Part of the fun of this is living slightly vicariously through the women I’ve come to know. This week isn’t untypical. I am also completely aware that this sounds incredible – you’ll just have to trust me when I say that every situation did happen …

Janet has returned from a couple of weeks on a lecture tour of Italy, to meet up with Daniel, her Jordanian millionaire. She met him about 4 weeks ago in the bar of her Hilton. We had been chatting on whatsapp, and I dared her to return his interest from across the room. A drink and a chat later they agreed to meet again on his next visit to London. This time they met at his Mayfair hotel, his tall bodyguard consigned to wait by the car. On this occasion it turned out that Daniel is after a more ‘traditional’ affair, with a meal, presents and exclusivity.

After the night with her Jordanian, Janet met up with Chris – a 6’4″ Dom whom she met on Ashley Madison. It’s the second time they have met and she has found herself agreeing to see him exclusively. Which means that I’ve been dropped of her list, at least for now.

This is the woman whom I met 6 weeks ago; I was her 4th ever lover and she had just had a bad Dom experience with Richard, that had left her shaken and a little bruised. She’s decided that Daniel comes with a bit too much risk and could turn possessive – so may not see him again.

 

Today I’ve been having a playful chat with Tanya, a friend of Helen’s, on WhatsApp. The two of them meet for a weekly boozy evening and compare notes. Tanya has been a little more conflicted about who she is looking for – whilst loving the physical side, she’s single and ideally wants a longer term relationship.

It’s been a busy week for Tanya. She had a Dom from Portsmouth to stay last night – she hadn’t met him before and somehow found herself inviting him for a couple of nights! Suffice to say that when he did arrive there was zero chemistry between them, they didn’t have sex or even much Dom fun.. And, after a slightly awkward morning they agreed that he should leave.

She seems to have had a new man, married and never strayed, in reserve though who came around this afternoon. [Update: That visit did lead to sex, though the ‘gushing’ that he had said he would induce in her didn’t happen. Tanya does say that his cock was as advertised]

In order to allay her neighbour’s curiosity at these men appearing at her house, she had asked him to arrive with a clipboard – I kid you not.

Meanwhile, I had a surreal Wednesday afternoon out with Helen at Kestrel’s – a local ‘nudist spa’ near Heathrow. I’ve been there a few times over the years, mostly with my wife for an occasional dabble at swinging – but also with other women.

This visit was quite memorable. It was a lovely sunny afternoon, so the glass cover over the pool had been drawn back and Helen was keen on some weightless, slippery frolicking in the water.

We then made our way down to the dungeon-like stables at the end. After a little meandering around, trying to decide where to settle, we went to a bed within wooden cage structure and started to play.

It wasn’t long before we had an audience and one guy asked to join. We then entered a sort of state of sexual ‘flow’ with other men coming in. I withdrew and lay back to watch – the image seared on my mind is of Helen sucking on a lovely black cock, whilst another man played, slightly too vigorously, with her pussy, and she had a third’s cock in her other hand.

I’m rubbish at conveying the scene in any sensual way and realise this is sounding like a piece of reportage – however in this case the actual events are enough.

Helen, who when I met her last November had only had 3 previous lovers in her life! A number she more than doubled in a Wednesday afternoon, in the dark under the Heathrow flight path.

 

Extending the surreal theme a little… Eve and I are planning to meet her local lover ‘Aff6’ for a threesome on Monday afternoon. She’s had one threesome before when she was in her twenties, but Aff6 hasn’t and is apparently quite intrigued by the prospect.

Jackie is still in NY, on holiday with her family, celebrating her 50th. She’s just sent a nice picture with her son in what looks like a hot NY. We’ve exchanged a couple of messages and are planning on a meet in the next couple of weeks. I haven’t heard from Claudia this week – I must ping her a message.

I’ve been emailing Susan, who lives locally. She had told me about a charitable dance event last Bank Holiday Sunday down in Ascot, which was fun. We had never met or spoken and were hoping to accidently ‘bump’ into each other.

However, there were too many attractive women in their early 50s, most of them wearing black dresses, so that I could not be sure to catch the eye of the right person. In the end I gave up and left early – not least because I had a long bike ride planned for Monday. So I still haven’t seen Susan in person and not exchanged much chat since then. It’s been half term which she says has taken up a lot of her time. We’ll see what happens – but I’m not expecting much.