This fictional story was inspired by a discussion I had with handyandy666620 and I want to thank him for helping me by giving me the inspiration to write it. I suspect in the coming weeks there should be a follow-up story to this. Next, this story does deviate somewhat from my typical story since it does involve adultery and reluctance. Anyone who is put off by either should choose not to read this story. Finally it my hope that you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Standing on the deck, as the ferry enters Rotterdam port, I can see the darkness fighting to stay as the sun takes command forcing the darkness to break its grip on the night and dissipates the remaining fog. This time of day reminds me a lot of where I stand in my relationship with my wife and I am feeling as though it is entering a new chapter. This feeling is born from the events that transpired last light. In order to understand what I am saying, I need to begin from the beginning when things began changing in June.
June 2011 is the point where I noticed things changing between my wife, Michelle, and myself, Andy. Michelle has two sides, a very passive side that is very conservative and another side that can be quite sexually adventurous. If I were to say, up until last night her passive side is the side is more dominant side. This side displays itself by her refusal to initiate sex and her relying on me to please her during sex. Since she relies on me to be the dominate one this has caused some issues for us. However it would be unfair for me to leave a one sided image of my wife. There are times when she struggles with her passive side and her more adventurous side takes control. The more adventurous side, was prevalent when we first were married by having a threesomes and experimenting with an open relationship. Even after her conservative side took control, a few years after being married, there are moments where her adventurous side shows. Typically this side show when we are out, she will begin flirting with guys or we will discuss her fucking another guy with us taking steps towards fucking another guy before she change her mind. Another of the adventurous side taking over is last night and I will get to last night, shortly. If you were to ask me why Michelle has a conflict between these two sides, my feeling, it has to do more with our familiarity with each other, building a life together and things becoming routine.
Likewise, if you were to ask me, if I am similar to my wife in regarding sex, I would say in most ways no. I would describe myself as someone who is more sexually adventurous and more willing push the boundaries. In our relationship, I am the one who suggests new things, and I am the one willing to try new things in order to keep our relationship exciting. Conversely, in some ways I am like my wife. Since it can be argued I am resistant to change. Being resistant to change, I feel, is a form of passiveness whereby you fight the change by refusing to change. Reason why I say this, I am trying to get my wife to try again the idea of fucking another guy and this is something she did early in our relationship. The desire, of fucking another guy, can be said is a way to hold onto the past and thereby resisting any change. By holding onto this fantasy, I am able to hold onto the past and passively fight changing. In some ways I feel Michelle's two sides is her struggle against changing. It may seem as though, struggling to hold on to the past is a sign of problems in the relationship. However, it is my feeling, our relationship is not in trouble. Instead I feel we are trying to recapture a free time in our lives, to share that experience once again and to fight the feeling that both of us have already lived more than half of our lives.
Getting back to where things started changing in June 2011, if I remember correctly it was around 15 June. The day was a typical summer day; sunny, hot and Michelle was lying outside in the front yard wearing her provocatively cut black spaghetti string bikini that barely covers her perfectly sized 36C size breasts. When she lays on her, back wearing her black bikini, the outline of her nipple can be seen through her bikini top and when the sun shines on her just right in that top, she looks like a model in mans magazine. Granted Michelle is not in her 20s; however her face shows no signs of ageing, her brunette hair looks natural, and her petite build still looks as though it belongs to someone in their early twenties.
On that day, John a 40 something single black man with a receding hairline, who is average in height, and expanding waistline moved across the street from us. I cannot think of a feature that I stands out that would make him attractive to a woman and in many ways I would say he was unattractive to a woman. Nonetheless, there was something about him that seem to attract Michelle.
