My 2020 started out pretty great. I spent the holidays last year with my husband in Oregon, even celebrating New Year’s Eve in Portland. What a difference a year makes. We had a fabulous trip and returned back to Phoenix settling back into normal life and work. I worked at home and enjoyed my job which was travel industry related, a field that I worked in for over 20 years. I also received good news from Nick. Nick had been a close friend and play partner off and on for over five years. We had gotten quite close for the past few years. He had moved to Cape Cod last summer to be with family but I had even visited him there in the Fall of 2019. He was moving back to Phoenix early in 2020 though and my husband even allowed me to pick Nick up from the airport and spend his first night back at a hotel with him. We had a blast.
The first couple of months continued to go well for me. Hubby and I were enjoying hot, sexy nights at home, I’d see Nick once a week for a date night and even saw my other play partner Ty from time to time. The weather was beautiful that time of year in Phoenix so there was a lot to do…until the Corona Virus started to affect everything and everyone. This seemed to get serious in Phoenix in late March, and by the end of March, I was furloughed from my day job. Sadly, my books have not sold enough to let me quit working a regular job…Yet.
I saw Nick for a daytime date a few days after St. Patrick’s Day and we had a fun time, going a few rounds as usual. We had talked about the virus and closures and lockdowns that were starting to happen. When I kissed him goodbye that day, I joked about it being the last time I’d see him for a while. I had no idea what an understatement that would be. Soon after that, everything closed. People were told to stay home except for emergencies and such. I don’t think I left my house in April or May.
I don’t feel the need to go into the seriousness of the virus and the tragic deaths and millions worldwide affected. You were all there. On the contrary, I feel a bit guilty about what a good year I ended up having. I’m so fortunate not to have any close friends or relatives that have had Covid-19 and my sympathies to those who were more personally affected. I was without a job which is a mental mind fuck though. My work had furloughed me through October. I was still getting partial pay, medical insurance and unemployment to cover the missing income. With furlough, they expect you to be ready to come back to work with three days notice so you’re not even supposed to look for work. The government wanted us to stay home and nobody was hiring anyway. I figured that I may as well enjoy it.
I would do some chores in the morning, some exercise, lay out in the sun and jam to music most days. I experimented more with cooking as food became a big thing to appreciate when you’re stuck at home. My husband was furloughed a month or so after me and we decided to renovate our kitchen and flooring which we used stimulus money for. Hubby did some of the work, all of the painting and I maintained the household. We became a 50’s couple (except at night). Most nights we would plan different themes for play time. Sometimes we would have super naughty nights filled with bondage and servitude. Other nights would be sensual and romantic. We continued this for all of 2020.
Although I didn’t see lovers in April and May, I had a couple of sexting partners that I would chat with from time to time. Nick and I had exchanged naughty pictures and videos for years and my former lover Jack reappeared on my phone out of the blue as well. We always had a lot of sexy times on the phone. My husband encouraged me to keep active at least with sexting. He knows that my hotwife lifestyle is important to me (and it keeps me hot for him as well). I also have a tendency to get depressed being cooped up at home. It’s part of why I became a hotwife in the first place. You can always read my book “mrs Sexy” for more information on our polyamorous lifestyle and how I became a hotwife. You should. It’s very entertaining.
Hubby and I were having a great time and trying to make the best of the situation. It was like a combination of a paid vacation and house arrest. I would get down from time to time but knew how fortunate I was. I was doing alright though until Nick suddenly ended our relationship. I hadn’t even seen him in nearly two months but we would sext occasionally and chat a couple of times a week. I was shocked. It still doesn’t make sense to me to this day but suddenly communication with me was too much to ask and not having anything to do with me was better for him I guess. I was upset and my husband was not too happy either considering the things that he allowed as special privileges for Nick over the years. Nick was even my business partner but my husband told me to take him off of my business, losing all trust in the way Nick handled things.
Just as I was losing Nick from my life, a couple of former play partners resurfaced. I started chatting with Christopher and Matthew again. Ty was still popping in and out of my life as well. I actually heard from many former lovers in 2020. Some I was glad to hear from and some it was fun to ignore. I was even allowed to go see Ty at his new place since he was living alone now, working at home and not really around many people. We all thought by summer, things were settling down a bit and I was starting to go stir crazy. I always enjoy spending time with Ty and he moved to an apartment about ten minutes from my house.
