From Online Wife To Real Hot Wife

How Online Wife Cindy Becomes Real Hot Wife Sindy

As told by Sindy Slutt to Soaul Meme

In the essay, The Sex Lives of Married Women over age 35 in Adult/Sex Chatrooms, I wrote about my impressions of the sex lives of married women over age 35 in Adult/Sex Chatrooms. The following chronicles exchanges between one online wife and myself. We each relate our own experiences-- Cindy/Sindy (italics) and Soaul (bold).

It started with me privately direct messaging a woman in a Sex Chatroom nicknamed 'Flsub' [Florida submissive]. I introduced myself as '..an older Dom' and inquired if '..her husband knew she had fun [sex] with other men.' She responded that she didn't have sex with other men but wished she did.

Once a wife responds (and about 1 in 5 did) I start inquiring about their intimate sex lives (it is a Sex Chatroom after all!) and they responded. Cindy's subsequent online responses illustrate many of the typical married sex issues and wants/needs detailed by most married women.

Cindy's story then continues when she shares how with my direction she manages her marital relationship to have her husband allow her sexual exploration with other men and subsequently shares her early sexual encounters.

Finally, this story relates our day long sex date scheduled six months after our initial online meeting while I was visiting her home state.

Soaul:

In the Fall of 2021, I chatted with Cindy, a wife in her early 50's, who was tired of her routine and lustless married sex. She wanted to explore her sexuality but would not cheat. So, she chatted in Sex Chatrooms as a substitute for real life sexual exploration. I asked and she told me her and her husband's story.

Cindy:

We met in high school and started dating when I was 19 and Phil was 18. Other than a short breakup, we dated for the next two years. While not overly religious, I was raised Catholic and didn't fool until Phil.

We were each other's first. Our breakup was after we had had sex; so, Phil wasn't my only lover but by the time we got married at the ages of 21 and 20 we both had had very few partners.

Fast forward 30 years and Phil has a successful career with his company and I was working from home in the electronic equipment field. We had 4 children, 3 of which had grown and one left the house. We had a good life but you can imagine after 30-plus years of sex, there wasn't much fire left.

We still had sex (usually weekly) and it was pleasurable but it had become routine. I started going to Sex Chatrooms to explore what I had missed out on since I had married so young. Cheating was not an option for me, going back to the whole Catholic guilt thing but I wanted more... and I wasn't getting any younger.

Soaul:

Chatting with Cindy revealed that she (like many women online) wanted to get pleasure by being used sexually by a man for his pleasure, i.e., 'get fucked'. She claimed to be submissive and wanted to submit to Dominant men. In fact, in the past she had been tempted to cheat with an Alpha/Dom ex-coworker she flirted with and she admitted he would certainly be her first 'other man' if it was allowed.

I then related to Cindy that I had three decades of BDSM experience and knew a lot about Domination/submission (D/s) which increased her interests in our chats.

I then shared a free BDSM-related erotica novel I wrote during the lockdown. It is about a wife's voluntary abduction to a weekend of sex slavery arranged by her husband. She read and liked it.

At my request Cindy took a free BDSM test which revealed her top sex proclivities to be: Voyeur, 98%, Switch 93% (at times Dominant and other times submissive), Experimentalist 90%, Non-monogamist 83%, Submissive 83%, Rope Bunny 83% (be tied up and restrained) and Vanilla 73% (regular, standard sex and relationships). These results unveiled the basis for her desire for submissive sexual exploration with other Alpha/Dom men. It also suggested that, like many 'Switch' married women, she could dominate, a.k.a, Domme, her husband while submitting to Dominant, a.k.a, Dom, men.

After chatting for a while, I asked Cindy if she had a picture she shared online. She did and posted it privately for me to see. The picture showed a lovely and very sexy woman in a red sensual nightgown.

Since it was obviously not a selfie I asked her who took the picture. She replied that her husband Phil had taken several like pictures and, in fact, he had recently paid for a set of boudoir pictures of her.

Having encounter candaulism, i.e., the sexual practice or fantasy in which one person exposes their partner, or images of their partner, to other people for their voyeuristic pleasure, many times in Sex Chatrooms, I informed Cindy that Phil was very likely showing her pictures to other men online.

