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The Professor Complete PTs 1-14

Game 7 of the world series. The Indians lost in the 10th inning to the Cubs in heartbreak fashion. If not for the Cavs winning the title a few months earlier and snapping a 52 year drought for the city of Cleveland, this loss would just add to the sports misery of my hometown. As I watched my hubby in a nervous state downing beer after beer, I decided to head up to bed. Knowing I would either be woken up to loud cheering or quiet sobbing. As we all know the Indians did the most Cleveland thing possible and lost the series snapping the Cubs curse.

The next morning I receive a message from a guy that I chatted with briefly a few times before. This message struck a cord with me and my hubby absolutely disliked this new friend based on this message. The message is attached to this post. Hubby had written this guy off and didn’t think anything else about him. The message basically took the World Series and put a MFM threesome twist on it. Not overly bad or rude or disrespectful, but too soon for my hubby who was sulking in his teams heartbreak.

The conversation moved to KIK and not on the forefront of my hubby’s eyes. My new friend and I were able to connect on an intellectual level that I haven’t been able to find on Tumblr. Yes this friend was kinky, but he also desired a safe and fun friendship. He understood what my hubby and I were looking for and was happy to just be involved. He reached out to my hubby and began to chat, building a friendship. This was very unique to us and something that we always wanted to find. The biggest caveat to this Gentleman was that he was married, and his wife had no idea that he was looking elsewhere.

Over the next several weeks through conversation my hubby and I had separate conversations with this gentleman about the risks and dangers of this kind of relationship. We made it clear that we did not want to ruin his very long marriage. He agreed that there was significant risk on his end and that it was worth the risk to him. I swear he had to confirm this multiple times to us before we ever met. He was steadfast in wanting to be a part of our journey. The friendship was real, honest and quite amazing. He made me feel more then just a sex object or a piece of meat. He valued my opinion and treated me with the utmost respect. This was so intoxicating. My hubby was the only other man to make me feel better about myself.

My hubby was not initially a fan of the professor. He wrote him off before he even really got started. Meanwhile, the conversation moved over to KIK. He was very intelligent, and really took the time to learn all about me. He was very complimentary and even was interested in my hubby’s role within the lifestyle. Eventually he reached out to my hubby on KIK. They began to chat and really started to build a bond. They are relatively the same age and had a similar interests in family, community and the kinks of the lifestyle. This was very unusual for other males that I have talked to have not really embraced the fact that my hubby and I are so close and open.

This Hotwife lifestyle was a slow brewed for us. It started as a spontaneous MFM threesome about 8 years prior. This first threesome was with a close friend of my hubby’s. I was young and newly married. My hubby was the first man that I had ever slept with. After the threesome I kind of shut down trying to process my feelings about a new lover. It took quite a while to process and this this lifestyle slowly evolved into what it is today. My hubby also had to process this threesome and found it to be very arousing, watching me get pleasured and be in total ecstasy. The evolution process was very liberating, for the first time in my life it was ok to be myself and to have no fear of complete honesty. Anyways back to the story.

It was Christmas time. My hubby and I did a really big photo set that was Christmas themed. This series was a big hit! Another big hit was our Ask ME ANYTHING series that we run once a week. The Professor was very intrigued with our openness, comedy and willingness to interact with everyone. The Professor was even starting to heat up with wanting to meet hubby and I for a meal. He was very adamant about perusing a meet up even if it was just to put a real couple behind our blog. I love to interact and a meeting was something that really excited me. We operate on zero expectations and really value friends. That is when the gifts started arriving from my wish list.

The Professor always said he loves to give jewelry and he did not disappoint. He didn’t send the traditional things, rather body jewelry from nipple rings to full jeweled lingerie. He was very generous. Not only sending gifts to make me happy, but generally seemed to enjoy knowing he gave gifts for me to use with my hubby. The gifts were amazing, I mean what girl doesn’t like to be showered with gifts? In addition to the body jewelry he sent panties, and nighties.. he also sent a contraption that is for restraining me.. We still do not know how to use that. The Professor was very effective at wining and dining me. All I’ve ever wanted from potential playmates was to be pursued. The Professor definitely knew how to pursue.

Morning of the first meeting It’s Late January, today is the day! Every conversation has lead to this. I cannot believe that I have found someone who truly gets it. The Professor understands every role. He has befriended my hubby and they get along. It’s like a dream! The Professor is so amazing. The Professor and I get each other, we understand what obligations we have outside of the affair. We are in totally different stages of life, but he gets all of this. He understands that I am a wife and mother first, He treads lightly not to disrupt my marriage and life. I do the same for him.

There is something that I’m positive he doesn’t understand. That I am extremely nervous about finally meeting him in the flesh. This whole meet up happened on a whim. Just a week ago I asked how he was doing. And if he wanted to meet. The main stipulation was that he had to spend the day with me and my kids.

This is something that I never do right off the bat. Especially with hubby at work. I felt really comfortable with him, He had a high position at work and had way more to lose then I did. Hubby did quite a bit of research and knew everything…and I mean EVERYTHING about him and his life. The Professor agreed to spend the day with me and my kids But first we were going to meet for breakfast before hubby left for work. Nerves are rising……..They are going into overdrive! I want to make sure everything is perfect, that I am perfect.. I do not want The Professor to be disappointed in my appearance. “Do I look OK?” “ Am I wearing the right outfit?” These are the questions that I ask my hubby as we are getting ready to leave. My hubby of course hugs me, kisses me and tells me that I look absolutely gorgeous.

The fun begins My Hubby and I drove separately to breakfast. Right after breakfast Hubs had to go to work and that would leave The Professor and I alone for the first time. I was dressed very casually in jeans, sweater and boots. We had the kids with us so that was a little bit of a safety net. As we get ready to leave, wouldn’t you know we had car problems and my car wouldn’t start. Murphy’s law was in full effect. What can go wrong, Will go wrong. Hubby tried to jump start the car and it worked! We were on our way to meet The Professor and only a few minutes late

As we pull into the restaurant I’m so nervous that I’m shaking almost uncontrollably. It’s really a good thing that I have the kids in tow. They made for a good distraction. Hubby and I get out of our cars at the same time and Hubby helps unload the little ones. Hubs scans the parking lot and sees out of state plates and says “Hey that’s his car” In the end hubs was right, that indeed was The Professors car. Walking up to the entrance of the restaurant my heart is racing this is it, We are finally going to meet! Thankfully I was carrying the baby so I had to be sure to calm my nerves to ensure I didn’t drop the baby.

I open the door take a deep breath, Inhale then exhale. There! There he is, Finding each others eyes…. Smiling…. He is just as handsome in person as he is in pictures. That awkward hello, The men shake hands. We walk up to the hostess. “How many?” she asks. Hubby answered “6”! We sit at a round table. A child in between each adult. There isn’t much talking from me, I’m way too nervous to even speak. My son, Hubby and The Professor carry the conversation very well and allows me to calm down. Breakfast goes extremely well, especially for the men. The Professor excuses himself to take an important call allowing hubs and I to chat. Communication is so vital to this lifestyle and hubs wants to make sure that I am comfortable taking this back to our house while he is at work.

I assured my hubby that I was comfortable and that I would be alright while he was working. As The Professor returned to the table we let him know that he was welcome to follow me back to our house. I did my best to remember that he was following me. As we got closer to my house My mind was racing and I got a little deeper in my head. My breathing deepened, I tried to distract myself by listening to music and explaining to the kids that my friend was coming over to play with them and their toys. We pull into the driveway of my house and get the children out of the car, open the door and welcome him to our humble home.

The kids race off into the house to play with their toys. The Professor and I are left staring at each other, we finally hug! Such an amazing feeling to actually have some physical contact with The Professor. Almost like an ice breaker, we play with the kids all day long. I try to keep my normal routine with the kids, make lunch and then put the kids down for their nap and start prepping dinner. Boy oh boy did he play with my kids. Running, jumping, wrestling around he was like the fun uncle who came to play, it was so natural and he really seemed to enjoy it as well.

