Vivian’s naughty, naughty show
It was all so exciting I couldn’t help but keep indulging in my love affair with Carlos each day. He’s so sweet and attentive I do not mind that I’m dating another woman’s cheating husband. What makes Carlos better than my own husband is that he’s open to try new things. In fact I too am his first wife fling. He’s never shy and he welcomes new experiences—especially when it comes to sex!
I was so thrilled when he said he always loved watching sexy dancing because it turns him on. His wife used to do it for him but at past 30, he said, she isn’t as exciting anymore. That’s why, last Friday afternoon I surprised him with his very first naughty show in months: me a la Moulin Rouge! I took him to a nice hotel far from both our homes and gave him the most romantic and hottest day of our whole extramarital affair.
I planned everything so it was perfect. He’s a married man looking for fun and there’s only so much a lonely wife can do to please him: And I thought making one of his sexual fantasies come true will do wonders for both of us—and it did! As soon as he entered the room he was welcomed by the dim lighting I worked on the place. Then I put the music up, entered my stage and danced for him… and teasing him on the side by taking pieces of my hot slutty dancer costume off… I couldn’t have felt any more slutty, but I loved it too! Being a cheating wife has its own perks and this sense of freedom is one of them. I feel so sexy and appreciated and it’s really nice!
My best friend’s first love affair
I knew it. Apples really don’t fall far from the forbidden tree. Last week all my friends were all uptight and against my extramarital adventures. Today—let’s just say one of them finally saw the light and joined my fun wagon. Her name is Vivian. She’s 31, and she’s one of my best friends.
Maybe I just got tired of their sermons and nagging for me to quit having affairs with other married men. So the other night, when I met with Stephen, my Wednesday triathlon guy from the Parent-Teacher Association in my daughter’s school, I asked him to bring one of his buddies too because I was bringing Vivian along. Among my girl friends she’s the one whom I feel needs a little more attention and I think she’s now ready for some extramarital fun, what with all his husband—the busiest man in the world—always going on multiple business trips every week. She deserves some loving, and afternoon coffees with the ladies won’t suffice much longer. She needs to spend some mature time with a man and she needs it now.
Hence, the secret blind date for her and Stephen’s friend, Carlos. And boy, I never thought a woman’s will can be so easily swayed with just a few shots of Martini. I wasn’t sure if it’s the oysters or Carlos’s charms or maybe Vivian had been indeed a closeted desperate wife, but in just an hour they both clicked and the next thing we knew she was accepting his invite for some “private champagne” back at his place. Naughty girl!
The following day Vivian confirmed my theories and told me everything: from Carlos’s driving style to his wine bottle collection to his kissing style and his favorite position in bed! This is great! You can’t imagine just how proud I am of my friend for finally realizing her needs as a woman and doing something to satisfy them.
Vivian, dear, can I just say: Told you so!
