Wednesday, July 27, 2011

After all these years...

Last night I was folding laundry in a tube top beach cover up dress. This "dress" leaves very little to the imagination and I don't help much by not wearing anything underneath. But hey, I'm at home so I'm allowed, right? Hehehe

Normal life was happening all around me, The Hubs was getting a snack for The Kid, the dog was running around and all was good.

As I was standing along side the bed The Hubs walked past me from behind. As he did he reached out and brushed his hand so slightly over my bare ass. It was a split second, but it send chills through my entire body. The kind like when you are first start dating someone in high school and hold hands for the first time. And you expect fireworks to shoot from your head, fingertips and toes.

Except we have been "together" for over 15 years, and in that time his hand(s) have grazed over my bare bum countless times. But in that moment, the unexpected sexiness of it all took me back to the summers of young love and lust.

It made me think, he surely still has "it" and to those who may ignorantly think that swingers don't love their spouses or aren't physically attracted to them anymore, or even those who think swinging will "save" their marriage I say I can't help but feel pity. For I have a connection with my husband that cannot be broken by how many people we have sex with.

I may not have a perfect life, but for me it's pretty damn close, and that is alright by me.

Still lusting after The Hubs,
The Wife

Sunday, July 24, 2011


Recently I was chatting online with a potential playmate who was funny, easy to talk to and seemed to be very laid back and a good guy. We decided to meet for a drink late after we went to another function. 

He showed up (on time at that! Sadly even showing up seems to be tough for single men these days) and upon introductions the first word that ran through my head was "creepy". Uh oh...

Thinking I was just crazy or too far into my head we went inside the bar and ordered our drinks. As we chatted I did my best to make myself relax and go with the flow. The Complimenter was not creepy at all. He was a very nice and "normal" average guy. He spoke to both The Hubs and I equally with ease and the conversation flowed easily, yet I couldn't get over one major problem.

What exactly was my problem, you may wonder? Well... despite the good humor, polite, reliability, ease of conversation and things in common there was absolutely no physical attraction for me. To make matters worse (for my guilt) he told me no less than 4 times how beautiful I am. Meaning - I'm really the only one not on board and this guy is doing everything right. I sipped slowly frozen with confusion unable to even determine which side of the fence I was leaning toward. The Hubs was having a good conversation with him so I was able to juggle listening and the inner struggle of can I fuck this guy even if I'm not feeling "it" for him or do I reject a perfectly nice guy who's clearly into me?

The Hubs kept trying to get my green light or red light and I could only provide a confused face that kept him baffled. Eventually, the beers were finished and The Hubs said, well let's go on back to the house and continue our conversation there. In that instant I knew which side of the fence I was on, and it wasn't on the side that was hoping this guy was coming home with us. However, to make things worse I could not articulate my feelings to The Hubs because I was still struggling with the fact that this would be my first rejection to give.

Yes, I know it's bound to happen every once in a while. Rejection is part of life, but at some point there is a first for everyone - and this was mine. I told The Complimenter I wasn't feeling well and we parted ways on nice having met each other and we'd keep in touch if we wanted to play. I'm sure he realized that he was being rejected but at least he was nice about it.

Days later and I'm still going back and forth on if I could or would have had fun if I had just let him come over.  Oh well... I guess we'll never know.

Still feeling like an ass
The Wife

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Lifestyle Life Saver?

While recently scanning twitter I saw something that made the impression that the subjects were swingers to "save" their marriage. I stopped, laughed out loud and rolled my eyes as I kept scanning tweets. Articles and blog posts like that aren't worth my time reading.

But the idea began to fester. I'm going to be critical for just a moment - so please feel free to explain to me your side if you think otherwise in a comment. But if you think that joining or going deeper into the Swing Lifestyle will "save" a shaky marriage you just couldn't be more stupid. You should run, turn and RUN from the idea as quickly and as fast as you can. If you think that sharing the most intimate acts with a stranger or strangers in front of a spouse who you aren't beyond-a-shadow-of-a-doubt committed to is going to be a pleasurable experience for any of the involved you're just to stupid to be part of this life.

Couples like this make it so difficult to find a quality playmate because no one wants to deal with the drama associated with couples. Can you blame them if this is the kind of stuff they're dealing with?!

Excuse me while I roll my eyes again.

From personal experience I can tell you that when your marriage is rock solid swinging can be amazing. And when your marriage is not rock solid it can suck major, sweaty, donkey balls. The Hubs and I haven't always had a perfect marriage, and while I'd still hesitate to call it "perfect" now. I will say that it is "perfect" for us. We have reached a point in our marriage and lives that we can truly say we are rock solid. And this allows us to avoid the jealousy and trust issues that I imagine would arise in a "swinging to save my marriage" situation.

We play because it's fun. It does not fill a void for us or help us to be attracted to each other. We have sex every single day, sometimes more than one type and more than one time! We play for FUN, and something extra. If it ended tomorrow we'd both be fine with it. It's like adding gravy - not neccesary but sometimes it's fun to add some every once in a while. This kind of relationship has grown out of a long marriage and a true friendship.

