First (and Second) OHW Event

First time from OHW

When I mentioned this in my last blog post, I was thinking of specific event in Boston. However, a quick memory recheck unveiled that the Boston event was the second one meeting a hotwife couple from OHW. The first was with a couple from the American heartland—Kansas to be exact. It was my first (and thus far only) trip I’ve made to Kansas. But it was a memorable one. It started off without any initial intention of meeting. I responded to a post of hers regarding how a relationship of theirs with a black man had soured. They moved to a poly relationship, inviting him into their home, but it didn’t end well. I told her I was sorry to hear this happened as I enjoyed reading about their adventures and seeing their pics. Well, she responded to my post via a PM, thanking me for my concern and then she began asking questions—as she tried to see the lifestyle from the other guy’s perspective. This grew into a more intimate conversation to the point where she said she would love to meet if I was ever in their area. No expectations mind you other than drink s and good conversation. This is sort of where I developed my motto you see in my signature—expect nothing, but prepare for anything. 

It so happened I was going to be in TX for a conference and I told her if she was still interested, I could adjust my flight to swing by Kansas on my way home. She was happy to hear it and thus the meeting was set. We finalized the meeting via phone while I was in TX the day before the meeting. She and her husband were excited to meet—so much so that she did something she had never done for an FB—she got a mani-pedi just for the meeting. Well, now, folks that know me will know what that does for me. People think I have a foot fetish—but I really don’t. I will explain that in a later post. So I flew into Kansas the next day, checked into my hotel, and called to say I arrived. We agreed to meet at my hotel and then head out for drinks downtown—my hotel was by the airport. She looked great—long, flowing blonde hair, fitted jeans and blouse, and, yes, sandals with pink nail polish. Great conversation with both of them. Like the New Orleans couple, they had a preference her having fun with black men, and again, nothing to do with the IR video cuckcolding stuff you see. Again, I will go light on the details, other than to write we had a great time back in the hotel room. He watched, got involved, watched some more, and took a few pics. A memorable event was as it was just before her birthday; she wished to have a birthday spanking. So who was I not to oblige.. Such a lovely rear she had—smooth and supple.  I didn’t get a chance to connect with them in person again, but  we stayed in touch until they decided to leave the lifestyle. I certainly missed chatting with her.

This brings me to my second OHW meeting that occurred in Boston. Just about the time I met the Kansas couple, I received a PM from a husband in the New England area. He had been reading my posts in the group and felt like my understanding of the lifestyle was a good fit for what they were looking for. So I responded and we PMed back and forth as we continued to figure out what they wanted. They were new to the lifestyle, thus far only meeting with guys they already knew and were looking to experience a guy whom they met from the lifestyle. They wanted someone with a little experience, but more importantly, understood he was not there to take the place of the husband—but to enhance their sexual relationship. Something I think is right in my wheelhouse. So after a couple months of chatting, they felt it was time she joined the conversation. She had to feel comfortable with the guy as well. It was a great get to know you time over a few weeks. I had a trip in late summer in Boston and he felt that’d be a good time to meet if the conversations with the wife went well. Well, she agreed to meet on my trip there also and thus the meeting was set. This was the first planned meeting where no pictures were exchanged prior. Sometimes you just get a good feeling that each will find each other attractive. This was one of those times. They drove there and stayed at hotel on the wharf. Great views of the harbor. We met in the hotel lobby and ventured up to the club room of the hotel for snacks and drink. She was a petite brunette, wearing a white, fitted knit dress, and yes, sandals and polished nails. This color she choose specifically as during our previous conversations she managed to coax out what some of my favorite polish colors are. She made a great choice.  So after drinks, we went to dinner across the street and then back to the room. Again, I won’t give too many details here. He was more of a watcher than the other husbands,, getting enjoyment of watching her enjoy herself. A great time again, with the fun starting with a foot massage. Yes I give great foot massages. Unlike the first two couples, there were subsequent meetings—however, life as well as distance got in the way and the meetings stopped. I believe they still dabble in the lifestyle and I would welcome the opportunity to meet with them again. Hopefully they’ll read this blog and respond!!

