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

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The next morning, I awoke with the room suffused in light. The windows were open and the curtains were blowing. My wife was sitting cross-legged on the bed watching me intently. She looked so lovely wearing her long string of Indian beads. “I thought I’d let you sleep in so you’d be rested and mindful of why I’m going to spank you. You have not been pitching in with the chores, Carl. What’s the problem?” My husband and I got a divorce. We could not solve our problems. I talked to him, before, about an open marriage. But he wasn’t okay with that, so we got a divorce.

It ended when my affair partner died by suicide. I was completely shattered. My husband found out by going through my phone not long after things began in 2013.Then I had this moment of clarity or maybe a strong sense of the futility of holding on to things that just can’t work. It occurred to me that nobody really gives a tinker’s damn about what I do or don’t do. I realized there’s no nobility to any of this, there’s no one residing in our holy places but us, no one standing over the altars of our sacrifices and most certainly no one counting our tears. It was the moment I let go of th After four years of full-time baby monitoring, I needed to work outside of the home. So I started a business as a fashion stylist, professionally advising men and women on wardrobe selection and management. I love to work, and thrived with each client interaction. I built my business while organizing carpools, attending doctors' appointments, room-parenting, play-dating, serving on a board or two, cleaning, dicing, pressing, and community-building. I was — and still am — an engaged, driven, and organized new-millennia mom, balancing a small business, a big social life, nurturing my marriage, and raising two small girls to be powerful, informed, curious, and free-thinking individuals. Jeez, I did exactly what you told me to. Why can’t you ever be satisfied? Maybe you should say ‘Thanks, Steve, for doing my banking.’ Or do it yourself.”

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.” A couple of weeks later Debby told me that Sandra met a man she likes and that they may be coming over some time. I’m not sure what to expect, but I know that Debby is in charge of the discipline in our house and I will be there no matter what. Instantly Debby was beside me laying in with all her might. We were all getting spanked simultaneously! I was still reeling when the next women came to me and Debby went on to the next guy. By the time the third lady was taking her turn I had lost all self control and was whimpering and moaning, all the other guys were in the same boat and that just seemed to encourage the ladies efforts. When all the ladies had their turn we I would like to say we were driven by some new-found intimacy and made sweet love with tears in our eyes or something. We didn’t. Alex is an animal who stalks me in hotel rooms. He lures me. He drives me. He takes me down and drives me wild but he doesn’t make love to me. He told me today I’m sexually submissive and it turns him on. Whatever! 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.

Here are five real cheating wife stories that explain why they cheated on their husbands.

The next day I called the local newspaper with an ad that the ladies had written the previous night. It read, I feel like I can be so coldly logical about things sometimes. I am not in love with Alex and I am not leaving my husband for him. Alex is not in love with me and he is not leaving his wife for me. Period.

My husband has Alzheimer’s. He became a totally different person. The person I lived with was not the person I got married to. I became severely depressed. There was no one but me to do anything and everything. So we are lovers and he is not driving me bananas… but everyone else is. My husband and I have a life like everyone else – money issues, stress, peaceful moments, laughter, tears. I don’t see Alex every day or every week. I see him when we can. This will either give you a chance to file for divorce and move on to another relationship or fix your marriage if you want to stay because she is the love of your life. Kissing me and positioning me on the bed while growling my name he drove himself in hard and we were off to our own world again. I’ve had a couple of lovers in my life and a couple of husbands, sex has been great and even, at times, spectacular. I never felt as if I missed out on trying anything that got my interest. I’ve been very fortunate in that respect. That being said, Alex is an animal and that’s something I’ve never experienced before. I always feel like we’re doing the predator/prey dance until he takes me down then drives me wild. He must take Viagra or something, right? We’re both in our 40s, how can he go so long, so tirelessly?

by Lee Gimenez

SUICIDE (1-800-784-2433) - National Hope Network Toll-Free, 24/7 hotline for emergency suicide information We talked to five cheating wives who went; looking for something different themselves to find out what they say are the reasons why women cheat.