That next day was a Sunday. My wife, being the amazing woman that she is, likes to take our son to see grandparents on Sundays while I stay behind and watch a football game or two. It works for us. This is my time during the week to just relax for a couple hours. Katie and our son left and I decided to google "men watching their wives have sex with other men."
I've never been the biggest porn watcher. My sex life with Katie has always been great so I've never had the need to watch porn. I fired up our computer and googled "watching wife have sex with other men." I was shocked at the results. There were millions of website hits. I quickly learned that a woman who sleeps with other men with her husband's encouragement is known as a hotwife. There is a wide range of behavior from the husband. Some husbands like to watch, some like to direct their wife with the other man, some are tied up while their wife is used, and some men even like to be degraded and humiliated by the other man and their wife! The other man is often a more alpha type man, a bit more dominant, and is often known as a bull.
I couldn't believe the amount of information that was out there relating to this. I found everything from videos that looked like true amateur couples that were filmed in a hotel room, to videos that were clearly professional. I found myself drawn to the amateur stuff. These were real, everyday couples, women that looked like soccer moms enjoying having sex with another man. I was extremely turned on.
When Katie got home that day we had another passionate sex session. Then we did again the next day. And the day after that. We had sex multiple times a day every day that week. Every spare chance we got we were all over each other.
Saturday night came and Katie and I had date night. We are very fortunate that my brother lives in the same neighborhood as us and he has a son two years older than ours. We have an agreement with my brother and his wife where one Saturday per month we watch the other's kid overnight so the other couple can have date night. This is a night where Katie and I do our best not to talk about kids or our jobs, just enjoy each other's company and head home to have an amazing night of sex.
This night I made dinner reservations at a fairly nice restaurant. We typically only go here on special occasions as it's a little on the expensive side, but we had such an amazing week that I decided to splurge. I, of course, was ready long before we needed to leave the house to make it on time to the restaurant. Like most women, Katie was running late.
"Babe, reservations are at 7:30. If we don't leave in the next 10 minutes we won't make it on time." I yelled up the stairs.
"Just finding my shoes" she replied.
A few minutes later I looked up to see Katie walking down the stairs. Ever have one of those moments where it's like time stands still, like everything's in slow motion? That's what this was like. Katie looked flat out amazing. She had on a skin tight black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. The dress had mesh lace sleeves and was also mesh over her cleavage. The dress went down to about mid thigh and she had some type of black pantyhose on. She also had on black 3 inch heels and red lipstick.
"Wow!" I said as I picked my jaw up off the floor.
"Do you like? It's not too much is it?" she asked.
"Like? I absolutely love! You look amazing!"
She walked towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. I eagerly tried to kiss her back.
"Don't get carried away, mister, You'll smear my lipstick."
On the drive to the restaurant I had my hand on her thigh. There's arguably no greater feeling than a woman's leg covered in hose. She shimmied her skirt up a bit and that's when I noticed she had on lace thigh high stockings!
"Oh my god" I said. "You have on stockings? How am I going to concentrate at all at dinner?"
Katie just giggled.
Once at the restaurant we were seated in kind of the back corner. This was nice and prefered. We had some small talk and I brought up something about work.
"Nope, nope, nope. This is date night. No talking about work." Katie stopped me.
"Sorry" I said. "You're right."
The waiter came back with our wine. Katie loves wine and I love wine because it tends to loosen Katie up a bit. After a few glasses, I finally decided to bring up how much sex we had been having this past week.
"So sex this week has been fun" I blurted out.
"Really? That's how you bring it up?" Katie giggled.
I laughed "Yeah you're right, but you know what I'm talking about. We've been attacking each other like teenagers all week! It's been great!"
"It has been great. I've enjoyed myself. And you."
Our dinner came and we started talking about other things. As we finished dinner I decided to bring up sex again. And this time I wanted to bring up last weekend and what we talked about regarding Jon.
"So I have a confession to make." I said.