Cindy was very incredulous that Phil would share her sensual pictures with other men. Believing she could Domme her husband, I suggested she confront him and she agreed. She also agreed to email me to let me know what happened.

Cindy:

Having taken the previous sexy pictures of me, Phil had been pushing me to get boudoir photos for a while and I agreed as part of our 30th anniversary gift to each other. He was very excited to receive them and I thought the photographer did an amazing job.

None of the pictures were nudes but instead very sexy poses in various lingerie and one open robe shot that just hinted of nipple. I never thought about what Phil might do with them until Soaul suggested he was sharing them online.

When I asked Phil if he was sharing my pictures online, he denied it at first. When I pressed he finally gave in "I have a very sexy wife, why not show her off? I make sure no one sees your face".

I was more than a bit upset and asked why he did it. He said he loved hearing that other men find me sexy.and how they would use me. I asked if he 'got off' on that kind of talk and after an awkward silence, he admitted he did.

I told Phil I needed time to think about all of this and I knew I needed to chat with Soaul.

Soaul:

Once Cindy emailed me that I was right about Phil's online candaulism, I directed her to go back to him and inform him that she wanted to explored her sexuality with other men. I suggested he most likely would agree to it.

Cindy:

After a day to reflect and consider what Soaul had said, I talked with Phil again. I wasn't upset anymore but rather curious about what he said about other men lusting after me. We sat in bed after things quieted down and I just asked him to explain where his head was.

He said he loved me dearly and when he started talking it seemed like a weight lifted off his chest. Like me, he was just exploring trying to understand his feelings while going beyond our normal routine.

I asked why now and he just shrugged and simply stated. "Why not now?". I asked what he thought if his chats became reality. What if I really did respond to the lust these men had for me. What if they fucked me? He was stunned.

I told him I was exploring too. And my thoughts were very similar to his. While he enjoyed reading how men lusted after me, I wanted to submit to their lust. I wanted to be taken by them, used by them, purely for their sexual pleasure.

While he was still stunned, I told Phil this would never replace the connection we have when we have sex. But I needed something more and he clearly wanted more. Since they were the same need, why not explore it together?

Oddly enough, he never actually said "Yes" out loud. What he did not say was "No". I know Phil and if he really didn't want me to explore, he would have said "No". Perhaps it was a mental escape for him by not saying it and only implicitly consent

Soaul:

Cindy emailed me a day later and notified me that Phil had tacitly agreed to let her explore her sexuality with other men. I then suggested they needed to work out their "Hot Wife Rules" which are agreements between them for her having sex with other men and who these men would be.

Cindy:

After reading some of Soaul's suggestions, I spoke with Phil about how we move forward "We need 'Ground Rules'... agreements ahead of time so there's no misunderstandings between us. We need to be able to trust each other about what is and is not allowed. And we can always change our agreements as we go, as long as we both agree. This is completely new for the both of us, but something we both seem to want."

Phil readily agreed when I suggested the first agreement was that he had the right to say 'No' and I would stop. This seemed to put him at ease. "This isn't just about me", I continued "It's about Us and we can never lose sight of that".

To say I was calm and collected as we had this conversation would be a total lie. My heart was racing and I was barely able to talk out loud... but things needed to be said. We had to at least try this.

"A couple other thoughts" I added going back to the whole Catholic upbringing, "I have never been and don't want to be promiscuous. I do not want to continually find new men. We should take it slow but I'd prefer a regular that we agree on and then see about adding others in the future. And safety and discretion has to be our primary concerns... if something doesn't feel or look right, we don't do it".

Phil easily agreed to this and added "How often would you want to do this and for how long?"

I replied, "I have thought of that... the frequency... I don't think we should start with anything more than once a month. We are exploring... no need to rush. The 'how long' is up to us both. We do it until we have explored enough".

"But how would we find this person and yet still be discreet and safe?" Phil asked, seeming deep in thought. I had given that thought already too. Phil didn't know yet, but he already knew the person I wanted... Dick!

