Hi Bill; Feb 4th, 01
You know honey; I have never lied to you, I have never kept any secrets from you, so I have to tell you something, Gees I have a lot to tell you. I will start with the last Friday before you left. When the morning mail arrived, I went to put those Insurance papers away in the folder you said was our "important papers folder" You could have imagined my shock to find that folder was packed with all those nasty filthy short sex stories and fantasizes of yours. Honey, I really was not snooping; it was an honest mistake. I knew I would be dealing with a lot of stuff while you where gone at sea, so I felt I should start as soon as possible.
When I did find them, I started reading your stories. I am glad you used me as your main character, I have always known that you desired me to have sex with others and that you wanted to watch, It did surprise me that you wanted to eat me after I was "fucked" as you put it. The stories did not surprise me at all, something else caught my attention or I should say enlightened me, It was your desire to see me with another woman, and to do Gangbangs. By the way honey, you write very well, I lost myself in every story I read. I could feel what you where saying. I almost started to call you at the base to see if you could come home at lunch, but I remembered that you had to work and get the ship ready to sail. When you got home I was too embarrassed to tell you I found and read your stories.
Remember how I attacked you when you got in? I told you I knew I would not have you for a while, and I wanted to get as much of you as I could. Well that was true, but to be honest, your stories you had hid, just got to me. I mean I had the hot’s all day and nothing I did would cool me off until you got home. The only ones I sort of crunched my nose at, were those stories where you had a dog licking and fucking me. Bill, you have such a filthy sick mind (God I love that mind of yours) I have to say that reading those stories sort of played a lot into my thinking when I did what I did at that bar after you left and then that night. Most people would not get this, but I feel liberated by you. What I mean is most women feel like I did, they are married, they must never do anything that would jeopardize their marriage. As much as we played fantasy games, and I would pretend with you, both of us knew in our hearts that I would never let another man touch me.
Well, between your coaxing, and those nasty stories all about me, anyone should understand that I could do anything sexually I wanted and it would not hurt our marriage. I do not get the time to read all of your stories yet, however I am very busy trying to live them. I just wanted to come clean so to speak and let you to know that I did find them. I also wanted you to know how much they excited me. Finding them and reading what is in your filthy mind did help me make my decision to be what you so badly desired of me. I now know how much you desired me to be a slut. I have to tell you I have had thought about it because of the things I can catch. You know how I hate the feeling of using a condom, and thankfully I cannot get pregnant. I Talked with Dr. Peterson, (my Gynecologist) during my exam on Wednesday morning. I went there and did not have time to douche. I should have, but I was rushing so much, I just plain forgot.
Before he examined me he knew you had left for sea three days earlier. When he looked inside, he commented to me that I must have been very busy, because I was so full of sperm. God how embarrassing, I admitted to him that I was being very sexually active the last three days and he wanted details. I went into as much as I felt he needed to know. He lectured me about safety precautions, and when I told him I would not use any condoms that I hated them. He told I was crazy, but he knew a lot of women like me that had to feel the sperm inside to thoroughly enjoy the act. He told me what to look for in men that would help my chances to not catching anything.
He said, I need to look for clean, healthy well-groomed men, I was to look for needle tracks in the arms, between toes and fingers. I am to ask questions about them having homosexual experiences. He told me the best way to pull that out of them if they where sexually active with other men was to ask them if they ever had sex with another man. He told me to tell them that it turned me on thinking of a guy sucking another or having anal sex. He told me that if they did admit to that to not have sex with them, the most I should do was masturbate them and not let their sperm inside of me. He even said I should refrain from kissing them just to be a little safer. Dr Peterson recommended that if I did intend to have sex outside of our marriage that I/we should to try to stick with married men.
He said that while they are not always safe, they are far safer than single men are. I guess that has been the one thing that has bothered me the most. I mean that day you left and I did it with those two sailors, they were single. I told Dr Peterson about them, and he said chances are they were pretty safe, after all, the Navy keeps you guys pretty clean. The HIV thing is only one thing, but he told me of all sorts of things that I could catch. I have to tell you Bill, when I left his office, I almost decided right then and there to never screw anyone else but you, ever again. He did tell me that if you and I wanted that sort of sexual relationship that we should join one of those sex swing clubs that screens their members. I told him I would talk with you about that. In the mean time he wants me to come in once a week for an exam and blood work, he is also giving me a shot each week to help my body fight off anything bad that may want to attack my body. Once Dr. Peterson realized I was not going to stop having multiple sex partners, he is working with me in order to keep me healthy for you. He did tell me that if I kept this up once you return, you would need to do the same for both of our protection.
