Stay-ups

Things have kind of ground to a halt on the HW/ G front. He still emails her daily, but her and I talked and she really has no interest in pursuing anything with him for a couple of reasons.

First, and maybe most importantly, she has said over and over that she only wants me. How can I argue with that? As much as it turns me on to think of her cutting loose, I'm very happy knowing I satisfy my wife (on several levels.)

Secondly, she said the last thing she wants is for him to do something crazy like fall for her. She doesn't want the to be a tipping point in his troubled marriage. I told her  I believe he's already infatuated with her. As long as she keeps meeting for coffee and drinks, he'll have his hopes up. I believe she either has to stop talking to/ seeing him, or she needs to come clean with her "special" situation as it relates to me.

If she were able to do that, he may just loosen up and realize he can have his cake and eat it too.

Speaking of sweets, here's a shot of Rebecca getting ready for work in the morning. I'm a big fan of the "stay-ups". She still has the Mexico tan-lines. Next trip we'll have to leave the kids at home so she can get an even tan.

Edit: The irony of the situation just hit me after I re-read this. It's knowledge that she loves me that gives me comfort in offering her this freedom. If we were missing something as a couple, I'm not sure I would be as open to her interacting with other men. 

The more she tells me I'm her one and only, the more I relax about (and desire) the idea of her enjoying the company of another man. So far, I just don't understand why.

The Full Package

Well, Rebecca went out last night with G, and I get the impression things have cooled a bit. He asked her when they were at the lounge what time she needed to be home. She took the opportunity to tell him there wasn't any rush, since I knew she was out with him. She said he reacted in disbelief. He said I must be very open minded. She told him I was okay with it because I love her and trust her.

I would have preferred she said that I trust her to make her own decisions about these type of things, because I think her statement could be construed as slamming the door on him (which she may well have intended). 

They talked throughout the evening about work, some sex and home life. My initial impression is he had fallen for her (he told her she was the "total package") and her reiterating her love for me, slammed that door on him. I actually do prefer it this way. The last thing I wanted out of all this was someone trying to woo my wife away from me. At least moving forward, (if it does at all) he'll understand where he sits in all this.

I think our relationship has also served as a foil to his unhappy marriage. If I was him, and I met a woman like her, I would be very depressed to know that the  perfect relationship  is out there and I didn't have it. 

Now, on the contrary, I am a very happy man. My wife loves me and has professed that love to a man she went on a date with. It must have hit him like a cold shower.
 
I'm not sure where we go from here, other than I'm going to continue enjoying my wife. She is amazing. I still think there's an opportunity for G if he can temper his expectations. Apparently, he hasn't had sex for almost ten months. I'd be ready to explode. 

To be fair to him, Rebecca didn't leave room for much interpretation. If he knew  that I was cool with her having fun, he might think differently  She's been consistent, saying nothing will happen, and nothing has. But ten months? Even I feel bad for the guy.

A Thirty Second Conversation

It's funny how so much can be said in a thirty second conversation. Well, to be fair, it actually started last night as I gave Rebecca a short massage. We were discussing whether or not she would meet G this Thursday evening. He has a get together with a number of old classmates, and he has invited her along. 

Now Rebecca has made it ultra clear to me that she has no desire to do anything physical with him, or anyone else, other than me. That's fine with me, but I told her last night that it bothered me more that she wanted to go out for his company vs the physical attraction. I guess the physical part is something I can accept, even want for her; it's the emotional part I can't handle.

She assured me that I am her only love, so I had to ask her directly what exactly would she get out of this.

Her answer stayed with me until the morning, and it seems to make some sense. She said she gets an ego boost. From that simple answer, I can start to understand her a little better. She used to flirt quite a bit in her college days, often chatting up several guys in the same short time frame. I'm sure the attention makes her feel sexy and desirable, even if she has no intention to "cheat".

Driving in to work this morning, I told her if going out with him gave her an ego boost, and I was the one to benefit, I really can't complain. I also told her (for the record) that I don't consider her making out with someone "cheating" if we discuss it and I'm fully aware of it. Her usual response is to say how she considers anything like that cheating, etc, etc.

This time, she caught me a little by surprise by saying she would tell me if they made out. As we crossed the bridge to downtown, she thought aloud how it would be weird because it's been almost twenty years since she kissed another man.

She might just be pushing my buttons but as we approached her building, she felt for my erection. She laughed as she felt my hardness through my pant leg. It's typically not a good thing when a woman laughs as she feels your cock, but in this case I'll let it slide. 

Two Paths

It's been almost a week since I posted, and although I don't have a lot to jot down, I do have a few random thoughts. I did go through a short phase of jealousy, over exactly what I'm not sure. My jealous thoughts seem to stem from the fear that I might one day lose Rebecca to someone else, G in particular. She still refuses to acknowledge that there is anything there, but she told me he has invited her out for either Tuesday or Thursday this week. I suppose she is looking for my blessing in some way or another. 

The last thing I want is for her to go out and/or do something because of what I want her to do (or what she thinks I want her to do.) I really don't want the burden of her resenting me for that. I had a bit of an epiphany the other day, realizing that anything she does moving forward has to be on her own accord. She already knows my feelings on the subject, so I'll leave it up to her.

On the subject of my thoughts, I want to write some of them down her to clarify a few things. First of all, my  preferred path to exploring her sexuality would be in the form of a male/female/male threesome, so I could be a part of her pleasure, and so we keep experiencing things as a couple. I guess I saw an opening with her and G, so I let her explore the dating side without totally realizing how I would feel. Although, I'm not cuckold material, I would be okay with her dating as long as the players involved knew that I knew. If that makes any sense. 

I guess when I started this fantasy, I saw myself as a husband of a hot wife, and not a cuckold. The key to this is that I would expect anyone who dated my wife to respect our relationship, and to be thankful for the opportunity to spend time with such a remarkable woman. In the case of G, he doesn't know I know, so right now there is zero chance he'll respect our relationship. With the perception of the cheating wife scenario, it's quite likely that he would do the opposite. 

Finally, on the note of the m/f/m thought; I wrote it that way because I have no desire to "interact" physically with another man. (as opposed to mmf) My desires are completely centered around pleasing my wife and seeing her pleasured. As I said, my altered path came from the opportunity that presented itself with G, and the thought I had that Rebecca needed some "privacy" away from her husband to explore these thoughts.

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.

Update

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...

"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.