Today, I want to write more about The Truth. I want to focus on a time in this life when I felt safe. When I was learning. When I thought any Dom that took me under his wing would be honest. Would care for me as I cared for him. Would never make promise after … Continue reading Some days the words won’t come
I was so caught up in my time with The Truth, the dirty texts, the video chats on Snap, the emails and phone calls, that often times I would lose sight of who I was. I know I ignored my husband. I know I ignored my life. I know I became addicted to that beautiful … Continue reading Mistakes Made, Lessons Learned
So, after my first meeting with The Truth, I decided that I needed more, and I needed it often. Unfortunately, as life shit happens, I would have to wait a few weeks. He had training on base, I got the flu, life was getting in the way of my pussy having fun with that glorious … Continue reading How About a BBW Sandwich?
After the Momma Dude debacle, I was ready to just say no more with the whole adding in any more guys to my HotWife experience. Unfortunately, Thor was having work issues, and we were not going to be able to meet anymore. At least for a long while. His schedule and mine simply were not … Continue reading You Can’t Handle “The Truth”
When my husband and I met "Thor," we decided that we would make him my exclusive FWB. The husband would watch when he could, but that wasn't often. Most of the time, Thor and I would meet, talk and have some amazing sex, then part ways until the next time we could get together. This … Continue reading WTF Just Happened, and Why is This Man Calling Me Momma?!?
When my husband and I first got married, he would randomly say things like..."I would love to see you fucking another man" or "It would be hot to see you taking a thicker dick." Now people, I am a southern woman, born and raised. You can imagine how that went over with me and my … Continue reading The Beginning of a Submissive Hotwife
So, this is me. The "real" me. The me that only one person in this world truly knows, and that is my husband. I live a world of make-believe. I become the person that is expected of me by others, because that is the way that I was taught. Don't let out your emotions, because … Continue reading If You Knew The Real Me, You Would Shit Your Pants