*I wrote this story a year ago and foolishly deleted my old account. I had his and a few other stories saved on my Google drive and wanted to get back to writing again. Ava and I have continued seeing each other a few times a month. It’s gotten hotter and hotter as time has gone on. I posted* [*this pic*](https://www.reddit.com/r/UTGW/comments/11ad9zj/my_hotwife_likes_to_be_stretched_out_regularly_mf/) *not long ago of one of our sessions. Hopefully I’ll find time to post a few of our follow-up adventures.*
I’ve developed a thing for committed women. You can’t blame me. It’s a product of a repressed upbringing and sudden sexual freedom combined with what is perhaps a kink for being desired by someone else’s woman, if such a thing exists. The low chance of becoming emotionally involved is an added plus.
In that light, the hotwife scene has been a total revelation for me.
This story will deviate a bit from my usual telling. Everything I’ve written previously has occurred long ago. I’ve written retrospectively, finding enjoyment in dwelling on past events and reliving through retelling. This story is very much in the present and still developing. As I begin writing, just over 24 hours removed from these events, I’m still gathering the pieces of my blown mind and reassembling them. Forgive the stream of consciousness that’s about to follow. It may be as muddled as my dopamine-overloaded brain.