Kathy's first few days here

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KathyUKwife

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Hello. I only found the site two days ago, while I was looking for forums about a/ dealing with problems, and b/ any real life stories. My first time on the chat site was very overwhelming, I got jumped on by lots of men, had a good chat with one, but found the whole thing a bit too much.
Initial thoughts are - what the hell is role play all about ? Pretending to be doing something you're not, or someone you are not ? No thanks.
Also, I am assuming that members who take the trouble to write and verify a profile are much more trustworthy than "guests". I can't see any point talking to a guest, as they will be someone else next time I want to talk with them ? How many "Hello beautiful" messages can a girl take when she hasn't even put a photo up ?
I'll write a bit more in a while about why I am here. Kathy UK wife
 
KathyUKwife said:
Hello. I only found the site two days ago, while I was looking for forums about a/ dealing with problems, and b/ any real life stories. My first time on the chat site was very overwhelming, I got jumped on by lots of men, had a good chat with one, but found the whole thing a bit too much.
Initial thoughts are - what the hell is role play all about ? Pretending to be doing something you're not, or someone you are not ? No thanks.
Also, I am assuming that members who take the trouble to write and verify a profile are much more trustworthy than "guests". I can't see any point talking to a guest, as they will be someone else next time I want to talk with them ? How many "Hello beautiful" messages can a girl take when she hasn't even put a photo up ?
I'll write a bit more in a while about why I am here. Kathy UK wife
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Would be nice to here your Problems as we all have some and its good to get them out of our system for others to listen and maybe help with.
 
Sadly for some reason that happens here , HOW they can comment like that without even seeing you is unbelievable, being on here during all what is going on is a good way of talking to people from all over..
 
Won't comment on you until I do and if I see a pic of you.Then it will be deleted as its personal and not for the world to see.
I take it you are talking about Covid19 and yes it's awful and unfortunately I have had it but luckily not bad enough to be in hospital..
Off out until later this afternoon.
 
OK, a little bit about why I ended up here. I'm not sure if I will risk a photo here at some stage, as I am not wanting to meet anyone.
I have been married seven years, no kids, work part time, but have been home a lot with the Covid problems. I'm blonde, a bit overweight with lack of exercise recently. My marriage is ok, boring I guess. I would never have actually dreamed of being unfaithful. I can live with or without sex, it's never been that important in my life. I have never really been interested in watching porn videos, but a few years ago I did enjoy reading adult stories. I always sought out ones about women, especially wives, getting blackmailed or tricked into sex. I did like the ones that sounded like they may be real, and I often put myself into the woman's situation. I remember a few writers who seemed to know a lot about the reality of these situations. Anyway, that was all in the past.

The only massive problem in our lives is our neighbour. He used to come home from work and blast some heavy metal music out for half an hour, and weekends were a problem, but recently he has been all day and night driving us mad. My husband had a few words with him without any result, we tried the council who were useless, so after a few more arguments we were getting to a situation where it was either move, or hit him over the head with a crowbar. My husband went round a few days ago and came back angry and was planning to do something drastic.

So two days ago I went round in the afternoon to ask nicely. The neighbour is about 65, slim, a bit of an alcoholic, with long dark grey hair he usually ties back. He had a younger blonde wife when we moved in but she left. I put my mask on and knocked at his door, unsure if he would hear over his music. I was just about to walk away when the door opened. He looked up and down the street and beckoned me in. He had a bit of a bruised face, and asked if I had come to apologise. I asked what for and he said "your husband did this", pointing to his face. I said I didn't know, and had just come round to talk about the situation and try and come to a compromise. He replied that he would do whatever he wanted in his own house and wasn't going to be intimidated by my husband. He called my hubby a prick, and said he didn't know what I was doing with him and then sort of brushed his hand against my breasts. I moved back and asked if he had any headphones he could use, and offered to buy him a pair, then he could have the music as loud as he wanted. He said "maybe, let me turn it down a bit" and we went from the hallway to the living room. There were lots of beer bottles and cans about, he turned the music down and sat on the settee and patted the seat next to him and told me to sit down and offered me a can. I declined, but he opened one and insisted, so I had a sip.

