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30 Days: Nov. 17th
🕑 Added 2024-03-25 21:11:18 +0000 UTCDear David,
First and foremost I need to offer my apologies. I let my challenge interrupt some of the precious little time that we get to spend together. It was rude. It was inconsiderate. And I won’t do it again. I’m sorry.
You’re probably wondering what I’m talking about. Remember those texts I kept getting and sending last night? The ones I said were with your mom and sister around organizing Thanksgiving next week? I’m sure you do. The truth is, they weren’t all from your mom and sister. Some of them were from Richard.
I asked him to text me later in the evening so that you’d be gone already but he’s a busy man and if he doesn’t do things when he’s got the chance he might not be able to get back to them again. Also I think he thought it was kind of funny knowing that you were there while we talked in secret. He even teased me about it a little. That was one of the giggles you would have heard. Again, sorry about that.
Over the week Richard and I have gotten very friendly with each other. We always stop to chat now when he drops off Oscar and then the other day he ended up texting me out of the blue and we’ve kept up a little dialog since then. It’s been fun. He checks up on me from time to time, or updates me on whats happening in his crazy day, and even sometimes asks my advice on stuff. Imagine! A successful guy like him asking little old me for advice. Mostly we just chat though. And I can tell you, the guy is just as flirty with text as he is in real life. Ha ha ha! And once you were off to work he got twice as bad as usual. That’s when the idea came to me.
For my challenge last night I used his natural friskiness to my advantage. Your wife was very clever and very tricky and I set a trap for Richard that he couldn’t help but to walk right into. The next time he flirted I flirted back. Then when he shot back the clever reply that I would would come I asked him point blank if he knew how to sext. Have you heard of sexting? Tonia told me about it. All it is is getting really naughty over text messages. Anyway, when he asked me why I told him that I wanted to learn how to do it so that I could do it with you and I figured that he was so good with words and so smooth with women that he must be really good at sexting. I really leaned into the flattery and compliments. He he he!
At first he was all like ‘I’m more of in the flesh kind of guy’ and stuff like that. He was apologetic. He said that he was flattered but that he’d never actually sexted before. He said he never saw the point in it but that it was probably just a generation gap thing. You know what I said then? Oh my God I was bad. I told him that even though he’s an old man it was rude to keep teasing a girl with a good time. Then I told him that he was all foreplay and no follow through! Ha ha ha!
You know what he did!? He called me! Right then my phone rang. I nearly threw it out the window it startled me so bad. Ha ha ha! Oh my God, I didn’t know what to do! I never expected him to actually call! I couldn’t exactly ignore it since he knew I was there so in the end I was forced to answer. Sheepishly I said hi and the first words out of his mouth were, ‘I’ll leave the sexting to the young boys but phone sex I can teach.’
I blithered and blathered and stuttered like an idiot. I just didn’t know what to say. I was completely unprepared to be speaking with him at all! And that is to say nothing about how I get around talking about sex! I was apologizing, I told him I didn’t mean it, I told him that I was joking, I was literally babbling like a crazy person as I tried to end the call as fast as I could.
But he was so smooth and calm and in total control that somehow he managed to calm me down again. He has this wise fatherly way about him that is so disarming. Taking charge he had me relax and told me that all I had to do was listen. Well that sure helped I can tell you. Falling quiet I clutched the phone tight to my ear and listened very attentively. He never asked any questions, spoke any doubts or expressed any worries. He simply started right in.
The first thing he said was to get comfortable and to get relaxed. I hesitated for a little but soon I was laying in bed with the pillows all piled up behind me relaxed and listening to his deep, suave tone. He had me put him on speaker phone then to put the phone to the side. He said to ignore it and just focus on the sound of his voice. He asked me a few questions. Simple, direct questions that required no thought on my part. What was I wearing. Where was I laying. What could I see around me. That sort of thing. Every time I answered he would say, ‘good girl’.
Slowly, sensually he had me remove my nightie and my panties. Then he had me touch myself. At first it was just nice, soft pets on the arm and the thigh and the belly and the neck. But soon he had me touching my breasts, my mouth, and eventually my pussy. I was almost hypnotized by his warm, manly voice and found my hands moving to his commands before I could even think about it.