We had our special moments too. We would steal stares and touches while the kids were occupied. At one point I tackled the Professor, straddling his lap. “Do you like the view?” Slowly and gently rubbing his cock as I got up off of his lap. Stealing kisses as the kids took their nap. We sat close on the couch, there was something that I needed to read pertaining to a conversation that we previously had about his job. As I sat close to him, leaning into him, his arm around me. I begin breathing deep and slow. I can feel him watching me, smelling my hair, wanting me. This moment feels like forever. In reality this only last a few short minutes. Everything about this day has felt like along lost friend coming to visit. So natural, so easy. Like it was meant to be!

I begin making dinner, The Professor helping with the kids but he is watching me. Drinking in every move I make. As I dance around the kitchen with ease. “Do you enjoy watching me?” He has the biggest dopey grin on his face. “Yes, I enjoy seeing you in your natural habitat”. “ I’m just trying to soak it all in” he states. The Professor steals a kiss that completely melts my heart and fuels my desire. The kids, The Professor and I sit down at the dining room table to eat. After dinner The Professor and my kids are running and literally counting the laps around the table. Hubs finally returns home after a meeting. We lay the kids down for bed and Hubs mans the bar. Drinks begin to flow and the fun is just beginning.

Drinks are flowing playful banter and flirting is starting to happen. All three of us were laughing and having fun! Every joke ends with a roar of laughter. My hubby commands a room, loves to talk and tell stories. It can be hard at times to get a word in edge wise. The music at our home bar is playing and I begin to dance incorporating both men with my sexy playful dancing. The dancing reminded the guys who the center of attention was supposed to be. Luckily that didn’t take much. Just a little touch, a little bump and grind and I an feel their desire for me growing in their pants.

In honor of our first time meeting, The Professor bought me an outfit. The color was white to signify our first time together. A corset, white thigh highs and a pearl crotchless thong. I chose the corset and thigh highs and retreated to my kitchen to change. So romantic and classy of me right? I was gushing about how beautiful the corset was, and secretly loved that he chose white. I step in to the dining room, both of the guys heads turn in mid conversation. Their jaws dropped and a barrage of compliments showered down on me. “Beautiful”, “Sexy”, “Stunning” were just a few of the complimentary words that I remember hearing flow form their mouths.

I do my best to entice the men with the way I am dressed. The Professor can not keep his hands off of me. I sit on a barstool in just a thong. I don’t even remember what happened to the corset but I was not wearing it any longer. As I sit on that bar stool my booty is just hanging out for all to see. I’m dripping with excitement, my desire is so strong and there is no turning back now! This is going to happen! The Professor came up from behind me. He touched and caressed my skin, at this time his dress shirt was off. I can feel his growing excitement rubbing my butt through his dress pants. “MMMMMM” I want him so bad. I stood up, he cupped my breasts, I bent my head giving him my neck to kiss. He is such a great kisser and when we kiss it’s electric and breathtaking all at once.

The Professor turns me around and slides my thong off. I’m exposed, vulnerable yet feel safe because hubby is right there taking it all in. I propped myself up on the barstool as he knelt down before me. I can see the want in his eyes. My body responding to every touch and kiss. I take a deep breath, 3…2…..1… and just like that his mouth and tongue went to work in between my legs. Giggles and moans erupt from my mouth. I was enjoying every stroke of his tongue, so much so that I released more fluid right there. The Professor reached up and caressed my breasts. My mind begins to wander, why aren’t the men naked as I am? I suggest we move things to the guest room and I grab The Professors hand and guide him towards the room.

Once in the room I hurry and sit on the bed. The Professor undresses, I can see his full erection. I help him pull his cock out of his underwear. Finally, touching it with my bare hands. His skin is so soft. The Professor is so hard, thick and long. My mouth is salivating, longing for a taste of him. I look into his eyes, wrap my lips around his cock. “MMMMMMMMMMMMM” The Professor tastes so yummy, so thick and I can taste his pre cum. I’m sucking on his shaft, slowly pulling him out of my mouth, just leaving the tip in while my tongue is circling his head and aro, adjusts my legsand slund. Gazing up at my husband with The Professors hard cock in my mouth, I see hubby beaming from ear to ear. I whisper “I love you”. The men move closer to the bed and my hubby askes if this is something that I want. I nod “yes”.

The Professor slides a condom on, I’m laying on my back, my legs spread waiting and wanting. The Professor kneels on the bed and adjusts my legs. The Professor slowly enters me, I gasp, that first thrust. I’m moaning and I can’t believe it. He feels so good and thick. Working his stride, I can feel myself flooding around his cock. I look up at him “You are so beautiful” and “You feel so good” comes flowing out of his mouth. Hubby comes over to the bed, He is fully erect and ready. Aroused from watching The Professor and I. I take my hubby in my mouth while The Professor is thrusting inside of me. I’m moaning around hubby’s cock. Hubby’s hands are caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples. “MMMMMM” this attention on my body and filling my holes has sent me into over drive.

The Professor and I kiss while he is still inside of me. I whisper “cum” and in an instant he cums! While The Professor cleans up ambit its time for my hubby to take over. The Professor gets up on the side of the bed and The Professor and I kiss, The Professor intently watches as my hubby reclaims me. My hubby takes complete control of my body, changing positions and I’m powerless underneath his strength. With one effortless movement my legs are up on hubby’s shoulders and my hubby drives deeper and harder inside of me. I can’t take it anymore, I have such a hard orgasm around hubby’s cock. Hubby knows my body so well. The Professor watches carefully, sitting there in awe as hubby and I make love.

The Professor and I have sex a few more times that night, and it is electric every time. The sex and orgasms were like a drug and I’m left wanting more every time. This meeting has been everything and more then I thought and hoped it would be. The Professor and I are definitely turning into a lust affair. So how many more times will we lust after one another? Only time will tell.

The Days that follow our first encounter were amazing. The Professor and I could feel the connection , even through text. Many different scenarios have come up lately. The Professor wants me to take a trip with hum. The Professor is traveling for work. This thought of a trip away from my kids and hubby excites me yet terrifies me all at the same time. Hubby is open to the idea but is still very unsure of The Professor. My hubby is a great protector and provider. His main concern for the kids and especially me is safety. Being thousands of miles away makes my hubby nervous. If something were to happen, Hubs feels he can’t come and rescue me. That is one of the many reasons why I love my hubby. I always fel safe and secure.

The Professor tells me that the trip is for February 13th through the 15th. I’m troubled by this because that is right through Valentine’s Day. I’m not comfortable leaving my hubby on that holiday, especially to be with another man. I also strongly suggest to The Professor that he should probably spend that day with his wife as well. The Professor agrees and admitted that the trip was probably too soon. The three of us should really talk, and hang out more. This would make all parties comfortable. My hubby and I were concerned that The Professor was not spending enough time with his wife. From an outsiders perspective on his marriage it seemed like they were always passing each other and only had time to say hi here and there.

My hubby works an evening shift. So The Professor and my hubby always chatted in the evening to late night. Hubs was particularly concerned for his marriage and had many discussions about why The Professor was intent on pursuing this relationship with us. We both warned The Professor at different times that this could be devastating to his life. That he had so much more to lose then we did. As our friendship grew, hubby really wanted to help The Professor reconnect with his wife. There were many conversations pertaining to how to rekindle what The Professor though and felt was missing form his marriage.

The normal daily routine for The Professor and I was always a “Good Morning” text and a very lovely morning conversation which usually led to The Professor taking care of himself before work. This was such a natural thing for us. Then intermittent conversations through the day. Always very gentlemanly, romantic, funny all rolled into one. I really enjoyed my daily chats with The Professor. In the evening when hubby was at work and the kids finally went to bed. The Professor and I had phone conversations or we would text until I fell asleep.

