The first four years of our marriage were the best that I could have hoped for. In that time my husband got promoted twice, we had 2 beautiful children, and we moved into our dream home. I had always thought of myself as a pretty good wife; I took care of our children, cleaned, cooked, and did my wife duties. Although my husband had a decent sex drive, his idea of sex was quite dull. The most exciting thing that we had done was switch positions more than two times. I did not mind though, I loved him dearly and loved the fact that he was a good father and husband. Everything was great.. or so I thought. As the years dragged on the only thing that was declining was our sex life. Besides that, he was perfect in every other way, but I couldn’t help but want more in the sex department. My husband had an average-sized penis, body, and personality. I had grown to accept these things about him and they didn’t bother me, they were just things I noticed; that is until our neighbors moved in, Joe and Sally.