He said that, ok, he would keep the music down and would accept my offer if I got him some decent wireless headphones so he could move about the house. I thanked him and said that was really good of him. Then he said it would cost me. I said I was going to pay for the headphones, and he put his hand on my knee and said "no, I mean it will COST YOU". I could feel myself shaking, trembling, my mind in turmoil. Was this the moment I had dreamed of when I was reading porn. A scruffy old man making suggestions to me ? Before I could even think straight his hands were up my dress and was tugging my panties down to my knees. I just froze. He stood up, pulled my dress straight off over my head and dragged my bra down to my waist and then my panties down around one ankle. I was pushed back on the settee and he dropped his trousers and pants and was straight on top of me. I didn't say no, I didn't struggle, I just laid there and took it. No kissing or anything, he just squoze my breasts and fucked me until he came. Then he pulled out, pulled his trousers and pants up and I put my clothes back on.

Eventually he said "well that's sorted then, you can come to visit a friend with me on Saturday night, we'll have a party". I said "I don't think so", and he told me I would do as I was told from now on ! I went home, God what a strange feeling. Wanting to cry, but feeling aroused. Feeling abused but tingling all over. I showered. Then I just felt numb. The one person I have told about this says I must report him for rape. But it wasn't rape, I didn't say no, I didn't struggle. And I want more. I want to be told what to do, used and abused. Like the wives in those stories. But I want to be able to stop it when I want, which will not be possible.

Yesterday he summoned me from his garden while I was in the kitchen. He asked if I was up for it on Saturday night. I told him I couldn't, my husband would be home, what could I tell him? The neighbour said "fuck him, but my mate says Monday afternoon would be better for him, so how about then". I said I would try and be free. He asked for my e.mail address and said he would be in touch and would be discreet as long as I did as I was told and stopped making excuses. FUCK !
 
KathyUKwife said:
OK, a little bit about why I ended up here. I'm not sure if I will risk a photo here at some stage, as I am not wanting to meet anyone.
I have been married seven years, no kids, work part time, but have been home a lot with the Covid problems. I'm blonde, a bit overweight with lack of exercise recently. My marriage is ok, boring I guess. I would never have actually dreamed of being unfaithful. I can live with or without sex, it's never been that important in my life. I have never really been interested in watching porn videos, but a few years ago I did enjoy reading adult stories. I always sought out ones about women, especially wives, getting blackmailed or tricked into sex. I did like the ones that sounded like they may be real, and I often put myself into the woman's situation. I remember a few writers who seemed to know a lot about the reality of these situations. Anyway, that was all in the past.

The only massive problem in our lives is our neighbour. He used to come home from work and blast some heavy metal music out for half an hour, and weekends were a problem, but recently he has been all day and night driving us mad. My husband had a few words with him without any result, we tried the council who were useless, so after a few more arguments we were getting to a situation where it was either move, or hit him over the head with a crowbar. My husband went round a few days ago and came back angry and was planning to do something drastic.

So two days ago I went round in the afternoon to ask nicely. The neighbour is about 65, slim, a bit of an alcoholic, with long dark grey hair he usually ties back. He had a younger blonde wife when we moved in but she left. I put my mask on and knocked at his door, unsure if he would hear over his music. I was just about to walk away when the door opened. He looked up and down the street and beckoned me in. He had a bit of a bruised face, and asked if I had come to apologise. I asked what for and he said "your husband did this", pointing to his face. I said I didn't know, and had just come round to talk about the situation and try and come to a compromise. He replied that he would do whatever he wanted in his own house and wasn't going to be intimidated by my husband. He called my hubby a prick, and said he didn't know what I was doing with him and then sort of brushed his hand against my breasts. I moved back and asked if he had any headphones he could use, and offered to buy him a pair, then he could have the music as loud as he wanted. He said "maybe, let me turn it down a bit" and we went from the hallway to the living room. There were lots of beer bottles and cans about, he turned the music down and sat on the settee and patted the seat next to him and told me to sit down and offered me a can. I declined, but he opened one and insisted, so I had a sip.

