fling from last year. This is the friend I mentioned a few posts back who was licking her chops as she ran behind a well built black man on the running path.

I went on to say that it's understandable for couples to get caught up in everyday life and that a little fling might actually rejuvenate the marriage. Her friend was, or acted quite shocked. She said that I was referring to an open marriage. I said call it what you want, but it takes a certain level of honesty to admit to your partner that you get turned on by someone else.

There was some more discussion, but I did go on to say that I didn't want an open marriage for myself, as I was "way too tired" for that. I only was noting how odd it is that people leave their spouses to run off with their lovers, only to find the grass isn't greener, when they would have been way better off staying with their husbands and just trying the other field until they got tired of it.

Rebecca let me carry on with them, and I tried my best to not make her feel conspicuous during our discussion, although I think I wasn't completely successful. As for Rebecca's friend, her husband isn't exactly "stud" material, so maybe the HW approach would appeal to her. She had quite a high sex drive in college according to Rebecca, so it's hard to believe it just disappeared.

Time will tell.

Soap

Rebecca had dinner with a good friend of hers last night. She has kept her somewhat up to date on the G issue, although Rebecca has kept a few key pieces of info from "N", including the fact that Rebecca and G slept together.

N has always known about Rebecca and G meeting for lunch and drinks, kind of like I did. According to Rebecca, she doesn't know about the sex, and she doesn't know my role in all this.

Rebecca did tell N last week that G's wife posted a comment to her blog about running around with a married man. Last night at dinner, N told Rebecca that she did a non-indexed search for G's wife and didn't come up with much.

Now I'm pretty certain N isn't very computer savvy, so she would have relied on her husband to help her, who works in the industry. This of course leads me to think the two of them have speculated on what really happened between Rebecca and G.

On another note, I happened to drive by G's office the other day. Before anyone yells "stalker", I was literally a block away, and Rebecca had told me ages ago approximately where his office was.

I was headed back from a meeting, so I decided to google the location. I know, that part was a little stalkerish. Anyway, I drove by without stopping, but did have a quick vision in my head of her on his desk. ( something I read months ago in the emails).

So last night, Rebecca joined me in the hot tub when she got home from dinner, where she told me about N, and the futile internet search of G's wife.

I told her about my drive-by and she went on to talk a little about the sex. She said that the first time they slept together was when he had booked the hotel but that the sex wasn't very good. She went on to say that he invited her to join him the next morning, since he didn't have to check out until 11:00. She said she declined because the "action" wasn't that good and that I was way better.

I asked her right away, "If it wasn't that good, what about his office desk?"

"Oh, that was different" was her answer.

We had some really good action ourselves last night, maybe partially fueled by the discussion.

This all reminds me of the old TV show, "Soap", particularly at the end if each episode when the announcer's voice would come on and recap the whole complicated plot line.

"Will G ever sleep with Rebecca again?"

"Will N and her husband figure out that Rebecca had a fling?"

"Will Rebecca eventually embrace her sexuality and make Slider's head explode?"

"Tune in next week for the answers to these questions and more on...Soap."