19. A big Surprise

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!

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18. Getting into the Swing of things

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!

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16. Question Time

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.

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15.5 Crossing the Pond

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.

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15. 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.

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