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SUNDAY - Best Laid Plans
Well...this was not a very good day. My football team laid a fat stinking fart smelling egg sandwich of a performance on the field and so the wife and I spent the rest of the evening drinking and eating bbq while we caught up on our DVR required watchings. Don't know if it was a really outstanding craft brew with a smokey chocolate flavor or the 3rd episode in a row of Jeopardy that night, but the wifey and I ended the evening in the magic room for some frisky business.
I'm sure no one wants the dirty details of a husband making love to his beautiful bride, but then again why are you reading our dirty blog if you don't wants the dirty dirties, so let's be honest and here we go...
The BOOMBOOM was very very very good that night. It went down with me going down on the wife and then she returned the favor by giving me a long slow blow job. Carrie will never fully understand just how good she is at giving bj's because it's not just the mouth/penis thing. It's in the details. Carrie knows that I enjoy my giant misshapen goatballs played with and she rubs them with just enough pressure to make me groan with loving pleasure and not squirm in duress. I also love playing with my wife's hair as she is sucking on me. Carrie's hair is so long that I enjoy the way it feels spread out on my bare chest as her head is working on my laptop.
So...after a few more relaxing minutes of Carrie's heavenly sucking, I was ready to be in my wife. Carrie straddled me while my hands went straight to her behind. Carrie has always had an amazing ass and I can easily get a full-on hard-on after all these years together by just squeezing Carrie's big white booty.
The sex was intense for a Sunday with Carrie grinding her hips into me as my dick truly did its best to please her in return. Great SEX!
MONDAY - Hard Work Pays Off?
Wifey and I spent some hard earned money on Monday for a new bed frame. Carrie and I had nicknamed the old bed frame "The Time Machine" because when we had sex on it, the loud squeaky noise was...loud.
Well, once the new bed frame was done being put together, and it looks great by the way, Carrie and I were excited by all the possibilities that a new bed frame holds. Carrie joked about all the cock she was going to get on the newish bed and I didn't miss a beat by giving her my very best Brier Rabbit trickster plea of, "Please Carrie, don't entertain other men on our Marital bed!"
TeeHee I hope she bought it!
TUESDAY - $$$
I got a job!
So you can just Eat it, feeling of being A-Hopeless-Unemployable-Wad-of-Homeless-Frog-Jizz!
Wednesday - And the winner is...
Carrie has been working a lot lately at her restaurant job and every so often I go down and hang out in the bar while she works. I like to hang out with Beer! with Scotch! and with Fancy Drinks! Carrie has worked at this place for about 3 years now and so I know most of the people she works with and like most restaurants everyone that works there is pretty attractive.
Now you may have guessed by now but one of my all time favorite activities is to watch...people, TV, or my wife with other men, but whatever it is, I always use my wide staring eyes to observe what's going on around me. So I was very eager to hear the two young male servers discuss who at the restaurant had the best ass. Now Carrie finds it hard to believe, but a lot of men are ass men and that doesn't mean tiny ass men. I can not speak for MANkind, but boobs are nice and friendly but a butt is the real test of a woman's sexy assets and I love Carrie's big beautiful behind.
20 years ago when I first met Carrie, it wasn't her boobs that got my attention, it was her round bottom that filled my body with a strong desire that is still running rampant in my pants today.
Well, it was no surprise to me that those two men were not considering small butts for best behind, who would, but I will confess I was sort of waiting for Carrie's name to come up in the top fanny discussion, butt to my great surprise, both men agreed that another lady had such a "FAT ASS" and therefore she was the winner winner of the rump dinner!
Huh? What! Wait a minute! What about my wife? OK, unfortunately it is true that Carrie's ass is not as big as this other girl's, but c'mon Carrie's rear deserved an honorable mention at least.
I told Carrie after work about her colleagues' ass vote, and this time it was Carrie who didn't miss a beat because her response was simply, "I need to go pants shopping" and for those who do not know what that means...look out Miss Booty, Mrs Booty wants her title back.
Thursday - We're Going To Need A Bigger...
