Monday 29 July 2013

Post-vacation hook ups

A. got back from his family holiday early last week and we were absolutely dying to see one another. The day after he flew back, he escaped from his house for an hour so that he could see me. His wife was still on vacation and so he didn't have the luxury of time on that day but he said that he would rather see me for five minutes than not at all. I got into his car and we just sat together for a little while, telling each other how badly we missed one another during the past two weeks. He said that he missed me way too much and he held me close to him, breathing me in for a long time. He looked sad and relieved at the same time which I didn't understand. I think that he was happy to see me but upset that he cared so much, bothered by the fact that he so badly wanted to see me despite the fact that this encounter was not sexual in nature. He told me that during his holiday, he tried not to call me but failed. In fact, he called me almost every day. In response to his attempt at toning things down, I said that he should warn me so that I can calm down as well. I said that I didn't want to be the only one who was crazy about this affair. He said that he was absolutely crazy about me and that we were definitely in the same proverbial boat. Then, he pulled me in a tight hug and whispered in my ear: ''Please don't get off the boat yet''. 

Towards the end of the week, A. got really sick which kept him in bed for a few days. During the worst of it, he texted me things that made me think that the fever must have been extremely high. He told me that he needed me desperately and that he was dying to hear my voice. He said that he wished I were there to take care of him and that despite being deathly sick, he was still hot for me, that that never stops for him when it comes to me. 

During the weekend, I had a family outing which involved a lot of champagne and wine. At the end of the night I texted him: ''I can't get you out of my head. It is driving me completely crazy. Is that love? Or just lust... I don't know....''

When it comes to A., I always want more. I want more time with him. I want more emails, texts and phone calls. I want more sex. I think that I am beginning to want him to love me. 
This is definitely bad....
Hopefully, I can put an end to this madness soon. Or I may not survive the summer. 

Friday 26 July 2013

Overanalyzing

When your lover signs off via text with: ''Thank you my love'' or in this case, ''Merci mon amour''.... What does that mean?

Is every word carefully considered? Is it just a term of endearment like the numerous others he uses with me?

I am overanalyzing his choice of words....
Still losing my mind over A.

Monday 22 July 2013

Stolen moments on vacation

A. on the phone:
Hey baby, I took a chance with this phone call, I just wanted to hear your voice.

Olivia:
Hey! How are you? Are you having fun out there? (attempt at sounding cool since I was with my sister-in-law and nephew)

A: 
Yeah, just sitting by the pool. I just miss you like crazy and had to hear your beautiful voice.

Olivia:
I'm not alone, I am sorry, I have to go. 

A: 
Take care baby, miss you, kisses. 

Olivia texting:
Thanks for the call :)

A:
Thank you for being so amazing and wonderful.
I am crazy for you xox

Olivia: 
I like the sound of that :)

Friday 19 July 2013

Bad at breaking up.

Tonight was the kind of special evening where the stars seem to align and somehow, just like magic, what is usually impossible to pull off becomes possible. J's wife was out of town and my husband was away for a few days. That left us completely free and open for an entire evening with no curfew. We had planned this date earlier this week and I had been mentally preparing myself to let him know that I needed a break from our affair. Part of the reason is that my husband and I are starting to plan for a family. I have discussed this often with J. and so he is prepared for the news. Mainly though, I am having difficulty carrying on another affair since A. has come into my life. In my plan, J. and I were going to fuck each other's brains out and then I would tell him. D. inspired me with his post-sex move announcement and so I was going to do it in a similar way. 

J. and I have fantasized numerous times about visiting a sex shop together and a few days ago, he suggested that we meet there before our date. The store was in a part of town where neither of us know anyone so we held hands and kissed as we browsed. It felt nice to do something different with J. than simply meeting up for a two hour sex session. We laughed a lot as we walked around the store and finally left with two kinky items to try. On the way to the hotel, J. realized that he forgot to bring some very important items for our date so we made a quick stop. He walked out with the items and a bottle of wine. As I drove to the hotel, J. put his hand on my leg and inched his way up. He teased me until I found it difficult to drive. It was playful and fun and we were simply having a delightful time together already.

