Texting about threesomes

A:
"Seriously, we don't have to do this. Not now. Not ever. I only want it because it's with you. I swear.
I am so over gratuitous sex with strangers. I want everything with you".

Olivia:
"That's the thing - I WANT to do it - with YOU. I wouldn't want to do this again otherwise. I've already checked it off of my personal to do list ;) but I too want EVERYTHING with you.
I just really need you to know that I would not do this without you. I wouldn't have threesomes - fuck other couples or have Mykonos orgies - with anyone but you.
I love that we are both a little crazy and that nothing is ever off the table.
As long as you love me and only me... I feel like I would let you have whatever you needed (shy) if you needed sex with strangers once in a while.... I would never leave you for it".

A:
"Baby. I love you and only YOU. I swear it. And that will never change for me. You are it for me.
 But seriously - you are everything I have ever wanted in a woman - and MORE".

The tie

A and I were in bed at our usual sex hotel on a sunday morning. I had asked him to bring a tie. He brought two, eager to use them on me. As we lay naked on the bed, A kissed me passionately. His tongue finding mine in the most delicious way, he let his hands wander the length of my body. When he reached my inner thigh, I let out a loud moan against his warm lips. I wanted more. I wanted him. I pushed his body down on the bed and got on top of him. Looking at his well-defined chest and arms made me even hotter than I already was. I grabbed one of A's ties and put it around my neck. I could see the lust in A's eyes when I said: "tie it". I watched as he tied the perfect knot around my neck and then gave him the end of the tie to hold as a leash. He smiled, surprised at my boldness and I felt him grow hard beneath me. I kissed his mouth and rubbed my pussy on his hardened cock. He grabbed the necktie with force and guided my head down towards his hardness. I looked straight at him as I licked his length, from his balls to the very tip. He whispered "I am so excited" as I wrapped my warm mouth around his cock. I circled the tip with my tongue and dove deep, taking his shaft down my throat. I lathered his cock with my saliva and continued to lick and suck as he moaned louder on the bed. As I took A's balls in my mouth, he pulled on the tie and directed me towards his face. He told me to lay my pussy on his mouth and as his tongue found my clit, he said: "you are so wet baby, you are drenched". I smiled a shy smile at him as he continued to kiss and lick my pussy. A has learned to please me in a way that no other man has ever done for me before. I was moaning loud as he pushed his tongue inside me, one finger finding my ass. His tongue left my clit for a minute as he took a sip of wine. His mouth found my pussy again and he let the cold wine slowly pour over my pussy lips. He licked it all up and dove deeper inside me making me moan. I was feeling myself dripping all over A's face as I grew incredibly aroused. For once, I wanted him to be the fist one to cum so I moved down his body until I could push his hard cock inside me. I know exactly what pleases A and I rode him hard, moving my ass up and down his shaft. He bit his lower lip and screamed how good I felt riding his cock. He slapped my ass and I screamed out, never letting his cock leave my wet pussy. When A was close to blowing up inside me, I moved lower and took his cock in my mouth. He grabbed the tie tightly and almost choked me, moving my head up and down on his shaft. I sucked up and down his length, gagging myself with his cock, as I played with his balls and he screamed that he was about to explode so hard in my mouth. I didn't stop sucking and licking until he screamed loudly and I could taste the sweetness of his cum on my tongue and down my throat. I swallowed every drop and undid the knot on his tie, throwing it on the floor next to the bed. I smiled at him and he let out a loud sigh. He said: "You spoil me so much baby", as I lay my head on his chest. 

Turmoil

A:

"You don't know what you want".

Olivia:

"I want you".

A:

"You have me. And still you are unhappy. Why?".

Olivia:

"I don't know".

A text from my lover

A:
"I have never missed you as much as I did tonight".

The concert - oh the dread

Olivia:
"The grown up part of me has accepted that today is not going to be what I thought it would be and is overall ok with everything. I mean I have planned a whole other evening for myself and under any other circumstances, I would be excited and elated about tonight.
But the childish and immature side of me is kicking and screaming inside. This part of me wants to boycott the whole stupid thing and just sit at home and pout and scream and get mad. I even feel anger towards Sam Smith for some reason! I have been screaming "screw Sam Smith" in my head over and over during the weekend.
I really am kicking and screaming inside baby. I am yelling at the world saying it's not fair ;) like a child.
I don't want to go.
But I know that staying home won't make me feel any better.
So I am going to dress up and curl my hair and go on a girls night with my best friend.
I still can't believe I am not going with you.
:("

"Worst Christmas ever" - A

The holidays are always difficult for those of us living, what some may call, a "double life". Spouses are home from work, family obligations and parties fill up the calendar and the window of time to spend with one's lover suddenly seems infinitely small. A and I have made numerous Christmas plans that have sadly fallen through due to changing spouses' schedules and extended holidays from work. With the exception of an unexpected and unplanned visit on Christmas Eve, A and I have had very little time to celebrate together. Although spending the holidays with everyone but the person you love can put a serious damper on one's celebratory mood, A and I have managed to steer clear of holiday-induced depression thanks to one shiny beacon of light - two months ago, I bought us tickets to see an artist that we have both discovered together and grew to LOVE in concert in January. I can not begin to express how much A and I  have been looking forward to this event. We would talk about it excitedly every single day. It would mark a major milestone in our relationship since it would be the first time that we do something "real" together. Something other than hiding out in hotel rooms. Although Christmas didn't turn out the way either of us had planned, it didn't matter because we had the concert. 

On Christmas Day, I get a text from A saying: "Worst Christmas ever".

He didn't want to talk about it on the phone or to explain it by text. He said that he'd explain when he saw me in person. I spent three days worrying about him, wondering whether he had chosen that day to end his marriage and imagining scenarios of family tragedies unfolding on Christmas Day. It didn't help that for those three days, A seemed busy and somewhat less available to talk and text leaving me to simply wait patiently for Sunday. Yesterday, we had arranged to spend a few hours together at a hotel near my house. We were both excited and happy to be with one another and clothes were quickly tossed around the room and A's tongue found it's way to my clit. I came hard underneath his tongue and that made him rock hard. He kissed my mouth and pushed himself inside me softly. He held me close to him and looked at me with the saddest look in his eyes. He said he had missed me so much and that this truly was the worst Christmas ever. I played with his hair and asked him what happened. He said that Christmas morning was amazing and that everything pointed to a great day. He said: "And then I opened my gift". 

I was puzzled for a minute thinking who cares if his wife gave him a bad gift. He looked at me, sadness on his face and said: "It's the single worst thing she could have given me". 

I covered my face and couldn't help my reaction. I started to cry. 

Of course. Concert tickets. It's a great gift. The same gift I bought for him. 

Christmas plans made and unmade

Olivia:

"When do we celebrate Christmas? We skip it this year?"

A:

"Why would we do such a thing".

Olivia:

"It's looking like that... Nothing is working out for us".

A:

"The great thing with us is we enjoy every day together.

We celebrate life. So even if we can't fit it in now, we always make it up. In spades". 

Olivia:

"That is so beautiful. I love that. I must write that down somewhere".