This chapter contains a lot of conversations and banter as I believe the exchanges between two parties is what makes a story hot, sexy and erotic. Not just the actions alone. As Chapter 4 explores further, it will develop into 4 sub-series of how my wife became who she is before resuming on Chapter 5 - where she lives out her fantasies.
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In the last chapter, a whole new side of her was revealed to me for the first time. Her willingness to indulge and embrace such debauchery, further leads me to believe that she had been very wild in the past beneath that gentle demure she carried. But one can only guess for now.
That being said, I haven't regretted a single bit thus far. She loved it, obviously. And so do I. But how far would we go? Who knows. As with all life, if I knew I wouldn't be here. Would that affect our marriage? Not at all, it brought us closer than ever before.
It's very important to realise that we both wanted it. We both enjoyed it just as much together. And that is also how we're going to enjoy sex in the future.
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Back home, we haven't quite really talked about what happened on the boat after that day, not because we didn't like it or that it created any tension between us. But because being home means returning back to reality and within the environment of people we know, it toned us down. We quickly settled back in and began our married lives together in our own space.
She had quit her job as she never actually had to work, given that I was able to cover all of our expenses and more. With that much free time, she regularly works out at a gym just a couple of streets down and occasionally goes shopping alone. Only once a month or so, she hangs out with her friends for a high tea or girl's night out. I came to know during our dating years that she disliked hanging out with them too often as they feel very uptight and sensitive with just about anything. But she particularly hated their gossiping attitude. In her words, "I could only tolerate that much of it so I rather meet them once or twice a month. Not more than necessary."
It was only two months later that our bedroom sex started to get back to the wild side. I guess, starting a new life in a different status and everything else thrown into the mix, had caught us in that transition phase. On one of the nights, I decided to bring that topic back up and frankly, I'm beginning to miss the wild actions we did.
"You know, we should try doing what we did again," I just casually remarked after making love with her.
"Oh? Which one are you referring to?" She asked.
"Hmm... All of it I supposed. I love how you embraced the idea of flashing your remarkably gorgeous body to strangers and I love it even more when strangers groped you freely."
She paused in her thoughts as though reminiscing back the nights and allowing herself to indulge in those moments again. She was noticeably stirred.
"Greedy aren't you? And?"
I wasn't expecting that from her. She probably knew that wasn't the end of it. Or perhaps she is insinuating that she was also hoping for more. Looking back at her, I replied. "And... I especially love watching you get ravaged by a group of men or strangers. Completely letting yourself loose and performing all of those dirty acts with them."
Her face flushed and her body trembled lightly. She was just staring straight up but you can obviously tell she's aroused yet holding back.
She whispered, hoarsely. "Especially?"
She noticed that keyword where I emphasized a fair bit more. To which I whispered back in her ears, "Yesss.. Don't you?"
She let out a very soft moan and closed her eyes before nodding her head.
"Tell me. Do you miss that?"
She looked straight into my eyes, licked her lips and said firmly. "Yes."
"Do you... want to do that again?"
This time, she didn't reply. But I can tell from her eyes and the response of her body, she wants it.
"I want you to say it and admit it to me." I commanded.
"But... we're too close to home," She hesitantly expressed her concerns. Now, I know what bothers her.
"Well... what goes behind the door, is no one's business. Besides, even if we were to do it again, we don't have to play with people we might know yet." Again, emphasising on the word yet.
"But... I'm also afraid of people knowing what we did and how.. They look at me." She said with a concerning tone.
"I know. I won't mask it and lie to you to say that there's no chance of it happening. But perhaps if I explained it this way, you may understand the perspective better - Do you think those porn stars and hookers enjoyed those demeaning stares from others and how they get judged? I don't think anyone who's sane enough would like that. And most of them did what they had to do out of necessity, not just for pleasure. Most certainly not. But if you let how people see you bother the way you wish to live, then you would be living miserably."
She listens in quietly, trying to register what I said with consideration. She knows I am right about some parts of it but still worries about what's beyond our control. "And if... things do go out of control?"
