SEXUAL CHOICES
Not only did we need to decide where we were going to live, what kind of house we wanted, where it would be--what neighborhood, schools, part of town--, we also had to make some decisions what our marriage. We had to decide how we dealt with sex, child raising, and finances. We had to make decisions about leisure time activities, vacations, hobbies, and who did what around the house. Division of labor was important, as was how we decided things having to do with family matters: family council, discussion, final decision.
Sex has been an important part of both of our lives. I am more progressive, and she has been more traditional. She had only two sex partners, but I had many. That was something she was concerned about regarding sexual health and our marriage style.  I assured her I would get checked out and would be fine with a more conservative marital compromise, but she was uneasy about my adjustment to a more traditional approach.
Amazingly, she was the one who proposed a more open marriage than we had planned. She said she thought it would be easier for me to accept monogamy if I wasn't "beaten over the head" with it. That surprised me, though that is how she is, always thinking of the other person.  If someone was being a jerk, she would say, "He probably had a bad morning."  If someone didn't have place to live she would offer them a room or a couch.  I have to be careful we don't have a homeless person living under our dining room table.
"You can't help everybody," I tell her.
"But they're so sad," she says. "Don't we have an extra twenty dollars?"
So one Sunday morning we were making love, and it was great I might add, when she said, "I think we should open things up for you. You know, allow some flexibility, some latitude, some freedom regarding our sex life. Like, see other people. At least you."
"I have all I need," I said. "Right here in this bed."
"But with all the people you are used to being with, don't you feel a little stifled?" she asked.
"Stifled?" I said.
"You know, restricted, tied down? You don't feel just a little chained up?" she said.
"By you? Do I feel stifled by the woman I married? No," I said. "I love her, by the way."
"She loves you, too," she replies. "I just don't want you feeling shackled." She snuggles up against me, wrapping her long, naked legs around me. "You went from being a man about town, a free man with no anchor, no chains, no restrictions, to a man with a ring and a collar."
I looked at her. "So you are a collar?"
"I am a wife. Some think that is an anchor and a collar both," she said.
"But I don't," I answered.
"So if you had a chance to sleep with a luscious lady, you saying you wouldn't give it a thought?" she asked.
"A thought? Maybe a thought," I said, "but I wouldn't have to think long. I have what I want."
I put my hand on her cheek. "Let me ask you. Would you if you had a chance? Ever think of it?"
"No," she replied without hesitating. "Not ever. Not even for a second. Like you said. I have what I want. I just wanted to give you the option," she said.
"No need," I said. "This relationship does not have to be open to thrive. That choice is made. We don't need other people. We have your fascination with sexual positions and my underwear and leather fetish," I said. "You love cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, spooning, the Lotus, scissors, missionary, and doggy style. You don't mind that I get off on panties, but don't have to wear them, and that leather turns me on. We are perfect for one another."
We kissed and she agreed. "We are aren't we," she said.
"Why don't we do a position a day and I will wear leather each day and you wear only panties around the house?" I suggested. She smiled and nodded.
"We are lucky it is summer and warm enough for me to only wear panties. Why don't you wear nothing but leather and we could start with the lotus," she said with enthusiasm. "It may be my favorite."
"Right, we don't need other people to have a great sex life," I said. "We have one already."
We went to sleep in each other's arms and woke with the thought of a day of panties and the Lotus position that night. I would wear a leather vest and nothing else, and all day would look at her in sexy panties that have me hard all day waiting for a Lotus that night.
All day I got to look at her bare breasts and her lovely bottom in sheer panties. It was heaven, and I was so turned on that I could hardly wait until bedtime to explore the Lotus with my beautiful wife. She came to bed and let me remove her panties and hold them to my nose. We got into the Lotus on the bed, upright, and facing one another with her sitting on my lap, taking my erection deep in her sex. We stayed that way until she began bouncing on my lap and finally came with a groan and a shriek.
Again we slept holding each other and woke feeling charged and refreshed. I work at home and all day she wore only silk panties that drove me wild. "What position should we do tonight?" I asked.
"I was thinking about the spoon," she said. "That always make me feel really loved, like I am in your arms and being fucked and adored all at once."
I quickly agreed and went to the kitchen to make her a quick breakfast. She had gone to the bathroom, but when she came out I told her to get back in bed and let me serve her.  She reluctantly crawled back in bed and sat up, letting me put the tray in front of her. I gave her two pieces of toast, jelly, a hard boiled egg, and hot tea.
