As I said, when my wife started telling me about her sexual past early on in our relationship I felt jealousy and was disturbed but soon became turned on by the idea. I also felt the same when she told me about an affair she had about 4 years after we were married. One night we were talking and the subject of sex came up. I remember she had a funny expression on her face and she asks me, "Have you slept with another woman since we have been together?"
I was surprised at the question and while I had not, I felt like I when I told her no I wasn't that convincing. I wondered why she brought it up so after a bit of awkwardness I asked her if she had ever slept with someone else. She was silent and stared off for what seemed like forever before she finally says softly, "Yes, I have."
I felt like the floor of my stomach fell out and I remember feeling light headed. I had all I could do to reply but I asked her, "How long ago did it happen and who was it?"
She told me, "It happened recently, a few months ago and he's no one you know."
"Is he the only one?" I inquired.
"Yes." She replied.*
"Who is it?" I asked her again.
I remember she didn't answer right away but proceeded to tell me that he was a guy in a night class she was taking at the university to complete her degree. I then asked her why she did it and I remember her telling me, "When I met him he was friendly and talked to me before and after the class and always sat near me. After a number of weeks of this, he asked me to out for a drink. I decided to go out with him. Lately you have been very busy with work and when not doing that you were hanging around with your friends more and more so I felt ignored."
"Did this happen after your class?" I asked her.
"Yes." She told me. This meant I was home watching our daughter when she met him, this made me feel funny.
"Did you sleep with him that first date?" I asked her, feeling terrible.*
She replied, "No, I told him I had to think about it. I thought of our marriage and everything else. He really did hustle me that night but told me that it was up to me so we left it at that."
"When did you sleep with him?" I asked her.
She tells me, "Well, I went home after having drinks with him the first time and decided that I probably wouldn't go out with him again, too much was at stake. The next week I went to class and he asks me out again for drinks and for some reason I agreed. It was that night that I went back to his place to make love. Do you remember me calling you up and saying I was going to be late because I was going out with my friend Jackie for a few drinks?"
I did remember that call and now I felt like a fool. My mind was swirling with questions I wanted to ask her. I remember feeling angry and jealous but I was also fascinated and wanted to know more. I remember thinking to myself, "Christ, we use a diaphragm for birth control. How did that work out?"
I asked her "What did you use for birth control?"
She was quiet for what seemed like forever before telling me, "It was pretty spontaneous so we didn't use anything that first time. I used my diaphragm the other times we had sex."
I was shocked by this and even though I feared the answer I asked her, "He at least used a condom, didn't he?"
"No, nothing." She replied quietly.
I told her I couldn't believe she did such a risky thing. I then asked her how long this went on and how many times they screwed. She told me they got together about 6 times before she decided to call it off when the semester ended.
I then had another thought and asked her if he was a black or white man. I remember she got a little perturbed with me and told me, "What difference would that make now?" I didn't really have a comeback so I didn't pursue that line of questioning again even though she never really answered that question.*
As we talked about her affair I found myself having a raging erection and we made love frantically that night. I kept thinking about how I had eaten her pussy where his bare cock had been. Had I gone down on her and made love to her some of the same nights he had done the same? I think I felt I had to reclaim her body and to establish that I was the alpha male in her life. I felt for the first time in a long time I had to compete with someone and it was a turn on for me. I kept visualizing his bare cock sliding in and out of her pretty little pussy. It also turned me on thinking of him ejaculating inside her unprotected pussy that first time, that is where my semen belonged, not his. The idea of thousands of his strange sperm swimming around inside her, racing to get her pregnant did turn me on for some reason and still does.
I did apologize to her for neglecting her needs and as far as I know, she has never sneaked around since then. Thinking back on the affair, I should hot have been surprised considering how oversexed she was before and after we met. We made love nearly every day early on in our relationship, she needed it. She was a very cute petite woman (still is in my eyes!) with and ass to die for and men did hit on her frequently. I should have paid more attention to her.*
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