Thank you!

I am humbled by the warm reception and greetings from many readers and fans! I enjoyed hearing from old cyber friends and meeting new ones. I am still not one hundred percent sure of the direction this blog will take, but after testing the waters, I am wading into the shallow end of this blog-pool. I wish I could tease you with juicy tidbits of an untold hotwife confession, but there are none to tell. Instead, I will share my Ashley Madison pitfalls in upcoming posts. Ladies, you may get a laugh or two from my unsatisfying experiences. Gentlemen, you should have your pen and paper ready to take notes if you are AM members.

In the meantime, I have republished my first 3 posts to provide newcomers with my history and introduction. Happy reading!

A little more history...

Midway into my marriage, my darling husband and I started to tell tales and talk dirty in the bedroom to add some spice to our romantic times. DH began to ask me about previous lovers and situations. Truth be told, I only had 2 juicy stories to tell, but they were enough to kick things up a notch in bed for a while. We also reminisced about the time I went topless on our honeymoon, and the time I was so drunk and horny that I was removing my clothes as we approached our front porch after a night of cosmopolitans.

But then, one night I mentioned an innocent story about The One I wished I had lost my virginity to. The One I fantasized about for years while I pleasured myself. The One who never was... DH asked me what I would do if I ever ran into him (we still lived in the general vicinity of one another). I don't remember how I answered his question, but I do recall him telling me that it would be OK with him if I explored some of my unanswered questions and fantasies should I ever meet up with The One again.

What? An extramarital affair? DH told me that as long as I promised to be honest and open about extramarital activities, it was fine with him, even encouraged by him. I was shocked, flustered and sure I would never explore the naughty suggestion made by DH.

Remember, I told you I was a goody-two-shoes...

Introduction

Confessions of a suburban wife...

Allow me to introduce myself. I am a suburban wife.

There, I said it. How hum-drum does that sound? A suburban wife. Based on the title of my blog I bet you are shocked by this fact.

I have been married for more than 10 years, and I am a mother. My dating and martial histories are pretty average. Growing up I was a wallflower and a late bloomer. Even as an adult, I think I am pretty forgettable. I have no exciting dating stories to tell (well, maybe just one or two) and the details of my marriage are nothing out of the ordinary. Don't get me wrong, I adore my husband and children, but I lead the life of a typical suburban working wife.

I work at a typical job from 8-5, and feel guilty for staying longer because the kids are in daycare. I take work home to finish because I am a dutiful employee who is intimidated my my boss. I am too much of a goody-two-shoes to rebel against aforementioned boss . Oh sure, I complain and vent to coworkers, but in the end, when Boss says "Jump.", I ask "How High?". I play by all the rules for fear of karma coming back to get me.

OK, thus far I have told you two key qualities about myself that have led to the following confessions:
1. I am a goody-two-shoes.
2. I am married with a typical marital history.

Read on for the mildly risque details of my confessions...