Ahhh, reunions. Sometimes bittersweet, always something to be anxiously anticipated. I remember my first high school reunion, it had been ten years since I’d seen my old posse. We had gone our separate ways after graduation, some off to college, some spent time traveling through Europe, some just decided to buckle down to jobs and chase the old proverbial American dream.

Seeing each other again after so much time was fascinating. Some of us had grown up, some had not, some had gained weight or lost hair, married or divorced but most were still trying to figure out who we were.

Some of my old girlfriends talked about their kids and how hard it was to manage raising them and working too. At that point in my life I still hadn’t come to terms with who I was. I thought I was still that fresh faced valley girl in jeans and a tank top who preferred heels to flats, devoted to my husband but secretly fantasizing about fucking the black UPS delivery guy at work. I wondered why every time he brought me a package he hung around chatting about the weather or movies or what he did last weekend. In retrospect I realize he was flirting with me. Girls can be so dense sometimes.

What I’ve learned since then is: when opportunity knocks (as in a text from a BBC) OPEN THAT DOOR! So when BBC Marcel popped up on my Iphone screen the other day, “J white slut! Da man in town! U redi 4 me?” I replied “Boi, dis ho always redi 4 u!” I dropped everything I had on my calender for that day.

Miss a chance for some quality time with his hot black cock? Not a chance, not in this lifetime! In record time I made myself ready for a reunion with Marcel at a local resort hotel, and just like the song says, “Reunited and it feels so good!” Now if only my hot tub was a time machine, I could reunite with that hot UPS guy…ahhh reunions.

My hubby has posted the video of my reunion with Marcel on my naughty site. Check the Join my members area link on the right hand column.

In case you didn’t get the chance to watch the Yankee/Angels game today you really missed a fascinating turn of events. In the middle of an at-bat Yankee left fielder Brett Gardner was thrown out of the game for questioning a call by the home plate ump. Girardi came out and gave the ump an ear-full, but to no avail. I’d never seen a player thrown out in mid-at-bat before. Who would they call on, I wondered to finish the at-bat, and a tough count at that, alreaady 0-2. Girardi called on Collin Curtis, a rookie who looks more like a high school player than a big leaguer. Up he came to the plate looking not the least big intimidated. Two men were already on base and the Angels were on the Yankees heels, the score 7 to 5 Yanks. Collins got a fast ball and hit it out of the park with authority, not only his first major league HR, but a big time 3 run homer at Yankee stadium putting the Yanks in front with a commanding lead. After he’d come back to the dug-out his team players urged him back out for a curtain call. Ahhhh, it was like watching a baby take his first steps! Collins is in the big league now! Being named player of the game was just the cherry on that baseball Sunday. What a great game, what a great show. Just had to share that with y’all. Just another great scorching July game at Yankee stadium. George would’ve been proud.

My Iphone chimed the other day with a call that made my nipples stand up at attention. It was Marcel whom I had not seen since the end of last summer when Jason and I had to go back east for what turned into an extended stay.

Marcel reigns at the top of my “Best Of” list of BBC. Marcel meets every requirement a housewife whore like myself could ever desire. He’s hot, he’s black and his cock gets so hard that even after he cums he can go on fucking for another twenty minutes. He takes his fucking seriously and always soars above and beyond expectations, so believe me when I say I would never turn down the opportunity to meet him when he calls.

Anyway, call he did, to say he’d heard his favorite “married white slut” was back in town and he had a few hours open that afternoon and was hoping I could fit him in. Could I “fit him in?” I said, “Baby, I know exactly where to fit you in, and it’s that sweet spot between my legs.” Okay, crude maybe, but you know, a girl’s gotta have it when she hasn’t had it in awhile, and I had to have it!.

Needless to say we made ourselves a quick plan and executed it. My hubby got on the phone and reserved a room at one of the great resorts here in town, then he shaved my pussy smooth for Marcel. Within an hour I’d made myself BBC ready and off I went to meet my date. A more satisfying afternoon I can’t recall, except for maybe the last time I saw Marcel. Here’s a few pics to illustrate the point. Jason will be working on getting the video up soon, but I just couldn’t wait to share.

