I am the proud husband of a hot, amazing wife. I have a strong desire to share her.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Movie Review 2
Well it's been awhile since me and the wifey sat down to watch a movie, and not just any movie, but a classic hotwife movie. Our second movie review is for the soft core porn movie Emmanuelle.
I have always heard about this movie being about my favorite subject, hotwife!, and it really is about a hotwife, but to be honest this movie is more offensive than hot, and it has sort of pissed off Wifey, but we are not there yet...
To be fair, the movie isn't bad from start to finish and it was actually kind of enjoyable until the last 30 minutes. In the beginning, we are introduced to Emmanuelle and her husband as they are arriving in Thailand. Apparently the hubby is some sort of political big pants and he is off on a lot of business, but the hubby has always encouraged E. to take a lover. This leaves the beautiful young innocent wife, Emmanuelle, all alone. Except she isn't all alone. There is a blonde cougar who takes to E. right away. There is also Marie-Ange, who decides to masturbate in front of E. in a wicker chair of all places. And finally Mario.
I don't remember Marie-Ange too much other than her masturbating in front of E. scene. There is a part of me that can totally accept a woman unzipping her tiny jean shorts and stroking it in front of another woman but then the other part of me goes...really? I would love to live in a world where women spontaneously maturbated in front of other women but this probably doesn't happen too much outside of the San Fernando Valley. Marie-Ange did shock E. with the whole solo thing but E. begins her own finger session while re-living a very strange plane flight where E. got fucked by one guy in a window seat and then taken to the restroom by guy #2 after guy #1 finished.
Now the Wifey and I aren't haters, and both agree that the whole plane scene was pretty hot. E. is restless on a night flight and soon the man across from her comes over to where E. was sitting. E. is married but she freely gives herself to the attractive stranger. The stranger begins to rub his hands over her body while kissing her neck and lips. Soon the stranger has E.'s skirt hiked up and he is taking E. from behind. The stranger kisses the back of her neck as he reaches around her to rub her breasts, and while this seduction is taking place between E. and her stranger, there is another man watching from a few seats behind the cuddling couple. After stranger #1 has spent himself, and gone back to his seat, that is when stranger #2 comes over and in a very tender moment, he picks the nearly naked E. out of her seat and carries her back to the plane's restroom. The Wifey liked the way E. put her exhausted head onto stranger #2's muscular shoulders, as he carefully took E. into a more private area of the plane to have his turn with her, but not in a dirty "sloppy seconds" way but more of E. really being into giving herself to these two men.
Good movie so far right? No...great movie, but wait.
This brings us to the cougar and this is where the movie begins to come off the tracks for the wife and I. Now the wife and I are not opposed to the idea of cougars but maybe we should change our views of older women because in this movie the cougar is not so nice.
The cougar fucks E.'s hubby, and though E. didn't have a problem with it, I myself have a problem with it, as a hubby who wants his wife to take a lover. I don't want Carrie to think for a moment that I want freedom to fuck other women because that couldn't be further from the truth. I want my wife to have the sexual freedom in our relationship. This would be a good time to mention that E.'s hubby is a huge prick because he only married his wife because she loves sex and not for any sort of love.
Now, I don't know about other hubands who share their wives but this is fucked up to me. I married Carrie because I love her and the turn on for me, in her taking a lover, comes from Carrie's and my love for each other. But another problem with the cougar is she also encourages E. to meet Mario, and Mario is an asshole.
The movie builds to E.'s meeting with Mario. E. is told that she can't consider herself a real woman until she has taken a lover, and the cougar insists that Mario is the shit.
I thought, in my Pollyanna way, that Mario would be the type of older man who knows how to seduce a young woman that I want Carrie to find, but Mario is so much more. Mario does seduce E. with his power and swag, but he also gets her raped by two guys and then later during an mma fight, Mario gets E. to fuck a boxer in front of a group of shocked fight fans. And the entire time E. gives up her wife body, Mario's motto is "There is no love except the love of three people introduced by force"
Thanks! the good people who made this movie, because you've probably disgusted Carrie away from becoming a hotwife forever. It's one thing to make E. an innocent young woman being seduced by both men and women while her hubby completely encourages her to live it up, but instead the movie makes E. a dim wit in the end who gets taken advantage by both the cougar and Mario.
