Reply To: Hotwife Hannah

Following on from my first post, the time came for my departure to Saudi Arabia. As previously agreed, Hannah was going to keep me informed with all the details of her trysts with other men. I asked her to be very careful who she was seeing and please be very careful not to let my family or close friends see what you are doing.

I was housed in a remote dessert location, in an army style billet on a camp along with a few hundred other expats. We didn’t have phones in the camp, (bearing in mind that this was the 1970s) so Hannah wrote me letters almost every day with all the details of her misdeeds. Her and Jen were having a whale of a time, because previously, they went out two nights a week, Thursdays and Saturdays, they were now going out three and four nights a week. They were making regular dates with guys they met and regularly went out together in a foursome.

Because my children were still young, they were asleep in bed so Hannah was able to bring her current lover home with her. He would hide out of site whilst Hannah released the baby sitter, then she would sneak him in through the back door. Sometimes she would also sneak Jen and her boyfriend into the house, and something I found really erotic was the fact that they occasionally swapped partners, the lucky guys got to fuck both girls. Both Jen and Hannah had boyfriends, not exclusive boyfriends, I’ll call them regulars. Nobody was exclusive because both girls enjoyed fresh meat from time to time and new men were always available. Both girls were fucking like teenagers, they were living the life of a single woman in the security of a marriage. Jens husband was well aware of what Jen was up to and was loving it also. He never knew that I had fucked Jen previously, he would have been annoyed if he ever found out because he had previously declared me out of bounds.

I was getting the details in my erotic letters that were arriving almost daily and how I enjoyed them, Here I was out in the dessert with not another woman in sight. and my wife was spreading her legs for any guy she took a fancy too. She was loving her life, and only stopped temporarily whilst I was home on leave.

One time when I was on leave, we were in bed making love one Saturday morning when I casually asked her, have you fucked anyone you shouldn’t while I’ve been away. Of course she said no she hadn’t but she hesitated before she answered and acted very coy. I was immediately suspicious so I quizzed her further. She was hiding something and I was going to push until I found out what it was. Eventually this is what I learned.

One Thursday night in the club, Two of my closest buddies, Phil and John turned up. When they spotted Hannah with her friends they joined them at their table and stayed with them for the rest of the evening. So, come closing time John said to Hannah, come on I’ll walk you home. It was a bit awkward because she already had arrangements in place, she was supposed to be meeting up with a guy at the end of the night to go back to the caravan park with him.

My pal John was such a good looking guy, when we were teenagers he was always the one that won the girl. We never lost contact even when John joined the forces and we continued to met up every Sunday night in the pub when we were all at home. John’s problem was he was a prolific womaniser, he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants and because of this, his wife divorced him years earlier. I know that Hannah had always fancied John, why wouldn’t she? but I never thought that he would ever make a move on her or that she would ever give herself to him. But, that is exactly what did happen.

Hannah saw an opportunity that she wasn’t going to miss, she made her excuses to Jen and told her that she would have to go to the caravan park without her. She didn’t know what John’s motive was, maybe he was just being friendly when he offered to walk her home, but, if he had designs on fucking Hannah that night, she was up for it.

Sure enough, that is exactly what John wanted. Because we were close friends he knew exactly where Hannah was every Thursday night and he also knew I was abroad, so, it was no coincidence that he turned up at the dance that night. When they reached our home, John stayed out of sight till Hannah released the babysitter. She then let him in through the back door and wasted no time taking him up into our bed where they fucked.

At first I was angry, but when I got over my initial shock I was so turned on, my hormones were jangling as they always were when someone was fucking Hannah, but this time even more so. Hannah had crossed the line and fucked my friend, but, even though I was so turned on, I made her promise not to see him again. Hannah did promise me she wouldn’t do it again, but deep down I knew she would. She was so used to fucking whoever she wanted she had forgotten where to draw the line.

I went out the next night (Sunday) and met up with the lads in the pub. There was no way I was going to let on to John that I was in on his secret, but, every time I looked at him I pictured him fucking Hannah, I pictured Hannah sucking his dick and I was still so turned on.
There is more to tell in upcoming posts.