I cherish my afternoon liaisons with Marcel, but he’s a very busy guy and can’t always be there when I need to scratch that BBC itch. I am so hoping to find a few more good men to “fit in.”  Come on, guys, won’t ya step up and help a girl out?

Hope you all had a great weekend. Jason and I tended to what has become a regular household chore; I modeled some new slut-wife clothing for him and he rated my selections in terms of which were just merely fuckable on up to gotta-have-that-slut-now fucktastic. It may sound tedious but somebody has to help me pick out the outfits that help turn a mild mannered guy with a softie into a big hard hunk of hotwife-fucking man-meat.

I know that most of you men out there probably find shopping to be a big time bore (unless it’s for new a techie gadget, a bass boat or a shiny new Hog, of course). Perhaps next time your female counterpart suggests a trip to the mall you could blow her mind by telling her that you’d love to tag along, with one caveat; you get to be the judge of that little strapless summer dress she’s been salivating over, or those lace panties Victoria’s Secret has on sale, 3 for ten bucks, or those tight little jean shorts she’s seen on all the teenagers this summer and is toying with purchasing though she knows they’re really too young for her (make sure you tell her nothing is too young for her, whether it’s clothes or lovers!). You might just find that a shopping spree together could be the best foreplay you’ve had in a long long time.

Jason used to HATE mall trips, and I’d leave him at the bookstore to leaf through magazines while I wandered in and out of the women’s clothing stores often leaving empty handed, not really all that interested in clothes that were appropriate for women my age. Chico’s has got to be the Ultimate Snore Fest, I mean why would I be interested in clothes that appeal to Hilary Clinton? Maybe someday, when I retire, I’ll shop at Coldwater Creek, but in the meantime I’ll clip the discount coupons and give them to my Mother. She adores those flowery prints!

Shopping got to be fun when I started shopping at those cute boutiques and mall stores aimed at teens and 20-somethings. They are much- much less expensive and the clothes are FUN. And, as an additional perk for hubby, he gets to oggle the 20-somethings while I sift through rack after rack of little numbers that just inspire roll-playing. High school prom fetish? They got ‘em in all the gem-tones. Feeling a little B&D this weekend? Check out the studded pleather-ware. And of course Sookie-style vampire bait dresses are just dying to be snatched up. Hubby makes a few helpful suggestions then we grab our colorful sack of goodies (no fancy bags with clothes pristinely hung for the Forever 21 crowd) and go home for the modeling show. One thing leads to another and hubby makes the ultimate decision; which outift would he most like to rip off my body like a hungry wolf? Check it out, guys, cause it’s a whole lot cheaper than going to a Sandals Resort to get heated up (I’m just saying).

Cheers everyone, and best shopping!

Happy 4th of July to All!

We should be out west in Arizona but no, here we are, stuck in middle Tennessee due to the recent historical floods that left tens of thousands of us under water for a several days. Not a fifty year flood, not even a one hundred year flood. Best estimates are like a FIVE hundred year flood. And since basically no one had flood insurance (no one even remotely knew they were at risk) I’d say that’s probably about right.

It’s really the most bizarre feeling watching water that just keeps coming and absolutely nothing you can do about it. Nobody to call, no way to make it stop. It reminded me a little of the movie The Blob. It scared the pee out of me when I was a little girl, the site of this pink bubble gummy ooze that could slither under the door and couldn’t be stopped, consuming all in its path. Yep, that’s about right, except that this was dirty brown river water bringing all manner of germs and critters with it that don’t belong in your house! I may be all grown up but that flood was the scariest show I’ve ever seen.

I’ve got a heck of a lot of work to be done post flood, like drywall to be ripped out and replaced, carpet to be torn out, stairs to rebuild, and some electrical work.

Well, this morning we took a break from all that, you see my husband was craving some home-made cupcakes so I made some from scratch, you know, with all organic ingredients. I read somewhere recently that you should put love in everything you cook, and brother, one bite of these chocolate babies and you can feel the love. They quite literally melt inside your mouth and leave you begging for more.

We have a lot to get done before we can make our way back out west to AZ, back to the friends I miss so much, the hot dates, the raging hotel meet-ups, and I’ve got a lot of flour and chocolate and sugar on hand. Anybody wanna cupcake?