The later part of February I was traveling to Dallas, Texas with my mother and sister. My sister was competing in a sporting event and I just had to be there to support her and also to spend some much needed time with my mother. Drew was taking off work to stay home with the kids so I could take this yearly trip with my family. The Professor decided to come down to our house while I was gone to just hang out with my hubby. They had a blast, got to really build a bond and a brotherhood. They ate pizza, drank beer and just talked the whole time. I enjoyed the fact that The Professor and my hubby git along so well. I sent teasing messages to they guys from Dallas and they really wished they were with me. Two weeks later my hubby was having the first of two major dental procedures. The Professor graciously came down to take his new best friend to the dentist which was located over an hour away from our house. I stayed home with the kids and waited nervously to hear that my hubby was ok. The day was very long and stressful but the guys returned home to me. The Professor and I did our best to comfort my hubby. My hubby looked like he was in so much pain and tried to stay up to hang out with us. My hubby laid down late afternoon because of the pain he was in due to the dental procedure. The Professor and I just talked and played with the kids while Hubs was resting.\

This night would lead to more sex and I must note that after our first encounter The Professor got an STD test done and had the results. The Professor was clean and tonight would be the first night together without condoms. We have a blast that night. Hubby woke up feeling better and making drinks for us. We all were dancing in my dining room and talking about all things, mostly how sexy I am and how I can make anyone and everyone want me. The Professor and I are making out. My hubby joins in and is kissing me. The sight of me in the moment just drives my hubby crazy with lust.

I lead The Professor to the guest bedroom, My hubby is starting to feel bad again from the earlier dental procedure takes a seat on our couch in the living room which has a great view of the guest room. I want my hubby to join and The Professor encourages my desire and suggests that I go get him. My hubby is asleep on the couch when I walk over to him. I gently wake him up and tug on his arm and ask him to come play. My hubby does follow me to the bedroom and joins in. We have an intense threesome, lots of oral and heavy petting. After my hubby has reclaimed me he retires upstairs to our bedroom for the night. The Professor and I lay in the bed talking, and I have the urge, I must feel hima gain. The Professor must cum inside of me again. We tease each other about making a baby together. Pregnancy risk is something we both find very erotic, hot, sexy and dangerous. We finish up and then I head up to bed to be with hubby.

During the time between his last visit, The Professor asks me to accompany him on a business trip to Austin, Texas. After talking to hubby, I accepted. The Professor and I started working out the detail and times of flights etc. We did this with actual phone conversations that would last for hours. We discussed tings like What would we do when we met in Austin and things like that. The Professor returns after another two weeks pass to take hubby to his second dental procedure. All the desire is still there. I want to feel him again! I need to feel him again! I can’t wait to feel him. This visit things would begin to change. The Professor and I had sex mostly by ourselves as hubby wasn’t feeling up to it after his second procedure. Each time the Professor was here we would have intercourse at least four times. The Professor always finished inside of me. Just the feeling of his warmth swarm inside of me, penetrating me deeply inside of me. Rising and falling inside of me, cuddling with him softening inside of me.

This is more then just sex, more then love making. The Professor and I talk about our Austin trip, about our relationship and our growing connection. Where we wanted all of this to go. How we had to start to transition this relationship into a true friendship while maintaining the benefits of a lover. This was the last time we would be together before we met at the airport for our trip to Austin. The week leading up to Austin was filled with so much excitement and fear. Almost every emotion that you could think of came through that week. I start buying outfits and packing my bags for this trip. A trip that will define our friendship. This is a new adventure and a new part of the lifestyle that hubby and I are excited to try.

There is about three weeks left until Austin, a trip of a lifetime. My nerves are building, I have never been on a trip away from home with another man other then my hubby. The Professor and I spend late nights talking and writing down things that we plan to do on our trip. I get my plane ticket and have the hotel arrangements and I’m blown away. Such a wonderful hotel with a rooftop pool. The excitement is real, this trip is real. I start to tease The Professor with packing, he has absolutely no idea what I’m planning on wearing throughout this trip.

The Professor, My Hubby and I all begin running. We are training for an obstacle course race together. The Professor and I wake up early every morning to run at the same time, even though he lives hours away from me. We motivate each other through text. We are also in constantly communication about the trip to come. Every morning is a good morning text from The Professor and a Let’s get up and run.

T – minus 5 days and counting to the Austin trip! I’m super excited, hubby is super nervous and I still have so much to do to get ready to leave. The Professor and I decide to not exchange pictures these last few days, trying to build the excitement of seeing each other again. For my mani and pedi I decide to go with soft neutral colors to match all of my outfits for the trip. I choose soft pink and a soft peach. I’m so ready to go away on a vacation and experience something so new and a little taboo.

Hubby has decided to write missions for The Professor and myself to accomplish during this trip. This was to keep our minds from being nervous, to keep hubby involved and to have some fun stepping outside of our comfort zones. I am so excited yet very nervous on what these missions are. I’m very reserved and shy in person and doing something out of the ordinary is very scary to me. I still am excited for what is in store from my hubby. Two nights before I leave and hubby has planned a date night for us.

I am told to is that after I lay the kids down for bed to pick out a dress and get dolled up. I choose a bright blue dress, curled my platinum blond hair. I put on my make up as usual and add some extra red lip stick for the occasion. I wait patiently on the bed for hubby to tell me to come downstairs. I am so excited, telling all of my friends about this date night. “Lovey” my hubby calls out. I respond with “Yes Love” “It’s time to come down” hubby says. As I get downstairs hubby walks me over to the dining room table and shows me where he wants me to sit. Hubby then leaves to change. He dining room is beautiful Candles everywhere all the lights off and the room is illuminated by only the light from the candles. Dinner is set out on the table with our favorite dessert/appetizer. Glasses of champagne and strawberries I sure am one lucky woman I think to myself. Then I see a single rose for me. I will save this like all of the other roses over the years.

Hubby walks down the stairs looking so dapper in a dress shirt and slacks. A well dressed man is my weakness. We eat dinner and talk. Talking is what hubby and I do so well. Our conversation that night at dinner ranges from every topic imaginable. How much we love each other, about how far we have come in this lifestyle. We talk about how this next big step will change us, more importantly… we love on one another. We open up showing our fears, wants and desires, committing to each other and our marriage. This night we make love. We hunger for one another, knowing that I will be with The Professor in just a couple short days. We make love at every chance we get in the coming days before my trip. We are connected and strong as a couple can be. Together as ONE!

Ringgggggg……Ringggggg, It’s my alarm. 3:30 am already? That means it’s time to get ready to leave. I’m meeting a dear friend and visiting a new city. I’m super nervous, excited and any and every emotion that you can feel. I start to question if I should blow off The Professor and just stay home. Hubby is feeling nervous as well, I can see it in his face. It’s the fear of the unknown, a new experience. The deed is already done, and I am going to take this trip. I start to dress and prepare myself for the short ride to the airport. It’s so very early in the morning, but I finished getting dressed and head out. In the five minute drive to the airport, I swear I told Hubs that I loved him a thousand times. Hubs and I held hands the entire ride to the airport. Upon arrival to the terminal, Hubs helps me with my bags. We hug and kiss . We said a tearful goodbye and he took a picture of me for the Tumblr blog.

During the final days before my trip, my hubby as you know wrote a bunch of mission cards for The Professor and I to complete. Hubs wants updates as we complete the missions. Hubs decides to live blog on Tumblr the adventure in Austin as it unfolds. So the emotions he felt receiving these updates would be brought out for all of our thousands of followers to see. As hubby got my updates so did Tumblr in real time. As I stand in the airport waiting on my flight I’m so nervous I’m shaking. I text The Professor to tell him I’m at the airport and on time. We are just a short trip to where we are meeting in D.C. for a connecting flight where we will see each other. I read the first note from my hubby. The letter is beautiful and brought me to tears in a good way. Hubby encourages me in the letter to take this experience and live it to the fullest. I am so blessed to have a husband that supports me, encourages me to be myself and embrace and enjoy my sexuality.

Time to board! The excitement is real! I’m so happy. As I board the plane I see that I have a window seat, compliments of The Professor. I am watching the sun rise, knowing that I’m on a new adventure. The flight will be short as will the layover in D.C. I get to take a short much needed nap. An announcement comes over the P.A. system on the plane. We are preparing for landing. My palms are sweaty, my heart is racing. I think to myself that I hope he likes my dress. The plane lands, I immediately turn my phone on text Hubby and then The Professor.

The Professor is already there waiting on me at the gate. The Professor is there! Right There. He has that cute smile and I can’t help but to smile back. We exchange a brief hello. The Professor and I walk together to our next flight. During the walk to our gate, I feel awkward. It’s hard to roll your luggage, carry your purse and carry on bag, and still try to look put together, sexy and classy. The Professor tells me that I look beautiful, but there wasn’t much time for anything else as we had only a few minutes to get to the other side of the airport and to our gate. The whole way to our gate we are giggling and laughing because neither one of us pictured this moment in this way. We were hoping for a “movie” type of moment. You know the type of moment where we are running towards each other in slow motion? Yeah this wasn’t that moment. Maybe next time we joke.

