My wife, Galena (Gal) and I have been married twenty-four years. We have raised three daughters that are out in the world living their best lives. As a result we are now empty-nesters and we are really enjoying this time of our lives. As any couple that has been married this long will tell you, there have been many ups and downs in our marriage. Over time, one or the other of us have felt neglected for the sake of the kids, or as a result of trying to get that next promotion/raise at work.
I am four years older than Gal and we married right after her twentieth birthday. I was a relatively new petroleum engineer at a fairly large company in our home town just outside of Dallas. She was a junior in college seeking her Bachelor of Science in Education. Her goal was to become a teacher at one of our local parochial schools.
Galena, which means "calm", was just eighteen when we met. She was the consummate good girl which really drew me to her. By the time she was nineteen, we became engaged. She was a virgin and remained one until our wedding night. I, on the other hand, had dated and been sexually active with several young ladies. None that were ever going to be serious relationships, just the normal high school and college girlfriends.
When I met Gal, I fell in love instantly. I told my best friends that I was going to marry her after the first date. I gladly accepted that she was committed to being a virgin until her wedding night and I wanted to be the man to marry her and have the honor of being her first.
During most of our engagement we would push the boundaries slightly. We had engaged in light petting and heavy kissing. To be completely honest, I ended most of our dates in my room alone, masturbating to release the sexual tension.
I found out years later that she would end most of our dates, in her bed masturbating too.
Our marriage started with a bang. Many bangs in fact. Our honeymoon consisted of sex and more sex and then a little more sex. For the nine days we spent in Hawaii, we had sex twenty-three times. For the first three months of our marriage, we had sex at least once a day. It only slightly decreased the rest of that first year.
Early into the second year of our marriage Gal became pregnant. We were unprepared for that news. She was beginning her last year of college. I was firmly established in my company but at that time I was only making about $55,000/year. She was a full time student. We were excited and scared.
One month after Gal graduated our first child was born. So many aspects of our marriage changed. I began picking up more responsibilities at work in order to make more money. Gal loved being a mommy. She loved it so much that we had two more babies over the next two and a half years. Our sex life suffered. By the time I would arrive home from work she was too exhausted from having the kids all day. As they reached school age I expected that she would get a break, but that didn't happen because she decided to home school them.
By the time our kids were high school age, it had become the rare exception that we would have sex. Sometimes we would go for a week or two. My beautiful wife, the love of my life, had no sex drive anymore. Occasionally a handjob would happen. Other times very sedate missionary sex. Most of the time I was left to myself to be satisfied.
It was rough on me because my sex drive was in full bloom. It didn't help that Gal was exceptionally fit. Our daughters were all high school athletes and my wife to on the roll of making sure they were in top physical shape for their various sports. She ran a couple miles a day, she swam laps three days a week. She taught Pilates classes at our local fitness center. My wife is HOT.
Some time around the kids high school years, I had had enough of the corporate world and the never-ending stress of that work culture. I went back to school and became a registered nurse. I chose critical care as my specialty and have loved my job ever since.
The idea of an affair never entered my mind. I love my wife and I love my family too much to risk ruining all of our lives for an ejaculation. Gal was the only woman I ever wanted to be with. But let me tell you, having come from a male dominated career, I was unprepared for the female dominated culture within nursing.
The conversations that these mostly younger women that I work with, were shocking. They are so free with their dating lives, their sex lives are common conversation at the nurses stations around 2am. They give each other advice and compare
Our youngest daughter moved into her college dorm six months ago. Gal and I were finally alone in our house again for the first time in twenty-two years. I can tell you it was bittersweet. As a couple we had been looking forward to it, but the reality of having no one else in the house except each other took some getting used to.
After a few weeks, our sex life began to take priority again. We were comfortable. We were routine. We were what we would refer to as vanilla. My imagination and comfort with experimentation was way past Gal's. She liked 3 positions; missionary, Doggy, and 69.
Even with 69, she was much more into receiving than giving. She would kind of play with my cock, she wasn't really into sucking my cock. She would lick the sides and flick her tongue over the tip. But I had to basically beg her to put it in her mouth and suck me to orgasm. As soon as she knew I was going to cum, she would switch out to her hand to finish me off. In twenty-four years I have cum in her mouth a total of five times and never had she swallowed.