I mean, seriously does anyone else think this is a good idea at all?? Personally I am just hoping you identify this on your profile so I can stay clear of your drama!!!!!!!

Living the drama free life,
The Wife

Friday, July 15, 2011

Big Fat FAKE!

In this lifestyle you run into all sorts of people. Some good, some bad, some ugly and some just so strange they can't be categorized. But above all my favorites are The Fakes.

I give points for creativity to the single man I once saw who listed his profile as a couple seeking playmates but said on the profile that he was single but the website had a virus that kept changing his profile to list him as couple rather than single. At least there was some thought put into it! It's a stretch to say the least, but at least he tried.

I roll my eyes at the men who list themselves as a couple, but when you chat they are always away from their spouse.  She's always working, traveling, sleeping or something. If these aren't fakers there is an army of well rested, hard working, well traveled women out there, and I'm jealous!

 But, for crying out loud no matter what scheme you run, if you are going to take the time to make every word you say a lie then at least make your picture believable. And by believable I mean a few basic ideas:

1. Don't use celebrity faces. Seriously, we know you aren't Jennifer Anniston and yes, amazingly we know who Jennifer Anniston is - even if you use a really old picture of her.

2. Don't take a picture of a porno on the tv or computer screen. You would think this would go without saying, but apparently not. I can't tell you how annoyed I am when I open up a picture to see a picture of a tv or computer screen IN the picture. I've started to actually tell people how disgusted I am with their lack of effort when I get these. I mean, take some pride in your work here people!

3. Don't send a picture that is clearly from 1973. When you're standing in an avocado green kitchen with pink shag carpet under your feet and it looks like the picture has been washed and faded out I'm not likely to believe that you are real.

4. If you're sending multiple pictures make sure it's of the same people - or for goodness sake - at least roughly the same body type/hair colors!!!

Really, if you follow those 4, you'll at least get pictures emailed back to you! Isn't that your end goal anyway? You're not there to meet (because then your game is up) you are only there to collect free porn pictures! No thank you!!

The Wife

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


Just came across this from another blog and wanted to share the hottness...

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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The lost art of kissing

In honor of national kissing day I've decided to ask the question: does anyone kiss anymore?

What I have found recently in our recent play dates is that single men don't kiss! I was asked once if it was ok to kiss or was that too personal... Too personal? Kissing? Shortly after a kiss I'm probably going to shove your cock into my mouth and you may lick my pussy... so in a word, no! kissing is not too personal!

For me, it's like a warm up. Get the juices flowing so to speak, and get me fully worked up before jumping into the fun. No, I don't need or want to make out with you for hours. We aren't in 7th grade and there are more fun things to do. But for me if you jump straight into play it will take me longer to get up to speed.

It's kind of like cooking a chicken. You can cook it frozen or thaw it out. Either way it will get cooked eventually but if you thaw it out you'll get better results in less time!!

So men, don't be shy let those lips start on mine and work their way down! You'll be reaping the rewards soon enough!

The Wife

Monday, July 4, 2011

Waste of time

I am a slut, not a whore... there is a big difference. So when we are looking for a playmate we go through a general process. Only one time have we strayed from this plan that was a success, and that was last week!

To start we belong to a few websites and sift through the people to see who might work and send an introduction chat or email to check for interest.
Then we give you our instant messenger id and begin the process of chatting.
If we all agree then we plan a meeting for drinks and/or playtime.

By the time you've made it to an invitation you have had time to hear our rules and you have already been told if we play alone or not.

So if you're not interested in playing with a couple and don't think you can do it, then say so at the start! No always means no thank you and we all move along.

Recently we chatted with The Waste for two weeks before extending him an invitation to be told that he wasn't interested unless I could play alone. It took TWO WEEKS to tell me something you knew from the start? I managed to respond maturely and wish him well in his search. What I really wanted to say was "Seriously!?! two weeks of you trying to get an invitation and then you tell me you don't do threesomes?"


I really don't think it's too hard. I mean, I think I've mentioned the whole "free pussy" theory so you may see where I'm heading with this. All I want to do is make sure you're not a psycho before I invite you over.I'm not asking you to jump through hoops.only  We have 3 rules that as long as you don't break them we'll all be having fun for as long as you can keep up with me!

The Wife

Friday, July 1, 2011

Back in the saddle

The Hubs declared war on my funk last night and invited The Fireman over for an impromptu play date.

I was nervous like I had never seen a man naked. Luckily The Hubs knows how to relax me, a few drinks in and he suggested I go whole hog with the lingerie. He knows me so well, feeling sexy makes me feel like I can do anything!

We broke just about every rule we had about meeting, he came to our house after only talking to him for a short time. However - it was great!

I hung my head off the bed to deep throat The Hubs while The Fireman took care of me and went on from there. We ended the night with two big cocks blasting all over me almost at the same time.

When he left I felt like maybe I was back in the saddle again!

With a big smile on my face,

The Wife