Had to get up super early today to spend half of it flying out for a work trip this week. Convinced my beautiful wife to drop my butt off at the airport.

She pulls us up at the curb maybe an hour ago. I get out, grab my bags, and she comes around behind the car to kiss me goodbye. At first it’s a pretty standard “I’ll see you in a few days” hug and kiss.

Then she puts her hands around the back of my neck, pulls me in, looks me right in the eyes and says, “while you’re gone I’m going to find someone new and fun to fuck me in the mouth. If you’re lucky, you’ll get pictures. Have a wonderful flight!”

She kissed me, turned around, and got back in the car. Not another word.

We fucked twice Friday. Three times yesterday. It’s funny that the more sex we have, the more motivated she is for extracurricular shenanigans!

So while I’m traveling half the day today she’ll probably be on Tinder or Bumble qualifying her suitors….

It’s a fun life. A suspenseful life. But a fun life. 😈