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The Talk

by Anaiis

08/08/2016 01:03 in hotwife


It's late in the afternoon, several hours after her last lingerie show should have ended.

I greet her at the door, take her by the hand and lead her to the couch. "C'mon over here, sit, relax, put your feet up. Here, like this." She sits back as I sit on the coffee table in front of her. I take her legs and part them slightly placing her feet on either side of me, remove her spike heels and begin rubbing her feet. I can easily see under her miniskirt and notice not only the lack of panties, but the slightly swollen pussy lips. Her enlarged breasts also appear through her overly tight sweater top, their nipple still somewhat erect.

"So, how'd it go?"

"The usual, showed a few outfits, had some drinks, sat with some customers."

"In the outfits, or did you get dressed first?"

"Some of both. During a break, I sat in a booth with a few guys while I was in a bra, panty and garter set. They liked that."

"I'm sure they did. Any of them try to cop a feel?"

"No, I think they were afraid of getting thrown out. Then after the show I got dressed in this outfit and sat with some other guys for drinks and lunch. One of them I knew from other shows and he always puts his hand on my leg. Kind of like you're doing now."

"Is this the guy you went out with afterwards?"

"Excuse me?"

"I was just asking about who you went out with after the show."

"Meaning what?"

"Meaning, you're home four hours after the show, looking somewhat worn out and your pussy is obviously wet from what I can see under your skirt."

"What are you accusing me of?"

"Nothing at all. I just want to know if he was good and that it's OK."

"That what is OK?"

"That my wife dating is OK. That's what this talk is all about. I know this isn't the first time and I don't want it to be the last."

"You think I'm cheating and you think it's OK?"

"No. I think you're dating because you need more sex than I can keep up with. I understand. We have different drives and yours is more active. So, I'm saying I'm OK with you doing what you have to. As long as you're happy and satisfied."

"I'm not sure I understand where this is going. You're not mad? Are you asking me to leave?"

"Not at all. In fact, I'm asking you to continue if that's what you want."

"I'm confused. Most guys would be furious to find out their wife was having an affair."

"I don't see it as an affair as such. I see it as sex and I'm saying it's OK for you to have as much as you want. There are a couple of terms for this. Open marriage is one. Hot wife is another. The more fetishy term is cuckold. I'd like you to read up on them and see that this isn't such a weird idea. It's a whole sub-culture."

"Of cheating spouses?"

"Open marriages. Wife-sharing. It's not cheating if we both agree it's OK."

"So, what's in it for you?"

"Hopefully a happy and satisfied wife. A wife who feels free to chase all the cock she wants without guilt and dresses accordingly. I love seeing you dressed ultra sexy, on the hunt for cock. All I ask are a few things."

"Such as?"

"We stay married. Not just don't get a divorce, but stay married. Do couple things just as anyone else does."

"You stay living here full time. You can stay out over night if you want, you can even stay with a guy over a weekend or go on short trips if you want. As long as you live here and spend most nights here. Most might mean 20 or 25 nights a month, maybe more, maybe less. No real numbers as long as you're here more than not. No secrets. No just not showing up. Keep me informed. If you meet a new guy, tell me. If you're going somewhere after a show, call me and let me know. If you decide to stay over night, call me and let me know."

"Don't deny me anything. If I want to have you, don't say no. It might be OK to delay sometimes if you have a date scheduled, but don't refuse outright. You're still my wife and if I want to fuck you, I can. And don't make a habit out of canceling any plans we have to see some guy. It might be OK sometime if somebody needs you on short notice, but for the most part, we come first."

"I'm still not sure I understand all this."

"That's OK too. You will, once you do the reading I've asked you to. I've printed some things out and left them in our room."

"Who knows, there might even come a time when you can have sleepovers here. We might be able to set up a guest room for your dates. Or maybe I'll sleep there and you can get fucked in our bed."

"I probably won't get involved most of the time, but I may want tio help you get dressed before a date or bathe you after one. I might take you out shopping for some hot clothes. This could all end up being a lot of fun for everyone."

"Is this some kind of plan because you want to be with other women?"

"No! Hell I can't keep you satisfied. I sure as hell can't do others. At least not the way you will be. Not saying I'd say no, if you found an interested girl. It might be interesting to fuck the wife of one of the guys who fuck my wife, but that's not what this is all about."

Taking out a small gold anklet, I place it on her. "This is kind of a symbol of all this. For a lot of women, it's just an ankle bracelet. For others, it's a sign. Most people won't recognize it, but there are those who will. It may be an invitation to some guy in a bar if he knows, taking some of the guesswork out of whether he should approach you or not."

"You don't mind if I get picked up by a stranger in a bar?"

"Not a bit. In fact, I hope you do. Just tell me about it. I won't always ask for details, but if I do, be open and honest."

"I'm still having trouble understanding this."

"That's OK. Get undressed, let's go to bed where you can do some reading talking and you'll see how I react. Maybe more than once if all goes well."

"For starters, you can tell me if the guy that fucked you today was any good. Don't leave out any details either, like if this was his first time in you."

