Hot wifing is something I only got to know about recently and I will be honest, it hasn't left my head since I did. If you are new to the term, there is a really good article about it here, but basically, it is a woman who 'cheats' on her husband with his full knowledge and encouragement, because, well, they both get off on it.
And I kinda want to do it.
I make no secret of the fact that SH and I indulge in group sex with indiscriminate genders and that I play with other women without him. I have also mentioned, I think, that he is free to go and play with men, but not with women. Much as it does nothing for me to think of him with another woman, unless we are both sucking his cock at the same time, he doesn't get off on me being fucked by a man unless he is there in one of my other holes.
This is where the Hot Wife/Cuck dynamic would be perfect for us I think. Though I don't think that I would be able to do the bits I would really like.
I want to be getting ready to go out wearing slightly 'slutty' clothes while he lusts after me, putting my make up and asking him how I look. I want to spray my perfume on and ask him to smell my neck, knowing it will drive him wild, wondering what kind of man I will pull tonight. I want to send him occasional pictures of me with a man kissing my neck, arousal shining from my eyes. While I do so, I want to picture him hard, breath deepening as I run my lips over a stranger's mouth.
Alas, this bit would no longer happen.
I used to turn heads wherever I went. I am tall, beautiful and have massive (36K) boobs. People would stop for a moment to stare when I walked in the room. Now all they see is the chair, not the woman using it. Though when ambulatory I could get any man in the room, (I know this as I would pick one to fuck then go home with them, or to the alley with them, or the toilets) now, I don't know if I could do this.
Now it would have to be one of the men I vet for threesomes and moresomes. It would still be hot, but not that from a distance wondering just how turned on the other is. I would still get to kiss the other guy and straddle him so his face is directly facing my boobs, knowing that SH would be consecutively wanting to pounce as well and loving the exquisite torture of someone else touching me by themselves.
Of course I would invite him to join us, but only once I had taken a couple of orgasms while looking him in the eyes.
Let me know what you think in the comments. I think I will be writing about the internalised lack of sexiness in a chair at a later date. Would love to know what you think.
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