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Incognito After The Fact
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Incognito After The Fact Over time, a few years, maybe several years, many of us will move our residence from one neighborhood to another, or maybe to another city, another state, or in some rare cases as we age maybe to another planet. Lol Over the first five years of our marriage my hubby and I have moved eight fricking times, and we know it is not over yet by any means. My born and raised home has always been here in Hawaii in my beloved islands, and it always will be my home, but for the typical average reasons of jobs, regional economies, opportunities in business and shinnagins, and all the reasons that people have to pick up and move occasionally… has made me think a few times about… unfinished business, if you know what I mean. My hubby and I are in the so called life style. We enjoy our sexuality together, of course, and sometimes with others. In the sexual style(s) that we prefer, we enjoy swinging with couples (my intention is to always make sure my hubby gets enough fluff for him to be happy), and we also enjoy 3somes with both men and women (I am always supposed to say he is as straight as a plank so there are no misunderstandings, lol), and we also enjoy the rapidly growing hot wife culture. Not cuckolding, but hot wifing, there is a slight difference but of course it is mainly just semantics. The pandemic has by necessity been very disruptive to many different kinds of life styles, but especially to those of us who enjoy very personal adventures with others. But regardless of the pandemic there is another problem that often prohibits us from DOING what we might like to do with others that I call… unfinished business. Thinking about this further, our activities, our wants, yens, needs, wish we could do THAT feelings, naturally get somewhat disrupted every time we move our residence. I have more than once thought to myself, how do we overcome the disruption to our personal life that sometimes can prohibit something we feel is important to us? Is it possible to somehow speed up the process of meeting others we are curious about? I'll try to explain more about what I mean. When we move into a new place it can take a little while but we do ultimately get to meet some of the neighbors. With a little time we get at least somewhat established and we may meet others in the community briefly, but we may not know them well yet for a time to come, and if we have to move before we know them better something potentially interesting can be lost to us that makes us more of a complete person… with another person. During the first year of our marriage my hubby was still in the Navy, and after we married we moved to Norfolk, VA for a year. Norfolk is a very active area with Navy and other military all around, and there is a lot of tourism with beaches nearby, colleges and universities, and local industry that feeds off of each other. It is an active place with a lot of parties going on in all directions. It is an informal society to an extent, but normal society still exists in all directions nearby. In spite of the large population nearby a lot of people seem to know a lot of other people. It doesn't take long for everyone in a condo complex to learn about the business of everybody else in the complex. Everybody goes to the same recreational areas, the same bars and clubs, the same sporting events, and in only a little while you start running into people you know at least well enough to speak and be friendly. Personalities begin to be recognized, and reputations begin to generate. You begin to learn who you are in the crowd, and who those in the crowd are to you. In so doing you can sometimes be perfectly comfortable among those around you, and sometimes you have the feeling that you need to keep your act together for possibly various reasons only beginning with the professional and community interests. Over the time we lived at Norfolk I met a certain lawyer who happened to live right around the corner from us in the same condo complex. I also met two really crazy guys, brothers, who ran the convenience store nearby (I called them Uday and Ubay after the notorious Iraqi sons of Saddam Hussein, lol), but I didn't know them very well at all even though they sometimes teased me outrageously when I was in the store. I also met a really nice man, a gorgeous banker guy, when I ran errands to the bank for my hubby. Over several weeks I met a few people, but I didn't know many of them very well even though the process was ongoing and I barely knew them well enough to speak to them on the side walk or wherever I saw them out and about the community. Some of them were… quite interesting, and I enjoyed the eye contact with them, but that is all it was I suspect mainly because there had not been enough time to become familiar and friendly, and as an outsider I was watching my P's and Q's. Out and about the community my shorts were not to short, and my blouses were buttoned over a bra. Saturday nights were different because we made sure we were not going to the same places our acquaintances were going to. Under normal circumstances not knowing more about people, no matter how bold we may be, you can't just walk up to an acquaintance you barely know and ask them if they