After that evening of telling about Don and I exchanging oral sex, I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop and it never did. She just went on like nothing ever happened. Didn't have sex, or anything to let me know if she was repulsed or found it sexy or what. Nothing. After a week or so I totally forgot about it, back to sex being a hit or miss proposition.
Then as I am getting ready for bed the second Friday night after telling the tale, she asked me if I had talked to Don since she and I had been married that she didn't know about. And I am thinking that she was just worried that I had an affair with him. I told her that I have talked to him once or twice online but that was it.
"Did you want to though?" she asked, looking me directly in the eyes.
" Haven't even thought about him that way, since before we got together hon." I told her honestly.
"Oh." She said, sounding sort of disappointed. Then asked, "But you did enjoy being with him, I mean you did say that there was more than one time after that first time?"
"Yeah, I enjoyed it dear, what is it you are wanting to know? Or trying to figure out?"
"Oh, it isn't like that. It's just that I really want to know, I mean since I have already had sex with him by proxy, through you, I am going to have sex with him directly, so that I can experience him for myself." She bluntly put out and as if that wasn't a big enough bombshell she continued, "Tonight, and you are going to be here."
"But.. " I start spluttering and was abruptly cut off.
"But nothing, he is already on his way here and he, by the way is looking forward to seeing you again."
An old friend of mine is on his way over here to have sex with my wife. And she is wanting me to what..? "What am I supposed to do, go sit in the living room and listen while you fuck a friend of mine?" I demanded.
"Oh, nothing of the sort. You will be right in here with us, in fact I asked him if you were a good cocksucker and he said that he still jerks off at night remembering you."
Stark raving terror coursed through me. Insecurity because I know that he is bigger than me, and afraid she will enjoy him more and that may be the whole point to the lack of sex everything, I just don't 'do it' for her anymore. Fear that she will want me to have sex with him and that I may enjoy it and it will hurt her. Something of what I was feeling must have shown on my face, because she laughed and said, "look I have had bigger men before and it isn't the size that I am after. You have always satisfied me, I just am trying to figure something out for myself. I want you to enjoy this and I hope that I do enjoy it myself. So stop panicking."
About then I could hear the neighbors dogs barking and knew that he was there. "Timed that just about right didn't you?"
She laughed and said, "Didn't want you to have a chance to run out on this."
I could hear the car door shut and Rhonda left the room that point to go let him in. I just stood there like a stump. I could hear them laughing coming in, I thought I heard them kissing. Then they came down the hall to the bedroom where I was standing there holding my blanket up in one hand and I realized I was only wearing my shorts. I had been getting ready to turn in after all. I had looked down and noticed that I was fatter now then I was the last time he and I were together and just looked up as they entered the room her holding his hand pulling him in. He smiles across the bed at me and says, "already prepared I see?"
Rhonda tells him, "Oh no, I just caught him as he was getting ready for bed, before I told him what was going on." She giggled at this, "He always goes to bed so early so I figured I would wait and spring it on him so he wouldn't have time to think about it too much."
"Wow, ok, man buddy when did you start going to bed so early?"
"Nine isn't that early, besides I'm up early every day for work and stuff." I said, starting to be a bit peeved at feeling like I have to defend myself.
