Life never goes the way you think it is going to go. Sometimes it is for the worse and sometimes it is for the better. It is just one of those things that you have to be fluid with. You can plan and try to figure out all the details but chances of life sticking to that plan you made are not very likely in my experience.
So first and foremost my name is Brooke. I started off a very not planning person. Stepping foot into college I had no idea what I wanted to be, no map of how to get there, no real care that I lacked either. College was about me being on my own, and doing what I wanted to do. So for two and a half years I majored in general studies during the week and my weekends were full of friends, parties, and sex. Yes, you heard me right, sex.
Growing up in my household most things were flexible except that my father felt no reason we needed to be dating and absolutely no reason to be having sex or even thinking about it. My father saw me kiss my prom date once, which he was already unhappy about, and he told him that he wasn't welcome back at our house. I spent my high school years hearing about people dating and trying things and I was an outsider.
College was my freedom card. I lived in my dorm room, not my parent's house, so my life was mine to control and I was ready to have some fun. So for two and a half years I explored my options and sewed my wild seeds.
Halfway through my junior year it clicked when a party friend of mine was on her fifth year of college and no closer to a degree then when she first came through the doors. I was having a lot of fun but maybe it was time to be thinking about doing something more. I made an appointment with my college advisor and actually settled on a major and began looking to the future.
The next change into my future was meeting Justin. It was the normal song and dance as I went to a party looking to have a good time and during the party a guy came up and started talking to me. Justin was different though even if I couldn't say what it was. We didn't have sex that night. We actually traded numbers and began dating. I guess it was time to put my days of one-night stands and party sex behind me as well.
For the next two years, life became more serious as I now had a serious boyfriend and direction. I began to become a planner. My party attendance dropped as I focused more on my degree and my free time was spent with Justin. I guess party missed my free and easy life from before but I was growing up and I felt it had been a fair trade for what I was getting.
About six months after graduating college Justin asked me to marry him and I said yes. A small company offered me a job handling their accounting department and the plan was on for the house, white picket fence, and everything else. Friends would call or we would go grab a drink and we'd talk about the wild days and remember them as the good times.
One year later I would not have expected a decision I would make would take me down the road it would. I was sitting at my desk talking with a co-worker about being able to keep clothes clean. I couldn't tell you the specifics about how we came to it but we made a bet for ten dollars that I couldn't wear white pants to work and keep them clean all day long. I bet that I could and he bet that I couldn't.
The following day I wore my white pants to work and managed to win the bet by keeping them clean all day long. Now the white pants I wore I knew they were form fitting so I had to wear a thong with them to keep from showing my panty lines. I did not know though that under commercial lighting in a building they were slightly see through or at least to the point that you could see that I was wearing a thong. I also knew that my boss liked me but I felt it was just in the way an employer likes an employee that is nice and good working. The day I wore my white pants I think I saw my boss about three times as much as I do on a normal day and he seemed to always be super nervous when he was talking. In fact, I saw a lot more of my male coworkers that day than normal days.
It was three days later that my ignorance would get a wakeup call. My sixty something year old boss Tom called me to his office. He asked me to close the door, which he never does, and we talked about standard business for about five minutes. I thought we were almost done when he started saying how good I looked the other day in my white pants and about how I just lit up on the office everyday with my smile and good looks. This is when it finally clicked in my brain that my boss was attracted to me. On one had I was liking the praise but on the other hand my sixty plus something boss was hitting on me. I gave a small smile and laugh and got out as soon as I could.
That night at home I was nervous to talk about my work day with Justin. He was my husband and I'm sure he wouldn't appreciate knowing that my boss of all people was hitting on me or at least had a crush on me. Considering though that I normally did talk about my day and vent to him he was quick to know something was wrong. I finally caved in and told him about Tom's flirting and the added attention with my outfit. To my surprise he was not angry, he simply shook his head and laughed.
Now would be a good point to mention Justin and I share a good sex life together. We like bringing toys into the bedroom, role playing with each other, lingerie, dressing up, little games, you name it we have fun with it. Well that night Justin and I had some intense sex. Our sex was good normally and neither of us had complaints or went without orgasms or satisfaction but that night Justin was out to fuck me like a beast. It was super satisfying for both of us.
About a week passed before the next major change hit me. I had been feeling super awkward around my boss at first but things were going back to normal. Maybe he was sensing I was returning his affection and was backing off. I was lying in bed at home next to Justin and we had just finished having sex when he asked me if I was attracted to my boss. To say this caught me off guard was an understatement. I at first thought it might be a badly timed joke. It was also this moment when Justin asked me if I knew what a hot wife was. This I drew a blank to besides a wife that was considered attractive. Justin told me that it was a fun little sexual game and that he would send me a link tomorrow and told me to get some sleep. Good luck there and thanks sweetie.
My sleep was filled with weird dreams of my boss telling me I looked good and Justin simply sitting there and shaking his head while laughing a little. To say I didn't sleep well would be an understatement. The next morning, I tried to get more out of Justin about why he asked me the questions and what he was sending me and he just told me to relax and not worry so much. More stuff that wasn't going to happen.
At worked I checked my phone and email like I was waiting for a lottery check to come through on one of them. Justin kept me waiting till just after lunch before I got his text with an online address.
The site explained the idea of a couple and more specifically a wife becoming a hot wife. A married woman would begin having sex outside of her marriage but unlike a typical affair the husband would often know about it. In fact, the woman would often tease her husband with photos, text, or even calls. Now I really had no idea why Justin had asked me about this. Was he wanting me to role play this with him? Did he actually want to do something like this? My focus for the rest of the afternoon was shot and as soon as the end of the work day was there I was out the door.
Justin was sitting on the couch waiting for me. I sat down across from him and went to start asking questions when he raised his hand and asked me to listen for just a little bit. He went on to explain that this had been something he had come across a couple of years ago that had been a huge turn on for him. He had been expecting it to pass like a lot of things eventually do but it had actually become even more of a sexual attraction for him. He said he had often thought about telling me about it but he was unsure of how I would act. The incident with my boss had been a turning point for him though and his desire to pursue this had gone through the roof. In a closing statement he told me that if I found this to be disgusting to simply let him know and he would never bring it up again but to please not judge him or start yelling and to simply let it sink in. With that he went into the kitchen and began working on making dinner.
It was an awkward night as not much conversation went on. I did as he asked though and let his words sink in as I processed them and how I felt about all of it. What do you say when your husband says he wants you to have sex with someone else and tell him about it? Justin and I are very sexual and open to a lot of things so we this really out of line? When we got married we agreed to forsake all other but we weren't really religious people. We didn't go to church so was it not a real vow or did it change because it was my husband telling me to stray? The whole thing made my head hurt way more than it probably should have.
For the next week though I was in a weird spot. Everything went back to the way it had been before. Justin said nothing about or conversation and my boss had gone back to his usual friendly self before I had been made aware of his attraction to me. The only one that seemed to be off was myself as the thoughts went through my head. It was finally a friend that helped me clear things up, even though she had no idea.
