Visiting the City from Sept 8-11 and looking to add an exciting spark. Open minded attractive married woman who enjoys interesting restaurants, dark cocktail bars, and random adventures. For me the mental component is what excites me as well as a smart and creative plan. I like a little deviousness and confidence in a man.
Wondering what kind of trouble I can find. Let’s discuss possibilities
I am drawn to scenarios and possibilities where I’m enjoyed by a man but it’s all very subtle. Ok. Maybe not subtle at all but not discussed. Just felt up. Just taken advantage of. My willingness assumed. All while enjoying small talk or interesting conversations on random topics trying not to be overt about the naughtiness happening.
Are you someone that enjoys this? I’d love to explore with you. I also very much like the idea of a guy who casually gives directions and there’s no question that they will be followed, like ‘show up here, wearing this or that’ and then he gets what he wants.
There something about a kind of dynamic where consent is already established and never needs to be addressed again. Like a free use but more subtle and nuanced.
I’m on the west coast of North America and do travel often for work. I would love to try dates like this but wonder how many guys would be really serious about it.
I had a previous account and connected with a guy that wanted to set me up on ‘dates’ where the expectation of sex was explicit (kind of like being an escort). And another guy who wanted to pick men to set me up with on work trips. We got close to making something happen but I wasn’t ready at the time. But that fantasy and the desire for something like that never really diminished.
I’m looking for a guy that likes connecting a naughty married woman with naughty men for nsa encounters. Not looking for guys that don’t share or want first or last as the point of this is something different . I’d love to chat about possibilities and how something like this could work and I have a few ideas. We can chat about what we find exciting about randomness, expectations, and compulsion.
Would love to chat more.
I had a previous account and connected with a guy that wanted to set me up on ‘dates’ where the expectation of sex was explicit (kind of like being an escort). And another guy who wanted to pick men to set me up with on work trips. We got close to making something happen but I wasn’t ready at the time. But that fantasy and the desire for something like that never really diminished.
I’m looking for a guy that likes connecting a naughty married woman with naughty men for nsa encounters. Not looking for guys that don’t share or want first or last. I will likely never meet the guy but I may meet the guys he promises sex with me to. I find the randomness, the expectation, the compulsion very arousing.
Would love to chat more.
I really like the idea of being a hotwife… able to explore and have all sorts of sexy adventures while my husband is supportive and completely cucked. Are you seeking a hotwife? How would you make it exciting? I love the idea of dates and dress up and really unleashing my inner slut. Would love to hear from bulls and guys interested in being cucks.
As an occasional business traveller I’m often thinking about the erotic possibilities of a hotel room. Meeting a fellow traveller for a night that we might never speak of again. An opportunity to indulge a different side of life… one without the complications of home and relationships, of expectations or conventions. I personally have a serious fantasy of visiting a man at his hotel and being his plaything. Leaving well fucked and feeling deliciously naughty.
I’d love to chat about related fantasies and what you might like for an evening with a hotel room. Maybe we could work up some plans.
I really like the idea of being a hotwife… able to explore and have all sorts of sexy adventures while my husband is supportive and completely cucked. Are you seeking a hotwife? How would you make it exciting? I love the idea of dates and dress up and really unleashing my inner slut. Would love to hear from bulls and guys interested in being cucks.
It’s a new experience for me… I’m not the usual type of woman to do something so bold and brazen as to agree to visit a businessman in his hotel room. Arrangements were made in advance. It was very clear what the expectations were and how I was to dress for this encounter. Although it’s not about money it was about an experience of being an escort.
So there I find myself. Adjusting the slutty panties I was wearing under my impossibly tight skirt. Working to keep my balance in my stiletto heels. Conscious of how my d cup breasts, perhaps my best feature, are highlighted. Feeling somewhat exposed but also very conscious of being a whore for the night.
The feeling of getting ready to the man’s specifications, putting on the sexy clothing knowing it will all likely end up on his hotel room floor. Knowing that he expects to use me intensely for at least an hour. Preparing myself for the taste of cum. It all has my panties wet and nerves running at full speed. Arriving at his hotel and seeing how eyes drift my way, I’m sure they think I’m another hooker looking for a quick trick (ha! I don’t even know the right language… this is a new adventure for an otherwise vanilla, married, career oriented woman).
