The Decision - Sex Stories

The Decision

... up the world. The birds start to stir and chirp their song of life. The dew glistens on the flower petals. The smell of the coffee and frying bacon was tantalizing the senses. The morning-after seemed in contrast to the turmoil that was churning my insides all night. The toaster went ding, just about the time Lexi walked into the room, stretching and running her fingers through her hair. “Morning, stud!” she yawned. “Morning, princess,” I replied, buttering the toast. “Coffee!” “I already fixed your cup. Your eggs will be ready in a jiffy.” “Why'd you get up so early? We were up so late.” “I couldn't sleep. I've been up all night. I got up and watched Henry’s video again.” “Oh?” "He says, I have to make this decision, but that's not fair. We got into this together, and I think this is our decision to make. You said nothing during the video last night. What is it that you want? Would you even consider taking his proposal of being passed around like a common whore?” Lexi looked at me, saying nothing. It was like she was studying me. Then she said, “Let’s talk about this after breakfast. It's getting cold.” “Okay, but I'm not deciding this on my own.” We ate in polite, uncomfortable silence. It seemed every click of the dishes or sound was amplified. Finally, I asked, “Do you want some more coffee?” “Yeah, I'll take a warm up… Alan, I only have one question to ask.” “Sure. Shoot.” “After seeing that stark presentation on the video and what he is asking, why are you having a ...

... hard time making up your mind?” "What he is proposing disgusts me. I can't believe you would even consider becoming his sex-slave, and being used by him and his friends. This is not what I envisioned when we agreed to this adventure. Lexi, I love you, and don't want to lose you. My gut says no, but I want your opinion.” Lexi sat there quietly, thinking. I could tell she was contemplating what to say, and I patiently waited her reply. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, took my hand, and looked up into my face. “Alan, I love you too, and don't want to lose you either. What happened last night was probably the most intensely erotic thing that has ever happened in both our lives. Right?” “Yeah, it was hot,” I agreed. “I think we discovered some things about ourselves. I'd lie if I said I didn't like what happened, but it is not worth ruining our marriage over. He wasn't anything like I thought.” “Really?” “Hun, you're so sweet and sensitive to me. I know you love me by the way you take care of my every need. He was so… opposite of you. He was forceful and demanding. His big cock hurt like hell, but he wasn't phased in the least by my pain. He just took me. He fucked me like a whore. He used me, and… I liked it.” “Is that true?” “Yes, but I equally liked how you made love to me so tenderly later. By the way, the thing about his friends totally took me by surprise. He never mentioned that.” “Sweetheart, don't be angry with me, but I can't agree to his proposal. You're the most ...