So, for the WIfey and I, two thumbs down on this one and it is too bad because the beginning began well until the end ended up sucking.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Hubby Questions Wifey
We've seen on quite a few blogs lately that the authors write themselves questions and then answer them so that they can share with their readers. Well, I asked my Wifey if she would be interested in being interviewed by her very own Hubby, and after a skeptical moment of hesitation, or maybe it was more a suspenseful moment of suspicion, the Wifey agreed to answer my tough hard hittin' questions. So please enjoy as we learn what makes my Wifey so darn cool:
Wifey, I'm sure after seeing a few of your HNT pictures, your readers have a favorite part of your body, but would you please share what part of your body that you like the most?Hmmm....in clothes, I criticize myself to death, but out of clothes I have come to appreciate my body a lot more as I've gotten older. I love that my breasts, although smaller than most women's, are extremely perky and sensitive. I have always been blessed with a flat tummy and skinny waist and I have come to really love my grabable hips.
Wifey, you are so delicate and delicious looking. Would you let your readers know what are some of your most sensitive spots that you like to have...squeezed? rubbed? kissed? lightly touched? or sucked on?
Oops, I guess I answered that in the previous question. Squeezed? Hips, when I am on top of you. Rubbed? Shoulders, firmly. Kissed? Once in a while you kiss my back and it gives me wonderful chills. Lightly touched? You know I love to be teased...over my panties when you are warming me up.
Wifey, for the next few questions think about what your requirements are for a potential male friend with benefit relationship?
Hair...long? short? shaved head?
No requirement, but it must suit him and be clean.
Body Type...muscular? swimmer's body? a little chubby?
I do like muscles but not crazy body builder types. I like tall and lean, but toned.
Manscaping...trimmed? natural? no body hair at all?
I'm not so much into furry bears. I don't expect a guy to shave everything, but DO want some manscaping to go on "down there".
Penis...cut or uncut? doesn't matter?
Definitely cut.
Penis...thick? long? size doesn't matter?
"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog."
I like it ruff...hehe.
Race...doesn't matter? matters? 32 flavors to try?
Doesn't matter. I will admit that I am shallow and prefer a handsome man with a spark over just any ol' anybody.
Age...younger? older? doesn't matter?
I definitely prefer older than myself. Always have.
Sexually...dominate? submissive?
This one is tricky because my mood changes. Sometimes I like to be in charge and sometimes I want you to ravage me.
Wifey, I have seen a lot of women over the years who have had more than small crushes on you, but! do you have any interest in women?
I think women are beautiful and intriguing and terrifying.
Wifey, do you like your feet to be played with in bed? do you like to play with feet?
Absolutely not and absolutely not. Feet make me nauseous.
Wifey, what is your favorite part of receiving foreplay?
That you are the most amazing Hubby! You give more than you receive and it never stops you from giving me more. I love you and you deserve more, I'll work on that.
What is the first thing you notice in a man (other than your hubby)?
This one is difficult to answer because I feel like I don't assess someone who is attractive the way most people do. For example, I figure a guy who is into boobs, just looks at women's boobs all day. Or a girl who is into big muscles only seeks out huge guys. In this respect I think I am both not picky and extremely picky. I see a man and involuntarily assess him as a whole quickly. Does he have some sort of style? I like businessmen types as we all know, but smart guys (have you read a book in the last 6 months?) and creative looking guys (artists, musicians, writers) are also appealing. Is he polite and well-mannered? I don't feel like I am answering the question, but don't know what to say other than just because a guy has one certain feature doesn't mean he is instantly attractive to me.
What is your favorite male body part?
I like a nice, strong upper body...arms, shoulders, back.
Least favorite male body part?
Ewww, feet.
What is your favorite part of a woman's body?
I think if I were a raging lesbian, I would like boobs. I'm rather fond of mine so I think I would like others, maybe some a little bigger than mine but not the obscenely large floppy ones.
Least favorite female body part?