would like to get naked. For various reasons involving both parties, and for community reasons, you can't just take the bull by the horny horns and invite someone to the casbah. Lol If you are going to continue living there you have to play by the rules of society. In normal circumstances both parties have something to lose if it doesn't work out right. Somebody may be married and have a family, and it is entirely possible a cautious neighbor would take a large step backwards. A financial professional like a banker who lives within very stringent rules because he has much to lose if his name becomes attached to a scandal. Married people have much the same concern. Nobody wants their name in somebody else's divorce decree. There can actually even be legal problems resulting from a spur of the moment mistake. For all the horny people who don't think about things carefully there are people who do. It is quite understandable that responsible people would be cautious, and careful, and protective. In normal circumstances their caution is quite understandable. Because my hubby and I at least WANT to be responsible people we often talk things over as I did with him just before we left Norfolk. I explained to him how difficult it was to follow through to resolve unfinished business, and he understood and agreed. His comment was, “We want to live our lives the way we prefer to enjoy the freedoms that we like so much, but don't put yourself at risk, and most of all… do no harm.” He understood my concern perfectly, and then he made a suggestion. He had an idea. He said, “Your circumstances do have something of an advantage compared to someone who is going to continue living in the same place for a long time to come. Think about this,” he said. “What if your attitude was… they may know you right now, but after you disappear they will no longer know you at all. Unless you tell them they don't even know your full name. If you don't tell them they don't know where you have gone. If you don't tell them they won't know how to find your address. If you simply leave and they never see you again, anything they may do or say to others is moot. If they talk about you to others, you won't even know it. After you disappear they don't know you anymore, or anything about you. It's like being incognito after the fact. Think about it. Let me know if I can help in some way.” I responded to his comment saying, “And since you are getting out of the Navy when we leave Norfolk there is not a real way for casual friends to follow your trail?” “Correct,” he said. “No one has to know where we went if we don't want them too.” After he said all that my wheels started turning. I thought his idea was a very possible solution to… unfinished business. The last week at Norfolk was really fun. I went out every night for the last week with my hubby to meet with his Navy friends, one of them being a quiet type single guy that stayed with us until the sun came up, or I went out by myself three times during that week. On Monday I just happened to be on the sidewalk when the lawyer that lived around the corner from our condo came home from work. When he walked up to me I asked, “Are you busy for a little while?” “What do you have in mind?” he asked. “A glass of wine at happy hour,” I said smiling at him. “Is Aly coming?” he asked. “No, it's just you and me,” I said dropping the bomb and wondering if it was about to explode in my face. He looked at me for a second, and then he said, “Sure, lets go.” A couple of days later my hubby mentioned he needed to go to the bank to close out our account since we were leaving on the next week end. I volunteered to do it for him so he wouldn't have to strain to get off duty when he was so busy during his last week at the Base. I saw my favorite bank manager coming across the lobby to speak to me like he always does, and he took me into his office so I didn't have to wait in the cashier's line. He looked surprised when I told him we needed to close our local account because we were moving out of state. He did the transaction for me, and as I was leaving his office I handed him my little pre-written note that I had prepared out in the car before coming in the bank. My note was just a little 3 x 5 card on which I had written my first name, my cell number, and I had drawn a little heart above my name in red ink. The note said, “I am leaving this week end. If you want, call me quickly. I hadn't even been back in the car 10 minutes and my cell rang. I didn't make it home until just before my hubby was leaving for the Base the next morning. On Friday night I dressed very casually. Bootie shorts and a tank top, no bra, barefoot flip flops, and I waited until 9:30 p.m. to go to the convenience store because I knew Uday and Ubay closed the store at 10 p.m. It was just a shot in the dark, no pun intended. I bought popcorn and stood there at the counter chatting with both of them until they locked the front door. “We have to close now,” they said. “Do I HAVE to go?” I asked, and I moved to sit up on the counter and swung my legs around to step down behind the counter with them. Uday took my hand and guided me to follow him into the back room of the store while Ubay shut out the drive way lights and the lights in the store. I had never been in the back room before, and I was surprised to see a full size bed