 

OK, that’s probably enough for this post. I think I might delve more into the theme I discussed earlier—nail polish and sandals. Or, perhaps start the discussion of my first, semi-regular hotwife whom I interestingly met through a Yahoo group. I will figure something out.

 

 

The Big Easy!!

OK, next update for my journey in the HW lifestyle. I’ve already documented my first foray into the lifestyle. A totally unexpected event. The second event was the first planned event for me. But as with any journey, there were some unexpected occurrences. OK, so a few months after my first time (Orlando), I discovered a phenomenon known as Yahoo groups. While perusing these groups I noticed a number of them had a distinct personals theme—that is couples and singles used them as advertisements to meet people for all sorts of encounters. Well, I had a trip to New Orleans scheduled about 6 months from then so I searched and found a New Orleans based Yahoo group that was centered on a famed swinger club there. I joined the group and kept up with the messages on a regular basis. At the time, I was a bit tentative when it came to contacting couples—unsure how to approach without offending. I’ve learned over the years however, if you just be yourself and respectful, most couples are at least amenable to reading and responding—provided you don’t already fall into one of their preferred categories. So while perusing one day, I came across an interesting post-one that later opened my eyes to another facet of the HW lifestyle—interracial desires. We’ve seen this explode in the adult video industry to the point where objectification has occurred as it’s mainly portrayed as a white couple with a less than capable husband and the big black strong and powerful black male. As we know, nothing could be further from the truth as most white couples I’ve met aren’t anywhere in this area. They simply have a preference that is defined by the wife having fun with men of color. Nothing more, nothing less.

Back to the post. They were a couple in the area, looking for their (I should say her) first experience with a black male. Their post intrigued me because they were specific in one other area—they wanted to do this with someone not local. They had tried the swinger club route, but didn’t find any guys that met their standard. So I decided to contact them—not expecting them to respond. Well, what transpired was a three-month long get to know you email conversation with all three of us. We each discovered our likes and dislikes and found them to be a match. This culminated in the agreement to meet on my trip to New Orleans that Spring. Fast forward to that eventful day, my hotel check-in experience, thinking back, foreshadowed a greet meeting. Twice during check-in, the hotel had issues with my room and they eventually upgraded me to a full suite (no extra charge). So after a dinner meeting, I called them to let them know the meeting was still on—a very important item that should happen for every meeting. Nothing worse than being stood up with no communication whatsoever. We met at a nearby hotel—a very good looking couple. She was a little older than he, petite, red hair and, and wearing black slacks and fitted blouse, black strap sandals and polished finger and toenails (a theme you will see throughout my hotwife adventures).He was muscular and athletic. We discussed how all got into the lifestyle and reiterated their desire for a black man for her..  Well, after a drink and more talking, they decided they wished to take the night further—and I agreed. So we walked to my hotel and up to my room. I told them about my check-in experience so they knew we were going to a suite.

Everyone got comfortable and the evening took off from there. The usual fun stuff happened, so I won’t go into t oo many details—I know how us voyeuristic guys want to hear all the details. However, ladies may be reading this and some of that doesn’t interest them. They are more concerned with how satisfied the wife is in the tryst. He was the type of husband who liked to watch some, get involved some and then watch some more. It started out with him watching and ended with him watching, but he was quite involved throughout—making certain she was receiving maximum pleasure. This is what I think all true HW couples look for—the wife receiving maximum pleasure.  I will provide one detail of the evening that I remember to this day—she commented during the fun, “I hope this feels as good to you as it does to me.” And I had to say it did. A great night had by all. Unfortunately, we never were able to connect again on subsequent trips to New Orleans. C’est la vie I guess, but for that night, I satisfied a couple’s fantasy.

Hitting the reset button!!

OK. I think I've decided to do a mix of posts as I try to continue this blog.

First up on the list--my first time with a hotwife. I promise to keep this brief.

