Married to a BBW Escort

My days with my wife and other men.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Day Five

The photos are up in the usual place for those who know where to find them.

I am trying to decide whether to write a little history of me and Claire, so you'll know how we got into the scene. I guess if any of this is interesting, that story is worth telling, but really, I'm not sure yet whether I'm comfortable with people knowing how we came to be here. Even though no one reading this will know exactly who I am, it's still my life, and parts of it are sad and embarrassing. I'm sure all the guys we have visiting who see me in the room with them wonder why I'm not trying to kill them after what they've done to her. It's complicated.

I'll try and gather my thoughts and explain it later.

1 Comments:

At 2:51 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your quandry is quite understandable. It is your life and absolutely your call about how much of it you share. I imagine your wife is pleased that you are looking after her during encounters.

As far as things go, quite often it seems the BBW escort is in control of the particular events. Here in Chicago, there are a number of guys who just want the BBW to just sit on top of them. As far as that goes, it is pretty easy duty for the lady.

I don't know how well the gent would want the SO to there though.

Just the same, cool blog you have.

 

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