The Frustrated Husband

I swear I've tried everything.

I've tried to talk to her.

I've spent thousands of dollars on counseling that didn't work.

I've worked less hours to prioritize time with the kids to give her a much needed break from them on a regular basis.

I've learned new techniques to spice up our sex life.

I've even hired a coach that specializes in this sort of thing.

But no matter what I've tried, she still doesn't seem to care.

She's a great mother and wonderful housemate, but she has no interest in me sexually.

I put up cameras and even hired a private investigator just so I know if she's cheating or not but she isn't.

To be honest, I kind of wish she was.

We don't fight and I never raised my voice at her, but yet she still goes numb when it comes to the bedroom.

Little conversations we do have are usually about managing the family, finances or the kids. But never about us and especially never about sex.

Leaving her or my family is out of the question because I still love her and I definitely love my family. Plus our arrangement just makes sense logistically.

So what was I supposed to do? I cheated on her. Many times. Any time I could With whoever I could.

I finally got the sex I was looking for, even some sex I didn't know I wanted.

But I still wasn't fulfilled. I still wanted her.

Something deep down in me. I thought that if I cheated on her she would catch me and that would at least get her attention and start the conversation that I've been wanting to have.

I've gone so far as to leave phone numbers in my pants pocket expecting her to find them what she does laundry on the weekends.

But all she did was bring them to me before she washed like it wasn't a big deal.

I legit don't think she cared.

I was at my wits end and unsure what to do.

I was starting not give a fuck either.

That's when my final play came to mind...

Laura was a young lady I would meet up with and fuck regularly. She knew I was married and I think that turned her on because she let me do anything and everything to her.

I don't even know much about her but she's always so eager to hook up when we're both available and I've missed that type of enthusiasm.

Last night, my frustration was at an all time high for some reason, which is weird because it was a great night. We talked a little and the kids had a great day and were surprisingly cooperative and went to bed early.

I figured I would give it a shot since everything went so well during the day.

But no dice. What a surprise.

She just picked up her tablet and buried herself in her mobile games.

To my surprise and confusion: Laura sends me a voice note telling me she's playing with her pussy right now thinking about what we did last Tuesday.

My dick instantly gets hard.

But I'm sick of masturbating and wasting this sexual tension and energy in my own home.

I had officially reached the point where I no longer gave a fuck.

I sent Laura a voice message daring her to come over. She sent a picture of the new black lingerie piece she just bought with a message that said "what's your address?"

I sent it to her thinking she'd just drive by and chicken out since she'd never been here before. All of our encounters had been at the different houses she cleaned as a side gig.

Not even 10 minutes go by when I look down at my phone:

"I'm here baby 😈"

I hop out of bed without my wife even budging and head downstairs.

I paused for a second at the door thinking:

"what the fuck am I doing?"

"My kids are upstairs sleeping"

"I'm about to let this woman I barely know into my family's home"

I look back at the stairs...and opened the front door.

Laura was standing there sexy as ever with a long tan trench coat on.

Before she even walked in, she loosened the straps and revealed she was completely nude under it.

"What happened to the black piece?" I asked slightly startled and massively turned on.

She smiled at me, walked in the door and put one finger on my lip and said:

"It was in the way"

By this time, any concern I had was out the window.

The beast had risen.

I grabbed her hand and lead her upstairs. There was no pause this time.

I walked into the bedroom with Laura right behind me. My wife never looked up from her tablet until she sensed the presence of someone else in the room besides me. She looked at us confused and very worried that a naked woman just walked into her room with her husband.

None of us said anything, especially Laura who's face clearly showed that she assumed we'd have the house to ourselves.

Without breaking eye contact with my wife, I grab Laura and swing her around in front of me and bent her over the corner of the bed. My wife sat up with the most startled and terrified look I've seen on her face. I feel sick admitting that it turned me on even more.

Before she knew it, I had Laura's trench coat raised up and my dick was inside her. Laura let out a moan that I hadn't heard from her before last night. And we've fucked a lot in many ways.

But this was different. This was animalistic.

Thinking back on the night, I know now that I was using Laura to fuck the frustration out of my system But apparently she didn't mind.

I finally broke eye contact with my wife to look down at Laura to enjoy seeing her eyes, roll back and make faces that were a mixture of slight pain and devilish pleasure.

I gripped the sides of Laura's hips and leaned forward to force myself into her even deeper as she buried her face into the bed so she wouldn't scream.

Good girl.

When I looked back up at my wife, I could see a tear fall down her cheek but her face instantly went from mortified to aroused as she bit her bottom lip and adjusted her legs under the covers.

I had her attention now.

She let her tablet and headphones fall to the floor as she slid her hands down her body making her way under the covers. I could see her legs slowly open up as she went to work on herself like she had just rediscovered her clitoris.

This was the first time we had held eye contact this long in what felt like years and it was while I was harshly fucking another woman and she was licking her hand to finish herself off.

We finally broke eye contact as she leaned her head back rolling her eyes in pure ecstasy so I looked back down at Laura who at this point was looking back at me with a look that was a mixture of fear and intense pleasure.

This brought the beast all the way out as I let out a grunt that damn near sounded like a roar. This did something to Laura because she once again buried her face into the bed and bit the comforter so hard she damn near tore the stitching.

This started a chain reaction through her body because as her soaked pussy started throbbing, I knew my time was coming. I quickly pulled out of Laura and sprayed myself all over her back and on the inside of her trench coat.

My wife was next as she covered her face with my pillow, she started shaking and rocking back and forth as if she was fucking her own hand under the covers.

Once Laura gained her composure, she stood up, wrapped up her coat and kissed me on the cheek before awkwardly looking at my wife and making her way out of the house and to her car.

My wife and I didn't say anything, I just hopped in the bed and we made out with the most passion we've had in years. We couldn't stop if we wanted to and before i knew it, I was rock hard once again and we fucked like long distance lovers who hadn't seen each other in years.

So now I'm sitting here, writing about last night when I realize my wife left her phone on the kitchen counter.

A message comes through catching my attention...

I see a familiar name on the screen.

I have to look.

I'm horrified and somehow satisfied at the same time as I read the message:

"I hope that helped. Call me when you need me"

Laura