I smiled looking at her. "Then that's something we both have to deal with, together. The way people see or judge you, reflects on me too. Just as much, if not more for a man. Of course, it's always easier for men to say that because the chastity of a woman is way more than that and way more important. I get that too. But again, you would've been living as a person that others expect you to be rather than how you want to live."
Her perplexed expression shows a level of uncertainty yet carries an equal amount of understanding and realisation. And her face suddenly changed.
"And you compared me with those porn stars and hookers?" She stared.
"Uhh... No, don't twist my words. I never said that. But... from a fantasy point of view, that would've been soooo incredibly hot!" I responded jokingly with some hints.
"Oh I'm sure you would love to see that don't you?" She made a sly grinned. I just smiled and flipped her over for a rough fucking she's been waiting for. We collapsed on each other soon after, feeling revitalised and connected again from all the silence we have had since we returned. In our hearts and minds, we knew we cared. We crave. We desire. But some things take time to reconcile before embracing forward.
"Have you now imagined your wife as a porn star or a hooker?" She softly whispered.
I sheepishly nodded back, not entirely sure if she would feel offended or perhaps, turned on.
"Which one is it?"
I lifted myself up to look back at her. "You're not offended that I think of you this way?"
"Well.. those are just fantasies no? Unless you really wanted me to be..." she left that statement open, not wanting to conclude whatever we both had in mind and leaving it to me it seems.
It's my turn to hesitate because it's one thing to fantasize, it's another to really make it happen. I threw that question back at her. "To be what?"
She knew what I was playing at and she gladly played along. Her seductive expression muttered the very words that will forever be ingrained in my mind. "Unless.. you wanted me to be.." now it's her choice to choose either one or perhaps, both.
"A hooker." That was her choice. I instantly erected and shivered. And she most certainly felt that alright. She smiled gracefully, "A hooker it is then."
And we fucked like teenagers again before we fell asleep.
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The reconciliation of our emotions, thoughts and concerns had amped up our sexual thirst for one another as well as the roleplaying part in our bedroom. For the next couple of weeks, we begin reminiscing about the acts we did during our big day as it's an opposite thing you would do after making your vows. We role played some other scenes with her as a hooker and even replayed the video to get really sexually crazed. Every one of those nights, we always ended up fucking like rabbits.
But I know it's never the same again for her. What we had now is what most people would call it, making love with a connection. Sure, a lot wilder, rougher, crazier and maybe involving some roleplaying, but nevertheless it's a lovemaking session between a couple. But she what had experienced on the boat, that's fucking.
And every woman, just like man, needs a good fucking from time to time.
One night after we had a good rough sex, I decided to broach that topic again. "So would you do it?"
"What? The things we did on the boat or the roleplays? I don't know. I mean, we can't be walking up to a random stranger and say, 'hey! Would you like to fuck me?" She joked sarcastically.
"Why not? You did just fucked 3 strangers whom you only met 2 days prior." I joked along. She slapped me on my arms while grinning away, knowing full well that it is true. She did just fucked 3 strangers, it's just not that random is all.
"I'm kidding, of course. Forget about finding a guy, I'm just asking you if that's something we want to continue doing as a lifestyle."
"What do you mean by that?" She was puzzled by my response.
"I meant to say, this could be a part of how we live, like we talked about previously. On normal days and hours, we're just like any other people living their lives and getting through the routines. At night, we can have a different lifestyle that helps us get it out of the system. That could be fun, you know."
She pondered on what I said. "That does sound nice and interesting."
"Yeah, right? We can just let things happen naturally. We don't need to seek out for it, but if one comes knocking at the door, I just thought we can embrace it and see where that leads to."
"Ok, I'm agreeable with that. Sounds reasonable. What's the boundary then? Friends? Friends of friends? Or just complete strangers?"
I jumped up knowing that she's onboard to try this out for real. What we had at the resort doesn't need to be just a past or a dream. It can become reality now. "Well... you decide, I'm cool with it. You know how my buddies thirsted for you for eons."
"Is that so? I know that night they did say that, but that's because I was all dolled up and made pretty."
"Correction - you were dolled up to make you even prettier than you already are."
She smiled gently at that compliment. "But no, I wasn't aware they thirsted for me. I mean, they have seen hotter ones around the campus, I'm not the only one there you know."
