Page created January 2014, rewritten May 2014
If you haven't already, read the 'The beginning' to find out how we met Ian.
Ian....well what can I say? Since June 2013, he expertly and mercilessly seduced me via text and email. He knows precisely how to play with someone's mind. Looking back, I truly admire how he calculatingly groomed me to the space he wanted me in. Bit by bit. He understood, unlike many wannabe Bulls, that couples new to the game need careful management. He saw the bigger picture. The end result. The ultimate reward. 'One step at a time' he would regularly reassure me as we discussed our fantasies via text. He also made sure that Dale was included and had a relevant role within this potential three-way relationship.
When Dale first started communicating with him, Ian described how powerful it was to be making love to a woman, and have her look up and smile at her husband as he sat in the corner and watched. This was not something I could relate to back then, but I liked that he had a deeper perspective than just cold-blooded sex. His early communications with both of us were fairly tame, showing respect to our original request for 'above waist only' fun. He told Dale in an email that he would enjoy undoing my blouse a little and subtly teasing my nipples in front of him, as we all sat in a bar. He said he would then ask Dale how he felt to sit and watch another man play with his wife in public. Ian described to me how he was looking forward to the first time he kissed me, and how he couldn't wait to cup and gently caress my breasts. Upon invitation, he continued the fantasy by describing how he would slip his hand into my little knickers and start to rub and explore me and make me wet. Wet he certainly made me, and his erotic way of expressing himself had me clamouring for more. I realised then that Dale and I were now moving into new territory; something so exciting I never thought possible. And even back then, and long before I'd even met him, I desperately wanted this man as a lover.
Our cyber affair continued. He would regularly tell me in text messages that he wanted me to kneel for him and give him a long slow blowjob, then enjoy him cumming on my tongue. This would be followed by him taking me from behind on all fours whilst I push back. He talked about 'training' me to be a Hotwife, and emphasised the importance of me being submissive to him, and that Dale will get off on seeing me submit like this. I was encouraged to practice sucking my husband in order to be up to scratch by the time I come to take Ian in my mouth. He believed his influence will have a positive effect on our marital sex life, particularly with regards to fantasising and recalling imagery to enhance Dale's and my love-making.
Ian was also keen for me doing stuff that I don't do for my husband, and he wanted me to keep lingerie that I wear only for him. I felt uncomfortable with this theme at first, as I had no desire to reduce my husband in his role as a sexual partner. However with Ian's patient grooming, I started to fantasise about doing things with Ian that I had never wanted to do before. In particular I was up for taking his cum in my mouth, which is an act I don't like and don't do with Dale. I also started to fantasise about both him and Dale pleasuring me at the same time, a concept I historically couldn't get my head round.
But getting a date with him was like nailing jelly to a wall. After Dale and I had got our family summer holidays out of the way, we felt ready to meet him. We had been communicating with him for a month, so a date seemed the natural next step. And we were chomping at the bit for what Ian seemed to offer. Little did we realise that it would be a further 7 months before we would meet him. August proved an impossibility to get Dale's and Ian's diaries coordinating. Ian in particular seemed to have work dinner's most nights, and by the end of August, Dale and I where having problems with the lifestyle as a result of what happened with Ed in the alleyway (see 'Ed's story - part 2'). Of course this had nothing to do with Ian, but Dale needed a time out and told him this. Ian was very understanding.
Dale and I sorted out our problems quickly and went back to text banter with Ian. But maybe Ian had been put off. He dragged his feet even more when we tried to arrange to meet him. His typical expression was 'will get back to you ASAP', an expression that, even after the relationship eventually got off the ground many months later, became the cause of infinite frustration every time we tried to make arrangements. So by September we gave up and left it. I was fed up with chasing him - it was becoming demoralising.
Dale then agreed for me to go on a date with Ed. And that restarted the problems.
Things also got worse with Ian before they got better. But his persistent elusiveness mixed with promises of nirvana turned the cyber affair into an obsessive addiction. To read 'Ian part 2' click here.
Ian was also keen for me doing stuff that I don't do for my husband, and he wanted me to keep lingerie that I wear only for him. I felt uncomfortable with this theme at first, as I had no desire to reduce my husband in his role as a sexual partner. However with Ian's patient grooming, I started to fantasise about doing things with Ian that I had never wanted to do before. In particular I was up for taking his cum in my mouth, which is an act I don't like and don't do with Dale. I also started to fantasise about both him and Dale pleasuring me at the same time, a concept I historically couldn't get my head round.
But getting a date with him was like nailing jelly to a wall. After Dale and I had got our family summer holidays out of the way, we felt ready to meet him. We had been communicating with him for a month, so a date seemed the natural next step. And we were chomping at the bit for what Ian seemed to offer. Little did we realise that it would be a further 7 months before we would meet him. August proved an impossibility to get Dale's and Ian's diaries coordinating. Ian in particular seemed to have work dinner's most nights, and by the end of August, Dale and I where having problems with the lifestyle as a result of what happened with Ed in the alleyway (see 'Ed's story - part 2'). Of course this had nothing to do with Ian, but Dale needed a time out and told him this. Ian was very understanding.
Dale and I sorted out our problems quickly and went back to text banter with Ian. But maybe Ian had been put off. He dragged his feet even more when we tried to arrange to meet him. His typical expression was 'will get back to you ASAP', an expression that, even after the relationship eventually got off the ground many months later, became the cause of infinite frustration every time we tried to make arrangements. So by September we gave up and left it. I was fed up with chasing him - it was becoming demoralising.
Dale then agreed for me to go on a date with Ed. And that restarted the problems.
Things also got worse with Ian before they got better. But his persistent elusiveness mixed with promises of nirvana turned the cyber affair into an obsessive addiction. To read 'Ian part 2' click here.
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