they had set up in the corner so they could take turns taking naps when the store was slow during the day. My hubby called me at midnight to ask if everything was ok, and I assured him everything was better than ok, not to worry, and that I would see him in a few hours. The guys had to get up at 5:30 in the morning to open up the store at 6:00 a.m. They took turns coming back and forth to the back room to be with me for a couple of sessions each of morner sex (sooner than a nooner, lol). I got home about nine o'clock. On Saturday I slept a good part of the day because it didn't take long to do our last task to give all our boxed up, crated stuff to the Navy designated truckline that would deliver it to the Matson Steamship Dock at Los Angles for further forwarding to Oahu. That night we were in a nice hotel in Norfolk where my hubby's closest most trusted buddy picked us up and took us out for a last “getting out of the Navy celebration.” They got me so drunkie poo I was kissing and hugging everybody at the surprise going away party. We got back to the hotel about one in the morning, and when hubby took off my panties and pointed me to his buddy I stepped forward with such very pleasant feelings knowing that we were about to fly away to the mountain that is my beloved island home… with the natural lagoon at the bottom of the mountain where I have had luau sex more times than can remember. The next morning my hubby got me up at the crack of dawn so we could catch the early flight to Nashville where we would stay with his Dad for a few days before heading back to the islands. (Side note: Nashville has one of the best swing clubs I have ever been too.) So anyway, that is sorta what I learned and how to be Incognito After The Fact to accomplish Unfinished Business. I used the same method when we left Las Vegas a couple of months ago. Where there is a will, there is a way. Women have certain privileges, you know, especially the strategic thinkers and schemers. LOL Somebody give me a hand towel please. My computer chair is all wet. LOL  |
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I wish I could be the recipient of one of those 3 x 5 Golden Tickets  So true what you are saying about unfinished business but,unlike you, in so many instances I wasn't brave enough to grasp the nettle (leave alone hand out invite cards) before departing a place and it can gnaw away at you. My hasty departure form Asia as covid started left a trail of unfinished business. Hopefully I can redress (or undress) some of those once travel is allowed again early next year 
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"Somebody give me a hand towel please. My computer chair is all wet. LOL" I'm thinking give this SEXY ass "incognito schemer" a wet vac...  
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It's a good thing you use that big brain of yours good and not evil. 😂 “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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It's a good thing you use that big brain of yours good and not evil. 😂
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(cackling, rubbing hands together, wiki wicked smile) LOL “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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LOL. Now I'm trying to picture your supervillan costume. LOL
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What can I say? It's almost that time again. Watch out! My specialty is hanging up in the corner of the garage, and when the door opens... if not fed with orgasms and bits... I will bite. LOL “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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Yeah, yeah, yeah...promises promises.
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Unless I decide to nibble. LOL “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde
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That is what a half a bottle of Reisling does. That's as far as it goes, and after that... pardon me, I have to thrup. LOL
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Would be nice not to have to imagine what your best talents have done but maybe if possible I'd finally get to know by experience while sharing each others company and completely satisfy our thoughts we I'm sure we'll have in common sweetness!
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Wow! Such nice words. I am posting THIS ONE above for you
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We know exactly what you mean by unfinished business. We lived on the west end of the country for seven years due to my job. We were swinging there after a few months but wife always wanted a few guys outside of that circle. She kept it just as a fantasy until the last few weeks of my term there. She had always told me of her desire to have these guys but she always held back, just like you. But knowing that we would be moving to the other end of the country, she when wild during that last few weeks and seduced 4 out of the 5 guys she had dreamed about. I was waiting at home each and every time and was so turned on by it all.
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12/24/2021 12:57 pm |
wow!!!!! Amazing woman!!!! Took my breath away and made my cock hard instantly!!!
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