Not sure where to start...
I hope i'm th right place, this is not really a story, more of our humble experience so far.
First, i wish to apologize for my english as its not my main speaking language.
To sum up quickly, my name is Laeti (short for Laetitia) i'm a 37, small size, brunette , petite in everything, physique, weight, size (5'5), always have been the smallest where ever i go since first class, but never was an issue for me.
In my youth, boys considered me as a tomboy, well, i had a boyish/sports look for quite some time.
I always played with boys rather than girls, I used to love sports, playing soccer, basketball, running... I had no girl as friend at this time.
Sexuality/puberty came late, when i was 16, I completly changed during summer vacation, when i came back at school I had longer hair, tight jeans and little makeup, long gone was the little tomboy (well physically at least).
Most of my usual frienship also changed, some the boys i was playing with were really suprised by the change, the other not so much.
Stopped most of the sports except running, made a new little circle of girl friends while losing most of my boy friends.
Temperament shifted too, was a pretty big mouth, turned out pretty shy, i'm still now really shy at least with people i'm not familiar with...
Fast forward to my 19-20, still trying to adapt to body and mental change, going to college (post school study, not sure it is the right term), that's where i met my future husband.
He was a cute nerd, and also shy, i asked him out and we ended up together.
We were an odd couple but we didn't care.
We sticked together until the end of school and took an appartment together with our first jobs.
We married when i was 28 and him 27 (he is one year younger than me).
Still a shy couple for people outside of our close friend circle.
Took me a couple more year at my 30 to finally feel myself completly confortable with my body, not that i had problem with it just difficulties to show it, decided to cut my hair short again (when i mean short its mid ear in lenght) and started wearing skinny jeans, heals, dress and skirts.
Close friend and also my husband were happy for me, kinda found myself.
I might be petite in size and never had a huge pair of breast but i tend to consider myself feminine enough, i have decent legs, pretty slim/athletic body and i think i have cute eyes (what usually people tell me...).
Feeling more feminine and more confident with myself i lost a bit of shyness (just a bit), more than that, sex in our couple evolved, maybe time played also a role too.
Sex has always been passionate between us, we have an active libido even after 17 years together, no problem on either side, my husband as a decent size tool and know how to please, and he always make some effort to dress up for me even if i know he is not into that at all.
Being both more cerebral we tried a few games, daily dares, roleplay and few other things... maybe about 5 years ago, my husband showed me some hotwife/cuckoldress articles.
As we both always been honest and i think open minded, i said this was hot but that i would never dare to do that myself.
For a few weeks he continued talking about it every evening or so, he was never pushy and seemed genuinely interested and excited.
As we liked to roleplay, i proposed to pretend i had a lover, and guess what he has accepted right away (he didn't jump but i pictured him aslmost like that).
I have to admit i enjoyed it more than i thought, it was mostly soft teasing and denial but we had a blast.
He asked for more, and since then, it became a huge turn on and motive for both of us.
I learned that i just love teasing him, at home, at work, doing errands, became a full time hobby for me, i love getting his attention and he always seek mine so its a win-win situation.
We both stated and agreed it was a big game, no pressure, only both of us involved and if something seemed wrong we should talk about it.
A few days later we orderer a realistic (look a like) dildo, i already had one but more functional than visual, we took our time and choose together.
When we got it, i was going to name it after his best friend's name to pick just a bit his jalousy, but i kept seeing his friend's face and the dildo side by side in my head and could not match a big cock with him (i often think back to this and always feel ashamed, maybe for real he is well proportioned...).
To make it more simple i named it after a work colleague i could more easily identify with.
Teasing went up a level from now with the fake lover's dildo, he always asked for more, and i was already hooked teasing him to the rupture point, i was and still am fascinated by the amount of love and lust you can extract from somoene only by giving just a drop of you a precise moments.
Trying to stay close to what he seems to like, our sessions often led to me rubbing or fucking our new third friend and making him drool from a distance, letting him wank, or helping him with tickles or a handjob.
And if i made him cum, always do it last, we had two nights where i made him cum first and it was a total disaster as he lost most interest and patience right after...
As i improvised every day, i often (once a week in general) warned him during the day that my lover was going to be away for the night (i'm still talking about our named dildo), and usually when we got back from work, the first thing he did was ripping my clothes off and fuck me until exhaustion.
And those night are worth more than anything to me, i love after all my tease to watch him sort of reclaim me back, its just like a volcano's eruption.