And of course that hallway walk to his room. My god that has me so wet and ready. The nerves knocking on his door. Wow.
I’d love to discuss this with care for detail. I do travel and would consider experimenting with this. I want to wrap my head around the possibilities… including how the connection is made. Is it from the man in the room or potentially more exciting, another man.
There’s something about a businessman traveling, away from home, in a hotel room that I find really hot and sparks a fantasy in me. Although I’m in a good place in my career and life, something deep inside me is intrigued by the possibilities of escorting. I absolutely don’t care about money just the experience of being a plaything and walking a hotel hallway for a man with particular desires.
I’d love to chat about all the possibilities.
I really like the idea of being a hotwife… able to explore and have all sorts of sexy adventures while my husband is supportive and completely cucked. Are you seeking a hotwife? How would you make it exciting? I love the idea of dates and dress up and really unleashing my inner slut. Would love to hear from bulls and guys interested in being cucks.
I have a fantasy I’d love to chat about and explore… mostly it revolves around the idea of meeting a man on a date without a bra. I know that’s mild but the real excitement is that he tells me to do that.
I’m not sure how to describe this desire to be subtly exposed. I love the following directions. The objectification. The eyes on me. Not just my dates but other men. And I love the intentionality and brazenness. The way his eyes just linger on my chest. It’s all so hot. Would love to chat and explore with a guy who all this resonates with.
As a bit of background, I saw this in a post once and I’ve been mildly obsessed. I would love to try it on a date.
I have a fantasy I’d love to chat about and explore… mostly it revolves around the idea of meeting a man on a date without a bra. I know that’s mild but the real excitement is that he tells me to do that. Perhaps something like…
We chatted before the date. We worked out the logistics and basic details. We would meet at the Alibi Room at 8. Cocktails and conversation. Something flirty and fun. Then the next message comes through: “hair up. Slim fitting blouse. No bra”
A shiver went through me. I pause for a moment but it’s like my fingers had already agreed and started typing “yes sir”
I got ready for our date. And set myself up exactly as requested. I chose a light blue blouse. No bra. My 36d chest straining slightly against the thin fabric. I put my hair up in a ponytail and put on some simple makeup and deep red lipstick. It was such a turn on following these simple directions.
I put on my heels and called an uber to meet at the Alibi Room. You were waiting for me and beckoned me to your table. Your eyes were on me the whole time, fixated on how my tits swayed and strained. I felt like such an object and a total slut. And I LOVED it. As soon as I sat down, the first words out of your mouth were simple and direct. “One button less please”. I unfastened the button closest to the top to give you a better view of my cleavage.
That’s the loose beginning of the date to give you a sense of what excites me. I’m not sure how to describe this desire to be subtly exposed. I love the following directions. The objectification. The eyes on me. Not just my dates but other men. And I love the intentionality and brazenness. The way his eyes just linger on my chest. It’s all so hot. Would love to chat and explore with a guy who all this resonates with.
It’s a new experience for me… I’m not the usual type of woman to do something so bold and brazen as to agree to visit a businessman in his hotel room. Arrangements were made in advance. It was very clear what the expectations were and how I was to dress for this encounter. Although it’s not about money it was about an experience of being an escort.
So there I find myself. Adjusting the slutty panties I was wearing under my impossibly tight skirt. Working to keep my balance in my stiletto heels. Conscious of how my d cup breasts, perhaps my best feature, are highlighted. Feeling somewhat exposed but also very conscious of being a whore for the night.
The feeling of getting ready to the man’s specifications, putting on the sexy clothing knowing it will all likely end up on his hotel room floor. Knowing that he expects to use me intensely for at least an hour. Preparing myself for the taste of cum. It all has my panties wet and nerves running at full speed. Arriving at his hotel and seeing how eyes drift my way, I’m sure they think I’m another hooker looking for a quick trick (ha! I don’t even know the right language… this is a new adventure for an otherwise vanilla, married, career oriented woman).