We make it to our gate. Everyone is waiting in line to board and we follow suit. I give The Professor his personal note from my hubby. He reads the note, smiles and leans into me. The Professor tells me how wonderful my hubby is. Gazing into The Professors eyes I tell him that indeed my hubby is amazing and that I miss him. I also tell The Professor that I am so excited to take this journey with him. We finally board the plane. Some much needed downtime. Time to talk, and tease and flirt with each other.

Mission 1. I pull the mission card out of my bag. The Professor and I open the mission card. We have no idea what this mission will entail. Each mission gives detailed instructions on when to open the card. Mission 1: Kiss on the plane and take a picture and send it to hubby to document the mission. After reading the first card The Professor and I giggle with one another. “We can do this” The Professor says, and we did. The first mission was a great ice breaker, which made the three hour flight fun! The Professor and I spent the whole flight talking, holding hands, cuddling close and discussing what we were going to do when we land in Austin. Once we land the real excitement begins! We call a taxi to take us to the hotel, we call our spouses to let them know we arrived safely.

On the way to the hotel to check in I tell The Professor that we need to get something to eat after we check in. The Professor agrees and we continue to the hotel in our cab. After check in we get to our room, hearts racing and tummy growling. We set down our bags and finally hug, really hug and kiss, ok we make out. While we are lip locked there is a knock on the door… “maintenance” the guy says from outside of the door. The Professor lets him in and all I could do is stand there and blush. We continue to chat while maintenance is working in the room, deciding what to eat for lunch.

It’s time for mission Two from my hubby. We open the envelope, Mission two says take pics of myself giving The Professor a blowjob. I laugh and say “ That’s really breaking the ice”. As much as we have talked, I’m still super nervous.. The Professor and I start to discuss how we are going to complete this mission, especially with these maintenance guys here in the room. I suggest that we go to grab a bite to eat and hopefully when we return the maintenance guys would be done in our room. I finish hanging my clothes and we leave for lunch.

We choose a Mexican restaurant, very delicious and very messy. While at lunch The Professor has to take a work call. I use this time to tease The Professor, trying to make it difficult to concentrate on his important call. I touch him, I feel his arousal growing in his pants while I touch him under the table. I continue to keep in touch with my hubby as well. Hubby is growing impatient, waiting on us to complete the mission so he can blog it. This is a new wrinkle into the trip. Pressure from hubby as he tries to keep the blog current. Feels like we have deadlines. We leave the restaurant after lunch hand in hand. We can feel the stares as we walk through the streets of Austin. We joke about it and enjoy the rush of excitement.

Once back at the hotel room we decide to go swimming. The hotel has a rooftop pool! I’ve been looking forward to this for months! I’m choosing which bikini to wear and decide to use this moment to complete mission two. It is just what we needed to get the ball rolling;. The Professor was ready and wanting me in that moment. I take his stiff cock into my mouth. He completely fills my mouth. I think mmm he tastes so good. My tongue swirling around the head of his penis. The Professor moans and he struggles to take pictures for hubby. The Professor takes me to the bed. “OHH” I say. “This is happening”. He grins and replies “yes lover, this is happening” The sex is amazing filling me, thrusting deep. I can feel myself gush around him as he takes me right on the bed. I cum multiple times, he cums. We rest for a little while on the bed, enjoying what just transpired.

Relaxed, we decide to head up to the pool finally. After picking out our seats The Professor asks if I need anything and I tell him that I’m just fine. I feel his cum leaking out of my vagina, I’m hoping nobody notices. The Professor has to take another call for work and he leaves the pool area. Meanwhile, I sunbathe until he returns. Upon The professors arrival we kiss and I tell him how nice the water feels. The Professor takes a seat at the end of my chair and we begin talking to another couple close by. The Professor leads the conversation and I follow along. We do not correct them when they address us as a couple. Playing The Professor’s significant other is so much fun. We decide to get into the water together He watches me swim, we play in the water. I’m hugging on him and we laugh and joke about how everyone thinks we are together. We are together but not in the way they think. As I sit on his lap in the pool, lean over and whisper to him that I wish we were in the pool alone so I could take full advantage of him. While I’m telling him this I can feel his erection through his swim trunks. At that moment The Professor wishes the same. I then tease him and swim away. The professor needs some time to calm down before we get out of the pool so everyone doesn’t see how excited he is. We get out of the pool and dry off in the sun before we head back to our room.

Over the next few hours we decide to play tennis. Tennis is a sport that I have never played before and my hubby hasn’t either. I have always been curious about the sport. The Professor rents the court for and hour and rents rackets and balls. My competitive nature takes over and I dive on the court. The Professor calls me a natural but I’m no where near where I want to be. The temperature is so hot, I feel super dehydrated and I can tell this trip is taking it’s toll on my hubby. He is agitated from the live blog, worried about my well being and some deep insecurities are coming out. I do my best to hide the fact that I do not feel well and that hubby and I are not on the same page. We finally get a taxi, and I couldn’t be happier. l My hubby and I are ok now and I rest in The Professors arms on the ride back to the hotel.

We returned to the hotel room and made a B-line to the shower. I couldn’t wait to wash and cool down from the tennis session we just shared. The professor took his time and washed me. I returned the favor and washed him as well. The washing was extremely sensual and lead to a steamy make out session in the shower. The Professor pushed me forcibly against the wall of the shower, rubbing his hardness against my wetness. Splitting my lady lips with his big head, Oh… I want him so bad. Both of us are completely aroused, we quickly move to the bed. The professor completely ravishes my body, We can hardly contain ourselves and we release all of our love juices and take out all of the tension from playing tennis. Totally relaxed, I roll over filled to the brim and his cum seeping out of my well used pussy. I drift off to sleep on happy girl.

Alarms are blaring….. I’m waking up slowly and can’t believe that I slept so hard. This is the first time in ten years that my hubby wasn’t with me. I surprisingly felt so secure with The Professor. This was the first time that either The Professor or I spent time with someone other then our spouses. Al the nerves and a good orgasm is all I needed to sleep. We are much later then we wanted to be for dinner. I begin to get dressed and The Professor can’t keep his hands off of me. He just can’t focus, I giggle and tell him to get dressed. I pick out a white dress, combined with my platinum blond hair I look like a modern day Marilyn Monroe. The Professor wears a suit and a bow tie. My kind of dinner date!

As we walk down the hall of the hotel and into the lobby, I am so excited. The Professor and I can still feel the stares. People are smiling at us and commenting about how happy we look together. We walk down Sixth street holding hands and passing many bars. In Austin people stand outside of the bars on Sixth street and try to promote the bar. It reminds me of a carnival where the workers try to pitch their game. We are eventually wrangled in by a young man who gave The Professor a great pitch. And we head in. We sit at the bar, It’s beautiful and rustic looking. Chandeliers hang inside with hardwood floors. We enjoy a shot together and enjoy some public displays of affection (PDA). The Professors arm around me, keeping me close to him, kissing my neck softly.

Another couple at the bar sees us and starts asking questions they were wondering if we were on our honeymoon. We say no and make up another story that we were celebrating our anniversary. This other couple is excited for us and compliment us. We turn and giggle to ourselves and talk about how in ten years we will bring this up and laugh. We finish up our drinks and head out to the next place. The next place is a dark rock and roll bar. We are totally out of our element, as we are dressed to the 9’s. This place is the perfect spot to complete Mission 3 from hubby.

Inside the next bar we find a booth in a dark corner. This gives us plenty of opportunity to complete Mission 3 and continue to enjoy each others touch and company. We open the next mission card and it is to remove my panties in a public place and hand them over to The Professor. I slowly slide my thong off, trying not to get caught. The Professor is taking pics at every step. Finally I get my thong off and hand it over to The Professor. He takes my thong, smells them and places them in his pocket.