My husband kept the habit of showing me articles when he find something worthy to read about hotwives and cuckolding, also videos.
We are both conscious of being different and not "real ones" as we keep this as a fantasy, even if it changed us i can admit that.
That is why i tend to not use the world hotwife or cuckoldress, i'm more of a temptress.
I also did research on my own (my inscription here is one, after some time reading as a guest).
And here comes our current situation;
As much as my husband loves it, i'm not sure he is ready for a real try even if he says otherwise.
He never pushed me to do it, but i always smelled it as a long term plan for him (maybe i'm wrong).
For me, i'm still on the fence of trying it for real, my mind is not completly ready yet, i have to admit that getting out of my confort zone is a huge step for me and i'm not sure i will be able to find a "suitable person" for it.
So for now we keep expanding our games.
Second point, on a different subject, my husband made me read some time ago an article about queens of spade (the reason i came on the site in the first place).
I personally have no obsession for black male, while i can't deny some of them look pretty good in many domains...
In the other hand, i'm in love with the symbol, i have an appeal for his meaning and the subversity of it, and i also know my husband fully understand what it means.
I'm also actively searching for a nice black dildo to make my husband a surprise.
Since a few weeks now, i'm really hooked by the idea of getting a black spade tatoo, even have an idea of a very small one behind my ear, i could hide it under my hair or just show it as i want.
Beside, as a week zone for me, i know my husband love to kiss me there and could be a regular zone where he could see it.
Also as an opposite ring under my wedding ring, with the symbol facing down under my finger, but seemed more controversial.
My only restraint getting one is the fact that it feels like cheating (in a certain way).
Sure it is a tatoo, its permanent so its a commitment, even if its small and relatively hidden from how i imagine it.
I tend to consider this as a mark of accomplishment and an elegent/kinky way to show it, but not legitimate in my case (don't know if i'm clear enough).
I do not have any tatoo, this is the first that could tempt me.
I don't know how other people see it and i guess the appreciation must differ between people, is it more a black men appreciation mark or more a "possession" mark ? In which the second case exclude me...
As for the moment,is having a stricly supportive/ open mind about it sufficient to get this type of tatoo or should i reserve it for an uncertain distant future ?
And that's all, for now.
I hope i'm th right place, this is not really a story, more of our humble experience so far.
First, i wish to apologize for my english as its not my main speaking language.
To sum up quickly, my name is Laeti (short for Laetitia) i'm a 37, small size, brunette , petite in everything, physique, weight, size (5'5), always have been the smallest where ever i go since first class, but never was an issue for me.
In my youth, boys considered me as a tomboy, well, i had a boyish/sports look for quite some time.
I always played with boys rather than girls, I used to love sports, playing soccer, basketball, running... I had no girl as friend at this time.
Sexuality/puberty came late, when i was 16, I completly changed during summer vacation, when i came back at school I had longer hair, tight jeans and little makeup, long gone was the little tomboy (well physically at least).
Most of my usual frienship also changed, some the boys i was playing with were really suprised by the change, the other not so much.
Stopped most of the sports except running, made a new little circle of girl friends while losing most of my boy friends.
Temperament shifted too, was a pretty big mouth, turned out pretty shy, i'm still now really shy at least with people i'm not familiar with...
Fast forward to my 19-20, still trying to adapt to body and mental change, going to college (post school study, not sure it is the right term), that's where i met my future husband.
He was a cute nerd, and also shy, i asked him out and we ended up together.
We were an odd couple but we didn't care.
We sticked together until the end of school and took an appartment together with our first jobs.
We married when i was 28 and him 27 (he is one year younger than me).
Still a shy couple for people outside of our close friend circle.
Took me a couple more year at my 30 to finally feel myself completly confortable with my body, not that i had problem with it just difficulties to show it, decided to cut my hair short again (when i mean short its mid ear in lenght) and started wearing skinny jeans, heals, dress and skirts.
Close friend and also my husband were happy for me, kinda found myself.
I might be petite in size and never had a huge pair of breast but i tend to consider myself feminine enough, i have decent legs, pretty slim/athletic body and i think i have cute eyes (what usually people tell me...).
Feeling more feminine and more confident with myself i lost a bit of shyness (just a bit), more than that, sex in our couple evolved, maybe time played also a role too.
Sex has always been passionate between us, we have an active libido even after 17 years together, no problem on either side, my husband as a decent size tool and know how to please, and he always make some effort to dress up for me even if i know he is not into that at all.