He said that, ok, he would keep the music down and would accept my offer if I got him some decent wireless headphones so he could move about the house. I thanked him and said that was really good of him. Then he said it would cost me. I said I was going to pay for the headphones, and he put his hand on my knee and said "no, I mean it will COST YOU". I could feel myself shaking, trembling, my mind in turmoil. Was this the moment I had dreamed of when I was reading porn. A scruffy old man making suggestions to me ? Before I could even think straight his hands were up my dress and was tugging my panties down to my knees. I just froze. He stood up, pulled my dress straight off over my head and dragged my bra down to my waist and then my panties down around one ankle. I was pushed back on the settee and he dropped his trousers and pants and was straight on top of me. I didn't say no, I didn't struggle, I just laid there and took it. No kissing or anything, he just squoze my breasts and fucked me until he came. Then he pulled out, pulled his trousers and pants up and I put my clothes back on.

Eventually he said "well that's sorted then, you can come to visit a friend with me on Saturday night, we'll have a party". I said "I don't think so", and he told me I would do as I was told from now on ! I went home, God what a strange feeling. Wanting to cry, but feeling aroused. Feeling abused but tingling all over. I showered. Then I just felt numb. The one person I have told about this says I must report him for rape. But it wasn't rape, I didn't say no, I didn't struggle. And I want more. I want to be told what to do, used and abused. Like the wives in those stories. But I want to be able to stop it when I want, which will not be possible.

Yesterday he summoned me from his garden while I was in the kitchen. He asked if I was up for it on Saturday night. I told him I couldn't, my husband would be home, what could I tell him? The neighbour said "fuck him, but my mate says Monday afternoon would be better for him, so how about then". I said I would try and be free. He asked for my e.mail address and said he would be in touch and would be discreet as long as I did as I was told and stopped making excuses. FUCK !
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Kathy, i loved reading your confession, you stated that your sex life is " boring", maybe the neighbour is going to give you the spark back, us old guys do know how to trat a lady, huh?
You must nhave felt a tingle to begin with when he brushed against your breasts, but pulled away, unbeknown as to what he was going to do next, and you can be honest that you truly enjoyed the experience, looking forward to Monday i hope, remeber what he doesn't know won't hurt him, I jut wish that I was the other guy, you have opened up well without shame, I like that.......
 
I must say I am feeling more nervous now about Monday. Read a few stories last night about wives getting tricked etc and scared myself. I must be mad doing this.
 
The nerves are only expected i suppose as it is all new to you, the main thing is would you know who the second guy is and would he tell your husband, maybe I am one of the minority who says to go for it, have you given any thoughts as to what you would weaar, or just casual...
 
Well at least the neighbour has been quiet as a mouse. His name is Bob, or Robert. We refer to him as Nobby, as a friend who was visiting once heard the noise and asked "who's that nobhead".
I've swapped a couple of e.mails with him since. Last night he e.mailed to confirm Monday, I have to drive him and we need to be there around 1.30pm and it will take 20 minutes. He wants me to dress "classy" to impress his friends and wear a short skirt, and nice underwear with stockings and suspenders. Good job I have some, although I rarely wear them. He also said a loose jumper and no bra, in fact he told me never to wear a bra if I am seeing him. That tells me he means to keep this ongoing. He also asked me to take him for his Covid jab on Wednesday at 9.30am as it's nearby but impossible to get by bus, and he has told me what headphones he has chosen at Argos - £169. I've asked him to find a cheaper set. Funnily enough he called me "blondie" in the e.mail, which someone called me on here last night. First time I've been called that since school days. Probably how men think of dumb blondes.
Anyway when I e.mailed Bob back this morning I said that I knew I had sort of agreed to this, but IF I was expected to do things with his friend I hoped it was a one off as I am not getting in any deeper than I already am, and also if I had to do both of them, could it be separately as I have never done a threesome and don't want to. Actually I have never been with two men on the same day, or week even. Or any man except hubby in the past 8 years.
Bob replied "Don't worry, we'll treat you like a Princess, Blondie, I just want to impress my friend and return a favour".
My husband is out sorting my car. I don't drive much and it has a flat battery.
Edit, Bob also asked if I was on the pill.
 
