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There are some real gems of some blogs out there. I love coming across new and interesting writers covering the niche we all love. Recently I’ve become really interested in hearing stories from women that cuckold their husbands without their knowledge. Lots of people within the hotwife lifestyle do not like it, obviously because of the huge betrayal of trust involved in playing like this. I myself find this an incredible turn-on and know I’m not alone in loving these women that take the risks of satisfying their sexual appetite outside of their marriage and the lengths they go to to keep it hidden from their husbands. I’ve always loved the thought of being in a relationship and my woman cheating on me and then me somehow finding out later, maybe even without her knowing I found out. Then playing the game of ‘has she?’ ‘hasn’t she?’ each night she comes home… Why is it so appealing? Maybe because it’s so morally wrong it becomes a turn-on to some… The sexual mind mystifys me sometimes.

Anyway on to the post of the day and one such women Amelia writes a blog on her infidelities, thoughts, observations and her life as a cheating wife.

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MY MARRIED LIFE
I love my hubby dearly… but I still see other men… this NOT a place for evangelists against cheating… this is for others, women and men like myself who are sometimes a little perplexed that society says you can have either one or the other.

Sometimes
A few years back I went through a periods of dating a lot more indiscriminately than I do now. I felt pretty invulnerable and my job at the time ensured that I was away on business fairly often. Hotels are interesting places, something like a place between the real worlds people come from. You know you will leave this place and everything that was done will be recycled like the bed linen. Men are much more confident and a woman traveling alone is, well, not short for attention. You still can’t forget there’s a world out there though, so there is some degree of skill required in pulling of a one night stand. I might not have followed all the tips I give but this is what I learned:
a) Single men are generally a NO. They are not taking the same risks as you, period.

b) Joining a group of men at a hotel for drinks. Generally its not a good idea. If they are friends they will talk about it. Even if they are not the chances are it will be pretty obvious to the group. The more people involved the greater the risk and the chances are you will forget their faces but imagine how dangerous it could be if they saw you again in public. It is possible to mingle with a group but you have to keep things discreet. The right type of man is essential.
c) The right type of man. There are two safe types in my opinion. Firstly the serial cheater, he is older and not as blatant as amateur potential suitors. He’s usually a senior person in a company. He’s done this a lot and he knows the rules. Second is the man who is the exact opposite. He is not going to tell anyone and is as fearful that he might be caught. The men between these extremes are dangerous, they don’t hold enough value in their marriages to be careful enough and they are not experienced enough to play in the same league as the serial cheater.
d) Don’t be silly and carry identifying stuff around. You’d be surprised how easy it is to forget a conference badge. My advice is to make a clear separation between work and play. Go back to your room, freshen up and leave work behind.
e) Foreigners can be the ideal. On the positive side, if they are regular travelers, they are even more experienced. They will be leaving your country! And often they don’t have a group of friends tagging along. On the downside be careful for abusive men. I’ll expand on this further. The reason I stopped, and very quickly, having one night stands was because of one bad incident. Remember I said I felt invulnerable, well that’s a lie and you need to be aware of it. You are not invulnerable, in fact you are a lot more vulnerable than a single woman. My escapades ended when a man got abusive with me. I met him the first night I was away on business and went to his hotel. He was great, the experienced serial cheater. Night two was wonderful as well. On the third and last night he became rougher. His real self came out and he told me he knew I couldn’t tell anyone. He was right! Please be careful of this.
f) His room or yours? I’m still of the belief that going to his room is better.
g) Stay the night? It’s totally dependent on if you can and it feels right. It can mean that you have to get up extra early, but you know what, good morning sex can get rid of morning grumpies.

That’s my contribution, nothing based on research, just my opinions. I’d love to get your ideas.

Now the point of this blog was to complete Sometimes …

Sometimes its never as good as it was and then it wasn’t that great to start with. Last year I went on a business trip which meant a night away. Sometime during the day I had too much time on my hands and not willing or up to flirting with someone new, I decided to call a man I’d met a few times about 4 years ago. I’d met him at a conference initially. He’s the second type, very devoted husband and super careful about everything and one of the few men I took to my hotel room. I tracked down his number and still acting out of idleness called him at his work.

He was shocked that I’d called and despite the years that had gone by and that we’d been together a few times, he was still cutely nervous but obviously excited to meet. Obviously.

He wasn’t able to come to me late so I had to skip dinner at my normal time (yes its an issue) and he came to me at about 7pm.

I’d love to say it was an epic fuck but sadly there isn’t much to write about. I guess in my mind I thought it would be better and I probably made the past seem better than it was. Or maybe I’ve changed and even though I understood and even enjoyed the nervousness and clumsiness when we first met, he is simply not the kind of man I could date any more.

Sometimes … we can’t go back

Submitted by: Amelia - My Married Life