I thought we had gone far enough for one night and replied, "Let's sleep on what we've agreed to tonight and talk again tomorrow. Think about what else you want, and as importantly, don't want and then we can talk about the Who".

Phil kissed me goodnight and as we slipped into bed and started drifting into sleep, I had one image in my head... Dick!

The next morning after breakfast, we continued our conversation. Phil stated "I have one big concern about the regular you talked about last night. Im no idiot. I'm familiar with the Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus thing. Women's emotions are involved in sex. How do we deal with that? I have no interest in you finding a boyfriend" Phil finished emphasizing the last sentence.

"I have thought about that last night too. I think I have a good candidate." I took a deep breath before uttering the name "Dick." Phil looked at me incredulously. "Dick?!? He's an asshole!" Phil stammered.

Quick background on Dick. One word that best describes Dick is EGO. Dick is all about Dick. He used to flirt with me constantly at work despite knowing I was married. I never lied to Phil and sometimes told him what Dick said. Phil knew I'd never cheat but wasn't thrilled Dick kept flirting with me. To be honest, he kept flirting with me because I'd flirted back. Harmless to me, as I'd remind him I was married before he got carried away. But it still left thoughts in my head about 'What If...?'

So I understood what Phil was saying and I commented, "That makes him the perfect candidate. We both know he can be an ass. He's all ego and I'd never fall for someone like that. I can't and won't be controlled outside of the bed. But inside... I think he'd give us exactly what we both want. We both know he wanted to fuck me...Bad....like real bad! And his personality makes me think he will take me the way I want, the way I need...and you get to watch a man that lusts after me getting your wish.

We both know him and he's not some crazy person. And I don't have any concerns about his discretion. He's bragged before but never with any details so you could figure out who he's talking about.

Also, I promise any communication with him will be via text and strictly related to our sex dates. You can read any and all of our conversations. No small talk. No life conversations. We set a date, he comes in, fucks me, and leaves." I know Phil. He's very logical with his thinking and I had just presented him with a good argument.

"Fine" Phil said finally. "Since you no longer work with him and we don't have to see him outside of this arrangement (he paused as he said that word) he does seem a reasonable choice. But I only agree to one time. Then we talk again."

I walked over and hugged him dearly. "I think we've talked, really talked, in the past week more than we have in many months". Phil nodded and we went about our day.

I was quite distracted at work, with one main thought. How do I approach Dick? Would he really want me if he knew it could happen... really happen? Or was he just flirting with me because he knew I was "safe"?

Soaul:

After Cindy email me that agreement was set she contacted her Alpha/Dom ex-coworker Dick with whom she flirted and wanted to fuck to set up a sex date.

Cindy:

Thinking about contacting Dick had my stomach in knots. It's like sitting on a roller coaster as it starts to move up that first steep incline. The chain clicking.....click click click.... making the knots in your stomach get bigger and bigger as it goes up. I took a breath and sent him a text.

A bit more background. I met Dick when I was an office manager and he was in IT. It wasn't a big office and he was only there a handful of hours each week and on-call if the shit hit the fan with our computers. He took every opportunity to flirt not only with me but with a couple of the other women too. Typical Dick.

As luck would have it, late one afternoon the shit did hit the fan and our server crashed bringing down the entire office including the electronic billing system. I call Dick and told him.

He retorted, "I told your Boss that he needed a new server!! I knew this was going to happen and now I'm going to have to spend all night fixing it!!" I could tell he was frustrated and upset. I pleaded "Dick please. I can't have the office down again in the morning". He relented and said he'd be right over.

I called Phil to tell him that it was going to be a late evening and explained the situation. His voice tightened and I could tell he did not like the idea of Dick and me being alone together late into the evening but he trusted me. "I'll take care of the kiddos. Just get home as soon as you can", he stated.

Fifteen minutes later Dick shows up and he looks upset but speaks to me nicely. "Ok, let's see what we have to deal with" he stated as he moved to the server room. "Fuck!!" I hear him scream. "I'm going to have to rebuild it. This server is a piece of shit!"