Being both more cerebral we tried a few games, daily dares, roleplay and few other things... maybe about 5 years ago, my husband showed me some hotwife/cuckoldress articles.
As we both always been honest and i think open minded, i said this was hot but that i would never dare to do that myself.
For a few weeks he continued talking about it every evening or so, he was never pushy and seemed genuinely interested and excited.
As we liked to roleplay, i proposed to pretend i had a lover, and guess what he has accepted right away (he didn't jump but i pictured him aslmost like that).
I have to admit i enjoyed it more than i thought, it was mostly soft teasing and denial but we had a blast.
He asked for more, and since then, it became a huge turn on and motive for both of us.
I learned that i just love teasing him, at home, at work, doing errands, became a full time hobby for me, i love getting his attention and he always seek mine so its a win-win situation.
We both stated and agreed it was a big game, no pressure, only both of us involved and if something seemed wrong we should talk about it.
A few days later we orderer a realistic (look a like) dildo, i already had one but more functional than visual, we took our time and choose together.
When we got it, i was going to name it after his best friend's name to pick just a bit his jalousy, but i kept seeing his friend's face and the dildo side by side in my head and could not match a big cock with him (i often think back to this and always feel ashamed, maybe for real he is well proportioned...).
To make it more simple i named it after a work colleague i could more easily identify with.
Teasing went up a level from now with the fake lover's dildo, he always asked for more, and i was already hooked teasing him to the rupture point, i was and still am fascinated by the amount of love and lust you can extract from somoene only by giving just a drop of you a precise moments.
Trying to stay close to what he seems to like, our sessions often led to me rubbing or fucking our new third friend and making him drool from a distance, letting him wank, or helping him with tickles or a handjob.
And if i made him cum, always do it last, we had two nights where i made him cum first and it was a total disaster as he lost most interest and patience right after...
As i improvised every day, i often (once a week in general) warned him during the day that my lover was going to be away for the night (i'm still talking about our named dildo), and usually when we got back from work, the first thing he did was ripping my clothes off and fuck me until exhaustion.
And those night are worth more than anything to me, i love after all my tease to watch him sort of reclaim me back, its just like a volcano's eruption.
My husband kept the habit of showing me articles when he find something worthy to read about hotwives and cuckolding, also videos.
We are both conscious of being different and not "real ones" as we keep this as a fantasy, even if it changed us i can admit that.
That is why i tend to not use the world hotwife or cuckoldress, i'm more of a temptress.
I also did research on my own (my inscription here is one, after some time reading as a guest).
And here comes our current situation;
As much as my husband loves it, i'm not sure he is ready for a real try even if he says otherwise.
He never pushed me to do it, but i always smelled it as a long term plan for him (maybe i'm wrong).
For me, i'm still on the fence of trying it for real, my mind is not completly ready yet, i have to admit that getting out of my confort zone is a huge step for me and i'm not sure i will be able to find a "suitable person" for it.
So for now we keep expanding our games.
Second point, on a different subject, my husband made me read some time ago an article about queens of spade (the reason i came on the site in the first place).
I personally have no obsession for black male, while i can't deny some of them look pretty good in many domains...
In the other hand, i'm in love with the symbol, i have an appeal for his meaning and the subversity of it, and i also know my husband fully understand what it means.
I'm also actively searching for a nice black dildo to make my husband a surprise.
Since a few weeks now, i'm really hooked by the idea of getting a black spade tatoo, even have an idea of a very small one behind my ear, i could hide it under my hair or just show it as i want.
Beside, as a week zone for me, i know my husband love to kiss me there and could be a regular zone where he could see it.
Also as an opposite ring under my wedding ring, with the symbol facing down under my finger, but seemed more controversial.
My only restraint getting one is the fact that it feels like cheating (in a certain way).
Sure it is a tatoo, its permanent so its a commitment, even if its small and relatively hidden from how i imagine it.
I tend to consider this as a mark of accomplishment and an elegent/kinky way to show it, but not legitimate in my case (don't know if i'm clear enough).
I do not have any tatoo, this is the first that could tempt me.
I don't know how other people see it and i guess the appreciation must differ between people, is it more a black men appreciation mark or more a "possession" mark ? In which the second case exclude me...
As for the moment,is having a stricly supportive/ open mind about it sufficient to get this type of tatoo or should i reserve it for an uncertain distant future ?
And that's all, for now.
