Devember 4, 2011

 

Our first experience
playing separate

by Anonymous

Angie and I have had some great sexy and fun times exploring a life less monogamous. We started out with lots of rules. As we explored and gained confidence we modified the rules along the way.

Originally we played strictly as a couple. We would be close to each other, able to reach out and touch if we wanted, and we could always see and hear what the other person was up to. There was comfort in that close contact for us. Playing together is still our preferred play style, but that isn’t always practical.

We’re both in professions that offer ongoing training opportunities. Angie travels a couple of times a year to attend training. She is in a very male dominated profession with lots of admirers around her constantly. When she gets away from home without the competing demands of parenthood, keeping up the house, and regular work, she relaxes far more than she can at home.

On some prior trips she’s come home with stories of men that she’s met. They have flirted, even danced and had naughty thoughts. Those meetings fueled fantasies, but we hadn’t worked up to a place where she felt confident enough to act on the flirtations that took place when she was on the road.

We discussed the possibility of her having a “Hall Pass”, first as a fantasy, and then as her most recent trip came along as a far-fetched possibility. I put together a little care package of condoms and lube that I gave her at the last minute to take along. She laughed and pretty much assured me that she wouldn’t need it, but I knew deep down that her outlook always changes as she gets farther away from home.

So, here is the letter I wrote for Angie during her experience. Most of this is written real-time, while the events were taking place. The feelings and emotions are raw, as I was able to put them into words at the time:

Angie, Thank You!

It’s now 1:34am, over an hour since we talked and you asked for permission to play with a man I’ve never met and know nothing about. I’m writing this mostly for me, I may or may not share this with you depending on how your experience turns out but since you have been going for over an hour I can only hope that you are having a great time. Part of me hopes to hear from you very soon, another part of me hopes that you are having such a great time that you’ll be busy for a while longer.

I say thank you for several reasons,

Thank you for trusting me and believing me when I said I wanted you to have a good time and allowing yourself to be open.

Thank you for honoring our rules and texting me to ask for permission. I know it must have been hard. He was right there, you were obviously turned on, and there was the risk that I would turn jealous and say no, when you clearly wanted to do something with him. I love you.

So, I’m writing this as a way to sort out my emotions. Right now I am both anxious and nervous with emotions I can’t name all mixed in.

So, as you were getting ready to go on this trip I really wanted to talk to you about the possibility of you playing while on this trip. You have met interesting people more often than not on these trips and we’ve fueled plenty of fantasies with it, but I really didn’t want to seem pushy. I did however feel it was important to offer you the condoms because no matter what or where you went I love you and want you to be safe. I also knew that if I packed condoms and handed them to you, you would know that my permission was real, not just fantasy.

From now on I want you to always carry condoms because you just never know when an opportunity will come up. Right now as I write this, not knowing how your experience is going, I want you to always feel like you can explore your desires. We are still young, we are still alive, and there really isn’t any good reason why we should deny ourselves the chances that come up to live life and have positive experiences. We are married, so for us that means that we share these experiences together and honor each other’s feelings.

So, tonight I really struggled with hoping that you’d find someone fun to play with, but not allowing myself to get carried away or worse yet, pushy. I fought the urge repeatedly to call you or text you for updates. I limited myself to only one later in the evening to let you know I was awake and interested in how your night was going.

I did however allow myself to treat your night out as a fantasy. I surfed for porn and found videos of two (or more) guys doing one girl. I imagined that the girl was you and you had found two or more guys and that you were taking them all in your hotel room. I masturbated to this fantasy, although in my fantasy I got to be there in person to watch so it was extra hot.

So by midnight I hadn’t heard from you. Since you hadn’t checked in I was thinking that you had gone to bed already.

Then at 12:32am a text:

“Better than expected needed ok for play w Rick”

I got a rush of excitement but wasn’t sure what to think. I had no context so I typed back:

“Is he there now? Can you talk or are you messing with me?”

With all of our fantasy talk I thought you were teasing me, playing out a fantasy role-play. Part of me didn’t really believe that it was happening.

You: “From California”

“Totally Serious”

I repeated: “Can you talk”

I really needed to hear your voice at that point. Partially to check in and connect, partially to make sure you were sober enough that you wouldn’t regret it, and partially to make sure you weren’t joking around. Then I got a little worried because I saw typos in the next messages and you weren’t answering my question about being able to talk.

“In my r po”

“On my room”

So I just called. What I heard was a sober voice, but very low and clearly full of lust. You were turned on as hell!! I could tell that you were already feeling very sexy (had you guys already kissed or groped?). I wanted to know all the details and everything about it, but I also didn’t want to ruin your moment or scare him off. You weren’t giving me much of anything to work with. In the future tell me more!!!!! I crave to be included.

So I had a huge rush of emotion! I felt like electricity was coursing through my body. I had an enormous pit in my stomach, but it was more excitement than jealousy. My biggest regret was that I couldn’t watch and that we weren’t advanced enough to be comfortable with you just laying the phone down and letting me listen. So I told you that I need you to call me the second he leaves your room. But I don’t want to put any limits on you or your time so I don’t know when that will be. I wish you well and hang up the phone to let you play with a stranger that I know nothing about.

So I saw your final text after we hung up. All this took two minutes; I hung up with you at 12:34am and sent you off on this adventure.