On  a business trip in Orlando, I decided on my one free night there to hit a local gentleman's club. I saw it on the way from the airport to the hotel so it was a relatively short drive. It was a Saturday evening so the place was relatively full. Nice place, I guess you could say upscale with a VIP section and nice looking dancers. It was a full nude place, but no lap dances--only table dances where the dancer for a price stands by the table and dances for you. I think all would prefer lap dances!!

Anyway, after about 30 min there a petite brunette comes up to my table, sits down, and strikes up a conversation. She noticed that I was alone and asked if I wanted to join her at her table with her husband. She offered to buy me a drink so I took them up on the offer. So I sit down at their table, fully expecting her to sit next to her husband but instead, she sat next to me. The next hour or so was surreal for me--it was clear she was hitting on me and her husband was clearly encouraging every bit of it. She excused herself to go the ladies room and her husband came right out and asked if I wanted to do his wife. He said he enjoyed watching her with other guys. I'm almost certain my mouth dropped open, but I quickly composed myself and said yes. Well, the next thing you know, he was paying the check and we were out the door. They couldn't go back to their hotel because their kids were there so they followed me back to my hotel. Well, actually he followed me back to my hotel as she jumped in the car with me. Let's just say it was an interesting 20 minute drive. Her feet were on the dashboard, legs spread giving me a clear view (and feel) of her pussy. By the way, lovely feet--deep red nail polish!!

We get to the hotel and park. There was a 7-11 next to the hotel so he runs in and comes out with something to drink. Riding up the elevator she slips something into my pocket. Apparently he picked up something else at the store--condoms. I'm not sure how he managed to get them to her without me seeing them. Hmm, perhaps I was too focused on her legs, black sandals and feet??

So the rest is history--we went through the usual paces and he watched from the chair--occasionally stepping in to eat her out and finger her while she was doing oral on me. A hot time and perfect introduction for me into the hotwife lifestyle. And the rest--as is often said--was history.

Next on the docket--first meeting with a hotwife from OHW or my second hotwife experience in the Big Easy? Hmm, perhaps both!!!

Time to Rekindle the Blog

Greetings!!

It's been ages since I've posted on my blog. Not for lack of experiences, but lack of time and focus. I've been thinking of ways to bring some excitement to the blog. I'm still not sure, but I'm leaning toward taking a look back and recount some of my wonderful meetings with hotwives from the OurHotWives forum. Not planning on divulging any names or anything that would easily identify the hotwife--only a general location (as in US state). If she chooses to do so on the blog, that'll be her choice alone!!

The other option is to do quick recaps of the experiences--from OHW or not.

In either event, I will put the have a start date of Fall 2011--as alluded to in my previous post of two years ago!!

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2011 Wrap Up

OK, it's 2012 and I've been reminded that I have to fill out the remainder of 2011 before I put in anything for 2012 (not that anything happened in 2012 yet). So I have to recount the following:

Denver in August
Las Vegas in September
North Philly in October
San Diego in November

Well, I'd better get started. Look for the posts soon!!

Anaheim--March 2011

Anaheim
I hadn't been to Anaheim in nearly 15 years. My lasting impression was that of a random resort town. I was pleasantly surprised to see new hotels, better restaurants and overall feel of a more class town--and not just Disneyland. But you didn't come here to read about Disneyland. Just get to the goods right--did I meet a hotwife or not?? The short answer is yes...but some background first.

About two years ago I created a Flickr profile as a way to show some action pics with wives. I ran across a nice profile of a couple in Southern California. As a two to three times a year traveler to that part of the US, I thought it might be an opportunity there. We began emailing through Flickr when suddenly my profile was deleted. I creatd a new one, but during that time, I believer there profile was deleted. So, we lost contact--happens sometimes online!!

Back in September, I ran across the exact same screen name in a Yahoo swing group. I contacted them to see if it was indeed the same couple. However, they didn't recall chatting with me (not surprising--couples get bombared with more emails than us guys). So we started the conversation anew. Turns out we were on the same wavelength with respect to our "interests". So, the chatting continued with a very tentative meeting set up for early November on a trip of mine to San Diego. Unfortunately, we couldn't make it work out, but we began discussions about possibly meeting when I was due in Anaheim in March 2011.