So in a somewhat deja vu way, the wifey and I broke in the new bed frame and boy did I do something right.
The sex started much the same as Sunday's sex with my face buried between the best thighs in all of the creamy lands. I know I am supposed to be getting my wife off when I'm going down on her, but there is something that triggers in me once I see that delicious pink spot, because I become a maniac with an over-sized tongue. By the time I'm done, and by "done" I mean, usually when Carrie taps me on the head and says you're done, I've gotten everything wet. Carrie, the bed, the walls, my dresser, the tv...I have an overactive tongue and I LOVE eating Carrie's...
In other news, Carrie has been trying to be more fair in the oral sex department, so I got another bj before the sex was to commence, but I've already described Carrie's blow jobs to the best of my ability. You must try one for yourself someday, but what I really want to write about was the SEX!
First of all it felt spectacular going from Carrie's warm attentive mouth to her even warmer pussy so that's just what I did. The second Carrie released her lips from my cock, I pulled her up and got on top of her. I pinned her down under my body and in one confident thrust I entered my wife. I love how Carrie's pussy makes my dick feel so long and hard, like I could be measured in days and not inches. I started slowly moving my hips against her parted thighs as I ultimately went...wait for it...my all time favorite dirty saying...BALLS DEEP into Carrie!
I do not know what came over me that night because I am in no way that sort of guy usually, but I took control of Carrie's body as we were fucking. When she rolled over to grab her vibrator, I grabbed her hips from behind and greedily jumped her bones right there; the entire time holding on tightly to her womanly hips. I even lifted her onto me from behind so that I was laying on my back with her laying on her back, on top of me. I loved the feeling of her gorgeous ass cheeks squished between her and me while I sucked on her strawberry colored nipples. From this position, Carrie turned over and like Sunday's sexytime, rode me cowgirl style facing me. Wifey was so incredibly wet at this time that I knew she probably wasn't feeling much penis sensation anymore since I'm more length than girth, so I pulled Carrie down so her breasts were pressed against my chest and I whispered in her ear...
...and then I just went for it!
I had to ask Carrie later that night if she could feel my manhood much at the end and she said it was kind of hard to feel anything when she is that wet but that it must have felt pretty good to get her that aroused. I agreed, but I still have to wonder if she had a lover with a bigger membership package, just how much she would enjoy both wet and stroking at the same time.
FRIDAY - PASS
At Carrie's job there is a male god named, F. I'm about as gay as Clint Eastwood, but I will admit F is a very attractive man. F is about my age and my height but that's being very fair to me because F pulls the age and height thing off better than me. F is built with a tall, dark, and good looking base to go with the muscles and confidence that really puts the panties on the floor for all the ladies. Hell, even the hot fully lesbian cook gets all giddy and girlie around F, so I can not besmirch Carrie too much if she may also have a healthy F desire in her loins. The man really is that attractive that ALL the ladies want him and all the dudes want to hang out with him.
I must admit that at first I was not a big F fan and honestly because I knew when I met him that Carrie would like him a lot. Not that Carrie would ever leave me for F or any letter in the alphabet, but Carrie is a very healthy attractive woman and like most women, she is not impervious to a hot man who can offer a sexual cornucopia of pleasures. Jealousy is a bitch and I hated on F a little too much at first because I felt insecure about knowing that Carrie would be attracted to him even before she met him herself. Maybe it also has to do with a move he was describing to another server when I visited last summer. Apparently this monster sex move makes the ladies beg him to stop when he's on them but then they want it again and then he has them begging for it later. What kind of move could it be? I still want to know and it's killing me. But back to F and Carrie.
And sure enough, once Carrie and F met, I would always see them talking together in the restaurant when I would come to visit my Carrie. Hell she would spend more time with him and I got a little bent out of shape because I knew F from before when he was an out of control man slut who could and would bang any girl just because all chicks dig F and who wouldn't want to bang him. But F had changed over the years and he has declared his womanizing to be a thing of the past. Right?