Once we stepped in the room, J. pulled me to him and kissed me passionately. We had time and I knew he wanted to take it slow. He took an ice cube from the ice bucket in which our wine was chilling and put it in his mouth. He turned to me with a devilish look on his face and put his lips on my neck. His lips and tongue were cold as he kissed me and shivers ran down my spine. We undressed each other slowly as we kept kissing. He grabbed the sex store bag and unwrapped the collar and leash that we had just purchased. J. loves to use his ties aroud my neck as a leash and so he found this collar to be extremely exciting. He tied it around my neck and pulled me towards him again. I put my hand on his already hard cock and asked him if I could kiss him there. He smiled and said absolutely as I put an ice cube in my mouth and knelt to my knees in front of him. I took the tip of his cock slowly in my mouth. He moaned and said that my mouth felt so good around his cock. I took him deeper and ran my tongue on the underside of his cock. He grabbed my hair with one hand and pushed himself further down my throat. I tried to take him all but J. is simply too big for me. 

J. pulled on the leash and lead me to the bed. He stood near the edge as I got in front of him. I looked back at him and smiled as he told me that I looked so sexy and that no one turns him on like I do. In one quick stroke, J. slammed his cock deep inside me from behind. I moaned loudly as he fucked me hard. When he came, he removed the collar from my neck and we collapsed in bed together holding each other. We drank wine and talked about our lives for a while. I didn't have the heart to break up with him yet and I knew that he was going to want to fuck me again and so I simply enjoyed the moment and the happy banter that J. and I always share after sex. 

Eventually, we had sex again and then stayed in each other's arms kissing for what seemed like forever. J. ran his hands all over my body while never unlocking his lips from mine. He kissed me and held me and touched me for much longer than he usually does after sex. Then, I turned to my side and pulled J's arms around me. He wrapped himself around me and simply held me as we rested together. This is something we have never done before. I told him that I had never seen the cuddly side of him and that it felt good being in his arms. He replied that he couldn't keep his hands off me and that my body seemed to fit so perfectly with his. He said that in this moment, everything was simply perfect and that he was completely happy. We must have fallen asleep for a little while and every time I said that we should get going, he would hold me closer and say that indeed, we should get going but that he didn't want to. When we finally got up, it was three in the morning. We got dressed, kissed and I told him that he had made it completely impossible for me to break up with him tonight. He said that he was glad and that we couldn't stop this all of a sudden. I laughed and said that perhaps we should slowly ease out of our affair instead. 

We walked to our cars and we felt like little kids when the parents are away, so free and unburdened by our real lives. At three in the morning, we were still out, together and no one was waiting for either of us at home. There were no calls from our spouses, no stress and no worries. Things are so simple with J. 

I am decidedly bad at breaking up but then again, maybe I don't really want to.

Thursday 18 July 2013

Vacation texts

A: 
Missing you blue

Olivia: 
Today is bad. I really miss you something awful ;)

A: 
You are adorable. Am at a theme park today. What's going on in Montreal?

Olivia: 
Montreal is burning under a major heat wave.

A: 
I have 4 minutes left, tell me something hot ;)

Olivia: 
I am craving your cock in my mouth. I want to lick you all over and make you moan.

A: 
Mmmmm. I can't wait. Just made me so hard already. 

Olivia: 
I wish I could ride YOU right now ;)

A: 
Haha. That would be an awesome ride ;)

Olivia: 
Now go have fun!

A: 
Thank you hottie xox. Ciao Bella.

Wednesday 17 July 2013

Twists and turns

I had been thinking of this blog long before I ever wrote its first word. In fact, over the past year, I have been imagining what this blog would be like and how much of myself I would share. I felt the urge to write things down. I needed a space to think, reflect and understand what I was going through. Initially, I wanted this to be about my experiences on AM, about the men I met there and my predisposition to adultery. As is typical with life in general, the plans we make for ourselves are full of twists and turns and nothing happens exactly as we had initially imagined. 

I started writing this blog in May, the same month that A. and I met. Hence, I fear that my aspirations for this blog are now being replaced by a love story. The type of love story which is unfolding hasn't yet been defined. Will it be the story of unrequited love? Will it fizzle out as quickly as it began? We'll have to wait and see. 

