She was upset and unsure why. The plan was on track. A chance encounter at a restaurant. A casual invite to a party. Some flirting to get the ball rolling. It was a good plan. She climbed into bed next to her husband.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"If it's about that woman flirting with me, I'm not interested."
"Damn!"
"Pardon?"
"I want you to be interested."
"WHAT?"
"I love you and I don't want a divorce."
"Well, I love you too. What's this talk of divorce?"
"I'm having an affair."
There! She said it. She knew why she was upset. She hated the plan. She and her husband were planning on how to get her husband to have sex with her. All so she could keep having sex with her husband. She thought about that for a moment; she was glad that was only in her head. Hubby would be confused!
"Do you love him?"
"Not even a little bit. I told you I love you."
"You want to explain?"
"The first time was blackmail. I took a five finger discount on something I wanted but was just too expensive. I got caught."
"So sex instead of cops?"
"Yes. Well, that's the short version."
"I think I deserve the long version."
"He said he would let me go if I didn't have anything else and he had to search me. I didn't have anything else so I let him. Lucky me! But when he got to my tits, he wasn't searching; he was feeling me up. I objected but he threatened me with the cops. Maybe I was lying to myself when I thought feeling me up was no big deal. But he didn't feel me up; he unbuttoned my blouse and started sucking my tits. Like you did before we got married. Just second base! Not really sex; remember us deciding that back then. But then he started rubbing my crotch. Honestly, that was too far. I said stop. I would take the cops to that. But no cops, I was free to go."
"Okay. That is upsetting but it's not really an affair."
"First thing, he told me when I entered the back room with him was that we were being taped. The camera was in full view. I don't know how I forgot about it. He had a video of him sucking my tits and I did not want you to see it. He forced me to do things I would never do. And every time I objected, well there was more on the tape."
"Okay. That's... I don't know what that was. But if you were coerced. Not an affair. I should do something..."
"IT WAS THE BEST SEX I'd EVER HAD! I tried to stop myself. I've been seeing him every week for a while now. Voluntary. No blackmail. No threats. Almost none. He did threaten to not see me any more if I didn't do as he said. That was a few weeks ago. How do you feel about divorcing me now?"
He was stunned. "Am I not man enough for you?"
"I don't know. I suspect you could be if you put some effort into it. I tried to get you to try some of the things but you wouldn't."
"So it's my fault."
"No, if you want a divorce then it is my fault."
"Is it? I know I have a small dick."
"I don't think it's your size that's the matter. That woman that flirted with you; her husband is huge. It hurts so good when he stuffed it into my pussy."
"He's the shopkeeper?"
"No. The shopkeeper told me to let him fuck me or never go to him again. Didn't seem to matter. I was doing worse every Thursday so why not him."
"Sounds like he was pimping you out!"
"No. Not that. The man's wife did what I did with the same consequences. Except she told her husband. I'm not clear on the details but he punished her by fucking me while she watched."
He was silent but his eyes were closed but he looked as if he was staring. "I'm having trouble grasping all of this. It sounds like he has a nice set up there and you got caught in his trap."
"I disagree. A trap implies I was baited. No bait. There is no excuse for what I did."
"A speed trap is still a trap even when the posted speed limit is clearly visible. They may do things to warn you but they are never going to do enough because they want the revenue."
"Speeding isn't immoral. The Bible doesn't say 'Thou shalt not speed." It's very clear about stealing."
"Where does her flirting with me fit into this?"
"I enjoy the shopkeeper; his dick is a bit bigger than yours. But that rooster is huge! I wanted to feel it in me again. The shopkeeper set us up. Up until then, the affair was on a desk. It felt less like an affair. But this time, I went to a man's house to have sex. Okay, I have no idea where I was going with that! I fucked the guy again. I took a quick shower so I didn't smell of sex when I got home. The shopkeeper left. While I waited to be thoroughly dry before dressing, we talked. Size came up. I told her you were a lot smaller than the shopkeeper. She's dying to try you. We're supposed to be invited to dinner soon. She's going to try to seduce you."
"And you are telling me all of this because you don't want that."
"Seduce you? No. Maybe. I figure I can't keep cheating on you because I'll eventually get caught. But we could become a more intimate couple then we can all be happy."
"So telling me is not part of the plan?"
"No. I don't... I can't go through with it. I want what she has. Relationship wise I mean. Actually talking to her husband about this. He knows everything and is on board. But also, I don't think it will work."
He didn't ask. He just waited.
"You're terrible in bed. Or at least not good. I was satisfied because I didn't know any better. She does know better. You're going to have to pleasure her if you want her to keep this up. But you probably won't try."
"Why do you say that?"
"You haven't ever before."
He pondered her words. "Would you be mad if I did try?"
"I'd be delighted. Why would you think that?"
"I haven't tried before. Now, there's another woman. I didn't do it for you; I did it for her."
"Maybe I should be mad. But I can't. I was happy with you until there was another man. I don't see it as that different."
"Where do I start?"
"I started with something that I had never done before. I sucked a dick."
"I'm not sucking a dick!"
Laughing, "I was thinking you could eat my pussy."
He smiled and kissed her. He had fucked her many times but to actually... She peed down there. But she had gone too far. He had to go with her or he would lose her. She lifted her hips as he pulled down her panties. At least one other man had done this to her. He really didn't know what he was doing as he parted her pussy lips and started licking her.
She felt a tingle as she felt his tongue. It wasn't the shopkeepers tongue; it was her husband's. The man she loved. And it felt ... okay. Clearly the man had no idea what he was doing. She began to wonder if she was as bad at sucking cock as he was at eating pussy. Not that she was disappointed, he was trying. That thought gave her pleasure as her husband continued his attempts.
The days past, the invitation to dinner came and the day came. The couples dined then the guests let their hosts know that the planned seduction was no longer necessary.
"Okay, have you two discussed how tonight would go?" asked Rooster's wife.
"I would like to leave it up to my husband."
The host couple looked at each other. "Fine by us."
"I don't never done this." He was clearly hyper-nervous.
"We've only done it once."
"How did that one go?"
"Us girls talked while the guys... What did you guys do?"
"Guys? The shopkeeper was here."
"That's right. He and I were the couple. I had not realized it before but he is an excellent lover."