Sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast on a fall Saturday morning my so-called husband Tom came into the room dressed to go play golf.
"I didn't know you were playing golf today."
"It's Saturday Tina, I always play golf on Saturday mornings, especially in September."
"Going to see your friends again, huh?"
"I told you Tina...it's just golf now."
"Oh, I really believe that one Tom....and I suppose you and Eve don't have sex anymore either."
"Really Tina, that's all in the past."
"Then why is she still working for you."
Tom said, "I have explained it many times now Tina, no sense in explaining it all again." Tom turned and went out the side door.
The trouble really started three years ago when I discovered that Tom and his golf buddies started watching football at the Schmitt's. Eve Schmitt also happens to be Tom's secretary. Every week when there is a football game, Tom and his golf buddies went to the Schmitt's house. Lauren Lance, a divorced neighbor of the Schmitt's also went. I had met Lauren on several occasions at parties the Schmitt's sometimes had. Eve is a thirty four year old beautiful woman of German descent...large breasts...slim hips...tight ass...beautiful face with ocean blue eyes and a captivating smile. She exudes sex...in other words, if I were a man, I would love to fuck her. Lauren is in her late forties, I believe a little older than myself. I would say she looks like a typical middle aged woman, pretty but nothing noticeably stands out.
The four or five men that weekly watched the football games made bets between themselves on how many total points would be scored in the first half and in the final score of the game they were watching. The two men who got the closest score during the first half got a blow job from either Eve or Lauren at halftime. Whichever two men got the closest score for the whole game fucked either Eve or Lauren. Apparently the group found this to be so exhilarating that they started to include betting on golf. I later discovered that Steve Schmitt is bisexual, more interested in men, and the Schmitt's marriage is one of convenience...Eve gets to enjoy other men and live a life style she couldn't afford otherwise...Steve has a trophy wife for show.
This all came to light to me through the Schmitt's daughter Alice. One night at a party, the girls were drinking a bit when she told my oldest daughter Kate about what went on in her house. Kate of course didn't believe a word of it until Alice showed Kate several video's she had made with her phone which explicitly showed Tom getting sucked off...and fucking Eve. After I confronted Tom, he admitted to everything...including a four and one half year ongoing affair with Eve...and then of all things...the unremorseful asshole asked if I was jealous and did I want to be a participant in their betting games.
Of course I demanded Tom leave the house, and a very loud argument took place, unfortunately the kids were there to witness it. They both came to my defense yelling at Tom to get out as well. After many phone calls and pleading to come back, three months later I agreed to counseling. Much to the dismay of my daughters, we were able to work things out with his promise to stop being a participant in the sex games and end his affair with Eve...with the understanding that any sex between us would only be if I initiate it...plus I was free to seek my own relationships outside of the marriage if I decided to pursue them...my revenge so to speak.
We live in the same house...and legally we are still married, but now we sleep in different bedrooms and pretty much have different lives. We are both too lazy to follow through with a divorce...neither of us wants to be a failure...and I wanted to keep the family together for my daughters.
I thought back to our early days of marriage, going out three or four days a week, dancing, plays, movies, bars. The two girls came along and life slowed dramatically, we seldom went out of the house...sex dropped from four or five times a week to twice at best. Kate and Lynn soon became teens and were heavily involved in sports. At that point nights out together became non-existent, sex dropped to once a month at most, and then...for not having a better way of putting it...the sex parties began. Obviously since Tom was having his balls drained several times each weekend. and sometimes during the week by his secretary, he didn't need to have sex with me.
Now the girls are twenty and nineteen, both in their second year at JUCO and on the cheer squad. Their time to fly the coop will be coming and I constantly think about what that will mean for me. I have been more or less been leading an abstinent sex life, although not celebrant because sometimes I just need to be fucked and I just give in and approach Tom. As soon as I cum, we go back to our separate lives. I have refused to seek sex from other men...not wanting to be a cheater...as silly as that seems. I believe deep down Tom knows this...as I am sure he is still fucking Eve...if not participating in the sex betting parties, which I assume are still happening.
