Just a quick update on last night. Rebecca got home around 1:30am. Although they were together a long time, apparently not much happened, other than they talked. He did have his arm around her waist on the way back to her car. Regardless, I had been on the edge all night, and took her in my arms the minute she walked in our room.
She said they stayed at the lounge, talking. At one point he asked her how often her and I have sex. She replied about 3 or 4 times a week, depending. He was astounded. He said that 3 or 4 times sums up his 2010 total with his wife. So it sounds like Rebecca has started to become councillor to yet another wayward marriage. I told her she needs to explain the concept of "Friends with Benefits" to him.
Anyway, it sounds like she had a good time, and I managed to make it through the evening in one piece. This bodes well for future nights. We'll see if she remembers more details over the next few days...
Showing posts with label Date night. Show all posts
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Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
"So I've Been Invited on a Coffee Date... for Tonight."
Those were the words Rebecca said to me this afternoon on our drive to our daughter's recital. I have to say, my stomach did a flip flop, and I had a hard time concentrating while we watched the show. She mentioned it as a matter of fact, but also kind of left it hanging like she was waiting for my okay. I said that if it's tonight, it should be drinks, not coffee.
G had emailed her earlier this afternoon to tell her he was going to be downtown for a work function and that he was wondering if she wanted to get together afterwards for a drink. I smiled when she mentioned the email and my reaction was all she needed to make up her mind. In fact, we had to wait outside in the car at the school to let my erection subside. Every time it crossed my mind since, my stomach flips, my heart skips, and I start to get hard. We held hands in the gymnasium during the performance (probably the only parents doing so) and she kept looking at me, then my crotch, smiling all the time.
She asked me what I would like her to wear, and I said "skirt" without skipping a beat. She said there's no way since that would scream "date", and she's too conservative for that. She ended up wearing some dress pants that really show off her ass. Well, she has a great ass, so I guess she couldn't have gone wrong with any choice. When we were putting the kids to bed, she was getting ready, and all I could think was how hot it was that she was getting ready to go on a date with him. She has been wearing her red bra from the boudoir shoot all day, which is just a happy coincidence.
She was going to stop by the grocery store on her way to pick up a few things. She still insists nothing will happen, but I told her to have fun and that I love her no matter how much or how little happens with him. I also told her my only request is she update me if they change venue, or if she's going to be later than 11:30, so I don't have to worry about her safety.
She has her monthly visitor, so this is probably a good "safe" step for her to take. We talked over the last few weeks, and she knows I trust her. I also have no doubt about our love. From the moment she told me today, I've been extremely aroused. She knows it, and she said something like "keep him hard" for me tonight, referring of course to my cock. That is a no brainer.
It's 9:15, and they're meeting at 9:30 in the lounge of one of the downtown hotels. No throwing up tonight.... this is all about her. I'm trying my best not to get my hopes up too much. At the very least, she'll come home aroused from the attention she'll get from him.
G had emailed her earlier this afternoon to tell her he was going to be downtown for a work function and that he was wondering if she wanted to get together afterwards for a drink. I smiled when she mentioned the email and my reaction was all she needed to make up her mind. In fact, we had to wait outside in the car at the school to let my erection subside. Every time it crossed my mind since, my stomach flips, my heart skips, and I start to get hard. We held hands in the gymnasium during the performance (probably the only parents doing so) and she kept looking at me, then my crotch, smiling all the time.
She asked me what I would like her to wear, and I said "skirt" without skipping a beat. She said there's no way since that would scream "date", and she's too conservative for that. She ended up wearing some dress pants that really show off her ass. Well, she has a great ass, so I guess she couldn't have gone wrong with any choice. When we were putting the kids to bed, she was getting ready, and all I could think was how hot it was that she was getting ready to go on a date with him. She has been wearing her red bra from the boudoir shoot all day, which is just a happy coincidence.
