The Making of a Hotwife 1

The Making of a Hotwife, Part 1 of 6
by Annie

A Taste of Exhibitionism

Hi, my name is Annie. Rachael was so kind to invite me to post some stories on her blog about my life and family. Most of the things in my stories are true and really happened, but a few things are just fiction and I’ll let you try to figure out which is which. Just so you know, I’m what some people call a “hotwife” because my husband likes for me fuck other men. I’m also a “hotmom,” and I bet you can figure that out. Some of my son’s friends call me a MILF, and I love that title! So, with that, let me begin first by telling you a little about me.

I’m Japanese, born and raised in Tokyo, and my real name is not Annie. Annie has been my Americanized name ever since I was in college in Tokyo, and many of my girlfriends thought it would be fun to take a foreign name, which was in fashion at the time. I am 43 years old now, almost 5’4” tall and I weight about 110 lbs. My tits are a 34B or C, depending on the bra maker. I have very dark brown areolas, and nice hard nipples when I get aroused. My eyes are dark brown, and my hair is a very dark, almost black, brown color, so I’m a typical-looking Japanese woman.

I lost my parents in a plane crash when I was four years old and was raised by my Grandmother. I was an only child. My family was very wealthy, so I went to all private girls schools till I was in college, where I majored in English Literature and also Interior Design in the school of architecture at Waseda University. I played tennis for the college team, and I won several women’s singles and doubles titles. I still play tennis to this day at our club here in the States. As a teenager I never dated guys, and even in college I never dated but did have some male friends. I was very shy and a really sheltered girl who studied all the time and played tennis.

When I was 20 years old, my Grandmother passed away suddenly when I was at class one day. To this day I remember every detail of when they came to get me out of the class and two policemen told me what had happened. I just started crying and crying so hard. I was really alone and it was a very difficult time of my life for me. I did have some very close girlfriends in college and they helped me a lot during that time in my life and then one day one of my girlfriends told me that there was job for a hostess at one of the hostess bars near our college. She convinced me to go check it out and said that she thought it would be good for me to have something to do at nights instead of being alone. So, I went and I liked the lady who was the owner. That’s how I got a job at the Silk Panty Hostess Bar.

Hostess bars in Japan at that time were respectable places to work, and most of them hired young college girls to serve drinks and snacks to mostly business men who were out with colleagues after dinner for drinks before going home. We girls all wore the same “uniform” which was a short black skirt, white silk blouse, white silk bra, and white silk panties and we were told not to wear panty hose which I didn’t like anyway.

The lady who owned the bar told us to that it was ok to let the customers see up our skirts and down our blouses sometimes because that would make them want to come back. She also told us that under no circumstances were we to allow the customers to touch us, and also that it was forbidden for us to see any of the customers outside of the bar or else we would lose our jobs. At first, I was very shy and didn’t did let any guys see me but after a while and after the other girls teased me about it, I began to let guys see up my skirt or down my blouse sometimes.

After the first week or two, I began to enjoy it when guys would look up my skirt or down my blouse and it made me aroused. When I would get home after working sometimes, I would masturbate thinking about some of the guys I let peek up my skirt. Pretty soon, I was unbuttoning my top two blouse buttons and started wearing shorter skirts. When men would be looking, I would open my legs just a little more so they could see my panties up between my legs. I really loved the attention that got me and sometimes my panties would be wet when I got home. I realized that I was a little bit of an exhibitionist and I loved it! I worked at the Silk Panty for almost two years before I graduated, and in that entire time I never did anything with any of the customers except once.

One night, I was serving a group of guys and one of them was so nice and good looking that I “accidently” let him touch me under my skirt. His fingers felt my pussy through my panties. I was so wet, and he knew it. It felt so good, too, but nothing more ever happened. That night after I got home, I masturbated thinking about him touching my pussy.

After I graduated from college, I went to work for an American company in Tokyo because I wanted to use my English skills. I joined the American company where my future husband worked and was an office lady in the sales department. That meant I did routine clerical stuff, greeted and served visitors tea, and worked on whatever I was assigned to do. I met Rob, my future husband, a few weeks after I started there.

He was the Asian Regional Sales Manager and I was impressed with him because he showed interest in me. We soon started dating and it got more and more serious. Then, one night after a tennis date, I went with him to his apartment and we made love for the first time. For me it was my first time and it was wonderful! I loved it so much, and I was so lucky that I didn’t get pregnant that night because Rob fucked me two times and filled me with his cum and I loved it! For me that was the night that I really fell in love with him and with the idea of sex, too. Rob’s cock is pretty big, at the time I didn’t know a nine-inch cock is very unusual and I loved how it made me feel so full when he fucked me and loved how his cum would feel inside me.

I went on birth control after that first night and then we used condoms for a few weeks till I was safe. We fucked almost every day! I discovered I loved sex! A few months later we married and then a few months after that we moved back to the States and have been here ever since. I was 23 when we got married. Rob was 32 and much more experienced than me, but he taught me and I loved it! I wanted to try everything about sex that I could, and Rob was a good teacher for me.

I hope you like my story so far!

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8 thoughts on “The Making of a Hotwife 1

  1. Welcome Annie!!!

    Fantastic story!!! ;)

    Let’s see how it goes on :)

    ….if Rob is the future cuckold…, what a pity he does not have a smaller cock….., so he could be beaten by your lovers ;)

    Hot kisses and great orgasms,
    Oscar

  2. So far you have got my attention lets see where this goes from here………….

  3. Annie really like your story. Nice to hear from you again we messaged some on lush when I was there. Really liked you storys there to. So welcome to Rachael blog.

  4. Love your story Annie! Looking forward to your next chapters!! Thanks for sharing it with us.

  5. Hi Annie,
    Thank you for sharing, it is very nice to start meeting you through your well crafted words :-)
    Pipa

  6. Hi Annie,

    Love your story so far “The Hotwife” and with even more anticipation tales of the “Hotmom”
    Can’t wait to see where this goes!

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