We exchanged pictures and after a few more weeks of chatting we decided to try to meet on my Anaheim trip. About 6 weeks before the meeting, they came back to me with a propostion. It turned out he was going to be out of town on the planned meeting day. But they wanted try something new--have her meet me alone. She had met a guy alone before, but not on an initial meeting. Interesting enough, this was going to be my first meeting a wife on an initial meeting. He would be kep fully aware of the progress by phone. So the date was set and all that remained wsa my trip to get there.

So on a Friday I flew into Anaheim, and we texted to set up the meeting time. The place had already been set. It had been a while since I set up to meet a couple for the first time and the jitters were there for me. Although she was more nervous!! I drove out to the location and received a text about 10 minutes before my arrival that she was there. I arrived at the restaurant and she saw me first and came up to me. With these meets, you never know about real compatibility until the actual meet happens. Well it didn't take long to find out that the compatibility was there. Needless to say after a drink, some dancing and fondling, we were off to her room.

She had the room lit nicely with candles, nice music, and drinks. She excused herself to change which was my cue to remove some of my clothing--down to my boxer briefs. I won't bore you with too many details aside from plenty of oral work on her part (she really enjoys it), some oral work on my art, and then consumation. First missionary--such a shug fit--followed by a lengthy doggy sesson. We capped it off with missionary before I exploded all over her stomach. After some resting/lying close, I was ready for round two--which no doubt she was as well. This time only missionary before I exploded again on her stomach. WHEW!!

Unfortunately I had to head back to my hotel because of an early morning meeting. She relayed the evening to her husband, who sent me several texts thanking me for taking care of her and wishing he was there to see it. Apparentl I did a very good job of satisfying her. We even tried to connect again while I was out there, but alas, we coudn't make it work. However, it was clear we plan on meeting up again on my next trip to So Cal. I am definitely looking forward to it.

Until my next posting....

Cleveland Again!! March 2011

In late February, I received an invite to a small gathering in suburban Cleveland. I’ve known the couple hosting the event for a few years—good people!! The gathering was for wives who like to sample the local talent—while their husbands mainly watch. In some cases, the talent is more regional than local in its makeup with a decidedly chocolate leaning. They often invite me to their gatherings, but the timing generally does not work out for me—with a few exceptions. This one gathering was such an exception. Plus the hosts told me that a certain Cleveland couple (who I will call P & J) would be there. I’ve written about this couple in my blog already. Lastly, the hosts told me of a lady from Pittsburgh whom I should meet would also be there. All I needed was more incentive!!

Fast forward to the party. I arrived early, shortly after eight with every intention of not staying long. Four couples were already there and two arrived shortly thereafter-P & J and the Pittsburgh couple (whom I will call D & W). J wore an absolutely stunning silver dress with black sandals. W had on jeans and a sweater (more on that later). Well, me being me, I sat down next to W on adjacent barstools. Then I shared my stool with J. It didn’t take J long to warm up and warm me up. Next thing you know, I’m on the side of the bed, pants around my ankles and her head in my lap. A few minutes later, I was fully buried between her legs, giving her slow, deep thrusts she likes to start with. I increased the tempo, as requested, resulting in louder moans and curling toes. Great stuff!!

Now, more about W. While playing with J, W changed into a red and black corset, with black stockings and garters. I always approve of ladies wearing black. So it was time to direct my attention to her. It didn’t take long after the initial pleasantries, interesting conversation, and a well-delivered foot massage, before I was back in a familiar situation. On my back with pants around my ankles and a hot mouth in my lap. W told me she really likes it slow and deep and most guys she plays with just want to really pound away. Again, always one to honor requests, I gave it to her slow and deep.

All in all a good party. I didn't get a chance to mingle much with the hostesses. But I'm looking forward to my next trip to banks of Lake Erie.