Some may remember my recent updates so I thought I should post an update of what I believe is significant progress.

Summary of last few weeks.

Two weeks ago I had to take over a phone from a work colleague who left company.

As I went through the strictly work texts and calls so I know who to reach out to I had an idea.

I decided to text my wife from it and refer to her as her alter ego - Jen. I had to pick a name for the person texting her so I decided to go with the name of the character in one of the hotwives stories I shared with her.

Rob: “Hi Jen. How’s your evening coming along?”

Jen: “who is this?”

“Ron. I apologize for not introducing myself”

Jen: “Hi Ron! How’d you get my number?”

Ron: ”your husband saw me staring. He approached me and said “yes she’s beautiful isn’t she?”

“He gave me your number and said ‘just in case you would like to get a closer look.’”

Jen: “hmmmmm he’s always talked about me being “shared” I just didn’t think he actually meant it…”

Ron: “he seemed pretty sure to me 😜… have you fantasized about ‘it?’”

Jen: “I would be lying if I said no”

Ron: “what about it excites you?”

Jen: “Just the feeling of being wanted.”

Ron: “Hmm I think that’s something worth experiencing. And you verdantly are something I desire. 🌹”

Ron: “what would you say if I take you out on a date? Is really like to see those eyes again”

Jen: “I’ll check in with the hubby and see if he’s ok with it…. What did you have in mind?”

Ron: “could be a get to know each other drink… followed by a long walk!”

Jen: “we should take it slow!”

Ron: “as slow as you’d like to. When should I expect an answer?”

Jen: “how does Friday night sound?”

Ron: “Friday sounds great. It’s a date ;)”

Jen: “It’s a date 😁”

Ron: “any chance I could get a picture of you?”

Jen: “you first”

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I decided to look up a picture of a rugby player as it’s the type of body shape she likes. It was nothing provocative just a somehow anonymous shirtless athlete facing down making the picture a bit more generic and anonymous. I thought she could fill in the blanks with the image she has in her mind.

She responded by sending me pictures of her. What made it unique is that she used an AI app where she uploaded her own photos and generated variations of herself mostly in athletic sporty outfits.

Every other night we’ve been having sex and she’s been talking about Ron. I told her I thought she would really like him. That he’s exactly her type. That he’s Australia and that he is dying to see her. (She loves Aussie accents.)

Here is the big update.

We’re going to go to Vegas on a “business trip.” So I set up a feeld account and did some scouting. I found this guy visiting from England at the same exact time. He is a Rugby player and very similar build as the picture I sent her (it’s why I picked the picture.)

I have been chatting with him and he seems very open to and flexible to go with the flow. We have two nights when we could hang out.

At the moment the idea is to make it very “organic.” Where he approaches us and inserts himself in our convo. I step away and give them some time. I return and I give him an opportunity to take us to another venue.

I am also open to have her loved in on feeling her phone. And as a dare I’d ask her to swipe through on our way to Vegas. I don’t think she will dare do it but she has surprised me.

—————————- One final note.

While making love I opened up completely and told her I really mean it when I say I want to share her.

As she was riding me she had a moment when she slowed down, she smiled and said “I love you.”

I said: “I love you too….Do you feel it? Do you feel loved?”

Jen: “yessss” as she kissed me and increased her rhythm.

Me: “am I enough for you?”

Jen: “yes!”

Me: “good. Because I want you to know that I love you. You are my everything. And as long as I’m all you need. And all you love……you can have as much cock as you’d like….”

At this moment she feigned an attempt to cover my lips with her hand. But she immediately turned to our sideways missionary position. Grabbed her vibrator and invited me and “Ron” inside her. Over the next 90 seconds I continued to fuck her and tell her just how serious I am.

Me: “I fucking mean it. I want to see you pleased. I know I’m on a sex high but I fucking mean it. You can have it… you can have this…”

She smiled, rolled her eyes and her head backwards. I think it was hitting her that I really mean it. We both came within seconds of each other.

When it was all over I was waiting for the shoe to drop. The regular “you know this is just a fantasy…forget everything I said etc.”

But no. She kissed me. Told me she loves me. And was in a great mood.

🤞