I really can not imagine going down on a woman. It's so wet and complicated!
What's your favorite/least sexual position?
Favorite? Me on top.
Least favorite? Is there such a thing?!
What do you like more: to give oral or to receive oral?
I'm greedy....receive.
Describe your favorite piece of lingerie?
I. Love. Lingerie.
I love feeling sexy and seeing your eyes do that cartooney "Baaaa-ooooga!!!" thing when you like what you see. I love pretty, sexy things. I love wacky little costumes. I love boy shorts and tank tops.
Better place for man watching: TV? Internet? Bookstore? Pub? Coffee Shop? Grocery Store?
Yes. Attractive men are everywhere.
One thing that excites you about a friend with benefit relationship?
Being surprised. Having that new, exhilarating feeling when you kiss someone for the first time.
One thing that you don't like about a friend with benefit relationship?
I am having a very hard time figuring out the logistics of how to separate actions and emotions. My biggest fear is that we will fully go through with this and it will tear us apart.
Well, thank you Wifey for answering these tough questions. And if you, our readers, would like to ask Wifey a question please feel free, and if you are really bored and want to ask me, the Hubby of the greatest Wifey on Earth, then please leave your question in the comment area.
Til next time...
Cheers
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Better Hurry Up, I'm In Dutch With The Wifey
What Went Wrong:
1. Sharing my Wifey has always been my thing. At times she is willing to participate at different levels but for the most part Wifey doesn't fully understand why I am so insane about getting her to find a lover.
We were at a hotel pool one night and there were 3 Russian mobsters sitting at a nearby table smoking and talking in a language that sounded like they were eating stones. Now true story, the Wifey is a bit of a dolphin and she takes to water like...a dolphin, so she didn't notice that the Cold War table was watching as she played in the empty pool by herself. I, of course, did notice the Russians staring at my wife, so I "Begencouraged" the Wifey for like 25 minutes to "Do Something!" I get sooo fucking desperate sometimes and finally to shut me up, my wife swam over to where the 3 Stalins sat. She got out of the pool right in front of them, and went up to their table. I sat frozen, unable to hear the conversation, but one of them reached down and gave my wife something that I couldn't see from where I sat. My wife then slowly turned around and walked back to where I was. The mobsters watched my wife's ass as she walked away. I was struck stupid.
"What did they give you?" I asked.
"A cigarette." My wifey doesn't even smoke but I was more than impressed by her daring that we quickly went back to the room and I can still remember fucking my wife with such intensity that I broke the condom. You could probably guess, but I'm not the condom breaking type of guy, so I felt like the fuckin Incredible Hulk when that tiny piece of latex snapped under the pressure of my passion for the wife.
Another reason why this really is my fantasy is for the longest time Wifey felt suspicious about my intentions for her to find a lover because she thought that I may use her extramarital fun as a reason for me to have my fair share of fun with other women. Now, I may not be as hot as my wife, but I get a few looks and smiles from other women from time to time, but I have absolutely zero desire to fuck other women. I'm not gay and I think women are amazing, but for me it starts and stops with my wife. I'm nuts for my Wifey and I couldn't find a better woman, so why bother. Wifey is the ultimate. She cooks, she cleans, she's entertaining, and, as you all can tell from our HNTs, Wifey is flat out beautiful.
2. I have always had a problem distinguishing between fantasy and reality. No, I don't think there are superheroes out there in attractive spandex costumes. I don't believe in aliens, ghosts, or even Justin Bieber. I play video games but I have never lost touch with the Call of Duty world while on a Sunday afternoon at Petco buying dog food. But I do have a problem with fantasy when my Wifey is my fantasy, and she is gorgeous and I get to see her naked all of the time. Like almost everyday. I get to have sex with my fantasy and it's incredible. She touches my dick, it goes hard. She coughs and my dick goes hard. She does the dishes and my dick goes hard. My Wifey puts the bone in my boners.
3. This blog is not exactly helping me keep my fantasies in check. When my Wifey posts her HNT and she gets a great response, this makes the Wifey very happy. For me though, I also love reading other gentlemen's comments about how attractive my wife is but this feeds my fantasy which makes it hard for me to separate fantasy v. reality, and this pretty much makes it totally impossible for me to not understand why Wifey wouldn't be at the same level of interest in her being shared as I am.
