Be very careful what you wish for….

Just a quick recap. If you have been following my journey, you will know that I am currently away on Business. Just before I left, F hinted that she had been thinking of finding a lover to take care of her needs that I can no longer provide due to my impotence in that facet of our lives.  This as a result of me listening to the Curse of the Teeny Weenie over a long period. F had also hidden a sealed envelope in my suitcase and instructed me not to open it until she told me too. This brings me to where I am now. Sunday night 13/12/202, alone in my hotel room with an update.

On Friday night, after speaking to F on the phone for about an hour as I always do when I travel, I received the following text from her;

F – Hey Babe, I forgot to mention something else to you

Me – Hey you, what’s up…we just spoke for an hour??

F – lol, Do you remember our conversation the other night? A few nights before you left?

Me - ? which conversation babe, we’ve had many?

Me-  whats going on babe?

Me – F? you there?

F- Sorry babe, yes….just thinking. Trying to find the right words

F – This is harder than I thought

Me - ? what going on hun?

F – you said you trusted me right?

Me – Yes…of course I trust you

(My heart was now thumping. I kind of knew where this was going)

F – Ok, here goes…..I have a date tomorrow night. Please don’t be mad..

Me – what…With who?

Me – Babe?

F – Please don’t ask me that, you promised. I’ll tell you afterwards I promise.

Me – F, are you serious or just teasing me again?

F – I’m serious

Me – Ok…I have a million questions..

Me - Please be careful. Can you tell me where you are going, or where you will be,? Just in case…

F – don’t be silly. I’ll be fine, its just dinner, I’m meeting him there so I can leave when ever I want to or if I feel uncomfortable.

F – I’m so nervous, now that I have told you, I’m shaking. Cant type, cant think straight.

Me – Should I call you?

F – No, please don’t. I’m meeting him for dinner tomorrow night at 7.30 (restaurant name) for a drink and then dinner. Hope no one we know sees us.

Me – How long have you known him?

F – a few months. He’s a nice guy. You will like him. I may have even spoken about him to you.

Me – You work with him?

F – no more questions please

Me – ok, sorry

F – I love you and will call you tomorrow.

Me – Ok babe, love you too. Talk tomorrow

My stomach had been in knots all day. Couldn’t sleep Friday night, was so angry with myself for initiating this. So angry for being so selfish, for bringing this on to myself and putting my gorgeous wife through this. I tried calling F during the day, but she never took my calls. F called me at around 5pm. She told me that she had been to the hairdresser and had been to have her nails done. She told me that she was on her way home to get ready. We chatted a bit more, but F sounded very distracted. We eventually hung up, but not before F told me that she loved me and that we would chat later.

I hated myself at that point. My head was spinning. Be very careful what you wish for….

At 7:30pm, I received the following text from F

F – I’m here, feel so nervous but excited

Me – Enjoy yourself and be safe. Call me later??

F – I want you to open that envelope now. Love you

Me – Whats in the envelope?

Me – F?

Me – F?

Me - Love you too

I retrieved the envelope and sat on the edge of the bed. I carefully opened it. Inside the was a handwritten note from F and a second sealed envelope. The note read;

“Hi Babe, if you are reading this then you know that I am on a date. I want you to keep an open mind and remember that it was your suggestion. No matter what happens. I will not hold it against you either way. Now open the second envelope”. I did, and it contained a little ziplock bag, with a pair of F’s panties neatly folded inside.

I continued to read. “I wore these panties that first time my date and I discussed having dinner while you were away on this trip. It is your choice now babe, you can put them on, or you can savour my scent, or both I guess …..like the other night when you first wore my panties. Your little dick looked so cute in them. I know that you will be stressed about me being on a date, but I want you to smell me and think of me, and make your little dick cum for me. Just like you did the last time. In my panties. Only this time my scent is largely due to me being turned on with the idea of meeting him.”

I have just realised how long this entry has become….I will stop now and complete the entry tomorrow night.