The Wife Part 8 - Sex Stories

The Wife Part 8

... your porn videos and have him do the same to me.

“When you came home this morning, I was careless in my choice of words. The only person I make love with is you. He and I explored the gamut of things a man and woman can do together sexually, but we did not make love. I love only you, and I hope you can forgive me and be my husband like we said in our vows.”

“I did not mean to make you feel inadequate, but I see now that I did just that.” As they talked, Blanche rose and came to sit on the arm of his chair. She ran her fingers through his hair, giving him an unwanted rush.

“I think the most painful thing for me was that you slept with him the entire night, never coming home. You never even suggested such a thing with Tom. Then, for you to practically have an orgasm, just remembering last night was too much for me.

“Now, what about this Jim guy? Where do you stand with him? After all these years, our sex is never going to blow you away like that.” John needed to get right to the nub of things.

“When we parted, he went to his four days on at the station house. We planned to meet when he was off duty again. Naturally, If you can’t abide my seeing him, I will tell him goodbye.”

“But how long before you regret it and decide to cheat on me again? How will you not show your disappointment when I ask you for sex?” John couldn’t imagine how to find a satisfactory outcome from where they were now. Blanche chose to ignore the dig about cheating.

“Yes, that is a ...

... concern. First, let me say that I never intended to deny you any access to me that you want. Believe it or not, making love with you is very important and satisfying for me. My sexual enjoyment with you has increased, greatly. I can give him up, and my life will still be good; the same is not true of you. I need your love.

“Would you consider getting to know him and having the same arrangement as we had with Tom? I don’t know how he would feel about that, but we could work something out, I suspect. After all, he knows we are married, and he saw us with Tom.” John just slowly shook his head.

“You see? I knew this conversation was only of interest to you if keeping him was the outcome. I better get my stuff together. We can’t unring this bell, and I think my ego has had enough of a bashing for one day.” He stood up and headed for their bedroom. Blanche followed, getting angry now.

“John, you are being unreasonable now. You need to remember that you initiated this whole thing. What did you think might happen when you dreamed your little scheme up? Please take a moment and tell me what you want.

“Did you imagine that you could control all of the elements, the people who you set on this path? We are not puppets, you know, and you are not our puppeteer. Wasn’t this a possible outcome, that I would begin to like the sex with others, the variety?

“Did you imagine that what you hadn’t figured out for thirty years would suddenly make our sex perfect? Be real; you are a smart ...