I heard from a man that I had never met in person early in the summer as well. I had chatted with Jann on Bumble in the Spring when he was visiting Phoenix. He was with an International acrobat group but they had to return home to Europe once Covid hit hard and I never got to go out on a date with him. We chatted often though. It got dirty. He became my main sexting partner over the summer. We even bought Lovense virtual play vibrating toys so we could control each other’s orgasms. It was hot. My husband would even join in from time to time including a virtual threesome. Good times. We still chat and play a bit when we can but he’s back working and the time difference makes it rather difficult. I’m hoping he gets back to the States soon.
I was quite happy to be able to see Christopher again too. During the summer, places were closed so I usually would just go to his place, he’d cook or we’d order food and have a couple of sexy rounds of fucking (see this year’s blog posts for my sexy true stories from my dates). I had seen him off and on for a few years as well. We were good friends too but a health issue (not Covid related) came up for Christopher and more serious issues arose in his life. I was there for him and we chatted often but I only saw him a couple of times after his health scare. He went back to work once he was ok and also got back on the “I really want a wife” kick that I see often. The problem is that 2020 was a terrible year to decide to try to meet anyone. We’ve remained friendly and still chat from time to time.
About the time that things with Christopher were dwindling, places were opening back up again, I decided that I wanted to try and meet someone new too. I hadn’t met any new men in 2020. I started the Bumble and OKCupid searches and had shit luck for quite some time. Most guys just wanted me to send nudes (which I don’t do until I’ve met someone) or chat or have me come over to service them. Fuck that. I even chatted with a few promising options which would end up in date requests…. that they would cancel. Manners really suffered in 2020. I can’t believe that people think it is perfectly acceptable to be mid text conversation and then just ghost out. It is so fucking rude. If you can’t “chat” at the time, then just fucking tell me that. Do not message me with small talk, a few bits back and forth, and then when I ask a question (mid conversation) not answer until the following week. Fuck you. If you don’t have phone manners, I can just imagine what your bedside manners are like. I’ve learned to block and delete people like this. I thought I found one with manners named Pete.
Pete was moderately Covid paranoid but at least he agreed to my husband and I’s requirement to meet at a public place. We ended up having Tacos and Margaritas at SandBar and started seeing each other weekly for a couple of months. We seemed to connect well, the sex was great, and he was even fun to text. He would send me music, funny gifs, flirty emojis and say kind things. I thought things were quite good between us and then he texted me to tell me that he has just lost interest. I haven’t heard from him since. Fucking weird. I just chalked it up to another 2020 occurrence and went back to just seeing Ty and even saw Javier a few times (who I hadn’t seen in years). Those hot stories are also on my blog.
I hadn’t seen anyone in person for a couple of weeks. (until I had a nooner today with Ty). Between Christmas and Covid numbers going back up, it just seemed best to stay home. When it gets chilly out, I’m less likely to go out. I’m a big baby in cold weather. I prefer to bundle up in jammies under a blanket by a firepit, smoke a cigarette, some weed, drink a Heineken and listen to tunes with the Hubby. We basically have nightly parties where we do just that. Then we come inside and turn the heat up in the house, in more ways than one. How hot does it get? Here’s an example of one of our recent nights….
Hubby had purchased a new butt plug for me that was made from a more pliable silicone and was slightly longer but more narrow than my usual plugs. I was instructed to clean it up, lube up and return to bed after insertion was completed. I had been with Ty recently and was still being punished for my naughty behaviour. Upon returning to the bedroom, my dress was removed as I stood bedside awaiting further instructions. Hubby bent down to kiss me as he unhooked my bra. He caressed my breasts and would lean down further to bite my nipple. I flinched, not expecting the bite. I was told to kneel.
Hubby was already naked and erect as I got down on my knees. I spit on the head of his cock before taking it into my mouth, not yet touching it with my hands. I looked upward as I popped it out of my mouth, grabbed it, and thumped it on my tongue. Hubby moaned and gathered up my hair before giving it a little tug. I knew this meant to get back to work. I stroked the head of his cock as I bent down to take his balls into my mouth. I pulled upward to stroke his cock as I began to lick from his balls, slowly going up the shaft to the head. He flinched as I bit his cock, not too hard, but just enough to get his attention. I took his cock into my throat and started to drool and then gagged. I popped it out of my mouth to take a breath as Hubby pulled me up to standing.