The Professor and I kiss, I gracefully swing my leg over his lap and begin to ride him gently right there is the bar to let him know that I am dripping my juices on his pants. I can feel The Professor’s cock growing, his hands are in my hair holding the sides of my face. The Professor kisses me deeply then slides his hands down to my waist. This sends chills throughout my body. We are unashamedly kissing, touching and creating such arousal in this bar. The most intoxicating part of this lifestyle is knowing that what is perceived by others is not reality. The Professor whispers in my ear, telling me that he thinks it is time to go. I completely agree as I’m so wet that I’m dripping everywhere. On our way out of the bar we see a photo booth and decide to take some pictures. The Professor slides into the booth and I follow, sitting on his lap. We are laughing and giggling because we can’t seem to get a picture of us kissing. The last photo was a success! I’m nervous and excited to have these hard copies of photos of us. I did not have pockets so The Professor agrees to carry them in his suit pocket.

After all of this time The Professor and I realize that we still haven’t had dinner yet. Our options are limited because it is so late. The Professor is not good with directions so I lead us back towards the hotel. On the corner we hear music. Low and behold it is the Mexican restaurant that we ate lunch at earlier in the day. We decide to eat there tonight, just as we get to the corner, a car drives by. I’m wearing my white dress, looking like Marilyn Monroe. You guessed it, the wind from the passing car blows my dress upward. Remember The Professor still has my panties in his pocket. I quickly push my dress down and start giggling. The Professor was in awe that it happened and begins to giggle himself. We then head into the Mexican Restaurant.

The place is electric. Everyone seems to be having a great time. We sit down and The Professor heads to the bar to order food and drinks. As The Professor returns, drinks are in his hands. We are dancing in our seats. We see a mural painted on the wall of a lady. We joke that I should pose just like her in front of that mural. Our food comes, The Professor wasn’t lying when he said that he ordered food! I think he literally ordered everything on the menu. Our whole table was covered with tacos and 7 layer dip. We dive in and The Professor realizes that we were missing something. When the waiter comes back, The Professor informs him that we are missing the shots that The Professor ordered. The waiter apologizes and comps us out shots! We are busy chowing down, taking just enough time to shoot each other playful glances. The food and drinks were so yummy. This is the best feeling ever. As we leave the restaurant we decide to mimic the mural. The Professor takes the photo and sends it off to my hubby.

We hold hands and steal kisses as we walk back to the hotel room. The passion between The Professor and I is rising again! Once in our room we begin to undress again to take care of each others wants, needs and desires. The Professor and I are naked and loving every moment of freedom. Our room has a big beautiful window over looking Austin. We decide to take advantage of the window and tests our limits. The Professor bends me over in front of the window, placing my hands on the glass. He slides his hard shaft in from behind. He is fucking me, for all of 6th street to see! I wonder how many actually witnessed this. We do not last long in this position as we want to extend this feeling longer and we collapse on the bed. Grinding on each other our bodies in sync with one another. I’m gushing, having multiple orgasms. The Professor feels sooo good inside of me. I whisper to The Professor, telling him to “cum inside of me”. That sends The Professor over the edge. Moaning, The Professor is yelling my name, he fills me till I’m overflowing. Still inside of me we cuddle and fall asleep.

The next morning arrives way too quickly. Alarms are blaring, The Professor has a coffee meeting soon. The Professor jumps up and starts getting ready. I just lay there and watch. Just before The Professor leaves I put on one of his dress shirts and kiss him goodbye. I use this time to call my hubby and check in. I explain to hubs what my day looks like today. An afternoon meeting and hopefully a romantic evening. I assure hubby that we would complete the missions as quickly as possible. We say our “I love Yous’s” and continue on waiting for The Professor to return. The Professor finally returns with coffee and breakfast. He brings a lot of options for my coffee and I absolutely adore the fact he brought all kinds of cream and sugar. The Professor sits in the office chair next to me in the lounge chair.

We chat about his meeting and how much fun we are having with the missions and the trip as a whole. We eat breakfast and The Professor is in awe of me, sitting there in nothing but his dress shirt. The Professor begins to change and I know exactly where this is headed. I’m longing to feel his cock between my lips. I want to feel his girth in my mouth. I help him with his pants and take him into my mouth. His cock is hitting deep within my throat. I then realize that we are about to have sex right on this chair. The Professor scoots me back into the chair. He begins to lick me, mmmmmm his tongue is swirling my clit. I’m moaning enjoying every lash from his tongue. I put my hand in his hair, he looks up never taking his tongue off of my clit. I can see the smile in The Professor’s eyes and I smile back. After a few minutes I tell him that I need to feel him inside of me again. This turns The Professor on even more. He enters me, this position is amazing. Feels like we are almost in doggie because my feet are flat on the floor and he is so deep inside of me.

Bodily fluids are gushing out of me. I can feel The Professor to my core. The Professor loves the view of my breasts swaying with every thrust. Moaning and adoration flowing from our mouths, I cum so hard on him. The Professor cums so much inside of me. We rest for a little while in our chairs finishing our coffee. We then begin to get ready and embark on our day ahead.

We made our way out of the room to hit the town once again. I going to accompany The Professor to a meeting in the afternoon, so we have a few hours to kill. We hit the local souvenir shops, I have to bring my hubby and kids back some goodies from Austin. Each family member will receive a gift, plus my hubby and I collect magnets from all of the towns we visit. We spend entirely too much time at the shop but I even find a pink Austin shirt for myself. My background is in retail and I explain some merchandising strategies to The Professor. His is enamored with my knowledge and that also draws us closer.

After the souvenir shop we decide to grab some lunch. This is the perfect time to practice being platonic. This meeting is a very professional meeting and there is to be no hanky panky. We order salads and they taste wonderful. Being platonic is going well but my nerves are rising. I’m naturally a very shy person, especially around unfamiliar people. The Professor asks me if I would mind meeting some colleagues for dinner after the meeting. I agree but The Professor can sense that I’m feeling uneasy about it even though it is hours from now. The professor tells me to hold his hand under the table that we are sitting at. He squeezes my hand tight and tells me not to worry, he will lead the conversation at dinner. I say “OK” and let him know that I will not speak at this dinner unless I’m spoken to.

Upon our arrival at this afternoon meeting, I am in awe. The meeting was at a College , the students, the atmosphere, I feel like I could belong and yet I feel too old. I attended a very, very , very small college over ten years prior. This was just such a different atmosphere then when I attended. During this meeting I’m mesmerized by the atmosphere. I take notes, and take in the whole experience, barely saying a word. I’m thoroughly interested in everything being said. This is just so different then anything I’ve ever experienced. Our meeting only lasts an hour, but it felt like 5 minutes. Time just flew by.

After the meeting we say our goodbyes to The Professors colleagues and we are free. Free to restart our PDA, holding hands, kissing and enjoying each other. We also have some missions from hubby to complete. This is our last day in Austin and have to complete these missions. We go to the Solarium, Where I do multiple public flashes. It is very warm there yet so quiet. We are laughing the whole time and I feel like we are causing all of the ruckus. The library is our next stop on campus. We pull some books from the shelves to look through and take some crazy pics with. I absolutely love the smell of all of the books. The Professor and I play inside of the study cubicles and I joke about taking him right there. The Professor giggles with excitement and I his growing excitement in his trousers. We also discuss the next mission. The next mission puts The Professor completely in charge. It’s his choice of what he wants me to do.

We leave the library after returning the books. The Professor decides to go up to the top of the building. All the way up to the seventh floor. Less traffic that way, we reach the seventh floor and immediately notice cameras! Someone comes through the door as I flash The Professor. Standing in front of the window the Professor requests that I remove my thong. I do as he requests and hand the thong over to him. We sit down on the staircase. I can see through the bulge in his pants that he is so ready for me. I unzip his pants and kiss and lick his cock, teasing him as he grows harder. I gently wrap my lips around him, pulling him deep into my throat. The Professor is moaning and grabbing my hair softly. The Professor is enjoying the way I suck his cock and I am enjoying the way he feels in my mouth. I am so wet and I can feel it dripping onto my legs. We decide it is time to leave. This was all about the trease.