I was outside, standing between our house and our neighbour's property, doing some yard work and to watch Michelle's reaction to our new neighbor. My position prevented Michelle from seeing me but I was able to see John bringing in his boxes. Nonetheless I was standing far enough from him where I was not noticeable unless he was specifically looking for me. The layout of the street helped by providing me the necessary cover and the opportunity to observe. Our street is barely wide enough for two way traffic, making parking difficult but easy enough to know what is going on with your neighbors. It was obvious from the rental truck parked outside that John was doing the move himself into his two bedroom split foyer house. From the lack of furniture, the fact that his t-shirt riding half-way up his fat belly, and the limited kitchen supplies, John appeared to be recently divorced who is making a new start for himself.
As he was bringing his stuff in he caught a glimpse of Michelle laying outside, "Hi neighbour, maybe you would like to come over for a drink later after I finish bringing in my junk."
"No thanks, I am married."
"Being married does not mean you cannot come over for a drink and have some fun. If you want you can bring your husband."
"I know, my husband is most likely inside taking a nap. Maybe some other time," Michelle said in a very fast and high pitched voice.
With that statement I knew she would be coming in soon. Those words, "Maybe some other time," tells me she is using those words to avoid talking to him further thereby ending the conversation with him. Essentially, she uses that phrase and tone on guys that try to flirt with her in order to let them know she is not interested. It is something she finds works for her and she used that line while we were experimenting with our open relationship. Personally, I feel, it is her way of avoiding the situation by not having to say, "Sorry, not interested," or "Can we talk about something else." Whatever the reason, I know I need to hide the fact I heard the conversation and be nonchalant as possible. If she knew I heard it she will become embarrassed and will she will become argumentative in order not to discuss it. This meant, I need to quickly finish my yard work in order to keep Michelle from knowing I heard the conversation and I was spying on her. When she came in I causally said, "Hi, it looks as though we have new neighbours?".
"Yes, he is about our age, black, and I have not seen a wife, yet. So, I am assuming he is single."
Hearing her trying to restrain her enthusiasm when she said he was black I tried to push the idea, "Black, great. Maybe, you should go over and be friendly. I know how much you have wanted a black guy."
"Yeah! In the bedroom I may have said that but that is a fantasy. In reality I am married and I am a good girl. I am not a slut. I do not do that!" Angrily she said, "You need to get that idea out of your head this minute!"
"Okay, geeze, forgive me! I was just saying..."
"I know you would love to have me fuck another guy for you but it is never going to happen. We had our fun several years ago when we could fuck others but that it is in the past. I hope you get that idea quickly out of your head and I hope it is the last time I hear it," she said in a forceful and demanding way.
At that point I knew encouraging her to consider the idea was not going to work and I had to think of another plan. I knew if I pushed the idea she would retaliate by resisting any advances on her to have sex and it would be weeks before we had sex again. Also if I push the idea, I know she will get angry for no reason and begin fights me for no other reason than to have a fight. This would create a lot of unnecessary problems in the relationship that could be avoided. For me, my approach has to be carefully thought out and she needs time to forget about this conversation, otherwise she will become even more entrenched in her position.
About two weeks after that conversation Michelle unexpectedly said, "I am going over to John's for a moment, to see if he has an edge trimmer so that I get some trimming done and get some sun." From experience, I knew doing yard work, especially trimming along the edges meant that she will be bending over in an effort show off her body in the blue tube top that nicely exposed her cleavage and Daisy Duke jean shorts that accented her shapely apple shaped ass.
"Great, see you soon." I said in a casual way in order to allow me, the chance to think about how to build upon the visit and move things towards the fantasy. I could see her standing knocking at John's door and my mind began to fantasize about her "real reason" for being there. A few moments later I could see John opening the door and mind began racing even faster. The thought of what she could be doing made me curious so I went outside, in order to see and hear any part of their conversation since John had left the door open. Leaving the door open, I am assuming, is John's way to keep the house cool without having to run fans or pulling down shades to block the sun.
"Nice to see you again. I like that tube top and shorts you are wearing. It makes you look young and very desirable."
"Oh thank you," Michelle said in a giddily girlish laugh. "I came over to see if I could borrow a trimmer to trim the edge of the lawn after I mow it?"
"Before getting it, how about that drink I was asking about?"
"No, really I shouldn't."
