Where Do We Go From Here? Ch. 01

It is astonishing how language can be used to deceive so easily. Just a few words that are different or have several meanings can be manipulated to entrap another person. What appears to be innocent can in fact be quite sinister. So what am I talking about? I am talking about how my wife and I became caught up in something that we had thought would enhance our sex-lives and instead how it changed our lives but not for the better. Maybe I should explain.

Jan and I have been together since high school. She was a freshman and I was a senior when we met. She was 14 and I was seventeen when we began dating. I ended up being her first lover and she was my third. We stayed together until she finished high school but took a break or hiatus from our relationship for 2 years when she started college and I was studying and working. It was a tearful but agreeable breakup. I went on to date several other women and for a while I was dating 2-3 per week. Life was good but it had no future as I was rutting around like a male dog with no concern for longevity, Jan, on the other hand, was busy finding herself as a woman and as a sexual creature. She dated for a while and was becoming more and more engrossed in a long-term relationship and then we met again.

I had finished my undergraduate work and was in my second-year of my graduate studies when I stopped into an all-night diner. I was coming back from a weekend away on a work-study project and was hoping to grab a quick bite and then go home. The hostess seated me and I was waiting for the waitress to come take my order. I looked up at the waitress standing beside my table and realized it was Jan. She smiled and it broke my heart. I returned her smile with a huge grin of my own. Something happened at that moment and it changed our lives.

To make a long story short I changed my ways and stopped "slutting around" and she broke off with her other guy and one year later we married. We have now been together for 5 wonderful years. She has completed her master's degree and is working for a high-powered law firm as a data miner. My term not hers. It is a specialized technical job that impacts the firm and keeps her highly regarded and in high demand. I on the other hand have landed a job with a local school district. We both work long hours but we often have weekends free and feel that we are quite successful.

We have settled into the sexual doldrums due to familiarity and habit. I have never been a great lover but I still receive accolades for effort from my wife. She is too kind. To be honest I am an average man who is built with an average cock; it is almost 6 inches but sort of thick. Jan is growing more and more attractive as she ages and currently stands 5'7" tall with long sexy legs, a cute bubble-butt and smallish breasts. She has dark hair and golden brown eyes that look right into your soul. She works out every day either at lunch hour or right after work. We have not had children yet so her body is firm and tight but not too tight as she has some womanly curves especially her ass. I have never been one to bring her to orgasm by fucking her every time. In fact I believe I get her off with my dick every third time or so but I have given her two orgasms in a row once and it was monumental. She never complains and I am very good with my fingers and tongue to make up for my hair-trigger responses. We love each other deeply and we are a happy couple. So why am I writing this if this is the case?

I am a guy and I am a pervert and I have totally gotten into the hotwife lifestyle. I have read everything I can about it. I visit three well known and well respected hotwife sites on the web daily. We watch hotwife and interracial porn together in bed and we often discuss hotwife and interracial sexual encounters in bed while we are fucking. We had tried a threesome a few years ago and have recently discussed opening our marriage to her being able to date other men and that is where things began to go awry.

I was on the phone talking with a man I had met online named Steve and Jan was sitting in the living room reading. I had told her that I was going to be talking with Steve and I wanted her to say "Hi" as we were planning a trip to St. Louis, where he lived, and we were hoping to hook up with him while there. He and I had been talking for about 10 minutes about how we were going to get Jan to St. Louis so that he could have a threesome with her and he could turn her into a whore for him and a hotwife for me. He had been working to convince me that he would have no problem converting her once he could begin a relationship with her. I was not convinced and felt as if this was just another fantasy of mine that would go unfulfilled. He finally told me to give the phone to Jan and walk away as he wanted to talk with her in private.

"Here Jan, the phone is for you. It's Steve...from St. Louis."

"What? Okay." She replied sounding somewhat annoyed at being interrupted..

