What You Do to Me - Sex Stories

What You Do to Me

... good wife, Drew. I’ve tried repeatedly to rekindle the spark. It hasn’t worked. So, I’ll continue to be a good wife. I’ll do the wifely things I’m supposed to do. But I need this, too. And until things change, I’ll do it this way. I deserve it.” “You’re going to lead two lives,” I observed. “If that’s what it takes, yes. At some point, things may change. When and if they do, I’ll adjust. But for now, this will do.” “You know, you’re a lot stronger than I imagined,” I told her. “At first, I thought you were content to play victim of circumstance.” This time the kiss was longer and contained more passion. “We’ll be all right, Drew,” Cheryl said. “We just have to remember to keep the two parts separate. I’m the dutiful wife during the evenings and weekends. And during those days that we can be together, I’ll be sexy, passionate, desired, and adored. Will that work for you?” “I’ll take what I can get,” I nodded. “I’ll love you when I can, and otherwise I’ll be your faithful friend.” Cheryl kissed me lightly one more time. “You are a good friend, Drew. You love me wonderfully. You’re also a really good fuck. I think I’ll keep you around for as long as I can.”