In an earlier blog post I mentioned I’d been voted #1 Hotwife in the Hotwifeblog (Link on the right column). I just did an interview for “Trash”, the webmaster of that blog and I thought I’d post it here for all to read and a few pics my hubby took of me yesterday for the occasion.

Hi Jackie, Trash here.
It’s great to be able to catch up with you after all this time. It’s been 3 years since we’ve first interviewed you and I’m really excited to be speaking with you again.
A: Always a pleasure to be with you.
Firstly congratulations on your first place position as the most popular hotwife here on hotwifeblog over the last year. You’ve always been so popular with our readers and rightly so.. How did winning this award make you feel?
A: Wow! I was shocked because there are so many hot-hotwives here! I’m a big fan of all of them and I’m honored to be at the top of that list.
Do you find yourself more immersed in the hotwife lifestyle now, have you stepped up your play, are you trying new things?
A: You know, living this lifestyle is a continual adventure. It never ceases to be titillating for me because it’s my real life. We don’t try to fool anybody about what we’re doing. If it’s hot, that’s because it’s real. The last new thing I tried was allowing my extremely hot new lover Marcel to spank me. Man does he have a strong hand! Ouch! He may have enjoyed it a little more than I did, LOL.
Any new fetishes you’ve found or developed in the last three years? Any new fantasies or things you’d still like to try?
A: I really don’t have any new fetishes per se’. I am the quintessential “dating wife” The thing that keeps me so excited about this lifestyle is meeting new lovers. It’s like regular dating but so much better! You know you’re not going to go home frustrated, hahaha, you know you’re both there because you really want to have each other. It’s super charged heat from the second your eyes meet. Meeting new lovers, that’s my fantasy.
Was this lifestyle choice first suggested by your husband? and how did it make you feel? the thought of embarking of a life having sex with men outside of your marriage?
A: Yes, my hubby wanted me to see me with another man. And at first I was like, “What? Don’t you love me anymore? Trying to get rid of me, or what?” I just couldn’t understand how a man could want to share his wife. But then we started talking about it during sex and the things he said to me really turned me on. Next thing I knew he was making a date for me with a guy he picked out for me. The memory is still one of the hottest most exciting nights of my life. This guy was military, and let me tell you, military guys are amazing lovers, so much stamina! His dick was enormous! And he was hard for hours. Then after he had his way with me my husband fucked me too, and I gotta tell you, it was unreal, like an out of body experience. I was hooked from that night on.
Why do you think some men get so excited about seeing their wife or girlfriend with another guy?
A: My hubby, Jason, and I have discussed this at length because I really wanted to understand. He tells me that there’s nothing hotter for him than knowing that other men want me. I guess it’s like kids who have the best toys and totally enjoy sharing them with their friends. I guess I’m his best toy, hahaha, and he just loves sharing me.
Have you had any previous relationships that allowed you the sexual freedom you have now or were they all monogamous?
A: That’s a great question! The short answer is no, my previous relationships were totally monogamous. But the longer answer is, looking back to my pre-marriage dates, I think that most men would have loved to be adventurous, think sexually outside the box, but they were afraid to broach the subject because they didn’t want to come off as sexually weird. Judging from the email I get on the site that’s how most men are, dying to try the lifestyle but afraid of what their wives will think. I always tell them their wives don’t know what they’re missing!
And during those previous monogamous relationships were you tempted to stray or did you cheat at all on your partner?
A: Wow, that’s a tough question. To tell you the truth, before I met my husband I was a serial cheater. But then I met Jason and I had no desire to cheat anymore, and ironically he gave me the opportunity to play with other men. I always say that if more people enjoyed the lifestyle more marriages would stay together. Sting said it best, “If you love something, set it free.”
