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Magazine Magic And The Bath Video Mistake

... bottoms slip down then evaluate my reaction as her breasts or bottom would be exposed. I tried to not react like a horny wild man, just enjoying the view and some light petting.

It was a slow uphill climb, taking little steps toward any sexual activity. Our love life resembled a high school date at the drive-in. Groping in the dark, some light touching, and lots of kisses. She eventually allowed me to see her breasts and let me push aside her panties and touch her pussy. Most of this occurred in the front seat of my pickup at night. A huge bridge was crossed when she unbuttoned my pants and would play with my cock. Our activities always ended before we went too far.

We loved each other and had so much in common that we decided that we could work through the sex issues and ended up getting married at the end of our senior year in college.

The school was good, however, our sex life was stuck in low gear. Sue was still apprehensive about sex, worried that the pleasure she derived from touching herself or when we made love was a sin. I told her that sex was a normal part of married life and the Bible made no mention of any reprisal for making love.

I complimented her brave efforts and tried to be supportive and understanding. Unfortunately, I was super horny and sex dominated my thoughts and fueled my desires. I was far from a neutral advisor. I attempted to think of ways to make her feel comfortable with our intimacy and tried to not push too hard. I bought her ...

... some beautiful, sexy lingerie hoping she would be inspired, but it was not to be and it disappeared deep into her underwear drawer. In retrospect probably not the best move.

I knew she enjoyed the way her body responded to sexual stimulation, and we just had to break through the dogma.

I was at the end of my rope and so desperate I bought her a Penthouse magazine hoping she would look at it and gain some sexual knowledge and positive insight about sex. Penthouse was more risque than Playboy and had more sex-oriented articles. I left the first one in her bathroom magazine basket.

I monitored the movement of the magazine and was delighted that her curiosity finally won out. When I checked I knew she had looked through the magazine. I knew she looked since I had inserted little pieces of paper between the pages and they were all gone, confirming that she had opened it. I was ecstatic. My bride was getting exposed to some unabridged sexual information.

I watched her routine and discovered she felt most comfortable reading the Penthouse magazine in the privacy of her bathtub where she was in a private, relaxed, environment.

After about a week, she finally acknowledged the Penthouse when she offhandedly asked why my magazine was in her bathroom. She was not upset and had a demure smile on her face. Sue made a low-key, matter-of-fact comment, “That it is pretty nasty.”

But, she did not throw it away, and I knew she was looking at it. If she was upset or disgusted she ...