Consider the Implications - Sex Stories

Consider the Implications

... romantic,” she cooed, sitting down across from me. We made small talk while we ate. It was a beautiful summer’s day and we enjoyed the sights and sounds of the park. A jogger ran along the path, huffing air. Nearby, a gaggle of kids played noisily. We finished eating and I collected our trash saying, “Let me get the dishes.” With a good-humored grin, Shelia retorted, “I’ll let you.” “Honey, there’s something I want to talk to you about,” I said cautiously, sitting back down. Shelia’s face lit up in a smile and she teased, “You mean you didn’t just want to enjoy the pleasure of my company.” “I’m trying to be serious,” I returned then asked, “How much did you enjoy sex last night?” Shelia’s smile faded. She looked around to see if anyone had overheard my question. Evenly, she replied, “I understand why you wanted to have this conversation in private. Do you have a complaint about our sex life?” “I love you Shelia, but don’t you think our sex life has become a bit boring.” She frowned then asked, “And, you have a proposal to spice up our sex life?” “I love you, Shelia.” Her forehead wrinkled with frustration. “You said that already. I know you love me, Jerry and I love you. So just tell me what you want to do to spice up our sex life?” “I would like us to, uh, an open our marriage,” I stammered, watching her eyes to gauge her reaction to my suggestion. Shelia’s eyes widened with surprise. Her mouth moved for several seconds before any words formed, when they did, she said, “Well ...

... I wasn’t expecting that…I thought you… maybe wanted to tie me up and tickle my ass with feather duster…or something.” “What? A feather duster?” We both laughed as the tension between us evaporated. We shared a comfortable connection to each other. Shelia’s smile faded as the implications of my suggestion rushed into her mind. She looked down at the table and said, “I know the sexual passion has cooled, but isn’t that to be expected after thirteen years of marriage and a couple of kids? Don’t open marriages fail and just end in divorce? Are you sure you still love me?” “Yes, I still love you,” I replied, reaching for her hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I read an article about open marriages. It stated that the divorce rate among participants was only 5% compared to the much higher divorce rate among the general population. The majority of open marriage couples said it improved their relationship with their spouse.” “Really? Do you have the article with you?” Smiling, I nodded. After thirteen years of marriage, Shelia knew me well. I slid it across the table to her. Since I couldn’t tell from her expression, I asked, “Please don’t be mad at me.” “I’m not mad, but I need to get back to work,” she said, looking at her watch. Brushing her lips across mine, she kissed me warmly. She said, “I’ll read this article and we’ll talk about it tonight after the kids go to bed.” As I drove back to my office, I replayed the conversion with my wife in my head. It went better than I ...