When I turned 40 I was content with my life. I had a good job, a loving very fun wife, and a fulfilling sex life. My wife allowed me to continue exploring my sexuality, we both enjoyed our time playing together. We used toys, and outfits. We would always try new positions and experiment with different play. I was amazed at how excited she got when we would discuss adding another man to our play or even watching cuckold porn.
I was working two towns away on my birthday, just far enough away that my job decided they needed us to stay in a hotel. On the weekends if I got off early I would commute back home. Otherwise, I was stuck for 9 weeks living off take out and fast food.
The weekend of my birthday my wife visited me and decided to spend the night. She wore a nice black print dress that she knew I enjoyed. She denied my advances initially and I was a little frustrated. Smiling and knocking my hands off her for the fiftieth time she asked.