I am loosing weight, I know it is because of all the dancing and stuff I am doing. (My health is just great) When I got up today I took the van down and had the oil changed and a complete service. I paid all the bills and I think I should tell you a few other things. I just hope you don’t get mad or upset with me. After paying all the bills for once we are not strapped for money. We now have $8,643.82 in our checking account. I did not go out and get a job I promised you I would not do that, and I will not. About 7 weeks ago Sally invited me to a working company dinner, there where 4 out of town businesspersons at the dinner. Well I ended up going up to their room with them after dinner when all the business talk had finished. When Sally picked me up the next day she told me after they all left for a meeting with her company, she gave me an envelope from her boss; it had ten $100.00 bills in it. He wrote me a note, he told me he ended up getting the contract just because of the night before. He was loosing it until last night, they had told him at dinner they had decided to go with another company. He asked me if I would like to be his official "PR person." My would be to keep the clients happy once or twice a week.
That they say is "that’s how it all started." Well sort of, lets see, how do I say it, a few days later I was invited to a bachelor party. I was to go there and dance real sexy, and if I wanted I could take the groom for his last free fling as a free man. Well, I did, and much, much more. I ended going home with $700.00 from those 12 guys. So my love it looks like you not only have a very loving wife that loves you with every breath, but a whore and slut that makes money fucking her brains out. I call myself a sex-crazed prostitute. Sally hates it when I say that. To tell you the truth, I don’t mind the slut part, because I know how much you love me being one. I don’t mind being called "easy" or a "whore". That is just another set of words for slut. What did get me a little depressed was the money part. Hell I have become such a slut for you, that I would fuck these guys for no money at all, I would do it just for the pure pleasure and then relate what happen to you. I have to tell you honey, it was hard to turn down all that money.
I kept the money in an envelope for weeks before spending a penny. Now we have a new computer, new furniture, new TV’s, VCR’s, I have spent tons of money on cloths. I have ordered you a laptop computer and a brand new Nextel cell phone; that way you can call me, and we can start sending e-mail back and fourth. You will be able to get into News groups and read the alt.sex.stories. You should get it soon after you get this letter. I am also sending you a "sex" care package. I am sending you 4 set of panties all in the triple plastic bags I wore them home from the last three all night sex parties. You won’t be able to lick my "freshly fucked pussy" as you love to write about, but it is as close to it as I can think of for right now. I put them on me as my vagina drained out sperm and of course all my own juices. They stink like crazy, but I do think you would love to smell them and to suck on my crotch patch. I’ll make it a point to send you a pair every now and then. I wrap them up when they were soaking wet, I just hope they are that way when you get them.
Your mom called today, and was not happy when the guy that stayed here last night answered the phone. I told her he was a plumber and because I was in the bathroom I asked him to get the phone. I think she was not 100% convinced. Any way, if she wasn’t, she will most likely write you and tell you I am cheating on you. Gees, if she only knew you are the one that has finely gotten me to screw around. I’ll never tell her that is for sure. She wants to come stay awhile, I told her I did not want her to come down. I told her I was looking for a job, and I stayed at Sally’s a lot anyway. Lets hope she won’t come down, if she does, all my playing around is going to come to a very fast halt. Oh yes, your sister Mary wanted me to tell you she received your letters. She said she would write back soon.
I have not written since last Thursday, I have been busy as hell, Sally’s company flew us to England for the weekend I had "PR" work to do.J You should know what that meant, I was flown over there to fuck several guys for them so they could close deals or keep the ones they already have. I promise to fill you in on that very soon. I still have to tell you what happen to me when we went to Don Jose’s that first Thursday night after you left. We went there around 8:30pm. I hate this trying to remember what happen almost two months ago. I did not write everything word for word in my diary. I have to sit here and remember what happen, then get all fucking hot and worked up as I am writing telling you. Oh baby, don’t get me wrong, I do like doing this for you, I just can’t wait to tell you the nasty things I am presently doing now, (like this past weekend in England.) I just had an idea, when you get your phone and computer; lets set up a time I can fly to a port you are going to be at, maybe down under don’t you dock at Sidney for a week or so? I can meet you and be your whore and slut on your liberty; I will make your liberty pure sexual heaven for you and who ever else you desire me to fuck. How does’ that sound honey, does that get you nice and hard? I sure hope so; I have the warmest wettest sloppiest cunt for you to bury it in. Shit baby, I can’t wait, you will finely see what your sweet little wife has become. God, I love that idea, hell why shouldn’t we? We have the money to do anything we want.
