Locktober 2024 Hotwife Date Night: Success

Karin, my amazing Hotwife went out on Her first “date night” of Locktober last weekend, on Her own. I was left to wait at home. I’ve been locked since the beginning of the month for Locktober.

It was just before 4 PM Friday afternoon as I helped Karin get ready for Her night out. She reached into my pants and gently grabbed the metal cage I’ve been wearing all month with one hand, and touched the key around Her neck with the other hand.

“Just remember, dear husband, you asked me for this,” She said with a sweet smile. She knew my cock would be straining to become erect inside the cage as She was getting ready. Her loving, teasing touch both confirmed and accelerated that process.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I replied, “and I would ask again, simply to please you, Ma’am.” I’m not sure why I said that, because I still had nearly two weeks to go until the end of October, and had never gone this long without an orgasm.

“You won’t need to ask again, honey, we’re doing Locktober every year,” Karin stated. She checked Her phone. “Ooh! Next Locktober has five Friday nights!” She exclaimed, excitedly showing me Her phone calendar before opening Her closet.

Karin selected a pair of semi-sheer black panties with lace trim along with a matching bra. I looked through Her closet and suggested a sexy, skimpy red dress and matching heels for Her to wear. I knew this dress would virtually guarantee that She would be getting laid tonight, not that She needed any help.

The dress was cut low in front, allowing the lace trim of Her bra to peek out, and the open midriff displayed Her pierced navel as well as the tattoo above it – a beautiful butterfly with the word “Hotwife” underneath. The hemline was short enough that most of Her thighs were exposed when standing, and when She bent down to fasten Her anklet, I saw that Her panties were very visible.

I ordered a rideshare to come and pick Her up. I packed Her travel bag, putting a dozen condoms inside along with numerous other items. Putting the condoms into Her bag was somewhat of a ritual between us, as if I were “officially” approving Her night out and wanting Her to have as much sex as She can get. This ritual is strictly for my own benefit as Karin doesn’t need my approval, ever.

At around 4:30 PM, a large midnight blue SUV pulled into the driveway. I walked out to the awaiting SUV with Karin, holding Her travel bag in one hand and Her hand in the other. I kissed Her gently to avoid smearing Her lipstick.

The driver was tall and in his late 30s to early 40s. He was blue-eyed, broad-shouldered, handsome and gentlemanly. He opened the passenger door for Her first, then opened the rear door and put Her bag into the back seat, before helping Her into the passenger seat and closing the doors. Karin lowered the window and we exchanged “I love yous” as the driver walked around the SUV and got in. Karin pulled the sun visor down and began touching up Her lipstick and flirting with him even before they left the driveway.

He drove away, taking my beloved Hotwife to a hotel for Her date night. I suspected that he would be Her first partner of the night, possibly even before reaching the hotel, or maybe in a secluded spot in its parking garage.

When Karin is away playing, we stay in contact for Her safety. Generally, I wait for Her messages to arrive rather than asking Her for updates, to avoid interrupting Her fun. I genuinely want Karin to enjoy Her “date nights” as much as possible. But I still want Her to be safe, so I always have my phone with me. It had been about four hours since She left, when my phone buzzed with four messages: two pictures and two texts.

The first was a dick pic, with a very wet, tightly-stretched, full used condom still on it. The man’s erection was long enough that the condom didn’t cover about two inches or so at the base. The second picture was the bed in Her hotel room. On the bed was a massive wet spot, a pillow stained with Karin’s makeup, and five empty condom wrappers on the nightstand next to the bed. The first message read: “Invited my driver up to my room, gotta call housekeeping now! 💦️💦️💦️💦️💦️” The second message said: “I’ve arranged for Josh to bring me home early tomorrow morning. He was sooo gooooood in bed!”

“I love you! ❤️❤️❤️ And I love that you’re having so much fun 💦️💦️💦️ tonight!” I replied.

A few minutes after 9 PM, another text from Karin that both She and the bed were freshened up, and She was headed to the hotel bar. Another hour or so later and another text with a pic, “Met this guy at the bar, had a couple of drinks. Seems like fun. Heading to my room.”

Less than fifteen minutes later was another text: “Change of plans. Bar guy flaked so I called Mark and Gail, they should be here in about half an hour.”

Then just before 11 PM, Karin sent a selfie with Her standing between Mark and Gail. “I’ve got these two hotties all to myself tonight!” I replied “I love you ❤️, have fun! 💦️💦️💦️”

It wasn’t until well after 4 AM that Karin texted me again. “Mark and Gail were awesome. Showering before Josh arrives at 5 to take me again before taking me home. Might not be back until after sunrise!” My reply was just "😉️🍆️🍆️❤️❤️❤️💦️💦️💦️💦️"

I knew Karin would be occupied for a while, so I took some time to give myself an enema and take a nice long shower. Karin loves to peg me after nights like this, and with me being locked for the month, it’s the only activity I could expect once She got home. Now fully clean, I continued to wait for Her next message, or Her to return home.

Finally, around 7:30 AM, the same SUV that Karin had left in for the hotel pulled into our driveway. The Sun was just starting to come up. I was able to stand near the window and peek out the edge of the curtain. Josh got out of the front and closed his door quietly, before getting into the back seat.

About a minute later, Karin followed suit, joining him in the back. Karin was going to get laid in the back seat, right there in the driveway, so tantalizingly close! Although I knew what was happening, I couldn’t see inside because of the tinted windows. My cock strained in its cage as I watched the SUV rocking and bouncing.

I was tempted to go to the bedroom and get one of Karin’s vibrators and pleasure myself through the cage, but I didn’t want to stop watching the rhythmic motions as I imagined my beloved Karin straddling Josh’s immense shaft, riding him to one last joyful, toe-curling orgasm before coming home to Her devoted husband.

By about 7:50 AM, the SUV had stopped rocking and I expected Karin to get out of the back seat and walk to the door, possibly with Josh carrying Her bag. But that didn’t happen, there was no activity at all for some time. About ten more minutes passed, and the SUV started to rock and bounce again, even more vigorously than it had before. This time, it was only about five minutes before the activity stopped.

About a minute or two after the action had stopped, Josh exited the back seat, removed Karin’s bag from the cargo area, walked around to the other side, and opened the door. He gently took Karin by the hand and walked Her to the front door of our house. They appeared to speak briefly before he kissed Her passionately, returned to his SUV and drove off. Karin stood at the front door and waved until he was out of sight. Then She smoked a cigarette before coming inside and closing the door behind Her.

Karin was a complete mess. Her makeup was smeared, Her hair was sweaty and matted, and Her body was slick with sweat. She had put Her dress on so hastily that She didn’t notice that it was inside-out, but She had a blissful glow from Her complete satisfaction that looked so beautiful. I held Her tightly and we kissed passionately for several minutes, right up against the inside of the front door. While kissing Her, I could taste the cigarette She had just smoked. I became so aroused that my caged cock began to throb painfully.

We went to the bedroom, where Karin happily showed me the empty wrappers from all twelve condoms I had slipped into Her bag, plus one additional. She then told me all about Her night in exquisite detail as She pegged me slowly and gently, face-to-face with Her on top, until She was too tired to continue.

Karin collapsed into my arms and fell asleep, still wearing Her harness and dildo. She hadn’t managed to give me a prostate orgasm, but I didn’t care. Karin had been completely satisfied that night, and Her satisfaction always comes first.