...another flakey guy.
If you've been reading our blog you can tell that we've been taking a bit of a break from the hotwife adventures. Nothing really intentional other than being busy with other things, and this has always been more of an "interest" for us than a lifestyle, so we try to have fun when we have the time and the interest. This past weekend was one of those times when we had both, so my wife (in preparation) had reached out to some guys that had replied to an ad she had put up several months ago, and had expressed interest in her situation. Back over the summer, she had gone through the usual whittling down of candidates, narrowing her choices down to three (I think) that she was interested in and seemed like guys that would actually show up if given the offer for a meeting over drinks. Over the course of the week she tried to set something up for Saturday, and I (being the ever impatient husband) tried to do the same through a last minute ad of my own. To make a long story short, we spent a good part of Friday and Saturday emailing back and forth with several guys, trying to find the right one that would be up for a no commitment meeting over drinks.
As a side note, we've learned the importance of these meetings (without commitments) to not only make sure a guy is compatible, but also to make sure he's for real. After all, if a guy flakes on meeting for a drink there's a good chance he won't follow through if we got to the next stage, so might as well do that experimenting early. Oh, and the other side benefit of the early meeting over drinks is that if there's chemistry, my wife gets to make out with him a little on the first 'date' while I get to watch :) This is honestly one of my favorite parts of the whole hotwife thing, just as much, and sometimes more, than the actual sex. Especially if that kissing happens to take place in a public setting, like a bar or street :)
So back to Saturday night...my wife had picked out her choice and set up phone numbers so she could text with him during the night (she and I had plans to have dinner together) to coordinate a time and place to meet. After a bit of back and forth texting over dinner, she mentioned to him that I was with her and asked if it was ok for me to join them for a drink. The other guy wasn't immediately into it (in fact he said pretty clearly he wasn't), so my wife and I talked about it a little while we enjoyed our meal and after some back and forth (including him starting to change his mind when he started to sense it was going to be a dealbreaker for me not to be there for the meeting), she decided to go ahead and have a drink with him by herself, and I would go to a nearby bar and wait for her to let me know what was going on. The guy said he was all in for meeting and they started to figure out a place to meet for a drink, when all of a sudden he says he got invited to a party and won't be able to make it...then he hemmed and hawed a bit and said he could meet for one drink before the party, then reverted back to not being able to make it at all.
The whole thing actually was pretty entertaining for us, I was making jokes about how guys are clearly driven by one thing and one thing only (since he seemed pretty much NOT into meeting if I was there but then came around, haha). And I have to admit, it was exciting for me to see my wife change her mind too (initially she was adamant about me being there, but then she too thought about how it might be fun for her to go alone as long as I was nearby. I absolutely love when she gets that kick of confidence and decides to go for something :)
We ended up going to a bar and messing around on our own (lets just say we stood at a spot at the bar where her hand was able to roam down under the view of anyone else to my pants)....and had a great night of fun and sex :)
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