As often happens , several people have asked me how I got my start as a hotwife who enjoys hung men. People I meet online as well as real-life lovers. Having grown tired of repeating the same story again and again, I thought Id put it down and post it. Ill try be true to the actual events, although given that I have been sleeping around for more than 5 years now, its kinda hard to remember all the details or that all-important 1st encounter, although the steps leading up to it and almost all the happens during the encounter are as fresh in my mind as ever. I suppose somethings a girl never forgets. My upbringing was that of a traditional Pakistani girl. Although by the standards of that society and culture my parents were quite liberal. I got to go to the best schools, to get a great education. But even so, certain things were out. No dating, no going to mixed parties, and certainly no boyfriends. Even in college which was co-ed I was never allowed to stay out late. I suppose my parents were still tradition bound, and I was too much of a goody-goody gal to try and rebel, even though most of my female friends had rebelled. I had just turned 19, and as is expected of girls from my background, a marriage was arranged for me. The guys family was known to my parents, but I had never met either him or my future in-laws. One fine day, I was told that the guy and his parents had come from the US, and were coming over to meet me and our family. The implication being that a proposal for marriage was forthcoming, provided we impressed them enough with my potential to be a good wife. That initial meeting was pleasant to say the least. I was introduced, and our families spent the evening talking, I was impressed by his sense of humour and his openness. The evening ended with me thinking that this guy (his name is Tariq) was not a bad sort and that I would not mind being married to him. A little over average height, he was clearly in good physical shape, and had an air of confidence about him, that and he was kinda cute too. Plus there was also the positive that he was very highly educated with BS and MS degrees in engineering along with an MBA from one of the top programs in the US. Also, he seemed comfortable at having an arranged marriage, even though he himself was born and raised in the USA, and seemed as American to me as anything I had seen on TV, my only exposure to the US coming from television shows. As expected, a few days later my future parents-in-law came over with a box of sweetmeats and made an official proposal, which after a suitable delay for consideration and consultation was accepted by my parents. And so Tariq and I had a formal engagement ceremony and were allowed to exchange email addresses so that we might communicate while prepare for our nuptials 6 months thence. Tariq returned to the US with his parents and we started exchanging emails, chatting online and taking on the phone regularly. I really enjoyed his sense of humour. No matter how serious the situation, he could somehow turn it into something comical and funny. From a position of not a little trepidation, I grew to look forward to marrying him.