We head back to the hotel, No cabs in sight. It’s like everyone decided to leave at the same time. I assure The Professor that I can get us back to the hotel and we decide to walk. This proves to be the most strenuous part of the trip. My hubby and I go long periods of time without speaking and it wears on my hubby. I try to ease his concerns while navigating the streets of Austin. The emotion hubby and I were feeling was something crazy. Finally things seems to be ok with hubby and I. We finally see the hotel. The walk took longer then anticipated and we realize that it is time to meet The Professors friends for dinner. We rehearse our story making sure that it is legit and believable. We drop our bags at the courtesy desk, as we have no time to change before dinner.

The restaurant is gorgeous. A big wooden door with a hand carved design, totally reminds me of a castle. All I can think about is how nervous I am to me The Professor’s friends and colleagues. The restaurant is packed, so many people I’m feeling very anxious and make a plan to go back to the hotel restaurant if I get lost. The Professor assures that I stay with him and we make it to ur table. As usual I’m super quiet around his friends. I hate ordering at restaurants and let everyone order first. I decide to order something small and not too large as I’m way too anxious to eat. The professor is chatting it up, I enjoy listening to him talk about work. It’s like seeing a different person when he is in a professional environment. The Professor’s tone of voice changes and even his posture. I’m taking in all of the talk at the table. The Professor graciously includes me in the conversation, bringing up my past experiences in the workforce. I passionately talk about my retail experience and The Professor is beaming, He loves to hear me talk about work. We long finish our meals and continue talking in the group fro what seems like ages.

On our way back to the hotel, we see a little café and stop for dessert. The place was very charming. And the pastry is amazing. Finally, it is just back to the two of us. The next mission is my choice of what I wanted to do. We decide to stay at the hotel and chill up on the rooftop pool. We change into our swimwear, I have a black lace cover up that my hubby bought me for the trip. The Professor is in what appears to be a regular swim trunks and a t-shirt. We send a pic to hubby and he makes a comment on how beautiful I look and make fun of The Professor for looking like he is wearing workout apparel. We find a spot there is a fire lit, the lighting is low and very windy on the rooftop. The Professor and I do not mind, we are enjoying this romantic moment in this amazing place. We cuddle up on the couch wrapped up in each others arms realizing that we only have a few more hours together before I leave to return home.

We don’t say much, just gazing into each others eyes. My hair blows across my face and into his face. The Professor moans at the smell of my hair and tells me how beautiful I am. Blushing, I thank him for the kind words. Now on to my mission and what I want. I tell The Professor that I want his fingers inside of me right now, on this couch at the pool with all of these people around. The Professor lays down next to me, gently gliding his hands down my bikini and teasing me before anything else is done. The professor finally finds his way to my clit. I can’t help but to rock my hips. Moaning and telling The Professor that I want his fingers inside of me. He kisses me and begins to slide one in. I’[m warm and moist, so easy for The Professor to slide one finger in. We both giggle at each other and kiss some more. We talk about how amazing the last couple days have been and head back to our room.

I’m ready to be devoured and spend one last night with The Professor. The final mission from hubby is to do whatever we please with no picture requirements or even any communication with hubby on what we decided. The Professor and I chuckle and wonder aloud on what more could we possibly do! We have sex in almost every position this night. We start in missionary then my legs pinned back, then doggy, cowgirl, and then finishing up back in missionary looking at each other. Each of us having a massive orgasm and so grateful to have spent this time together. We are both completely satisfied as we drift off to sleep.

The alarm is blaring, I do not want to get up but I must take a shower and prepare myself to go back home to my amazing hubby. Up and into the shower I go. The Professor wakes up and follows me. The Professor holds me, kissing me, rubbing me with his hardness. The professor caresses my breasts and smiles. I smile back but have to tell him NO! I don’t want to say no, I really want to give in but I can’t. It is time for me to go and this day is all about my hubby. The professor had his time with me and now I’m going back to the love of my life to be reclaimed. The professor nods and understands. We finish showering and get dressed.

I double and triple check to make sure I am taking everything. The Professor is saddened by the upcoming departure but I have a hubby and family to return to. The Professor helps me take my bags down to the lobby and tells me that he will accompany me in the cab to the airport. I’m secretly relieved, I will feel much safer with him there then I will by myself. We cuddle in the back of the cab, reminiscing about the last couple days about how we will not text each other for a couple days to let my hubby and I reconnect. We arrive at the airport and one final hug and kiss. I am on my way home!

Waiting at my gate I am filled with so much emotion. Love, fulfillment, sadness and excitement. It’s sad to be leaving a friend but I’m excited to be reunited with my one true love. I’m also super excited to see my babies. My emotions are going into overdrive, so much so that I begin to cry. The professor asks if he can text me until I board my flight. I tell him that of course it is ok. I thank him for the time we spent together and for taking me on this trip. The Professor thanks me for taking the time to come with him. I say a final good-bye and let him know that I will message ok when I arrive. I have a layover on my trip home and it feels like it takes forever. I just want to be in my hubby’s arms.

The plane lands in Cleveland. I text hubby that I have landed and make my way to baggage and then to my waiting hubby. As I exit the airport, there he is! My man, my heart and my rock. I can’t contain myself and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him loving the way his hands feel around my waist. The excitement from the car is unreal. Everyone is so happy to see me and to have me home, I am just as happy to be home. We settle back into our routine. Nap time for the kids as soon as we get back home.

Hubby and I take full advantage of nap time. We make love, sweet passionate and carnal love. Hubby pleasing me in every way possible. I lose track of my orgasms. I’m happy to be his and with my hubby. My hubby sadly has to work the night I return. I wish he could stay home with me. His next day off cannot come soon enough. The Professor and I continue to talk everyday and plan our next adventure. The Professor suggests an Obstacle Course race with all of us. We start to train to be ready for this intense race adventure.

In the three weeks between visits from The Professor, we try to be more platonic. Gradually trying to change the dynamic of our friendship. Hubby and I become increasingly worried about the well being of The Professors own marriage and really have grown to love him and his family. This platonic thing is much tougher then I thought. The Professor and I both love the art of teasing. I keep telling him how much fun it is going to be to tease him. Knowing that he can look but can’t touch for this race because my step daughter is joining us for the race.

We continue to talk about everyday things. We truly have a great friendship. I long to continue this friendship, It has always felt like we knew each other for years and that is such a rare quality. When you find a relationship like that you want to keep it and nurture it. The week of the race is intense. I am nervous and excited. The Professor offers to make the trip down a day early so that My hubby and I can have an actual date night. That is true friendship right there. We are super excited for this opportunity to spend time together outside of our home, just the two of us. We decided to stay close and went to a local wine bar. I dress to the nines wearing a tight black dress with nothing on underneath. Black heals on, makeup on and hair done.

The Professor, bless his heart put the kids to bed. Hubby and I leave and go to the wine bar. Once at the bar we enjoy some great food and delicious wine. There was an Elvis impersonator there that night. We were inside and didn’t get to see him but the atmosphere was electric. Hubby and I started scheming on how we were going to tease The Professor when we returned from our date. After dessert we made our way back home. The Professor was surprised that we returned so soon, Hubby and I like to be home and have fun just being there. I slipped off my shoes and asked my hubby to make drinks for all three of us. My hubby turns on the music and the dance floor lights that hang over our bar.

The three of us are chatting about the kids and how they went to sleep. The Professor asked us about our date. I thanked The Professor again for giving my hubby and I this time away, just the two of us. I also reminded The Professor that he was not going to be able to play, as we are still practicing being platonic. With every look, wink, laugh, playful touch my hubby yells, “PLATONIC” all night long. I think my hubby has The Professor on edge and boy it is so much fun watching The Professor squirm The power is definitely in my hands and I’m trying really hard to be nice. Hubby and I joke about taking The Professor to the local strip club the following night. We tease The Professor about having the girls dance with him on stage. The Professor giggles, blushes and repeatedly says “NO”. We are having too much fun at The Professor’s expense.

The music is playing and I begin to dance and my black dress doesn’t stay on long. I run upstairs and change into my Cavs pajamas and return to dancing. I don’t miss a beat, dropping low and really getting into the music. The strip club continues to be a huge topic of discussion. The Professor asks me if I would ever consider dancing at one, even if it is just for one night. The thought has crossed my mind, One: just to say that I have done it. Two: IO also know that I would be damn good at it, “Make it rain bitches” I say. I also tell The Professor that I would do it only if he was there to see. The Professor follows this up by asking me if I could actually dance in stripper heals. “Of course I can” I reply and head back upstairs to put on my stripper heals. The heals are hot pink and black, just my style.