Your final text said: “Very Sexy”

I had thoughts of wanting him to take pictures of you all sexy when he was done, was your pussy swollen and red? Did he make your nipples puffy and erect? Were there any marks? How messy was your hair and make-up… Again we’re not that advanced but maybe next time? So I sent a text:

“Take a pic so I have a visual and if he’s good grab his contact info”

Ok, I do not have the language skills to describe my emotions at this point. I’m totally electrified. If I could have jumped in the car and driven to your hotel I’d be there right now for sure. I really honestly considered it. I love you, I love you so very much and I want you to be happy, I want you to have great wonderful adventures and erotic sexy mind-blowing experiences. We are so good together that we should allow ourselves to act on our urges and bring these experiences back to share with each other. But I’m now dying!! I have no idea what you are doing, no idea who you are doing it with and no idea how long I’ll have to wait until you call me back.

So I’m spinning, energized and nervous. After only about five minutes it is clear that I cannot wait for you in our bed. I cannot relax so I take the dog for a run. I get suited up, put my headphones in, turn the ringer up very loud so I won’t miss you, and go for the run around the long loop. It helps take the edge off but I’m still on pins and needles waiting to hear something. It’s near impossible for me to guess when I might hear from you and we haven’t worked out if/when I should call to check in on you.

I take a shower but keep the phone right next to me so I don’t miss a call, and watch the screen the whole time. There isn’t a damn thing on the TV or computer that can keep my attention right now.

Fortunately Jane thinks I’m working tonight so she texts me to tell me about her date with a new guy she’s seeing. It offers some distraction and takes up some time. I correspond with her for a while and realize that I just do not have words to describe how I feel. I crave to know what is going on with you right now, and more than anything I want to know that you are good, having a great experience.

I can only assume that since it is now 2:22am that it must be good or you would have sent him on his way by now and would have called me. I’ve decided that two hours is reasonable. I don’t want you to stop what you are doing but if I haven’t heard from you by 2:35am I’m going to text and ask for a quick check-in to make sure you are ok. I know I’m going to need to hear your voice and not just a text to make sure you are in a good (hopefully great) place. That is 10 very long minutes away.

Right now, two hours later, without knowing anything on your end, my feelings are more positive than anything else and I am open to sending you off on these trips ready to play. Obviously that is preliminary since it will depend on you and your experience.

It’s now 2:35am and I just sent the text asking you for a check in: 

“I need a check in, don’t kick him out if it’s going well but I need to hear your voice after 2 hours to know you are ok”

You typed back: “I’m ok call in a fee” “Few”

I know I’m pushing it but I typed back, “Is he still there?”

Of course he is otherwise you would have called me, but I’m just dying here from the unknown. Again I trust you and love you so very much, especially right now because we are exercising supreme trust in each other and sharing something, but damn, it is hard to wait.

So it’s now 2:50am and I’m still waiting…. Please call, I hope you are having an awesome experience.

The phone rings….. We had a great conversation right around 2:51am.

I found out that after dinner you and a group of your co-workers went out for drinks and dancing. You had your eye on one guy in particular, but he didn’t show up at the club you went to. You admitted to being a bit disappointed.

Then Rick was there and was obviously interested. He was attractive, dark hair, dark eyes, olive complexion, different from my own blonde hair and green eyes. He was flirting shamelessly and I know that when you dance, it is a full contact, heavy friction sport for you. You two got each other wound up on the dance floor and shared a number of drinks.

You shared a cab back, but were careful to not let any of the other people in your group know that you were making plans to meet. You told him to meet you at your room and took separate elevators.

He got to your room and you two kissed. When it was clear that something was going to happen you tried to call me. He was infatuated and continued to try and kiss you making it difficult for you to call so you took charge and had him lie face down on your bed.

You straddled him, and were actually sitting on his back when you texted me. Wow, the self-control it must have taken to have him lying between your legs (still clothed) and pause to text with me. Then when we spoke, your low lusty voice was because you were sitting on top of the man that you wanted to get naked and play with. You were talking to me, asking permission, not knowing how far you wanted to take it.

When you hung up you two made out like teenagers, grinding your bodies together and groping through your clothing. As you kissed you opened his pants and went down on him. I know over the years you have perfected your blowjob techniques. I’m sure he was in heaven. You told me that you loved the feel of his cock in your mouth.

After a while he flipped you over and went down on you for a while. You let him strip your clothes off and gave him free reign to lick and suck your body.

After a while you helped him out of the rest of his clothing. You two rolled around on the bed naked, exploring each other for a couple of hours. stripped each other naked and kissed, sucked and licked each other for two hours. Later when you got home you had marks on your thighs and pussy mound from all the grinding you two did together.

As soon as he left you texted me that he was gone and needed five minutes to clean up before calling.

He was of course infatuated with you. He texted while we were on the phone with me, and even asked if he could come up for round two. Class was at 8am and we were closing in on 4am by the time we were done talking so he was out of luck (for the night).

So it’s now 4am and I’m still processing the events of tonight.

I’m overwhelmingly happy. I’m sorry you were a little sleep deprived, but it sure seemed worth it.

Tonight I heard you say that this experience made you appreciate me more. That really resonated with me because I feel the same way. Every time we’ve gone and played, even with the best of our experiences, in the end I always appreciate you more. I am thrilled to be with you at the end of the day and wouldn't have it any other way. It is like coming home and sleeping in your own comfy bed after traveling somewhere fun. It’s fun to try new things, but in the end you appreciate your favorites even more, and have no intention of ever giving up those favorite things you have chosen to build your life around.

It also brings us closer. These are our most private thoughts and feelings. We now share more deeply and completely than we ever have before. There is now truly nothing we cannot say to each other.

I love you so very much, and these adventures make me appreciate you even more because I see what a wonderful woman I am married to. It is an opportunity for me to appreciate you through the viewpoint of another person.

Thank you for being my wife and I hope that we keep on communicating and enriching each other’s lives.

Now of course since then we’ve continued to experiment and “hall passes” are a regular part of both of our travels, but there is no feeling quite like the first time.