Lynn spent most of the night dreaming exotic, erotic dreams about how she would give Darryl the fantasy he had asked for. The first involved gang banging four of his coworkers, including the Phillips guy that Darryl was planning to make a partner in the business. She delighted in the look on Darryl's face as each of his subordinates used Lynn's pussy for their pleasure. Lynn looked up at the virile men gathered around the bed while their boss munched on a soup of their spunk, and that vision was enough for Lynn to climax in her sleep.
Two other fantastic scenes flashed through Lynn's mind during the night, but it was the final dream that woke her up to a new energy. Lynn looked across the bed at Darryl sleeping soundly and decided that it was time to tell Jen and Adam about Darryl's secret and to see if they wanted to participate in her most sensuous vision.
Lynn made a call from work the next day and asked Jen if they could meet for lunch at a nearby restaurant, as the girls work only a few blocks from each other. When Jen entered the restaurant, there was a glow on Lynn's face that gave away her excitement about something.
"What's up, Lynn?" asked Jen, sitting down across from her in a booth. Two glasses of wine were already in place, and Lynn raised one. "Wine? At lunch?" asked Jen. The girls have lunched together many times but have never had alcohol if either were going back to work.
"Yes, to celebrate. I have ordered BLTs for both of us."
"That's great. Thanks. What are we celebrating?"
"I have a life-altering plan, if you and Adam are up for it."
For the next few minutes, Lynn told Jen about her talk with Darryl and his interest in Lynn having sex with other men, how she wanted some major changes in their marriage, and how Adam and Jen were welcome to be a part of it if they wanted. When Jen heard the details, she was very interested, and promised to convince Adam as well.
Finally, Lynn said, "I am really excited. I think I will call in sick for the afternoon. I need to do some shopping." The sisters finished their sandwiches and parted ways. That night, Jen told Adam about Lynn's plan, and he was willing to do his part if that was how Lynn wanted to proceed.
After leaving the restaurant, Lynn went to a sex shop, a place that she and Darryl had never been to. Since the onset of those erotic dreams, Lynn has come to realize that Darryl has always been focused on his work. He has never been a romantic lover--someone who teases out any fantasy. And with that understanding, Lynn decided that it was time for a change in their marriage where Lynn's needs were just as important as Darryl's.
Lynn found a few very sexy pieces of lingerie as she perused the merchandise. She also found a very long dildo that had more girth than even Adam--something she could keep handy for nights when Adam and Jenny weren't around. The very beautiful saleslady showed Lynn an interesting item that she would present to Darryl that night as part of her plan for their future together.
Lynn arrived at home, put her purchases away, and set a bottle of wine in the fridge for her talk with Darryl when he got in. She took a shower and pulled out some dress slacks and a red, see-through chiffon blouse. Lynn had never been proud to wear something so revealing, especially because of her nearly flat chest. But times had changed, and Darryl needed to see that Lynn was more than capable of seeking her sexual interests. Lynn slipped on some four-inch stilettos to complete her outfit and sat down to await Darryl's arrival.
Just before seven o'clock, Darryl's car pulled into the driveway. From the front door, he saw his beautiful wife dressed up and sitting at the dining room table. "What's going on, Lynn?" A slight smile appeared as his mind sorted out the scenario. He wondered if his wife had just come home, full of someone's cum.
Lynn tamed her husband's dirty thoughts with, "We need to talk, Darryl." Lynn got up and went to the liquor cabinet, where she removed a half-empty bottle of scotch and a glass. She set them down on the opposite end of the table and poured herself some wine.
Darryl set his briefcase down, walked to the seat where his glass and the whisky were placed, and sat. He was sure that Lynn was about to engage in the most serious talk about divorce, and he didn't need that right now in his life. The business was going too well for any kind of interruption. He poured four ounces or so and opined, "First, you look great in that," referring to Lynn's outfit, hoping to keep things less tense. "But you sound serious, Lynn."
Lynn let his compliment slide, as she was not in the mood to be interrupted. "Just listen for now. I have a lot to say. You can speak up after I am done, if you want." Darryl took a sip of his fourteen-year-old and nodded. Lynn continued, "Darryl, it is obvious that our relationship is in the midst of change; you said it yourself. It happens to a lot of couples. We got married and raised Sarah, but now she is gone and on her own, so now you and I have different priorities."
Darryl raised his glass and gulped down the rest of his serving before unscrewing the lid and filling his glass to near the brim. Lynn continued, "I think that it is a good thing that you started this. Just because we are focused on two different things does not mean that we can't still have a solid marriage. I have had time to think, and you have earned the right to chase your dreams." Lynn saw Darryl begin to relax.
"So, while you are building your legal empire, I am happy to be the housewife who cooks and cleans, and joins you at your company Christmas parties. Sarah is our one combined interest, and so when she is home, I am happy to focus on the needs of our family. Otherwise, my focus is on me. I want to enjoy my sexuality, and you have led me to understand that I have as much right to chase my sexual desires as you do to your dream of prosperity."
Lynn paused as Darryl's throat cleared. "You're right, Lynn. I'm sorry," he said meekly. He figured that he was definitely not out of the woods, but he did feel that, so far, things were not going terribly.
"It appears that the only sexual interest you have is after I have been with another man, so I am more than willing to give that to you. And on that note, I need to be honest and tell you that I have found a man who is more than capable of satisfying my sexual needs, and also one who doesn't need me to help guide his cock into me. I have found me a very alpha male."
Lynn continued, "So, it seems that I no longer need your meager, underperforming cock. I don't want to have to fake another orgasm. If you need to get your rocks off, feel free to jerk yourself into an old sock. You are done with this pussy, at least with your dick. You can still go down on me if you want, especially if I am dirty down there, because that seems to be your kink."
Darryl had to close his jaw-dropped mouth. A thousand thoughts were buzzing in his head. No divorce. Cut off from sex. Lynn HAS fucked somebody else. Lynn is in control, but he keeps his business.