I begin to dance in my pajamas and my stripper heals. Shaking my ass as if I was on stage at the strip club. This puts The Professor on edge, telling my hubby how sexy, beautiful and sensual I am. All the while I am just dancing away, giggling and having a grand ole time. It is getting late and we decide to go to bed. I give The Professor a kiss on the cheek and tell him to sleep well. My hubby and I head upstairs to our bedroom where we have some amazing sex. My hubby tries to be as loud as possible so The Professor hears from the guest room on the first floor. My hubby pounds me so good, filling me up. Afterwards we crash on the bed with my hubby holding me and drift to sleep.

The next morning was just as fun. We are in our daily routine and The Professor decides to make hubby and I breakfast. The Professor is really making himself at home and has become a dear friend. The Professor accompanies the family while we go shopping to pick up last minute things for the big race tomorrow. The Professor buys some books for the kids, I absolutely love how he treats the kids, he truly is an uncle to them. This platonic thing is really hard but I realize how important it is to transition our relationship. Having a more normal relationship can open up more opportunities with The Professor and the goal is to have both of our families as close friends, something both The Professor and I really want to accomplish. I must admit, we haven’t been completely platonic. We have been sneaking kisses here and there, just a peck but that has to suffice. Night falls, we go to bed early as we have to wake up really early for the big race. Another day of a platonic relationship down! We made it through the hard part.

It’s race day. I have a weird nervous excitement. I am ultra competitive and have been training really hard for this race. I fear that I will fail. My hubby and The Professor both tell me that there is nothing to worry about. We are a team and will make sure that we all finish. I am happy that The Professor asked us to run the race with him. I think hubby and I were the only ones crazy enough to race. We are all getting ready . I get dressed and head down stairs. I burst into the guest room and jump on The Professor and give him a big kiss, letting him know it is time to wake up. The Professor and I get out of bed, especially since we hear the kids coming down the stairs. The Professor proceeds to change into his race gear as I turn my back to give him privacy. We continue to talk how much fun this race will be.

We arrive at the race site. We are all in now. No turning back. It is going to be 5 miles of hell. The weather was horrible and rained all night. “Holy Shit, What am I doing” I say to myself, while my hubby is beyond pumped. I am just myself, trying not to worry too much about what lies ahead. We try to stick together during the race. This proved to be more difficult then any of us imagined. The Professor and I get separated from my hubby and steal some looks. I proceed to tell him that this type of mud bath was not what I had in mind for a spa day. The professor promises to make it up to me someday. I also reiterated that he was lucky that I still liked him. While we are alone I want him, even while we are muddy, sweaty and tired. The Professor and I tease each other about sneaking off. The Professor said that he would lick me clean, I replied with the same token of appreciation. We just stand there waiting for the others in our group to catch up. We hold hands and kiss. Our group does not finish together as we lost a person and it took some time to find them. We all meet at the finish line, dog tired yet all on a super high for completing something so taxing.

On our way home The professor drove. We all tried to stay awake, we are super smelly from the dirt and mud. We make it home and immediately showered one by one eventually feeling clean and normal again. The kids thankfully are being so understanding of how tired and sore we are and all of us end up cuddled on the couch. Kids and all. I’m cuddled up on my hubby and the kids are all cuddled up in The Professor. We watch a movie together, then it’s time for the kids to go to sleep. I ask The Professor when he is going to head home. He has quite a long drive so I want him to be rested. I tell The Professor to cuddle up next to me and use my bum as a pillow. He does and him and I fall asleep for a little bit. We wake up refreshed, The Professor decides that he needs to get home. The Professor gathers his things and my hubby and I say good bye to The Professor. I give him a hug and kiss until next time.

We talk over the next few days, and start planning a time to get together again. The Professor wants to be sure to include my hubby to include a true threesome. The Professor made plans to go camping over a year in advance. His original camping partners couldn’t make it and asks my family to join him. This will be a “family vacation”. We make plans to stay at The Professor’s house the night before we leave. We are going to meet The Professor’s wife and family. We are excited to evolve the relationship and build a family friendship. I realize that this is very risky but we have heard so much about The Professor’s wife.

After hearing details about this camping trip. My hubby and I are wondering what we got ourselves into. This is true camping in the wilderness. Hubs and I are still excited for this new adventure. The Professor and I are making lists of needed supplies and gathering those items. We plan meals especially meals we can make that aren’t traditional camping meals. We get everyone’s favorite snacks. The Professor and I talk about letting him watch my hubby and I have sex, we also talk about sneaking off to an island close to the cabin. Very exciting thoughts, though I am more inclined to just let The Professor watch. I would hate for anyone to find out. We are getting good at being platonic. It is a good 70/30% of the time. Well maybe more 40/60%. We leave off the talk about his upcoming family weekend. I wish him luck and tell him to touch base when he had a chance.

The GIG is up!

The next day passes and I do not hear from The Professor much, just the normal salutations and such. I do not think much about it as he was having a busy family weekend with guests over his house. We talk briefly and go on our merry ways or so I think. The following morning comes and I receive my good morning text, followed by the text that I knew would eventually come. I just didn’t expect it to come so soon and definitely not today. The Professor’s next text said “she found out”. My heart sunk and I immediately shut down. I respond with a simple “OK” and continue with that response for everything The Professor says.

The Professor and I talked about this happening, his wife finding out. We just had no idea that it would happen so soon. The Professor wants to keep a line of communication with me. I tell him “ABSOLUTELY NOT!”. We have talked about this, we have to keep the friendship/relationship to a place where we could walk away at any moment. This is the time to walk away. The Professor tells me that he is going to stay in contact with my hubby I agree that my hubby would be a good line of communication for him. The Professor apologizes to me and I apologize to him. We tell each other until we see each other again someday, “XOXO”. That’s it GONE…..

I’m numb, I’m nervous for him and his wife. When my hubby and I entered this lifestyle I knew that being with married men was a risk. The last thing my hubby and I ever wanted to do was ruin marriages. We believe in marriage and really do not wish ill will on anyone. At the end of the day though I did not seek out The Professor, I did not pursue him and I certainly didn’t force him to be unfaithful to his wife. Hell, half of the time my hubby and I talked to him about improving his marriage, about how to improve his own relationship. We exposed The Professor to our marriage and how we operate as a couple. He sees and is amazed on how in sync my hubby and I are as a couple and it inspires The Professor. I am struggling with the fact that I lost a friend. Someone that truly got me and my life and I got him. I write down some raw emotions and feelings into my journal. Here is what I wanted to say to The Professor.

“Sometimes people come into your life unexpectedly, and it’s such a whirlwind experience that you lose sight of reality. What your friendship is truly based on. Do we ever do it right? Do we ever become friends to just be friends? Or do we befriend that person out of convenience? Is it because we work together? Will that friendship last if we no longer work at the same place? Did you become friends because you thought that person could fulfill a need or desire? What happens when true friendship forms? I regret becoming friends the way we did. Hear ME! I do not regret being your friend EVER.I just want to be friends. True and real friends are so hard to find, especially in the world that we live in. • One is either too selfish • Too busy • Too fake I want real. No judgement, Good people. People who want to share their lives, milestones, birthdays and other life events. Do these friendships exist anymore? Has the world evolvedinto just virtual friendships? Do we lack that much depth as human beings? Am I asking too much? This whole thing makes me feel like I am. Why? IS IT ME?”

I also wrote a little bit in my journal to my hubby. “ I want you: • To date me again • To make me feel beautiful • To help me be a better Wife, Mother and friend • To make me feel wanted (not just physically) • I want you to tell me how much you want me • Tell me the things you LOVE about me • Tell me about my quirks that you hate but you think are cute enough to change your mind.

I need you to do this right now because I feel unlovable”.

Of course hubby does those things for me, I just needed that right then and there. It wasn’t long before hubby had me feeling better. The Professor and I shared joys, triumphs, sadness and just regular everyday stuff. Never pushed for more it always just flowed naturally. I do my best to move on.