I walked back towards my office but instead of going inside of it I slipped around the corner and stayed within earshot of her but out of sight. I desperately wanted to hear the conversation between the two of them. My heart was beating so loudly from the nervousness and excitement I was afraid that Jan would be able to hear it as I strained to listen in on their phone conversation.

"Hello?" She said tentatively. "Yes this is Jan."

""Hi Steve, it is nice to meet you too." She appeared to be listening for a bit as she was quiet for almost a minute.

"Yes. Yes, that is true." Then I heard kind of a girlish giggle from her.

"Well maybe. That's not true." Then there was another little laugh. The conversation went on about for 10 minutes and then Jan got up and started walking toward our bedroom while continuing to hold the phone to her ear. I tried to remain calm but I was nervous as hell that something would slip about the plan that Steve and I had concocted to get Jan to St. Louis.

Later in bed that evening Jan told me of the conversation that she had had with Steve on the phone.

"You know Justin your friend Steve sounds like a really nice guy." Jan said to me as we were lying on our sides in bed facing one another. We were both clad in our sleeping attire; me in plain cotton boxers and her in a short grey t-shirt and bikini style silky panties.

"I thought so too and that is why I wanted you to talk with him."

"He has a deep and sexy voice and he tells funny jokes and stories."

"I never noticed his voice but he is a pretty funny guy." I replied as I remembered her laughing and giggling while on the phone with him.

"He told me that he likes talking to you and that you and he had shared a few jack-off sessions on the phone together." She said with a teasing laugh and a knowing smirk. Now I was starting to feel uncomfortable and nervous about what he might have said to her. I could feel the sweat beginning to form on my back.

"Um...yes I guess we have. What did he tell you about them?" I asked.

"Oh just that the two of you had shared a few pictures and stories about me and how excited you became and had to jack-off while he talked to you." She giggled as she told me this. I reached over and found her hand and held it.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked.

"Mad? Mad about what? That you shared a few pics of me with a complete stranger. That you told him about your fantasies about me why you played with your dick? Why would I be mad about that?" I could hear the sharpness in the tone of her voice.

"Jan, I'm really sorry I never meant to..." I stammered and then suddenly she burst out laughing.

"Justin I am just teasing you. Steve told me that you sent him a few pics of me clothed and he was the one that made up stories about me to excite the two of you." I suddenly felt a wave of relief wash over me and I laughed too.

"You got me there." I agreed and pulled her closer to me. "Seriously what did you two talk about?" I asked still anxious to find out how much he had told her.

"Justin he did tell me you two had phone sex talking about me and what you both would like to do with me. He flattered me and well actually his story about that made me quite hot. Want to see?" She added with a seductive tease. I reached down between her thighs and I could feel the damp heat emanating from the V between her thighs and her silk covered pussy. Her legs were closed.

"Um it feels like he may have excited you a bit too. He's good at that isn't he?"

"Yes he has a way with words that man. He talked to me about us visiting him this summer in St. Louis." She replied.

"Oh? What did he say?" I asked.

"Just that he was hoping to meet me in the flesh and take us around to see the sights in St. Louis. He suggested that we vacation there and that he may be able to find some work for you to do for his business to help cover our costs."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that sounded like fun but we would have to see what happens. He wants to call me again and I told him any evening after nine works fine for us."

"You did?" I replied quite startled.

"Yes he sounds like he might be a fun guy and we could use a vacation away." Our conversation then changed direction and we slowly began to kiss and caress each other. While making love with Jan we had our usual pillow talk that we used to excite each other. Tonight the topic was swinging and my sharing her with another man. As usual the talk got her hot and it led to an orgasm for both of us but afterward she said

"Don't get your hopes up mister. I'm not promising anything as I don't know if I am ready for this." I knew better than to say anything further about it so we laid there in silence until we both drifted off to sleep.

The next day, after we had had breakfast and Jan had gone off to work, Steve and I began our usual chat session and that led to a phone call from me to him almost immediately.

"Hello Steve this is Justin." I said when he answered the phone.

"Hi Justin, how are you this fine morning?' His pleasant voice replied.

