Very Loving Wives: Erotica tales of Hotwives, Vixens, and Stags

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He did as she instructed, and put himself in the corner, with his trousers and undershorts in a pool at his feet. In this situation five or ten years ago, he might have been seething with injustice—the bank teller made a mistake, and then he got grounded, and now here he was about to get paddled and then – horribly, to receive a caning, too. But, now, he put aside his ego, and focused on humility. His ranting was childish and the silent treatment was suicidal. What had he been thinking? And now he was going to get what he deserved. He felt foolish, guilty, and ashamed. A few tears came to his eyes and then rolled down his cheeks. I had been on my best behavior for a couple of weeks because I knew that Debbie was having a really hard time at work. It wasn’t bad enough that she lost out of the promotion she was entitled to, but Ed from another division with a bad reputation as a sneak and manipulator got it. Debbie’s best friend at work Elaine was calling every night to complain about “the new” guy. Every day Debbie came home more upset and on edge. Having signed the DWC contract I knew I had committed myself to except any discipline that Debbie sees fit at any time. Having Debbie so tense and nervous at home really started to effect me, even though I was doing my best to be on top of everything at home, I could tell that “office trouble” was causing Debbie anxiety and stress. Every night, while the calls between Elaine and Debbie became longer and longer, I tried to be cheerful and accommodating. A little over a year ago, I started a group, and it has since become a tribe. It's invitation-only. We have an online forum where we discuss feelings, health issues, politics around sex and sexuality, and post sexy pictures. We also organize events and support and celebrate each other. So far, the way I feel about having to be sneaky upsets the crap out of me but the actual relationship I have with Alex has been like a pressure valve that helps me blow off steam. That hurt, angry, resentful feeling I carried toward my husband for forcing me to live celibate for so long finally dissipated and all I feel for him now is friendliness and compassion; when he isn’t driving me bananas in ways only husbands can. My husband and I made the sex club a regular thing — date night, just like other couples all over the country, but with a twist. It's hard to describe the giddy anticipation I felt when I was driving around town in my sweatshirt, doing the daily errands, knowing that in mere hours I would change — superhero like! — in to some slutty little dress and do incredibly sexy things with my husband — and other men.

I opened the door for Sandra; She’s a very attractive woman, about forty. You could tell that she was a little nervous meeting me and seemed in general to be a little bit “mousy.” Debby had asked me to grill some salmon for lunch but after it was done I stayed outside doing some yard work so the girls could talk. I wasn’t trying to listen but I could hear at one point that Sandra was crying softly, a little later there was some mischievous laughter from both ladies. It is amazing the camaraderie that develops between DWC folks. At Debby’s insistence I invited Don out for a game of golf. We were awkward with each other at first but then soon conversation flowed easily. Even though we didn’t speak of the other day there was an obvious bond between us. Don and I have become good friends and we see them both frequently. Both Don and I know that when the four of us get together we will definitely be getting disciplined but wouldn’t have it another way. True friends like Sandra and Don are hard to find and well worth the “pain” and effort of keeping. The next day I called the local newspaper with an ad that the ladies had written the previous night. It read, These thri moment represent important milestones in the history of loving wife storie and highlight the enduring appeal and impact of these tales. How Successful People Make the Most of Their Loving Wife Stories There are several tales of devotedness and affection between women and their husbands. Here’s one illustration: loving wife storiesThat’s two weekends, Buster. Say another word and your pants are coming down right here and now. I ought to wear you out.” After that first visit, I was unapologetically drawn to the club; I became braver, and more deliciously in-my-skin every time. In my experience, people need to feel safe to feel sexy, and within the club's walls, I could express myself as a sexual being in a way that I had never dreamed possible. I danced on poles, stripped to nothing, and openly, brazenly approached men and started conversation. My husband, more reserved by nature, enjoyed watching me — and the other women in the club. Mike, stand still and take this. Stop moving or I will have your mom show me how when we get there tomorrow night!” Loving wife stories often sets high expectations for relationships and love, but the reality of relationships can be quite different. Here are a few key differences between the ixpectations set by loving wife stories and the reality of relationships:

Well Mike, you can either take a spanking from me, now; or when we go to your mom’s place this weekend she will pull down your pants and spank you in front of me.” When I got to the room I saw that her husband was there as well. Susan said she enjoyed our demonstration the best last night and wanted to try the technique on her husband as well, but having seen me hold the position she wanted to try it out on me as well to gauge her husband’s reactions. She had us both assume the position, Keith on a bench and me on the bed. At least I couldn’t see Keith directly but I heard the

Debby and I are getting more comfortable in the DWC lifestyle in our house, but except for a small group of like minded friends with whom we get together, no one else really “knows” about my discipline. About two months ago Debby started talking about a new woman in her office named Sandra. She’s just been through a rough divorce and is apparently having a hard time. Debby and Sandra have been having lunch frequently lately. Last week over dinner Debby was talking about Sandra and said “I’ve told her about us”. I asked her what she meant (not thinking) and she informed me that she told Sandra I get spanked for discipline and any time Debby sees fit. I was a little surprised but didn’t think much of it until the next Saturday when Debby told me that she had invited Sandra over for lunch. I don’t want to rat her out, but I met a B-list celebrity at a work event and we hit it off. We did it doggie style inside of her hotel room, but according to the papers, she’s still happily married to this day.” — Aaron, 24