"What can I do to make it up to you?" and knowing it's early evening I suggested "Dinner? What can I get you for dinner". Dick replies "Steak. I want a steak dinner. And a good one". I get some petty cash from the office drawer, get the dinner, and bring it back. He's hard at work when I put the food in front of him.

"How's it coming?" I ask softly. "It's going" he responds and finishes a few keystrokes before starting to eat. "This download is going to take a few minutes." he says in between bites.

Dick then looks at me and says "You know what I want to do right now? I want to bend you over your desk and fuck you". I looked at him, somewhat shocked by his bluntness. He adds, "Oh and it won't be soft. I'd take your married pussy hard. Your hips would be bouncing off the edge of that desk. I'd have to wrap my hand full of your hair to keep your body where I want it". He stopped eating and looked at me. "You know you want to fuck me"

"Dick, you're just frustrated and you know I'm married" I said even as my pussy started to get wet. "I could never do that" With that, he went back to his work.

When I finally got home that night, I fucked Phil while thinking about how my desk would feel as I was bent over it.

So yes, I still had Dick's number in my phone. I hadn't talked to him since starting my job from home, but I never deleted his number. And here I was, now about to text the guy who I knew would take me... really take me... and my husband had OK'ed it.

Click, click, click further up that incline goes the roller coaster "How have you been?" I text Dick. How else do you text a man to tell him you want him to fuck you?!? I had no clue what I was doing.

An hour later, Dick texts back "Couldn't get me off your mind, could you?". I laugh to myself... he hadn't changed a bit. "What woman could forget a man like you?!" I tease back. "Still married?" he texts. "Yes I'm still married. Did our 30 year vow renewal during COVID" I text back.

"Congrats. How's the job going?" Dick texts. "Love it. Get to work from home and not have to deal with office politics." I respond. "But, I miss our witty banter in the office though. It's been awhile."

Dick texts "What made you reach out? Need help with something?" Click, click, click as I reached top of the roller coaster incline and holding my breath start down the steep drop.

"Actually yes, I could use some help." I replied. "I don't know how to go about proposing this." As all my nervous energy peaked, I just blurt texted it all out. How Phil and I were looking for something different in our sex lives. And how Phil wanted to see me be taken and I wanted to be taken. How we agreed to let another man fuck me.

"The Desk!" Dick responded. After all this time, the fucker stilled remembered 'The Desk'. "Yes," was my simple reply as I sped further down the steep roller coaster ride.

As my mind and emotions ride the roller coaster, Dick delayed his next response for what seemed forever. "I'm going to make you my slut. I'm going to do things to you that you haven't even fantasized about. And you're going to love every minute of it".

Ego! There's his ego. I've never liked men with inflated egos. But this wasn't a potential boyfriend. This was someone who I wanted to fuck me. Instead of turning me off, it only made me want him more.

The text was shortly followed by a picture of his cock. My heart was already racing when I took in a short breath and two words came to mind. "Holy fuck", I thought. Now my husband is good sized at over 6 inches but Dick looked bigger. Much bigger! While as thick as my husband he had to be over 8 inches.

I've never been focused on size but I had very few partners so I had no idea what size would do or how it would change the sex... but wow, was I was going to find out. I told Dick that I had to talk to Phil some more and would get back to him.

The next day I told Phil I had reached out to Dick. "Well?" He asked quietly. "Oh! he's in" I replied thinking how he will be 'in' in another way too. I couldn't tell if Phil was relieved or upset with that response. "There are more things we should talk about before we take this final step", I added.

Phil agreed and stated "I've been thinking about that...you've always been a flirt, ever since I met you. It didn't bother me because that's just who you are... a social butterfly. What did bother me was the looks the guys who flirted with you gave me. Like they're going to show you how much more of a man they are by getting to fuck you, which they never did. But now... now he's going to and I do not want anyone to humiliate me. He's not taking you from me... We are allowing this to happen".

"I will talk to Dick about this. I don't see this as a problem. Our conversation revolved entirely around me... other than asking if I was still married, you didn't come up" I replied.

To be honest, right after I said it, I was worried that Phil would be concerned about being ignored... in his words, a third wheel in this arrangement... but he never brought it up.