My husband realized that very quickly and has encouraged me to have fun. As along as I let him know what I’m doing, and even let him watch, he's my ...iggest cheerleader. I was very reluctant at first because I felt I was happy with my sex life and the idea of being a hotwife seemed totally crazy to me. One day, we left a friend's wedding for an overnight stay in a hotel, and we struck up a conversation in the hotel bar with a salesman. He happened to sell wine and I knew right away it was going. Instinctively I put my hand on her head and pushed her down on my cock until she gagged. Sydney pulled away as I allowed her to recover. Then as she went back for more she looked up with a naughty smile and said “oh its going to be one of THOSE kind of blowjobs”. “That’s right you slut, now suck it” I replied. Sydney was definitely turned on as I let her suck for a few seconds then forced her head down on my cock making her gag. I would let her up and catch her breath, then the trooper. Both were fine. I kept the same blank expression on by face, all day, trying to ignore all the hype about the "new chick" and the little whispers of "foster child" or "bad egg" or whatever the hell else the local neighborhood sluts liked to gossip about. The social workers convinced me that I needed to take charge! Have responsibility! So I got a job at a coffee place down the street from school. I hated every minute of it. I have no idea why they hired a juvenile delinquent like me. But it. She had lived all over the world due to her being an army brat. Her love of music and art was the center of her life. She was forced from her family when her father discovered her love of women. Her coming out was painful for her and her family. She was told by her father that she was no longer his daughter and that she was no longer welcome in his home. Her mother had no other choice but to go along with her husband's wishes. Anna was s*******n when she left her father's house. She never.