A. is away on holiday with his family. We write to each other once a day. I thought I would share some of those messages until he returns and I have some real stories to write about :)


Olivia: You left and I am already craving you... These are going to be the longest 10 days of my existence ;)
I crave your kiss....the delicious way you hold me close when you press your lips to mine....the passion you make me feel when you pull me to you is something I touch myself to all the time ;)
You are the only man who makes me wet with just a kiss...
When you are standing in front of me, I am always intensely drawn to you and the attraction that I feel is stronger than anything I have felt for any other man before and it is positively impossible for me not to kiss you.
I crave your touch...I love the way that my body responds to you....I love this way that you have of teasing my nipples with your mouth and tongue....you make me so wet from the smallest things and you keep me wet, you turn me on endlessly.....you fuck me so well...sometimes I feel you so deep inside me and the pleasure is almost too much for me to handle.....you do something to me that no one has ever done before.....you make me want to give you everything.....I want you to take me......every and any way that you want......I want you to fuck me hard, use me for your pleasure, I want you to make me yours.....I want you to make love to me....I want you to give me everything.... I want it all, I want you. 



A:
I've been reading your email over and over. Wow. I feel like nothing I can write can possibly convey how moved and deeply touched I am by everything that you wrote. Just know that everything that you describe, I feel it too. You stir feelings and emotions in me that I haven't felt in what seems like forever. And I really never expected it. You surprise me every day. You amaze me constantly. I am insanely attracted to you. I miss you every moment we are apart. I can't possibly put into words how happy I am to have met you. I know we talk and joke about when it will all end, but the truth is it pains me to think about that. I just push it away, block it off. You make me so happy and that's all that matters to me right now.  You never leave my thoughts. I can't wait to be with you again. Take care love. 



Thursday 11 July 2013

Losing my mind over A.

Summer in the world of adulterous relationships can be a little complicated. Families take time off from work, go away on holidays and the calendar is generally filled with events which can make cheating a little more tricky.

Somehow, A. and I are making it work. I went away with my husband last week and he is leaving with his family next week so we are making the most of these few days in between. We have already seen each other twice this week and are planning to meet once more before he leaves. Yesterday, I admitted to him that he was the best lover I have ever had. He told me that I have ruined him for all others since no one has ever pleased him as much as I have. 

I am losing my mind over this man. I have broken all of my rules. We share everything about our lives....Still, I feel safe with him. I know that he would never do anything to hurt me or to put my marriage at risk. We have some guidelines which we follow with regards to texting and emailing in order to safeguard our marriages but otherwise, all rules are out. This week, we jokingly asked eachother what were the rules on seeing one another almost every day and I replied that the rule book said to do whatever the hell we want. We even admitted that we were developing feelings towards one another. 

We were talking about what would happen to us when my husband and I decided to start a family. I was explaining to him that in a sense, I was glad that our affair had an expiry date or at least, a major road block which would slow us down since I was afraid that we would become too entangled in eachother. He asked me if I was worried that we would fall madly in love with eachother. I said that that scared me a lot. 

What I didn't say was that I am already in love with him. I've read somewhere that if you think that you are in love with someone, then you are. Because that is what love is....just a feeling. When A. and I have sex, sometimes it is so intense and I feel so much that I feel like my heart is about to explode. I see the intensity in his eyes, I feel it in the way he holds onto me....in the way he will intertwine his fingers with mine....Two weeks ago, during a particularly intense moment where A. was fucking me, I was writhing in pleasure beneath him and I asked him what he was doing to me because I felt like I was about to lose my mind....he answered: I am loving you....I am giving you everything. I have never felt this way during sex before....with anyone....not even with my husband. What I feel for A. is a mix of intense lust and incredible attraction coupled with such strong feelings of affection. I struggle to understand what this is, what we have.....but then it is all so wonderful that I try my best not to overanalyze it for fear that it might lose its magic. 

I am slowly weeding out my other lovers. D. has moved away. I still care for J. but I no longer feel the desire I used to feel before. I am completely consumed by A. He leaves no room for anyone else.