After a few stupid fights with Carrie over F, I realized that I was overreacting quite a bit of F's intentions for Carrie. F is still very attractive and so he is a very real threat, but I could never see F and Carrie running away together. F has even come over to hang out at our place and I must admit that I like the guy myself. Since F, Carrie, and I are all about the same age it is fun to reminisce about Fraggle Rock, songs from movies, and other non-important topics.
Well, remember the new job from Tuesday? Well, Tuesdays giveth and they also must taketh too, because in the next few months, I will have to go out of town for a week of training. Carrie and I have only been apart 3 nights in our 15 years so this is going to be a new sensation for us as a couple. Now I know Carrie doesn't need to worry about me doing anything with anyone but I hope I can convince Carrie that she has earned after 15 years with me "PASS" for that week. Carrie will be for 5 days and 4 nights in all reality a free single woman, so I hope she will take full advantage of all her choices. What could a young bride with a PASS and a big house all to herself do for a week...
Just a thought, but I wonder if F could come by and tuck my innocent wife into bed while I'm away, and well maybe while he's there with Carrie, she could ask F for a demonstration of his incredible move. You know, for research
Friday, January 28, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Happy Happy, New Things, And $20 Later
Happy Happy New Year!
Carrie and I have been living the dream as of late and for us that means we've been living off the grid for the HoHoHolidays. We are only now starting to come back to our regularly scheduled laundry days. Boo responsibility!
I don't know if it was the season but both Carrie and I haven't been doing much of anything lately but drinking like we are about to depart Vegas for good. Seems as though Carrie and I are quite good at drinking. It's sort of embarrassing when the neighbors are recycling wrapping papers and the innocent boxes those wrappings concealed, and Carrie and my recycling bin is full of empty beer and wine bottles. Ooopps
And how did we become instant lushes, well...what started out as one lazy day quickly got out of hand and turned into 4 days of booze, movies, sex, food, and immense amounts of sleeping it all off. I know this may sound like cries for help but the wife and I really do like to just turn off every so often and accomplish absolutely nothing. Sort of like Atlas Shrugged but without the trains.
Carrie and I did happen to go for a drive one day recently, probably to get donuts or something similiar and powdery. I love going for an excursion with my wife. One thing Carrie and I can do really well is vehiculate together. My wife is the perfect travel companion when it comes time for a road trip. She doesn't bake the car to an unholy 200 degrees and she never wants to tune into Bieber station(s). Also, Carrie and I have always had great car conversations over the years and we usually spend about 65% of our drives talking about sex.
So... this drive drove us by the hotel that started the whole cuckold enthrallment for me. For those of you that have followed our Adventures for awhile (see Carrie's post "Really Hubby?!), this would have been the hotel that Carrie stayed at with D when he flew in just to see her, and after she had promised me that nothing of would happen. Ooopps again.
Carrie swearss that her and D didn't have sex, and I sort of believe her. They did make out, and I'm pretty sure D would have enjoyed kissing and fondling Carrie, a lot. It must have been a fairly uncomfortable high-altitude airplane ride home for D and his Blue Balls. Sorry buddy.
In a side note...a few months after D and Carrie's above experience, D was coming back through our little hamlet again and he wanted to see Carrie. I remember being at Circuit City buying a VHS when Carrie's pager blew up (Fuck that last sentence sounds like it should be in a museum). Now it is only my opinion but I really thought Carrie wanted to go see him and at the time I was in no way comfortable with the cuckold feelings of jealousy that his second visit was already making me feel, so I begged Carrie not to go see him. To my knowledge they haven't spoken since, but I would have ZERO problem if D paged Carrie today for a more complete visit. Hell, his plane ticket is on me, but we need to get back to the hotel drive-by...
...everytime I drive by this hotel, my hubby mind races with thoughts from that intense night so long ago. I wonder if Carrie was nervous, excited, or both as she walked down the hallway to meet D in his room, that she would end up spending the night with him, and eventhough she won't admit to it, I think it may be Carrie's affair with D that has made me now obsessed with experiencing a cuckold relationship again. She didn't exactly agree with me when I explained this cuckold theory to her in the car, so I took that as an opportunity to introduce my brand new 2011 cuckold desire...