Also, even more than hearing what other men think of my wife's HNTs, I love reading my wife's posts. Not only do her readers learn about my wife's kinky side, but I have learned a lot from just reading her posts too. I have learned about previous Wifey experiences that I thought I already knew everything about, and that has been worth making this blog, but then I also get to find out more about my wife's fantasy. I don't know if she would agree with my calling her additional restaurant service a fantasy, but I think more than needing the money, my wife would really like to role play with another man so that she could please him so much that she could learn her sexual value. I could be completely wrong again about her fantasy like I was in my post "WifeyCANDY" but that is why this blog has been so much fun for me and I hope for my Wifey.
I guess it comes down to how me and the Wifey enjoy the fantasy. I don't know if my wife will ever enjoy the fantasy in the way that I would like her to enjoy it, but I need to appreciate that I am lucky to have such a wonderful wife who does love me enough to try to accept my strange fantasy. I have no doubt that Wifey would enjoy the excitement, desire, and passion that would come from her taking a lover, but she isn't there yet and all my confidence comes off as insensitive pressure to just do it already. That wouldn't be great for anyone. I'm just a stupid hubby who loves his wifey too much at times. And I owe my sweet Wifey an apology and an even more important public statement of trust that if this happens it will happen and if it doesn't happen, I still have an amazing wife to fall back on.
I love you Wifey :-)
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wifey's Clarification
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Hmmmm, interesting. I thought my hubby's interpretation of what we discussed to be very interesting. However, not quite where I was going with the idea or the concept that I had in mind. I guess in print we are technically saying the same thing but in theory I found his wording to be off track. Let me explain...
He is right that we are hustling a little to make ends meet these days. He is right that I adore businessmen...so clean cut, so well-dressed, so professional and usually well mannered, they travel, they are powerful, they usually smell nice...ahhh. However, I see vulnerability and loneliness in them too. They are forced speak meeting-speak all day and required to act appropriately for long periods of time. I see someone who goes back to a boring, beige, cold, silent hotel room at the end of a long day. I see someone who might want to unwind with a glass of wine and some friendly, real conversation about whatever is on their mind.
I wait on these men, or groups of men, constantly and I always sense a sort of hopefulness from them. In some men it comes across as creepy and dirty or just down right desperate. This icky feeling comes from the men who see a waitress and automatically assume we are all easy sluts who will screw anything that will throw a few extra bucks at us. Some men see a waitress and see a captive audience for misogynistic remarks they can't dole out to their bitter, unhappy wives. Some men treat a waitress like a piece of meat who needs to laugh at their every horribly unfunny joke and then fetch them their every need only to not repay them with an adequate tip for dealing with their bullshit.
Sorry, bitter waitress tangent, back to the hopefulness...
the men I am attracted to emit a hopefulness without even knowing it, maybe it's because I give them a smile or accidentally brush against their shoulder when I refill their water. Then, a sort of mild chemistry starts. They notice when I come to the table, they look me in the eye but do not stare, they have manners, they tip well. Maybe they feel a little like themselves for the first time all day and don't want it to end but can't just ask the waitress to come back to their hotel room in front of all their coworkers.
So, I started thinking. How could my food service and adequate tip escalate into more than just food service and more than just and adequate tip? I, in no way, want a sugar daddy as hubby suggested. Having a sugar daddy implies I just want to be spoiled for no reason. No, I'm a hard working girl and am willing to earn my dough. I was especially careful with my wording too when talking to hubby so as not to make him think that his faithful, innocent wifey is all the sudden having prostitute fantasies! I guess I just fantasized about two people meeting by chance, having some chemistry, and fulfilling some needs. It is only natural that I would continue to see my customers as customers...but in a different light. You still following me, here? It's a slippery slope.
Imagine the possibilities.