I was brought out of my thoughts minutes later as Kate came down the steps, dressed in her cheer uniform. At 5'9" with 36" breasts, narrow hips and long muscular legs the blond hair blue eyed twenty year old woman was beautiful. She had been a three sport varsity athlete her first three years of high school...before a car ran a red light and hit the passenger side of the car where she was sitting. She spent a month in the hospital and even longer doing rehab, the result of which put her a year behind in school and curtailed her ability to play sports at such a high degree of success, so she turned to cheer.
"I thought the team had a bye this weekend Kate?"
"I have practice."
"Is your sister going with you"...before Kate could answer, Lynn came into the room wearing the same uniform. I stared at the contrast in the girls, Lynn being 5'5" with 34" breasts, brown eyes, dyed black hair with a slim build but muscular thighs,, not nearly as athletic, but much more studious. Lynn could have picked almost any college, but she was unsure what she wanted to do career wise so she is spending her first year at JUCO. She is on the cheer squad only to spend time with Kate.
"Good morning mom, thanks for making breakfast but we have to go,."
Lynn said.
"You have to take the Taurus, your father took the Lincoln to go play golf. When will you be back?"
"Around dinner time, some of us are headed to Jack's after practice to go swimming."
Jack was Kate's 6'4" hunky boyfriend...the star studded high school quarterback who tore a rotator cuff in the senior year championship game which ended his bright sports future. Jack, now twenty two, went to trade school to learn auto mechanics and apparently was very good at his craft, having rebuilt his classic 1967 Mustang in his spare time.
"All alone on a Saturday...again," I said to no one.
After the girls left I showered and sat down to read the newest edition of Lacy, a similar publication to Cosmo, but with more racy articles. My kids use to sneak the magazine into their rooms to read. I wanted to object because I didn't want them getting any ideas, but I reasoned that then I shouldn't buy it in the first place...so I never said anything.
Like all mother's I considered my daughters to be sexually naive, innocent as the day they were born. Kate had dated three different boys through high school, Jack being the last which started mid way through her senior year. Lynn on the other hand just may fit that definition has she only dated one guy in school...Henry Sakes, who is now at Texas A & M.
After getting through the makeup tips, ads for clothing I could never afford...or want...and social gossip, there were several articles about bored and unfulfilled housewives. One article had interviews with people who have cheated and the great sex that they had with their lovers which was lacking at home. The main woman interviewed talked a great deal about cyber sex and chat rooms. Another talked about extensive office affairs. Both women talked frankly about receiving and giving head and all the risky places they had sex. A third discussed having sex with a neighbor and another said the best sex of her married life was with a much younger man. They all said the sex was exciting because it was different and actually made the lack of sexual attention at home easier to deal with, as they were so well taken care of by their lover. The article was just risqué enough to stir me up and I thought about masturbating, a weekend ritual for me, especially since the house was empty. The author summarized her article stating that unfulfilled married women appear to lead a much happier life after having multiple affairs, especially if the affair is taboo in nature, but not incest.
Oh to have great sex again I thought.
I turned to the next page and found an article called, "Sexy Things I Have Done During My Sexless Marriage". The woman who wrote the article suggested starting an erotic journal to list sexual activities with someone besides your spouse. She promised the reader, me, to be sexually aroused when reading the journal whenever one became sexually frustrated, which would be a good source of imagination during masturbation.
I read and reread the article several times and found it to be very interesting, maybe not practical, but interesting. Since I had nothing to do for the next few hours, I decided to amuse myself. I went to the hallway clutter closet and found an unwrapped diary that had been laying in there for years. Sitting back down, I read the article again and followed the author's outline for setting up the "Taboo Journal" as she called it.
Each cheating sexual act should have it's own section...for example if you had oral sex with three different men, each episode should be under a section labeled oral sex. A description with graphic details should be written.
The author gave some ideas of sexy things to do, both for teasing others and for self satisfaction with various sex categories that were pretty much a given to happen during an affair.
For whatever reason, this excited me even more, perhaps it's because I haven't had sex for so long or just my current mood.
I began listing the suggested activities, assuming they would never happen anyway
1) Shave your pubic region to make yourself feel sexier.
2) Dress in a loose shirt and a skirt, preferably a little short, sans bra and panties. Go to a public place such as food store or mall and walk around for at least 1/2 hour.