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KathyUKwife said:
Well at least the neighbour has been quiet as a mouse. His name is Bob, or Robert. We refer to him as Nobby, as a friend who was visiting once heard the noise and asked "who's that nobhead".
I've swapped a couple of e.mails with him since. Last night he e.mailed to confirm Monday, I have to drive him and we need to be there around 1.30pm and it will take 20 minutes. He wants me to dress "classy" to impress his friends and wear a short skirt, and nice underwear with stockings and suspenders. Good job I have some, although I rarely wear them. He also said a loose jumper and no bra, in fact he told me never to wear a bra if I am seeing him. That tells me he means to keep this ongoing. He also asked me to take him for his Covid jab on Wednesday at 9.30am as it's nearby but impossible to get by bus, and he has told me what headphones he has chosen at Argos - £169. I've asked him to find a cheaper set. Funnily enough he called me "blondie" in the e.mail, which someone called me on here last night. First time I've been called that since school days. Probably how men think of dumb blondes.
Anyway when I e.mailed Bob back this morning I said that I knew I had sort of agreed to this, but IF I was expected to do things with his friend I hoped it was a one off as I am not getting in any deeper than I already am, and also if I had to do both of them, could it be separately as I have never done a threesome and don't want to. Actually I have never been with two men on the same day, or week even. Or any man except hubby in the past 8 years.
Bob replied "Don't worry, we'll treat you like a Princess, Blondie, I just want to impress my friend and return a favour".
My husband is out sorting my car. I don't drive much and it has a flat battery.
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If he has now been quiet, the telling off he had worked, but at a special cost, be on your guard in case the music stays quiet and your hubby looks over at you and says he's learnt his lesson, unbeknown to hubby that he is screwing you, sounds fine to me. You dedeserve NOT to be neglected, LOVE the choice of clothing he has requested you to wear, PLEASE be honest, you ARE enjoying this attention, so i take it that you have blonde hair, that's a start lol, if you have never tried a threesome, now is not the time to start, so IF you are online Tuesday, you just MIGHT feel a bit sore, am i going to hear the next episode if you wouldn't mind, you are certainly making this 62 year old guy feel happy...
 
thank you for your comments. I don't know if anyone will actually understand how I am feeling. It stems from the stories I used to read. It is like a combination, and confusion, of fear, excitement, apprehension. Not being able to think of anything except what has been said and what may happen. Hoping it is all nice, but secretly wishing I get taken to places I don't want to go. Maybe experiencing humiliation for the first time ? I just hope Bob's friend is 60 + and maybe dominant ?
 
You are welcome for the comments, how could i NOT.
We all have different feelings runnuing through our minds, some people like taking them to the next level, which i where i admire you for doing so,you are re-enacting some of the stories tht you have read, feels good huh?
Is that what you would like Bob's friend to be, or if he isn't, he might have another friend who he knows that is, now all this excitement and fulfilment is happening at Bob's house, am i right
 
I darn't let this go too far. If I had a choice in the matter, Bob's friend would be around 70, probably more refined and educated than Bob and he would talk down to me like I am a stupid girl, telling me to get to his bedroom and undress and stand naked facing the wall while I wait for him.
Just a little apology to anyone I have been stroppy with on the sex chat site. I'm finding it disappointing over there with no one reading before the message. Can't explain the same thing to everyone.
 
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Would be nice to here your Problems as we all have some and its good to get them out of our system for others to listen and maybe help with.
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I've found it to be largely beneficial to have the option to draw from a diverse pool of opinions from folks of varied yet pertinent social, professional & educational life experiences when addressing a variety of issues in search of acceptable resolutions.:)
 
I'm not sure everyone talking to me has my best interests at heart tho :eek:
 
Hi Kathy... I hope you can get urself to where Ull have a group of folks around u & grow a lil better comfort zone...kinda like I went thru over this past year, but hey, 2020 was a year of changes & disruption, and it's in the rear view mirror and I try to look out the windshield to navigate the horizon ahead. I spose thats why the rear view is so much smaller than the wind shield, cuz it's significance in the grand scheme of things is proportional to their size... Lol
 
You are building up an image of Bob's friend being a retired teacher of some description, the way he used to treat his pupils back in the day, only you wouldn't be wearing the "D" hat, in fact you would be quivering at the thought of what was goiong to happen...
 
There is still time for that to happen, do you WANT them to cancel, where is hubby now, meqnt to ask that yesterday, you need to go in there with your eyes open to what happens, you MIGHT enjoy it as long as you all totally agree to discretion
 
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