Some of you asked and you shall receive! I've asked my hubby..

Some of you asked and you shall receive! I've asked my hubby to give his side of the story on our adventures. What better way to start than the very beginning? You know my POV of how it all started but now you can also read about his. Hello guys! Let me first introduce myself. My name is Chris and I've been Sarah's other half for many, many, many years. Before I tell the story about our first experience in the lifestyle, let me go even further back and answer how I discovered that it's som3thing I want to explore. I used to be the very jealous type. Not healthy jealousy either. If Sarah had a night out with her girlfriends, I often thought the worst. Sarah never gave me a reason to be jealous other than being gorgeous and attracting attention naturally. I don't know how or why but at some point I noticed that my jealousy came with arousal. Thinking the worst actually turned me on. And it started to slowly snowball from there. I first started to watch "cheating" porn and then I discovered hotwife and cuckold porn. Intrigued and aroused by the idea but I thought that it will just remain a fantasy. I was certain that it was just a phase. But that phase never went away. For several years it was still my biggest turn on. Over the years I've fantasised about every possible scenario. Her with friends, co-workers, strangers, exes, her in g4ngb4ngs and so on. As we only live once, I decided to bite the bullet and pursue the kink. I had no plan but I knew that Sarah has always been open to talk about kinks and maybe experiment if it feels right. So som3times during our evening walks I would bring up different kink topics just to test the waters. I don't remember what topics I brought up but eventually, I got to hotwifing. Her natural response was that she doesn't understand how people can do it. I told her that I'm actually quite intrigued by the idea. She laughed it off and told me that there is no way it's happening. So I left it there. A few weeks later I mentioned it again that I'm into it, like a LOT. And now instead of saying there is no way, she said it's probably not a good idea and wouldn't be good in practice. I said that I'm willing to try it someday and she said that maybe someday. This was enough for me to get the wheels in motion. I started to pitch her friends on our nights out and she always told me to knock it off and stop. I asked if she'd be interested in doing it with a stranger and she always said that she doesn't see that happening either. So I felt a little stuck. She won't do it with people we know and she won't do it with strangers either. Where do I go from there? Lucky me, she has always had a soft spot for one of her exes and I knew that he had the same soft spot for her. By this point, we've talked about the subject quite regularly. I kept bringing it up at convenient times. Mostly to get shut down. So on one of those times, I brought up that maybe she'd like to try to do it with her ex. And for the first time, it was not an instant "No". She actually almost immediately said yes. She said that she'd be open to trying that but that she doesn't know if he'd want to m33t her. I asked her to shoot him a message and see how it goes. She sent a few casual messages and he was flirty enough for us to discuss it further. We had many discussions about it, I had to reassure her that it's not a sneaky way for me to get a hall pass, that it's not because I'm bored, that I still love her, and that I will lover no matter what. I explained that it's just a huge turn on for me and that I have learned to separate sex from love. That I am confident enough in our love that sex with anyone won't be able to break it. She had a lot of "what if" questions. What if she enjoys it too much, what if I change my mind and don't look at her the same way, what if she can't stop, what if, what if.... I had an answer for everything and assured her that our relationship and love is stronger than any "What if" she had. So she agreed to give it a real shot. She dialed up the conversation with her ex and became a lot more flirty. Sending a few pics to him that I suggested. And within a few days she already had a date penciled with him. She would go to him as he lived very far away and that's how she felt the most comfortable. Our first step into the lifestyle was in motion. This was not to film it, this was not to make pics. This was to test the concept, of me giving her permission to have sex with another man. And it's even a man that I haven't always seen eye to eye. This was very exciting for me. In just a few weeks I'll get to experience what I've been fantasizing about for several years. During the 2 week build up we picked the lingerie, talked about a few details and had some of the best sex ever. After 2 weeks which felt like and eternity the day finally came. Foolishly I went to work on that day and they would m33t around 1pm. Before she m3t up with him we texted and just before he picked her up, I said "I love you and have fun". That was at 12:54 (Yes I know the time as I have the messages favourited and saved :) ) Then radio silence. My heart was racing, I felt anxious and excited. I texted her nearly every 10 minutes as there was nothing else on my mind. Every minute felt like an eternity. All I could think about was if she's really going through with it or getting cold feet. Will, she? Won't she? I hope she will. But in my mind it did no seem real, I felt like I will get the rug pulled under me and that it won't happen. Then at 2:07 PM I texted her asking "How's it going" and for the first time, the text went through and was read instantly. I got the 3 bouncing dots on the screen indicating that she is typing. And for the first time I received a reply. But it was not a text message, it was a picture. But it was odd at first, there wasn't much there, it was her hotel room, I could see her bag, I could see a radiator, the edge of the bed, the windowsill on which I saw a bracelet and then I noticed... On the windowsill, there was a used condom... It felt like my heart stopped, it was a surreal feeling. I felt very strong jealousy, the same jealousy I used to have, but instead of anger or sadness, it felt arousal. I felt excited. The world around me ceased to exist, I could only focus on the picture and the excitement. I must have texted 20 messages right after receiving the picture. Asking "How was it?", saying "I love her", "Omg this is so hot", "I wish I could see" and so on. She gave me a few brief replies and went on to spend time with her lover. All I could think about is how she's getting fucked by her ex. How she's bent over in front of him, how she's wrapping her legs around him, how she's riding him and enjoying him. How he is fucked her as his woman, how he is touching her naked body, how they are kissing, how she's having his cock in her mouth. Endless different images in my head. For the next 24 hours I struggled to focus on anything else. I had time to process it, I masturbated to it every chance I had. It was a rollercoaster of emotions and not all emotions were good. The hardest part was not having her next to me for so long. I had no doubts about our relationship, I loved us taking the first step but I also felt a little lonely and helpless with her being so far away. We rarely spent any time apart. When she returned home, we I reclaimed her. Again, and again and again :) It was great and it was the kick start to the lifestyle that we needed. ----------------------------------------- Hey, hey, Sarah here xx Let me know if you read all that and if you'd like more long winded stories from Chris