TA DA! HUBBY's Brand New 2011 Cuckold Desire
Wifey currently isn't as sold on her becoming a wanton sex goddess again to two or more men as I am, but at least I think I understand why she is so nervous about taking the next logical steps. It also doesn't help that Carrie worries that she is letting me down because she knows how bad I want to share her with other men, and like any great wifey, she wants to make her man happy. This has put us on a indefinite Hotwife holding pattern but I would rather have Wifey more comfortable with another man than more pressured to give me the ultimate wifey gift. Carrie has concerns...
So what are some of the concerns?
Although I don't get it, Wifey doesn't so much like the idea of me watching her have sex like she is a Saturday morning cartoon for her perverted husband. She also isn't so keen on going to some hotel by herself with what could quite possibly turn out to be a serial killer and not just an ordinary man looking to have no strings attached sex with a beautiful married woman. I've recently come to the belief that Carrie may be a Worst Case Scenario type of person, and this is frustrating because I feel that I have truly thought about the bad and good that could come from a MFM fantasy coming true, and I know that not only the other man, but Carrie and I would also have so much pleasure from a little romp. After 15 years of just me, I want to reignite Carrie's naughty side with a handsome gentleman that would desire, seduce, and ravish my wife.
So what is my solution for some Carrie ravishing to happen?
Picture a husband who would be willing to drive his wife to her date so that the wife did not have to worry about her safety, about oil shortages, or about DUI issues. Then the husband drives wife and her date back to the couple's house where the husband goes to the kitchen to make drinks for his wife and her date who are "talking" in the front room. Maybe the wife and her date wait for the drinks or maybe not, either way the husband bids his wife and her date a goodnight with the husband going to the guest room to sleep on the sofa/couch thing while wife and her date have the entire house to play naughty housewife games.
I get to listen to any noises that make their way to the guestroom and wifey gets the security that her husband is still nearby in case the wife was right all along and her date WAS a pyscho who wasn't satisfied with just no strings attached sex with a married woman and taxi services from the married woman's husband.
...I proudly declared my new desire to Carrie and it got a...um...unamused confusion that only could mean one thing...back to the drawing board for me.
Maybe a little less ambitious drawing on the board was in order.
#LessAmbitiousIdea
So I was getting carried away in my desires again. I always forget to crawl before I walk and it doesn't look like it's going to be easy to get through the gates of Cuckoldland for good. This means that instead of expecting Carrie to go from me and only me in bed to a wide open field of available men, maybe it would be a good idea to start small-ish.
Over the last few weeks, and mostly as a joke, I've been collecting a dollar here and there and putting it away. I told Carrie that this will be her 3some cash prize for that beautiful day when she is so carried away by another man's desire and NEED for her that she can't help but give in...to the darkside and then we can rule the galaxy. Sorry, that was the Star Wars talking.
Well, the cash prize has grown to a respectable $267. And it was time to shake some dust, so I offered a little cash prize for Carrie to complete a simple challenge.
Challenge: Earn a sweet cash prize for just smiling at one man.
Carrie was going to run some errands and I wanted to offer her a little something to make those errands "interesting." $20 U.S. dollars to smile at one man and in this economy that ain't bad.
I really didn't think Carrie would go for it so I almost had dismissed the idea before I told her because lately Carrie has been so busy and stressed out that she hasn't wanted much to do with me or my silly hubby fantasy.
I just blurted my idea out and well, it was the first PlayfulWifey sign of life that I had seen for awhile. Carrie's gorgeous cheek bones began responding, with a sly smile building upon her face. I began thinking that maybe it wasn't such a long shot. I even found myself getting a little nervous, after she left just thinking about her giving one of her delicate smiles to another man to enjoy and brighten his day.