And of course that hallway walk to his room. My god that has me so wet and ready. The nerves knocking on his door. Wow.
I’d love to discuss this with care for detail. I do travel and would consider experimenting with this. I want to wrap my head around the possibilities… including how the connection is made. Is it from the man in the room or potentially more exciting, another man.
Sitting in the summer heat with my mind wandering and heating up thinking about being used by multiple men. It’s a bucket list thing for me… enjoying a threesome or more. Maybe many more. I’d love to chat about this, especially if you’re experienced (I’m not). Would love to try but chatting here seems like a good way to wrap my head around it all.
On the outside I’m a classic vanilla married woman with a deep slutty streak. Maybe I should try on a future work trip.
I have a fantasy I’d love to chat about and explore… mostly it revolves around the idea of meeting a man on a date without a bra. I know that’s mild but the real excitement is that he tells me to do that. Perhaps something like…
We chatted before the date. We worked out the logistics and basic details. We would meet at the Alibi Room at 8. Cocktails and conversation. Something flirty and fun. Then the next message comes through: “hair up. Slim fitting blouse. No bra”
A shiver went through me. I pause for a moment but it’s like my fingers had already agreed and started typing “yes sir”
I got ready for our date. And set myself up exactly as requested. I chose a light blue blouse. No bra. My 36d chest straining slightly against the thin fabric. I put my hair up in a ponytail and put on some simple makeup and deep red lipstick. It was such a turn on following these simple directions.
I put on my heels and called an uber to meet at the Alibi Room. You were waiting for me and beckoned me to your table. Your eyes were on me the whole time, fixated on how my tits swayed and strained. I felt like such an object and a total slut. And I LOVED it. As soon as I sat down, the first words out of your mouth were simple and direct. “One button less please”. I unfastened the button closest to the top to give you a better view of my cleavage.
That’s the loose beginning of the date to give you a sense of what excites me. I’m not sure how to describe this desire to be subtly exposed. I love the following directions. The objectification. The eyes on me. Not just my dates but other men. And I love the intentionality and brazenness. The way his eyes just linger on my chest. It’s all so hot. Would love to chat and explore with a guy who all this resonates with.
There’s something about a businessman traveling, away from home, in a hotel room that I find really hot and sparks a fantasy in me. Although I’m in a good place in my career and life, something deep inside me is intrigued by the possibilities of escorting. I absolutely don’t care about money just the experience of being a plaything and walking a hotel hallway for a man with particular desires.
I’d love to chat about all the possibilities.
I have a fantasy I’d love to chat about and explore… mostly it revolves around the idea of meeting a man on a date without a bra. I know that’s mild but the real excitement is that he tells me to do that. Perhaps something like…
We chatted before the date. We worked out the logistics and basic details. We would meet at the Alibi Room at 8. Cocktails and conversation. Something flirty and fun. Then the next message comes through: “hair up. Slim fitting blouse. No bra”
A shiver went through me. I pause for a moment but it’s like my fingers had already agreed and started typing “yes sir”
I got ready for our date. And set myself up exactly as requested. I chose a light blue blouse. No bra. My 36d chest straining slightly against the thin fabric. I put my hair up in a ponytail and put on some simple makeup and deep red lipstick. It was such a turn on following these simple directions.
I put on my heels and called an uber to meet at the Alibi Room. You were waiting for me and beckoned me to your table. Your eyes were on me the whole time, fixated on how my tits swayed and strained. I felt like such an object and a total slut. And I LOVED it. As soon as I sat down, the first words out of your mouth were simple and direct. “One button less please”. I unfastened the button closest to the top to give you a better view of my cleavage.
That’s the loose beginning of the date to give you a sense of what excites me. I’m not sure how to describe this desire to be subtly exposed. I love the following directions. The objectification. The eyes on me. Not just my dates but other men. And I love the intentionality and brazenness. The way his eyes just linger on my chest. It’s all so hot. Would love to chat and explore with a guy who all this resonates with.
Married and visiting on a work trip (solo). Would love to add a spicy and fun adventure with a feisty and devious man. Explore fantasies and take advantage of visiting the big city. Attractive and in good shape. Looking for intelligent and spicy men.