Home Alone While Wife is on a Date

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I am at home tonight, alone. My wife is on a date. This is either her fifth or sixth date with her boyfriend. So, what’s a guy to do while his wife is out, her legs spread, her clothes on the floor, her sexy underwear, the sexy underwear that she sent me a pic of earlier today and asked if I thought her boyfriend would like, on the floor atop her clothes, the clothes that I probably paid for last week, that her boyfriend no doubt couldn’t wait to rip off her body and devour her, what’s he to do indeed? Well, I’ll tell you what I do. I think about it. And I get super fucking turned on. Sometimes a tinge of lonely sets in, but not much. I imagine what they are doing. What she is doing. What he is doing to her. Is she going to come? How many times? Him? Where? How? On her? In her. Fuck that’s hot.

The naughty little minx actually did send me a pic of her in a sexy white underwear set. She knew what she was doing, teasing me at work before her date! Naughty naughty. She will deny it when she reads this, “I was just asking for advice,” mmmhmmm, sure you were! A bit ago she texted me saying they had been at it for most of the afternoon and that he had finished twice, inside her. Fuck that turns me on. I’ve been chatting with a girl I met online, but we haven’t met up yet. And who knows if we will. Girls are so flaky. And I guess guys probably are too, but I wouldn’t know. I just know that I’m not. Anyways, back to the thoughts that run through my mind when she is out on a date. And by “on a date” I mean, “at a hotel.” Every single one of her dates with this guy has been at a hotel. Lots of kissing, sucking, and fucking. Then they order food in, take a break, and go at it again. It’s much easier to deal with if I have something to do. But tonight, I got off work around 7 and am just alone with my thoughts.

I’ve watched the video that she sent me twice, and the plan was to just edge myself. But that failed. I came. Ooops! Sorry. I was just so turned on from watching him fuck her from behind, the sounds she makes as he enters her, parting glistening pink lips and then her moan. Holy fuck it’s hot. I was about to cum and then I stopped. I went outside to water the plants. Poor things. It’s 105 degrees here every single day for the past month. But all I could think of was that video and wondering what exactly were they doing now. They were probably just laying in bed talking. Naked I’m sure. But she could’ve been on top of him. Riding him. Moaning as her tits bounce up and down. Or maybe she’s on her back. Pink pebbled flesh pointed straight to the hotel ceiling atop small mounds of lightly tanned skin. Her body sliding on the sheets as he moves in and out of her. And then, maybe at that exact moment that I was spraying our plant called Roger with a generous amount of H2O, yes my wife names our plants, maybe he let out a loud groan and pumped ropes of white into my wife. That’s her favorite. She told me she loves feeling me cum inside her, and no doubt, she loves it when he does too.

She sends me updates occasionally. We make rules before each encounter, mostly just so I know where she is and that she is safe. I trust her. I mean, obviously I trust her, I let her date another guy. A lot of people don’t get it. Hell, five years ago I wouldn’t have understood it either. But while tonight I’ll be lonely, and have ping of not jealousy, but maybe that of a longing, the benefits far surpass a few hours, and sometimes only minutes, of whatever this feeling is. Our sex life has skyrocketed to amazing heights. We went from once a week to nearly once a day and sometimes two and three times a day. Sex went from being routine and mundane to fucking hot and exciting. The toys are out constantly, and when they aren’t fingers and tongues and lips are exploring every crevice. Orgasms are stronger, longer, and more frequent. We date each other again. Instead of just going out to dinner because we are hungry, we actually date each other. We will go for a drink and one place, dinner at another, and dessert at yet another. Maybe take in a movie, a show, or just come home and ravish each other, leaving a trail of clothes from the front door to the bed.

Yeah, this hotwife lifestyle is fucking great! And while I’m looking for a girlfriend for myself, if I don’t find one, I really don’t mind. I love what this has done to our sex life, our marriage, and my wife as an individual. She seems happier, more content, satisfied, and confident. She takes care of her self, dresses nice, and is always sexy as hell. I look at her differently now. I look at her like I did the first few months after we met, like I have to have her, and I do. I want her all the time, and I’m so glad that she is mine.

So if you are on the fence or have even though of exploring this lifestyle, go for it. It’s been nothing short of amazing for us. And I cannot wait for her to come home so I can reclaim her. I want her so bad right now!

As always, if you have any questions, please COMMENT or message me on Reddit (sexualcompass). I’m more than happy to talk to any of you that are in the lifestyle or are curious about it, or just want to chat!

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