Walking to the bedroom arm in arm, she whispers, "it wasn't."It's late in the afternoon, several hours after her last lingerie show should have ended.

I greet her at the door, take her by the hand and lead her to the couch. "C'mon over here, sit, relax, put your feet up. Here, like this." She sits back as I sit on the coffee table in front of her. I take her legs and part them slightly placing her feet on either side of me, remove her spike heels and begin rubbing her feet. I can easily see under her miniskirt and notice not only the lack of panties, but the slightly swollen pussy lips. Her enlarged breasts also appear through her overly tight sweater top, their nipple still somewhat erect.

"So, how'd it go?"

"The usual, showed a few outfits, had some drinks, sat with some customers."

"In the outfits, or did you get dressed first?"

"Some of both. During a break, I sat in a booth with a few guys while I was in a bra, panty and garter set. They liked that."

"I'm sure they did. Any of them try to cop a feel?"

"No, I think they were afraid of getting thrown out. Then after the show I got dressed in this outfit and sat with some other guys for drinks and lunch. One of them I knew from other shows and he always puts his hand on my leg. Kind of like you're doing now."

"Is this the guy you went out with afterwards?"

"Excuse me?"

"I was just asking about who you went out with after the show."

"Meaning what?"

"Meaning, you're home four hours after the show, looking somewhat worn out and your pussy is obviously wet from what I can see under your skirt."

"What are you accusing me of?"

"Nothing at all. I just want to know if he was good and that it's OK."

"That what is OK?"

"That my wife dating is OK. That's what this talk is all about. I know this isn't the first time and I don't want it to be the last."

"You think I'm cheating and you think it's OK?"

"No. I think you're dating because you need more sex than I can keep up with. I understand. We have different drives and yours is more active. So, I'm saying I'm OK with you doing what you have to. As long as you're happy and satisfied."

"I'm not sure I understand where this is going. You're not mad? Are you asking me to leave?"

"Not at all. In fact, I'm asking you to continue if that's what you want."

"I'm confused. Most guys would be furious to find out their wife was having an affair."

"I don't see it as an affair as such. I see it as sex and I'm saying it's OK for you to have as much as you want. There are a couple of terms for this. Open marriage is one. Hot wife is another. The more fetishy term is cuckold. I'd like you to read up on them and see that this isn't such a weird idea. It's a whole sub-culture."

"Of cheating spouses?"

"Open marriages. Wife-sharing. It's not cheating if we both agree it's OK."

"So, what's in it for you?"

"Hopefully a happy and satisfied wife. A wife who feels free to chase all the cock she wants without guilt and dresses accordingly. I love seeing you dressed ultra sexy, on the hunt for cock. All I ask are a few things."

"Such as?"

"We stay married. Not just don't get a divorce, but stay married. Do couple things just as anyone else does."

"You stay living here full time. You can stay out over night if you want, you can even stay with a guy over a weekend or go on short trips if you want. As long as you live here and spend most nights here. Most might mean 20 or 25 nights a month, maybe more, maybe less. No real numbers as long as you're here more than not. No secrets. No just not showing up. Keep me informed. If you meet a new guy, tell me. If you're going somewhere after a show, call me and let me know. If you decide to stay over night, call me and let me know."

"Don't deny me anything. If I want to have you, don't say no. It might be OK to delay sometimes if you have a date scheduled, but don't refuse outright. You're still my wife and if I want to fuck you, I can. And don't make a habit out of canceling any plans we have to see some guy. It might be OK sometime if somebody needs you on short notice, but for the most part, we come first."

"I'm still not sure I understand all this."

"That's OK too. You will, once you do the reading I've asked you to. I've printed some things out and left them in our room."

"Who knows, there might even come a time when you can have sleepovers here. We might be able to set up a guest room for your dates. Or maybe I'll sleep there and you can get fucked in our bed."

"I probably won't get involved most of the time, but I may want tio help you get dressed before a date or bathe you after one. I might take you out shopping for some hot clothes. This could all end up being a lot of fun for everyone."

"Is this some kind of plan because you want to be with other women?"

"No! Hell I can't keep you satisfied. I sure as hell can't do others. At least not the way you will be. Not saying I'd say no, if you found an interested girl. It might be interesting to fuck the wife of one of the guys who fuck my wife, but that's not what this is all about."

Taking out a small gold anklet, I place it on her. "This is kind of a symbol of all this. For a lot of women, it's just an ankle bracelet. For others, it's a sign. Most people won't recognize it, but there are those who will. It may be an invitation to some guy in a bar if he knows, taking some of the guesswork out of whether he should approach you or not."

"You don't mind if I get picked up by a stranger in a bar?"

"Not a bit. In fact, I hope you do. Just tell me about it. I won't always ask for details, but if I do, be open and honest."

"I'm still having trouble understanding this."

"That's OK. Get undressed, let's go to bed where you can do some reading talking and you'll see how I react. Maybe more than once if all goes well."

"For starters, you can tell me if the guy that fucked you today was any good. Don't leave out any details either, like if this was his first time in you."

Walking to the bedroom arm in arm, she whispers, "it wasn't."


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