Thanks for all the positive feedback on my first story - not sure how this stacks up to the first, but hope it's not too rushed
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Sunday morning - the night after. I woke with that cold wash of panic, remembering the previous nights fun. Not only had I lost my bi-cherry, but my wife had walked in as I was lost in a haze of sex with another man. My dick twitched at the thought of what I'd done, before reality kicked in again, and on rolling over I found the other side of the bed was cold and empty. Christ....now to face the world.
I got up and wandered into the bathroom and started the shower. Stepping in, letting the warmth revive me somewhat, the water adding to the glow I was feeling inside. I'd done it - I was no longer "straight" and running my hands over my body, feeling my balls and dick before reaching behind and teasing my bum with my fingers, thinking how willing and how much I loved the feeling of being fucked last night. Smiling to myself, before the potential consequences of my actions started the feeling of panic rising again. I had some music to face - hell the whole bloody orchestra was warming up in the background.
Finishing up, I dried myself off and was starting to think about how this was going to play out when I heard the front door open. I froze as I heard someone, of course it had to be my wife, walking up the stairs and looking up, there she was, stood in the doorway, arms folded and face like thunder.
"So...." she said "time for a chat" and she walked into our bedroom and sat on the end of the bed. I followed, tying the towel around my waist and sat on the unit opposite her.
"I didn't want things to happen like that" I said to her, my head bowed, feeling as low as I could have. No time for BS - the only way forward for both our happiness was honesty. To say I was feeling pretty shitty would be the understatement of the year!
"How long has this been going on" I was asked
"Last night was a first" I said "it just seemed to happen"
"So does this mean you're gay?"
"I don't know" I said honestly. "I don't think so. I don't fancy men as such, but I'd be lying if I said the thought of sex with another guy wasn't a huge turn on.....I guess you got that feeling last night" I said guiltily "how long were you there for?"
"Long enough," she said bitterly. "How come you never said anything?"
"Well you must have picked up on how much I love my bum played with - but I knew it wasn't your thing so it was more my little secret kink. I don't know why I did what I did last night - I mean, why I even jumped on that App let alone met someone, but I can't take it back. I'm sorry"
SLAP
Face stinging, I looked at her and could see the anger in her eyes. Guilt and shame hit record levels. Fuck
"So" she said "I can see 2 ways we can move forward, but it's totally honesty from now on.....AGREED" I nodded, head bowed.
"The first option - You're out. Out of the house, out of the closet, and out of this marriage. I'll be sure that everyone you've ever met knows just how much of a cock slut you are. You're parents, work, everyone."
I gulped - yeah that's pretty much the end of the world wrapped up there. I hoped #2 may be more palatable but I wasn't holding my breath.
"So to the second option - and to say I've been thinking on this all night....no sleep for me after what I saw". I took a deep breath....here it comes.
"I'll accept you wanting to have sex with men, but it wil be on my terms. I know I've not been the most adventurous in the bedroom, but I wouldn't feel right asking you to hold back on your feelings and needs. But to be clear - I will be in control from now on" she said.
Wow - heart racing again....this wasn't how I expected this to go.