We meet back at the hotel bar. He has had a long day. He flies home tomorrow to where-ever-land. We have a glass or two of wine and talk about whatever and nothing. He asks if I'd like to come back up to his room for a little bit. He sits in one of the hotel room chairs. I help him loosen his tie and move behind him to rub his neck and shoulders. He pulls me around to stand in front of him. He moves his hands up my legs and once he gets to my hips I straddle him. We kiss slowly and passionately. I begin unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his neck. I untuck his shirt and he removes mine. He kisses my neck and firmly holds me to him. He picks me up and places us on the bed....I'm sure you kind readers know what goes on from here without all the gory details, as my hubby has made quite clear I am rather shy and figure you have your imaginations from here on out. In the end, my businessman had a good time and a warm body to caress. I leave with my gratuity and smirk.
What do you think? Would this really happen? Would any of you weary travelers do something like this if the oportunity presented itself? Just wondering. Tell me about it.
WifeyCANDY
Our Thanksgiving was long and tiring but not in a family dinner way. The Wifey and I had to work this year, and at the Wifey's restaurant job, she had the pleasure to serve an unpleasant looking gray Turkey dinner for other family's Thanksgiving.
Now the Wifey and I don't enjoy working on Thanksgiving, but in these tough times we got to hustle a little just to pay rent nowadays so there isn't a lot of extra. After the Wifey's shift tonight, as we were relaxing on the couch, watching an intense Apprentice episode on DVR, that Wifey came up with this interesting product.
Wifey is about the most innocent looking woman ever, so maybe it was the wine or it could have just been the Apprentice synergy but Wifey suggested a new way to add a little spice to our bank account. WifeyCANDY
Wifey is always serving groups of businessmen, and the men of business are her weakness and they usually eat up her cutesexiness. She loves the whole clean cut smart classy man sort of thing and they love her girl next door look. Let's just say that we never miss an episode of Mad Men in this house.
So the Wifey told me that recently she has had an impulse to pick out a lonesome businessman from her night job. In her restaurant, businessmen are everywhere and they are always waiting for their flights or in town for a conference, and maybe they would like a little cute wifey attention. Maybe they are married and the idea of bringing another woman back to their hotel room has always been their fantasy and their own wife would never find out about my wifey. The wifey would be a wonderful treat after a long business conference, and if the tip was nice then everyone would win. WifeyCANDY for a SugarDaddy?
I love this naughty idea from the Wifey, but we wanted to hear what other people thought about Wifey getting a businessman SugarDaddy who would treat my Wifey and my Wifey would treat them in her fantastic way, and I would finally get to become the Cuckold Hubby who waits for his Wifey at home while she is getting all hot and bothered, businessman style! Whew!
I really think that my Wifey deserves a lover who could send her to another orbit of pleasuretown and I have no problem if that lover wanted to treat her with treats. I am laying down the challenge to the Wifey. You, the reader, know what my Wifey looks like nearly naked, and I promise her face is just as sexy as her body, so help me encourage the shy Wifey to accept, not just my challenge, but OUR challenge to go for a BIG extra TIP from her next handsome businessman customer, and who knows, maybe you will get seated in her section.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
HNT - Happy Thanksgiving
I love the holiday season, and Thanksgiving is the perfect middle between the sexy Halloween and the joyful Xmas. The food, the football, and the food make for one gluttonous delightful day for this hubby and I just want to give a huge shout out to my amazing Wifey, because she puts my Thanks in Thanksgiving.
I am Thankful for my Wifey because everyone thinks she is so Sweet and Innocent in our boring normal lives but you, our now 52 followers! get to read and see a side of her that would shock those loud people that fill up our everydays.
I am Thankful for my Wifey because she fills my belly every Thanksgiving with the most amazing foods and treats. She buys me wine and weed whenever I am in need and she makes me crazy tasty dinners all the time, not just on the 3rd Thursday in Novemebers. Seriously, she's a black belt in Kick Ass meals.
Finally, I am Thankful for my Wifey because she is just the best Wifey in the world. She is way too pretty for me and she even puts up with my spells of moodiness. She deserves a much better husband, or at least a hot Friend With Benefits, but until she comes to her senses...let me share my wifey with you in a picture that I have named, My Orange Crush: