This event happened on the same evening as the post I feel insecure and jealous. I know I have a lot of power on how to give color to my sex life. My challenge is that I need to speak my mind more, which is something I need to overcome as a shy introvert. What… Continue reading Is this my husband?
I love two men... And they love me. Time for a second preface. My diary definitely made a turning point last Autumn. A whirlwind, named Charley, came into our life. I gave a lot of thought on how to continue secretdatesdiary and want to experiment with scribbles, pieces of memories. So yes, my website is… Continue reading Preface 2.0
I am so happy that I am allowed to see Charley again. Bob is the sweetest for understanding that the start of something new is so thrilling. I am as good as recovered from my cystitis, but keep it to myself and Bob. We will see how the evening goes. No pressure and expectations, that… Continue reading Chapter 68: Watch closely, you dog! Look at how your little wife is getting fucked!
Faith wants me to have patience. My period is over, but now I suffer from cystitis. I desperately want to feel Charley inside me, but Bob tells me to wait until my vagina no longer hurts. I know he is right. Charley also agrees with Bob. I thank Charley for dating me, especially when I… Continue reading Chapter 67: I suddenly receive a love confession
What an emotional start of the week... Going from cloud nine on Monday morning to a dark place in the shades in the evening. I feel depressed that Eric broke up with me, but at least he was sincerely honest in his goodbye mail. I appreciate honesty very much. Before Eric said his goodbye to… Continue reading Chapter 66: Charley seems perfect for us
Sunday. Oh how I have been waiting for Sunday. The first thing I do is sending a good morning text to Charley. He is awake and asks right away if Bob is still OK with the situation. Charley really wants to know how Bob experiences everything. He wonders if Bob is playing the cuckold to… Continue reading Chapter 64: She is mine now
I wake up the next morning. Sweet Bob is cuddled up against me and still sleeping. Did yesterday really happen? I wonder if I should text Charley. I don't want to be a stalker. "Good morning beautiful," Charley text me before I do. I respond flustered, "Good morning, it wasn't a dream, right?" "I am… Continue reading Chapter 63: How was the first real cuckold experience for Bob?