Results:
Carrie earned a very quick $20 tonight. She won't tell me much and I really don't care to pry, but somewhere in my neighborhood I know there is an attractive young man who got a smile from my shy, sweet, and way too innocent wife. I hope Carrie had fun with my simple request because I know it was one of the best $20 that I have ever spent. She makes me a very happy hubby and I wouldn't trade her for any other wife.
(Cash Prize now valued at $247 and one proud hubby).
I really hope this will be a great year for everyone; especially those other hubbies out their trying to get their wives to sexually explore some possibilities for the first time or for the 100th time, and of course, a great big shout out to all the awesome hotwives in the world. Thank you for loving your strange perverted hubbies, so the state doesn't have to lock us up for good.
Cheers,
WatchfulHubby
Carrie and I have been living the dream as of late and for us that means we've been living off the grid for the HoHoHolidays. We are only now starting to come back to our regularly scheduled laundry days. Boo responsibility!
I don't know if it was the season but both Carrie and I haven't been doing much of anything lately but drinking like we are about to depart Vegas for good. Seems as though Carrie and I are quite good at drinking. It's sort of embarrassing when the neighbors are recycling wrapping papers and the innocent boxes those wrappings concealed, and Carrie and my recycling bin is full of empty beer and wine bottles. Ooopps
And how did we become instant lushes, well...what started out as one lazy day quickly got out of hand and turned into 4 days of booze, movies, sex, food, and immense amounts of sleeping it all off. I know this may sound like cries for help but the wife and I really do like to just turn off every so often and accomplish absolutely nothing. Sort of like Atlas Shrugged but without the trains.
Carrie and I did happen to go for a drive one day recently, probably to get donuts or something similiar and powdery. I love going for an excursion with my wife. One thing Carrie and I can do really well is vehiculate together. My wife is the perfect travel companion when it comes time for a road trip. She doesn't bake the car to an unholy 200 degrees and she never wants to tune into Bieber station(s). Also, Carrie and I have always had great car conversations over the years and we usually spend about 65% of our drives talking about sex.
So... this drive drove us by the hotel that started the whole cuckold enthrallment for me. For those of you that have followed our Adventures for awhile (see Carrie's post "Really Hubby?!), this would have been the hotel that Carrie stayed at with D when he flew in just to see her, and after she had promised me that nothing of would happen. Ooopps again.
Carrie swearss that her and D didn't have sex, and I sort of believe her. They did make out, and I'm pretty sure D would have enjoyed kissing and fondling Carrie, a lot. It must have been a fairly uncomfortable high-altitude airplane ride home for D and his Blue Balls. Sorry buddy.
In a side note...a few months after D and Carrie's above experience, D was coming back through our little hamlet again and he wanted to see Carrie. I remember being at Circuit City buying a VHS when Carrie's pager blew up (Fuck that last sentence sounds like it should be in a museum). Now it is only my opinion but I really thought Carrie wanted to go see him and at the time I was in no way comfortable with the cuckold feelings of jealousy that his second visit was already making me feel, so I begged Carrie not to go see him. To my knowledge they haven't spoken since, but I would have ZERO problem if D paged Carrie today for a more complete visit. Hell, his plane ticket is on me, but we need to get back to the hotel drive-by...
...everytime I drive by this hotel, my hubby mind races with thoughts from that intense night so long ago. I wonder if Carrie was nervous, excited, or both as she walked down the hallway to meet D in his room, that she would end up spending the night with him, and eventhough she won't admit to it, I think it may be Carrie's affair with D that has made me now obsessed with experiencing a cuckold relationship again. She didn't exactly agree with me when I explained this cuckold theory to her in the car, so I took that as an opportunity to introduce my brand new 2011 cuckold desire...
TA DA! HUBBY's Brand New 2011 Cuckold Desire
Wifey currently isn't as sold on her becoming a wanton sex goddess again to two or more men as I am, but at least I think I understand why she is so nervous about taking the next logical steps. It also doesn't help that Carrie worries that she is letting me down because she knows how bad I want to share her with other men, and like any great wifey, she wants to make her man happy. This has put us on a indefinite Hotwife holding pattern but I would rather have Wifey more comfortable with another man than more pressured to give me the ultimate wifey gift. Carrie has concerns...