About two months after our youngest daughter moved out, I suggested we watch a porno together. We had enjoyed some porn, early on in our marriage, but like the rest of our sex life, it has faded out. She giggled and agreed to the idea.
We fired up the laptop and did a Google search for porn sites. We ended up finding one of the very common ones and spent about an hour watching a bunch of 6 - 10 minutes ideo samples. All I can say is WOW!!!! porn has certainly changed over the last 20 years.
We found the threesome videos very enjoyable. The first few were FFM. Then we watched a couple MFM. I hate I admit it, but watching these women get fucked while they sucked another cock, really turned me on. I asked Gal which of the videos she found most exciting. The shyly, admitted that the 2 men fucking 1 woman really made her the horniest.
That night was the most exciting sex we had enjoyed in two decades. And it was just the beginning. Every night that I was not working, we watched porn. We cast it to our TV and watched fucking and sucking on our 65" tv from the comfort of our bed. Over the next month we must have watched 1,000 people fucking. We signed up for a couple of the subscription sites so that we could watch full length videos, rather than the 10 minute samples. A common theme that we both kept coming back to was the threesome and foursome videos, along with orgies with multiple couples swapping partners.
Our dirty talk included sharing our fantasies. I would describe one of my fantasies of having her sit on my face while a beautiful young stranger bounced up and down on my swollen cock.
She would describe leaning over on top of an unknown man with his dick in her pussy, while I slid into her ass from behind. She would describe the scene in detail. She loved the idea of my balls swinging back and forth on his organ as I fucked her in the ass. She had never had anal sex, but those videos would send her straight to orgasm almost immediately. So she was definitely wanting to try it.
One day on my way home from work, I stopped into a local adult video/you store. I asked the young lady at the counter, to recommend a lube for anal sex. She smiled and mentioned that it was one of the most requested items at her store. She walked over to a display and picked up a bottle of sour apple flavored anal lube. She said it was her favorite and that she has tried most of them. She went on to explain that she loves anal sex and would be willing to answer any questions I had about it.
After about twenty minutes of talking about anal sex with this twenty something hottie, I thought I was going to cum in my pants. She could see that I had a raging hard-on through my very thin scrub pants. It didn't help that as we talked, my precum saturated through my underwear and a wet spot the size of a half dollar was glaringly obvious to anyone that would have glanced at my crotch. She more than glanced. She was basically staring at my cock and asked me if I needed to take care of myself.
I apologized in my embarrassment and tried to pay quickly and get it off there. I did need to take care of myself and I needed to get home quickly to do just that. She took her slow sweet time to ring up the lube. She introduced herself as Carrie and asked me if I had ever been to a certain night club in our town. I hadn't even heard of it. She explained that it was a very sexy club and that my wife and I would really like it. She said that she and her boyfriend would be there the following Saturday and that we should meet them there.
I hurried home and quickly showered and crawled into bed. I brought the towel with me and stroked my engorged cock, all the while imagining that I was sliding it into Carrie's tight asshole. I came so hard that my first cum, shot up into my eye. The next shot hit my chin, and the rest ended up on my chest. I lay there and just enjoyed the last shudders of my cock as it slowly softened. I was spent. I wiped the cum off of my face but immediately fell asleep.
Gal woke me in time to eat dinner before I had to go back to work. She noticed that I had dried cum all over my chest and coyly asked me to explain. I smiled and told her I would have to tell her the next day when I got home from work. I showered again to get all the dry semen off.
That night at work, after my patients were settled and sleeping and I had caught up on my charting, I turned my wifi off on my phone and looked up the club Carrie had suggested. To my dismay, it was a swinger's club. Well, technically a "lifestyle" club. I knew right away that we would not be going to that club. Gal would NEVER go to a place like that.
The next day I didn't have to work, so I got up early, before she got home from work. I did a few chores and started dinner. It was my turn to cook and I was making Gal's favorite, linguine with clam sauce. I knew that was what she wanted because when I checked the fridge, there was a bowl filled with ice and fresh clams. Hint taken.
