I’ve spent much of my recent free time, making up for lost time; catching up with friends and family whilst also making up for the lost lifestyle opportunities during lockdown.

If the dog gets restless in the middle of the night, I lie perfectly still until he gets up to take her outside, then I pretend in the morning that I didn't hear her.

The thing that has amazed me most about other bloggers is that they are all just ordinary people trying to make the most of their situations," she says. There are a million reasons not to cuck your husband, to keep things the way they are, to stay safe, but bored. Blogging was a safe way to find people who could relate to my circumstances without it affecting my ordinary life. I wanted James to enjoy a preview, so I chose a sheer white button-up blouse leaving only the top button open for now.

After a few too many drinks one night, she confesses to her husband Ray that she used to be wild in her younger days. He gave me a thumbs-up and then turned and left me to begin preening my body for what I knew would be a special night. Nine inches of that wonderful big black cock was coated with my salvia, shimmering with moisture from my throat and mouth.My imagination would run wild, wondering what it would look like to see a dozen naked men washing themselves where I was standing. Our sex juices mixed and then slowly oozed from my swollen slit, dripping onto the carpet below my loins. We talk about what his body would look like, what his cock would look like, and how hot he needs to be. Make-up was next, just the right amount of blush, a lovely shade of pink on my eyelids, and as close a match for my lip gloss.

For her, infidelity blogging isn't a brazen attempt to flaunt unfaithfulness but is instead inspired by the need to know you're normal, and not alone. She doesn’t need to tell me about it but considering our doctor is friends with us I took it as a way to remind me that she wanted to look good for our friend to see her and touch her naked.Dawn Rouse, the founder of True Wife Confessions, admits to writing the first 20 confessions – including less shocking revelations such as "I know where your belt, glasses or wallet are. I just smiled, slid my hands to my loins, and spread my swollen wet lips open to accept his throbbing cock. Within a month I had a little to much to drink and was rubbing a coworker named David under the bar while he fingered me. My legs parted slightly in response as he slid two fingers around the edge of my underwear and plunged them deep inside me. If she hesitates, I'm pretty certain that I'd just pull out his cock and drop to my knees, and start sucking to get things going!

That was all erased away when I started telling him about how I met a man I used to work with at a motel and how we had been having ** that afternoon. My husband had messed around with a previous girlfriend, but other that kissing, I had zero experience.One post reads: "I know this is hypocritical but since you've gained so much weight, I'm just not that attracted to you any more. Well, there are two main reasons; firstly, believe it not, I last did this in 2020 when the world was riddled with Covid and I was on an unintentional hiatus; secondly, those of you who have continued to follow my journey in the ENM lifestyle may have noticed that there have been some shifts in our approach to the ‘Hotwife’ dynamic which I’ll attempt to unpick in this post. But it takes me more than a while for me to get anywhere near patient and kind when I’m disappointed. I grasped the thick black shaft halfway, used my free hand to spread my cunt wide open, and slowly inserted the head inside. After he finished, my wife was so surprised by the amount of cum flowing out of her vagina and down her leg.