So what are some of the concerns?
Although I don't get it, Wifey doesn't so much like the idea of me watching her have sex like she is a Saturday morning cartoon for her perverted husband. She also isn't so keen on going to some hotel by herself with what could quite possibly turn out to be a serial killer and not just an ordinary man looking to have no strings attached sex with a beautiful married woman. I've recently come to the belief that Carrie may be a Worst Case Scenario type of person, and this is frustrating because I feel that I have truly thought about the bad and good that could come from a MFM fantasy coming true, and I know that not only the other man, but Carrie and I would also have so much pleasure from a little romp. After 15 years of just me, I want to reignite Carrie's naughty side with a handsome gentleman that would desire, seduce, and ravish my wife.
So what is my solution for some Carrie ravishing to happen?
Picture a husband who would be willing to drive his wife to her date so that the wife did not have to worry about her safety, about oil shortages, or about DUI issues. Then the husband drives wife and her date back to the couple's house where the husband goes to the kitchen to make drinks for his wife and her date who are "talking" in the front room. Maybe the wife and her date wait for the drinks or maybe not, either way the husband bids his wife and her date a goodnight with the husband going to the guest room to sleep on the sofa/couch thing while wife and her date have the entire house to play naughty housewife games.
I get to listen to any noises that make their way to the guestroom and wifey gets the security that her husband is still nearby in case the wife was right all along and her date WAS a pyscho who wasn't satisfied with just no strings attached sex with a married woman and taxi services from the married woman's husband.
...I proudly declared my new desire to Carrie and it got a...um...unamused confusion that only could mean one thing...back to the drawing board for me.
Maybe a little less ambitious drawing on the board was in order.
#LessAmbitiousIdea
So I was getting carried away in my desires again. I always forget to crawl before I walk and it doesn't look like it's going to be easy to get through the gates of Cuckoldland for good. This means that instead of expecting Carrie to go from me and only me in bed to a wide open field of available men, maybe it would be a good idea to start small-ish.
Over the last few weeks, and mostly as a joke, I've been collecting a dollar here and there and putting it away. I told Carrie that this will be her 3some cash prize for that beautiful day when she is so carried away by another man's desire and NEED for her that she can't help but give in...to the darkside and then we can rule the galaxy. Sorry, that was the Star Wars talking.
Well, the cash prize has grown to a respectable $267. And it was time to shake some dust, so I offered a little cash prize for Carrie to complete a simple challenge.
Challenge: Earn a sweet cash prize for just smiling at one man.
Carrie was going to run some errands and I wanted to offer her a little something to make those errands "interesting." $20 U.S. dollars to smile at one man and in this economy that ain't bad.
I really didn't think Carrie would go for it so I almost had dismissed the idea before I told her because lately Carrie has been so busy and stressed out that she hasn't wanted much to do with me or my silly hubby fantasy.
I just blurted my idea out and well, it was the first PlayfulWifey sign of life that I had seen for awhile. Carrie's gorgeous cheek bones began responding, with a sly smile building upon her face. I began thinking that maybe it wasn't such a long shot. I even found myself getting a little nervous, after she left just thinking about her giving one of her delicate smiles to another man to enjoy and brighten his day.
Results:
Carrie earned a very quick $20 tonight. She won't tell me much and I really don't care to pry, but somewhere in my neighborhood I know there is an attractive young man who got a smile from my shy, sweet, and way too innocent wife. I hope Carrie had fun with my simple request because I know it was one of the best $20 that I have ever spent. She makes me a very happy hubby and I wouldn't trade her for any other wife.
(Cash Prize now valued at $247 and one proud hubby).
I really hope this will be a great year for everyone; especially those other hubbies out their trying to get their wives to sexually explore some possibilities for the first time or for the 100th time, and of course, a great big shout out to all the awesome hotwives in the world. Thank you for loving your strange perverted hubbies, so the state doesn't have to lock us up for good.
Cheers,
WatchfulHubby
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