It was so wild. There in our familiar bed with all of our pictures and memories around me I lay obeying the rich, sexy voice of another man. It felt so wrong and yet so right. That room was like a protective shell of your love all around me. I don’t know how to say this David but knowing that I am yours, safely and forever yours, gives me so much more courage in these challenges I’m doing. Knowing that no matter what happens the best guy in the whole world loves me and supports me is so liberating! It allows me to be naughty in ways I never could have on my own. This is going to sound crazy, I know, but I am starting to realize that my discomfort about talking about intimate stuff is greater with you than with Tonia or Richard or anybody else. With them I don’t really care what they think of me. Not really. Not deep down where it counts. But with you! With you it means everything. God, I’m getting tears in my eyes!
Anyway! Before you know it Richard had me squeezing my titties and slapping my pussy. That’s right! Slapping it! Ha ha ha! He’d have me finger myself with two fingers for awhile then rub my clitoris really hard then slap, slap, slap, slap. I had to do it all loud enough so he could hear how wet I was. Can you believe that? So lewd! And I did it too! And oh yes, I was wet. God, the noises were so naughty. He made me moan for him too. That wasn’t hard though with all the good feelings he was bringing out in me. It was a lot of fun being his little puppet and touching myself in naughty ways.
There I was grabbing my breasts, pinching my nipples, diddling my coochie and slap, slap, slap. He was driving me wild! He had me moaning and writhing and then do you know what he did? Unbelievable! JUST before making me climax…he stopped!!! He took me right to the edge and left me hanging! You know what he said then? He said, ‘And that is how you have phone sex.’ The stinker! I begged him to finish me off. Begged him! But he wouldn’t do it. Calm as could be he said, ‘Good night and sweet dreams, Sarah.’ And then he hung up on me! GAH!
David, I swear, I had never been more frustrated yet energized in my whole life. I was so close to grabbing Mr. Sticky and going to town but, I don’t know, it felt like cheating somehow. Worst part was I woke up this morning still feeling all hot and horny. How am I supposed to go to work feeling like this! I imagine this must be how you are feeling by now. Ha ha ha! That man is just cruel!
Your frustrated wife,
Sarah
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Part way through reading the letter I had walked upstairs to sit on the same bed where the events I was reading about took place. I looked around, seeing the same sights as she would have been seeing last night. I could see wedding photos and happy pictures from vacations and mementos from our life together on the bookshelves. And it was here under the sight of all these pictures and memories where my wife had obeyed another man’s every command then begged him to let her cum. I stare at her in her bridal attire standing so proudly at my side, her face beaming and beautiful.
This was all so wrong. Hot, but so fucking wrong. I couldn't believe some of those texts she took last night, right in front of me, was him! So, so, so wrong.
But still I felt like we were on the right side of ‘the line’. Barely, but still there. Sure she had shown her naked body to her coworkers and one of her coworkers' husband. That sweet, sexy body that had been mine and mine alone to look at until then. I was still stunned that she’d done that. The thought of all of their eyes on her hot nude flesh…AH! But nobody had actually touched her. And with Richard last night, it had all been through the phone. He hadn’t laid a finger on her. Not in an intimate way. All he’d done is talk. And unlike the others he hadn’t even seen her. She’d had some fun but she hadn’t actually cheated on me.
Yes! That was it. I now knew my limit. Clear and mercifully unambiguous. No more guessing. The moment anybody actually touched Sarah in an intimate way would be my signal to say the word and end this too real fantasy. But Sarah would come to that same line as well. I was sure she would. And if she didn’t, with the way these letters were steadily progressing, there would surely be a middle step between touching and full blown cheating. There would be a chance to stop it.
Looking down at my boner tented pants I ponder what to do with it. It would feel so good to bust one right now. Maybe another round with Sarah’s favorite porn star? I then shake my head and stand to go for a shower. If she didn’t get to get off, then neither should I.
Comments
Beckendwarf
Well since he and Sarah haven’t had the chance to talk about it since it began… or since Sarah has been unwilling to talk about it and David hasn’t used the safe word, he still said he was okay with her and other guys. But now that might be changing. They probably need a bit of a chat
Michael Dierks
Hot, but wrong ... A question in a statement, the answer to which is ultimately a serious decision. I'm afraid that David will be left to make his decision in hindsight. He will likely just rationalize what occurs without his input. It is concerning to me that he has a notion of being cheated on, Sarah cheating, but hasn't made that clear ... the initial contract was pretty open 😥
Beckendwarf
Fuck yes. Richard time babeyyyy. That’s right , resident Richard fanboy here. Damn that was hot. I know what’s gonna be on Sarah’s mind the next day, begging Richard again to let her get off. Maybe? Hopefully
