Since the birth of your child, your husband has seemed disinterested in you. He used to look at you with that devilishly wry smile and naughty glimmer in his eyes that made you fall in love with him. He used to grab or slap your ass whenever an opportunity presented itself, making you feel lusted for and desired. He used to take you passionately, lifting up your dress and bending you over the furniture. He used to fuck you multiple times a week, even multiple times a day some days. But ever since the baby arrived his passion seems to have faded.
You wonder to yourself what caused this change. Does he no longer find you attractive with the baby weight still lingering around your body? Has your pussy loosened after giving birth? Does he psychologically not see you in the same way anymore now that you are the mother of his child? Or perhaps it’s not directly related to the baby. Could it be fine lines and wrinkles ever deepening around your eyes and across your body? Is it the stretch marks ever expanding on your tits, thighs, and ass? You can’t figure it out and you can’t very well ask him.
As the days pass and the situation deteriorates, the possibilities haunt you. You don’t want to lose him and are determined to reignite the spark in your marriage. You buy new lingerie and parade around the house in it after putting the baby to bed, but his eyes hardly wander from the television. You buy some new sex toys and ask him to use them on you, which he does, but the sex remains lackluster and perfunctory. As the weeks pass, you become increasingly obsessed and desperate. Then it dawns on you, men are not monogamous creatures. A great man like your husband deserves a whole harem of women to pleasure him. He’s a good man and you don’t think he’s cheating on you, but if this situation continues it’s surely only a matter of time before his eyes begin to wander and not much longer before an opportunity presents itself to him that he may be unable to turn down. If you want to save your marriage you’ll need to take a drastic measure. You’ll need to bring home another girl for you to have a threesome with.
The idea of your husband having sex with another woman kills you inside, especially a woman many years your junior, still firm, fit, and tight. However you don’t want to lose your husband or suffer the indignity of being cheated on and the lying and deceit associated. You reason that it’s better to share him than to lose him. You have no idea how to find a good candidate, but a few weeks later you meet a young lady through a friend of a friend who seems just right. She looks a lot like a younger version of yourself actually, she’s recently single, and seems to have a pleasant personality. After plying her with a few drinks and having a few yourself to build up the courage, you make your indecent proposal. To your relief, she’s very much open to the idea, she even suggestively places her hand on your thigh, revealing to you that she has always been a little bi-curious. You explain that this is primarily about your husband, but you are open to exploring a little. You set a date for her to come over to your house, in the evening after the baby has been put to bed.
When the date comes, your heart is racing, you can’t quite believe what you’re doing, bringing another woman for your husband to have sex with, but your sex life still hasn’t improved and you can’t bear the thought of losing him. You primp and preen, shave every inch of your body, put on your best makeup and sexiest lingerie. You’re not sure if you’re doing it out of competition with her or competition for your husband’s attention, but no matter the cause, you want to look your absolute best. Your heart skips a beat when the doorbell rings. You put on your sexiest high heels and welcome her in, leading her to the living room where you husband is watching television. You introduce her as a new friend and your husband practically leaps off the couch to make her acquaintance. Is that a good sign or bad, you think to yourself as you walk to the kitchen to pour everyone some drinks.
After a few drinks and light conversation, the suspense is killing you and you decide it’s finally time to reveal your true intention. As soon as you mention the word threesome, your husband’s eyes light up. For the first time in months you see that naughty glimmer and devilish smile, but it’s not directed at you. His eyes wander up and down her fit young body. “Why don’t you ladies join me on the couch, one on each side” your husband says. As soon as you are seated, your husband turns to you with a look in his eyes that says thank you. He kisses you passionately, that animalistic passion that you have been yearning for all these weeks, and your heart flutters. Your happiness is short lived however as he then turns to his other side and kisses her with the same passion.
The sight of your husband kissing another woman fills you with jealousy. You feel a mixture of anger and pain but also arousal. Watching his hands begin to explore her body, caressing her breasts, and sliding down between her legs, you feel the wetness welling up between your lips. As his hand slides beneath her dress, your own hand slides beneath yours. The rest of the night is a blur of passion, you and her take turns sucking his dick, he goes back and forth fucking both of you repeatedly, at one point you even allow your new friend to explore her curiosity, kissing you, from your mouth, down to your breasts, across your tummy, and down to your slit. The feeling of her tongue darting across your clit is incredible, better even than when your husband does it, she knows exactly what feels best and you can’t help but climax in her mouth. It all ends with the two of you, side by side on your knees, your husband standing in front of you, shooting his cum across both of your faces, a fantasy of his that he was eager to fulfill.
After you say your goodbyes to your new friend and go to bed, you’re not sure what to think. It was an incredibly passionate experience, you climaxed so often you lost count, your husband still has a smile plastered across his face, but is this your new reality, will you never be enough for your husband again, will you have to share him for the rest of your life? Better to share him than lose him, I guess.
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