Hubby kissed me before placing a gag in my mouth. He blindfolded me and sat me down on the side of the bed. He got on his knees and removed my panties. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I did hear my vibrator start up. He reached a hand underneath my ass and moved the plug, just a little, as a reminder to my ass that it’s currently stretching out for Hubby. He put my vibrator on my clit and I flinched again. I could feel myself getting wet from the combination of the vibrator and not knowing what was next. He moved it down to my pussy and along my lips. He pulled the vibrator away and I felt his hot moist tongue replace it. My hips moved up to make my pussy meet his mouth.
He alternated my toy and his tongue before instructing me to lay back in the bed. He rolled me onto my side and asked me to put my hands behind my back. He placed leather wrist cuffs on me and then pulled my legs back to attach ankle cuffs. I was hogtied. He could still reach my clit and played with my wet pussy before I felt the snap of a flogger. A little snap hit each of my ass cheeks. I clenched up with the plug in my ass and then Hubby gave my cheeks a little rub and a gentle kiss before doing it again. He would stop and tend to my pussy and then go back to punishing my ass.
My hogtie was released and Hubby told me to lie on my back. He moved my hands above my head and attached them to the headboard. He removed my gag but not my blindfold and then knelt over me with his cock in my face. I was so ready to fuck him but he derserved a bit more oral attention. It wasn’t as good of an angle for deep throating but I teased the head enough that he was soon changing position, laying on top of me, and rubbing his cock against my wet pussy. The head teased my clit as I started lifting my hips upward, wanting him to be inside of me. I soon felt the tip entering me and it felt especially tight since I still had my new butt plug in. He fucked me slowly going deeper and deeper into me as I started to moan and writhe. He kissed me and released my hand restraints, ordering me to get on all fours.
The flogger was used again as he knelt behind me debating on if he was going to fuck me in the ass or fuck my pussy with the plug remaining in my ass. He decided on the latter. We could have anal another night but this felt so good to both of us. He started to fuck me from behind reaching around and grazing my clit with his fingertips. As he began to fuck me harder and faster, he told me to use my vibrator on my clit. As I reached for it, he paused from fucking me and smacked my ass cheek with his hand, making me clench with both the plug and his cock inside of me now. The sensation created an elevated titillation. When he started to fuck me while I had my vibrator on my clit, I began to moan and move my hips back into him, fucking him as he fucked me until we both came, gasping for breath. He moved my hair out of my face, kissed my forehead and told me that he kind of took it easy on me tonight. There would be anal tomorrow night. Yes sir. Looking forward to it. 🙂
All in all, my husband and I are doing OK. We have a good home life, we had prepared a bit for a rainy day (not so much a rainy year) and are healthy and happy. We have had ups and downs but nothing we couldn’t get through. I had my first book with a publisher “The Secret Life of a Hotwife” come out last Spring. I’ve been able to do some writing and work on building up some social media. I’ve lost Instagram pages a couple of times but it’s all good because I get more book sales from having new followers and I have found a lot of people that I know or they have found me. It’s been annoying but I don’t have much else to do at times. I’ve worked on some articles for sites regarding polyamory and my books. I’ve been interviewed for a podcast, won an over 40 modeling contest and have even had a couple of modeling shoots this year. I’ve had some really fun times in 2020. I know that many people haven’t. I try to keep in touch with friends and relatives, just sending a few words from time to time. The Covid numbers are still rising and there is still talk of closures. Hubby and I mostly have been staying home, social distancing, doing our part, so to speak, during the pandemic. It may also be that we’re just habitually too stoned to leave the house these days.
I wish you all the best in 2021! All you can do is make the best of each day you have and that’s what I’ve done since I became a hotwife. Some days are hard but we all have them and we can get through them. Reach out to a friend, family member or even a hotline. People are there to help. Hopefully, many of you are like me and have managed through this crazy year with some good memories too! I’m not sure what my next writing project will be in 2021. I feel like it’s best to hang back a bit and wait for inspiration to strike. It usually does when I least expect it. In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy these crisp cool winter nights at home with the Hubby and whoever else may join us. 😉
Happy New Year!
-Juliet Adelaide
https://www.amazon.com/mrs-Sexy-Chronicles-Juliet-Adelaide-ebook/dp/B01L4MYW0Q