"I am good Steve; how are you?"

"Great. I enjoyed talking to your lovely wife last night. She is really nice."

"Thanks, so what do you think?" I demanded.

"About what?" He replied as if he didn't know.

"About Jan, about what we talked about, what do you think?"

"Oh. Well I cannot wait to meet her and I feel that should be no problem."

"Yes but what about our plan?" I asked.

"Oh Justin relax I just talked with her about 10 minutes. We are just getting to know each other. Oh she sent me a text this morning."

"She did what did she say?' I asked.

"She simply said "Good Morning." And sent me a smilie-face emoji."

"So do you think she will go along with your plan?'

"Yes I do." He replied.

"Why do you say that?" I asked feeling very frustrated at his lack of details..

"I told you Justin I have done this before. It has worked before and I was able to make those women my whores. Just trust me man, if you let me do things my way she will be asking you to come visit me. Did I ever tell you about my secretary?"

"Yes you did and it got me so hot."

"Well she was one of many and Jan will be next. I promise you that you will be a happy man when I have worked my magic on her."

"Justin, just imagine this, you and I, fucking Jan all night long in your hotel room. After a while we will get her so addicted to having out of this world orgasms that she will do anything to have them."

"Anything?" I asked feeling the erection beginning to grow in my pants.

"Anything, I want, just the way you want her to be. Have I shown you this picture?" He asked as an image appeared on my monitor. It was of a woman's neck with a bar code tattoo on it. I immediately felt the need to free my cock from its confines.

"Wow! Steve that is so fucking hot. Whew!" I gushed as I continued to stare at the pic.

"Wouldn't that look hot on Jan's neck?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, that would be so sexy." I replied.

""I'll get that done for you so everyone can see it."

"No we can't do that because of her job. She's always in public." I complained.

"You sure? Okay how about under her arm?" He offered.

"Whew that would be so hot too but she would never agree to that either."

"Leave it to me Justin, she will be begging for one on her neck. Check out this pic." As he said that another pic came up on my screen. It was of a beautiful woman with a bar code on the back of her neck just below her hairline. I could not handle it any longer and pulled out my throbbing cock.

"Damn Steve why do you do this to me?" I asked.

"Because I know what you like and I want you to see what is possible." He replied coyly.

"Yes but not with Jan she would never allow it." I said as I began to stroke my cock.

"Are you stroking Justin?" He asked gleefully.

"Yes." I admitted as I continued.

"I knew it. Me too." He replied. "Let's stroke together."

"Okay." I replied. "So what are you going to do next?" I panted.

"By the next phone call she will start sending me pics of her and in a week nude selfies."

"Really?" I asked excitedly but I knew better as my Jan would never do that.

"You can count on it just like her being my whore and fucking whoever I want whenever I want." He panted back to me.

"I want her to be a slut so bad." I replied getting closer.

"She'll be the whore of your dreams buddy. Cum with me!" He said and we both shot our wads. After we came we both logged off and I cleaned-up and went off to work.

Jan and Steve continued to have nightly phone conversations after that. I would have thought that she was a teenage girl talking with her boyfriend on the phone sometimes when I overheard their conversations. She would giggle and whisper things to him during their conversations. At times it made me a bit jealous of them as she would say things to him with her sexy "I am horny voice." Then one night in the middle of the conversation she got up from our bed that she was lying upon and closed the bedroom door. I did not notice it immediately as I had wandered away from my usual lurking spot and was just returning to begin listening again when I saw that she had closed the bedroom door.

