My name is Tim Hanna, my beautiful wife is Sharon, we are both in our 30's.
We met at City College and have been married for 15 years. We have 4 children. Two boys and two girls, which have made our lives complete.
We both work and fortunately, Sharon works fewer hours, so that she can ferry all the children to band and sports practices. This keeps her pretty busy most days.
I would have to say, if anyone had asked me, that life was pretty full and pretty darn perfect. Especially for me, since my beautiful wife Sharon has been blessed with 34DDD breasts that I really love and enjoy! Sharon has even continued producing milk, at my request, by pumping her breasts several times daily. Life is good.
That was until one night when we were going to bed. As I was lifting the blankets to enter the bed next to my beautiful naked wife, when she said,
"Dear Tim, We Need to Talk." purrs Sharon as she grasps my manhood in both hands and begins to slowly stroke me.
"What would you like to talk about Sweetheart?" I answer.
"Well Tim, if you remember correctly, when we were dating so many years ago, we talked about the future." Sharon began.
"Yes, Sweetheart, I remember," I answer.
"Then later, in the lead-up to our Wedding, we chatted about the future also. About how things would be, or how they could go. Basically planning for the future." Sharon continues.
"Oh, yes Sweetheart. I remember we tried to make sure we were on the same page regarding every possible way our lives would go in the future. So that we could always work as a team, whichever way our life together went." I responded.
"Good, I'm glad you remember. Because now I have an issue, that we have not discussed before. And I want to make sure that we can work together on this issue. I don't want you to lose your temper or holler at me or worse, seek a divorce. It is just that I have needs that you are not taking care of, my Sweet Tim." coos Sharon.
"I am so sorry Sharon. Tell me what the problem is, I will be glad to help you with whatever your need is Honey." I apologized.
"Tim, you know when we got married that we made love almost every night. Then a few years later, it was down to a steady 3 or 4 nights a week. Nowadays we are only having sex maybe 1 or 2 nights a week, or less. But Sweetheart, I still need it almost every night." Sharon purrs, looking sadly into my eyes.
"Oh, I am so sorry Sweetheart. I will be glad to make love to you more often." I answer. "If my cock won't get up, I can get some of those little blue pills and I'll be glad to eat you every night. I love you with all my heart. I don't want you to be left wanting." I am so sorry Sweetheart.
"My sweet Tim, it is hard to tell you this. I've been dealing with this through masturbation, using my vibrators, and dildos, and trying to stimulate you as often as I can by being naked in front of you, for years. It seems almost easier if I was to just have a lover or two on the side. But I could never lie to you or cheat on you. The results would almost certainly doom our beautiful marriage and cause misery for the children with a broken home." purrs Sharon
"I understand, My Sweet Wife, what can I do to help you, my love," I asked.
"What you can do for me, Sweetheart, is to try to understand my situation. Be patient, and try your best to not get upset with the rest of what I am about to tell you. Most of all, remember that I sincerely do love you, and only you." Sharon purrs.
"Of course, I will remember that you love me, and I love you as well, through thick or thin, Sweetheart," I respond.
"Ok, then, here comes, please try to remain calm, when I tell you this. I don't want you to get upset, get mad, or be hurt. This is just a practical way to deal with this situation, even if it hurts you a little bit, hopefully, not a lot. And if it does, I am so sorry Sweetheart. Please remember I love you with all my heart." purrs Sharon.
"Ok, Honey. What do you need to tell me?" I asked my beautiful wife.
"I need two lovers to take care of my needs beyond you. I hope you don't mind. I have already have interviewed almost 100 men looking for the perfect ones. By interviewing, I really mean, fucking. I have narrowed it down to a half dozen black men so far. The problem is, for this to work, they have to be faithful to me, so as not to pick up any STDs between our weekly rendezvous." Sharon purrs.
"Gee Honey, you mean you have been having sex with other men? When have you been doing this? I'm not sure I like this." I respond.
"Sweetheart, this will not take away from you and has not taken away from you or our time together. During the past two months, have I ever denied you sex? Have I ever not been available for any family duties like ferrying the children? Please, it is just a matter of needs that I have, and that you don't have, You alone, just, can not take care of all my needs anymore, Sweetheart. We are both getting close to 40 years old. Some things, naturally slow down, for most people. Please don't ask me the names of these men, or any details for now." Sharon purrs
"Sharon, I am just not sure that I can get a handle on all this, Honey," I said.
"Tim, yes or no. Have you been satisfied the last two months?" Sharon purrs.
"Well, yes, I guess I have, Sharon," I said.
"Then what do you have to complain about?" Sharon purrs.
"Well, maybe, that you are fucking other men, Honey," I said.
"But Tim, you wouldn't know except for that I just told you, that other men have been fucking me. I am very discreet. All the men had to have written proof from a Medical Clinic, that they had no diseases. I have put a lot of thought into this, as I had to solve this problem, that has been driving me crazy for years." purrs Sharon.