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Four months ago I suddenly noticed things where different in our sex life, Monique seemed to me more demanding, wanting more, she was aroused for much longer; she seemed-------- just a minute let me explain from the start.
I have known Monique from the age of sixteen, in fact I had been the one all the other boys envied it was me who was fortunate enough to be the first she aloud to touch her.
We were young and in love and even a little naïve, sex between us was very careful until we married, that was eight years ago. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with a normal sex life, a little oral, I was not allowed any back door but plenty of different positions and with her still only being twenty-eight, lots of loving.
We were living well, lots of house improvements, Monique was still doing the odd modelling job, keeping in with the catalogues and my job was going great. I had just been put in charge of the groups stock, all though that meant working longer hours, going to different stores, especially on Fridays for stock checks the money was worth it, we were even thinking maybe, just maybe it was time for children.
As a said at the start, last August everything changed, Monique became sexually aroused very quickly and it lasted longer, unfortunately longer than me.
It was the night we went out to celebrate. We had just had a new bathroom and central heating system fitted. Lovely night and it was obvious we were going to have fun in the sack when we got home, and we did, again and again but Monique was insatiable, she wanted more, even after many orgasms and I just couldn’t keep up with her.
The shame of not being able to get it up again, even with her magnificent body, I know I’m no Rod Stewart but she looks a bit like Rachel Hunter, you know lovely large tits, sensuous legs, and beautiful mouth and it was sucking at me more like a vacuum cleaner, she was taking me in to her throat deeper than she had ever done before, still nothing was happening.
I tried the loving husband bit but all she did was sulk, then Monique did something she had never done before, she just turned her back on me.
I couldn’t sleep; I just lay there thinking why, when all of a sudden she slipped out the bed. I heard her go into the bathroom, then some muffled groans, until she came back. I pretended to be asleep, I needn’t have bothered, ignoring me she went to sleep.
This started to happen more and more, she was starting to get real shity with me, I needed to do something, and fast.
Fortunately I was owed some time so I took a day off work, a day to take Monique to town; I thought a nice lunch and a bit of shopping anything to make her happy. We looked around for a while before we went to a wine bar; we started on one bottle and soon found we were on a second only helped by some fancy sandwiches then suddenly Monique asked if I’d seen the porno cinema we had past, stupidly I’d had enough drink to giggle yes.
She insisted on a third bottle and I agreed, anything to keep her happy, we finished it and left. Within ten minutes we found ourselves outside the cinema, Monique was looking at the advertisings and giggling that she wanted to see a movie, much as I thought it a bad idea I was still playing the apologetic husband, we went in.
The interior was darker than usual but I could see there was only about six men in there, I wondered what reaction I was going to get from Monique as we walked down to our seat; on the screen a blond was blowing a guy while another was lying on the bed licking her out, she just watched as she fumbled for her seat, I sat beside her and put my hand on her knee.
I watched the film as I ran my hand up and down her stocking clad leg; I thought she was getting aroused as she pushed her leg against mine.
Unfortunately after about fifteen minutes the heat in the theatre and the wine was getting to me, I felt my eyes closing; I fought to keep them open but failed.
I didn’t know how long I’d been asleep but as I opened my eyes I first saw she was still rubbing against my leg but her other leg was against the other seat, her legs were wide open and I could see movement.
I slowly moved my head, I stifled a cough as I saw a hand on her other leg, this one was up under her skirt, I flicked my eyes up and saw Monique, her head laying back. I was about to move when further movement caught my eye; another hand was on her breast, a second man had moved and was behind her, his hand between the back rest and playing inside her top, I could see the outline of his hand on her left breast.
The hand between her legs was now moving in a sawing motion it was obvious he had his hand in her pants she was being finger fucked, I moved.
I grabbed her, virtually dragged her up the isle and out before I turned to look at her, “What the fucking hell are you playing at?” spluttered from my mouth.
As she hurriedly re-buttoned her blouse she looked at me, “Oh god I’m so sorry, it was the film it got my going and the wine made me all sleepy, suddenly things were happening and I really don’t now how long before you, oh god I don’t know why but it just happened, please darling, just calm down, lets not spoil the day.”
Lets be honest, I thought I should have been more attentive and moved quicker than I did, and she did look so upset, besides it was time she felt sorry for herself, I thought it might get me off the hook for a while, the shopping trip continued and we didn’t bring the incident up again.
It was about two weeks later, I’d popped home for some reason, Monique was out, doing a bit of modelling for some catalogue firm, anyway I went to the toilet, it was when I flushed the toilet that I heard a clunking sound.
Turning I lifted the lid to the cistern, inside was a waterproof plastic bag, I took it out, opened it and pulled out a thick pink vibrator. I stared at it, I couldn’t believe my eyes, was our sex life that bad that she had to use a toy?
My mind flipped up a gear, what else was she hiding?