She was going to stop by the grocery store on her way to pick up a few things. She still insists nothing will happen, but I told her to have fun and that I love her no matter how much or how little happens with him. I also told her my only request is she update me if they change venue, or if she's going to be later than 11:30, so I don't have to worry about her safety.
She has her monthly visitor, so this is probably a good "safe" step for her to take. We talked over the last few weeks, and she knows I trust her. I also have no doubt about our love. From the moment she told me today, I've been extremely aroused. She knows it, and she said something like "keep him hard" for me tonight, referring of course to my cock. That is a no brainer.
It's 9:15, and they're meeting at 9:30 in the lounge of one of the downtown hotels. No throwing up tonight.... this is all about her. I'm trying my best not to get my hopes up too much. At the very least, she'll come home aroused from the attention she'll get from him.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Week in Review
This week Rebecca and I had a great week as a couple. The kids were more or less well behaved, and we seemed a little "extra" connected. I could chalk this up to one of several potential reasons, or maybe a combination of them all.
On Monday, Rebecca started the week by telling me that "V" had been IM'ing her. Tuesday night followed with some of the best sex I can remember. As I mentioned in an earlier post, she was also ovulating this week, which I'm sure played a big part in it all. When she tells me about these other men chatting her up, it's hard to explain the feelings I have. I can tell you one thing though, there's no jealousy. I feel my senses awaken and I feel very clear headed about her and us. It's like all the extra things that cloud up my thoughts are stripped away. I look at her and see her clearer than I ever have, and I love what I see.
On Tuesday, as we made love, she asked me to pump her and then she asked to hear what fantasy I've been having about her lately. Now of late, my thoughts have actually been revolving around her and I in a MFM threesome. I told her as I pumped her that if there were two of us, we could take turns pumping her. As one of us got close, the other could take his place. As I explained this, I would pull completely out of her, simulating how her husbands cock would get replaced by her lover's.
Pulling double duty like this took a toll on my endurance and I came quite quickly inside of her. Fortunately, my newfound clarity kept me hard. I've mentioned before how I love the feel of Rebecca's pussy when it's full of come, and how quite often I'll come even faster on my second go around. This time was different however. I managed to hit that magical place where I approached orgasm without going over the edge.
I lifted her legs and pumped her continuously. After ten or fifteen minutes of this, I turned her over and slipped into her from behind. After another gloriously long period of pumping my wife from behind, a pool of our combined juices had dripped from her overflowing pussy onto our sheets. It was difficult to describe, but I felt quite powerful as I gave my wife one of the hardest and longest sessions she has had in a long while. To be honest, I was getting physically exhausted from the workout. In the near darkness of our room, it was the audio which finally pushed me over the edge. As I pumped her from behind, my balls, thoroughly soaked in our come, slapped against her pussy. It was this sound that helped me shoot yet another warm load deep into her.
We finished off the week with a massage which turned to sex (Don't they all?). And last night with Rebecca riding me to a hard orgasm as I stroked her clit with my thumb.
We've been married for almost fourteen years, and either our lovemaking keeps getting better, or my memory is getting worse. I just don't remember it being this good.
Now coincidentally, she had lunch with "G" on Friday. Friday morning I predicted he would subtly start to hit on her. She said there was no way as he was married with kids etc. Afterwards, she filled me in on the details of the conversation. It turns out this is his second wife, and Rebecca said she has the feeling he's a bit of a player. She had one drink with lunch and when he offered another, she declined saying she would be on the floor, and that she didn't want to say anything inappropriate.
She told me at the end of the lunch he gave her a personal email address in case she ever had more than one drink. She replied jokingly that it might be Saturday because that was our night without the kids. This recap of course pushed my buttons perfectly and as we made love last night, I told her so. As we lay in bed together covered in our combined post coital juices, she told me she doesn't want me to get too excited about any of this, I'll assume since there's no chance it will progress any further. This morning she mentioned to me that she forgot about a part of the conversation where she told him about the boudoir session she did for me. He said I was a lucky man. I know I am. Today, when we were driving the kids to the museum, I stopped at a light and she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye and smiled. As innocent as it is, this has become our little secret. And I love it.
