Previously, in my little adventure on the high seas of hot wifing… [chapter two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f90mqk/slutfest_guy_number_two)
(If you skipped the first stories, know that I fucked there random dudes in 24 hours with full approval from my loving and handsome husband. If that’s not your thing that’s ok. It’s ours.)
After my Looney toons adventure I thought I was done. I now knew I needed and wanted a closer connection with the people I let bed me. I learned that dick is cheap and easy and because of that I could choose exactly what I wanted. I felt gorgeous in a way I had never felt before. Empowered in a way I never been previously. What more could I ask for? I thought I was good. I had learned so much about myself and about… “Ding” went my Kik app.
“Ding.” Again… And then once more…
Hmm. Well, it is slut fest… I suppose I should check it out…
He was 20 years my senior, a vet, white, sweet and wanted to test my limits. My D/s limits. Something I had fantasized about but never had an opportunity to try. Did I want to throw all caution to the wind and go for the trifecta? Sure, why not. It’s just sex, right?