Do you prefer to see a guy once for sex or have someone regular to build a sexual relationship with?
A: A little of both. I have a few lovers that I’ve seen for years, and the sex just gets better all the time. Sometimes, though, it’s just a one time thing and that’s totally hot as well.
Do you like to flirt with men you come across during your everyday life, catch their eye in the street, chat up the guy in the supermarket etc?
A: Nope, never. In my straight life I am the model wife.
How do you find other females treat you when they know about your lifestyle? Is there any envy, jealousy, wishing they could have your lifestyle? any negative feelings towards you?
A: I have four female friends that know about the lifestyle, and they are all totally cool about it. No jealousy, but sometimes they do venture into the lifestyle themselves, but not as regularly as I do. I guess I’m lucky that I have exceptional friends.
When you have a date, does your husband participate sexually with you, watch you play or leave you alone with your lover?
A: He’s done all three and he leaves it up to me, what I want to do. Sometimes I like a one-on-one date with a guy, but usually I want him with me because we’re doing this together.
Which of the above do you prefer when you’re with your lover, your husband participating? have him watch you? or be alone with your date for some privacy?
A: Depends on the date. Usually Jason watches for a while, or even goes out of the room to watch a ballgame for a while, but he always ends up fucking me. He likes me a little used up first. Naughty, huh?
Do you think you’d ever be able to go back to a normal monogamous relationship if your husband ever suggested it?
A: Absolutely.
What’s been the highlight experience for you in the last 3 years?
A: I had a really great time last summer flying out to LA and meeting two lovers in a hotel room by the ocean. First one had me, then the other showed up for his turn. They even met in the hallway and shook hands, it was hilarious and super hot! And I was sore for a few days! The orgasms were incredible, theirs and mine.
How has your website developed over the last 3 years?
A: We’ve experimented using just an IPhone to shoot video for a more reality based in-the-moment feel. The Iphone makes it easy to shoot stuff anywhere anytime without being obvious. A lot of non sexual stuff of me at the market or enjoying a glass of wine and just chatting about how I am excited to meet my next date. Sometimes I just hand the IPhone to my lover and say, “Okay, you shoot some video, shoot what you’re seeing right now.” Watching the video from that pov is like you are fucking me youself. We are gonna try to get more pre and post-date stuff into our video shoots. Getting dressed for my date etc, and also some post date “freshly fucked” interview stuff so the viewer gets a total sense of the hotwife dating experience. Ours has evolved into a hotwife documentary of sorts. Early on we staged some stuff with all kinds of lighting etc, although we have never shot with “Pros” and probably never will. No “Pizza delivery guy” stuff. That is just not very interesting to me. I like real guys who are “dating” me for the sheer fun of it and it seems to make the hottest videos.
What plans do you have for your website for the future?
A: We have our main members site with all our videos and pics and members forum. We continue to update with my latest naughty dates as they occur, been a little slow lately but will be picking up big time soon. I have my new blog site which is so fun. I usually post a few pics with every new blog post. We also have our hotwifehotel site which has a forum for anyone in the lifestyle to post their pics or stories or fantasies or those curious to just lurk. That is a great place for community interaction. Jason is just finishing up a new site which will feature the sale of ala carte downloadable clips of mine and soon we hope clips of other hotwives who want to sell their clips.
What are your plans for the future regarding your lifestyle?
A: Well, I’m flirting with a few hot guys online right now and Jason is always lining up new guys for me. I’m wondering which one I’ll be fucking first. Hey, thanks for the opportunity to be here on your great blog! We love the HOTWIFEBLOG, and are thrilled to be featured here.

