As I danced the night away with my university friends (circa 2007) to Scouting For Girls’ She’s So Lovely, the lyrics “She’s flirty, turned thirty and that’s the age a girl gets really dirty” blared out of the speakers. Never in my wildest dreams did I think, that fast forward a decade, those ‘eloquently’ put words would so aptly describe me; a married woman with two young children. My thirties have indeed ignited a passion that, up until now, laid dormant awaiting the right spark. That ‘spark,’ being my husband encouraging me to sleep with other men…
Secret Vixen: Confessions of a Hotwife – An honest and open blog about how I became a Hotwife and entered the world of the ‘Vixen, Stag & Bull’ kink.
Read More 1. My Journey Begins
I shall never tire of ‘first times’ with Bulls. The excitement of the unknown is truly intoxicating and equally addictive. Each time, every nerve ending in my body seems to be supercharged, awaiting to be ignited. This particular night however was on another level. The shock of Ashley’s arrival from the US had now subsided and I now felt like a great explorer, surveying new territory. One who was ready to discover the unknown expanse of the man between my legs.
Read More 19.5 A Big Surpise
Up until now, when sharing my encounters with you, I have kept to recounting events in chronological order. Initially this was easy to maintain but the truth is, finding the time to sit and write has been somewhat of a challenge of late. As mentioned in Hiatus, with the world at a standstill due to Covid19, I found no desire or pleasure in the writing of the sexual encounters I had revelled in. Now, with the world finally returning to normal, time has once again eluded me. I’ve spent much of my recent free time, making up for lost time; catching up with friends and family whilst also making up for the lost lifestyle opportunities during lockdown. Therefore, moving forward, I shall be sharing events not necessarily in the order in which they happened. What better way to start than with one of my recent encounters; a surprise meeting in fact!
Read More 19. A big Surprise
Following our dinner date with the bed hoppers, we set to work on the frustratingly difficult task of trying to synchronise our diaries so that we could all meet up again. As ever, our everyday lives threw obstacles at us which meant that our reunion would not come around as quick as I would have liked. However, a date was eventually settled upon and this time, having learnt my lesson from our previous meet, this one was going to be a whole weekend!
Read More 18. Getting into the Swing of things
Having seen in the new year across the pond in New York, 2020 seemed to hold such promise. We arrived back in the UK with a spring in our step following an unforgettable trip and we were excited for the encounters we had planned ahead. Covid however, brought everything to a standstill – including this blog!
Read More 17. Hiatus
Due to the release of our recounts of the events that unfolded in NYC, the chronology of the blog is somewhat out of sync; my last post before this mini-series, 14. A Night on the Town took place back in February 2019! I therefore decided that before I return to retelling my encounters of 2019, that I would take stock of all the questions that I have received since embarking on this journey and answer them along with my faithful Stag, as many of the questions I receive naturally involve him.
Read More 16. Question Time
My whirlwind adventure in the ‘Big Apple’ had well and truly begun and already provided me with many memories that I would be unlikely to ever forget. I had only been on US soil for a few hours and in that short time I had sipped cocktails in a sophisticated rooftop lounge, danced to live music in a cosmopolitan bar and experienced my first ever BBC back at my hotel. Having barely slept in the last 24 hours, one would have expected me to have tucked myself up in bed in order to get a good night’s sleep before hitting the sights but at that moment in time, I was wide awake and had an insatiable appetite for the local man I had only recently met in the flesh.
Read More 15.5 Crossing the Pond
For as long as I can remember, I have always wanted to go to the ‘Big Apple,’ particularly around Christmas, to experience the many delights that it has to offer. I never imagined that those delights would come in so many different shapes and sizes. My Stag and I had arranged our short break during the early stages of entering the lifestyle and had never intended for it to include a ‘Hotwife’ event, but when planning our activities coincided with an introduction to a very experienced Bull, who happened to reside in NYC, it seemed almost rude and foolish to ignore a perfectly good opportunity to create new ‘Vixen’ memories.
Read More 15. Crossing the Pond
I would love to write that a follow up meet with the newest ‘potential’ was arranged within days of our first date but the sad truth was, life and the responsibilities that come with it, got in the way. Several weeks in fact passed before we were able to arrange a second meeting and once more, it was arranged in secret without my knowledge. My January blues which had well and truly sunk in following the Christmas period, were about to be deliciously lifted.
Read More 14. A Night on the Town
Leading up to Christmas, things went a little quiet on the ‘Hotwifing’ front due to it being such a busy time of the year. Although it was a little disappointing not to have had any physical encounters with my Bulls for a spell, it did however provide me with an opportunity to ‘meet’ some possible Bulls online through social networks.
Read More 13. ‘Tis the Season…
The holiday season was rapidly approaching and I had now been seeing two regular Bulls for a couple of months. My ‘Bigger Bull,’ being closer in proximity, was fast becoming more than an occasional acquaintance which enabled me to grow in confidence with him and therefore spontaneity. Up until this moment, it was always my pleasure that was the driving force of our encounters but seeing as Christmas was just around the corner, I was feeling very giving. It was time for me to act out one of his ultimate fantasies. It was time for a little role play.
Read More 12. Office Call