On Monday, Rebecca started the week by telling me that "V" had been IM'ing her. Tuesday night followed with some of the best sex I can remember. As I mentioned in an earlier post, she was also ovulating this week, which I'm sure played a big part in it all. When she tells me about these other men chatting her up, it's hard to explain the feelings I have. I can tell you one thing though, there's no jealousy. I feel my senses awaken and I feel very clear headed about her and us. It's like all the extra things that cloud up my thoughts are stripped away. I look at her and see her clearer than I ever have, and I love what I see.
On Tuesday, as we made love, she asked me to pump her and then she asked to hear what fantasy I've been having about her lately. Now of late, my thoughts have actually been revolving around her and I in a MFM threesome. I told her as I pumped her that if there were two of us, we could take turns pumping her. As one of us got close, the other could take his place. As I explained this, I would pull completely out of her, simulating how her husbands cock would get replaced by her lover's.
Pulling double duty like this took a toll on my endurance and I came quite quickly inside of her. Fortunately, my newfound clarity kept me hard. I've mentioned before how I love the feel of Rebecca's pussy when it's full of come, and how quite often I'll come even faster on my second go around. This time was different however. I managed to hit that magical place where I approached orgasm without going over the edge.
I lifted her legs and pumped her continuously. After ten or fifteen minutes of this, I turned her over and slipped into her from behind. After another gloriously long period of pumping my wife from behind, a pool of our combined juices had dripped from her overflowing pussy onto our sheets. It was difficult to describe, but I felt quite powerful as I gave my wife one of the hardest and longest sessions she has had in a long while. To be honest, I was getting physically exhausted from the workout. In the near darkness of our room, it was the audio which finally pushed me over the edge. As I pumped her from behind, my balls, thoroughly soaked in our come, slapped against her pussy. It was this sound that helped me shoot yet another warm load deep into her.
We finished off the week with a massage which turned to sex (Don't they all?). And last night with Rebecca riding me to a hard orgasm as I stroked her clit with my thumb.
We've been married for almost fourteen years, and either our lovemaking keeps getting better, or my memory is getting worse. I just don't remember it being this good.
Now coincidentally, she had lunch with "G" on Friday. Friday morning I predicted he would subtly start to hit on her. She said there was no way as he was married with kids etc. Afterwards, she filled me in on the details of the conversation. It turns out this is his second wife, and Rebecca said she has the feeling he's a bit of a player. She had one drink with lunch and when he offered another, she declined saying she would be on the floor, and that she didn't want to say anything inappropriate.
She told me at the end of the lunch he gave her a personal email address in case she ever had more than one drink. She replied jokingly that it might be Saturday because that was our night without the kids. This recap of course pushed my buttons perfectly and as we made love last night, I told her so. As we lay in bed together covered in our combined post coital juices, she told me she doesn't want me to get too excited about any of this, I'll assume since there's no chance it will progress any further. This morning she mentioned to me that she forgot about a part of the conversation where she told him about the boudoir session she did for me. He said I was a lucky man. I know I am. Today, when we were driving the kids to the museum, I stopped at a light and she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye and smiled. As innocent as it is, this has become our little secret. And I love it.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Date Ideas?
It looks like this Saturday I'll have Rebecca to myself for the night. The kids are heading to a sleep over, so we're finally going to have some extended time alone together. We were talking on the drive to work this morning (we carpool) and I told Rebecca I would leave it up to her to decide. We were thinking dinner and drinks, but no movie this time at my request. I want to be able to enjoy her company for the night, and a movie just doesn't cut it.
Regular readers will know my preferences for the evening, but Rebecca is a little harder to decipher. Any suggestions I can pass along to her?
Thanks,
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Regular readers will know my preferences for the evening, but Rebecca is a little harder to decipher. Any suggestions I can pass along to her?
Thanks,
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