My wife Jan is 26 years young but appears to be no more than 20. She was raised in a devout Catholic family. Her parents have been married 27 years and she has a younger sister, Ashley who is 25, married and lives in California with her husband and two children. Jan attended parochial school for her elementary years and then public schools for middle and high school. She was always popular and actively involved in groups, clubs, and athletics. She swam, did gymnastics and also danced. She is kind of a nerd having excelled in math and information technology. She earned a bachelor's degree and rolled right on into a master's degree in information technology and she recently began taking courses in info-security. Jan is 5'7" with long sexy legs that lead right up to her perfect ass. Jan has an ass that resembles Jen Salter's ass but not as large. Since she began developing she has always felt it was too large and she has worked many hours in the gym attempting to reduce its size but all that did was making it firmer and better defined. She is on the thin side with smallish breasts, 34b, but has always believed that she was fat as it was difficult for her to buy jeans, pants, and shorts that would accommodate her trim sexy waist and still fit over her ass. This was until clothing designers began designing clothing for African-American woman with larger derrieres but thinner waists. An example was Apple-Bottom jeans. Jan once was accused by a Black male friend of having stolen a black girl's ass. This was in jest and finally helped her become more comfortable with her shapely body. I guess that you could say that she has a "bubble-butt" but it is not wide but fills a pair of skinny jeans very nicely.

Jan has always been the epitome of a woman who is sexy and flirty but does not openly flaunt it. You could say that she is demure. She has a warm smile and likes to make eye contact with everyone. She dresses tastefully in the most current fashions; sexy in a reserved and modest way. She can dress up or down depending on the occasion but she has never, to my knowledge, underdressed and appeared slutty or trashy. Too bad for me as I love looking at her sexy body and I also enjoying watching other men interact with her. I hope that paints a picture of my lovely bride. We have been married for 5 years and have plans for a family but not for 3-4 more years after we are better established in our careers.

My name is Justin and I also have an interest in technology but more on the user side of it and hardware and software compatibility. I however work for a large suburban school district in administrative support. Namely setting up and operating financial and personnel support systems. I am 29 years old and have been attempting to establish my own technology supporting business, in my spare time, to enhance our income.

The drive to St. Louis is almost 8 hours from our house via I-55. It was a sunny Friday morning and Jan and I were both dressed in casual travel clothes; white shorts and a lavender scoop neck tee for her with modest heeled sandals, and shorts and a short sleeve polo shirt for me. She, of course, wore her usual jewelry and ear rings to accessorize her look. Getting Jan going in the morning is not an issue and before sun-up we were in the car and traveling down the interstate. Breakfast consisted of MacDonald's and lots of coffee for both us. Not necessarily health food but good road food for early morning travel.

Our plan was to drive straight to St. Louis and check into an Embassy Suites Hotel downtown and not too far from the Arch. We had reservations for a week and hoped to have a nice vacation and meet up with Steve. He had actually scheduled me to begin working at one of his remote sites Sunday evening so I would have to leave early Sunday morning with a plan to stay in touch with the two of them for the week and return on Friday afternoon. He had hired me to consult on his point of sale system, on his vending machines, that he wanted networked to his ordering and warehouse system. Steve and Jan would then be together alone from Sunday until Friday when I would return to find my wife converted into a hotwife and a slut. At least that was the plan as far as I knew and Jan would have no idea what Steve and I had contrived for her until the transformation was complete.

We had been driving for four hours and the Illinois farmland was passing by the window. We had been chit-chatting and talking about nothing while we listened to the radio. We both avoided the topic of swinging directly but it was the elephant in the room; or car as the case may be.

"Justin your friend Steve is so nice and says such naughty things to me it makes me all wet and horny." She said with a teasing grin. I was too stunned to say anything as she had never said that about another man before. I looked over at her and noticed that she had removed her sandals and had her bare feet on the cars dashboard. Her long-tanned legs drew my eyes to them like iron to a magnet and I noticed that her shorts had ridden up in that position and I could see all of them. I felt myself getting hard.

Finally, we pulled up in front of the hotel, after almost 8 solid hours of driving. It was early afternoon and we both were in need of some lunch and a cocktail. After checking in and cleaning up in our room we decided to walk to a nearby brewpub for a beer and a burger. The much needed walk took us almost 20 minutes and we were soon seated in a booth perusing the menu. We both ordered a couple of the house brews and were trying to decide what to eat when Jan's received a text on her phone. It was from Steve.