This weekend, we're supposed to go camping with some friends of ours. Our kids are the same ages, so they always have a good time together. As for camping, Rebecca makes no bones about no longer enjoying staying in a tent. She has moved on to the "rent a condo" type of camping. I still enjoy it though, as do the kids.
She's made an initial comment or two about possibly staying home while I take the kids. She took this week off from work and she could use the time to catch up. In addition, on Monday, she's flying out of town for an overnight trip, so she could really use the time to stay home and prepare.
Now she'll definitely say I'm strange, but the thought of her alone for the weekend turns me on immensely. I'd like to think she would use the time to indulge herself a little. My mind wanders to her alone for the weekend, and getting convinced to go for drinks with G. At the very least, she might use the time to chat online with him or someone else. If my mind is left to it's own devices, it soon has someone over at our house, sharing a glass of wine and seducing her. I know these thoughts aren't "normal" for a married man to think of, but I can't tell you how exciting I find the whole notion.
Of course, books have been written about wives on out of town business trips, so I won't even begin to tell you what I think of when she's away. I'm sure most of you can fill in the blanks. I'd love for her to call me from her hotel room to tell me she's met someone, and he's joining her in her room for drinks. Even if she was just teasing me, it would be completely arousing.
Edit: I forgot that she has a waxing appointment this afternoon. So I have to add that to the fantasy as well.
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Excruciating
Tonight as we were cleaning up the dishes from dinner, Rebecca reminded me she has an appointment tomorrow for a waxing. As her mother, her sister, her sister's husband, and our daughter were talking at the dinner table, I was cleaning up and making coffee.
Rebecca was helping me at the dishwasher when she leaned over and whispered that she was going to have almost all of it taken off. She wants to keep, in her words "a small square". This is a woman who a year ago wouldn't have even considered getting waxed. Excruciating.
Rebecca was helping me at the dishwasher when she leaned over and whispered that she was going to have almost all of it taken off. She wants to keep, in her words "a small square". This is a woman who a year ago wouldn't have even considered getting waxed. Excruciating.
Friday, July 2, 2010
One Sleep to Go
As a kid I always counted the sleeps until a big event like Christmas, summer holidays, etc. Now that I'm all grown up with kids of my own, I find we count sleeps for them as well. This week has gone relatively quickly, although I have been counting sleeps until we leave for Mexico. One more to go....
As I sit here, my sexy wife has just driven off to drop off the kids with Grandma and Grandpa. Earlier this afternoon, I had dropped her off for her waxing appointment and picked her up afterward freshly done. I have to say, the combination of the Mexico trip and the Brazilian wax could be too much excitement even for me. I'm feeling kind of like our kids must feel the night before Christmas, my brain buzzing with excitement to the point I have a hard time focussing on other tasks.
On an (even more) sexual note, I have always enjoyed eating my wife's pussy. The only downside in the past has been the subsequent stray hair in my throat. Without that as a deterrent, I may spend this entire trip with my head between her legs. I have visions of some type of Monty Python skit; a woman is walking into a hotel to check in and she needs to ask her husband something at the front desk, so she lifts up her dress to reveal his head between her thighs.... he tells her what she needs to know and then she drops the dress back down and continues the conversation with the bellboy. When he gives her a strange look, she simply replies "brazilian". Maybe this is more Benny Hill than Monty Python...
As I sit here, my sexy wife has just driven off to drop off the kids with Grandma and Grandpa. Earlier this afternoon, I had dropped her off for her waxing appointment and picked her up afterward freshly done. I have to say, the combination of the Mexico trip and the Brazilian wax could be too much excitement even for me. I'm feeling kind of like our kids must feel the night before Christmas, my brain buzzing with excitement to the point I have a hard time focussing on other tasks.
On an (even more) sexual note, I have always enjoyed eating my wife's pussy. The only downside in the past has been the subsequent stray hair in my throat. Without that as a deterrent, I may spend this entire trip with my head between her legs. I have visions of some type of Monty Python skit; a woman is walking into a hotel to check in and she needs to ask her husband something at the front desk, so she lifts up her dress to reveal his head between her thighs.... he tells her what she needs to know and then she drops the dress back down and continues the conversation with the bellboy. When he gives her a strange look, she simply replies "brazilian". Maybe this is more Benny Hill than Monty Python...
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Off to Mexico
My wife and I have booked a trip to the Mayan Riviera, leaving this Saturday morning. The kids will be staying with my parents, so this will be our first beach vacation as a couple since our honeymoon 13 years ago. Our actual anniversary was last Monday, but we decided we would postpone celebrating it until this Saturday, when we would be at the resort.
I still find myself daydreaming about this "hotwife" thing. I'm not expecting any major steps for her, since I think we're on a little bit of a holding pattern in that respect. She was relatively clear a couple of weeks ago that she's not that type of woman. Although, certain little comments and actions of hers make me wonder. One thing she did was she scheduled a wax at the place where our friend "C" has hers done. I had forgot about her "promise" to get it done for a Mexico trip. I'm not sure what she'll get done in the way of hair removal, but I'm sure I'll enjoy whatever she does.
There have been other little things to make me think she's loosening up a bit, and maybe a week away from the kids will give her the space she needs to step it up a notch. I've been a bit obsessed reading blogs and forums relating to HWing. One thing I've learned from my "research" is that you can't push too hard. I know this is the case for my wife as well. We'll have fun in the sun, but I don't expect any breakthroughs. I'll settle for some time alone with my newly waxed wife!
I still find myself daydreaming about this "hotwife" thing. I'm not expecting any major steps for her, since I think we're on a little bit of a holding pattern in that respect. She was relatively clear a couple of weeks ago that she's not that type of woman. Although, certain little comments and actions of hers make me wonder. One thing she did was she scheduled a wax at the place where our friend "C" has hers done. I had forgot about her "promise" to get it done for a Mexico trip. I'm not sure what she'll get done in the way of hair removal, but I'm sure I'll enjoy whatever she does.
There have been other little things to make me think she's loosening up a bit, and maybe a week away from the kids will give her the space she needs to step it up a notch. I've been a bit obsessed reading blogs and forums relating to HWing. One thing I've learned from my "research" is that you can't push too hard. I know this is the case for my wife as well. We'll have fun in the sun, but I don't expect any breakthroughs. I'll settle for some time alone with my newly waxed wife!
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