A Hotwife Joins The Sewing Circle
This article is a lightly-edited summary of our interview with Paloma J, a bi-curious married seamstress.
“I guess it all started when I felt stuck in a rut,” Paloma explains. “I love my husband, but we were losing the spark we once had.” She was longing for a new sexual experience and kept thinking about women. She brought up the possibility of her dating or having sex with a woman and her husband was completely supportive of it. “He thought it was super hot. He doesn’t mind staying home and playing video games while I’m out fucking a woman,” she says. Armed with this permission, she kept an eye out for hot women.
THE CELEBRITY
Paloma is a seamstress who works at an upscale shop in Southern California. “We have quite a few clients who are movie stars. Lots of them are kind of lesser known, but some of them you would definitely recognize,” she says.
One day a celebrity was in for some dress alterations and Paloma was taking care of her. “I can’t say who, I’ll call her Jane, but you almost certainly know her,” she explained. “And…it was striking how beautiful she was in person.” Paloma was a bit star struck, but carried on with her job. Jane, perhaps picking up on this, flirted with her. “I think I was blushing,” says Paloma, “but not half as much as I started blushing when I took her measurements.”
Paloma’s blushing doubled because when it came time to measure Jane’s waist, the celebrity made sure Paloma noticed the bulge from her backside. Jane was plugged, and it was a sizeable one. Paloma was a little shocked, but tried to keep her cool. She says she’ll never forget what Jane said at that point.
Jane said she had to go soon, but she had a few minutes to grab a drink with Paloma after the fitting, if she was interested. Paloma jumped at the chance. “And that’s when I learned about The Sewing Circle,” she explains.
THE SEWING CIRCLE
Over drinks, Jane asked Paloma some probing questions. “It suddenly hit me that I was the fresh meat in this equation,” Paloma recalls. Jane was trying to figure out if I was interested in women, and if I’d like to accompany her to a club she called The Sewing Circle. Jane didn’t really know what The Sewing Circle was about—what did they sew?—but she sensed she should go if Jane was going. “The idea was that I’d be the new eye candy she’d bring,” says Paloma. She realized that much when Jane said to wear something classy and a little sexy.
Paloma discussed this with her husband, and he couldn’t believe her luck. He definitely wanted her to go, so she did. Jane picked her up and in the car and presented her with a white pin to wear on her chest. It was similar in design to the pin Jane wore, except hers was blue.
Paloma now wondered what she’d gotten herself into. She did her best to play it cool and see how things played out.
Paloma won’t tell us what the establishment looks like in order to maintain its secrecy. But she does reveal that it’s a nondescript business whose facade hides its true nature. In the basement below it is a posh lounge which is home to the weekly meetings of The Sewing Circle.
“I don’t know what I expected,” she says “but it was better.” Elegant, decadent, and expensive-looking. Populated entirely women—hot women—several of which were minor celebrities. Jane had already cautioned Paloma that discretion and secrecy were of the utmost importance. This is where these women went to be their true selves—the selves they didn’t want the public to know about.
And then there were the pins. Jane was right that Paloma was the only one with a white pin that night. It was embarrassing and it had a big impact on her. She didn’t realize this was even a criteria, that anal plugs were something to be judged by or noticed. But everyone noticed. They didn’t directly comment, but Paloma became increasingly self-conscious about the white pin.
Paloma met many women that night. Some, Jane introduced her to. Others would just come up and scope her out. They generally seemed over-sexed, flirtatious, and looking for action. It was an exciting new world, and Palmoa felt lucky to be any part of it.
A couple weeks later, Jane invited Palmoa to go again, and she did. And again, she wore the white pin on her chest. “Wearing the white pin the second time was even more embarrassing than the first,” Palmoa explains. She talked and flirted with so many women, seeing their gray, green, and blue pins. Each signified that the woman was wearing a plug of size corresponding to the color. Gray meant a small plug. Green meant bigger than gray, while blue meant bigger than green. She saw a couple women wearing purple pins, which were reserved for very large plugs, and a couple more who were wearing orange. The purple, and especially orange-pinned women were treated as a different class. They were clearly revered by the crowd, and Paloma didn’t even feel she had the social currency to talk to them at that point.
“I’ll never wear a white pin again,” she decided.
FITTING IN
Paloma went home and started wearing a plug that same night. She slept with it in, dreaming about the girls at The Sewing Circle. The women there had given her plenty of info about how Pensa girls train, so she was ready to start being plugged a little bit every day and working up to longer durations. And then up to bigger sizes.
She went to the Sewing Circle again the following week, wearing a gray pin for the first time, which meant she was at least wearing a small plug. By the next week, she was already up to a green pin. The women noticed. Her social currency rose and she felt great.
“It was a life-changing experience for me,” Paloma explains. She felt a charge from flirting with women, from being allowed and encouraged by her husband, and now from flourishing in this new environment. She was getting used to constant anal stimulation, which made her feel horny and alive, and hot women became more interested in talking to her as a result. This made her want to do it more, and the cycle continued.
Over the months, she graduated to a blue pin and is currently still training. “I really want to reach a purple-pin level of anal expansion soon,” she says. Partly for the recognition she gets, partly for her own sake, and partly for what it did for her marriage. Though Paloma originally sought out a sexual experience with a woman as a way of not being bored with her husband, she ended up becoming much closer to her husband.
“I didn’t tell him I was going around plugged until I had worked up three or four sizes of plugs. When I did, he was surprised, and then his cock got harder than I’ve ever seen it.”
FULL (SEWING) CIRCLE
Paloma never did end up having sex with Jane, though they remain friends to this day. She did, however, have sex with two other women she met at The Sewing Circle. They were each just one-time things, but she cherished the experience and was hungry for more.
In time, she learned that one of things the women there loved was fresh meat. Bringing new, hot, dirty-minded girls was seen as a great service to the club. She came to understand that that’s why Jane picked her. Jane just wanted to make a good impression on The Sewing Circle.
And so did Paloma. One day, another celebrity, who Paloma calls “Jessica” came into the shop for dress alteration. She was stunning and flirtatious. She wasn’t wearing a Pensa pin and Paloma was careful to check during measurements to see that she wasn’t plugged either. “I kept imagining a giant plug in her ass and what it would be like to go out with her—both of us in that state.”
Paloma wasn’t the shrinking violet she had been when Jane first met her. Now, she was ready to initiate. “After working up to wearing large plugs all the time, and still doing great at work, I had the confidence to do anything,” she says. She flirted with Jessica, and and soon as she got a positive response, she took a risk. She “accidentally” bumped her butt in to Jessica, while grabbing Jessica’s hand and pressing it against her plug. Then gave her a knowing look in the eye. “I would not have even dreamed of such a bold move in my previous life. But now I found it thrilling.”
To Paloma’s delight, Jessica was a shocked, but not upset. “What’s that?” Jessica asked. Paloma had waited so, so long to say the line. “Oh, that? Don’t you know it’s all the rage these days, dear?” But unlike when Jane had delivered it, Paloma had a followup. “I could tell you more about it if you’re free tonight,” she said. Jessica was free. Very free. And that Friday, Paloma showed up at The Sewing Circle with the famous Jessica on her arm.
“I had a perverse kind of pleasure seeing Jessica come to terms with how the heights of her celebrity outside were taken down several notches by having to wear a white pin,” Paloma says.