I’ve posted a lot of stories over the last few months of my hotwife adventures and I’ve been asked a few times why I’ve only played with most people once. Well it’s times to tell the story of the guy I got obsessed over.
Bit of background, I’m 37f husband is 39m and we’ve been together 20 years and been hotwifing pretty much from the start. I was 23 when I met Nicky, he was 30. I met him online on a hook up forum, told him I wasn’t single but allowed to play. He was by no means the best looking guy to message me but we got on well and had a good chat.
Within a week I’d stopped talking to any other men, I’d sent him a few photos and agreed to meet him that weekend at his. On the surface it was like any other meet I’d had, my boyfriend picked out an outfit and drove me there first thing Saturday morning. I told him goodbye and I’d message him when I was done.
I knocked on and he let me in, straight away I felt an electricity I still can’t describe. He was nothing special to look at but I couldn’t describe the feeling, I just wanted him straight away but I held back. He made us a drink and we sat on the sofa chatting and I was just waiting for him to put his drink down so I could jump in. Eventually he did and I just pounced on his knee and started kissing him. Within seconds I had whipped my top and bra off and pushed my tits in to his face while reach down and pulling his dick out of jogging bottoms, pulled my underwear to the side and pushing it straight inside me. I instantly started riding him full throttle, I couldn’t stop kissing him and telling him how much I wanted him. I was grabbing the back of his head with one hand pulling him closer to kiss me and playing with my tits with the other hand. I came straight away and then again a couple of minutes later. I wanted him so bad I thought I was going to cry and then when he said he was going to cum I just carried on and for the first time since I had got with my boyfriend I let some else cum inside me.
I quickly climbed off and started giving him head to try and get him hard again. To cut a long story short I got there at 9am Saturday morning and was supposed to be done by mid afternoon but I didn’t end up leaving until Tuesday morning and only then because Nicky had to go to work.
This was the start of a six month obsession. Every day I was texting him, any time he would ask for a picture he’d get it, he’d ask when I was at work, ask when I was driving my car, ask while I was having dinner with my husband. If he didn’t get a picture within an hour of asking he’d punish me by not talking to me for 24 hours and I’d be counting down the hours and while he was giving me the silent treatment I’d send pictures and videos to try and persuade him. I’d even set an alarm on my phone for when the 24 hours was up so I could read his message straight away.
One time he said he was at a job near my work and wanted me to come see him on my lunch break. I was so excited that I practically ran down the road to his job, got in his van and just pounced on him. I didn’t care who could see. I ended up giving him head and then going back to work. For the next three weeks he was working there this became our routine. I asked him if he could drive up to my work to save me walking in the rain sometimes but he said “no you walk to me or you don’t see me” so I did. Sometimes he wouldn’t even kiss me or touch me, I’d get in his van and he’d already have his dick out, I’d do it and then he’d just get out and say “I’m going to have lunch with my mates”.
I would genuinely do whatever he wanted to make him happy. Pictures videos whenever he wanted, even phone calls whenever he wanted. Throughout this whole thing I was still having sex with my husband and our relationship was still strong but the way our lifestyle had always been was strictly everyone else was just for play and nothing more but even though I thankfully never brought up in my head I was thinking this could be a poly situation where I have two relationships.
Three things happened that made me realise I was taking this too far.
One time i was at the wedding of my best friend, it was a later one where the meals weren’t going to be served until 7 so speeches and meals wouldn’t be finished until 8/8:30 and the plan the whole day had been that my husband was going to drop me off at nickys after, who was also at a party, and then he was going to bring me home in the morning on his way to work. Well at half seven Nicky text me and said he was home already and to go round whenever. I’m ashamed to say that I hardly listened to the speeches or touched my food after that and as soon as the speeches were done I told my husband I was going to Nickys, told the bride i didn’t feel well and just drove off the 45 minutes to his house and literally ran up his driveway and through the front door. I even forgot to lock my car and left my bag, phone and purse in there I was in such a rush to get out.
The second one was Nicky was going on stag do to London for a weekend and wanted me to be down there so we could meet up. He couldn’t afford to pay so I paid for myself and booked in to the same hotel as him for Friday and Saturday night. The first night he never came to see me because he was too drunk, Saturday day time he never even replied to my texts, Saturday night he text me at 9 and said he would come to my room after. I got all excited and dressed up for him then at midnight he messaged me and said he’d pulled another woman and was taking her back to his hotel room. I asked if he wanted me to join them and he said no. I even asked if could watch and he replied “lol” and that was it. We had to check out by midday Sunday and I finally saw him at 10am when he came in to my room and asked for a massage because he was tired. So I did. He told me to do it naked so I did. He told me to be careful of the scratches on his back that the other woman had done so I did. He then told me to kiss them better. I was stunned and started to get upset and he said “are you going to or shall I ask her to do it?” So I did. I kissed his back and his arse cheeks better while tears ran down my face. Then he rolled over and he was hard and had a smirk on his face knowing I’d give him head and I did. Then he left and I drove home.
The third one was his punishments for not sending things in time had gone up to three days no communication. I sent him some photos to try and persuade him and then he messaged me and said for every time I text him the punishment starts again. This was with six hours left on the final day and he was restarted the three days. I was at work and ran in to the toilets and bawled my eyes out. I realised this had gone too far and at the end of the new three days he messaged me and said “good girl” but the spell was broken now. I didn’t reply.
I have seen a lot of times out and about since but never said a word to him even though physically my whole body was screaming for him. A few times I’ve started to walk towards him but then stopped myself. One night I had to leave a bar because he was in there and kept making eye contact with me and smiling and I felt myself smiling back. I’ve never replied to any of his text though.
A few months after our last contact my husband asked why I stopped seeing him so I told him the truth. I wasn’t in love with him but I couldn’t resist him anymore and it was getting too much. I then started crying and told him I definitely had feelings for him though and it felt horrible having feelings for two people at once and wanting them both. I told him I was even going to ask him if we could be officially poly together. I could tell this hurt him a bit but that’s when we came up with the new ground rules of only playing with people once and it’s worked. He said this was the biggest hurdle of the lifestyle and we’ve passed it.
I still occasionally look at nickys profiles on social media and still today 14 years later get the off message from him and see him around but now i just look at him and think “you really asked me to kiss your bum better” and smile to myself lol
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uq0koz/i_23f_at_the_time_am_a_hotwife_who_fell_hard_for