Couple years back she had three playmates. Sex only happened once with each of them because we didn't want to make it a thing, just fun flings. Fast forward a little she went out of town for a week. The pants stayed on, but fun was had, however, the distance apart did not allow me to be comfortable.

When we are 3-5 days out from sex we both can get kind of feral and if you're drinking in a strange town with strange people, sometimes stupid choices are made and I worried about that. When it's me, her anxiety shoots through the roof as well.

Right now, she's on day three of a 7-day conference. Come night time she can go out and dance and have a fun, but she's just supposed to text every hour after 10:00, so I can have a piece of mind she's doing ok.

This texting is doing wonders to alleviate any sort of anxiety I have. Far more than I anticipated actually. Last night she got in at 11:30 and we talked a little about everything. After almost an hour, we glanced over hotwife stuff. Apparently there are no decent guys in the group and she doesn't have the intrest in pursuing anything which is perfectly fine, but the option was left open (previously discussed safety rules automatically apply of course). However, she's always like that; she is always not interested, until she is.

It may seem a bit much having a one hour check-in text after 10:00, but it turned out to be a great thing. Even if she's a plane flight away, it's been keeping us both cool and on the same page allowing for us to maybe have some enjoyment, even apart.