For a while now, my wife Monica has had two lovers with whom she regularly meets alone. Regularly irregular would be the correct term, as she sometimes meets the guys 2-3 times a month and then sometimes not at all for two months. Who knows, at some point she might lose interest or they might be in a committed relationship, which would make it just as impossible to continue.
At the moment, however, everything is still very relaxed and informal. Their names are Dan and Eddy, by the way, and whenever I bump into them, I get on well with them.
Each of them has their own qualities, which is why my wife is happy that she can choose the right guy depending on her mood.
Eddy is more the type for rough sex, who sometimes pulls her hair or spits on her tits and sometimes challenges her a little too much with his style.
Dan, on the other hand, is more sensual and romantic and loves to spoil her for hours with his fingers, lips and tongue.
When Monica meets up with them, she sometimes surprises me with a photo, a text message or a call while she’s being shagged. But most of the time we just see each other afterwards and she tells me about her latest adventure.
If she’s in the mood for a spontaneous experience, she sometimes announces it like this:
‘Hey baby, I’m getting off work early today and since I’ve been so horny all day, I’ve decided to go to Eddy’s for another hour. I need some dick. Let me know when you leave the office later and we can go for a drink somewhere before we go home.’
And if she plans a few days in advance, it sounds like this:
‘Let’s have a barbeque on Saturday afternoon, but I want to meet Dan in the evening because he’s booked a hotel room so he can treat me to another long massage and a good bottle of wine.’
There was one day, however, when she went to Dan’s for breakfast in the morning before work, but he preferred to eat her pussy instead of all the food on the table.
After work, she met Eddy at short notice, who just wanted to have a cocktail with her and tell her about a new project, but then said goodbye by fucking her in the back seat of her car until she came.
And finally we met at home and did it the whole night in bed, on the desk and on the floor.
The only thing Monica had in mind when she woke up that morning was a breakfast date and that’s probably the special thing about this constellation: Anything goes. You can plan everything or go with the flow and let yourself be surprised.
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