A few years back we were living in a California beach town living and loving the life. Year round daily temps 65-75, jogs at the beach, watching the surfers as the sun set at a local watering hole with a chilled glass of wine, art walks on the charming streets of a historic downtown, sunbathing in my lush vine covered backyard. The occasional day trip to the wine country or down to LA for the big city thrills was a thing I took for granted. Life was good.

I was a recent college grad and was itching to put what I’d learned in film studies, screenwriting and creative writing to good use. So what else? Start a porn website! My hubby Jason, himself a very creative guy, and I used our imaginations and dreamed up an alter ego dream girl. We thought it would be loads of fun to create a flip side to myself/Jackie. The opposite of me in every way (except for an insatiable appetite for cock, of course). Where I am a natural brunette, the new girl would be way blond. Where I am fairly well educated with a fulfilling career, the new girl wouldn’t be so smart and a little down on her luck. “Ginger” was our creation.

One day we were particularly ambitious and we drove to a rural area up north to scout out a place that would work as Ginger’s home town. We gave her an entire backstory and shot it as we went. It was an absolute blast! The character “Ginger” was born and she was the the definition of the little hillbilly slut, an alter ego for me that gave me permission to explore my rawer and sleazier side (even more so than usual). Most people would visit our site and not even realize that Ginger and I were one in the same (the ultimate compliment, I thought!). I had a blast inhabiting Ginger during that time, picking out the perfect clothes for her at thrift shops, cheap beaded jewelry, hair extensions, it was just too much fun. Role playing is addictive, let me warn you.

Now the ironic point to all this is: Here I am now in 2010, living in the south of the USA, a lovely place below the Mason Dixon line to be sure, but surrounded daily by the real “Gingers” of the world, “low information” girls, to be PC about it, fresh out of the “holler” resupplying at one of the many discount tobacco and beer stores in our neighborhood.

It makes me wonder; if I create a new character, say “Olivia”, one who lives at the beach, watches surfers ride the waves, has a closet full of bikinis and is taking sailing lessons, shopping at Whole Foods, eating arugula (yes, an elitist if you will) will I wake up one day and find myself back there? One can only hope…

Check out all the Ginger pics and vids in our members area. The link in in the right hand column.

In this mornings the NYT I read about Tiger’s round yesterday in Augusta and it instantly reminded me of the song “Eye Of The Tiger.” I found the lyrics to that old Survivor song (and how appropriate is the name of that band?) and it really seemed to fit Tiger’s return to golf this week. Check this out;

Risin’ up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I’m back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive

So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for the glory (or maybe the other way around in this case)
Don’t lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive

It’s the Eye of theTiger, it’s the thrill of the fight
Risin’ up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he’s watching’ us all with the Eye…of the Tiger

I told my hubby the other day that I expected Tiger to return to hecklers and ridicule. He told me he didn’t think so, not at Augusta. Well, as usual hubby seems to be right. By all accounts the crowd was a bit coy at first but by the 18th hole they warmed up to him so much that he received a full ovation. I’m so glad to have Tiger back! Golf is just gray without him. Now the color has returned to one of my favorite sports, and I can’t wait to watch him later this week. He always looks good in green!

He’s risin’ up, he’s back on the links. He’s going the distance, and he will survive! We love you. Tiger!!

In honor of golf being back, I posted a few pictures of me entertaining my hubby and his golfing partner a few years ago (I was a blond back then!) My hubby invited his buddy back to the house for the “19th Hole!”

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As a general rule, I’m not one to toot my own horn (I do, however, enjoy having it tooted for me, as often as possible actually, but I digress). As I was saying, before the idea of being tooted entered my mind, believe it or not I’m kind of a shy girl when it comes to talking about myself. As my husband will attest to, I’m actually quite self-critical to a fault. But this week our site was honored by the hotwifeblog (see the link in the right hand column) and I just thought I’d share that with you.

“Trash” the webmaster over at hotwifeblog has been so supportive of our site for several years now and we’ve always been very grateful. This week he posted the top 20 best hotwife sites, and lo and behold, our site was number one, based on popularity of his readers. Trash wrote some very complimentary things about us so if you get the chance you might like to go check it out. It’s so hard to believe that we’ve been doing this for over ten years! What started off as just some adventurous fun, a lark really, has turned into ten years of adventurous fun…and counting. Somehow I just never get tired of new friends and lovers. Who wouldn’t love that???

So to celebrate 10 years I am posting a set of pictures from “Jackie’s early days.”

You know, my heart really goes out to people like Elin Woods and Sandra Bullock and so many others. Beautiful women who become disillusioned when their husband’s stray for some extra on the side. I count my blessings that my husband and I have the kind of relationship where that could never happen. The more I get on the side the happier my hubby is, and vice versa, though the funny thing is, the more I get on the side the less my hubby ever looks for anything more that what he’s got in his own bedroom. Funny how life works. Is that a recipe for a successful marriage? No, it’s not for everyone. But I can tell you that I never have to wonder what’s over the rainbow. Just like Dorothy, happiness is right here in my own back yard.

So here’s to number one (not a bad place to be). Maybe, if I’m lucky, some dreamy hot hunk will drop by and serve me up a hard nine inches to help me celebrate. Thank You HotWifeBlog!