During this time The Professor and my hubby are still in contact and discussing how his wife found out and everything went down. My hubby is trying to give him the best advice possible. Just take it slow, be patient give Mrs. Professor time to heal. My hubby reminded him that there is timeline on healing. The Professor seems to take the advice and continues to tell me hubby about how he got caught.

It appears that the excitement The Professor had for camping had raised her suspicions. Mrs. Professor went searching for a possible reason. She found the photo booth photos from Austin. Those dreaded photos. I wanted to keep both copies for that reason alone. She confronted him and The Professor spilled the beans. I give The Professor credit, he didn’t deny the affair. He owned it.

A week passes and The Professor and his wife are on an emotional rollercoaster. My hubby continues to try and give advice to The Professor, being there for him. I’m lost and trying to find my way. Ultimately I just want the best for The Professor and his wife. I want nothing more than have them work through it learning and grow from this. It seems like they are making progress and that makes me happy.

Another week passes and there is talk about the four of us meeting. My defenses go up immediately. “ Awe Hell No, That’s a trap” I tell my hubby. That is way too soon. I think it will be a miracle if we ever meet at this point. I talk with my hubby about the situation. I do not diminish our role in their issues and The Professor’s infidelity, at the end of the day it was still The Professor’s choice to be unfaithful. No one forced him into it. Maybe Mrs. Professor just wants to understand. I know that The Professor and I had a true friendship and maybe that’s what they are thinking, as we were working on trying to meet her anyway.

Through The Professor, I know about her and how she feels about her family. As a mother, wife and a woman I am hard pressed to believe that anyone in her position would want to meet and be civil. I am the odd man out so to speak. Mrs. Professor can befriend my hubby no problem as he is not the one that her husband had sex with. Mrs. Professor is obviously trying to forgive her husband so she will talk to my hubby, but me? WHY? For what purpose? The only thing that runs through my mind is to trash me. I’m sorry The Professor is my friend but I am not going to put myself in a hostile situation EVER. I will block and walk away in a heartbeat before that will ever happen.

My hubby and I talk and he calms me down and we agree that a meeting right away is not in the cards. We propose a four way group chat on KIK first. We want to see if we can actually have a normal conversation. We do just that, though somewhat awkward at first. My hubby and I clearly state to Mrs. Professor for the role we played in the hurt she is experiencing. Mrs. Professor forgives us. Very commendable of her. The conversation seems to be flowing well and of course we gang up on The Professor, making fun of his quirks. The Professor knows that we secretly like his quirks. We continue an open chat, the four of us for a couple more weeks. The chat seems to be in a good place. My hubby and I are enjoying a nice weekend when The Professor brings it to our attention that he and his wife would like to meet. A spontaneous meeting. Thankfully I was able to find a last minute babysitter.

My nerves are shot. I’m shaking. My hubby hugs me. “ Everything will be ok” Remember we can walk away at any time” He tells me. We are driving up to meet The Professor and his wife. We decide to meet in neutral territory. Hubby and I are still unsure of how this will play out. We arrive at our destination, a quaint little Irish bar. Hubby and I take a deep breath and head into the bar, making sure we get a table for four.

The Professor and his wife arrive, I’m super nervous. I can tell that The Professor is very nervous as well. The Mrs. Appears to be relatively calm. Mrs. Professor is beautiful. Her and I shake hands, The Professor and I just wave to each other. We sit down and my hubby pre ordered some appetizers. Mrs. Professor and I do not eat but the guys do. The conversation is flowing, laughs and giggles. Shots are ordered and on the way! We decide to do some bar hopping and visit a few bars in the area. We are all enjoying the moment.

Mrs. Professor seems to have a crush on my hubby, It’s rather cute. There was one point in the beginning of the evening that both my hubby and The Professor’s wife took phone calls at the same time. They both stepped outside. I put my head down into my arms. The Professor asked if I was ok. I respond saying that the two people that should not be left alone are indeed alone. The Professor nervously laughs and I continue to bury my face in my arms. The night goes on with plenty of flirting and drinks. Towards the end of the night we decide to leave the bar. The Professor and I walk head leaving my hubby and Mrs. Professor to walk and talk. My hubby helps her walk straight and gets her safely to their car. The Professor and I have a moment to speak before my hubby and his wife catch up.

The Professor asks me how I am doing. This was the first time since his wife found out that he actually asked how I was. I tell The Professor that I can’t lie. I tell him that it hurts but I am moving on and forward. I still enjoy looking into The Professor’s eyes. I miss my friend. My hubby and I follow The Professor to his hotel. We decide to accompany then up to their room. We are still very unsure of this. My hubby and I have had some discussion about a possible foursome. We never anticipated that it was going to happen this night. The Professor ran out to the store to get some refreshments and condoms. My hubby and Mrs. Professor sit on the bed and have a chat.

Not knowing what to think, this moment has come up in conversation with my hubby. My feelings have always been that if we indulge in a foursome that I should get some love and attention as well. I could not be left out. If it is onesided it becomes more of retaliation to me as opposed to a genuine foursome. That is not something that I signed up for. I trust The Professor so I also trust his wife. I am hoping that if this goes to where it seems to be going that it is all that it should be.

The Professor returns from the store and the foreplay begins. We are all on one bed, undressing. I am all over Mrs. Professor’s breasts. Sucking, nibbling and pinching. She has my hubby’s cock in her mouth. The Professor is taking care of his wife’s clit and pussy. I can tell by her body language she is enjoying herself. She gently caresses my ass and moves closer to my pussy. The Professor’s hand is right there. The Professor’s hand and his wife’s hand meet and just like that both quickly flee my body in terror of course. This doesn’t help my mental state at all. I take my time and lick her clit for The Professor. I then take the Professor in my mouth sucking him, trying to help him out. I am confident that he is too much in his own head for this. The Professor ushers my hubby over to take his wife. My hubby has a terrified look on his face and looks at me. I give him a nod and mouth “It’s OK, Go for it”. I am left to lay there as my hubby takes his wife. Pounding her, taking control and moving her around the bed. Mrs. Professor is enjoying it from what I can tell. After a good while it happens. My hubby cums. He quickly gets The Professor over to continue and my hubby pulls off the condom. I am left with nothing.

My worst fears were just met. The Professor climbs into bed with his wife and go under the covers. My hubby begins to eat me out but I’m really starting to feel this whole thing was a mistake. I push my hubby away and get up. I run to the bathroom and jump into the shower. Washing myself because I feel sick. I’m hurt and confused. I’m confused because the evening was so hot. The foursome was very erotic and a turn on. I just did not get any. After my shower, I dress and leave the room. The door slams behind me. My hubby gets up off of the bed and gets dressed. The Professor and his wife ask if everything was ok. My hubby assures them that HE and I will always be good. My hubby graciously says good bye to The Professor and his wife, giving Mrs. Professor a kiss on the forehead.

My hubby and I talk in the elevator and more in the car on our way home. I kept telling my hubby that I wasn’t upset with him at all, how could I be? I admitted that I was being selfish in once I realized that he came, I knew I wasn’t going to get satisfied. My hubby explains to me that his plan was that he was going to pleasure me orally to the edge until he got hard again. He was then going to fuck me like I have never been fucked before. My hubby loves an audience. “Ohhhh” I say. I guess we should have talked beforehand. Would have been nice to be on the same page.

The group chat continues through the next day. I was not in a good place, so I did not really participate in the chat. I still felt like it was a setup. The Professor and his wife both reach out to my hubby to see if I am ok. My hubby suggests to Mrs. Professor that she should reach out to me. She explains to me that it was not retaliation, I believe her and we move on. The next day comes with many questions from Mrs. Professor to my hubby about the lifestyle. I am trying to help my hubby answer the questions as best I can. Mrs. Professor disappears on us both. Come to find out she decided to read both my and The Professor’s blog in it’s entirety. Mrs. Professor walked away, taking a step back from it all, The lifestyle, the group chat, everything. My hubby and I hope that one day we can cultivate a friendship with The Professor and his wife. We will always be available to them. We hope and wish that they can figure it out and live a very happy life together. We have no ill-will for them at all. We wish them the best. On to my next adventure!

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